*uuuuuuh. I wanna roleplay. Feed or I shall devour your minds and bodies to become part of the flesh creation I am*
*who shall be victims?*
*Anyone you wish to feed to meeeee.*
*I cant pick today! I am big not okay*
*Uhhhhhhhhh Omi and Reese.*
Omi is reading, but not the Death Note.
Reese is struggling, but shes managing to care for her kids.
They feel a curved blade against their neck. "Please come with me." A soft voice says, forcing them up and out the door.
Alix is trying his best but he has fallen into a state of depression almost, spending a lot of time by his daughters grave.
He complies, though out of boredom. "Hey now, my fee is much more than cash now a days. I don't give it away as easily anymore." he says, chuckling.
She leaves them within Saphuno's care, and goes to see him.
"All about yourself. Do you know how many have suffered because of you?" The voice asks.
Alix looks up at her, his tail not even wagging despite her presence.
*Omi has gotten rid of the Note, and is now just his regular self* "You don't know who I am, do you? I'm just the Autumn God, Shinigima was an unwilling side-job." he says, clearly po'd
She leans into him, just squeezing him. "I love you..."
*I know.*
The voice laughs "Child, you may be a god but you still caused harm to so many even if you were unwilling." It says.
"I love you too." He hugs her back.
"I had the book for a week, and it was controlling me. So get your clammy hands off of me, you sicko." he says, walking away from them "You've no right to judge me."
"I... don't even know what to say. Is there anything I could say?..." she tears up, sitting in his lap.
As they begin to walk away, suddenly they run into a wall. Shimmering glass like energy flits around them and in the reflection, they can see an owl-like creature watching them "I'm afraid that is not an option at the moment."
"It's fine... We'll be fine." He whispers, burying his face in her neck.
He sends a fist into the wall, glowing a soft orange. 23 damage "I want you to tell me exactly what I've done to deserve this treatment." he says, seething.
She smells good. She sighs, reaching up to hold his head. "We will be fine, hun. Promise."
It doesn't seem to shatter. The owl creature seems to shift about though but there is nothing behind Omi "I've trapped gods before, this is nothing new." He says "You hurt, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Felix Ambersmoke. I went to the planes of the heavens to bring him back. Admittedly, he was not angry in his own way but what I saw was a misuse of power, even if the book was possessing you." He said, the reflection pulls out a book "Law of the univertstates that the governing body that holds a magical item is still viable for the law of heaven and hell, if the body holding the item does something against the law of the items original plane, it too shall be out to justice." He says.
"I know it's just... I feel so weak and useless, like I should've done more for you.. for her."
*I really, really don't like this.*
"That book was from this plane, are you insane?! That God of death left his will to be done, and I was the idiot who picked it up. You're just a stuck-up [GP] hole who is blaming yet another one of the victims of the stupid gods of death." he's glowing hotter now, and a few leaves whip into sight. "I have my duties, release me."
"There was nothing we could have done... she was little, and had no strength."
*If you wish for me to stop, please do tell me. I don't want to push you with this*
"No, you have proven to me that you didn't know what you were messing with and simply picked it up. Same as picking up a gun, without knowing the safety is off, and accidentally shooting someone. Actions have consequences." He said, closing the book softly "You may have been possessed, that is true, but picking up and item, especially one you didn't know, was wrong."
"I know.. I know.. I just feel like I could've done something, anything." He whispers.
Circut is currently sitting somewhere (IDK), their wires plugged into many outlets. Their face is blank, with three white dots bouncing up and down. their fur seems to be pulsing with light, as their large frame fits into a corner much smaller than their huge body
He folds his arms. "Hm. What's been going on up top? I've been down below for a while."
*May I ask for Felix as well.*
"Well, your father has returned after disappearing. He has some form of amnesia that prevents him from remembering things. On top of that, there is a church that has been hounding him and me but he feels it's more propaganda than anything."
*You may.*
"Ah. That's... concerning. Not sure what I can do about that. If I knew earlier, I could check records of summons, resurrections, whatever, and maybe blacklist them, but now that I'm not in a position of authority, I can't do that."
Felix is setting up dominoes on his porch while eating gold-plated fried chicken.
Circut is currently sitting somewhere (IDK), their wires plugged into many outlets. Their face is blank, with three white dots bouncing up and down. their fur seems to be pulsing with light, as their large frame fits into a corner much smaller than their huge body
He folds his arms. "Hm. What's been going on up top? I've been down below for a while."
*May I ask for Felix as well.*
"Well, your father has returned after disappearing. He has some form of amnesia that prevents him from remembering things. On top of that, there is a church that has been hounding him and me but he feels it's more propaganda than anything."
*You may.*
"Ah. That's... concerning. Not sure what I can do about that. If I knew earlier, I could check records of summons, resurrections, whatever, and maybe blacklist them, but now that I'm not in a position of authority, I can't do that."
Felix is setting up dominoes on his porch while eating gold-plated fried chicken.
"It's okay hon, I'll find something out." He smiles and hugs him "Care for a bite to eat? I know you have your father's appetite."
Angél walks over, holding a book in hand. His talons silently make their way across the ground as he waves "Good evening, I wonder if I could speak to you about something... I do hope I am not taking you away from your project.
A young woman in a sun hat enters the inn. Her long blonde hair brushes the hem of her sundress, swaying back and forth across the lacey edge as she walks. Slung across her shoulder is an antique leather bag. As she sits at the bar, she clutches the pendant on her necklace. It’s a small blue stone that matches her eyes encased in gold filigree, hanging from a thin golden chain.
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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)
"Ah. That's... concerning. Not sure what I can do about that. If I knew earlier, I could check records of summons, resurrections, whatever, and maybe blacklist them, but now that I'm not in a position of authority, I can't do that."
Felix is setting up dominoes on his porch while eating gold-plated fried chicken.
"It's okay hon, I'll find something out." He smiles and hugs him "Care for a bite to eat? I know you have your father's appetite."
Angél walks over, holding a book in hand. His talons silently make their way across the ground as he waves "Good evening, I wonder if I could speak to you about something... I do hope I am not taking you away from your project.
"Yes." He says without hesitation.
"I'm not really doing anything." He sits down heavily, knocking down the dominoes in the process.
"Ah. That's... concerning. Not sure what I can do about that. If I knew earlier, I could check records of summons, resurrections, whatever, and maybe blacklist them, but now that I'm not in a position of authority, I can't do that."
Felix is setting up dominoes on his porch while eating gold-plated fried chicken.
"It's okay hon, I'll find something out." He smiles and hugs him "Care for a bite to eat? I know you have your father's appetite."
Angél walks over, holding a book in hand. His talons silently make their way across the ground as he waves "Good evening, I wonder if I could speak to you about something... I do hope I am not taking you away from your project.
"Yes." He says without hesitation.
"I'm not really doing anything." He sits down heavily, knocking down the dominoes in the process.
He laughs pleasently and nods. He leads them to the tavern and orders them both the feast special which has almost every kind of traditional food to the area.
"Ah, but isn't that the art of what you are doing?" He gestures to the dominios.
A young woman in a sun hat enters the inn. Her long blonde hair brushes the hem of her sundress, swaying back and forth across the lacey edge as she walks. Slung across her shoulder is an antique leather bag. As she sits at the bar, she clutches the pendant on her necklace. It’s a small blue stone that matches her eyes encased in gold filigree, hanging from a thin golden chain.
The cup of tea that she ordered sits untouched on the table
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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)
"I'm not really doing anything." He sits down heavily, knocking down the dominoes in the process.
He laughs pleasently and nods. He leads them to the tavern and orders them both the feast special which has almost every kind of traditional food to the area.
"Ah, but isn't that the art of what you are doing?" He gestures to the dominios.
Felix looks up. "I guess. The wind keeps knocking them over anyway." He takes another bite out of the whole fried chicken.
James cackles as he fails to resist the effect of the spell, walking over to try and hit him with his rapier. To hit:30 Damage:6
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.)
*If you wish for me to stop, please do tell me. I don't want to push you with this*
"No, you have proven to me that you didn't know what you were messing with and simply picked it up. Same as picking up a gun, without knowing the safety is off, and accidentally shooting someone. Actions have consequences." He said, closing the book softly "You may have been possessed, that is true, but picking up and item, especially one you didn't know, was wrong."
"I know.. I know.. I just feel like I could've done something, anything." He whispers.
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 smiles again, though it is small. She sips hers.
"No no, just asking because we wish to know what you feel." Gigli says, tilting his head.
He watches her, working on something else as he does.
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
His eyes shine at the sight of her smiling "I'm happy ta see that."
"I'm happy ta see my brother again, we haven't talked since he had to go to high school." He says, sad about those days.
He notices that she is painting him, looking overly flattering.
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.)
He hisses at the hit
Than, Lify casts vampiric touch Hit15 Dam9
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*pls*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*how is everyone doing?*
*good*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*She has advantage because of the dance.*
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.)
*You may.*
"Ah. That's... concerning. Not sure what I can do about that. If I knew earlier, I could check records of summons, resurrections, whatever, and maybe blacklist them, but now that I'm not in a position of authority, I can't do that."
Felix is setting up dominoes on his porch while eating gold-plated fried chicken.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*true dat* 27
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Now that hits baby! Let's see if he can make it out of the dance.*
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.)
*pls*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"It's okay hon, I'll find something out." He smiles and hugs him "Care for a bite to eat? I know you have your father's appetite."
Angél walks over, holding a book in hand. His talons silently make their way across the ground as he waves "Good evening, I wonder if I could speak to you about something... I do hope I am not taking you away from your project.
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 young woman in a sun hat enters the inn. Her long blonde hair brushes the hem of her sundress, swaying back and forth across the lacey edge as she walks. Slung across her shoulder is an antique leather bag. As she sits at the bar, she clutches the pendant on her necklace. It’s a small blue stone that matches her eyes encased in gold filigree, hanging from a thin golden chain.
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)
"Yes." He says without hesitation.
"I'm not really doing anything." He sits down heavily, knocking down the dominoes in the process.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He laughs pleasently and nods. He leads them to the tavern and orders them both the feast special which has almost every kind of traditional food to the area.
"Ah, but isn't that the art of what you are doing?" He gestures to the dominios.
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
The cup of tea that she ordered sits untouched on the table
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)
Felix looks up. "I guess. The wind keeps knocking them over anyway." He takes another bite out of the whole fried chicken.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He hisses "Child- you shan't win!" 16 Wis
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.