Tucker pulls back out the crowbar and gets to work on the barricaded door. After a minute, he gets it open. Inside is a staircase leading p to the apartments.
The kid follows, keeping an eye behind him.
Hearing the sounds of the barricades being torn down and footsteps coming closer, the mysterious figure picks up her crossbow, puts her blade in its sheath, and slowly exits the apartment, looking around for the intruders. She pulls up her hood and puts on her mask, listening for any noise that might give the unexpected guests away.
The kid turns towards the noise, raising his shotgun. "Whos there? Show yourself, i dont wanna hurt you!"
The figure falls silent, remaining hidden around the corner with her crossbow in hand.
The kid slowly walks forward, clicking off the safety.
"Put that thing down and we can talk." She remains behind the corner, just in case.
"Prove that you not infected and I will."
She showly comes around the corner, nothing in hand, crossbow on her back and blade in sheath, and pulls back her leather glove, revealing healthy non-infected skin.
"There. You can see for yourself."
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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)
Tucker pulls back out the crowbar and gets to work on the barricaded door. After a minute, he gets it open. Inside is a staircase leading p to the apartments.
The kid follows, keeping an eye behind him.
Hearing the sounds of the barricades being torn down and footsteps coming closer, the mysterious figure picks up her crossbow, puts her blade in its sheath, and slowly exits the apartment, looking around for the intruders. She pulls up her hood and puts on her mask, listening for any noise that might give the unexpected guests away.
The kid turns towards the noise, raising his shotgun. "Whos there? Show yourself, i dont wanna hurt you!"
The figure falls silent, remaining hidden around the corner with her crossbow in hand.
The kid slowly walks forward, clicking off the safety.
"Put that thing down and we can talk." She remains behind the corner, just in case.
"Prove that you not infected and I will."
She showly comes around the corner, nothing in hand, crossbow on her back and blade in sheath, and pulls back her leather glove, revealing healthy non-infected skin.
"There. You can see for yourself."
The kid lowers the shotgun and clicks on the safety. "Good..." The kid looks to be about 17.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Tucker pulls back out the crowbar and gets to work on the barricaded door. After a minute, he gets it open. Inside is a staircase leading p to the apartments.
The kid follows, keeping an eye behind him.
Hearing the sounds of the barricades being torn down and footsteps coming closer, the mysterious figure picks up her crossbow, puts her blade in its sheath, and slowly exits the apartment, looking around for the intruders. She pulls up her hood and puts on her mask, listening for any noise that might give the unexpected guests away.
The kid turns towards the noise, raising his shotgun. "Whos there? Show yourself, i dont wanna hurt you!"
The figure falls silent, remaining hidden around the corner with her crossbow in hand.
The kid slowly walks forward, clicking off the safety.
"Put that thing down and we can talk." She remains behind the corner, just in case.
"Prove that you not infected and I will."
She showly comes around the corner, nothing in hand, crossbow on her back and blade in sheath, and pulls back her leather glove, revealing healthy non-infected skin.
"There. You can see for yourself."
The kid lowers the shotgun and clicks on the safety. "Good..." The kid looks to be about 17.
"What are you doing here, and how'd you get past those boards I put up?" She seems more curious about this new arrival: Now that he isn't an obvious threat, that is.
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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)
Tucker pulls back out the crowbar and gets to work on the barricaded door. After a minute, he gets it open. Inside is a staircase leading p to the apartments.
The kid follows, keeping an eye behind him.
Hearing the sounds of the barricades being torn down and footsteps coming closer, the mysterious figure picks up her crossbow, puts her blade in its sheath, and slowly exits the apartment, looking around for the intruders. She pulls up her hood and puts on her mask, listening for any noise that might give the unexpected guests away.
The kid turns towards the noise, raising his shotgun. "Whos there? Show yourself, i dont wanna hurt you!"
The figure falls silent, remaining hidden around the corner with her crossbow in hand.
The kid slowly walks forward, clicking off the safety.
"Put that thing down and we can talk." She remains behind the corner, just in case.
"Prove that you not infected and I will."
She showly comes around the corner, nothing in hand, crossbow on her back and blade in sheath, and pulls back her leather glove, revealing healthy non-infected skin.
"There. You can see for yourself."
The kid lowers the shotgun and clicks on the safety. "Good..." The kid looks to be about 17.
"What are you doing here, and how'd you get past those boards I put up?" She seems more curious about this new arrival: Now that he isn't an obvious threat, that is.
"Man outside helped out." he then shows his healthy skin. "im not infected too."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Tucker pulls back out the crowbar and gets to work on the barricaded door. After a minute, he gets it open. Inside is a staircase leading p to the apartments.
The kid follows, keeping an eye behind him.
Hearing the sounds of the barricades being torn down and footsteps coming closer, the mysterious figure picks up her crossbow, puts her blade in its sheath, and slowly exits the apartment, looking around for the intruders. She pulls up her hood and puts on her mask, listening for any noise that might give the unexpected guests away.
The kid turns towards the noise, raising his shotgun. "Whos there? Show yourself, i dont wanna hurt you!"
The figure falls silent, remaining hidden around the corner with her crossbow in hand.
The kid slowly walks forward, clicking off the safety.
"Put that thing down and we can talk." She remains behind the corner, just in case.
"Prove that you not infected and I will."
She showly comes around the corner, nothing in hand, crossbow on her back and blade in sheath, and pulls back her leather glove, revealing healthy non-infected skin.
"There. You can see for yourself."
The kid lowers the shotgun and clicks on the safety. "Good..." The kid looks to be about 17.
"What are you doing here, and how'd you get past those boards I put up?" She seems more curious about this new arrival: Now that he isn't an obvious threat, that is.
"Man outside helped out." he then shows his healthy skin. "im not infected too."
"So you're not alone... Did you two come in here trying to take my stuff?" She looks at the boy, suspecting something. "Cause that's a very bad idea."
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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)
Tucker pulls back out the crowbar and gets to work on the barricaded door. After a minute, he gets it open. Inside is a staircase leading p to the apartments.
The kid follows, keeping an eye behind him.
Hearing the sounds of the barricades being torn down and footsteps coming closer, the mysterious figure picks up her crossbow, puts her blade in its sheath, and slowly exits the apartment, looking around for the intruders. She pulls up her hood and puts on her mask, listening for any noise that might give the unexpected guests away.
The kid turns towards the noise, raising his shotgun. "Whos there? Show yourself, i dont wanna hurt you!"
The figure falls silent, remaining hidden around the corner with her crossbow in hand.
The kid slowly walks forward, clicking off the safety.
"Put that thing down and we can talk." She remains behind the corner, just in case.
"Prove that you not infected and I will."
She showly comes around the corner, nothing in hand, crossbow on her back and blade in sheath, and pulls back her leather glove, revealing healthy non-infected skin.
"There. You can see for yourself."
The kid lowers the shotgun and clicks on the safety. "Good..." The kid looks to be about 17.
"What are you doing here, and how'd you get past those boards I put up?" She seems more curious about this new arrival: Now that he isn't an obvious threat, that is.
"Man outside helped out." he then shows his healthy skin. "im not infected too."
"So you're not alone... Did you two come in here trying to take my stuff?" She looks at the boy, suspecting something. "Cause that's a very bad idea."
The boy looks startled. "N-no. I just came looking for shelter."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I think imma join this. Also it has given me inspiration to possibly make a similar thread, but with more of a gamey feel, if that's ok Nolkiss? I may or may not do it*
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⌜╔═════════════The Board══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Somewhere on the first level is a hidden staircase that leads to a sub level of the complex. Those who have been here for a while know that a young ‘scientist’ uses these levels to perform quote on quote ‘experiments’. Those who are close to the hidden stairs can hear what sounds like emotionless screams of agony followed by maniacal laughter.
*I think imma join this. Also it has given me inspiration to possibly make a similar thread, but with more of a gamey feel, if that's ok Nolkiss? I may or may not do it*
She showly comes around the corner, nothing in hand, crossbow on her back and blade in sheath, and pulls back her leather glove, revealing healthy non-infected skin.
"There. You can see for yourself."
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)
The kid lowers the shotgun and clicks on the safety. "Good..." The kid looks to be about 17.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What are you doing here, and how'd you get past those boards I put up?" She seems more curious about this new arrival: Now that he isn't an obvious threat, that is.
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)
"Man outside helped out." he then shows his healthy skin. "im not infected too."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*gtg*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"So you're not alone... Did you two come in here trying to take my stuff?" She looks at the boy, suspecting something. "Cause that's a very bad idea."
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)
The boy looks startled. "N-no. I just came looking for shelter."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The man comes in from the hallway
*This looks intriguing.*
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
The woman sees that the skin on the man's neck is infected.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
A guy is sharpening a nasty-looking sword. He's got a rubber lion mask on, the sort that might have been worn for Halloween
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*OH. MY GOD. YES, I AM JOINING THIIIIIIIS.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*that would be great!*
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
The figure turns around to face them, hand lowering towards her blade, not looking away.
"Why are you here? Some kind of looter, come to take my hard-earned rations?"
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)
The guy in the lion mask watches on
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
The man's hands start turning red and black and shape into claws
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*I think imma join this. Also it has given me inspiration to possibly make a similar thread, but with more of a gamey feel, if that's ok Nolkiss? I may or may not do it*
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
Somewhere on the first level is a hidden staircase that leads to a sub level of the complex. Those who have been here for a while know that a young ‘scientist’ uses these levels to perform quote on quote ‘experiments’. Those who are close to the hidden stairs can hear what sounds like emotionless screams of agony followed by maniacal laughter.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*go ahead!*
"Get out of here, kid! Run!" The figure starts running the other way and down the stairs.
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)