Teralith is still drinking something outside of the Inn
"Don't you know drinking hurts your liver, sweetie?" A large, tall and rather plump polar bear woman asks from nearby. She wears a wintery sweater and thick, baggy sweatpants.
Teralith looks up from his drink
"Wouldn't you rather drink something sweet and keep warm?" she asks, crouching down to his height and smiling
"Oh, uh, don't worry about me" He gestures to his skull and than his exposed ribs
"Everybody needs to be cared for, dear. C'mon, lets go, i'll get you something nice to drink, and maybe a snack." she says, smiling and trying to take his hand, not forcing him to go anywhere if he doesn't want to.
Basil is outside, feeding some children sandwiches
Hyacinth is outside, talking to some creatures
*Description for Hyacinth please.*
Thane walks over and watches them silently, looking at the children, holding his own child.
Basil looks to Thane "Hey, mate!"
*Editted the previous thing, but I’ll do it again.*
He smiles at them, coming over to them “Hello pardner.”
Jack, a human of average height and decently good looks, is playing catch with his blink dog, smiling as they blitz the ball and are back in, well, a blink.
Bishop is outside, setting up a shrine to Carrion. He is dressed in his full robes, his veil attacked to his hat covering his skeletal horse head. He has set out candles made of human fat, lit each one with matches made from a treeants body. He kneels down at the shrine, offering a cut of still twitching meat before devouring it under the veil in less than a few seconds.
He hears someone whistling a tune behind him
He quickly stands up, wiping off his hands on a bloody cloth before sticking it in his pocket. He turns around, as if looking for the source of the sound.
Gravedigger is walking by, his shovel slung over the back over his cloak
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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
Iris sits down at a bench and waits for her to come back
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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
Teralith is still drinking something outside of the Inn
"Don't you know drinking hurts your liver, sweetie?" A large, tall and rather plump polar bear woman asks from nearby. She wears a wintery sweater and thick, baggy sweatpants.
Teralith looks up from his drink
"Wouldn't you rather drink something sweet and keep warm?" she asks, crouching down to his height and smiling
"Oh, uh, don't worry about me" He gestures to his skull and than his exposed ribs
"Everybody needs to be cared for, dear. C'mon, lets go, i'll get you something nice to drink, and maybe a snack." she says, smiling and trying to take his hand, not forcing him to go anywhere if he doesn't want to.
"Okay" He says, clearly not used to being social.
She takes his hand in her paw and leads him to her Cafe, sitting him down in a recliner "here, sweetie. Cocoa? Tea?"
"Tea, please" He looks around calmly as to what is happening in the Cafe
Basil is outside, feeding some children sandwiches
Hyacinth is outside, talking to some creatures
*Description for Hyacinth please.*
Thane walks over and watches them silently, looking at the children, holding his own child.
Basil looks to Thane "Hey, mate!"
*Editted the previous thing, but I’ll do it again.*
He smiles at them, coming over to them “Hello pardner.”
Jack, a human of average height and decently good looks, is playing catch with his blink dog, smiling as they blitz the ball and are back in, well, a blink.
Bishop is outside, setting up a shrine to Carrion. He is dressed in his full robes, his veil attacked to his hat covering his skeletal horse head. He has set out candles made of human fat, lit each one with matches made from a treeants body. He kneels down at the shrine, offering a cut of still twitching meat before devouring it under the veil in less than a few seconds.
He hears someone whistling a tune behind him
He quickly stands up, wiping off his hands on a bloody cloth before sticking it in his pocket. He turns around, as if looking for the source of the sound.
Gravedigger is walking by, his shovel slung over the back over his cloak
Bishop tilts his head and quickly makes his way over. He seems to stumble a bit but picks up his skirts. "Hello, I saw you have a shovel, would you mind if I borrowed it for a moment or two."
He decides to take a break, picking them up and giving them a little hug, “Ya’ve been doin’ great.”
She immediately removes herself from hiding, putting her knives away and walking over to the beast, loving sympathy in her eyes, “Jax?”
He puts down his mace, beginning to polish his shield.
he smiles, hugging back. "Essercise!"
The large beast bears his clothes and trademark lavender hair. It pads over to her on all fours, the air around it freezing. He lets out a soft growl, reaching for her.
"You keep care of your weapons, but do you keep care of your body?"
“That’s right, Exercise, keep the body strong. Just like yer papa.”
She runs over to them, hugging them tightly as emotion take her over in a way she hasn’t allowed it to in years, tears streaming down the sides of her face “My beloved, tell me, is that you?!”
“My tools have succeeded where my body has failed, I must show them that respect.”
Bishop is outside, setting up a shrine to Carrion. He is dressed in his full robes, his veil attacked to his hat covering his skeletal horse head. He has set out candles made of human fat, lit each one with matches made from a treeants body. He kneels down at the shrine, offering a cut of still twitching meat before devouring it under the veil in less than a few seconds.
He hears someone whistling a tune behind him
He quickly stands up, wiping off his hands on a bloody cloth before sticking it in his pocket. He turns around, as if looking for the source of the sound.
Gravedigger is walking by, his shovel slung over the back over his cloak
Bishop tilts his head and quickly makes his way over. He seems to stumble a bit but picks up his skirts. "Hello, I saw you have a shovel, would you mind if I borrowed it for a moment or two."
"I suppose, though I will need it back afterward" He takes off the shovel and hands it to Bishop
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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
Basil is outside, feeding some children sandwiches
Hyacinth is outside, talking to some creatures
*Description for Hyacinth please.*
Thane walks over and watches them silently, looking at the children, holding his own child.
Basil looks to Thane "Hey, mate!"
*Editted the previous thing, but I’ll do it again.*
He smiles at them, coming over to them “Hello pardner.”
Jack, a human of average height and decently good looks, is playing catch with his blink dog, smiling as they blitz the ball and are back in, well, a blink.
"So, how ya doin'?" He says, smiling
Hyacinth notices what happens "Hello"
“I’m doing well, and you?” He asks them, leaning down.
He turns to them, giving them a bright smile “Hello. Who might you be, milady?” He gives a slightly awkward bow.
*I have characters from a victorian mystery story. Who do you want?* *Marina: Socially awkward, manipulative, infodumps about tapestries, eats cranberries raw. Vc: unknown so far* *Lillian: Conspiracy theorist, snoop, really overzealous, has trauma. Vc: goldilocks from the last wish* *Charlotte: Ditz, aspiring mage, daydreamer, girly girl, says surprisingly smart things sometimes: Vc:the girl in this clip https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1085437947692438925/ *Hattie: Alchemist, chaotic, clumsy, almost always has her potions blow up on her, plays the sousaphone: Vc: Vee from toh*
*I need me a good abusive relationship right about now. Gimme marina.*
*she's manipulative in the way I can be. Like the appeal to pathos kind. I don't like it, and neither does she, but when you're backed up against a wall, it's your only option.*
so i'll rp*
A girl in a simple dress sits in the corner, tapping the table with the bottom of her mug. Her mousy brown hair is in a braid down her back, and her fringe falls in her eyes.
The bartender, Yuri, approaches. She pulls her curly mop out of her face and looks a bit annoyed. "You need another drink, sweetie?"
"Uh," she takes her hand off the cup and fishes through her bag, coming up empty. "No"
"Not even a free one?" she asks, chuckling and tilting her head.
"If it's free then, i'd like some more tea"
"Sweet or unsweet? or did you have an herbal blend?"
"I had the mint"
"coming right up, sweetie." she says, walking off. She returns with another mug shortly after.
She takes it happily. "Thanks, maam"
*to this?8
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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)
*anyone else want to RP? Speak now or forever hold your peace.*
Which mentally ill girlie do you wan? *I have characters from a victorian mystery story. Who do you want?* *Marina: Socially awkward, manipulative, infodumps about tapestries, eats cranberries raw. Vc: unknown so far* *Lillian: Conspiracy theorist, snoop, really overzealous, has trauma. Vc: goldilocks from the last wish* *Charlotte: Ditz, aspiring mage, daydreamer, girly girl, says surprisingly smart things sometimes: Vc:the girl in this clip https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1085437947692438925/ *Hattie: Alchemist, chaotic, clumsy, almost always has her potions blow up on her, plays the sousaphone: Vc: Vee from toh*
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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)
Basil is outside, feeding some children sandwiches
Hyacinth is outside, talking to some creatures
*Description for Hyacinth please.*
Thane walks over and watches them silently, looking at the children, holding his own child.
Basil looks to Thane "Hey, mate!"
*Editted the previous thing, but I’ll do it again.*
He smiles at them, coming over to them “Hello pardner.”
Jack, a human of average height and decently good looks, is playing catch with his blink dog, smiling as they blitz the ball and are back in, well, a blink.
"So, how ya doin'?" He says, smiling
Hyacinth notices what happens "Hello"
“I’m doing well, and you?” He asks them, leaning down.
He turns to them, giving them a bright smile “Hello. Who might you be, milady?” He gives a slightly awkward bow.
"Good"
"My name is Hyacinth. What might yours be?" A tiny robot pops out of a pouch on her scarf (forgot to say she had one)
"Okay" He says, clearly not used to being social.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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.
Basil looks to Thane "Hey, mate!"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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.
*Editted the previous thing, but I’ll do it again.*
He smiles at them, coming over to them “Hello pardner.”
Jack, a human of average height and decently good looks, is playing catch with his blink dog, smiling as they blitz the ball and are back in, well, a blink.
Gravedigger is walking by, his shovel slung over the back over his cloak
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
Iris sits down at a bench and waits for her to come back
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
"Tea, please" He looks around calmly as to what is happening in the Cafe
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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, how ya doin'?" He says, smiling
Hyacinth notices what happens "Hello"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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.
Bishop tilts his head and quickly makes his way over. He seems to stumble a bit but picks up his skirts. "Hello, I saw you have a shovel, would you mind if I borrowed it for a moment or two."
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
“That’s right, Exercise, keep the body strong. Just like yer papa.”
She runs over to them, hugging them tightly as emotion take her over in a way she hasn’t allowed it to in years, tears streaming down the sides of her face “My beloved, tell me, is that you?!”
“My tools have succeeded where my body has failed, I must show them that respect.”
*anyone else want to RP? Speak now or forever hold your peace.*
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
"I suppose, though I will need it back afterward" He takes off the shovel and hands it to Bishop
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
“I’m doing well, and you?” He asks them, leaning down.
He turns to them, giving them a bright smile “Hello. Who might you be, milady?” He gives a slightly awkward bow.
*Heya!*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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.
*to this?8
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)
Which mentally ill girlie do you wan?
*I have characters from a victorian mystery story. Who do you want?*
*Marina: Socially awkward, manipulative, infodumps about tapestries, eats cranberries raw. Vc: unknown so far*
*Lillian: Conspiracy theorist, snoop, really overzealous, has trauma. Vc: goldilocks from the last wish*
*Charlotte: Ditz, aspiring mage, daydreamer, girly girl, says surprisingly smart things sometimes: Vc:the girl in this clip https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1085437947692438925/
*Hattie: Alchemist, chaotic, clumsy, almost always has her potions blow up on her, plays the sousaphone: Vc: Vee from toh*
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 would love to rp if you want to, who would you like?*
"Good"
"My name is Hyacinth. What might yours be?" A tiny robot pops out of a pouch on her scarf (forgot to say she had one)
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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.