"Perfect." he smiles. "Hope you guys like bacon and eggs."
"Sounds good." he grins. "Raven?" he turns to the wolf. "Go on and get changed, kid, they'll be here soon." The wolf ambles off into the woods.
"Changed?" he asks, confused.
"Yeah, they're a shifter." he gets up and stretches, checking his watch one last time. "The gang should be coming right about--" He's cut off by a scribbling sound as a rift that looks like it's drawn in charcoal appears in the air. Out comes a gnome in a cowl and goggles, and a tall human lady who resembles the man you've been talking to, the rift closing behind them as the gnome closes a notebook. The lady steps forward and points the tip of her umbrella at the wolfkind, asking the man in a thick cockney accent "Who's this?"
"Just a friend, really..'
"Just a friend?" she grins mockingly at the man. "You sly dog, Joel!"
"Not that kind of friend, yet." he chuckles, ruffling the man's hair. "I offered to cook him and his friends a meal, you're his friend, right?"
The gnome and the lady both answer at the same time (lady) "I'm his sister" (Gnome)"I'm his coworker" Their voice is muffled by their cowl
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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)
"Perfect." he smiles. "Hope you guys like bacon and eggs."
"Sounds good." he grins. "Raven?" he turns to the wolf. "Go on and get changed, kid, they'll be here soon." The wolf ambles off into the woods.
"Changed?" he asks, confused.
"Yeah, they're a shifter." he gets up and stretches, checking his watch one last time. "The gang should be coming right about--" He's cut off by a scribbling sound as a rift that looks like it's drawn in charcoal appears in the air. Out comes a gnome in a cowl and goggles, and a tall human lady who resembles the man you've been talking to, the rift closing behind them as the gnome closes a notebook. The lady steps forward and points the tip of her umbrella at the wolfkind, asking the man in a thick cockney accent "Who's this?"
"Just a friend, really..'
"Just a friend?" she grins mockingly at the man. "You sly dog, Joel!"
"Not that kind of friend, yet." he chuckles, ruffling the man's hair. "I offered to cook him and his friends a meal, you're his friend, right?"
The gnome and the lady both answer at the same time (lady) "I'm his sister" (Gnome)"I'm his coworker" Their voice is muffled by their cowl
"Well either way, I told him I'd cook for whoever he was waiting for."
"Ooooo Smooth operator!!!" his sister prods him but he shoves her off. "It wasn't like that, if anything it was raven't idea"
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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)
*Just got back from DnD. A party member attacked Aldo while he was intimidating the rival tavern owner. Evidently he's too brutal for hero work, and I'm too unlucky to be the party face.*
Cerberus and Pangola are talking to a wooden statue in Sylvan (the language) near the edge of the woods.
Sylvan (the character) and Koneko are cooking using spices from around the world while the Divine Pups are doing dishes, some using magic to, others the normal way.
Agatha is giving Ternikus a therapy session, who for once seems not ready for a fight.
Cerberus and Pangola are talking to a wooden statue in Sylvan (the language) near the edge of the woods.
Someone stalks through the forest. Tall and lanky in thick all black garb, his sharp eyes. He wears attire resembling that of a bounty hunter, probably because he is one.
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*in the pursuit of gold, I did the reasonable thing: pretended to be a nun at a bear retirement home in Peru.*
*bacc*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The gnome and the lady both answer at the same time
(lady) "I'm his sister"
(Gnome)"I'm his coworker" Their voice is muffled by their cowl
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)
"Ooooo Smooth operator!!!" his sister prods him but he shoves her off. "It wasn't like that, if anything it was raven't idea"
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)
*Just got back from DnD. A party member attacked Aldo while he was intimidating the rival tavern owner. Evidently he's too brutal for hero work, and I'm too unlucky to be the party face.*
*I may have to switch him out for someone else.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Okay, I'm back.*
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
*So am I. Anybody wish to rp?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Finally back, does anyone want to rp while I’m here? Cause I may not be too long.*
*Heck yeah*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Who you got, I don’t remember.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Someone stalks through the forest. Tall and lanky in thick all black garb, his sharp eyes. He wears attire resembling that of a bounty hunter, probably because he is one.