Sarahphym is levitating outside the gates of the underworld, preparing for a descent as they sharpen Nadir's point. They had heard of Cogintius's descent from the Elders in the Temple of the Order Mythos, and decided to head down themselves. Surely, the Mythos wouldn't mind if their enemies were to be... inconvenienced, right?
After thinking on the matter momentarily, the Snow Angel heads down, clutching Nadir. It's about time hell froze over...
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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)
Sarahphym is levitating outside the gates of the underworld, preparing for a descent as they sharpen Nadir's point. They had heard of Cogintius's descent from the Elders in the Temple of the Order Mythos, and decided to head down themselves. Surely, the Mythos wouldn't mind if their enemies were to be... inconvenienced, right?
After thinking on the matter momentarily, the Snow Angel heads down, clutching Nadir. It's about time hell froze over...
*ello Yvonne! Unfortunately my character literally just left the underworld and is now in the city of order, hehe. But how art thou?*
Sarahphym is levitating outside the gates of the underworld, preparing for a descent as they sharpen Nadir's point. They had heard of Cogintius's descent from the Elders in the Temple of the Order Mythos, and decided to head down themselves. Surely, the Mythos wouldn't mind if their enemies were to be... inconvenienced, right?
After thinking on the matter momentarily, the Snow Angel heads down, clutching Nadir. It's about time hell froze over...
*ello Yvonne! Unfortunately my character literally just left the underworld and is now in the city of order, hehe. But how art thou?*
*I'm doing pretty good. A little tired, as is the usual, but overall feeling okay. How art thou?*
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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)
He runs into thousands of clones of Happy Chaos, all staring at him with a hand on their revolvers.
Mission Failure.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Panicked, he runs behind any sort of cover he can, inside houses and buildings, looking scared out of his mind.
Everywhere he goes there is a Happy Chaos watching him. No matter what he does he's trapped and surrounded.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He sort of just curls up into a ball, hyperventilating.
One walks over and tries to comfort him.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Oh god- YOU JUST TRIED TO KILL ME-“
"Several times."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Please- just leave me alone…” he sobs.
"Can't do that."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“C-cause you don’t trust me?”
"Exactly."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Mm… J-just please don’t hurt me…”
"I might have to depending on what you do."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“W-what do you think I’m going to do?”
*howdy!*
Sarahphym is levitating outside the gates of the underworld, preparing for a descent as they sharpen Nadir's point. They had heard of Cogintius's descent from the Elders in the Temple of the Order Mythos, and decided to head down themselves. Surely, the Mythos wouldn't mind if their enemies were to be... inconvenienced, right?
After thinking on the matter momentarily, the Snow Angel heads down, clutching Nadir. It's about time hell froze over...
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)
*ello Yvonne! Unfortunately my character literally just left the underworld and is now in the city of order, hehe. But how art thou?*
"Kill someone."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Mm… okay-uh… I guess I’ll just stay right here then…”
*how many power points does HC have?”
*I'm doing pretty good. A little tired, as is the usual, but overall feeling okay. How art thou?*
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)
A small fire starts in a forest somewhere. Not all to far from Foréir’s volcano
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.