[[ First things first, he changed description MANY times, so I'll chronicle those all here, starting when Khasur brought him to see me.] ]
Need to tag the following Divines to thank them for their participation!!!@Viravain @Nocht @Mysrai
a vaguely humanoid-shaped cocoon
Wrapped tightly around its prey, a cocoon of thorns, vines, webbing, and wyrden flora lies here, holding still the wriggling form within.
Long strands of thick, sticky webbing weave around a shape that is humanoid in nature, with a
distinct head, shoulders, and lumpy feet at the end, ultimately making up this cocoon. Thorns and
bits of wyrden flora wend their way tightly around it, as if these organic additions were aiding in
the creator's plans. Although the entrapped shape jerks this way and that, its movements slow over
time, as if whatever's held inside is slowly yielding to the creator of this cocoon's will.
a vaguely humanoid-shaped cocoon
Enormous roots of thorns and spidersilk hold a cocoon of webbing and wyrden flora in place, preventing whatever lies within its shell from escaping.
Standing upright on the ground, held in place by enormous roots of thorns and spidersilk, this cocoon is largely comprised of long strands of thick, sticky webbing that weave around a vaguely humanoid shape. Thorns and bits of wyrden flora wend their way tightly around it, as if these organic additions were aiding in the creator's plans. Although the entrapped shape jerks this way and that, its movements slow over time, as if whatever's held inside is slowly yielding to the creator of this cocoon's will.
a thorn-laden cocoon of spider silk
Enormous, jagged thorns protrude from the cocoon of webbing and flora that grows here, its shell giving off an eerie glow from something burning deep within it.
Standing upright on the ground, held in place by enormous roots of thorns and spidersilk, this cocoon has enormous, jagged thorns protruding from it. Bits of wyrden flora wend their way tightly around it, as if these organic additions were aiding in the creator's plans. Thick shadows, like a low-hanging fog, enwreath it, lending to the eerie lambency that blooms from its centre. The entrapped shape jerks this way and that, its movements clawing and tearing at the thin membrane.
Akuuko, the Rewoven
Filling the space about him with his charismatic presence, Akuuko lingers here.
Small bits of webbing cling to the nearly nude form of this young dracnari man, black ichor and dark dirt creating small, nonsensical patterns upon a body that is covered in dark green scales that shimmer with an otherworldly sheen. Shadows cling to him, protecting his modesty, deftly weaving darkness wherever necessary. Upon his face, and the part of his torso stretching from the right side of his neck to his hip, however, is a solid line of faint scarring that splinters with a pattern like lightning. On the other side of these scars, his scales darken to a deep violet, flecked through with traces of umbral red and swirls of stygian black, the skin beneath taut and corded as though the muscle were freshly grown. Brilliantly orange, his eyes stare out from a slightly sunken position within his pointed, mischievous face, above a crooked nose and a mouth that is prone to quirking into a lopsided smile. Lithe and limber in his five feet of finely muscled height, his movements carry a sense of grace and agility that translates to deadly ability when the clawed talons capping his hands and digitigrade feet catch the light.
July 14th: The Circlet and the Cocoonhttps://pastebin.com/V0ZnJqJg
-- Spiders, people in cocoons, grief
July 16th: In it for the Long Haulhttps://pastebin.com/jJUMJj7h
-- No content warnings
July 21st: Cracks in the Landhttps://pastebin.com/GC9DK0Tz
-- Breaking bones, being trapped, idle threats, Spiders, people in cocoonshttps://pastebin.com/auAmyeBN
-- [[ @Gurashi
's Log ]] -- All of the above, plus emotional manipulation.
July 22nd: Consulting the Webhttps://pastebin.com/xzZzA9wW
-- No Content Warnings
July 24th: A Good Little Spiderhttps://pastebin.com/qdcLNMtj
-- People in cocoons, People trying to escape cocoons, Helpless writhing, sweet-faced cruelty
Kneeling humbly, you press your palms together before you and close your eyes momentarily as you pray to Viravain, Lady of the Thorns, "Lady Viravain...? Are we, Your Garden, permitted to make selfish requests....? I, I love You, my Lady! There is nothing You could ask of me that I would not try to do, as best as I possibly can, as close to perfect as You are that mortal hands can manage! I've been a good spider, and watched Your guest, and sung songs of praises to fill his mind as he starts to drift towards home! But there is something I.... hope for. I am going to work to become Your Briar Child, and I hope I succeed and that You will love me for it! But You called my cousin Your bumblebee, and that was so cute. I want so much to be something Special to You too, my Lady. Is that okay for me to ask...?"
You feel a light touch upon your cheek, like a delicate hand barely touching your flesh. A soft, effeminate voice whispers, only to you, "Perhaps, little spider. Perhaps."
You perk your ears up as an errant topic catches your interest.
You smile softly.
You have emoted: Aleyah closes her eyes and leans her head into the gentle touch with a quiet, fond sigh.
July 26th: Maybe you're not a present.
[Aleyah has been, up until this point, laboring under the mistaken impression that Akuuko and Gurashi were forbidden lovers and Viravain was bringing Akuuko home for Gurashi. Today, that got cleared up.]https://pastebin.com/iD2McG4m
-- No Content Warnings
July 28th: The Price of Boredomhttps://pastebin.com/50saFs5z
-- No Content Warnings. Featuring speculation at Nocht
July 29th: I do this out of lovehttps://pastebin.com/Q7ACwdXi
-- No Content Warnings, but go read the whole log from Gurashi's POV on their thread 'The Price of Love'
August 1st: Beginning of the Endhttps://pastebin.com/6b5Q03ai
-- Pain, Writhing, Sobbing, Obvious signs of Distress, Helplessness, Also Khasur is lovely.
August 3rd: In a Land of Fabricationhttps://pastebin.com/swZKPjqD
-- No content warnings, just storytelling!
And now, time for the HOME STRETCH!!
August 8th: Bring Roseshttps://pastebin.com/VFfMK3Mg
-- Pain, writhing, sobbing, loss of mental acuity, suppressing free will.
August 9th: Akuuko the Rewovenhttps://pastebin.com/4TAat4xR
-- Bloodlust, pain, writhing, emotional manipulation, also Akuuko's hot.
Tears flow freely from your eyes as Viravain, Lady of the Thorns appoints you to Weaver of the Web.
Thread by thread, the Web of your Lady weaves through your mind, and you know in your heart that it flows through you, too. You stand now as a Weaver -- a vessel of Her story.
The ferocity of Her pleasure consumes you, igniting your very core. She whispers, only to you, "Weave My Webs well, My Aleyah," and a vision of the Shee-Slaugh Court wearing wreaths of black roses blossoms across your mind's eye.