So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*We will likely have to continue this later, if you are on later, but I wanted to get this started at least.*
A fat, smiling woman in her late 50s, standing mostly straight at about 6' 2", approaches him with a sort of dance. He can immediately see that she is a hag, although her real appearance isn't all that different, just green. "Hello, sonny jim. You're pretty good at that." She offers him him a hand-painted flyer. "Would you like to join my knitting and book club?" The flyer has beautiful fonts, designs, and formatting, but the only word is "Please" over and over again, then an "address" (in the middle of the woods). It's actually a bit disturbing.
Raphael takes the flyer with a smile. "Sure, dear. Who might the host of it be? You?" The halfling asks
"Correctomundo, son!" She jabs a finger at him and does an energetic jig, which is impressive given her size, health, and age. "You'll be my first member! I decided to form it today because I felt like I needed a stronger sense of community. I'm kind of lonely these days. No one ever comes to visit." She stops dancing, and sort of curls in on herself, frowning. She suddenly looks like she feels her age, instead of like a young woman in an elderly body. Then she slowly rises back into her original posture, wiping her eyes. "Anyway, I'm glad you're interested. We're going to discuss our first book when we meet up this Monday. I already have some good ones picked out, but you should come up with some suggestions too."
*We will likely have to continue this later, if you are on later, but I wanted to get this started at least.*
A fat, smiling woman in her late 50s, standing mostly straight at about 6' 2", approaches him with a sort of dance. He can immediately see that she is a hag, although her real appearance isn't all that different, just green. "Hello, sonny jim. You're pretty good at that." She offers him him a hand-painted flyer. "Would you like to join my knitting and book club?" The flyer has beautiful fonts, designs, and formatting, but the only word is "Please" over and over again, then an "address" (in the middle of the woods). It's actually a bit disturbing.
Raphael takes the flyer with a smile. "Sure, dear. Who might the host of it be? You?" The halfling asks
"Correctomundo, son!" She jabs a finger at him and does an energetic jig, which is impressive given her size, health, and age. "You'll be my first member! I decided to form it today because I felt like I needed a stronger sense of community. I'm kind of lonely these days. No one ever comes to visit." She stops dancing, and sort of curls in on herself, frowning. She suddenly looks like she feels her age, instead of like a young woman in an elderly body. Then she slowly rises back into her original posture, wiping her eyes. "Anyway, I'm glad you're interested. We're going to discuss our first book when we meet up this Monday. I already have some good ones picked out, but you should come up with some suggestions too."
"Why thank you. What is your name, lady?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Correctomundo, son!" She jabs a finger at him and does an energetic jig, which is impressive given her size, health, and age. "You'll be my first member! I decided to form it today because I felt like I needed a stronger sense of community. I'm kind of lonely these days. No one ever comes to visit." She stops dancing, and sort of curls in on herself, frowning. She suddenly looks like she feels her age, instead of like a young woman in an elderly body. Then she slowly rises back into her original posture, wiping her eyes. "Anyway, I'm glad you're interested. We're going to discuss our first book when we meet up this Monday. I already have some good ones picked out, but you should come up with some suggestions too."
"Why thank you. What is your name, lady?"
"Madeline Muffet. You can call me Mrs. Muffet or Granny if you don't have the space in the attic to remember my full name. Sometimes I don't even remember my full name." She starts tapping her old leather shoe against the ground, making a snappy and somewhat pleasant noise. The shoe has flowers painted on it by childish hands, and carefully carved wooden plates on both the heel and toe. She looks up at him, stopping the movement. "Hmm? Oh, yes, I completely forgot. What is your name?"
Circut is still sleeping, wires plugged into sockets
*please*
*I will bring in the semi-evil grandma*
A pair of red eyes flick open in the darkness. The sound of breathing fills the air as they grow closer, heavy, clacking footsteps getting slowly closer. "Are you a puppy?" Comes a wizened woman's breathy voice.
Circut is still sleeping, wires plugged into sockets
*please*
*I will bring in the semi-evil grandma*
A pair of red eyes flick open in the darkness. The sound of breathing fills the air as they grow closer, heavy, clacking footsteps getting slowly closer. "Are you a puppy?" Comes a wizened woman's breathy voice.
They stand up
"No... I am a protogen... but- I do have some wolf genes in my... biological? parts" They say biological as if they aren't sure if it counts as that
A pair of red eyes flick open in the darkness. The sound of breathing fills the air as they grow closer, heavy, clacking footsteps getting slowly closer. "Are you a puppy?" Comes a wizened woman's breathy voice.
They stand up
"No... I am a protogen... but- I do have some wolf genes in my... biological? parts" They say biological as if they aren't sure if it counts as that
"You look like a puppy." A old, fat, green claw reaches into the light of their visor and holds out a mostly featureless stuffed doll. "Would you like to play with me? I made a dollie for you. I don't know if you would like action figures more, but I'm not good at making them yet."
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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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*Cool! Hopefully all goes well in the hiest. Whose playing?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Hello?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*[gasp]*
*PALL*
*bows. The one and only!!! How are you, Alaric?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I'm doing good, it's been so long!*
*It has indeed. I'm glad to hear your doing good. How has things been without me?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*it's been alright, I missed ya*
*Why thank you. I've missed you too, buddy*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I am now back. Session was short and weird. I decided the Intellect Devourer had two human feet and wore air Jordans over them.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Props to them for being so fly*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(nice to see you again pall)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*It's a pleasure to see you as well, Moon. How are you?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Correctomundo, son!" She jabs a finger at him and does an energetic jig, which is impressive given her size, health, and age. "You'll be my first member! I decided to form it today because I felt like I needed a stronger sense of community. I'm kind of lonely these days. No one ever comes to visit." She stops dancing, and sort of curls in on herself, frowning. She suddenly looks like she feels her age, instead of like a young woman in an elderly body. Then she slowly rises back into her original posture, wiping her eyes. "Anyway, I'm glad you're interested. We're going to discuss our first book when we meet up this Monday. I already have some good ones picked out, but you should come up with some suggestions too."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*blp*
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.
"Why thank you. What is your name, lady?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*yo if anyone wants to RP with me*
Circut is still sleeping, wires plugged into sockets
*please*
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.
"Madeline Muffet. You can call me Mrs. Muffet or Granny if you don't have the space in the attic to remember my full name. Sometimes I don't even remember my full name." She starts tapping her old leather shoe against the ground, making a snappy and somewhat pleasant noise. The shoe has flowers painted on it by childish hands, and carefully carved wooden plates on both the heel and toe. She looks up at him, stopping the movement. "Hmm? Oh, yes, I completely forgot. What is your name?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I will bring in the semi-evil grandma*
A pair of red eyes flick open in the darkness. The sound of breathing fills the air as they grow closer, heavy, clacking footsteps getting slowly closer. "Are you a puppy?" Comes a wizened woman's breathy voice.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They stand up
"No... I am a protogen... but- I do have some wolf genes in my... biological? parts" They say biological as if they aren't sure if it counts as that
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.
"You look like a puppy." A old, fat, green claw reaches into the light of their visor and holds out a mostly featureless stuffed doll. "Would you like to play with me? I made a dollie for you. I don't know if you would like action figures more, but I'm not good at making them yet."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels