"Oh yeah! I designed this next one to be more efficient while moving." He reaches into his bag and begins to pull out parts. "But you're the mechanical genius here, so I'm not sure if I did well or not. Regardless, it would be easy to make improvements with your help!"
Tinker's Tools: 14
"Well, it's a very clever design already. Then again, you're a very clever person- I wouldn't expect any less." Helianth helps them assemble the device, handing him parts and tools as he needs them and sorting out some of the wiring.
"I'm clever, but all my book-learning relates to cooking, hospitality, and more recently, the arcane. This is still weird to me."
The machine is finished relatively quickly. It's small, sturdy, and pretty efficient. It's already condensing sunlight while in Helianth's shadow.
"I'm no savant in machinery either. My knowledge is largely about magic and artifice, though I've just begun dabbling in the culinary arts as well. Knowledge is an odd thing indeed."
Once the machine is finished, it is visibly happy, laughing its same booming laugh that for the briefest moment makes the sun's light shrink back in fear. "Oh, it's wonderful! And so quick to make as well!"
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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)
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 clever, but all my book-learning relates to cooking, hospitality, and more recently, the arcane. This is still weird to me."
The machine is finished relatively quickly. It's small, sturdy, and pretty efficient. It's already condensing sunlight while in Helianth's shadow.
"I'm no savant in machinery either. My knowledge is largely about magic and artifice, though I've just begun dabbling in the culinary arts as well. Knowledge is an odd thing indeed."
Once the machine is finished, it is visibly happy, laughing its same booming laugh that for the briefest moment makes the sun's light shrink back in fear. "Oh, it's wonderful! And so quick to make as well!"
"It's only a trickle now, but once we start moving closer to light speed, it should build up very quickly! I was thinking we put a bunch of these on the ship, so we can stockpile much fuel and still have enough to burn in the engines and feed ourselves!"
"I'm clever, but all my book-learning relates to cooking, hospitality, and more recently, the arcane. This is still weird to me."
The machine is finished relatively quickly. It's small, sturdy, and pretty efficient. It's already condensing sunlight while in Helianth's shadow.
"I'm no savant in machinery either. My knowledge is largely about magic and artifice, though I've just begun dabbling in the culinary arts as well. Knowledge is an odd thing indeed."
Once the machine is finished, it is visibly happy, laughing its same booming laugh that for the briefest moment makes the sun's light shrink back in fear. "Oh, it's wonderful! And so quick to make as well!"
"It's only a trickle now, but once we start moving closer to light speed, it should build up very quickly! I was thinking we put a bunch of these on the ship, so we can stockpile much fuel and still have enough to burn in the engines and feed ourselves!"
"Ah, good idea! We'll need lots of containers to store the collected light within... or perhaps one giant tank that they all flow into. They can collect light as we travel, so perhaps we can directly connect the main storage tank to the engine..." It begins to pace around a bit as it thinks.
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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)
"It's only a trickle now, but once we start moving closer to light speed, it should build up very quickly! I was thinking we put a bunch of these on the ship, so we can stockpile much fuel and still have enough to burn in the engines and feed ourselves!"
"Ah, good idea! We'll need lots of containers to store the collected light within... or perhaps one giant tank that they all flow into. They can collect light as we travel, so perhaps we can directly connect the main storage tank to the engine..." It begins to pace around a bit as it thinks.
"That's what I was thinking! You have a good eye... er, light receptors."
"It's only a trickle now, but once we start moving closer to light speed, it should build up very quickly! I was thinking we put a bunch of these on the ship, so we can stockpile much fuel and still have enough to burn in the engines and feed ourselves!"
"Ah, good idea! We'll need lots of containers to store the collected light within... or perhaps one giant tank that they all flow into. They can collect light as we travel, so perhaps we can directly connect the main storage tank to the engine..." It begins to pace around a bit as it thinks.
"That's what I was thinking! You have a good eye... er, light receptors."
It chuckles a bit. "Why, thank you." They delicately lift up the small contraption, holding it to the light. "There's also the chance we could take a little bit of the light it collects and trade it with someone for their aid- maybe a smith or an alchemist. It'd be nice to not have to make the engine ourselves."
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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)
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)
"That's what I was thinking! You have a good eye... er, light receptors."
It chuckles a bit. "Why, thank you." They delicately lift up the small contraption, holding it to the light. "There's also the chance we could take a little bit of the light it collects and trade it with someone for their aid- maybe a smith or an alchemist. It'd be nice to not have to make the engine ourselves."
"That's a good idea. Maybe a vampire hunter's guild. They always have master smiths for their traps and weapons, and they always have a need for sunlight."
"That's what I was thinking! You have a good eye... er, light receptors."
It chuckles a bit. "Why, thank you." They delicately lift up the small contraption, holding it to the light. "There's also the chance we could take a little bit of the light it collects and trade it with someone for their aid- maybe a smith or an alchemist. It'd be nice to not have to make the engine ourselves."
"That's a good idea. Maybe a vampire hunter's guild. They always have master smiths for their traps and weapons, and they always have a need for sunlight."
"That's perfect! Though... is there one here? I suppose we could consult the Librarian again to know for sure, but that's a bit of a trek and I don't know how willing they'd be to help me after... well, never mind 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)
Felicity seems a bit taller and a bit more put together than last time. She's tied her hair back with a faded ribbon and now wears a thick pair of gloves, along with a sewing kit tucked into her belt. After all, The Grim has charged her with taking care of the graveyard's souls and the wandering dead while he's away.
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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)
"That's a good idea. Maybe a vampire hunter's guild. They always have master smiths for their traps and weapons, and they always have a need for sunlight."
"That's perfect! Though... is there one here? I suppose we could consult the Librarian again to know for sure, but that's a bit of a trek and I don't know how willing they'd be to help me after... well, never mind that."
"Did you make the librarian angry? I heard he gets pretty dangerous when he's mad."
"That's a good idea. Maybe a vampire hunter's guild. They always have master smiths for their traps and weapons, and they always have a need for sunlight."
"That's perfect! Though... is there one here? I suppose we could consult the Librarian again to know for sure, but that's a bit of a trek and I don't know how willing they'd be to help me after... well, never mind that."
"Did you make the librarian angry? I heard he gets pretty dangerous when he's mad."
"Not directly, though I do think they caught on to us having eaten the Frenzied Flame." A few of their flower heads turn skyward- mostly to absorb light, but also to see if they spot anything.
A small songbird is fluttering across the sky, but besides that, it is a clear sunny day.
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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)
Felicity seems a bit taller and a bit more put together than last time. She's tied her hair back with a faded ribbon and now wears a thick pair of gloves, along with a sewing kit tucked into her belt. After all, The Grim has charged her with taking care of the graveyard's souls and the wandering dead while he's away.
Felix walks over to her. "Hey, you know if there are any vampire hunters nearby? There's gotta be some inquisitors or something, but they're real sneaky."
Felicity seems a bit taller and a bit more put together than last time. She's tied her hair back with a faded ribbon and now wears a thick pair of gloves, along with a sewing kit tucked into her belt. After all, The Grim has charged her with taking care of the graveyard's souls and the wandering dead while he's away.
Felix walks over to her. "Hey, you know if there are any vampire hunters nearby? There's gotta be some inquisitors or something, but they're real sneaky."
"I'm not sure. Most of the dead that live here are ghosts. I'm the one exception"
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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)
Felix walks over to her. "Hey, you know if there are any vampire hunters nearby? There's gotta be some inquisitors or something, but they're real sneaky."
"I'm not sure. Most of the dead that live here are ghosts. I'm the one exception"
"Oh. Well, surely they've come here once or twice just to be sure." He sits down and begins to cook something on his camp stove.
"Did you make the librarian angry? I heard he gets pretty dangerous when he's mad."
"Not directly, though I do think they caught on to us having eaten the Frenzied Flame." A few of their flower heads turn skyward- mostly to absorb light, but also to see if they spot anything.
A small songbird is fluttering across the sky, but besides that, it is a clear sunny day.
"I see. That might not be good. Maybe I should see him instead since I ate less of it."
Felix walks over to her. "Hey, you know if there are any vampire hunters nearby? There's gotta be some inquisitors or something, but they're real sneaky."
"I'm not sure. Most of the dead that live here are ghosts. I'm the one exception"
"Oh. Well, surely they've come here once or twice just to be sure." He sits down and begins to cook something on his camp stove.
"Careful. Some of the spirits aren't fond of fire"
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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)
"Oh. Well, surely they've come here once or twice just to be sure." He sits down and begins to cook something on his camp stove.
"Careful. Some of the spirits aren't fond of fire"
"I'm just heating up an offering." He turns the stove off and places the bowl of chili in the middle of the yard with a bottle of tequila and an empty photo frame.
"Oh. Well, surely they've come here once or twice just to be sure." He sits down and begins to cook something on his camp stove.
"Careful. Some of the spirits aren't fond of fire"
"I'm just heating up an offering." He turns the stove off and places the bowl of chili in the middle of the yard with a bottle of tequila and an empty photo frame.
"A family member?"
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"I'm no savant in machinery either. My knowledge is largely about magic and artifice, though I've just begun dabbling in the culinary arts as well. Knowledge is an odd thing indeed."
Once the machine is finished, it is visibly happy, laughing its same booming laugh that for the briefest moment makes the sun's light shrink back in fear. "Oh, it's wonderful! And so quick to make 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)
*anyone 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)
"It's only a trickle now, but once we start moving closer to light speed, it should build up very quickly! I was thinking we put a bunch of these on the ship, so we can stockpile much fuel and still have enough to burn in the engines and feed ourselves!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Ah, good idea! We'll need lots of containers to store the collected light within... or perhaps one giant tank that they all flow into. They can collect light as we travel, so perhaps we can directly connect the main storage tank to the engine..." It begins to pace around a bit as it thinks.
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)
"That's what I was thinking! You have a good eye... er, light receptors."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
It chuckles a bit. "Why, thank you." They delicately lift up the small contraption, holding it to the light. "There's also the chance we could take a little bit of the light it collects and trade it with someone for their aid- maybe a smith or an alchemist. It'd be nice to not have to make the engine ourselves."
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)
*anyone open to rp win me>*
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)
"That's a good idea. Maybe a vampire hunter's guild. They always have master smiths for their traps and weapons, and they always have a need for sunlight."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That's perfect! Though... is there one here? I suppose we could consult the Librarian again to know for sure, but that's a bit of a trek and I don't know how willing they'd be to help me after... well, never mind 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)
Felix is harvesting mushrooms in the graveyard.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Felicity seems a bit taller and a bit more put together than last time. She's tied her hair back with a faded ribbon and now wears a thick pair of gloves, along with a sewing kit tucked into her belt. After all, The Grim has charged her with taking care of the graveyard's souls and the wandering dead while he's away.
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)
"Did you make the librarian angry? I heard he gets pretty dangerous when he's mad."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Not directly, though I do think they caught on to us having eaten the Frenzied Flame." A few of their flower heads turn skyward- mostly to absorb light, but also to see if they spot anything.
A small songbird is fluttering across the sky, but besides that, it is a clear sunny day.
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)
Felix walks over to her. "Hey, you know if there are any vampire hunters nearby? There's gotta be some inquisitors or something, but they're real sneaky."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'm not sure. Most of the dead that live here are ghosts. I'm the one exception"
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)
"Oh. Well, surely they've come here once or twice just to be sure." He sits down and begins to cook something on his camp stove.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I see. That might not be good. Maybe I should see him instead since I ate less of it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Careful. Some of the spirits aren't fond of fire"
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 just heating up an offering." He turns the stove off and places the bowl of chili in the middle of the yard with a bottle of tequila and an empty photo frame.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"A family member?"
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)