*CUt for johbah* "Well, they're still bee-sized" she holds out a pinching gesture to show the littleness of wasps.
*Not johbah, but since our characters were talking about wasps, i think this is me?*
"Ah, so they are not as much of a threat as that beast itself" he nods curiously
*yeah* "Nope. That one's a doozy."
"Do you often fight such monsters, or is this more rare of an occurance" he tilts his head
"Yep! It's my job"
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*Anybody here who wants to rp for the time that I have? Pretty please with a cherry on top?*
*S h o r e.*
*Would you want anyone specific at all?*
*I suppose anyone will do :)*
*Of course. Anyone you will get.*
Sparrow is sitting in the remains of the ruins, happily sitting there looking to the stars above them as the night sky begins to set in. He is leaning against one of the remaining stone walls, sitting on the ground there.
Arthur (The Ghost Child sin of sloth) is sleeping in the forest. His older brother Alexander (His guardian Wendigo) is watching over them, sitting next to the child on the pillow. It’s been days, and neither of them have moved.
Stroth is still building bombs, happily grinning as she works.
Masuki watches before walking over slowly.
He gets up and walks over to them, looking over their shoulder “Yer doin’ great love. I love ya, I wish I could help.”
Arthur stirs slightly as if they are sensing Masuki’s presence. Alexander turns their head, which is crushed into the skull of a deer, constantly dripping blood slowly. It silently nods to them.
"Thank you, trying my best." She chuckles and hands him one "I changed the design. Should act like a grenade. Just pull the pin then chuck it."
Masuki bows a bit "Hello..."
He takes it, tearing off the pin with his teeth, smiling at them before tossing it as far as he can. Kissing her as it explodes in the background.
They return the bow as much as they can, their bones crunching with the motion, sickening.
The golem-like creature turns his head and nods, his expression difficult to read as he gently shakes Tim's hand. He's quiet, but after a bit he speaks in a soft, mild-mannered voice. "Hello. You have beautiful eyes."
He smiles a little bit wider, holding his book tightly to his chest “Oh. Thank you. You look really cool.” He says, speaking just as softly, curious about what his own eyes look like now that they have been mentioned “Nice to meet you. I’m Tim.”
"I'm False. It's nice to meet you too." He takes the key from around his neck and unlocks the case. He pulls a knife from his coat and places both his hands into the attache, moving slightly for a bit before removing a quite fine-looking sandwich with prime cuts, fine cheese, dark bread, pickles, lettuce, and tomatoes. He wipes his knife on his pants and folds it back up into his pocket before offering Tim the sandwich. "Do you like food?"
*Anybody here who wants to rp for the time that I have? Pretty please with a cherry on top?*
*S h o r e.*
*Would you want anyone specific at all?*
*I suppose anyone will do :)*
*Of course. Anyone you will get.*
Sparrow is sitting in the remains of the ruins, happily sitting there looking to the stars above them as the night sky begins to set in. He is leaning against one of the remaining stone walls, sitting on the ground there.
Arthur (The Ghost Child sin of sloth) is sleeping in the forest. His older brother Alexander (His guardian Wendigo) is watching over them, sitting next to the child on the pillow. It’s been days, and neither of them have moved.
Stroth is still building bombs, happily grinning as she works.
Masuki watches before walking over slowly.
He gets up and walks over to them, looking over their shoulder “Yer doin’ great love. I love ya, I wish I could help.”
Arthur stirs slightly as if they are sensing Masuki’s presence. Alexander turns their head, which is crushed into the skull of a deer, constantly dripping blood slowly. It silently nods to them.
"Thank you, trying my best." She chuckles and hands him one "I changed the design. Should act like a grenade. Just pull the pin then chuck it."
Masuki bows a bit "Hello..."
He takes it, tearing off the pin with his teeth, smiling at them before tossing it as far as he can. Kissing her as it explodes in the background.
They return the bow as much as they can, their bones crunching with the motion, sickening.
*I HONESTLY WAS HOPING IT WOULD BE LIKE THAT XD. YOU READ MY MIND-*
She snorts, laughing, and kisses him back "That was so cheesy! I love it."
The golem-like creature turns his head and nods, his expression difficult to read as he gently shakes Tim's hand. He's quiet, but after a bit he speaks in a soft, mild-mannered voice. "Hello. You have beautiful eyes."
He smiles a little bit wider, holding his book tightly to his chest “Oh. Thank you. You look really cool.” He says, speaking just as softly, curious about what his own eyes look like now that they have been mentioned “Nice to meet you. I’m Tim.”
"I'm False. It's nice to meet you too." He takes the key from around his neck and unlocks the case. He pulls a knife from his coat and places both his hands into the attache, moving slightly for a bit before removing a quite fine-looking sandwich with prime cuts, fine cheese, dark bread, pickles, lettuce, and tomatoes. He wipes his knife on his pants and folds it back up into his pocket before offering Tim the sandwich. "Do you like food?"
He slowly takes the sandwich, taking a bite out of it, once again revealing his nature as a pseudo construct through their pulsating flesh and false skin “I like food, food is good. I’m sorry I don’t have any more to say then that.” He says, hugging them just a little bit once they finish the sandwich, it disappearing entirely.
The towering being tilts his own head, moving his hand toward the teeth, before flinching back, as if mere proximity cut his clay fingers. He whispers in a voice so gentle it could lull a raging demon to slumber. "Does it hurt?"
"The pain has been with me for so long that I have learned to ignore it." He said, looking around quickly and putting his mask back up "don't want to scare the families.."
He nods a little, moving back a bit. "I'm sorry." He frowns slightly. "How do you eat?"
*Anybody here who wants to rp for the time that I have? Pretty please with a cherry on top?*
*S h o r e.*
*Would you want anyone specific at all?*
*I suppose anyone will do :)*
*Of course. Anyone you will get.*
Sparrow is sitting in the remains of the ruins, happily sitting there looking to the stars above them as the night sky begins to set in. He is leaning against one of the remaining stone walls, sitting on the ground there.
Arthur (The Ghost Child sin of sloth) is sleeping in the forest. His older brother Alexander (His guardian Wendigo) is watching over them, sitting next to the child on the pillow. It’s been days, and neither of them have moved.
Stroth is still building bombs, happily grinning as she works.
Masuki watches before walking over slowly.
He gets up and walks over to them, looking over their shoulder “Yer doin’ great love. I love ya, I wish I could help.”
Arthur stirs slightly as if they are sensing Masuki’s presence. Alexander turns their head, which is crushed into the skull of a deer, constantly dripping blood slowly. It silently nods to them.
"Thank you, trying my best." She chuckles and hands him one "I changed the design. Should act like a grenade. Just pull the pin then chuck it."
Masuki bows a bit "Hello..."
He takes it, tearing off the pin with his teeth, smiling at them before tossing it as far as he can. Kissing her as it explodes in the background.
They return the bow as much as they can, their bones crunching with the motion, sickening.
*I HONESTLY WAS HOPING IT WOULD BE LIKE THAT XD. YOU READ MY MIND-*
She snorts, laughing, and kisses him back "That was so cheesy! I love it."
"Are you okay?" She asked.
*I have to be a bit clique sometimes. It’s what I do, a jester loves a good clique.*
He cackles with them, sitting down to them “It is? I loved it too. I love you, I love it all. If only we could have more of it all.”
They try to nod, but their neck goes down and doesn’t go back up. Arthur seems to stir again, and Alexander heals.
The towering being tilts his own head, moving his hand toward the teeth, before flinching back, as if mere proximity cut his clay fingers. He whispers in a voice so gentle it could lull a raging demon to slumber. "Does it hurt?"
"The pain has been with me for so long that I have learned to ignore it." He said, looking around quickly and putting his mask back up "don't want to scare the families.."
He nods a little, moving back a bit. "I'm sorry." He frowns slightly. "How do you eat?"
"Protein and vitamin injections. An IV drip of water." He said, fixing his gloves "When I am able to open my jaw, I try to get liquids in that way but the ability to swallow is not as good as it was."
*Anybody here who wants to rp for the time that I have? Pretty please with a cherry on top?*
*S h o r e.*
*Would you want anyone specific at all?*
*I suppose anyone will do :)*
*Of course. Anyone you will get.*
Sparrow is sitting in the remains of the ruins, happily sitting there looking to the stars above them as the night sky begins to set in. He is leaning against one of the remaining stone walls, sitting on the ground there.
Arthur (The Ghost Child sin of sloth) is sleeping in the forest. His older brother Alexander (His guardian Wendigo) is watching over them, sitting next to the child on the pillow. It’s been days, and neither of them have moved.
Stroth is still building bombs, happily grinning as she works.
Masuki watches before walking over slowly.
He gets up and walks over to them, looking over their shoulder “Yer doin’ great love. I love ya, I wish I could help.”
Arthur stirs slightly as if they are sensing Masuki’s presence. Alexander turns their head, which is crushed into the skull of a deer, constantly dripping blood slowly. It silently nods to them.
"Thank you, trying my best." She chuckles and hands him one "I changed the design. Should act like a grenade. Just pull the pin then chuck it."
Masuki bows a bit "Hello..."
He takes it, tearing off the pin with his teeth, smiling at them before tossing it as far as he can. Kissing her as it explodes in the background.
They return the bow as much as they can, their bones crunching with the motion, sickening.
*I HONESTLY WAS HOPING IT WOULD BE LIKE THAT XD. YOU READ MY MIND-*
She snorts, laughing, and kisses him back "That was so cheesy! I love it."
"Are you okay?" She asked.
*I have to be a bit clique sometimes. It’s what I do, a jester loves a good clique.*
He cackles with them, sitting down to them “It is? I loved it too. I love you, I love it all. If only we could have more of it all.”
They try to nod, but their neck goes down and doesn’t go back up. Arthur seems to stir again, and Alexander heals.
She kisses his face and chuckles "I can make more and be silly."
*other rp? I have a medic with a cool backstory and lots of lore (Lillian) and a bubbly magical girl with a massive sword.(lucky)*
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“I love having fun with you. This is my second favorite kind of fun with you.” He says, chuckling, taking another one of the grenades, tossing it inbetween his hands.
Alexander nuzzles against them, making sure not to get its horns locked into their armor like they did the first few times they met. Arthur’s deer skull hat glows softly, his voice echoing in Masuki’s mind, “Helllllllllooooooo…” He says, sleepily.
*CUt for johbah* "Well, they're still bee-sized" she holds out a pinching gesture to show the littleness of wasps.
*Not johbah, but since our characters were talking about wasps, i think this is me?*
"Ah, so they are not as much of a threat as that beast itself" he nods curiously
*yeah* "Nope. That one's a doozy."
"Do you often fight such monsters, or is this more rare of an occurance" he tilts his head
"Yep! It's my job"
"That kinda sounds fun, helping people and fighting monsters" he smiles
"Yeah, it's a real rush!" she grins. She grabs her clover pendant and is enveloped in a bright flash of light. In the place of the green-clad warrior you were talking with, there's a smallish half-elf in a plain jade dress and jerkin with short mousy-brown hair. Her sword has changed too; now it's just a simple shortsword with a leather scabbard
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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)
*other rp? I have a medic with a cool backstory and lots of lore (Lillian) and a bubbly magical girl with a massive sword.(lucky)*
*I really think Lucky and Tiffany would get along or be mortal enemies. Tiffany is my herald of chaos with a massive cutesy dress and chainsaw axe.*
*we can try! They might be rivals* A smallish half-elven girl is outside the tavern sharpening a shortsword. She wears a simple green dress and jerkin, along with a clover pendant on a leather cord around her neck. Her hair is short, mousy-brown, and tied back with a faded green ribbon
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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)
*CUt for johbah* "Well, they're still bee-sized" she holds out a pinching gesture to show the littleness of wasps.
*Not johbah, but since our characters were talking about wasps, i think this is me?*
"Ah, so they are not as much of a threat as that beast itself" he nods curiously
*yeah* "Nope. That one's a doozy."
"Do you often fight such monsters, or is this more rare of an occurance" he tilts his head
"Yep! It's my job"
"That kinda sounds fun, helping people and fighting monsters" he smiles
"Yeah, it's a real rush!" she grins. She grabs her clover pendant and is enveloped in a bright flash of light. In the place of the green-clad warrior you were talking with, there's a smallish half-elf in a plain jade dress and jerkin with short mousy-brown hair. Her sword has changed too; now it's just a simple shortsword with a leather scabbard
"You can transform?" he grins, "Thats a neat trick"
*other rp? I have a medic with a cool backstory and lots of lore (Lillian) and a bubbly magical girl with a massive sword.(lucky)*
*I really think Lucky and Tiffany would get along or be mortal enemies. Tiffany is my herald of chaos with a massive cutesy dress and chainsaw axe.*
*we can try! They might be rivals* A smallish half-elven girl is outside the tavern sharpening a shortsword. She wears a simple green dress and jerkin, along with a clover pendant on a leather cord around her neck. Her hair is short, mousy-brown, and tied back with a faded green ribbon
A human girl of similar proportions with a large pink ribbon in her hair, and a large pink dress skips past them, before looking down at them. She smiles widely at them, waving their hand at them, her gloves white and bright, a massive chain axe in her back.
*CUt for johbah* "Well, they're still bee-sized" she holds out a pinching gesture to show the littleness of wasps.
*Not johbah, but since our characters were talking about wasps, i think this is me?*
"Ah, so they are not as much of a threat as that beast itself" he nods curiously
*yeah* "Nope. That one's a doozy."
"Do you often fight such monsters, or is this more rare of an occurance" he tilts his head
"Yep! It's my job"
"That kinda sounds fun, helping people and fighting monsters" he smiles
"Yeah, it's a real rush!" she grins. She grabs her clover pendant and is enveloped in a bright flash of light. In the place of the green-clad warrior you were talking with, there's a smallish half-elf in a plain jade dress and jerkin with short mousy-brown hair. Her sword has changed too; now it's just a simple shortsword with a leather scabbard
"You can transform?" he grins, "Thats a neat trick"
"It's my best trick!" she grins
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"Yep! It's my job"
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 takes it, tearing off the pin with his teeth, smiling at them before tossing it as far as he can. Kissing her as it explodes in the background.
They return the bow as much as they can, their bones crunching with the motion, sickening.
"I'm False. It's nice to meet you too." He takes the key from around his neck and unlocks the case. He pulls a knife from his coat and places both his hands into the attache, moving slightly for a bit before removing a quite fine-looking sandwich with prime cuts, fine cheese, dark bread, pickles, lettuce, and tomatoes. He wipes his knife on his pants and folds it back up into his pocket before offering Tim the sandwich. "Do you like food?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I HONESTLY WAS HOPING IT WOULD BE LIKE THAT XD. YOU READ MY MIND-*
She snorts, laughing, and kisses him back "That was so cheesy! I love it."
"Are you okay?" She asked.
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
He slowly takes the sandwich, taking a bite out of it, once again revealing his nature as a pseudo construct through their pulsating flesh and false skin “I like food, food is good. I’m sorry I don’t have any more to say then that.” He says, hugging them just a little bit once they finish the sandwich, it disappearing entirely.
He nods a little, moving back a bit. "I'm sorry." He frowns slightly. "How do you eat?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I have to be a bit clique sometimes. It’s what I do, a jester loves a good clique.*
He cackles with them, sitting down to them “It is? I loved it too. I love you, I love it all. If only we could have more of it all.”
They try to nod, but their neck goes down and doesn’t go back up. Arthur seems to stir again, and Alexander heals.
"Protein and vitamin injections. An IV drip of water." He said, fixing his gloves "When I am able to open my jaw, I try to get liquids in that way but the ability to swallow is not as good as it was."
He nods to them "My name is Max."
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 kisses his face and chuckles "I can make more and be silly."
Masuki nods back and pets Alexander's head.
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
*other rp? I have a medic with a cool backstory and lots of lore (Lillian) and a bubbly magical girl with a massive sword.(lucky)*
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)
"That kinda sounds fun, helping people and fighting monsters" he smiles
*Cut for Wendi.*
“I love having fun with you. This is my second favorite kind of fun with you.” He says, chuckling, taking another one of the grenades, tossing it inbetween his hands.
Alexander nuzzles against them, making sure not to get its horns locked into their armor like they did the first few times they met. Arthur’s deer skull hat glows softly, his voice echoing in Masuki’s mind, “Helllllllllooooooo…” He says, sleepily.
*I really think Lucky and Tiffany would get along or be mortal enemies. Tiffany is my herald of chaos with a massive cutesy dress and chainsaw axe.*
"Yeah, it's a real rush!" she grins. She grabs her clover pendant and is enveloped in a bright flash of light. In the place of the green-clad warrior you were talking with, there's a smallish half-elf in a plain jade dress and jerkin with short mousy-brown hair. Her sword has changed too; now it's just a simple shortsword with a leather scabbard
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)
*time to eep. I shall be on tomorrow.*
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
*we can try! They might be rivals*
A smallish half-elven girl is outside the tavern sharpening a shortsword. She wears a simple green dress and jerkin, along with a clover pendant on a leather cord around her neck. Her hair is short, mousy-brown, and tied back with a faded green ribbon
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 hope we can continue tomorrow. Take care of yourself.*
"You can transform?" he grins, "Thats a neat trick"
A human girl of similar proportions with a large pink ribbon in her hair, and a large pink dress skips past them, before looking down at them. She smiles widely at them, waving their hand at them, her gloves white and bright, a massive chain axe in her back.
"It's my best trick!" she grins
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)