UserWiki:UnabashedlyRose

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The Olde One (also known as The Mother Crab, Mr. Trash Wheel, The Deep One, They Who Lay In Slumber Under The Oldest Bay, Mom, The Indomitable Snip, She of the Eternal Shuffle, He of the Omniscent Ommatophores, “That There Big Crab”, Our Lady of the Impenecrable Shell, Ny'el'g'shuth Sh'ai'c'll'll'claroth, and Big Debrah) is the corpse-god of Chesapeake Bay, and matron diety to the Baltimore Crabs.

Prayers for Mother Crab

“I need my hands to stop shaking every time I pick up a bat. It’s killing me to just watch the ball fly by and not be able to move. It’s like a weight in my chest. I’ve tried everything I could think of but nothing makes it better. We even won again! But I just couldn’t stop looking up at that gaping hole in the sky. Wondering if it would be another ten years until I could come back home. And I just couldn't do it.”

“I’m not sure they can reach you from up here, but I think I can. I would pass on their messages but I know enough about your kind that I know you would twist them around and hurt them. Some of them know better than to ask though, so maybe this team was a good fit for me afterall.

“So you… change people right? Make them different? I was wondering if maybe there was a way you could do that for me. We’re two different people, and I’m sick of just being...the defective one I guess. I have some notes here. Some carapace on the mask maybe? Or like little fangs? If you take suggestions I was thinking of something eel related. Eels and crabs are like basically the same thing right?”

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