*Good morning. Quick recap for everyone. The Doors didn't close for the night, Grievers are currently attacking.*
*OK*
Finn is coming back from his usual rounds, and he sees a griever halve a kid. "ALIX!!!" He yells. "I TOLD YOU TO CLOSE THE DOORS!!"
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
(Lumina dashes over, a new anger for the beasts, and cleaves one of the other legs off in one swing, but breaking her axe in the process)
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
(Lumina dashes back to the homestead and grabs another weapon, but listens to Alix and stays)
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
Ius, mortified by the beast in front of her, freezes: She's not sure what to do that won't get her and the others killed. It wouldn't be fair of her to run off alone, and she'd rather die than make something unfair for others.
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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)
Arthur rushes out of the Kitchen, his Usually jet black hair now with streaks of Blood on it. He holds a large Make-shift spear in one hand as he rushes toward Where the others are.
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Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
Ius, mortified by the beast in front of her, freezes: She's not sure what to do that won't get her and the others killed. It wouldn't be fair of her to run off alone, and she'd rather die than make something unfair for others.
"Dont....move.." Nick murmurs
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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.
Arthur rushes out of the Kitchen, his Usually jet black hair now with streaks of Blood on it. He holds a large Make-shift spear in one hand as he rushes toward Where the others are.
Alix is fighting a Griever.
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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.
Ius, mortified by the beast in front of her, freezes: She's not sure what to do that won't get her and the others killed. It wouldn't be fair of her to run off alone, and she'd rather die than make something unfair for others.
"Dont....move.." Nick murmurs
Ius doesn't dare move to even nod in acknowledgement, but glances over at Nick, hoping that will get the point across.
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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)
Ius, mortified by the beast in front of her, freezes: She's not sure what to do that won't get her and the others killed. It wouldn't be fair of her to run off alone, and she'd rather die than make something unfair for others.
"Dont....move.." Nick murmurs
Ius doesn't dare move to even nod in acknowledgement, but glances over at Nick, hoping that will get the point across.
Nick shifts his grip on his spear as the Griever slowly walks forward.
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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.
Ius, mortified by the beast in front of her, freezes: She's not sure what to do that won't get her and the others killed. It wouldn't be fair of her to run off alone, and she'd rather die than make something unfair for others.
"Dont....move.." Nick murmurs
Ius doesn't dare move to even nod in acknowledgement, but glances over at Nick, hoping that will get the point across.
Nick shifts his grip on his spear as the Griever slowly walks forward.
Ius begins holding her breath, fearful that even that may give her position away.
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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)
Ius, mortified by the beast in front of her, freezes: She's not sure what to do that won't get her and the others killed. It wouldn't be fair of her to run off alone, and she'd rather die than make something unfair for others.
"Dont....move.." Nick murmurs
Ius doesn't dare move to even nod in acknowledgement, but glances over at Nick, hoping that will get the point across.
Nick shifts his grip on his spear as the Griever slowly walks forward.
Ius begins holding her breath, fearful that even that may give her position away.
The Griever howls and then charges Nick who swings his spear upwards, slicing the Griever.
Ius, panicking and not sure what to do, picks up a rock or a sharp stick *if there is one within reach* and throws it at the beast, hoping to distract it from Nick and allow him time to escape.
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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)
Ius, panicking and not sure what to do, picks up a rock or a sharp stick *if there is one within reach* and throws it at the beast, hoping to distract it from Nick and allow him time to escape.
The rock bounces off the creature who turns to Ius and roars, charging them
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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.
Ius, panicking and not sure what to do, picks up a rock or a sharp stick *if there is one within reach* and throws it at the beast, hoping to distract it from Nick and allow him time to escape.
The rock bounces off the creature who turns to Ius and roars, charging them
Ius turns to Nick and Liam. "Get to the Homestead! Quickly!" She then runs as fast as possible from the beast in the opposite direction, further into the forest and towards the graveyard.
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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)
Ius, panicking and not sure what to do, picks up a rock or a sharp stick *if there is one within reach* and throws it at the beast, hoping to distract it from Nick and allow him time to escape.
The rock bounces off the creature who turns to Ius and roars, charging them
Ius turns to Nick and Liam. "Get to the Homestead! Quickly!" She then runs as fast as possible from the beast in the opposite direction, further into the forest and towards the graveyard.
"Ius!" Nick shouts as the Griever follows her
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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.
Ius, panicking and not sure what to do, picks up a rock or a sharp stick *if there is one within reach* and throws it at the beast, hoping to distract it from Nick and allow him time to escape.
The rock bounces off the creature who turns to Ius and roars, charging them
Ius turns to Nick and Liam. "Get to the Homestead! Quickly!" She then runs as fast as possible from the beast in the opposite direction, further into the forest and towards the graveyard.
"Ius!" Nick shouts as the Griever follows her
Ius continues running for the graves, keeping her eye out for anything she can defend herself with. *Are there any tools left laying around here, like a shovel?*
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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)
Ius, panicking and not sure what to do, picks up a rock or a sharp stick *if there is one within reach* and throws it at the beast, hoping to distract it from Nick and allow him time to escape.
The rock bounces off the creature who turns to Ius and roars, charging them
Ius turns to Nick and Liam. "Get to the Homestead! Quickly!" She then runs as fast as possible from the beast in the opposite direction, further into the forest and towards the graveyard.
"Ius!" Nick shouts as the Griever follows her
Ius continues running for the graves, keeping her eye out for anything she can defend herself with. *Are there any tools left laying around here, like a shovel?*
*There is a shovel*
The griever howls as it continues to give chase
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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.
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The Griever finishes off the kid as Alix takes a huge swing at the monster, cutting off one of its legs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*OK*
Finn is coming back from his usual rounds, and he sees a griever halve a kid. "ALIX!!!" He yells. "I TOLD YOU TO CLOSE THE DOORS!!"
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
(Lumina dashes over, a new anger for the beasts, and cleaves one of the other legs off in one swing, but breaking her axe in the process)
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
"THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO CLOSE ON THEIR OWN SLINTHEAD!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"GO! GET BACK TO THE HOMESTEAD!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Lumina dashes back to the homestead and grabs another weapon, but listens to Alix and stays)
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
*Good morning, everyone!*
Ius, mortified by the beast in front of her, freezes: She's not sure what to do that won't get her and the others killed. It wouldn't be fair of her to run off alone, and she'd rather die than make something unfair for others.
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)
Arthur rushes out of the Kitchen, his Usually jet black hair now with streaks of Blood on it. He holds a large Make-shift spear in one hand as he rushes toward Where the others are.
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
"Dont....move.." Nick murmurs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Alix is fighting a Griever.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ius doesn't dare move to even nod in acknowledgement, but glances over at Nick, hoping that will get the point across.
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)
Nick shifts his grip on his spear as the Griever slowly walks forward.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ius begins holding her breath, fearful that even that may give her position away.
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 Griever howls and then charges Nick who swings his spear upwards, slicing the Griever.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ius, panicking and not sure what to do, picks up a rock or a sharp stick *if there is one within reach* and throws it at the beast, hoping to distract it from Nick and allow him time to escape.
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 rock bounces off the creature who turns to Ius and roars, charging them
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ius turns to Nick and Liam. "Get to the Homestead! Quickly!" She then runs as fast as possible from the beast in the opposite direction, further into the forest and towards the graveyard.
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)
"Ius!" Nick shouts as the Griever follows her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ius continues running for the graves, keeping her eye out for anything she can defend herself with. *Are there any tools left laying around here, like a shovel?*
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)
*There is a shovel*
The griever howls as it continues to give chase
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.