madamspider

[madamspider]

"Hello?"

Madam regarded the intruder as she should anyone else that decided to venture into her forest, regardless of their intent. 

With disgust and disdain.

“Hello? Is that all you have to say after trespassing into my den? Hello?” She looked down at the creature, half repulsed and half mildly intrigued. “And what exactly are you to think you are welcome here?”

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"You know, maybe this is none of my business, but that gash looks pretty nasty." She spoke a bit soft or quiet and didn't look to fazed as she looked at the stranger from where she stood.

“Hmfh! And since do you survivor care about spider kind? Don’t you creatures usually make it a sport to hunt my children?” He asked, pressing a hand to the deep cut on his leg. Those damn hounds, at least their corpses will feed his den for quite some time.

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"High for you perhaps, But trees are are wonderful places to put my dens. It keeps creatures like you from disturbing me and my children." He spoke sharply. "And what are you exactly doing in my forest anyway? Hmm?

"Gosh, you okay? I saw you fall, and it looked painful."

“I did not fall.” He adamantly denied, though the mud still wet on his sleeves spoke differently. There would have been no shame admitting he did if his pride didn’t object that he could never have any faults. “You must be mistaken, as you survivors usually are.”

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"Gosh, you okay? I saw you fall, and it looked painful."

"I did not fall." He adamantly denied, though the mud still wet on his sleeves spoke differently. There would have been no shame admitting he did if his pride didn't object that he could never have any faults. "You must be mistaken, as you survivors usually are."

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Random rp Starters

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What do you think you're doing?"

"Hey, are you okay there?"

"Hey! Coming through!"

"Help me!"

"Hey! I haven't seen you since- Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone else."

"Could you help me with something quick? It won't take long, I promise."

"You know, maybe this is none of my business, but that gash looks pretty nasty."

"What are you in here for?"

"Stop! Don't drink that!"

"You're not from here, are you?"

"Do you like pretzels? 'Cause I don't want these."

"Don't you dare throw up on me."

"Ouch! Hey! Be more careful!"

"You know, you're gonna hurt yourself doing that."

"Hasn't your mother ever told you not to scratch?"

"Do you need a drive home? I think you've had a few too many."

"What is this? Why are you giving me this?"

"Get down!"

"Owowowowowwww! My foot! What do you have in there, bricks!?"

"What are you doing out here all alone?"

"Is that what I think it is? Oh my gosh, I love those!"

"Could you spare a minute?"

"Ew, are you going to eat that? It was sitting on the ground."

"Gosh, you okay? I saw you fall, and it looked painful."

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Day 2

30 Day Character Development meme

    2. What are your characters most prominent physical features?

It would be his legs, well, the extra ones. Some people miss his eyes because the top two just look like eyebrows.

[madamspider]

“Probably not, I have no idea though. One can hope he is.”

Open RP(?)

“…Who was my father again? I wonder if he is still alive.”

[madamspider]

Day 1

30 Day Character Development meme

Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no?

Sir cannot say he remembers his parents, his earliest memories being of the many spiders he lived with. He is not even sure he had parents, though he must have at some point. Where they came from or where they went are a mystery to him that he doesn’t care to think about. Not that he wonders, he just frankly doesn’t care. He lives the way he sees fit.

Once he did question why he lacked the complete spider qualities of his siblings but since it was a question he could not answer, he decided to forget about it.

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is it wrong that i find Sir very attractive even though he isn't the nicest guy around? o///o

((Nothing wrong with that at all, lol

[madamspider]

"Unfortunately I have met a few of them, though we are not on the friendliest of terms." He clicked his tongue absentmindedly. "They are too soft for my tastes, in the way their raise their children and how their flesh tears from their bones." If it was a joke, it was a very harsh one, no whimsy in his tone as his voice drew closer.

"Now explain to me just how my forest became like this? I distinctly remember it being quite lush and green only a few hours ago."

House Fire

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[madamspider]

30 Days of Character Development

Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no?

What are your characters most prominent physical features?

Name one scar your character has, and tell us where it came from. If they don’t have any, is there a reason?

How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive?

What’s your character’s ranking on the KINSEY SCALE?

Describe your character’s happiest memory.

Is there one event or happening your character would like to erase from their past? Why?

Day of Favorites! What’s your character’s favorite ice cream flavor? Color? Song? Flower?

Who does your character trust?

Can you define a turning point in your character’s life? Multiples are acceptable.

Is there an animal you equate with your character?

How is your character with technology? Super savvy, or way behind the times? Letters or email?

What does your character’s bed look like when he/she wakes up? Are the covers off on one side of the bed, are they all curled around a pillow, sprawled everywhere? In what position might they sleep?

How does your character react to temperature changes such as extreme heat and cold?

Is your character an early morning bird or a night owl?

Are there any blood relatives that your character is particularly close with, besides the immediate ones? Cousins, Uncles, Grandfathers, Aunts, et cetera. Are there any others that your character practically considers a blood relative?

What’s your character’s desk/workspace look like? Are they neat or messy?

Is your character a good cook? What’s their favorite recipe, whether they’re good or not? (Microwave mac-and-cheese applies.)

What’s your character’s preferred means of travel?

Does your character have any irrational fears?

What would your character’s CUTIE MARK be?

If your character could time travel, where would they go?

Is your character superstitious?

What might your character’s ideal romantic partner be?

Describe your character’s hands. Are they small, long, calloused, smooth, stubby?

Second day of favorites! Favorite comfort food, favorite vice, favorite outfit, favorite hot drink, favorite time of year, and favorite holiday.

Pick two songs that describe your character at two different points of their life, and explain why you chose them.

If your character’s life was a genre, what would it be?

How does your character smell? Do they wear perfume or cologne?

And finally: Write a letter to your character, from yourself.

[madamspider]

"No... no." The man practically lamented, complete with a sigh. Survivors were all the same it seemed, giving them chance after chance and them just throwing them back at him. "Maybe next time you wander into my forest you will remember where you stand but today is not yours to decide anymore." Besides, this creature bored him now, even if he was hungry, the king didn't think he'd want to eat the abomination, might give a stomach ache anyway.

"Just be good and stand still." He said juat as his children began to swarm.

Run In With the King

He frowned at the insinuation that he was dumb; well, he was, but he was also a child. “Are we…allowed to go?” Just like that? 

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WA-PISH! Nice and hard on the booty.

Sir recoiled at once from that hand, indescribable hate spread across his face."Who. Did. That?"

[madamspider]

                                         Well, you survived your own stupidity, 

                                         congratulations.

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With a sigh, the king pulled back his hand, wiping it on his shirt before crossing them both behind his back. The smile almost immediately gone as he glared down at the cowering creature. "Such a pity then, I had some hopes for you considering you appeared to be part spider. But I seemed to have given you too much credit, dumb as any survivor I've seen." Clicking his tongue in agitation, he had even touched the nasty fly for goodness sake.

Run In With the King

“No,” he said slowly, pulling away after a moment. “We aren’t sure it is. You seem very…strong, and your forest is well cared for, but we’re not sure we want to be taken in by you. We don’t like the idea of followers and children. We just want to be friends and live, even if we aren’t living as well as you.” He looked towards where the forest thinned, wondering if Sir would let him go now.

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“No?” The man said, tilting his head slightly to the side, his hand held in the air where he had been petting the creature. It wasn’t often when someone said no to him and it left a sour taste in his mouth. “Did I hear you correctly? Because for a moment I thought I heard you tell me no.” That smile waning  on his face as he waited for an answer.

Run In With the King

“No,” he said slowly, pulling away after a moment. “We aren’t sure it is. You seem very…strong, and your forest is well cared for, but we’re not sure we want to be taken in by you. We don’t like the idea of followers and children. We just want to be friends and live, even if we aren’t living as well as you.” He looked towards where the forest thinned, wondering if Sir would let him go now.

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“Yes, in your words. I do plan to ‘tear you to bits’.” The man said before the survivor did a very foolish thing, tossing his dying torch into at his den. Surprise lighting up his face as the fire began to spread along the webbing on the ground towards the dens. A sneer of disgust taking over the previous surprise. Had it hit the den, it would have been serious trouble but thankful the ignorant fly had missed which gave the king time, scooping up two spiders at his feet and making his way towards the burning webs in a quick pace.

“You are a very... very unfortunate creature.” He snapped to the human behind his back as his long legs kept him away from the blaze, the spiders in his grips hissing in confusion as their father held onto their fur. In a flash, there was a loud crunch and the hissing of dying flames. Purple streaking down the arachnids’ arms as he held out the bodies of his children over the burnt webbing, their bodies smashed together and their blood putting out a large portion of the fire that had wicked across the ground. His face cold and humourless, killing his children without emotion or hesitation before throwing their corpses to the side.

“A very unfortunate creature indeed because now you are going to have to pay for that before being consumed.”

Leave me alone!

“Why should I? You’re the one that came into my forest, chopping down my trees. Do all you humans lack such respect or just you?

 That was rhetorical question if you didn’t quite get it. None of you flies have any respect for the creatures of this island.”