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Spirit Weaver

Female. Lives in  Equestria. Born on July 1, 1995
Race
Unicorn
About Me
Is this about me or spirit? cuz if its me, all you need to know is that i'm worst girl.
Roleplay Universe
Slant Canon
Roleplay Type
Narrative Multi-Paragraph
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Spirit Weaver
Spirit is in your home. She has already helped herself to your kitchen. Looks like she's making jambalaya. All things considered it smells very good.
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Belle Blossom
Belle stutters a little, still rubbing her eye, she sniffs the air, "I cant even be mad," she yawns, walking to the coffee machine, "just don't forget to save me a bowl."
Like March 19, 2026
Spirit Weaver
"your fault for leaving the door unlocked. Had to make sure nobody weird walked in. Anyways, there's actually kind of enough here to feed a large family. I didn't know how many people lived here." "It'll be done in ten. If you lift the lid before then i will Actually Freak Out For Real, though. Any... View More
Like March 21, 2026
Mirror Mirror
Mirror places herself in a slightly inconvenient location on the floor to quietly observe. She doesn't have any bowls that are safe to put food in, but she's too happy to see Spirit again to bring that up yet.
Like March 19, 2026
Spirit Weaver
Secretly this was always the plan. Now they have to crowd together around a single pot. Maybe their shoulders will end up touching. Scandalous.
Like March 21, 2026
Andromeda Flemish
Flem swats the bowl away!, She held a hatred over jambalaya ever since as a foal/kit after She fell ill from eating the food…Never again, NEVER AGAIN!!
Like March 20, 2026
Spirit Weaver
What a shame, then, for Flem to be suddenly saddled with, approximately, ten pounds of jambalaya, fresh and steaming, in the largest pot she owns.
Like March 21, 2026
Andromeda Flemish
Flem…HISSES !? She stared at the bowl on her back, Continously hissing at the diabolical food of her nightmares.
Like March 21, 2026
Leon
The stallion came into the kitchen nonchalantly, sitting down in a chair and looking over the mare with a mixture of bemusement and confusion pasted across his face as he stared her down. "Look, I don't know who you are, or how you got in my house, and normally I would have blown your head clean of... View More
Like March 21, 2026
Spirit Weaver
"So. Bullet points. Three things. And we're gonna go over these in order. " "Firstly, I just walked in. Door was unlocked. Good thing it was just me this time. Next time it could be someone worse. Like me, a second time." "Secondly. I would just dodge it if you tried to harm me. Easy mode. I have ... View More
Like March 21, 2026
Leon
The stallion's look of bemusement turned to abject confusion as the mare laid out her bullet points before walking out of the door, looking over to a half finished tumbler of whiskey on the table and sighing deeply, before knocking it back and walking over to the door. "Hey. Listen, you make awful ... View More
Like March 21, 2026