Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*I don’t have much time I’m pretty sure. Wanna rp? I just introed a new dude.*
Well I have one char, but…. It’s a fakemon character.
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)
*Good evening, everyone!*
Omori is continuing her study of the star map her mother gave her.
KK is making more horrific mannequins and letting them wander through the woods.
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)
*regretfully, i gotta go. but i’m glad to have caught you beforehand and i’ll see you tomorrow.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hi yvonne*
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)
*Good evening.*
Merabelle continues to help her while she paints, the painting not having much form yet.
A silver mist settles around the warehouse, along with the smell of blood and death quickly approaching.
*See ya around man, good to see you dude. Have an incredibly good one.*
*Gosh i'm racking my brains here. Brynn and Paia are going through an update and all the other ones are old so I think it's just taika.*
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)
*How art thou today?*
After a while, she seems tired figure one part out, her eyes widening a bit with the realization. "Wait, that's... Oh! So that's how that spell works..." *Quick question, what cantrips does Merabelle know?*
KK notices the smell of blood growing stronger than it usually is around the warehouse- it almost chokes out the stench of paint that clings to the entire building- and looks outside through the windows to investigate.
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)
*wonderful evening, my dears!*
*fine*
taika seems to have rebounded since his failure regarding bug and the lady, standing outside the tavern with his old familiar pitch. Notably, he seems to be using a different display model. This one is made of white porcelain with intricately painted features and glassy eyes, the spitting image of a fine porcelain doll.
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)
*Good evening, Arch! How doth thee fare?*
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)
*Doing well, and thou? Primal Savagery, and two others, I can’t remember.*
She looks over to them, putting down her paint brush “What ya tryin’ ta learn now?” The painting seems to be her with someone else, a particular kind of vibe between the two.
They see the person I introed moving swiftly towards the warehouse, a shortsword in one hand, his pistol in the other, his eyes filled with a madness and bloodlust as he disappears behind a tree and doesn’t come back from what KK can see, but the smell keeps getting closer.
omg hi arch
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)
*I don’t have a lot of time! Please rp!*
*wonderfully! For Krampus, I had gotten a gaming PC! Which means I also finally got that silly little war game I’ve wanted for a year and a half! (Total war: Warhammer 1, 2, and 3)*
*I’ve played for a few hours on the first one and it’s already a blast!*
*ooh, alright, who do you want?*
*hi!*
*I DONT KNOW! I JUST WANT TO RP! If that’s okay with you of course.*
*I'm doing well as well!*
She points to one part of the map that she learned to properly read- the particular constellations that correlate to the Primal Savagery cantrip. "I think I figured out the writing along the connecting lines. It's... it's a spell, right?"
She quickly withdraws into the warehouse once more, and sends out one of her mannequins which holds a radio in its many, many hands. The abominable construct crawls out from the window to look for the hunter.
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)