"I never played any of them, honestly, I just like the lore and characters. I don't really have a computer or console anymore. On my homeworld they were relics of a past age and didn't work properly, and I haven't found a world where they make them big enough for me."
"They are quite a fun play. If I had the right materials I could make us a console, so you can play at least one of them. Where I come from technology is banned by nearly the entire world, but you would know better than anyone that doesn't stop me." *And here begins the friendship.*
"Well then, I might give you your lab privileges back. It's not like it stopped you anyway."
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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.
"I never played any of them, honestly, I just like the lore and characters. I don't really have a computer or console anymore. On my homeworld they were relics of a past age and didn't work properly, and I haven't found a world where they make them big enough for me."
"They are quite a fun play. If I had the right materials I could make us a console, so you can play at least one of them. Where I come from technology is banned by nearly the entire world, but you would know better than anyone that doesn't stop me." *And here begins the friendship.*
"Well then, I might give you your lab privileges back. It's not like it stopped you anyway."
He shrugs and laughs "It's better to ask forgiveness than permission as they say." He jumps off their shoulder "I'll get to that then."
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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.'
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
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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)
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
*Oop he vanished again, he will be back though. I'm sure.*
Suddenly someone is standing behind Sara, a wide smile on their face, a spinning revolver in one hand. He looks to Balatro and Sara, a familiar voice "Oh, are we having reunions now? Does anyone mind if I join in?" Happy Chaos walks into view.
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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.'
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
*Oop he vanished again, he will be back though. I'm sure.*
Suddenly someone is standing behind Sara, a wide smile on their face, a spinning revolver in one hand. He looks to Balatro and Sara, a familiar voice "Oh, are we having reunions now? Does anyone mind if I join in?" Happy Chaos walks into view.
Of course, Sarah is shocked- though maybe not for the reason one would expect. "You... you're alive? How?.. How could you go back on your word like that?" They summon Nadir to their hand. "I told you I'd kill you myself if you didn't!"
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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)
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
*Oop he vanished again, he will be back though. I'm sure.*
Suddenly someone is standing behind Sara, a wide smile on their face, a spinning revolver in one hand. He looks to Balatro and Sara, a familiar voice "Oh, are we having reunions now? Does anyone mind if I join in?" Happy Chaos walks into view.
Of course, Sarah is shocked- though maybe not for the reason one would expect. "You... you're alive? How?.. How could you go back on your word like that?" They summon Nadir to their hand. "I told you I'd kill you myself if you didn't!"
Happy grins and grabs Nadir. He then puts it to his chest and walks into it, pushing straight through "I told you I'd die, I am very much dead. I told you I'd figure out a way to annoy you from the grave." He tries to hug her but his arms go right through again.
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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.'
"It was majestic for a long time, but by the time my name was lost, my kingdom was not but rumble. A home for dragons to rest among their kind in peace."
They shiver with socially awkwardness "Hel- hello Rendy. I'm Delilah, nice to meet you too."
He walks over to the wall, swiping it with one hand and causing the scorch mark to disappear "Well done. Next time I want you to blast entirely through the wall, and don't worry about repairs, I've got those handled."
They would soon reach the center of the Kingdom, where a large Twilight Temple stands tall. Close by it is the scared dragon graveyard, where the remains of the Three Dragon Wills rest. The place radiates with great power, and many skeletons of smaller dragons also rest in the shadows of these dead gods.
”Do you live here in this place?”
“Alright…” he says as he concentrates, putting both hands together as the energy grows larger and larger. As the energy seems to reach its peak, he unleashes a massive beam of ecto energy that blows a hole through the wall.
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
*Oop he vanished again, he will be back though. I'm sure.*
Suddenly someone is standing behind Sara, a wide smile on their face, a spinning revolver in one hand. He looks to Balatro and Sara, a familiar voice "Oh, are we having reunions now? Does anyone mind if I join in?" Happy Chaos walks into view.
Of course, Sarah is shocked- though maybe not for the reason one would expect. "You... you're alive? How?.. How could you go back on your word like that?" They summon Nadir to their hand. "I told you I'd kill you myself if you didn't!"
Happy grins and grabs Nadir. He then puts it to his chest and walks into it, pushing straight through "I told you I'd die, I am very much dead. I told you I'd figure out a way to annoy you from the grave." He tries to hug her but his arms go right through again.
Sarah moves back to dodge his attempted hug. "You and your trickery... I had a feeling that you'd find some loophole like this to keep pestering me, but I wasn't expecting this."
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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)
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
*Oop he vanished again, he will be back though. I'm sure.*
Suddenly someone is standing behind Sara, a wide smile on their face, a spinning revolver in one hand. He looks to Balatro and Sara, a familiar voice "Oh, are we having reunions now? Does anyone mind if I join in?" Happy Chaos walks into view.
Of course, Sarah is shocked- though maybe not for the reason one would expect. "You... you're alive? How?.. How could you go back on your word like that?" They summon Nadir to their hand. "I told you I'd kill you myself if you didn't!"
Happy grins and grabs Nadir. He then puts it to his chest and walks into it, pushing straight through "I told you I'd die, I am very much dead. I told you I'd figure out a way to annoy you from the grave." He tries to hug her but his arms go right through again.
Sarah moves back to dodge his attempted hug. "You and your trickery... I had a feeling that you'd find some loophole like this to keep pestering me, but I wasn't expecting this."
"Then you should have seen this coming sweets. Expect the unexpected with me." He says with a smile "Come on, you've known me as long as anyone else in this world."
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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.'
"It was majestic for a long time, but by the time my name was lost, my kingdom was not but rumble. A home for dragons to rest among their kind in peace."
They shiver with socially awkwardness "Hel- hello Rendy. I'm Delilah, nice to meet you too."
He walks over to the wall, swiping it with one hand and causing the scorch mark to disappear "Well done. Next time I want you to blast entirely through the wall, and don't worry about repairs, I've got those handled."
They would soon reach the center of the Kingdom, where a large Twilight Temple stands tall. Close by it is the scared dragon graveyard, where the remains of the Three Dragon Wills rest. The place radiates with great power, and many skeletons of smaller dragons also rest in the shadows of these dead gods.
”Do you live here in this place?”
“Alright…” he says as he concentrates, putting both hands together as the energy grows larger and larger. As the energy seems to reach its peak, he unleashes a massive beam of ecto energy that blows a hole through the wall.
He makes sure to stay away from the graveyard, watching it from a distance as was requested from his friend, sitting outside of the Twilight temple, enjoying the mortal's presence around me.
They shake their head "No, sometimes though."
He smiles "Well done. Now you can take a moment to rest." He repairs the wall quickly and creates seats for each of them.
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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.'
He makes sure to stay away from the graveyard, watching it from a distance as was requested from his friend, sitting outside of the Twilight temple, enjoying the mortal's presence around me.
They shake their head "No, sometimes though."
He smiles "Well done. Now you can take a moment to rest." He repairs the wall quickly and creates seats for each of them.
Occasionally, he would notice a one of the four floating dragon skulls patrolling around.
”Cool! Are you a god like your brother?”
Phantom nods, a bit exhausted from using so much energy. In a flash, he is back in his human form, his divine aura now barely traceable though Slayer can sense it due to their close proximity. He would take a seat.
He makes sure to stay away from the graveyard, watching it from a distance as was requested from his friend, sitting outside of the Twilight temple, enjoying the mortal's presence around me.
They shake their head "No, sometimes though."
He smiles "Well done. Now you can take a moment to rest." He repairs the wall quickly and creates seats for each of them.
Occasionally, he would notice a one of the four floating dragon skulls patrolling around.
”Cool! Are you a god like your brother?”
Phantom nods, a bit exhausted from using so much energy. In a flash, he is back in his human form, his divine aura now barely traceable though Slayer can sense it due to their close proximity. He would take a seat.
He eventually stands up, making sure not to crush anyone underneath his form "I must continue my journey soon."
They shake their head again "No, I don't think so."
Slayer waves a hand, and a small plate of food appears next to Phantom "Eat, replenish yourself. An important part of training is rest."
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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.'
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
*Oop he vanished again, he will be back though. I'm sure.*
Suddenly someone is standing behind Sara, a wide smile on their face, a spinning revolver in one hand. He looks to Balatro and Sara, a familiar voice "Oh, are we having reunions now? Does anyone mind if I join in?" Happy Chaos walks into view.
Of course, Sarah is shocked- though maybe not for the reason one would expect. "You... you're alive? How?.. How could you go back on your word like that?" They summon Nadir to their hand. "I told you I'd kill you myself if you didn't!"
Happy grins and grabs Nadir. He then puts it to his chest and walks into it, pushing straight through "I told you I'd die, I am very much dead. I told you I'd figure out a way to annoy you from the grave." He tries to hug her but his arms go right through again.
Sarah moves back to dodge his attempted hug. "You and your trickery... I had a feeling that you'd find some loophole like this to keep pestering me, but I wasn't expecting this."
"Then you should have seen this coming sweets. Expect the unexpected with me." He says with a smile "Come on, you've known me as long as anyone else in this world."
They snarl something under their breath, already seeming irritated. "I've told you several times, do not call me that."
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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)
They snarl something under their breath, already seeming irritated. "I've told you several times, do not call me that."
He flips over in the air, like he's laying down on something, kicking his legs up "And you know how many times I've listened to that order sweets."
They sigh, already exhausted by his antics. "...Why are you here?"
He grins and looks at her, still upside down "I came to see my friend Balatro."
"I came to see Balatro as well, though I wouldn't quite call them a 'friend'. Say, have you heard of or seen a Will calling themselves 'God Butcher'?"
"Of course I would know the god Butcher, who do you think killed me?" He says cackling madly "I'm trapped in his domain right now!"
"I see... so it would seem the three of us share a common enemy. They destroyed what would have become a city of my design, and cursed its foundation to prevent any future work there. All because some mortals were in the way."
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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)
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"Well then, I might give you your lab privileges back. It's not like it stopped you anyway."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He shrugs and laughs "It's better to ask forgiveness than permission as they say." He jumps off their shoulder "I'll get to that then."
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.)
Soubera has invented shotguns.
Tizhorram is eating ships with glee.
Balatro is back at the colosseum, brooding over Szeruachz’s words.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
There is a storm cloud on the horizon that doesn't seem to be moving and closer or further away, and from it teleports the Snow Angel, who notices Balatro and moves over to them.
"Balatro! Long time, no see. How have you been?" They seem uncharacteristically friendly in comparison to their usual demeanor.
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)
*Oop he vanished again, he will be back though. I'm sure.*
Suddenly someone is standing behind Sara, a wide smile on their face, a spinning revolver in one hand. He looks to Balatro and Sara, a familiar voice "Oh, are we having reunions now? Does anyone mind if I join in?" Happy Chaos walks into view.
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, Sarah is shocked- though maybe not for the reason one would expect. "You... you're alive? How?.. How could you go back on your word like that?" They summon Nadir to their hand. "I told you I'd kill you myself if you didn't!"
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 grins and grabs Nadir. He then puts it to his chest and walks into it, pushing straight through "I told you I'd die, I am very much dead. I told you I'd figure out a way to annoy you from the grave." He tries to hug her but his arms go right through again.
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.)
They would soon reach the center of the Kingdom, where a large Twilight Temple stands tall. Close by it is the scared dragon graveyard, where the remains of the Three Dragon Wills rest. The place radiates with great power, and many skeletons of smaller dragons also rest in the shadows of these dead gods.
”Do you live here in this place?”
“Alright…” he says as he concentrates, putting both hands together as the energy grows larger and larger. As the energy seems to reach its peak, he unleashes a massive beam of ecto energy that blows a hole through the wall.
Sarah moves back to dodge his attempted hug. "You and your trickery... I had a feeling that you'd find some loophole like this to keep pestering me, but I wasn't expecting this."
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)
"Then you should have seen this coming sweets. Expect the unexpected with me." He says with a smile "Come on, you've known me as long as anyone else in this world."
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.)
He makes sure to stay away from the graveyard, watching it from a distance as was requested from his friend, sitting outside of the Twilight temple, enjoying the mortal's presence around me.
They shake their head "No, sometimes though."
He smiles "Well done. Now you can take a moment to rest." He repairs the wall quickly and creates seats for each of them.
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.)
Occasionally, he would notice a one of the four floating dragon skulls patrolling around.
”Cool! Are you a god like your brother?”
Phantom nods, a bit exhausted from using so much energy. In a flash, he is back in his human form, his divine aura now barely traceable though Slayer can sense it due to their close proximity. He would take a seat.
He eventually stands up, making sure not to crush anyone underneath his form "I must continue my journey soon."
They shake their head again "No, I don't think so."
Slayer waves a hand, and a small plate of food appears next to Phantom "Eat, replenish yourself. An important part of training is rest."
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.)
They snarl something under their breath, already seeming irritated. "I've told you several times, do not call me that."
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 flips over in the air, like he's laying down on something, kicking his legs up "And you know how many times I've listened to that order sweets."
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.)
They sigh, already exhausted by his antics. "...Why are you here?"
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 grins and looks at her, still upside down "I came to see my friend Balatro."
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.)
"I came to see Balatro as well, though I wouldn't quite call them a 'friend'. Say, have you heard of or seen a Will calling themselves 'God Butcher'?"
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 would know the god Butcher, who do you think killed me?" He says cackling madly "I'm trapped in his domain right now!"
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.)
"I see... so it would seem the three of us share a common enemy. They destroyed what would have become a city of my design, and cursed its foundation to prevent any future work there. All because some mortals were in the way."
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)