As the last guests step onto the boat, the finely dressed young man does as well, and it begins to row itself out to deeper water. The water shimmers, and as you look down to see the magic, you are met not with your own reflection but the reflection of an entirely different night sky, of a lit city with magnificent marble architecture, stunning irrigation systems made of white stone and glass, and glorious waterworks, fountains, man made canals, and everything else you could imagine. Then, the boat begins to sink. A bubble slowly forms around it, keeping all those inside safe and dry, as it begins to descend deeper into the water.
paia presses her face up against the bubble
It holds firm, not popping and not letting any water in.
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!
As the last guests step onto the boat, the finely dressed young man does as well, and it begins to row itself out to deeper water. The water shimmers, and as you look down to see the magic, you are met not with your own reflection but the reflection of an entirely different night sky, of a lit city with magnificent marble architecture, stunning irrigation systems made of white stone and glass, and glorious waterworks, fountains, man made canals, and everything else you could imagine. Then, the boat begins to sink. A bubble slowly forms around it, keeping all those inside safe and dry, as it begins to descend deeper into the water.
KK watches with amazement, flipping to a new page of her notepad and rapidly attempting to sketch what she sees, not able to capture all the intricacies of the architectural wonders around them.
The other guests look around in amazement as well. As they dive down, a tiny school of fish swims past KK, right outside the bubble. As they get deeper, and deeper, and deeper, to the point they should have hit the bottom of the river by now, the deep below them starts to glow a faint, bright blue, like sunlight piercing the depths, upside down.
As the last guests step onto the boat, the finely dressed young man does as well, and it begins to row itself out to deeper water. The water shimmers, and as you look down to see the magic, you are met not with your own reflection but the reflection of an entirely different night sky, of a lit city with magnificent marble architecture, stunning irrigation systems made of white stone and glass, and glorious waterworks, fountains, man made canals, and everything else you could imagine. Then, the boat begins to sink. A bubble slowly forms around it, keeping all those inside safe and dry, as it begins to descend deeper into the water.
paia presses her face up against the bubble
It holds firm, not popping and not letting any water in.
"It must be magic!"
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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)
As the last guests step onto the boat, the finely dressed young man does as well, and it begins to row itself out to deeper water. The water shimmers, and as you look down to see the magic, you are met not with your own reflection but the reflection of an entirely different night sky, of a lit city with magnificent marble architecture, stunning irrigation systems made of white stone and glass, and glorious waterworks, fountains, man made canals, and everything else you could imagine. Then, the boat begins to sink. A bubble slowly forms around it, keeping all those inside safe and dry, as it begins to descend deeper into the water.
Isaac watches with interest as they descend
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"I get that. I'm doing okay. I went back home for a while, but it wasn't any better than when I left. It had barely changed, actually. A lot of people try to exploit the giving nature of strugel culture, so Honkachu is suspicious of outsiders and even people who spent a good amount of time away."
She sighs, shaking her head disappointingly “I’m sorry ta hear all that’s still happenin’ ‘round those parts. Wish those things could be fix with the flip of a switch, but nothin’ ever that easy. Take care o’ yerself, cause we are care ‘bout ya, especially me.”
"I know that. It means a lot to know that I have family here. Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve all of you."
“Ya did absolutely nothin’ but love people who ain’t deserve it. Family’s what we are, an’ family don’t need reasons to love.”
As the last guests step onto the boat, the finely dressed young man does as well, and it begins to row itself out to deeper water. The water shimmers, and as you look down to see the magic, you are met not with your own reflection but the reflection of an entirely different night sky, of a lit city with magnificent marble architecture, stunning irrigation systems made of white stone and glass, and glorious waterworks, fountains, man made canals, and everything else you could imagine. Then, the boat begins to sink. A bubble slowly forms around it, keeping all those inside safe and dry, as it begins to descend deeper into the water.
paia presses her face up against the bubble
It holds firm, not popping and not letting any water in.
"It must be magic!"
A large fish, half the size of an adult human, rushes past the bubble, slamming into it. It still doesn’t pop.
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!
As the last guests step onto the boat, the finely dressed young man does as well, and it begins to row itself out to deeper water. The water shimmers, and as you look down to see the magic, you are met not with your own reflection but the reflection of an entirely different night sky, of a lit city with magnificent marble architecture, stunning irrigation systems made of white stone and glass, and glorious waterworks, fountains, man made canals, and everything else you could imagine. Then, the boat begins to sink. A bubble slowly forms around it, keeping all those inside safe and dry, as it begins to descend deeper into the water.
KK watches with amazement, flipping to a new page of her notepad and rapidly attempting to sketch what she sees, not able to capture all the intricacies of the architectural wonders around them.
The other guests look around in amazement as well. As they dive down, a tiny school of fish swims past KK, right outside the bubble. As they get deeper, and deeper, and deeper, to the point they should have hit the bottom of the river by now, the deep below them starts to glow a faint, bright blue, like sunlight piercing the depths, upside down.
She continues to watch, absolutely awestruck. "So beautiful..." She mutters to herself.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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!
As the last guests step onto the boat, the finely dressed young man does as well, and it begins to row itself out to deeper water. The water shimmers, and as you look down to see the magic, you are met not with your own reflection but the reflection of an entirely different night sky, of a lit city with magnificent marble architecture, stunning irrigation systems made of white stone and glass, and glorious waterworks, fountains, man made canals, and everything else you could imagine. Then, the boat begins to sink. A bubble slowly forms around it, keeping all those inside safe and dry, as it begins to descend deeper into the water.
Felix watches, curious. He prepares a ward to protect himself in the event that this turns out to be a trap.
It holds firm, not popping and not letting any water in.
*Hello it's nice to meet you! can you me where I am? (and the rest of Insane)*
. ݁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!
The other guests look around in amazement as well. As they dive down, a tiny school of fish swims past KK, right outside the bubble. As they get deeper, and deeper, and deeper, to the point they should have hit the bottom of the river by now, the deep below them starts to glow a faint, bright blue, like sunlight piercing the depths, upside down.
"It must be magic!"
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)
Isaac watches with interest as they descend
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“Ya did absolutely nothin’ but love people who ain’t deserve it. Family’s what we are, an’ family don’t need reasons to love.”
*Would anyone like to RP? Ig I've been asking to many times.*
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
A large fish, half the size of an adult human, rushes past the bubble, slamming into it. It still doesn’t pop.
*sure*
Chares is fighting a baby purple worm in the forest
. ݁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!
“No, I’ve been able to keep them fed without needing to eat myself. It’s been a wonderful thing.”
He smiles up at her, too weak for him to move much “Love… you… Lify… going to… marry you… one day…” He drunkenly says.
They look even more confused than before “W-what?” They grip their staff tightly.
(sure. who you got?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
She continues to watch, absolutely awestruck. "So beautiful..." She mutters to herself.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ichigo watches, his hand in the hilt of his sword just in case.
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
*I suppose all of them.*
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
*Absolutely! Would you like any specific character?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Uhh I have no idea to be honest.*
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
"Okay" Basil stretches "It sounds amazing to have a kid"
She kisses him on the forehead "I love you"
"Yeah" It streches
. ݁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!
*Very well, let's see...*
Omori is sitting in a tree that she climbed, and is birdwatching.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Felix watches, curious. He prepares a ward to protect himself in the event that this turns out to be a trap.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Father Luciano waves, outside collecting sticks for kindling "Hello there."
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