*I always want to make a cuddly character, but by the time I've made them they're just... not.*
*You know, something romanceable.*
*I keep making characters that are hard to love for some reason.*
*its an outward expression of your own closed off-ness. you yourself think yourself unlovable, so your characters become that way... Speaking from experience.*
*I see. Maybe I should try and make a character that specifically is loveable, as a challenge.*
*But first I gotta finish designing the protagonist for my manga.*
The ground around them turns to magma, Rag sinking in it a little bit.
He hears whispers in his mind, distant and hard to understand, but not the crazy kind, more the ghost kind.
(Wanna continue when they wake up, or stop here?)
Dracula is arriving with them, naturally, and looks back like its home.
*I will romance ur guys if U want them to be romanced*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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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.
Perception: 10
He's hitting every single one of them.
Eito looks over, examining what he's making.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I hope you find one then.” He says, smiling at them “Would you like something to drink or eat? I’ve got money to spare.”
*I would disagree, I love most of yours.*
"Well, how about today?" He says, trying his best to flirt
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 can hear Damian trying to talk to him, distant but definitely him, unable to reach them exactly.
They feel probably Sersha knocking on the tree.
*I see. Maybe I should try and make a character that specifically is loveable, as a challenge.*
*But first I gotta finish designing the protagonist for my manga.*
*Or at least get past the body type.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Sure" She smiles
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.
“It really is, not often can someone tolerate my heat, it’s good when someone can.”
The voices seem melodramatically offended by that, continuing to try and reach out.
He puts down his book, “A journey worth writing about, and I certainly will.”
He begins walking, expecting them to follow.
"Well, how about the inn?"
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.
She follows, looking around
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 looks up so fast his neck does that weird thing and he winces. "What?"
She doesn't turn but lifts her up into the nest again with the wind.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.