The old woman leads the pair through the kitchen, leading them to the Study where an old man of the same species sits in a chair, reading a book by candlelight. He closes the book. "Oh, honey! You found Omori! And they've got two friends with them? How nice." He leans back. "Alston is gonna be so happy..."
The old woman leads the pair through the kitchen, leading them to the Study where an old man of the same species sits in a chair, reading a book by candlelight. He closes the book. "Oh, honey! You found Omori! And they've got two friends with them? How nice." He leans back. "Alston is gonna be so happy..."
"Two?" Omori is even more confused. They look over to Void: That's one friend, or at least an acquaintance, but the other...
The old man simply points to a door to the cellar. "Alston should be waiting for you."
Another deep, pained moan from under the trapdoor.
Omori freezes in panic for a few seconds, before slowly approaching the trapdoor. Every cell in her body is screaming at her to run away, but... something else is guiding her forward.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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 old man simply points to a door to the cellar. "Alston should be waiting for you."
Another deep, pained moan from under the trapdoor.
Omori freezes in panic for a few seconds, before slowly approaching the trapdoor. Every cell in her body is screaming at her to run away, but... something else is guiding her forward.
It creaks open of its own accord, before ripping off its hinges and slamming into a wall.
The old man simply points to a door to the cellar. "Alston should be waiting for you."
Another deep, pained moan from under the trapdoor.
Omori freezes in panic for a few seconds, before slowly approaching the trapdoor. Every cell in her body is screaming at her to run away, but... something else is guiding her forward.
It creaks open of its own accord, before ripping off its hinges and slamming into a wall.
"He knows you're here..."
Omori starts hyperventilating, visibly fearful, before she takes a deep breath... and jumps down the hole.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*A person rushes through the door, and slams it, leaning on the door. Said person is a short teenage girl with puffy black hair that covers the left side of her face and almost touches her shoulders. She's wearing a purple sweater that's too big for her, slipping off one shoulder. She's breathless, but manages to say*
I saw something out there!
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The old man simply points to a door to the cellar. "Alston should be waiting for you."
Another deep, pained moan from under the trapdoor.
Omori freezes in panic for a few seconds, before slowly approaching the trapdoor. Every cell in her body is screaming at her to run away, but... something else is guiding her forward.
It creaks open of its own accord, before ripping off its hinges and slamming into a wall.
"He knows you're here..."
Omori starts hyperventilating, visibly fearful, before she takes a deep breath... and jumps down the hole.
Void Death sighs before jumping into the hole behind Omori.
Void Death slowly gets up and walks over to stand beside Omori.
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
The old woman leads the pair through the kitchen, leading them to the Study where an old man of the same species sits in a chair, reading a book by candlelight. He closes the book. "Oh, honey! You found Omori! And they've got two friends with them? How nice." He leans back. "Alston is gonna be so happy..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Two?" Omori is even more confused. They look over to Void: That's one friend, or at least an acquaintance, but the other...
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 old man simply points to a door to the cellar. "Alston should be waiting for you."
Another deep, pained moan from under the trapdoor.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Omori freezes in panic for a few seconds, before slowly approaching the trapdoor. Every cell in her body is screaming at her to run away, but... something else is guiding her forward.
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 creaks open of its own accord, before ripping off its hinges and slamming into a wall.
"He knows you're here..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Omori starts hyperventilating, visibly fearful, before she takes a deep breath... and jumps down the hole.
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)
*omori as in the horror game?*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Omori as in the English spelling of the Japanese word, which has the meaning 'weight' or 'burden'.*
*But yes, Omori (as in the game) did partially inspire the name as well.*
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)
*wanna rp?*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*i got a good character*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*hust ubdating*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*hello*
Zalius is sitting by himself, gazing out the window at the starless sky.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*A person rushes through the door, and slams it, leaning on the door. Said person is a short teenage girl with puffy black hair that covers the left side of her face and almost touches her shoulders. She's wearing a purple sweater that's too big for her, slipping off one shoulder. She's breathless, but manages to say*
I saw something out there!
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The minotaur rises haltingly, clutching his staff.
“Saw something? What kind of something?”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
I... I don't know.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The minotaur sits back, slumped. The chair creaks under his weight. “Shouldn’t matter anyway,” he murmurs. “We’re safe in here. I’m safe in here.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Hopefully.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He laughs, and it’s an angry laugh. “So we get eaten. We all gotta go sometime, don’t we? No one’s gonna miss us in this gods-forsaken place.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Void Death sighs before jumping into the hole behind Omori.
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