#arachneposting

[mother0fspiders]

Chan we dke of too mcub alohol hepp

(can we die of too much alcohol? help.)

Mmmm… not to my knowledge no. Do you need to come down to Fraud to assist with your drunkess?

[miketroplex]

Open Starter: Arachne Kaltora

Arachne, being allergic to responsibility, hated the concept of having a job, but working at The Obelisk was one she'd almost call decent. The music was loud, the energy was high, and it let her get close to her rudest without risk of physical harm. If you punch your bartender, you won't get any more drinks!

She put the finishing orange slice and straw into a drink and handed it off to a patron who was already swaying slightly on their feet. "Here, if your dancing's still that bad after this, come back later and I'll make you another one. You'll either improve or pass out, win-win." She turned to whoever was flagging her down next. "Hey, what's your poison?"

[mother0fspiders]

̫ ͜ .ᛝᬊ One quite morning, Arachne finds a small wrapped package sat on the ground.

Inside is a bag of…cookies. Two sugar cookies and two chocolate chip cookies. A note attached reads:

“I’m sending this early because I don’t know how reliable mail services are down here. since when did we have mail services, anyway?

I don’t know nor care if you celebrate Thanksgiving or not, but I felt like sending you a gift anyways. I would’ve made something better but Providence accidentally set the entire kitchen on fire.

-from Queen of Fraud, Gialistri Robinson.”

Hmmm.. what do we have here?

Well, I don’t exactly know what a ‘thanksgiving’ is but I can assume it is a holiday that was created well past my time. These look quite delicious, I will enjoy them thoroughly.

I also did not know that Hell had a mail service and am even more surprised that this came in one piece. I usually get my spiders to make deliveries for me.

Now I suppose I should prepare a thank you gift in return.

[mother0fspiders]

I miss wine. There has been some attempts to start a vineyard but Heresy really does not like supporting life. Probably because it is raining blood a good majority of the time.

Perhaps one day.

[mother0fspiders]

Arachne sees a strange sight- an angel, with lightless wings, walking quietly in Heresy. She seems to be headed somewhere. She's wearing a victorian mourning dress and a matching shroud. She doesn't seem to notice you at all. In fact, she seems to have dissociated completely. She walks, gaze downcast, and posture rigid. What could she want..? An angel in Hell is never a good thing. @illuminatingbeauty

An angel within Heresy… what an odd sight. Several eyes narrowed at the passing angel. As fun as starting a confrontation would be, in a way it would be a little more fun to see where she was headed and why she stood to rigid not alike any of the angels she had seen. So being as quiet as she could managed, she followed behind.

[mother0fspiders]

Have you seen the council arrived to hell?

It's worrying news. At least.

I hope you're enjoying your wine cellar

@sisyphusprimeofgreed

P.S. mod wants me to ask you if we can use some of heresy's rain for his artificial blood project

Hmph more angels with Hell, a new development I see. It is no bother. I have killed an angel once and I will again if pressed. You must remember dear Sisyphus, they are scared of us hence why they imprisoned us.

Moving along I am very much enjoying the wine cellar and tell your mod that he can use the blood that falls from the sky here for his project.

[mother0fspiders]

Greetings, Arachne.

I dare visit you since it's not often that I descend to Heresy and want to make the most out of my trip.

I have heard you are an artist above all else. If I may inquire, in which field do you revel in? Following up, I hope you can kindly accept my peace offering of tubed paint. 5 of them, to be exact, each a primary colour. Although they may be a little old, I have no doubts you can make great use of them.

I have high hopes that my stay in your kingdom did not upset you, as I am aware of your mistrust towards angels. However much I'd rather not be associated with them, I shall respect your wishes. Should you need me to leave, I will do so.

@lucifer-the-fallen-star

Greetings Lucifer.

I would not turn you away. You are like me in a way, betrayed by your own kind. Tragic unfolding of event, if I might say. Moving along, I thank you for the paint. I am not much for painting mostly due to the lack of fingers, however | think I can find some use in them in dyeing silk as my expertises lays in weaving.

Know this dearest, you are welcome in my layer for as long as you wish to stay. Company is sparse down here and yours is welcomed in many arms.

[miketroplex]

Arachne Kaltora

Most people, if they had to guess, would assume that Arachne was the kind of person to constantly show up late to work, likely with a sickly-sweet coffee drink of some kind. However, these people underestimate how much effort she will put in to torment the captive audience of her coworkers. Today, she was about half an hour early, and had an overpriced coffee in hand.

Her first lucky victim of the evening was Val, who was already posted up at their station outside The Obelisk. Arachne approached, taking a loud slurp of her drink for several seconds straight, keeping intense eye contact the whole time. She smacked her lips and let a few more seconds of awkward silence linger before greeting Val. "Heyyy Valentine, what's up? Taking a break from your mid jams with the other Dutts to do your real job?"

@chaosandcrimson