*no one on discord is responding to my clever memes and it's damaging my self esteem*
*I would if I was there, but I don’t have discord.*
*all good. i was just exaggerating. want anyone for the roleplaying from me?*
*I would love to rp, if you would want to, who would you like?*
*i asked you first /j*
*Sersha and John?*
*Of course, here you go.*
Sersha is meditating while considering asking Malafasa out on a date to go hunt a giant scorpion. Sans swirling around her as she considers.
John is still kind of just living life, though he does seem a bit happier than he usually does. He’s not even bothered by the wound in his side leaking blood.
Malafasa lands gently behind her, watching.
Riotan is wandering about and notices him. "You gonna drink any of that?"
She feels the gentle breeze of her landing, and opens her eyes, smiling at them.
He looks over to them, and down to his side “Probably not a lot of it, I’ve got blood to spare.”
"Hi!" Birds can't really smile, but if they could, Mala definitely would be.
"Oh that's just wasteful then."
Sersha takes a deep breath, moving to her feet, bowing as she does before asking “Would you like to go on a date… some time?”
He puts a cup to the wound, filling it half up “Here, take it.”
*I'll take anyone. I don't want to pick honestly.*
*Sigh, of course, here you go, have some Goliaths.*
Merabelle is meditating in the forest, doing what she can to connect to it. She takes long, deep breaths, her flesh feeling the wind as her ears twitch at the movement of anything.
Milo is working on his garden, singing a song from his homeland to himself with a smile on his face. He’s wearing a sun hat and overalls.
*I'll take anyone. I don't want to pick honestly.*
*Sigh, of course, here you go, have some Goliaths.*
Merabelle is meditating in the forest, doing what she can to connect to it. She takes long, deep breaths, her flesh feeling the wind as her ears twitch at the movement of anything.
Milo is working on his garden, singing a song from his homeland to himself with a smile on his face. He’s wearing a sun hat and overalls.
*I'm sorry..*
Edwin is watching her, trying to sketch a picture of her.
Ashi walks up behind him, looking his cheek.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Well, I assume there is no way I can help, so wanna rp?*
*Sure*
*Who you want?*
*Anyone rly*
*You don’t have any preference? Do you still have that wheel?*
*yeah but I am using my backup device so not RN*
*Sigh, welp, here.*
John is working out once more, his scars visible as he does so shirtless, his muscles rippling, eyes closed as he focuses on straining himself as much as he can.
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
"A couple minutes, friend. Say, what's your name, buddy? I'm Austin. People call me Sweets!" He pulls some individually wrapped candies out of his court and tosses them around like a burst of confetti.
His hands shoot out, catching all of the candies, putting them back in Austin’s hands “I’m… Angelo…” He says, looking back down to the ground after catching each one of the candies “Sorry, instinct… catching things was one of my tricks.”
"And a really good one at that!" He laughs. "You grew up in the circus, didn't you? No one is born with that much talent, and believe me, I've looked!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I'll take anyone. I don't want to pick honestly.*
*Sigh, of course, here you go, have some Goliaths.*
Merabelle is meditating in the forest, doing what she can to connect to it. She takes long, deep breaths, her flesh feeling the wind as her ears twitch at the movement of anything.
Milo is working on his garden, singing a song from his homeland to himself with a smile on his face. He’s wearing a sun hat and overalls.
*I'm sorry..*
Edwin is watching her, trying to sketch a picture of her.
Ashi walks up behind him, looking his cheek.
*Dont be sorry, I love you deeply.*
Merabelle doesn’t open her eyes, but she smiles and gestures them to come sit on her lap.
He looks over to them, smiling and waving, though a little shyly “Oh… hey Ashi, love.”
*I'll take anyone. I don't want to pick honestly.*
*Sigh, of course, here you go, have some Goliaths.*
Merabelle is meditating in the forest, doing what she can to connect to it. She takes long, deep breaths, her flesh feeling the wind as her ears twitch at the movement of anything.
Milo is working on his garden, singing a song from his homeland to himself with a smile on his face. He’s wearing a sun hat and overalls.
*I'm sorry..*
Edwin is watching her, trying to sketch a picture of her.
Ashi walks up behind him, looking his cheek.
*Dont be sorry, I love you deeply.*
Merabelle doesn’t open her eyes, but she smiles and gestures them to come sit on her lap.
He looks over to them, smiling and waving, though a little shyly “Oh… hey Ashi, love.”
Edwin does so, walking over and sitting down.
She beams and kisses his cheek.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Well, I assume there is no way I can help, so wanna rp?*
*Sure*
*Who you want?*
*Anyone rly*
*You don’t have any preference? Do you still have that wheel?*
*yeah but I am using my backup device so not RN*
*Sigh, welp, here.*
John is working out once more, his scars visible as he does so shirtless, his muscles rippling, eyes closed as he focuses on straining himself as much as he can.
"A couple minutes, friend. Say, what's your name, buddy? I'm Austin. People call me Sweets!" He pulls some individually wrapped candies out of his court and tosses them around like a burst of confetti.
His hands shoot out, catching all of the candies, putting them back in Austin’s hands “I’m… Angelo…” He says, looking back down to the ground after catching each one of the candies “Sorry, instinct… catching things was one of my tricks.”
"And a really good one at that!" He laughs. "You grew up in the circus, didn't you? No one is born with that much talent, and believe me, I've looked!"
He nods slowly once more “I did… parents lived with them their whole lives… it was some of the best years of my life.” He says, sneezing a bit, the mask moving to show a freckled bit of his face.
*I'll take anyone. I don't want to pick honestly.*
*Sigh, of course, here you go, have some Goliaths.*
Merabelle is meditating in the forest, doing what she can to connect to it. She takes long, deep breaths, her flesh feeling the wind as her ears twitch at the movement of anything.
Milo is working on his garden, singing a song from his homeland to himself with a smile on his face. He’s wearing a sun hat and overalls.
*I'm sorry..*
Edwin is watching her, trying to sketch a picture of her.
Ashi walks up behind him, looking his cheek.
*Dont be sorry, I love you deeply.*
Merabelle doesn’t open her eyes, but she smiles and gestures them to come sit on her lap.
He looks over to them, smiling and waving, though a little shyly “Oh… hey Ashi, love.”
Edwin does so, walking over and sitting down.
She beams and kisses his cheek.
She gives them a kiss, and a long one at that, holding them tight to her, “Hey, sweetheart.”
He beams, blushing blue “T-thanks.”
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*YES*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Anyone rly*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Sersha takes a deep breath, moving to her feet, bowing as she does before asking “Would you like to go on a date… some time?”
He puts a cup to the wound, filling it half up “Here, take it.”
*man I wish Femboys with Firearms was a real magazine*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*You don’t have any preference? Do you still have that wheel?*
*I'll take anyone. I don't want to pick honestly.*
*Who do you have?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*yeah but I am using my backup device so not RN*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Sigh, of course, here you go, have some Goliaths.*
Merabelle is meditating in the forest, doing what she can to connect to it. She takes long, deep breaths, her flesh feeling the wind as her ears twitch at the movement of anything.
Milo is working on his garden, singing a song from his homeland to himself with a smile on his face. He’s wearing a sun hat and overalls.
*I'm preparing an intro as we speak.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I'm sorry..*
Edwin is watching her, trying to sketch a picture of her.
Ashi walks up behind him, looking his cheek.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Sigh, welp, here.*
John is working out once more, his scars visible as he does so shirtless, his muscles rippling, eyes closed as he focuses on straining himself as much as he can.
(yes please)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
"And a really good one at that!" He laughs. "You grew up in the circus, didn't you? No one is born with that much talent, and believe me, I've looked!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Dont be sorry, I love you deeply.*
Merabelle doesn’t open her eyes, but she smiles and gestures them to come sit on her lap.
He looks over to them, smiling and waving, though a little shyly “Oh… hey Ashi, love.”
Thirteen is writing. Looks like he’s almost done.
Mauric is doing a bit better, but he still doesn’t seem to be at his best as he works.
Loriche is out hunting with Clover.
Riotan is just hanging around.
Eito is atoning.
Malafasa is trying to make a hurricane but it’s not working.
Yod is buying fresh produce.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Edwin does so, walking over and sitting down.
She beams and kisses his cheek.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Rei is here, though as the strange thing
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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 nods slowly once more “I did… parents lived with them their whole lives… it was some of the best years of my life.” He says, sneezing a bit, the mask moving to show a freckled bit of his face.
Scott and The Writer are outside, somehow both have managed to develop yet a whole nother book, the manuscript pooled around them.
Samaritan is with him, having lost a bet with one of his cooks, he is being forced to wear a pair of bunny slippers. He looks done with it.
Ashi watches Malafasa, cheering her on.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She gives them a kiss, and a long one at that, holding them tight to her, “Hey, sweetheart.”
He beams, blushing blue “T-thanks.”