*Thinks about spooky character to make for Halloween*
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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%.
Helianth is back to absorbing light through the cracked windows of the Spelljammer's helm, contemplating things.
Felix is trying out a new song just outside, but his heart isn't in it.
The crooked flower creeps through the cracks in the window to see Felix, more concerned with his well-being than its own. "How's your project coming along?"
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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)
Felix is trying out a new song just outside, but his heart isn't in it.
The crooked flower creeps through the cracks in the window to see Felix, more concerned with his well-being than its own. "How's your project coming along?"
"It's... okay. I still can't think of how we're going to get to a star, so I'm trying to focus on things I can think about. So I'm writing a song to my hometown."
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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.
Felix is trying out a new song just outside, but his heart isn't in it.
The crooked flower creeps through the cracks in the window to see Felix, more concerned with his well-being than its own. "How's your project coming along?"
"It's... okay. I still can't think of how we're going to get to a star, so I'm trying to focus on things I can think about. So I'm writing a song to my hometown."
"It sounds lovely so far." It clambers back down the side of the ship, shambling over to him. "We don't have to have everything figured out this very moment. We have time."
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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... okay. I still can't think of how we're going to get to a star, so I'm trying to focus on things I can think about. So I'm writing a song to my hometown."
"It sounds lovely so far." It clambers back down the side of the ship, shambling over to him. "We don't have to have everything figured out this very moment. We have time."
He looks up at Helianth and takes one of its roots in his paw, holding hands in a sense. He watches the fake sun set.
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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.
"It's... okay. I still can't think of how we're going to get to a star, so I'm trying to focus on things I can think about. So I'm writing a song to my hometown."
"It sounds lovely so far." It clambers back down the side of the ship, shambling over to him. "We don't have to have everything figured out this very moment. We have time."
He looks up at Helianth and takes one of its roots in his paw, holding hands in a sense. He watches the fake sun set.
Helianth curls the root gently around Felix's paw, turning its nine heads to watch the artificial star as well.
"I don't blame you for any of this, you know. After all, how could I? You didn't know, same as I. I truly do hope you don't blame yourself."
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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 looks up at Helianth and takes one of its roots in his paw, holding hands in a sense. He watches the fake sun set.
Helianth curls the root gently around Felix's paw, turning its nine heads to watch the artificial star as well.
"I don't blame you for any of this, you know. After all, how could I? You didn't know, same as I. I truly do hope you don't blame yourself."
"I... I trust you. I'm just sad that I let you down so hard. I know how bad that can feel, and you seemed to be hit really hard by it."
"You weren't the one who let me down- you just told me the bad news I was bound to hear later. Don't shoot the messenger, as they say. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disheartened... but I'll be fine." The first part seems genuine, but it seems like they're downplaying how they're actually feeling- or at least attempting to.
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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... I trust you. I'm just sad that I let you down so hard. I know how bad that can feel, and you seemed to be hit really hard by it."
"You weren't the one who let me down- you just told me the bad news I was bound to hear later. Don't shoot the messenger, as they say. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disheartened... but I'll be fine." The first part seems genuine, but it seems like they're downplaying how they're actually feeling- or at least attempting to.
"You need to be honest. Not just with me, but yourself. It's the only way to feel better. I know, I've tried every other one."
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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... I trust you. I'm just sad that I let you down so hard. I know how bad that can feel, and you seemed to be hit really hard by it."
"You weren't the one who let me down- you just told me the bad news I was bound to hear later. Don't shoot the messenger, as they say. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disheartened... but I'll be fine." The first part seems genuine, but it seems like they're downplaying how they're actually feeling- or at least attempting to.
"You need to be honest. Not just with me, but yourself. It's the only way to feel better. I know, I've tried every other one."
Helianth is silent for a while.
"...I don't know if I'm fine. The one thing that has been motivating me ever since my creation is now out of my reach, possibly with no chance of obtaining it, and I feel... well, I feel directionless. I don't know if I can do anything else, but going as I have been doesn't seem like a viable option. I'm scared I'll just starve and wither 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)
"You need to be honest. Not just with me, but yourself. It's the only way to feel better. I know, I've tried every other one."
Helianth is silent for a while.
"...I don't know if I'm fine. The one thing that has been motivating me ever since my creation is now out of my reach, possibly with no chance of obtaining it, and I feel... well, I feel directionless. I don't know if I can do anything else, but going as I have been doesn't seem like a viable option. I'm scared I'll just starve and wither away..."
"I'm scared too. But we'll find something we can do together. There is a future for you. Maybe one without hunger, if we can manage that."
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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 just went back and read the bit about the Autumn Country not having a sky or sun. I love it so much. That was awesome.*
*Thank you, thank you. I thought it would be really cool, but I wasn't sure if it would be okay to change the lore while you were gone, so I'm glad you like it.*
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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.
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*Howdy y'all I'm back (For now). And I wrote an extremely sloppy poem contained in this here spoiler: *
Mead flows from the crypts
Shelves of hidden scripts
Yellow headed corn
Goose lettered skies
River streaming eyes
October has been born
A man with flitting eyes
Creaks and sighs
As he feeds a starving brain
And the Hodmedod
Continues to plod
Searching for unblighted grain
While the banshee wails
Unthinkable tales
As she scrubs a crimson stain
The worm son writhes
Waiting for his tithes
To be placed in the gaping holes
The beastly knight stands guard
But is his heart really hard?
Ask the hare, foals, and moles
So no saints can be alive
While ferret and flower strive
To reach up and dine on the sun
They may be good friends
We’ll see how this ends
For they’ll still hunger when all is done
They feast on frenzied flame
Now who will know the name
Of the candle that will soon be lit
The feasting tables are overladen
But the halls lack man or maiden
For the diners have deemed the dinners unfit
And a girl dressed in mold
Rides dragons old
Yet fails to see the sunrise
A handle turns with a squeal
And we’ll see how we feel
When the Jack box goes surprise
Crusaders hack through horrid hordes
With rusting blades and shining swords
And they won’t stop till they’re dead
The crescent fats and shines so bright
The moon, it asks to spend the night
But it should shine silver and not red
Then there’s the mother of the ghouls
They rescued her, but they’re all fools
They only think of their next meal
Will she ever help them to heal?
And the King of Autumn grows gaunt
As the season turns to haunt
And he wears his October crown
As the leaves spiral down
For the air loudly falls silent
As his thoughts turn violent
As he mourns a fallen queen
With the approach of Halloween
*A better poem than anything I could do. Good to see ya back Dark. All hail the Autumn King!*
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.)
*Dark! Welcome back, friend! The poem looks wonderful! How was your trip?*
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)
*Thanks! It was great! I'm officially going to be moving over to Scotland now.*
*I'll probably try to role-play some later on today.*
*Thinks about spooky character to make for Halloween*
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.
Helianth is back to absorbing light through the cracked windows of the Spelljammer's helm, contemplating things.
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 trying out a new song just outside, but his heart isn't in it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Also, great poem, Dark!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The crooked flower creeps through the cracks in the window to see Felix, more concerned with his well-being than its own. "How's your project coming along?"
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... okay. I still can't think of how we're going to get to a star, so I'm trying to focus on things I can think about. So I'm writing a song to my hometown."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It sounds lovely so far." It clambers back down the side of the ship, shambling over to him. "We don't have to have everything figured out this very moment. We have time."
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 looks up at Helianth and takes one of its roots in his paw, holding hands in a sense. He watches the fake sun set.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Helianth curls the root gently around Felix's paw, turning its nine heads to watch the artificial star as well.
"I don't blame you for any of this, you know. After all, how could I? You didn't know, same as I. I truly do hope you don't blame yourself."
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... I trust you. I'm just sad that I let you down so hard. I know how bad that can feel, and you seemed to be hit really hard by it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You weren't the one who let me down- you just told me the bad news I was bound to hear later. Don't shoot the messenger, as they say. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disheartened... but I'll be fine." The first part seems genuine, but it seems like they're downplaying how they're actually feeling- or at least attempting to.
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)
"You need to be honest. Not just with me, but yourself. It's the only way to feel better. I know, I've tried every other one."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Helianth is silent for a while.
"...I don't know if I'm fine. The one thing that has been motivating me ever since my creation is now out of my reach, possibly with no chance of obtaining it, and I feel... well, I feel directionless. I don't know if I can do anything else, but going as I have been doesn't seem like a viable option. I'm scared I'll just starve and wither 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)
"I'm scared too. But we'll find something we can do together. There is a future for you. Maybe one without hunger, if we can manage that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I just went back and read the bit about the Autumn Country not having a sky or sun. I love it so much. That was awesome.*
*Thank you, thank you. I thought it would be really cool, but I wasn't sure if it would be okay to change the lore while you were gone, so I'm glad you like it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.