"I'll take you up on that offer. The first one, I mean, I plan on dying of a heart attack, not of old age while they try to find all my pockets to put rocks in them." He chuckles. "I'm sorry if I implied that I thought you would hurt me. That's not what I meant to communicate. What I meant was that you're big and strong in your own right. It's only been recently that I've been nourished enough to even fire a rifle without breaking my shoulder."
"Food is a lifeblood. Provides us with energy to do things, to move, to speak. Everything needs food or some form of energy to survive." He says, sighing "You deserve to eat as much as the next one."
"True, but I tend to eat a lot more than I should. Not a counterargument, just a note. Regardless, I'll probably come by on a semi-regular basis when I can make it. Your food is probably better than that tavern. The cook strapped me down with magic and forced me to pay in gold for getting involved in an ongoing fight. I imagine there won't be any fights at your place, huh?"
"No, none whatsoever. The building is blanketed in an antimagic field and all weaponry is to be left at the door. If anyone is found to have any on their person, they are left out in the cold." he explains "If she placed a magical thing on you, I shouldn't work inside the restaurant."
She hisses "Not I gotta kill him to stop him." She jokes and watches her. She looks happier, more happier than the cold shell she was when she arrived.
"I love you as well." he nods "I am glad you chose to not run away."
He takes the damage, sighing as his torso is peppered with bullets "Are you quite done?" He said from where he lies.
She passes the ladle to them "Here ya go, try this." She smiles at them, so happy they are friends.
"I regret running the first few times, you only have cared so much about me."
He blows the smoke off his revolver again "Yep." He says, holster Rosemary back "Do ya want a statue o' yerself."
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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.'
She hisses "Not I gotta kill him to stop him." She jokes and watches her. She looks happier, more happier than the cold shell she was when she arrived.
"I love you as well." he nods "I am glad you chose to not run away."
He takes the damage, sighing as his torso is peppered with bullets "Are you quite done?" He said from where he lies.
She passes the ladle to them "Here ya go, try this." She smiles at them, so happy they are friends.
"I regret running the first few times, you only have cared so much about me."
He blows the smoke off his revolver again "Yep." He says, holster Rosemary back "Do ya want a statue o' yerself."
She takes it and tries it, grinning "You should be a chef!!"
TH smirks "I wanted you to be the best you could be." He nods.
"Nah, I'm good." He stands up, picking the lead out of him.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, 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. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
If she bothers to look at anything other than the book, she spots a mug of tea.
"Then don't bother claiming to need to." She says, standing up and stretching.
she picks it up and turns it around in her hands, taking a biiiiig sip
Her fist tightens around her shortsword and she looks away.
The worker who gave it to her smiles, waving.
"Learn to take a compliment." she says, expertly thrashing a dummy, destroying it within seconds.
She smiles and waves back
She does the same with military precision
She winks again, beckoning her to come chat.
"Sloppy, stiff, and boring." she says simply, clicking her tongue. "Did a regime teach you to fight?"
She realizes, walking over. "The tea was great!"
"It's effective. Who cares if it's boring if it's efficient"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
She hisses "Not I gotta kill him to stop him." She jokes and watches her. She looks happier, more happier than the cold shell she was when she arrived.
"I love you as well." he nods "I am glad you chose to not run away."
He takes the damage, sighing as his torso is peppered with bullets "Are you quite done?" He said from where he lies.
She passes the ladle to them "Here ya go, try this." She smiles at them, so happy they are friends.
"I regret running the first few times, you only have cared so much about me."
He blows the smoke off his revolver again "Yep." He says, holster Rosemary back "Do ya want a statue o' yerself."
She takes it and tries it, grinning "You should be a chef!!"
TH smirks "I wanted you to be the best you could be." He nods.
"Nah, I'm good." He stands up, picking the lead out of him.
She shakes her head "I ain't a chef, just doing what I love." She says, smiling softly.
He continues to eat the oats, leaning against them and looking at the sky.
He drinks some whiskey "If yer gonna try an' kill my wife, could ya wait about... nine months?"
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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.'
She hisses "Not I gotta kill him to stop him." She jokes and watches her. She looks happier, more happier than the cold shell she was when she arrived.
"I love you as well." he nods "I am glad you chose to not run away."
He takes the damage, sighing as his torso is peppered with bullets "Are you quite done?" He said from where he lies.
She passes the ladle to them "Here ya go, try this." She smiles at them, so happy they are friends.
"I regret running the first few times, you only have cared so much about me."
He blows the smoke off his revolver again "Yep." He says, holster Rosemary back "Do ya want a statue o' yerself."
She takes it and tries it, grinning "You should be a chef!!"
TH smirks "I wanted you to be the best you could be." He nods.
"Nah, I'm good." He stands up, picking the lead out of him.
She shakes her head "I ain't a chef, just doing what I love." She says, smiling softly.
He continues to eat the oats, leaning against them and looking at the sky.
He drinks some whiskey "If yer gonna try an' kill my wife, could ya wait about... nine months?"
"I know but I would be willing to pay you for this." She grins.
He scratches their head, opening a book.
"Hm, just want the kid huh?" He chuckles "Fine, I don't care about the kid or you so sure. Kill yer wife then."
If she bothers to look at anything other than the book, she spots a mug of tea.
"Then don't bother claiming to need to." She says, standing up and stretching.
she picks it up and turns it around in her hands, taking a biiiiig sip
Her fist tightens around her shortsword and she looks away.
The worker who gave it to her smiles, waving.
"Learn to take a compliment." she says, expertly thrashing a dummy, destroying it within seconds.
She smiles and waves back
She does the same with military precision
She winks again, beckoning her to come chat.
"Sloppy, stiff, and boring." she says simply, clicking her tongue. "Did a regime teach you to fight?"
She realizes, walking over. "The tea was great!"
"It's effective. Who cares if it's boring if it's efficient"
"Im glad you liked it, its a blend Saphuno grows." She smiles, her freckled face wrinkling a bit.
"Ive never seen someone who fights with such little passion.." she chuckles. "I'd spar with you, but... I am with child."
"It's very rich. It reminds me of...." she gestures vaguely, then snaps her fingers "Apple blossom!"
"Ah. Congratulations" she sheaths her sword
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"No, none whatsoever. The building is blanketed in an antimagic field and all weaponry is to be left at the door. If anyone is found to have any on their person, they are left out in the cold." he explains "If she placed a magical thing on you, I shouldn't work inside the restaurant."
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 passes the ladle to them "Here ya go, try this." She smiles at them, so happy they are friends.
"I regret running the first few times, you only have cared so much about me."
He blows the smoke off his revolver again "Yep." He says, holster Rosemary back "Do ya want a statue o' yerself."
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.)
She grabs the side of his face, kissing him for a long moment "Don't be, I love you."
"Damian did, yeah he would have died if I was freed, but who cares about him."
*If you want to.*
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.)
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.)
She takes it and tries it, grinning "You should be a chef!!"
TH smirks "I wanted you to be the best you could be." He nods.
"Nah, I'm good." He stands up, picking the lead out of him.
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
"He's doing good!"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, 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. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
She realizes, walking over. "The tea was great!"
"It's effective. Who cares if it's boring if it's efficient"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
She finishes the bottle of red wine, sharing it with Jax.
"I just told you that four times over! I don't have a choice in anything in this body!" He says, enraged.
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.)
She shakes her head "I ain't a chef, just doing what I love." She says, smiling softly.
He continues to eat the oats, leaning against them and looking at the sky.
He drinks some whiskey "If yer gonna try an' kill my wife, could ya wait about... nine months?"
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.)
"That's good ta hear!" She raises the ladle to them "Try it, will ya?"
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.)
"I know but I would be willing to pay you for this." She grins.
He scratches their head, opening a book.
"Hm, just want the kid huh?" He chuckles "Fine, I don't care about the kid or you so sure. Kill yer wife then."
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 chuckles softly, drinking some of the wine, and then kissing them as the wine rests in her mouth.
"I've tried, it hasn't worked. If you want to waste time trying, I'll be back eventually." Damian falls down onto her.
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.)
She continues to stir the gumbo "I'll keep that in mind, maybe I'll start chefin'."
He leans over, looking at the book curiously.
"You ain't gonna kill nobody, we've already been over this. Yer gonna try, yer gonna fail, an' I'll kill ya as many times as it takes."
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.)
"It's very rich. It reminds me of...." she gestures vaguely, then snaps her fingers "Apple blossom!"
"Ah. Congratulations" she sheaths her sword
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)