Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*A blue dragon one enters heather inn and takes a seat. She looks around before taking out a small diadem and examining it.*
A muscular tiefling looks at them, her left horn broken and dripping ink
*the dragonborn poked her head up and waved at her.*
“What in the Hells happened to you, if you don’t mind me asking?”
"Eh- a minor curse"
*oh yeah and also in RPs when they are with in '*' it's OOC*
She twitches a bit
*the zero signs was an action that she did*
“Minor? Last I checked, most curses were major. Then again, you probably don’t have the displeasure of having a god stuck inside your skull.” Eya groaned.
"Tell me about it! I'm from Hell, just in case you where wondering..."
“Honestly don’t know where I’m from to be honest with you.” Eya sighed as she pocketed the diadem
"Hmmm... that's... kinda sad?..."
*just a quick OOC question... uhhhhh- what pronouns should I use to refer to you on like Onions, or LCW (threads)?*
“You okay?” She asks casually, looking down at the Looney Tune-ish scenario.
"Why what? The explosion or the tether? The tether is because I tried to kill myself again."
Gerald pushes himself out of the hole, using his chain to climb out "I think I am," his arm seems broken.
“WHAT?!”
“Aw shoot. You’re all bent up. Hey, I should take you to my camp. I can get you a splint or some patching up, at the very least.”
"What? Saphuno just didn't like me trying to kill myself."
He picks up his blade out of the ground with his other arm, before gritting his teeth and forcing his arm back into place, still broken "That sounds nice."
Mauric runs over to him, looking terrified and concerned. “I DON’T LIKE IT EITHER! Damian, you know there’s so many people who love and care about you… are you alright right now?”
“Alright. Follow me.”
He looks at them, for a moment his eyes look dead inside, flashing only for a second before he smiles "Oh yeah I'm fine, you know me, have I ever been known to do anything crazy?"
He walks after them, his body warming unnaturally.
“…” Mauric wordlessly hugs Damian, burying his face in Damian’s neck.
She leads him to her camp, which is lit by her forge and cluttered with old discarded crafts and weapons. “Take a load off and I’ll work up a splint for you.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*okay, it has been decided between me and a friend.
Stroth is closest to Millie, in terms of mannerism and such. Samaritan would be either Husk or Satan. The Herald is definitely Stolas. William would be Stella or Blitzø.*
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“You okay?” She asks casually, looking down at the Looney Tune-ish scenario.
"Why what? The explosion or the tether? The tether is because I tried to kill myself again."
Gerald pushes himself out of the hole, using his chain to climb out "I think I am," his arm seems broken.
“WHAT?!”
“Aw shoot. You’re all bent up. Hey, I should take you to my camp. I can get you a splint or some patching up, at the very least.”
"What? Saphuno just didn't like me trying to kill myself."
He picks up his blade out of the ground with his other arm, before gritting his teeth and forcing his arm back into place, still broken "That sounds nice."
Mauric runs over to him, looking terrified and concerned. “I DON’T LIKE IT EITHER! Damian, you know there’s so many people who love and care about you… are you alright right now?”
“Alright. Follow me.”
He looks at them, for a moment his eyes look dead inside, flashing only for a second before he smiles "Oh yeah I'm fine, you know me, have I ever been known to do anything crazy?"
He walks after them, his body warming unnaturally.
“…” Mauric wordlessly hugs Damian, burying his face in Damian’s neck.
She leads him to her camp, which is lit by her forge and cluttered with old discarded crafts and weapons. “Take a load off and I’ll work up a splint for you.”
He takes the hug, patting Mauric's back softly "Thanks Mauric, I probably need this."
He sits down at the base of a tree, looking at his broken arm curiously, flopping it around, though it hurts him a lot.
*gtg sorry.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Samaritan is outside, smoking. He is dressed in something other than his chefs uniform. It appears to be a black leather jacket made of hellish boghoh hide and a white tank top paired with some black jeans. He still wears the gold masks he was given however.
The Brand has appeared back in town. His presence can never mean anything good. He and his followers are in their camp, listening to him speak about a plan he intends to carry out.
Rio watches him sullenly from his place on the roof.
A familiar humanoid figure seemingly made of black velvet with a halo and covered in patches of white-lilac light staggers over to the camp, its presence enigmatic and strange.
Samaritan sighs "If you are going to stare, I would rather you do it where I can see you rather than sense."
He narrows his eyes behind his mask, his massive wings unfolding "Behind children of the star, a new one."
“Okay.” He hops down and sits next to him.
They eventually stand, their stance slumped and their knees shaky. They look as though they’ve experienced a horrific yet euphoric revelation. A faint smoldering sound like that of hot coals comes from off of them.
Samaritan sighs, exhaling smoke from his cigar, tapping the ash out "What do you want?"
"Pick him up, bring him forth." The Brand commands. A few similarly masked people run over, helping them up over
“Nothing. Just thinking. Want an eel? I’m addicted to ‘em.” He offers a fistful of morays.
The figure offers no resistance or action.
He shakes his head "Raw fish contains toxins and parasites if left uncooked. Best not to but enjoy them I suppose." He replies.
The Brand walks over, his jaw unhinging as red vapor is exhaled. The figure feels it seeping into his bones, fully causing him to become conscious.
“They’re boiled. I’m not a complete moron.”
It has no effect. Whoever they are, they are fully lucid. They straighten up and smile widely. “Hajimemashite.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"So... why do you... need a platinum?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"To... live?" Cherry groaned
Basil starred confused at Cherry
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“Why’s that?”
*wdym?*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
“…” Mauric wordlessly hugs Damian, burying his face in Damian’s neck.
She leads him to her camp, which is lit by her forge and cluttered with old discarded crafts and weapons. “Take a load off and I’ll work up a splint for you.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You kill... to live... coward... hypocrite..." He shakes his head, walking back to his seat.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*okay, it has been decided between me and a friend.
Stroth is closest to Millie, in terms of mannerism and such. Samaritan would be either Husk or Satan. The Herald is definitely Stolas. William would be Stella or Blitzø.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*cut with eya*
"you don't know where you're from?"
*what pronouns do you prefer?*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Cherry stands up "Coward... hmm? Watch your togue!"
*You can fight Cherry if you want, just don't kill Cherry*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
He takes the hug, patting Mauric's back softly "Thanks Mauric, I probably need this."
He sits down at the base of a tree, looking at his broken arm curiously, flopping it around, though it hurts him a lot.
*gtg sorry.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*He/him, also, should I keep quoting your replies or not? Just asking for clarity and politeness.*
”No, I don’t, all I have are these.” Eya pulled out the diadem and a small locket.
The diadem having the silhouette of a many tailed fox carved into it.
”So far, they haven’t been any help.” She groaned.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*keep quoting until it becomes a long chain than do a "cut"*
"You forgot you're entire life?"
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*got it*
”Birth, parents, only a name. That and a voice in my head. As for that, it’s a bit complicated.”
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
"You poor soul- I'm Lify by the way- are you okay?"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“Eya. Am I ok? Yes, life’s been fine. Only she won’t shut up.” Eya bowed.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*Dredge wants me to cry I'm pretty sure. The sharks want me to cry specifically.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"She?"
*oh yeah also I would recommend following me so you can see the threads I'm on so you can go on them*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“They’re boiled. I’m not a complete moron.”
It has no effect. Whoever they are, they are fully lucid. They straighten up and smile widely. “Hajimemashite.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*STOP PLAYING DREDGE!!! Wendigo, me and Jester told you yesterday; you need a break!*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.