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!
A green dragonborn wearing a ridiculous hat walks into the tavern. Only those who are paying great attention can see her, even with the hat. She is quiet, and moves over to an unoccupied corner to sew some hats.
*Name is Shako, a Lv. 4 dragonborn. Haven't decided on the class yet.*
A humanoid with leather armor walks over, with 'red wine' all over their chest
Shako looks up, her hands still occupied with her sewing. "Pardon my asking, but 1. who are you and 2. what is that all over your chest?"
*First time being rp'd with, so thanks*
Cherry smiles "Names Cherry, and why ya need tuh know"
*aw it's nothin' much!*
"Because you look awful with that stuff that I'm hopefully going to assume is wine all over you! You should clean that up!" she replies. Her hands have finished a red and black hat with devil horns and now are working on a blue beanie.
Samaritan is inside his restaurant, sitting at his desk and looking over papers. He is dressed in a black suit that was specifically made for his body, completely with golden cuff likes with his devil sigil etched on to them: 'He who is a good samaritan to sinners'. He is stubs out a cigar on an ash tray, grumbling.
Father Luciano is baking cranberry, orange, walnut bread for himself to keep hunger at bay for later.
Merabelle is painting in front of Samaritan’s restaurant, wearing her black, paint stained overalls as she uses her watercolors to paint the snow scene and beautiful sky, the cold not bothering her.
Sparrow is refining the craft of reading as well as attempting to cast spells without Rosemary as his catalyst, making very little progress, occasional warbling of the air but nothing else.
Thane is still working on building houses for those who can’t afford them, and feeding those who need it, holding his baby in his arms as he does so, a broad smile along his face.
Grimes is playing dragonchess in the library, humming happily to himself in the warmth of the building as he continues to play, his duster and hat sitting on a chair nearby.
*hello! Today I will be baking cookies, which means I may be unavailable for a bit*
*and that is not a joke, I am literally baking cookies*
*Wonderful!*
*I'm almost done with Ulysses Sawyer-Austin, AKA Holy Tex. He's becoming quite interesting I think.*
*I'm interested in how Holy Tex is going to come out. Keep me updated, pleez*
*His mithral armor is styled after something between cowboy clothes and mourning garb, but with a cape depicting stylistic striped tears falling from a big, winged eye and a similarly designed tower shield. His theme is summed up as "an angel at America's funeral."*
*hello! Today I will be baking cookies, which means I may be unavailable for a bit*
*and that is not a joke, I am literally baking cookies*
*Wonderful!*
*I'm almost done with Ulysses Sawyer-Austin, AKA Holy Tex. He's becoming quite interesting I think.*
*I'm interested in how Holy Tex is going to come out. Keep me updated, pleez*
*His mithral armor is styled after something between cowboy clothes and mourning garb, but with a cape depicting stylistic striped tears falling from a big, winged eye and a similarly designed tower shield. His theme is summed up as "an angel at America's funeral."*
*Cool. Also, I will be off for a little while as I cook up a stat block for a ChR 25 black pudding named Glob*
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I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
*yall gettin too real for me*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Good food is life.*
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 need the nom noms or I feel empty.*
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
*awww s##t GTG :(*
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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!
"Because you look awful with that stuff that I'm hopefully going to assume is wine all over you! You should clean that up!" she replies. Her hands have finished a red and black hat with devil horns and now are working on a blue beanie.
*edit: Shako is a Lv. 4 bard*
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
*I mean yeah that’s how people tend to work*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Im back from being dead again, maybe.*
Samaritan is inside his restaurant, sitting at his desk and looking over papers. He is dressed in a black suit that was specifically made for his body, completely with golden cuff likes with his devil sigil etched on to them: 'He who is a good samaritan to sinners'. He is stubs out a cigar on an ash tray, grumbling.
Father Luciano is baking cranberry, orange, walnut bread for himself to keep hunger at bay for later.
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'm going to be leaning into the "In God we trust" element of my latest character, which fits since he's a paladin.*
*His primary weapon will be a flail with a broken chain with pieces that float in place, with a head shaped like a biblically accurate angel.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hello! Today I will be baking cookies, which means I may be unavailable for a bit*
*and that is not a joke, I am literally baking cookies*
*cool!*
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
*Wonderful!*
*I'm almost done with Ulysses Sawyer-Austin, AKA Holy Tex. He's becoming quite interesting I think.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm interested in how Holy Tex is going to come out. Keep me updated, pleez*
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
*Cowboys, if you want anyone else, please ask.*
Merabelle is painting in front of Samaritan’s restaurant, wearing her black, paint stained overalls as she uses her watercolors to paint the snow scene and beautiful sky, the cold not bothering her.
Sparrow is refining the craft of reading as well as attempting to cast spells without Rosemary as his catalyst, making very little progress, occasional warbling of the air but nothing else.
Thane is still working on building houses for those who can’t afford them, and feeding those who need it, holding his baby in his arms as he does so, a broad smile along his face.
Grimes is playing dragonchess in the library, humming happily to himself in the warmth of the building as he continues to play, his duster and hat sitting on a chair nearby.
*His mithral armor is styled after something between cowboy clothes and mourning garb, but with a cape depicting stylistic striped tears falling from a big, winged eye and a similarly designed tower shield. His theme is summed up as "an angel at America's funeral."*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cool bro, I love cookies.*
*Cool. Also, I will be off for a little while as I cook up a stat block for a ChR 25 black pudding named Glob*
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
*I got to go to an animal shelter and got to meet a dog named 'Beans'*
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
*That sounds amazing, Beans deserves all the love they can get.*
*excellent*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.