*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
*yep! hi!*
*Hey Tarra, who would you like?*
*I think we should continue the fight. If I remember, it was James's turn again*
*Actually James cast Irresistible Dance for the last time, which means it’s Lify’s turn right?*
*ah*
Lify hits her dad with the longsword, than the shortsword
Long: 19, 4, and chooses to wound it
Short: 27, 1
Her dad does the wis: 19
Well he’s finally free from the Spell, so James decides to do something less powerful, but still fun. He swings his blade at them with a smile on his face “Looks like you aren’t doing so hot!” To hit:27 Damage:10
"It's okay..." Cherry adjusts her hair "Wanna get a drink?"
“Sure!” She seems happy for the redirection, holding the door for cherry
When they get inside Cherry asks "So, what do you want?"
“Just some tea, please”
"Okay" She pulls out 3 GP
“No, I can pay”
"You don't have too, I can"
“Oh, alright”
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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)
*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
*Yes please.*
*Of course my dear friend, who would you like?*
*Tengen, Shen, and Sparrow.*
*Of course, here you go.*
Tengen is cleaning new blood off of his blade in an alley, two mangled corpses next to him as he takes deep, shuttering breaths, his eyes burning with his hellfire though he’s in his human disguise, trying to settle his rage.
Shen is practicing his martial arts in the woods, using a tree as a sort of board to increase the strength of his fists ever further as well as using it as a Wing Chun.
Sparrow is walking through town after making some money, he didn’t do much, just did a little fighting and is now headed towards the Inn, humming to himself.
Masuki stands behind him, her head tilted as she examines the bloody carnage. "Tengen?.."
Samaritan waves to him, walking over.
Stroth is looking for houses while sitting on the front porch of the tavern, sipping iced tea.
"Don't worry about it. I like feeding people a lot more than I like eating. And I like eating a lot, so, you know." He scoops up the owlin, despite being much shorter than them.
The old woman giggles, then gently puts a hand on the cheek of the helmet. "Oh, dearie. You won't have to worry about me..." Her eyes glow red, and she moves her hand in front of her face. She smacks the back of her head with the other, and her eyes fall out into her hand, leaving a pair of gaping black holes in her face. Her giggle becomes a cackle as she shakes the eyes in her hand like dice, her skin turning a vivid green as her hair falls out of her cap, long and grey. "...I've got nothing to fear!" Several passersby recoil as the hag reveals herself.
"O-oh, you don't need to do that Felix, I am perfectly capable of walking." He squeaks though is making no attempt to squirm.
"That's not the issue ma'am... Yes, looking directly at me but my touch and close contact can also cause... Issues... The Black Crown knows better than I do about how it works."
"Mm." Felix rubs his cheek against Angel's. "You're like a stuffed toy. Well, not super stuffed. But I'm working on that."
She huffs as though offended. "I could never touch such a pretty thing as yourself. Not until you're fixed, of course." She plays with the eyes like a pair of yoyos. They clack together like varnished wood. "And that could take ages. I just want you to feel comfortable. Safe in your own skin. Or someone else's skin, if push comes to shove."
"Yer darn right it's nice! There used to be a self-playing piano in here, see. My husband always wrote songs for me. But he was hung a while back, and after a while I moved his stuff to storage or sold it. Didn't have room for a grand piano. We would dance for what felt like ages. I was the better dancer, but he tried really hard." She sighs wistfully. "Do you collect beetles?"
Their nanite screen bluescreens for a slight bit "No?..."
She snaps her fingers. "Dang. I keep hoping someone will take his collection off my hands. But I've talked a lot about me. How about you?" A big snake slithers onto their lap, not aggressive, but still trying to make its presence clear. Seems like it wants their attention.
Soon after everything is paid for, Cherry is enjoying a nice aged red wine "How are you enjoying your tea?*
‘It’s nice” she hasn’t taken a sip yet. She’s just holding the cup
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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)
*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
*Yes please.*
*Of course my dear friend, who would you like?*
*Tengen, Shen, and Sparrow.*
*Of course, here you go.*
Tengen is cleaning new blood off of his blade in an alley, two mangled corpses next to him as he takes deep, shuttering breaths, his eyes burning with his hellfire though he’s in his human disguise, trying to settle his rage.
Shen is practicing his martial arts in the woods, using a tree as a sort of board to increase the strength of his fists ever further as well as using it as a Wing Chun.
Sparrow is walking through town after making some money, he didn’t do much, just did a little fighting and is now headed towards the Inn, humming to himself.
Masuki stands behind him, her head tilted as she examines the bloody carnage. "Tengen?.."
Samaritan waves to him, walking over.
Stroth is looking for houses while sitting on the front porch of the tavern, sipping iced tea.
He wipes some blood off of his face onto his white Gi, his burning eyes turning to them, his hand tightly gripping the hilt of his blade. The murder in his eyes slowly fades.
Shen turns to them, smiling like he always is “Samaritan! It’s been forever bud, how are you?” He tilts his head.
Sparrow sits on the rocking chair next to them, putting down a sack of money, smiling at them “Evenin’ my love. How much platinum do ya think we’ll need?”
*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
*yep! hi!*
*Hey Tarra, who would you like?*
*I think we should continue the fight. If I remember, it was James's turn again*
*Actually James cast Irresistible Dance for the last time, which means it’s Lify’s turn right?*
*ah*
Lify hits her dad with the longsword, than the shortsword
Long: 19, 4, and chooses to wound it
Short: 27, 1
Her dad does the wis: 19
Well he’s finally free from the Spell, so James decides to do something less powerful, but still fun. He swings his blade at them with a smile on his face “Looks like you aren’t doing so hot!” To hit:24 Damage:10
It hits, yet he just chuckles
Lify Casts divine favor, than hits with a shortsword 15 (Hit) 21 (Damage)
Her dad forces the corruption to spread fast 4 "Well well well, daughter. how are you doing now?"
Soon after everything is paid for, Cherry is enjoying a nice aged red wine "How are you enjoying your tea?*
‘It’s nice” she hasn’t taken a sip yet. She’s just holding the cup
Cherry finishes her red wine, than walks over to her
“What?”
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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)
"Don't worry about it. I like feeding people a lot more than I like eating. And I like eating a lot, so, you know." He scoops up the owlin, despite being much shorter than them.
The old woman giggles, then gently puts a hand on the cheek of the helmet. "Oh, dearie. You won't have to worry about me..." Her eyes glow red, and she moves her hand in front of her face. She smacks the back of her head with the other, and her eyes fall out into her hand, leaving a pair of gaping black holes in her face. Her giggle becomes a cackle as she shakes the eyes in her hand like dice, her skin turning a vivid green as her hair falls out of her cap, long and grey. "...I've got nothing to fear!" Several passersby recoil as the hag reveals herself.
"O-oh, you don't need to do that Felix, I am perfectly capable of walking." He squeaks though is making no attempt to squirm.
"That's not the issue ma'am... Yes, looking directly at me but my touch and close contact can also cause... Issues... The Black Crown knows better than I do about how it works."
"Mm." Felix rubs his cheek against Angel's. "You're like a stuffed toy. Well, not super stuffed. But I'm working on that."
She huffs as though offended. "I could never touch such a pretty thing as yourself. Not until you're fixed, of course." She plays with the eyes like a pair of yoyos. They clack together like varnished wood. "And that could take ages. I just want you to feel comfortable. Safe in your own skin. Or someone else's skin, if push comes to shove."
Angél snorts, laughing a bit "That was a horrible joke but a funny one." He said and nuzzles him back "Felix, I adore you. I am glad I am your friend." He says truthfully.
"It is fine... I was cursed like this a long time. The Black Crown made me this armor to magically stop the curse from causing chaos for others... I don't want to cause another bloodshed."
*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
*Care to bring out Rag for me? I don't think he's met the Granny yet.*
*Of course my dear friend, I would be happy to.*
Rag is making himself some stew, using his hand to cook the meat while he boils the broth with his other hand, humming to himself as he meditates, eyes closed and legs crossed.
"Yer darn right it's nice! There used to be a self-playing piano in here, see. My husband always wrote songs for me. But he was hung a while back, and after a while I moved his stuff to storage or sold it. Didn't have room for a grand piano. We would dance for what felt like ages. I was the better dancer, but he tried really hard." She sighs wistfully. "Do you collect beetles?"
Their nanite screen bluescreens for a slight bit "No?..."
She snaps her fingers. "Dang. I keep hoping someone will take his collection off my hands. But I've talked a lot about me. How about you?" A big snake slithers onto their lap, not aggressive, but still trying to make its presence clear. Seems like it wants their attention.
"Well, I just kind of exist. I like meeting new people... a bit..."
*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
*yep! hi!*
*Hey Tarra, who would you like?*
*I think we should continue the fight. If I remember, it was James's turn again*
*Actually James cast Irresistible Dance for the last time, which means it’s Lify’s turn right?*
*ah*
Lify hits her dad with the longsword, than the shortsword
Long: 19, 4, and chooses to wound it
Short: 27, 1
Her dad does the wis: 19
Well he’s finally free from the Spell, so James decides to do something less powerful, but still fun. He swings his blade at them with a smile on his face “Looks like you aren’t doing so hot!” To hit:24 Damage:10
It hits, yet he just chuckles
Lify Casts divine favor, than hits with a shortsword 12 (Hit) 52 (Damage)
Her dad forces the corruption to spread fast 10 "Well well well, daughter. how are you doing now?"
wound: 2
James makes another swing at them “How about you go after me you coward?” To hit:28 Damage:6
*Everyone I’m so sorry I was gone, I’m here now, does anyone want to rp while I’m here?*
*Yes please.*
*Of course my dear friend, who would you like?*
*Tengen, Shen, and Sparrow.*
*Of course, here you go.*
Tengen is cleaning new blood off of his blade in an alley, two mangled corpses next to him as he takes deep, shuttering breaths, his eyes burning with his hellfire though he’s in his human disguise, trying to settle his rage.
Shen is practicing his martial arts in the woods, using a tree as a sort of board to increase the strength of his fists ever further as well as using it as a Wing Chun.
Sparrow is walking through town after making some money, he didn’t do much, just did a little fighting and is now headed towards the Inn, humming to himself.
Masuki stands behind him, her head tilted as she examines the bloody carnage. "Tengen?.."
Samaritan waves to him, walking over.
Stroth is looking for houses while sitting on the front porch of the tavern, sipping iced tea.
He wipes some blood off of his face onto his white Gi, his burning eyes turning to them, his hand tightly gripping the hilt of his blade. The murder in his eyes slowly fades.
Shen turns to them, smiling like he always is “Samaritan! It’s been forever bud, how are you?” He tilts his head.
Sparrow sits on the rocking chair next to them, putting down a sack of money, smiling at them “Evenin’ my love. How much platinum do ya think we’ll need?”
She makes sure no one is around before slipped off her helmet. "Are you alright?" She asks, her voice and soft.
Samaritan chuckles and nods "It has, hasnt it? How're you Shen?"
"Well, if the markets stay the way they are, only around 1,000."
Soon after everything is paid for, Cherry is enjoying a nice aged red wine "How are you enjoying your tea?*
‘It’s nice” she hasn’t taken a sip yet. She’s just holding the cup
Cherry finishes her red wine, than walks over to her
“What?”
"Well, how are you doing?"
“No worse that I was this morning” she finally takes a sip of the tea
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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)
Well he’s finally free from the Spell, so James decides to do something less powerful, but still fun. He swings his blade at them with a smile on his face “Looks like you aren’t doing so hot!” To hit:27 Damage:10
“Oh, alright”
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)
Masuki stands behind him, her head tilted as she examines the bloody carnage. "Tengen?.."
Samaritan waves to him, walking over.
Stroth is looking for houses while sitting on the front porch of the tavern, sipping iced tea.
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
"Mm." Felix rubs his cheek against Angel's. "You're like a stuffed toy. Well, not super stuffed. But I'm working on that."
She huffs as though offended. "I could never touch such a pretty thing as yourself. Not until you're fixed, of course." She plays with the eyes like a pair of yoyos. They clack together like varnished wood. "And that could take ages. I just want you to feel comfortable. Safe in your own skin. Or someone else's skin, if push comes to shove."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut with Fry*
Soon after everything is paid for, Cherry is enjoying a nice aged red wine "How are you enjoying your tea?*
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 snaps her fingers. "Dang. I keep hoping someone will take his collection off my hands. But I've talked a lot about me. How about you?" A big snake slithers onto their lap, not aggressive, but still trying to make its presence clear. Seems like it wants their attention.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Care to bring out Rag for me? I don't think he's met the Granny yet.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
‘It’s nice” she hasn’t taken a sip yet. She’s just holding the cup
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)
He wipes some blood off of his face onto his white Gi, his burning eyes turning to them, his hand tightly gripping the hilt of his blade. The murder in his eyes slowly fades.
Shen turns to them, smiling like he always is “Samaritan! It’s been forever bud, how are you?” He tilts his head.
Sparrow sits on the rocking chair next to them, putting down a sack of money, smiling at them “Evenin’ my love. How much platinum do ya think we’ll need?”
It hits, yet he just chuckles
Lify Casts divine favor, than hits with a shortsword 15 (Hit) 2 1 (Damage)
Her dad forces the corruption to spread fast 4 "Well well well, daughter. how are you doing now?"
wound: 4
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.
Cherry finishes her red wine, than walks over to her
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.
“What?”
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)
Angél snorts, laughing a bit "That was a horrible joke but a funny one." He said and nuzzles him back "Felix, I adore you. I am glad I am your friend." He says truthfully.
"It is fine... I was cursed like this a long time. The Black Crown made me this armor to magically stop the curse from causing chaos for others... I don't want to cause another bloodshed."
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
*Of course my dear friend, I would be happy to.*
Rag is making himself some stew, using his hand to cook the meat while he boils the broth with his other hand, humming to himself as he meditates, eyes closed and legs crossed.
"Well, I just kind of exist. I like meeting new people... a bit..."
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.
"Well, how are you doing?"
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.
James makes another swing at them “How about you go after me you coward?” To hit:28 Damage:6
She makes sure no one is around before slipped off her helmet. "Are you alright?" She asks, her voice and soft.
Samaritan chuckles and nods "It has, hasnt it? How're you Shen?"
"Well, if the markets stay the way they are, only around 1,000."
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
“No worse that I was this morning” she finally takes a sip of the tea
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 Jester*
"How about hitting me first?"
Lify hits with a longsword, 14, 71, than a shortsword 17, 63
Her dad hits with the pitchfork 16, 11
wound: 1
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.