Soon, Cherry is dragging a large buck out from a bush "Hello" she says with a slight wave
*syr I was sleepin* she’s just standing there, maybe terrified
*okie*
Cherry just blinks twice, than she holds up the deer higher and starts to consume it's blood
*blp*
*yay* lillian yelps and turns to face the wall, covering her eyes with her hands
Soon Cherry is done and walks over "You okay? You look pretty... traumatized..."
“Oh, I’m just squeamish” she turns around and peeks through her fingers “are you done yet?”
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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)
All of them are still warm. The pastry ones are almost croissant-like while the metal ones are... well, metal.
"I have a big oven. I can make the whole alphabet in it at once. And I made the metal ones with my witchfire. I heated up my claws so that I could melt through the steel."
They stretch, and smile
"I'm always making useful, tasty little things. Would you like to come and see? I could make us some tea. Do you like tea, big friend?" As the light shifts, he can briefly see her face. A plump green hag, her greying hair held back with an old white cap. She's not especially ugly or even all that old looking, about 50-something, although she's nowhere even close to conventionally attractive either.
Angél is outside, humming as he looks for some Sparrow's. He has been stealthy and silently hiding in trees until the perfect moment where he can grab one. Admittedly, he looks a bit silly, a human-sized Owlin sitting in a tree.
The Welder is now building a metal box like structure, likely the one he is going to house himself in until his body implodes.
Masuki is walking around town, her armor covering her until she can hide someplace and take it off.
Felix is walking throught the forest with a basket of nuts and berries when he sees Angel, looking up. "Hey, man. What are you doin' up there?"
A fat, unattractive human woman in her late 50s is eating ice cream, when she sees her and laughs. "What a pretty thing you are!" She sort of dances over without any fear, laughing and spinning with her arms out. Once she gets close, it's clear that she's at least 6 feet tall. "Ever thought of donating some of that beauty?"
Soon, Cherry is dragging a large buck out from a bush "Hello" she says with a slight wave
*syr I was sleepin* she’s just standing there, maybe terrified
*okie*
Cherry just blinks twice, than she holds up the deer higher and starts to consume it's blood
*blp*
*yay* lillian yelps and turns to face the wall, covering her eyes with her hands
Soon Cherry is done and walks over "You okay? You look pretty... traumatized..."
“Oh, I’m just squeamish” she turns around and peeks through her fingers “are you done yet?”
"Yep..." There is a loud thud heard, and the deer is gone
“Did you eat the whole thing?” She seems a little dismayed.
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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 always making useful, tasty little things. Would you like to come and see? I could make us some tea. Do you like tea, big friend?" As the light shifts, he can briefly see her face. A plump green hag, her greying hair held back with an old white cap. She's not especially ugly or even all that old looking, about 50-something, although she's nowhere even close to conventionally attractive either.
"Sure!" Their nanite face shifts too a cyan smile
She holds out her hand to him once more. "My cottage isn't too far from here. Take my hand, and I can lead you there."
Angél is outside, humming as he looks for some Sparrow's. He has been stealthy and silently hiding in trees until the perfect moment where he can grab one. Admittedly, he looks a bit silly, a human-sized Owlin sitting in a tree.
The Welder is now building a metal box like structure, likely the one he is going to house himself in until his body implodes.
Masuki is walking around town, her armor covering her until she can hide someplace and take it off.
Felix is walking throught the forest with a basket of nuts and berries when he sees Angel, looking up. "Hey, man. What are you doin' up there?"
A fat, unattractive human woman in her late 50s is eating ice cream, when she sees her and laughs. "What a pretty thing you are!" She sort of dances over without any fear, laughing and spinning with her arms out. Once she gets close, it's clear that she's at least 6 feet tall. "Ever thought of donating some of that beauty?"
Angél spins his head around "Oh, hello Felix. Very good to see you! I am looking for birds you see, material realm birds are rather delectable and, I will not lie, I am hungry." He said, jumping down.
"O-oh, hello ma'am...." She said, her voice timid ".. you don't want me to take this helm off ma'am... It will end badly for you."
"I'm always making useful, tasty little things. Would you like to come and see? I could make us some tea. Do you like tea, big friend?" As the light shifts, he can briefly see her face. A plump green hag, her greying hair held back with an old white cap. She's not especially ugly or even all that old looking, about 50-something, although she's nowhere even close to conventionally attractive either.
"Sure!" Their nanite face shifts too a cyan smile
She holds out her hand to him once more. "My cottage isn't too far from here. Take my hand, and I can lead you there."
They carefully place their hand in her hand "Okay!"
“So, you’re a vampire?” She runs her fingers through her hair
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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)
“So, you’re a vampire?” She runs her fingers through her hair
"I... am..." she stares into the darkness, a pained look on her face
“Oh, no, it’s fine. I’m safe around vampires, after all.”
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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)
Felix is walking throught the forest with a basket of nuts and berries when he sees Angel, looking up. "Hey, man. What are you doin' up there?"
A fat, unattractive human woman in her late 50s is eating ice cream, when she sees her and laughs. "What a pretty thing you are!" She sort of dances over without any fear, laughing and spinning with her arms out. Once she gets close, it's clear that she's at least 6 feet tall. "Ever thought of donating some of that beauty?"
Angél spins his head around "Oh, hello Felix. Very good to see you! I am looking for birds you see, material realm birds are rather delectable and, I will not lie, I am hungry." He said, jumping down.
"O-oh, hello ma'am...." She said, her voice timid ".. you don't want me to take this helm off ma'am... It will end badly for you."
"I've got some birds in my fridge. Little ones, though. You'd have to eat a bunch of them to get full."
The old woman smiles kindly. "I never asked you to take it off, dear." She looks Masuki up and down. "Hmmm... quite a pickle, quite a pickle." She rubs her chin(s). "Would you like to have tea at my place? I think I might be able to help."
Felix is walking throught the forest with a basket of nuts and berries when he sees Angel, looking up. "Hey, man. What are you doin' up there?"
A fat, unattractive human woman in her late 50s is eating ice cream, when she sees her and laughs. "What a pretty thing you are!" She sort of dances over without any fear, laughing and spinning with her arms out. Once she gets close, it's clear that she's at least 6 feet tall. "Ever thought of donating some of that beauty?"
Angél spins his head around "Oh, hello Felix. Very good to see you! I am looking for birds you see, material realm birds are rather delectable and, I will not lie, I am hungry." He said, jumping down.
"O-oh, hello ma'am...." She said, her voice timid ".. you don't want me to take this helm off ma'am... It will end badly for you."
"I've got some birds in my fridge. Little ones, though. You'd have to eat a bunch of them to get full."
The old woman smiles kindly. "I never asked you to take it off, dear." She looks Masuki up and down. "Hmmm... quite a pickle, quite a pickle." She rubs her chin(s). "Would you like to have tea at my place? I think I might be able to help."
"It is okay, I don't want to take from you, especially if they are your own and I can easily get a few." He smiles, his caramel brown plumage fluffing a bit.
Masuki wrings her hands "Ma'am... I cant drink without taking off my helmet..."
“So, you’re a vampire?” She runs her fingers through her hair
"I... am..." she stares into the darkness, a pained look on her face
“Oh, no, it’s fine. I’m safe around vampires, after all.”
"That's... not why- just... uh... reasons" Her fangs go back in, as she returns to normal
“Sorry”
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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)
She holds out her hand to him once more. "My cottage isn't too far from here. Take my hand, and I can lead you there."
They carefully place their hand in her hand "Okay!"
She gives it a gentle squeeze, and they become aware that she could probably crush a car with her bare hands. "Here we go! Wooo-eee!" She pulls them into the dark, and, in an instant, they are sitting at a table in a wood cottage with mud insulation, the interior cluttered with dolls and herbs and occult symbols. There is a cup of tea in their hands as the overgrown woman cooks something at the oven with one hand and something at the cauldron with the other. She turns around. "Hey there! Did you bring me anything?" She chuckles. "I'm joking. Grannies bring their grandkids things, not the other way around."
She holds out her hand to him once more. "My cottage isn't too far from here. Take my hand, and I can lead you there."
They carefully place their hand in her hand "Okay!"
She gives it a gentle squeeze, and they become aware that she could probably crush a car with her bare hands. "Here we go! Wooo-eee!" She pulls them into the dark, and, in an instant, they are sitting at a table in a wood cottage with mud insulation, the interior cluttered with dolls and herbs and occult symbols. There is a cup of tea in their hands as the overgrown woman cooks something at the oven with one hand and something at the cauldron with the other. She turns around. "Hey there! Did you bring me anything?" She chuckles. "I'm joking. Grannies bring their grandkids things, not the other way around."
“Oh, I’m just squeamish” she turns around and peeks through her fingers “are you done yet?”
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)
"Sure!" Their nanite face shifts too a cyan smile
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.
"Yep..." There is a loud thud heard, and the deer is gone
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.
Felix is walking throught the forest with a basket of nuts and berries when he sees Angel, looking up. "Hey, man. What are you doin' up there?"
A fat, unattractive human woman in her late 50s is eating ice cream, when she sees her and laughs. "What a pretty thing you are!" She sort of dances over without any fear, laughing and spinning with her arms out. Once she gets close, it's clear that she's at least 6 feet tall. "Ever thought of donating some of that beauty?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Did you eat the whole thing?” She seems a little dismayed.
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)
She holds out her hand to him once more. "My cottage isn't too far from here. Take my hand, and I can lead you there."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut with Fry*
"No... I just drank it's blood" Cherry streches
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.
Angél spins his head around "Oh, hello Felix. Very good to see you! I am looking for birds you see, material realm birds are rather delectable and, I will not lie, I am hungry." He said, jumping down.
"O-oh, hello ma'am...." She said, her voice timid ".. you don't want me to take this helm off ma'am... It will end badly for you."
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
They carefully place their hand in her hand "Okay!"
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.
“So, you’re a vampire?” She runs her fingers through her hair
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... am..." she stares into the darkness, a pained look on her face
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.
“Oh, no, it’s fine. I’m safe around vampires, after all.”
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've got some birds in my fridge. Little ones, though. You'd have to eat a bunch of them to get full."
The old woman smiles kindly. "I never asked you to take it off, dear." She looks Masuki up and down. "Hmmm... quite a pickle, quite a pickle." She rubs her chin(s). "Would you like to have tea at my place? I think I might be able to help."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That's... not why- just... uh... reasons" Her fangs go back in, as she returns to normal
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 is okay, I don't want to take from you, especially if they are your own and I can easily get a few." He smiles, his caramel brown plumage fluffing a bit.
Masuki wrings her hands "Ma'am... I cant drink without taking off my helmet..."
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
“Sorry”
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)
*cut with Fry*
"It's okay..." Cherry adjusts her hair "Wanna get a drink?"
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 gives it a gentle squeeze, and they become aware that she could probably crush a car with her bare hands. "Here we go! Wooo-eee!" She pulls them into the dark, and, in an instant, they are sitting at a table in a wood cottage with mud insulation, the interior cluttered with dolls and herbs and occult symbols. There is a cup of tea in their hands as the overgrown woman cooks something at the oven with one hand and something at the cauldron with the other. She turns around. "Hey there! Did you bring me anything?" She chuckles. "I'm joking. Grannies bring their grandkids things, not the other way around."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
"This is your house? That's nice!" She smiles
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.