Amidais is sitting at a desk, writing down notes and looking over files. He sips from a mug of tea every so often, setting it back down with utmost care before continuing his work.
Lonely walks up to Amidais.
”hi! What are ya doing?”
"Ah, hello there. I'm just looking over some old Guild research logs, is all. Are you enjoying your time at the Lair?"
“Yeah, I am. What’s the research about?”
"I'm not entirely sure. It's all about this 'Elsanova', who I presume is some kind of machine given the descriptions." Amidais takes another sip of tea.
“Maybe some kind of automaton?”
"Perhaps. Yvonne's notes do suggest that the machine had some semblance of sentience. An AI, perhaps?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Amidais is sitting at a desk, writing down notes and looking over files. He sips from a mug of tea every so often, setting it back down with utmost care before continuing his work.
Lonely walks up to Amidais.
”hi! What are ya doing?”
"Ah, hello there. I'm just looking over some old Guild research logs, is all. Are you enjoying your time at the Lair?"
“Yeah, I am. What’s the research about?”
"I'm not entirely sure. It's all about this 'Elsanova', who I presume is some kind of machine given the descriptions." Amidais takes another sip of tea.
“Maybe some kind of automaton?”
"Perhaps. Yvonne's notes do suggest that the machine had some semblance of sentience. An AI, perhaps?"
"The other side? I assume you mean these armies coming. I'm not sure how I would prove that, but that shadowy person (Lonely) can verify that I did just appear here."
"Lonely?"
*Ohh, I didn't make it clear that I was just clarifying for you, Drummer, not actually saying that but oh well I'll roll with it*
"Huh? A young looking girl, skin that sometimes shifts into a shadowy darkness, she was on the ceiling when I first came here."
"The other side? I assume you mean these armies coming. I'm not sure how I would prove that, but that shadowy person (Lonely) can verify that I did just appear here."
"Lonely?"
*Ohh, I didn't make it clear that I was just clarifying for you, Drummer, not actually saying that but oh well I'll roll with it*
"Huh? A young looking girl, skin that sometimes shifts into a shadowy darkness, she was on the ceiling when I first came here."
*Lonely’s pronouns are they/them* :)
*ahh, oops okay noted*
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"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
"Sounds bad, although I suspect it wouldn't be hard to get me to fight them with the Essence Mark active, although if they keep coming, that might not matter. Would it be possible to find and destroy the source?"
"I've got one of my best men out there right now, checking for just that."
"Good, well I am going to do further research and see if I can contact my fellow Ghostbloods, let me know if you need my help" *Yondor I assume, I'm not completely up-to-date with the timeline?*
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
"Sounds bad, although I suspect it wouldn't be hard to get me to fight them with the Essence Mark active, although if they keep coming, that might not matter. Would it be possible to find and destroy the source?"
"I've got one of my best men out there right now, checking for just that."
"Good, well I am going to do further research and see if I can contact my fellow Ghostbloods, let me know if you need my help" *Yondor I assume, I'm not completely up-to-date with the timeline?*
"Thank you, its great to have you on the team." *Yep, its Yon*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A monster is sitting in the king's chambers. The guards have no idea when he got here, how he got past security, or why he is there. He claims to be the king's uncle, but has no resemblance whatsoever other than having a humanoid body shape. Everyone who has tried to remove him ended up forgetting he was there.
Word has gotten around to the king himself, despite the efforts to keep him out of the loop due to the stress he's already experiencing.
*Ooo, this is cool*
The King enters his chambers, wondering what this is that people have told him about.
Sitting in a chair that the King doesn't remember having moved here is a tall spindly humanoid figure with a pale, many-faced potato-like creature in its hands. The humanoid(?) itself is shrouded in darkness, its face hidden by the brim of its top hat. It is completely still. The King might have assumed the entity was dead if it weren't for the voice in his head.
Ah, my nephew. It's so nice to see you again.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A monster is sitting in the king's chambers. The guards have no idea when he got here, how he got past security, or why he is there. He claims to be the king's uncle, but has no resemblance whatsoever other than having a humanoid body shape. Everyone who has tried to remove him ended up forgetting he was there.
Word has gotten around to the king himself, despite the efforts to keep him out of the loop due to the stress he's already experiencing.
*Ooo, this is cool*
The King enters his chambers, wondering what this is that people have told him about.
Sitting in a chair that the King doesn't remember having moved here is a tall spindly humanoid figure with a pale, many-faced potato-like creature in its hands. The humanoid(?) itself is shrouded in darkness, its face hidden by the brim of its top hat. It is completely still. The King might have assumed the entity was dead if it weren't for the voice in his head.
Ah, my nephew. It's so nice to see you again.
*Ooo, that's spooky*
The king reaches for his sword. "What are you."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Sitting in a chair that the King doesn't remember having moved here is a tall spindly humanoid figure with a pale, many-faced potato-like creature in its hands. The humanoid(?) itself is shrouded in darkness, its face hidden by the brim of its top hat. It is completely still. The King might have assumed the entity was dead if it weren't for the voice in his head.
Ah, my nephew. It's so nice to see you again.
*Ooo, that's spooky*
The king reaches for his sword. "What are you."
*Thank you!*
I'm your Uncle Pastel. You probably don't remember me now that you're a king, but I could never forget you.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Sitting in a chair that the King doesn't remember having moved here is a tall spindly humanoid figure with a pale, many-faced potato-like creature in its hands. The humanoid(?) itself is shrouded in darkness, its face hidden by the brim of its top hat. It is completely still. The King might have assumed the entity was dead if it weren't for the voice in his head.
Ah, my nephew. It's so nice to see you again.
*Ooo, that's spooky*
The king reaches for his sword. "What are you."
*Thank you!*
I'm your Uncle Pastel. You probably don't remember me now that you're a king, but I could never forget you.
"An... Uncle. Prove it."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Sitting in a chair that the King doesn't remember having moved here is a tall spindly humanoid figure with a pale, many-faced potato-like creature in its hands. The humanoid(?) itself is shrouded in darkness, its face hidden by the brim of its top hat. It is completely still. The King might have assumed the entity was dead if it weren't for the voice in his head.
Ah, my nephew. It's so nice to see you again.
*Ooo, that's spooky*
The king reaches for his sword. "What are you."
*Thank you!*
I'm your Uncle Pastel. You probably don't remember me now that you're a king, but I could never forget you.
"An... Uncle. Prove it."
Silence.
I'm everyone's uncle. You remember, don't you?
The king feels something in his offhand. He doesn't remember picking anything up with that hand.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Sitting in a chair that the King doesn't remember having moved here is a tall spindly humanoid figure with a pale, many-faced potato-like creature in its hands. The humanoid(?) itself is shrouded in darkness, its face hidden by the brim of its top hat. It is completely still. The King might have assumed the entity was dead if it weren't for the voice in his head.
Ah, my nephew. It's so nice to see you again.
*Ooo, that's spooky*
The king reaches for his sword. "What are you."
*Thank you!*
I'm your Uncle Pastel. You probably don't remember me now that you're a king, but I could never forget you.
"An... Uncle. Prove it."
Silence.
I'm everyone's uncle. You remember, don't you?
The king feels something in his offhand. He doesn't remember picking anything up with that hand.
He looks, to see what it is.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Far, far away, the Doctor watches the Gape with interest.
"A truly fascinating phenomena. It has been maintaining a steady growth of 2.3 centimeters each day: Far faster than any naturally-formed ravine I have observed. Curious..."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Agreed. I'm not sure as to what our course of action should be, and I don't want to just stall time with the Doctor until we're ready. Any ideas?*
*I really don't feel there's much more that we can do at the guild, they're just getting ready for war, in whatever form that takes. Any thoughts on how we can get the original group of hero's, who are currently on another planet of some description if I remember correctly, back in action?*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Perhaps. Yvonne's notes do suggest that the machine had some semblance of sentience. An AI, perhaps?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
“Maybe. What else does it say?”
*Lonely’s pronouns are they/them* :)
*ahh, oops okay noted*
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
-First Ideal of the Knights Radiant
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"Good, well I am going to do further research and see if I can contact my fellow Ghostbloods, let me know if you need my help"
*Yondor I assume, I'm not completely up-to-date with the timeline?*
My cults are dead, let's talk about myself where they used to be. I am The_cool_Elsecaller, a transfem lesbian who is still in the closet to all but a few people I know IRL. I enjoy video games, reading, writing, and sleeping. Feel free to PM me if you want writing advice or just want to talk.
"Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination"
-First Ideal of the Knights Radiant
Extended Signature. Real Extended Signature
"Thank you, its great to have you on the team."
*Yep, its Yon*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Sitting in a chair that the King doesn't remember having moved here is a tall spindly humanoid figure with a pale, many-faced potato-like creature in its hands. The humanoid(?) itself is shrouded in darkness, its face hidden by the brim of its top hat. It is completely still. The King might have assumed the entity was dead if it weren't for the voice in his head.
Ah, my nephew. It's so nice to see you again.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Ooo, that's spooky*
The king reaches for his sword. "What are you."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Thank you!*
I'm your Uncle Pastel. You probably don't remember me now that you're a king, but I could never forget you.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"An... Uncle. Prove it."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Silence.
I'm everyone's uncle. You remember, don't you?
The king feels something in his offhand. He doesn't remember picking anything up with that hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He looks, to see what it is.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Amidais is sorting papers towards the back of the Grand Library.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
It's a little piece of candy, wrapped in blue paper.
Blue is still your favorite color, right?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'm... not sure I have a favourite colour."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Far, far away, the Doctor watches the Gape with interest.
"A truly fascinating phenomena. It has been maintaining a steady growth of 2.3 centimeters each day: Far faster than any naturally-formed ravine I have observed. Curious..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*We should probably discuss what we do next*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Agreed. I'm not sure as to what our course of action should be, and I don't want to just stall time with the Doctor until we're ready. Any ideas?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I really don't feel there's much more that we can do at the guild, they're just getting ready for war, in whatever form that takes. Any thoughts on how we can get the original group of hero's, who are currently on another planet of some description if I remember correctly, back in action?*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.