*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
He looks up to them from his spear “I don’t… like the indoors much anymore. Living in the wild is what I’m used to.” He shrugs “Thank you for considering me though.”
*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
He looks up to them from his spear “I don’t… like the indoors much anymore. Living in the wild is what I’m used to.” He shrugs “Thank you for considering me though.”
“I would… offer to take away the cold from you, but I can’t feel cold so it won’t work… but how are you doing?”
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!
*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
He looks up to them from his spear “I don’t… like the indoors much anymore. Living in the wild is what I’m used to.” He shrugs “Thank you for considering me though.”
“I would… offer to take away the cold from you, but I can’t feel cold so it won’t work… but how are you doing?”
“I would not have accepted the offer regardless, thank you deeply. I am doing well, not many have tried to assassinate me recently.” He says absentmindedly.
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!
James has recovered from crying, but instead has just started drinking.
Thane has noticed that his stitches are almost entirely unnecessary now that the flesh has healed, and his using his axe to cut them off, occasionally cutting himself be accident.
Evan is dancing femininely in the forest, frantically looking around to make sure no one sees them, before continuing.
James has recovered from crying, but instead has just started drinking.
Thane has noticed that his stitches are almost entirely unnecessary now that the flesh has healed, and his using his axe to cut them off, occasionally cutting himself be accident.
Evan is dancing femininely in the forest, frantically looking around to make sure no one sees them, before continuing.
Lify sighs "Look, you can't just drink your problems away- trust me I've tried" despite sighing at the start, she says it in a very worried tone
Each time Thane accidentally cuts himself, Basil casts healing word on him
Wind is just, somehow there and joins in, clearly much worse at it than Evan
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!
*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
He looks up to them from his spear “I don’t… like the indoors much anymore. Living in the wild is what I’m used to.” He shrugs “Thank you for considering me though.”
“I would… offer to take away the cold from you, but I can’t feel cold so it won’t work… but how are you doing?”
“I would not have accepted the offer regardless, thank you deeply. I am doing well, not many have tried to assassinate me recently.” He says absentmindedly.
“That implies… someone has recently. Why do so many people want you dead?”
James has recovered from crying, but instead has just started drinking.
Thane has noticed that his stitches are almost entirely unnecessary now that the flesh has healed, and his using his axe to cut them off, occasionally cutting himself be accident.
Evan is dancing femininely in the forest, frantically looking around to make sure no one sees them, before continuing.
Lify sighs "Look, you can't just drink your problems away- trust me I've tried" despite sighing at the start, she says it in a very worried tone
Each time Thane accidentally cuts himself, Basil casts healing word on him
Wind is just, somehow there and joins in, clearly much worse at it than Evan
James looks up to them, his eyes just… so tired “Why? Why are you so worried about me?” He clings to her with every ounce of muscle he has in him.
Thane looks down to them, putting down the axe “Ya don’t need ta do that, I’ll heal either way.”
Evan turns to them “Hey?! What did you get here?!” They continue to dance, but look very confused, holding their staff horizontally.
*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
He looks up to them from his spear “I don’t… like the indoors much anymore. Living in the wild is what I’m used to.” He shrugs “Thank you for considering me though.”
“I would… offer to take away the cold from you, but I can’t feel cold so it won’t work… but how are you doing?”
“I would not have accepted the offer regardless, thank you deeply. I am doing well, not many have tried to assassinate me recently.” He says absentmindedly.
“That implies… someone has recently. Why do so many people want you dead?”
“It is not something you should have to worry about. I will not die until my sister is healed.”
James has recovered from crying, but instead has just started drinking.
Thane has noticed that his stitches are almost entirely unnecessary now that the flesh has healed, and his using his axe to cut them off, occasionally cutting himself be accident.
Evan is dancing femininely in the forest, frantically looking around to make sure no one sees them, before continuing.
Lify sighs "Look, you can't just drink your problems away- trust me I've tried" despite sighing at the start, she says it in a very worried tone
Each time Thane accidentally cuts himself, Basil casts healing word on him
Wind is just, somehow there and joins in, clearly much worse at it than Evan
James looks up to them, his eyes just… so tired “Why? Why are you so worried about me?” He clings to her with every ounce of muscle he has in him.
Thane looks down to them, putting down the axe “Ya don’t need ta do that, I’ll heal either way.”
Evan turns to them “Hey?! What did you get here?!” They continue to dance, but look very confused, holding their staff horizontally.
"Because- I love you. And I want to do everything I can to make you live your best life" Her body slightly heats up, like an uncertain flame
"It is faster this way" Basil currently has two law books, one notebook, and one note in his purse *how tall is Thane?... *
"I got here like an hour ago, well in the forest. here about... three minute ago?" Wind eventually just falls on the ground, from lack of dancing skills
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!
*I’m workshopping a backstory for my Candy boi right now as well!*
*I also found a song for the snek. His bodily fluids and tissues have healing properties, so he's been hunted by good and evil creatures alike.*
*What if he wasn't a fallen angel, but one that was sent down and slowly became corrupted by earthly things until he became "paragon good" instead of "construct servant of the gods good?" So not allowed back into heaven without the whole 'being dead' thing, but still a holy being.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
He looks up to them from his spear “I don’t… like the indoors much anymore. Living in the wild is what I’m used to.” He shrugs “Thank you for considering me though.”
“I would… offer to take away the cold from you, but I can’t feel cold so it won’t work… but how are you doing?”
(Hi Arch)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*yo who wants to RP with me?*
. ݁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!
“I would not have accepted the offer regardless, thank you deeply. I am doing well, not many have tried to assassinate me recently.” He says absentmindedly.
*Why not, James, Thane, and Evan?*
*yes pls*
. ݁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!
James has recovered from crying, but instead has just started drinking.
Thane has noticed that his stitches are almost entirely unnecessary now that the flesh has healed, and his using his axe to cut them off, occasionally cutting himself be accident.
Evan is dancing femininely in the forest, frantically looking around to make sure no one sees them, before continuing.
Lify sighs "Look, you can't just drink your problems away- trust me I've tried" despite sighing at the start, she says it in a very worried tone
Each time Thane accidentally cuts himself, Basil casts healing word on him
Wind is just, somehow there and joins in, clearly much worse at it than Evan
. ݁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!
“That implies… someone has recently. Why do so many people want you dead?”
James looks up to them, his eyes just… so tired “Why? Why are you so worried about me?” He clings to her with every ounce of muscle he has in him.
Thane looks down to them, putting down the axe “Ya don’t need ta do that, I’ll heal either way.”
Evan turns to them “Hey?! What did you get here?!” They continue to dance, but look very confused, holding their staff horizontally.
*I may make my snekky boi a fallen angel.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*dewit*
*I’m workshopping a backstory for my Candy boi right now as well!*
(Anyone want to rp)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“It is not something you should have to worry about. I will not die until my sister is healed.”
*Ah not enough fallen angels, I have… three if you count Sparrow and Sanviento.*
"Because- I love you. And I want to do everything I can to make you live your best life" Her body slightly heats up, like an uncertain flame
"It is faster this way" Basil currently has two law books, one notebook, and one note in his purse *how tall is Thane?... *
"I got here like an hour ago, well in the forest. here about... three minute ago?" Wind eventually just falls on the ground, from lack of dancing skills
. ݁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!
*I also found a song for the snek. His bodily fluids and tissues have healing properties, so he's been hunted by good and evil creatures alike.*
*What if he wasn't a fallen angel, but one that was sent down and slowly became corrupted by earthly things until he became "paragon good" instead of "construct servant of the gods good?" So not allowed back into heaven without the whole 'being dead' thing, but still a holy being.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels