#higher sights

[arachnidwithsaws]

Hey. Higher being for 13 asks

THE FU-

AAAAA

[arachnidwithsaws]

Looking for a higher purpose?

~{The scorpion looks up, his stinging tail not even bothering to flick anymore.}~

And what… could you be suggesting?

[arachnidwithsaws]

~{Sleep, finally. It’s been about a week since his last meaningful rest.}~

~{He had his legs had been tucked, along with his tail and the rest of his limbs as he nuzzled into a small dip in the ground.}~

~{The saws he had around his rested above, keeping his slumbering form shielded from threats he couldn’t sense while dreaming.}~

Act 3:

Dreaming

~{In his dreams, he awoke to something unlike the usual out of reach memories that he was used to. No, this was something very different.}~

( @illuminating-dawn )

[arachnidwithsaws]

You should start hurting people

N̷̛̰̗̮͔͈͍̩̓̌͊͗̍̉̃̈́̈́̓͆̎͘ͅờ̵͚̰͓͖̝̘̲̮͇͚̏̈́̈́̀̓́͜͝ͅ!̴̨̻͖̺̺̗̰͇̙̪̹͌͑͛̀́̀͊̒̑̉͒́͜ ̷̢̩̬̣̲̖͇̖̖̓̉́̊͐̑̓̍́͌͂̒̒͋̕͠…̸̲̥̾̐̇̽͆̅̀́̌̃̋͂͘n̵̢̛̮̜͕̞̲͓̟̫̘̪̆̎̈́̽̄̕ò̵̖̝́͒͛̃̄.̸̳̓̃̌͋̀͑͌̈̀̈́̏̉̑̑͠ͅ ̸͈̝̳͇̗͍̼̮̻̜̳͐N̸̨̛̺̟͇̳͎̙̼͖̝̟̰̥̞̆͛̑͐͌̿͗̃̍̑͐̚̚͜ö̸̧̨̞̜͍̱́̎̋̔̈́̏͂̑̓̆̂͛̉͑͜͝?̷̢̯̱̲͎̥̪͎͚̣͙̮̹̼̩͑͒̓͆̄̂̽̔̾̿͝ͅ

[arachnidwithsaws]

you. points at you. get sent: a PLUSHIE get PLUSHIE'D

ACK-

Why are there ṗ̵̩̥̤͎̭̬̯̔̌̓͜͝ļ̵̨͉̰̥̥̘̠͚̜̘̭̱̱̜̖̱̌̽̉̋̊̈̀͘ụ̶̧͙̝͚͉̞͕̦́͒͜͝ͅs̷̡̨̧̯̖͓̙̼͙̣̤̮͛͒͒̈́̏͛̆̓̇̀́̈́̋͘͝͝h̶̯̖̃̄͗́͗́̑̂̐̅̊̑̈͘ï̴͎̣͔̳̏̃̌̀͒̒̌̓͆̐̑̄͘͝ḛ̷̮̤̯̫͓̣͎̠̦̙͙̭̈́̀̇̉̂̓̿̾́̀͜͝s̶̠̜̞̝̫̼̟̊̔̏͒̆̽̍͝?̴̢̧̬̙͚͈̺̠͕͓͔̰͑̔!̸̢͈̳̟̺̺̪͇͉̘͇͆̽̊̓ͅ

Oh wait, this one is cute.

Nevermind.

[arachnidwithsaws]

*pokesyoupokesyoupokesyoupokesyoupokesyoupokesyou*

NYEHHHHH

*a shower of buzzsaws charges*

[arachnidwithsaws]

hey so while you werent looking i gave you a compass that points towards yivel, the weaver

good luck :3

Well you all are determined.

[arachnidwithsaws]

What is he dreaming about?

~{He was sitting in a dark cavern, quietly humming while tinkering with a buzzsaw, several more simply whizzing through the air around him. It looked almost like an obstacle course with how it was set up. Yet the main focus of the dream, was his company. Another scorpion he couldn’t remember the face of, humming and offering tips on how to repair the blades as she crafted a dark blue and purple cloak.}~

~{It was serene, comforting, and strangely somber.}~