Sarah is wandering the Workshop, still trying to find an exit that does not exist.
They actually do find an exit, a portal, with arrows pointing at it that say exit. Happy Chaos's handiwork of course.
"There was an exit this ENTIRE TIME?!" She shouts to no one in particular, internally kicking herself for not finding this sooner. "Thank Wills, I can finally get out of here! So long, Happy! Farewell, you damned afterlife of torment!" She laughs to herself, walking through the portal.
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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)
Sarah is wandering the Workshop, still trying to find an exit that does not exist.
They actually do find an exit, a portal, with arrows pointing at it that say exit. Happy Chaos's handiwork of course.
"There was an exit this ENTIRE TIME?!" She shouts to no one in particular, internally kicking herself for not finding this sooner. "Thank Wills, I can finally get out of here! So long, Happy! Farewell, you damned afterlife of torment!" She laughs to herself, walking through the portal.
The moment she makes contact with the portal, she's sent flying backwards into a bunch of cushions. Next to the cushions, activated automatically by someone dead trying to escape, is the sound of Happy Chaos cackling "Nice try Snow queen, better luck next time!"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Sarah is wandering the Workshop, still trying to find an exit that does not exist.
They actually do find an exit, a portal, with arrows pointing at it that say exit. Happy Chaos's handiwork of course.
"There was an exit this ENTIRE TIME?!" She shouts to no one in particular, internally kicking herself for not finding this sooner. "Thank Wills, I can finally get out of here! So long, Happy! Farewell, you damned afterlife of torment!" She laughs to herself, walking through the portal.
The moment she makes contact with the portal, she's sent flying backwards into a bunch of cushions. Next to the cushions, activated automatically by someone dead trying to escape, is the sound of Happy Chaos cackling "Nice try Snow queen, better luck next time!"
She is silent for a few seconds, processing what is happening while growing increasingly angry, before they scream with rage, trying to tear down the signs and arrows pointing to the portal.
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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)
Sarah is wandering the Workshop, still trying to find an exit that does not exist.
They actually do find an exit, a portal, with arrows pointing at it that say exit. Happy Chaos's handiwork of course.
"There was an exit this ENTIRE TIME?!" She shouts to no one in particular, internally kicking herself for not finding this sooner. "Thank Wills, I can finally get out of here! So long, Happy! Farewell, you damned afterlife of torment!" She laughs to herself, walking through the portal.
The moment she makes contact with the portal, she's sent flying backwards into a bunch of cushions. Next to the cushions, activated automatically by someone dead trying to escape, is the sound of Happy Chaos cackling "Nice try Snow queen, better luck next time!"
She is silent for a few seconds, processing what is happening while growing increasingly angry, before they scream with rage, trying to tear down the signs and arrows pointing to the portal.
Happy Chaos walks into the room, watching them tear everything apart, drinking something in a mug with his own grinning face on it back when he was human, "I assume you tried to escape?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Sarah is wandering the Workshop, still trying to find an exit that does not exist.
They actually do find an exit, a portal, with arrows pointing at it that say exit. Happy Chaos's handiwork of course.
"There was an exit this ENTIRE TIME?!" She shouts to no one in particular, internally kicking herself for not finding this sooner. "Thank Wills, I can finally get out of here! So long, Happy! Farewell, you damned afterlife of torment!" She laughs to herself, walking through the portal.
The moment she makes contact with the portal, she's sent flying backwards into a bunch of cushions. Next to the cushions, activated automatically by someone dead trying to escape, is the sound of Happy Chaos cackling "Nice try Snow queen, better luck next time!"
She is silent for a few seconds, processing what is happening while growing increasingly angry, before they scream with rage, trying to tear down the signs and arrows pointing to the portal.
Happy Chaos walks into the room, watching them tear everything apart, drinking something in a mug with his own grinning face on it back when he was human, "I assume you tried to escape?"
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
He gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
The bits of Intelligence still remaining can feel itself being picked apart, analyzed and thrown back out of the bed's being "What do you wish to gain from observing me?"
*sry, i had a test too*
"Knowlege, What Else?" the voice doesn't sound like it's coming from an individual machine, its cycling through them "A Fascinating Process. It Will Have To Be Studied//Analyzed Further" three of the flying machines switch their lenses to green, and begin circling closer
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
The bits of Intelligence still remaining can feel itself being picked apart, analyzed and thrown back out of the bed's being "What do you wish to gain from observing me?"
*sry, i had a test too*
"Knowlege, What Else?" the voice doesn't sound like it's coming from an individual machine, its cycling through them "A Fascinating Process. It Will Have To Be Studied//Analyzed Further" three of the flying machines switch their lenses to green, and begin circling closer
"Knowledge is more easily gained through farther observation. I am a scientist, I am not to be studied." One of the hands reaches out again, crackling with strange, divine energy "I would be willing to collaborate with you."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
The bits of Intelligence still remaining can feel itself being picked apart, analyzed and thrown back out of the bed's being "What do you wish to gain from observing me?"
*sry, i had a test too*
"Knowlege, What Else?" the voice doesn't sound like it's coming from an individual machine, its cycling through them "A Fascinating Process. It Will Have To Be Studied//Analyzed Further" three of the flying machines switch their lenses to green, and begin circling closer
"Knowledge is more easily gained through farther observation. I am a scientist, I am not to be studied." One of the hands reaches out again, crackling with strange, divine energy "I would be willing to collaborate with you."
"Collaborate How?" the three green flying machines back up a bit
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
The bits of Intelligence still remaining can feel itself being picked apart, analyzed and thrown back out of the bed's being "What do you wish to gain from observing me?"
*sry, i had a test too*
"Knowlege, What Else?" the voice doesn't sound like it's coming from an individual machine, its cycling through them "A Fascinating Process. It Will Have To Be Studied//Analyzed Further" three of the flying machines switch their lenses to green, and begin circling closer
"Knowledge is more easily gained through farther observation. I am a scientist, I am not to be studied." One of the hands reaches out again, crackling with strange, divine energy "I would be willing to collaborate with you."
"Collaborate How?" the three green flying machines back up a bit
"I have knowledge you have not yet accessed, I am willing to share if you are."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
The bits of Intelligence still remaining can feel itself being picked apart, analyzed and thrown back out of the bed's being "What do you wish to gain from observing me?"
*sry, i had a test too*
"Knowlege, What Else?" the voice doesn't sound like it's coming from an individual machine, its cycling through them "A Fascinating Process. It Will Have To Be Studied//Analyzed Further" three of the flying machines switch their lenses to green, and begin circling closer
"Knowledge is more easily gained through farther observation. I am a scientist, I am not to be studied." One of the hands reaches out again, crackling with strange, divine energy "I would be willing to collaborate with you."
"Collaborate How?" the three green flying machines back up a bit
"I have knowledge you have not yet accessed, I am willing to share if you are."
"Interesting. This Is An Acceptable Arrangement//Deal//Collaboration. What Knowlege//Information Do You Want//Need?"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
He gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
"We're not friends." She hisses. "And I don't even think they know I'm here just yet- unless you told them... you didn't tell them, did you?"
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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)
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
He gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
"We're not friends." She hisses. "And I don't even think they know I'm here just yet- unless you told them... you didn't tell them, did you?"
"Firstly, I want you to name anyone else who cares about you enough to worry when you died. Name one." He walks over, looking them in the eyes "I'm the only one."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
He gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
"We're not friends." She hisses. "And I don't even think they know I'm here just yet- unless you told them... you didn't tell them, did you?"
"Firstly, I want you to name anyone else who cares about you enough to worry when you died. Name one." He walks over, looking them in the eyes "I'm the only one."
"No, there's... there's..." She pauses, realizing he's probably right but not willing to admit it. "T- That doesn't matter! I'm not trying to escape for anyone else but me, anyway."
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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)
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
He gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
"We're not friends." She hisses. "And I don't even think they know I'm here just yet- unless you told them... you didn't tell them, did you?"
"Firstly, I want you to name anyone else who cares about you enough to worry when you died. Name one." He walks over, looking them in the eyes "I'm the only one."
"No, there's... there's..." She pauses, realizing he's probably right but not willing to admit it. "T- That doesn't matter! I'm not trying to escape for anyone else but me, anyway."
"Tell me, what do you have if you do escape? Running from a god feared by all the others, living life in constant fear as a mortal? The only reason he hasn't consumed your soul already is because of me." He turns back, walking back into his lab.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Who would go well with the living embodiment of "Things man was not meant to know"?*
*I mean, you know Happy Chaos and the Moon Presence probably would, even the Anti Spiral.*
*One of those then*
One of Happy Chaos's projections is bothering some mortals, though they don't know they are being messed with by a projection of a dead god that once threatened the entire planet.
The Artist, in a less mind destroying form watches this, slightly intrigued
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
He gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
"We're not friends." She hisses. "And I don't even think they know I'm here just yet- unless you told them... you didn't tell them, did you?"
"Firstly, I want you to name anyone else who cares about you enough to worry when you died. Name one." He walks over, looking them in the eyes "I'm the only one."
"No, there's... there's..." She pauses, realizing he's probably right but not willing to admit it. "T- That doesn't matter! I'm not trying to escape for anyone else but me, anyway."
"Tell me, what do you have if you do escape? Running from a god feared by all the others, living life in constant fear as a mortal? The only reason he hasn't consumed your soul already is because of me." He turns back, walking back into his lab.
She is silent for a long while, just standing there, not wanting to admit she's wrong but struggling to find any shred of evidence of that not being the case. She wordlessly trudges away from the portal and back to the lab.
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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)
Elaraj is still flying around, but he doesn't find any joy in lighting wildfires anymore
DEITY's temple whirrs to life, the clanging of hammers and pouring of molten metal echoing within. it's making something
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*Who would go well with the living embodiment of "Things man was not meant to know"?*
*I mean, you know Happy Chaos and the Moon Presence probably would, even the Anti Spiral.*
*One of those then*
One of Happy Chaos's projections is bothering some mortals, though they don't know they are being messed with by a projection of a dead god that once threatened the entire planet.
The Artist, in a less mind destroying form watches this, slightly intrigued
He takes the form of a regular human, though he does occasionally show them he still exists, before noticing the Artist, and waving.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
He gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
"We're not friends." She hisses. "And I don't even think they know I'm here just yet- unless you told them... you didn't tell them, did you?"
"Firstly, I want you to name anyone else who cares about you enough to worry when you died. Name one." He walks over, looking them in the eyes "I'm the only one."
"No, there's... there's..." She pauses, realizing he's probably right but not willing to admit it. "T- That doesn't matter! I'm not trying to escape for anyone else but me, anyway."
"Tell me, what do you have if you do escape? Running from a god feared by all the others, living life in constant fear as a mortal? The only reason he hasn't consumed your soul already is because of me." He turns back, walking back into his lab.
She is silent for a long while, just standing there, not wanting to admit she's wrong but struggling to find any shred of evidence of that not being the case. She wordlessly trudges away from the portal and back to the lab.
Happy Chaos is in the lab, going through his numerous supply of weapons having incredible power. He doesn't look at them when she walks in, his smile having faded into a coldness she hasn't ever seen on him.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"There was an exit this ENTIRE TIME?!" She shouts to no one in particular, internally kicking herself for not finding this sooner. "Thank Wills, I can finally get out of here! So long, Happy! Farewell, you damned afterlife of torment!" She laughs to herself, walking through the portal.
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 moment she makes contact with the portal, she's sent flying backwards into a bunch of cushions. Next to the cushions, activated automatically by someone dead trying to escape, is the sound of Happy Chaos cackling "Nice try Snow queen, better luck next time!"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She is silent for a few seconds, processing what is happening while growing increasingly angry, before they scream with rage, trying to tear down the signs and arrows pointing to the portal.
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)
Happy Chaos walks into the room, watching them tear everything apart, drinking something in a mug with his own grinning face on it back when he was human, "I assume you tried to escape?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Of course I was." She snaps in response. "How else am I going to get away from the God Butcher- and more importantly, get away from you?"
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 gasps, putting a hand to his chest dramatically, "I can't believe you would say that about your closest friend." He says with a grin "Even if you did escape, the God Butcher would give chase."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*sry, i had a test too*
"Knowlege, What Else?" the voice doesn't sound like it's coming from an individual machine, its cycling through them "A Fascinating Process. It Will Have To Be Studied//Analyzed Further" three of the flying machines switch their lenses to green, and begin circling closer
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"Knowledge is more easily gained through farther observation. I am a scientist, I am not to be studied." One of the hands reaches out again, crackling with strange, divine energy "I would be willing to collaborate with you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Collaborate How?" the three green flying machines back up a bit
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"I have knowledge you have not yet accessed, I am willing to share if you are."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Interesting. This Is An Acceptable Arrangement//Deal//Collaboration. What Knowlege//Information Do You Want//Need?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"We're not friends." She hisses. "And I don't even think they know I'm here just yet- unless you told them... you didn't tell them, did you?"
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)
"Firstly, I want you to name anyone else who cares about you enough to worry when you died. Name one." He walks over, looking them in the eyes "I'm the only one."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"No, there's... there's..." She pauses, realizing he's probably right but not willing to admit it. "T- That doesn't matter! I'm not trying to escape for anyone else but me, anyway."
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)
"Tell me, what do you have if you do escape? Running from a god feared by all the others, living life in constant fear as a mortal? The only reason he hasn't consumed your soul already is because of me." He turns back, walking back into his lab.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The Artist, in a less mind destroying form watches this, slightly intrigued
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
She is silent for a long while, just standing there, not wanting to admit she's wrong but struggling to find any shred of evidence of that not being the case. She wordlessly trudges away from the portal and back to the lab.
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)
Elaraj is still flying around, but he doesn't find any joy in lighting wildfires anymore
DEITY's temple whirrs to life, the clanging of hammers and pouring of molten metal echoing within. it's making something
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
He takes the form of a regular human, though he does occasionally show them he still exists, before noticing the Artist, and waving.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Happy Chaos is in the lab, going through his numerous supply of weapons having incredible power. He doesn't look at them when she walks in, his smile having faded into a coldness she hasn't ever seen on him.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)