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
*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*
*Unfortunately I don't know any of them so I'll take whatever you are willing to play rn*
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
Bishop takes it and nods "Thank you."
He can feel a surge of power coming from the shovel
(any other characters you'd like to use)
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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
*anyone else want to RP? Speak now or forever hold your peace.*
*I would love to rp if you want to, who would you like?*
*Uhhhhh Tengen, Sparrow, and Milo.*
Tengen is thinking about everything he's done, and finds himself disgusted. Though there isn't much he can do, he's committed Sepuku before, but that has only gotten him this far, and would only enrage the Black Crown, and so, he thinks about what else he may be able to do.
Sparrow is sitting on the back porch of his home, having a smoke and a drink, looking out as the sun begins to set, and thinks about all of the things that he's been through, and every thing that may be ahead.
Milo is starting a garden outside of the Inn. He's wearing a sun hat and overalls with a little bit of a smile on his face as he waters the seeds of the garden, singing a little song to the plants and himself.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*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*
*Unfortunately I don't know any of them so I'll take whatever you are willing to play rn*
*alr you're getting charlotte* A teenage girl with long ash-blond hair is walking around the grounds searching for something. Her clothes are fine.
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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 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
*yeh, I said *
She nods, sitting down with them. "so, how long you been in town?"
*sorry* "Not long, I only got here today"
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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)
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.”
"Papa strong." he says confidently, pointing to thane
"In... flesh." he growls out, massive paws holding her back
"And how about your heart?" he asks, narrowing his eyes slightly.
He smiles and flexes one of his arms, “Strong for ya.” He picks them back up, holding them in the air.
She cries into their chest, unable to wrap her arms all the way around them “Are you stuck like this?”
He thinks about it, looking at his mace “It’s grown with time, but weighed down by guilt.”
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"Good to hear." He gives them a hug. (Ah! I can't do it, I can't have Thane romance Basil! Sorry!)
"I'm... just Jack, your name is much better than mine." The dog walks over to them, nuzzling against them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Bishop takes it and nods "Thank 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
*Yo, who do you want?*
*Unfortunately I don't know any of them so I'll take whatever you are willing to play rn*
*Uhhhhh Tengen, Sparrow, and Milo.*
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 can feel a surge of power coming from the shovel
(any other characters you'd like to use)
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
(Okay) Basil pats him on the shoulder
Hyacinth pets the dog "I think yours might be better, though thank you"
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.
*if possible*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Tengen is thinking about everything he's done, and finds himself disgusted. Though there isn't much he can do, he's committed Sepuku before, but that has only gotten him this far, and would only enrage the Black Crown, and so, he thinks about what else he may be able to do.
Sparrow is sitting on the back porch of his home, having a smoke and a drink, looking out as the sun begins to set, and thinks about all of the things that he's been through, and every thing that may be ahead.
Milo is starting a garden outside of the Inn. He's wearing a sun hat and overalls with a little bit of a smile on his face as he waters the seeds of the garden, singing a little song to the plants and himself.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He puts them back down, "Just know, I care deeply for ya Basil, yer family."
He walks over, kneeling next to the dog and giving them a treat, which they happily take "This is Max."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*alr you're getting charlotte*
A teenage girl with long ash-blond hair is walking around the grounds searching for something. Her clothes are fine.
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 smiles
"Good to know"
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.
He stands back up, patting their head.
“What brings you to town? You’ve got to be a model or something of the like.”
Basil takes out his lute and begins to play the song
"Oh, I though you were" The tall dragonborn pats the little creature in her scarf "But no, I just wanted to see if I could help people out now"
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.
*Cut with Salem*
Teralith begins to make the 'wait are they flirting with me?' expression, though of course only with his left eye
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.
He begins to hum along, knowing the song by the heart now, and enjoying every moment.
“You wanted to help people too? I thought I was one of the only few.” He says with a smile, standing back up and looking up at them.
*sorry*
"Not long, I only got here today"
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 smiles and flexes one of his arms, “Strong for ya.” He picks them back up, holding them in the air.
She cries into their chest, unable to wrap her arms all the way around them “Are you stuck like this?”
He thinks about it, looking at his mace “It’s grown with time, but weighed down by guilt.”