*I'm doing good! Very glad to see you again! I'm having some trouble with this new character already. I realized that I haven't fully fleshed out what he actually... does, you know?*
He looks over, then shields his eyes from the light. "Whoever you are, identify yourself! You are in the presence of the glorious Doctor Edgar Slopnik!"
*I'm glad to hear you're doing well- it's great to see you again too! I can totally relate to that struggle- character motivations is a tricky thing to get right. I hope you find something you like that fits him!*
The ship glides a bit closer, and as the glare of the light gets somewhat less severe, the doctor can see what looks like some horrific mixture of sunflower and angel looking back at him with nine flower heads burning with golden fire. "I am Helianth, a traveling connoisseur and visionary. What brings you and that building you just placed to this land?" The death angle seems more curious than anything else.
*I know it's a typo, but Death Angle sounds like an eldritch equation of unfathomable power*
He peers at the inhuman entity, trying to parse what it is. "Oh, a connoisseur and visionary, eh?" He laughs, but not in a derisive way. More like he's genuinely having fun...? "Wait 'till you see this!" He presses a button on his console, and sleek automatons with buzzsaws, metal claws, and nets for hands and baskets on their backs begin driving out of the diner on treads before lining up side to side.
"I have come to expand my empire to these lands, something many a genius has tried and failed to do! Those before me had one fatal flaw: they weren't me!"
*That actually would be a cool premise for a campaign MacGuffin- written formulas by a powerful mage that have untold power when actually tested.*
The aberration looks down at the swarm of silicon and steel that marches out of the building, seeming both impressed and amused. "You certainly aim high- though it looks like you've come prepared. Your creations look most impressive- I especially like how orderly they are." It looks back up at him, its curiosity only growing. "Though as it turns out, I'm here for a similar reason- making a paradise of this rotting land. Now, I'm not keen on ruffling any more feathers than I already have, so how about we talk some business? You know, make sure everyone's happy."
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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)
*September is fall, right? Or is it summer? I'm pretty sure it's fall. I wanted to check this out, as I wanna diversify myself and get into more taverns! I don't have a character yet, but I do have an idea growing in my mind.*
*Good luck with your evil plans, son!*
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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.
The claw starts dragging it in. "I must get your measure, strange thing! What is your power source?"
it screams again, struggling against the bars
*I don't actually know where to go from here. His plan now is to basically lock it in a tube where it will be scanned to find out as much data on it as possible, followed by either releasing it or keeping it for further study, depending on the results.*
*that clacking sound is Morse code, and it could escape*
*I'm sure he would know Morse, and I think that would be best. The bars are just cast iron.*
the creature moves, causing its various bones to clack together, spelling out "free me"
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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!!!!!!
*September is fall, right? Or is it summer? I'm pretty sure it's fall. I wanted to check this out, as I wanna diversify myself and get into more taverns! I don't have a character yet, but I do have an idea growing in my mind.*
*Good luck with your evil plans, son!*
*Why thank you!*
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
*September is fall, right? Or is it summer? I'm pretty sure it's fall. I wanted to check this out, as I wanna diversify myself and get into more taverns! I don't have a character yet, but I do have an idea growing in my mind.*
*Good luck with your evil plans, son!*
*Why thank you!*
*drink a lot of pumpkin spice, you'll get plenty ideas*
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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!!!!!!
*I know it's a typo, but Death Angle sounds like an eldritch equation of unfathomable power*
He peers at the inhuman entity, trying to parse what it is. "Oh, a connoisseur and visionary, eh?" He laughs, but not in a derisive way. More like he's genuinely having fun...? "Wait 'till you see this!" He presses a button on his console, and sleek automatons with buzzsaws, metal claws, and nets for hands and baskets on their backs begin driving out of the diner on treads before lining up side to side.
"I have come to expand my empire to these lands, something many a genius has tried and failed to do! Those before me had one fatal flaw: they weren't me!"
*That actually would be a cool premise for a campaign MacGuffin- written formulas by a powerful mage that have untold power when actually tested.*
The aberration looks down at the swarm of silicon and steel that marches out of the building, seeming both impressed and amused. "You certainly aim high- though it looks like you've come prepared. Your creations look most impressive- I especially like how orderly they are." It looks back up at him, its curiosity only growing. "Though as it turns out, I'm here for a similar reason- making a paradise of this rotting land. Now, I'm not keen on ruffling any more feathers than I already have, so how about we talk some business? You know, make sure everyone's happy."
"A paradise, huh? That sounds rather nice, actually. However, I happened to grow up in a 'paradise.' I've found they usually only benefit a small group of people, and that group never includes me." He folds his hands over each other, making his position even more awkward. "So yes, I think some talk of villain plans is in order."
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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.
*That actually would be a cool premise for a campaign MacGuffin- written formulas by a powerful mage that have untold power when actually tested.*
The aberration looks down at the swarm of silicon and steel that marches out of the building, seeming both impressed and amused. "You certainly aim high- though it looks like you've come prepared. Your creations look most impressive- I especially like how orderly they are." It looks back up at him, its curiosity only growing. "Though as it turns out, I'm here for a similar reason- making a paradise of this rotting land. Now, I'm not keen on ruffling any more feathers than I already have, so how about we talk some business? You know, make sure everyone's happy."
"A paradise, huh? That sounds rather nice, actually. However, I happened to grow up in a 'paradise.' I've found they usually only benefit a small group of people, and that group never includes me." He folds his hands over each other, making his position even more awkward. "So yes, I think some talk of villain plans is in order."
"Excellent." Its roots pull a chair over from near itself as the burning behemoth sits down- which also looks somewhat awkward, considering its lower third is just brambles and veins. "So let's start with the basics. I shall allow you to be a part of our inner circle- the ones that will be managing everything here, which is currently myself and two others- and assist in the development of your empire, on a few conditions. Firstly, you lend your support to our endeavors as well- be it tactical, military, or other assistance- in setting the stage. Secondly, no attempting to harm or deliberately inconvenience anyone in the circle. Cooperation shall be crucial if we want to succeed- the deck is stacked against us all, and we need every advantage we can get. Do you find these terms agreeable?"
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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)
"A paradise, huh? That sounds rather nice, actually. However, I happened to grow up in a 'paradise.' I've found they usually only benefit a small group of people, and that group never includes me." He folds his hands over each other, making his position even more awkward. "So yes, I think some talk of villain plans is in order."
"Excellent." Its roots pull a chair over from near itself as the burning behemoth sits down- which also looks somewhat awkward, considering its lower third is just brambles and veins. "So let's start with the basics. I shall allow you to be a part of our inner circle- the ones that will be managing everything here, which is currently myself and two others- and assist in the development of your empire, on a few conditions. Firstly, you lend your support to our endeavors as well- be it tactical, military, or other assistance- in setting the stage. Secondly, no attempting to harm or deliberately inconvenience anyone in the circle. Cooperation shall be crucial if we want to succeed- the deck is stacked against us all, and we need every advantage we can get. Do you find these terms agreeable?"
He thinks for a moment. "First, I want an equal partnership. No 'second in command' garbage. Second, I expect support from the rest of the circle in kind. Third, keep me in the loop. The last person who left me behind to pursue world domination regretted forgoing my technological experrrrtise!" He trills his R and raises his hand toward the skies for seemingly no reason other than to be dramatic.
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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.
"A paradise, huh? That sounds rather nice, actually. However, I happened to grow up in a 'paradise.' I've found they usually only benefit a small group of people, and that group never includes me." He folds his hands over each other, making his position even more awkward. "So yes, I think some talk of villain plans is in order."
"Excellent." Its roots pull a chair over from near itself as the burning behemoth sits down- which also looks somewhat awkward, considering its lower third is just brambles and veins. "So let's start with the basics. I shall allow you to be a part of our inner circle- the ones that will be managing everything here, which is currently myself and two others- and assist in the development of your empire, on a few conditions. Firstly, you lend your support to our endeavors as well- be it tactical, military, or other assistance- in setting the stage. Secondly, no attempting to harm or deliberately inconvenience anyone in the circle. Cooperation shall be crucial if we want to succeed- the deck is stacked against us all, and we need every advantage we can get. Do you find these terms agreeable?"
He thinks for a moment. "First, I want an equal partnership. No 'second in command' garbage. Second, I expect support from the rest of the circle in kind. Third, keep me in the loop. The last person who left me behind to pursue world domination regretted forgoing my technological experrrrtise!" He trills his R and raises his hand toward the skies for seemingly no reason other than to be dramatic.
It thinks for a moment, comfortable with those last two terms but visibly less so with the first one. "...Very well, I find those terms agreeable. I'm sure your technological expertise will be a great addition to the team- we already had two mechanics, including myself, so a third is a welcome addition. I officially welcome you to... well, I don't believe we've thought of any name for our alliance. That can be solved later." It cranes its wretched body over the edge of the Starshredder's upper deck, its roots still clinging to the edge of the ship, offering a crooked hand to shake to the inventor.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He thinks for a moment. "First, I want an equal partnership. No 'second in command' garbage. Second, I expect support from the rest of the circle in kind. Third, keep me in the loop. The last person who left me behind to pursue world domination regretted forgoing my technological experrrrtise!" He trills his R and raises his hand toward the skies for seemingly no reason other than to be dramatic.
It thinks for a moment, comfortable with those last two terms but visibly less so with the first one. "...Very well, I find those terms agreeable. I'm sure your technological expertise will be a great addition to the team- we already had two mechanics, including myself, so a third is a welcome addition. I officially welcome you to... well, I don't believe we've thought of any name for our alliance. That can be solved later." It cranes its wretched body over the edge of the Starshredder's upper deck, its roots still clinging to the edge of the ship, offering a crooked hand to shake to the inventor.
He rubs his chin. "Now hold on... shouldn't I know more about your goals and methods before I join? I don't want to join a terrorist organization or anything like that. I have standards."
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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.
He thinks for a moment. "First, I want an equal partnership. No 'second in command' garbage. Second, I expect support from the rest of the circle in kind. Third, keep me in the loop. The last person who left me behind to pursue world domination regretted forgoing my technological experrrrtise!" He trills his R and raises his hand toward the skies for seemingly no reason other than to be dramatic.
It thinks for a moment, comfortable with those last two terms but visibly less so with the first one. "...Very well, I find those terms agreeable. I'm sure your technological expertise will be a great addition to the team- we already had two mechanics, including myself, so a third is a welcome addition. I officially welcome you to... well, I don't believe we've thought of any name for our alliance. That can be solved later." It cranes its wretched body over the edge of the Starshredder's upper deck, its roots still clinging to the edge of the ship, offering a crooked hand to shake to the inventor.
He rubs his chin. "Now hold on... shouldn't I know more about your goals and methods before I join? I don't want to join a terrorist organization or anything like that. I have standards."
"Ah, yes, I probably should have led with that. We seek to eliminate the powerful beings lording over this realm and create a paradise of eternal summertime. This land has been rotting for far too long, and I think it deserves a chance for new life to grow and thrive- and a real sun, while we're at it." It explains, having rehearsed this line of reasoning many times before. "Mainly, we seek to crush the Autumn Court and its King, clean up Ragnorra's attempts to spread, and depending on how negotiations go, the Ghoul Queen may be added to that list 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)
*First it's unleashing horrors on the realm, now it's assembling a rogue's gallery of villains... Helianth never ceases to be a menace.*
*Well, Typhon and Gardziel are only villains because they sided with Helianth in the first place. They're closer to Neutral Good most days.*
*I see, I see... then I don't imagine they'll be the most happy once the crooked flower tries to bring them into its atrocities. That could be fun to see...*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He rubs his chin. "Now hold on... shouldn't I know more about your goals and methods before I join? I don't want to join a terrorist organization or anything like that. I have standards."
"Ah, yes, I probably should have led with that. We seek to eliminate the powerful beings lording over this realm and create a paradise of eternal summertime. This land has been rotting for far too long, and I think it deserves a chance for new life to grow and thrive- and a real sun, while we're at it." It explains, having rehearsed this line of reasoning many times before. "Mainly, we seek to crush the Autumn Court and its King, clean up Ragnorra's attempts to spread, and depending on how negotiations go, the Ghoul Queen may be added to that list as well."
He rubs his temples, then begins tapping out something on a keyboard. "Has it occurred to you that having sweltering head year-round with no cooling period would be, how do we say, lethally stupid for all life-forms acclimated to this plane? In fact, most planes would begin to melt from that sort of thing. I know it's magic, but when I think of 'paradise' I don't think the surface of the planet Mercury ever showed up in the same sentence. And that's not even going into the whole issue with murdering the people who's power make up this plane's physical material."
Several books appear and fall onto the deck of the Starshredder in a flash of golden light. "Good gosh, read a book sometime. This is little more than an oversized Domain of Delight."
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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.
He rubs his chin. "Now hold on... shouldn't I know more about your goals and methods before I join? I don't want to join a terrorist organization or anything like that. I have standards."
"Ah, yes, I probably should have led with that. We seek to eliminate the powerful beings lording over this realm and create a paradise of eternal summertime. This land has been rotting for far too long, and I think it deserves a chance for new life to grow and thrive- and a real sun, while we're at it." It explains, having rehearsed this line of reasoning many times before. "Mainly, we seek to crush the Autumn Court and its King, clean up Ragnorra's attempts to spread, and depending on how negotiations go, the Ghoul Queen may be added to that list as well."
He rubs his temples, then begins tapping out something on a keyboard. "Has it occurred to you that having sweltering head year-round with no cooling period would be, how do we say, lethally stupid for all life-forms acclimated to this plane? In fact, most planes would begin to melt from that sort of thing. I know it's magic, but when I think of 'paradise' I don't think the surface of the planet Mercury ever showed up in the same sentence. And that's not even going into the whole issue with murdering the people who's power make up this plane's physical material."
Several books appear and fall onto the deck of the Starshredder in a flash of golden light. "Good gosh, read a book sometime. This is little more than an oversized Domain of Delight."
It seems surprised and slightly offended by his reaction, but metaphorically bites its metaphorical tongue and says nothing on the matter. "It has occurred to me, we've just yet to make a solution to that little issue. Protective shields around all the major settlements that keep the overwhelming heat at bay, perhaps... fah, I'll figure it out later. That's the far later stages of the plan, anyway. Plenty of time to make edits." It picks up one of the books, scanning through its pages for something it doesn't already know.
After glancing through the book, it looks back up at him. "Additionally, we were thinking we'd take that power keeping the plane together for ourselves. We want to improve the realm, not destroy it, after all. Ragnorra should be safe to take out regardless, though, as she's not from this plane and I doubt she could integrate herself into an entire realm that quickly."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He rubs his temples, then begins tapping out something on a keyboard. "Has it occurred to you that having sweltering head year-round with no cooling period would be, how do we say, lethally stupid for all life-forms acclimated to this plane? In fact, most planes would begin to melt from that sort of thing. I know it's magic, but when I think of 'paradise' I don't think the surface of the planet Mercury ever showed up in the same sentence. And that's not even going into the whole issue with murdering the people who's power make up this plane's physical material."
Several books appear and fall onto the deck of the Starshredder in a flash of golden light. "Good gosh, read a book sometime. This is little more than an oversized Domain of Delight."
It seems surprised and slightly offended by his reaction, but metaphorically bites its metaphorical tongue and says nothing on the matter. "It has occurred to me, we've just yet to make a solution to that little issue. Protective shields around all the major settlements that keep the overwhelming heat at bay, perhaps... fah, I'll figure it out later. That's the far later stages of the plan, anyway. Plenty of time to make edits." It picks up one of the books, scanning through its pages for something it doesn't already know.
After glancing through the book, it looks back up at him. "Additionally, we were thinking we'd take that power keeping the plane together for ourselves. We want to improve the realm, not destroy it, after all. Ragnorra should be safe to take out regardless, though, as she's not from this plane and I doubt she could integrate herself into an entire realm that quickly."
"What?" He moves his surreal vehicle incredibly close. "WHAT? You knew about these issues, and you thought up a BANDAID-SOLUTION? What is WRONG with you?" He grips his head and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. Your plan is terrible. Fundamentally flawed." He jabs a finger at Helianth. "I'll join you, but only because you're going to kill everyone and then yourself if no one has the nerve to say what needs to be said, which I assume is the case given that you are the most terrifying being I've ever seen."
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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.
He rubs his temples, then begins tapping out something on a keyboard. "Has it occurred to you that having sweltering head year-round with no cooling period would be, how do we say, lethally stupid for all life-forms acclimated to this plane? In fact, most planes would begin to melt from that sort of thing. I know it's magic, but when I think of 'paradise' I don't think the surface of the planet Mercury ever showed up in the same sentence. And that's not even going into the whole issue with murdering the people who's power make up this plane's physical material."
Several books appear and fall onto the deck of the Starshredder in a flash of golden light. "Good gosh, read a book sometime. This is little more than an oversized Domain of Delight."
It seems surprised and slightly offended by his reaction, but metaphorically bites its metaphorical tongue and says nothing on the matter. "It has occurred to me, we've just yet to make a solution to that little issue. Protective shields around all the major settlements that keep the overwhelming heat at bay, perhaps... fah, I'll figure it out later. That's the far later stages of the plan, anyway. Plenty of time to make edits." It picks up one of the books, scanning through its pages for something it doesn't already know.
After glancing through the book, it looks back up at him. "Additionally, we were thinking we'd take that power keeping the plane together for ourselves. We want to improve the realm, not destroy it, after all. Ragnorra should be safe to take out regardless, though, as she's not from this plane and I doubt she could integrate herself into an entire realm that quickly."
"What?" He moves his surreal vehicle incredibly close. "WHAT? You knew about these issues, and you thought up a BANDAID-SOLUTION? What is WRONG with you?" He grips his head and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. Your plan is terrible. Fundamentally flawed." He jabs a finger at Helianth. "I'll join you, but only because you're going to kill everyone and then yourself if no one has the nerve to say what needs to be said, which I assume is the case given that you are the most terrifying being I've ever seen."
It visibly recoils a bit at his shouting at first, definitely not used to someone having the nerve to speak to it like that as he predicted. A quiet anger boils up inside it, but it manages to quell that fairly quickly. "...Very well- glad to have you on the team. Admittedly, the plan is somewhat improvised and rushed, given the circumstances, but I'm sure we can iron out the issues as we go." It seems somewhat pleased that he agreed to cooperate, though the tension is palpable. "And to answer your question, a lot of things, but I haven't the time to address all of them. There is much more important business at the moment than listing my faults. Speaking of, if you'd like, I can show you what we've come up with so far once we land."
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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)
"What?" He moves his surreal vehicle incredibly close. "WHAT? You knew about these issues, and you thought up a BANDAID-SOLUTION? What is WRONG with you?" He grips his head and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. Your plan is terrible. Fundamentally flawed." He jabs a finger at Helianth. "I'll join you, but only because you're going to kill everyone and then yourself if no one has the nerve to say what needs to be said, which I assume is the case given that you are the most terrifying being I've ever seen."
It visibly recoils a bit at his shouting at first, definitely not used to someone having the nerve to speak to it like that as he predicted. A quiet anger boils up inside it, but it manages to quell that fairly quickly. "...Very well- glad to have you on the team. Admittedly, the plan is somewhat improvised and rushed, given the circumstances, but I'm sure we can iron out the issues as we go." It seems somewhat pleased that he agreed to cooperate, though the tension is palpable. "And to answer your question, a lot of things, but I haven't the time to address all of them. There is much more important business at the moment than listing my faults. Speaking of, if you'd like, I can show you what we've come up with so far once we land."
He shakes his head. "Correlating faults in a plan with personal faults is a recipe for despair and anger. When a plan fails, you have to be ready to start a new one based on what you've learned. I've seen you in a thousand different forms across my years mentoring dragons. Not literal dragons, but like, right-hand men in villainy. It's easy to think that you're perfect, and thus your plans are perfect, but even my plans fail more than they succeed. Sometimes there really is nothing wrong and they fail. But the goal of any plot is the point of it. You are looking for an end, and your means are whatever you want to be remembered for." He interlaces his gloved fingers and cracks his knuckles. "Make sure it's something you want to see modeled in others. As a villain, you are a role model, after all. You inspire people's future actions with every victory and failure. Right now, I see someone who doesn't care about the means or think about the ends. We'll need to workshop your plan a lot. You must be the luckiest monster in the world, with me finding you when I did."
*That actually would be a cool premise for a campaign MacGuffin- written formulas by a powerful mage that have untold power when actually tested.*
The aberration looks down at the swarm of silicon and steel that marches out of the building, seeming both impressed and amused. "You certainly aim high- though it looks like you've come prepared. Your creations look most impressive- I especially like how orderly they are." It looks back up at him, its curiosity only growing. "Though as it turns out, I'm here for a similar reason- making a paradise of this rotting land. Now, I'm not keen on ruffling any more feathers than I already have, so how about we talk some business? You know, make sure everyone's happy."
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)
*Good luck with your evil plans, son!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
the creature moves, causing its various bones to clack together, spelling out "free me"
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!!!!!!
*Why thank you!*
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
*drink a lot of pumpkin spice, you'll get plenty ideas*
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!!!!!!
"A paradise, huh? That sounds rather nice, actually. However, I happened to grow up in a 'paradise.' I've found they usually only benefit a small group of people, and that group never includes me." He folds his hands over each other, making his position even more awkward. "So yes, I think some talk of villain plans is in order."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh, so you're intelligent? Curious!" The claw lets it go. "But what are you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Excellent." Its roots pull a chair over from near itself as the burning behemoth sits down- which also looks somewhat awkward, considering its lower third is just brambles and veins.
"So let's start with the basics. I shall allow you to be a part of our inner circle- the ones that will be managing everything here, which is currently myself and two others- and assist in the development of your empire, on a few conditions. Firstly, you lend your support to our endeavors as well- be it tactical, military, or other assistance- in setting the stage. Secondly, no attempting to harm or deliberately inconvenience anyone in the circle. Cooperation shall be crucial if we want to succeed- the deck is stacked against us all, and we need every advantage we can get. Do you find these terms agreeable?"
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 thinks for a moment. "First, I want an equal partnership. No 'second in command' garbage. Second, I expect support from the rest of the circle in kind. Third, keep me in the loop. The last person who left me behind to pursue world domination regretted forgoing my technological experrrrtise!" He trills his R and raises his hand toward the skies for seemingly no reason other than to be dramatic.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It thinks for a moment, comfortable with those last two terms but visibly less so with the first one. "...Very well, I find those terms agreeable. I'm sure your technological expertise will be a great addition to the team- we already had two mechanics, including myself, so a third is a welcome addition. I officially welcome you to... well, I don't believe we've thought of any name for our alliance. That can be solved later." It cranes its wretched body over the edge of the Starshredder's upper deck, its roots still clinging to the edge of the ship, offering a crooked hand to shake to the inventor.
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)
*First it's unleashing horrors on the realm, now it's assembling a rogue's gallery of villains... Helianth never ceases to be a menace.*
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 rubs his chin. "Now hold on... shouldn't I know more about your goals and methods before I join? I don't want to join a terrorist organization or anything like that. I have standards."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Well, Typhon and Gardziel are only villains because they sided with Helianth in the first place. They're closer to Neutral Good most days.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Ah, yes, I probably should have led with that. We seek to eliminate the powerful beings lording over this realm and create a paradise of eternal summertime. This land has been rotting for far too long, and I think it deserves a chance for new life to grow and thrive- and a real sun, while we're at it." It explains, having rehearsed this line of reasoning many times before. "Mainly, we seek to crush the Autumn Court and its King, clean up Ragnorra's attempts to spread, and depending on how negotiations go, the Ghoul Queen may be added to that list 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)
*I see, I see... then I don't imagine they'll be the most happy once the crooked flower tries to bring them into its atrocities. That could be fun to see...*
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 rubs his temples, then begins tapping out something on a keyboard. "Has it occurred to you that having sweltering head year-round with no cooling period would be, how do we say, lethally stupid for all life-forms acclimated to this plane? In fact, most planes would begin to melt from that sort of thing. I know it's magic, but when I think of 'paradise' I don't think the surface of the planet Mercury ever showed up in the same sentence. And that's not even going into the whole issue with murdering the people who's power make up this plane's physical material."
Several books appear and fall onto the deck of the Starshredder in a flash of golden light. "Good gosh, read a book sometime. This is little more than an oversized Domain of Delight."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It seems surprised and slightly offended by his reaction, but metaphorically bites its metaphorical tongue and says nothing on the matter. "It has occurred to me, we've just yet to make a solution to that little issue. Protective shields around all the major settlements that keep the overwhelming heat at bay, perhaps... fah, I'll figure it out later. That's the far later stages of the plan, anyway. Plenty of time to make edits." It picks up one of the books, scanning through its pages for something it doesn't already know.
After glancing through the book, it looks back up at him. "Additionally, we were thinking we'd take that power keeping the plane together for ourselves. We want to improve the realm, not destroy it, after all. Ragnorra should be safe to take out regardless, though, as she's not from this plane and I doubt she could integrate herself into an entire realm that quickly."
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)
"What?" He moves his surreal vehicle incredibly close. "WHAT? You knew about these issues, and you thought up a BANDAID-SOLUTION? What is WRONG with you?" He grips his head and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. Your plan is terrible. Fundamentally flawed." He jabs a finger at Helianth. "I'll join you, but only because you're going to kill everyone and then yourself if no one has the nerve to say what needs to be said, which I assume is the case given that you are the most terrifying being I've ever seen."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It visibly recoils a bit at his shouting at first, definitely not used to someone having the nerve to speak to it like that as he predicted. A quiet anger boils up inside it, but it manages to quell that fairly quickly. "...Very well- glad to have you on the team. Admittedly, the plan is somewhat improvised and rushed, given the circumstances, but I'm sure we can iron out the issues as we go." It seems somewhat pleased that he agreed to cooperate, though the tension is palpable. "And to answer your question, a lot of things, but I haven't the time to address all of them. There is much more important business at the moment than listing my faults. Speaking of, if you'd like, I can show you what we've come up with so far once we land."
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 shakes his head. "Correlating faults in a plan with personal faults is a recipe for despair and anger. When a plan fails, you have to be ready to start a new one based on what you've learned. I've seen you in a thousand different forms across my years mentoring dragons. Not literal dragons, but like, right-hand men in villainy. It's easy to think that you're perfect, and thus your plans are perfect, but even my plans fail more than they succeed. Sometimes there really is nothing wrong and they fail. But the goal of any plot is the point of it. You are looking for an end, and your means are whatever you want to be remembered for." He interlaces his gloved fingers and cracks his knuckles.
"Make sure it's something you want to see modeled in others. As a villain, you are a role model, after all. You inspire people's future actions with every victory and failure. Right now, I see someone who doesn't care about the means or think about the ends. We'll need to workshop your plan a lot. You must be the luckiest monster in the world, with me finding you when I did."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.