*anybody want to rp?* *You have 2 options *No, or furry*
*i’ll take… furry*
*very well, what flavor?*
*mint*
*not an option* *you have the following to pick from* *ex-druggy, furniture boi, poly boi, rabbit mother, rabbit daughter, medicine dependent hare, will, or omi.*
*why am i so blind, i’m so sorry*
*rabbit mother, rabbit daughter, ex-druggy*
Saphuno is laying on a couch in the library after a workout
Domino is sitting at Felix's now empty grave
Mac is standing beside a sketchy alley.
Thirteen is just hanging around in the library.
Mauric is roving the woods, gathering herbs.
Riotan literally lives in sketchy alleys (despite still being on parole) and is on the nocturnal prowl.
"Thirteeeeen.." she calls out, lazily.
She waves to him sadly
Mac is fidgety and nervous.
“Mm?” He looks up, seemingly snapping out of a trance.
“Hi.” Mauric nods to her, bundling some watercress up in his belt.
Rio seems to just spawn in out of the shadows beside him. “Well hello…”
"You smell like somebody.. which is weird!"
"Hey, Mauric.."
"Perfect place for my sponsor to appear... [GP]..."
“What do you mean by that?”
Mauric heads over to stand beside her, head bowed solemnly.
”What’s wrong?”
"I smell somebody on you.. have you made a friend?~"
"What's the point of anything?" she asks, clutching the headstone
"You saved me.." he hugs them suddenly. "I was about to buy some dope..."
“I had a conversation with someone I hadn’t encountered at a prior point, Saphuno…”
“…” He kneels slowly. “Getting to live is an inconceivably priceless gift. There are so many wonderful, wonderful things you can do and experience. And like Camus said, the act of working to push forward and knowing that you are stronger than a universe stacked against you is meaningful in and of itself.”
“Oh. Lucky then, I guess.” Rio puts an arm around him.
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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 smell somebody on you.. have you made a friend?~"
"What's the point of anything?" she asks, clutching the headstone
"You saved me.." he hugs them suddenly. "I was about to buy some dope..."
“I had a conversation with someone I hadn’t encountered at a prior point, Saphuno…”
“…” He kneels slowly. “Getting to live is an inconceivably priceless gift. There are so many wonderful, wonderful things you can do and experience. And like Camus said, the act of working to push forward and knowing that you are stronger than a universe stacked against you is meaningful in and of itself.”
“Oh. Lucky then, I guess.” Rio puts an arm around him.
"I can dream, Number Boy. What's their name?"
"That freaky weather [GP] convinced him he was going to die, and so he accidentally killed himself. Returns from the dead and [GP] leaves! As if he didn't care what I'd feel without him gone." she smashes the headstone, sobbing
"Why... are you touching me back?..."
“Will.” Thirteen shrugs.
He sighs but doesn’t stop her.
“Hug etiquette, I guess?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You're not really a wolf, but you seem nice anyway.."
The wolfs ears pin back
"I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise." she smiles, her presence calming, tone reassuring
It snarls and backs up. Its entire body seems to vibrate and morph until what is before you is not a wolf, but a teenage girl in a wrinkly button-up and suspenders with a topknot haphazardly tied into her shaggy black hair and a bowie knife in her hand. "If I were you, i'd be more worried about myself"
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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)
"You're not really a wolf, but you seem nice anyway.."
The wolfs ears pin back
"I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise." she smiles, her presence calming, tone reassuring
It snarls and backs up. Its entire body seems to vibrate and morph until what is before you is not a wolf, but a teenage girl in a wrinkly button-up and suspenders with a topknot haphazardly tied into her shaggy black hair and a bowie knife in her hand. "If I were you, i'd be more worried about myself"
"Well, that's not very nice, now is it?" she tilts her head and crosses her arms. "here I thought we were having a nice conversation."
"We could continue, just need you to promise me somethin." she sheathes the knife. "I was never here, and if I was, I wasn't doin' anythin' suspicious."
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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'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 had a conversation with someone I hadn’t encountered at a prior point, Saphuno…”
“…” He kneels slowly. “Getting to live is an inconceivably priceless gift. There are so many wonderful, wonderful things you can do and experience. And like Camus said, the act of working to push forward and knowing that you are stronger than a universe stacked against you is meaningful in and of itself.”
“Oh. Lucky then, I guess.” Rio puts an arm around him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Salem.*
She stood upon reading that bit, raising an eyebrow, “Okay, I guess I’m your mother figure. I don’t know yet, I’m building a bomb.”
She looks up at them, tilting her head “H-have you talked with your therapist?”
He looks down at them, giving them a kiss and a smile of sharp teeth, wrapping his arms around her.
“No no, it’s fine to consider me your mother. Because I want to blow something up.”
She nods along with her words, before hugging her, overjoyed by the thought.
He lies on top of her, sighing and smelling out sweat and nature, “Hmm, have you considered extending my life any?”
*I apologize, I suddenly will disappear soon. It will be sudden, I’m sorry.*
“Will.” Thirteen shrugs.
He sighs but doesn’t stop her.
“Hug etiquette, I guess?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It snarls and backs up. Its entire body seems to vibrate and morph until what is before you is not a wolf, but a teenage girl in a wrinkly button-up and suspenders with a topknot haphazardly tied into her shaggy black hair and a bowie knife in her hand.
"If I were you, i'd be more worried about myself"
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)
*boo*
“Because blowing stuff up is fun, do you want me to show you?” She says, looking up from her things.
She lets go of them, leaning against them, “So… we gonna date?”
“No no, my insecurities involving him died the day we got married, I just want to live with you as long as I can.”
*AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"We could continue, just need you to promise me somethin." she sheathes the knife. "I was never here, and if I was, I wasn't doin' anythin' suspicious."
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 feed upon your screams, darling dear*
*buries body in flower garden*
*BLERGHLHELHERLHERHGLEHRLEGHELRHGHELRHGHELRHRGLEHRL*
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)