*rp please?* A song rises from the forest, unnatural and enticing
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*rp please?* A song rises from the forest, unnatural and enticing
River follows the sound, though not because it has a hold on him
It leads to a clearing where a figure dances to spectral music, flames whipping around them as they spin. you can barely make out their features, but you catch a glimpse of copper skin and pointed ears between the tounges of fire.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
They find a man, panting in a crater, wearing basic clothes though they are torn in places, his hair ragged as he tries to gather himself.
He weakly tries to speak to them, unable to form any words, just noises.
She frowns even more, “I should’ve talked to you before I made that choice, but I can’t unmake it, I’m sorry.” She still looks a little happy for them.
They find a man, panting in a crater, wearing basic clothes though they are torn in places, his hair ragged as he tries to gather himself.
He weakly tries to speak to them, unable to form any words, just noises.
She frowns even more, “I should’ve talked to you before I made that choice, but I can’t unmake it, I’m sorry.” She still looks a little happy for them.
"Excuse me, sir! The hell happened?"
"See? You ate.. too many."
You are supposed to be able to care for me, will that cease?
He slicks back his hair, sighing after closing his eyes, “Oh? Nothing, just a massive explosion.”
He giggles uncontrollably at nothing, looking up to them affectionately.
“I’m not going to stop taking care of you, unless you want me to stop. Do you?”
He helps them as much as they need, “Hmm, I might want to get high too.”
“James, I want to ask you something, can you be honest with me?”
(Good end? Or wanna continue with someone else?)
(I would have to ask for… Annabelle again actually, if that’s okay.)
He takes a handful, beginning to put them on, licking his fangs as he waits for the effect.
“Are you afraid of me?” She asks, keeping her hands away from them.
*rp please?*
A song rises from the forest, unnatural and enticing
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
It leads to a clearing where a figure dances to spectral music, flames whipping around them as they spin. you can barely make out their features, but you catch a glimpse of copper skin and pointed ears between the tounges of fire.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
They hear an explosion outside of the orphanage, and see a plume of smoke nearby.
His mouth drops as he begins to fall to hit his head on the table, unprepared for feeling all of it all at once.
She sighs, frowning a little bit, “I’m sorry you feel that way towards me. What scares you?”
*Okay, so I am gonna bring back Yuri and Luciano, just because I love them so much.*
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
*The cowboy spaghetti is tolerable*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem. No you don’t.*
They find a man, panting in a crater, wearing basic clothes though they are torn in places, his hair ragged as he tries to gather himself.
He weakly tries to speak to them, unable to form any words, just noises.
She frowns even more, “I should’ve talked to you before I made that choice, but I can’t unmake it, I’m sorry.” She still looks a little happy for them.
*Oh hey Wendi, everyone was worried about you and stuff. I still am.*
*Cowboy spaghetti?*
He slicks back his hair, sighing after closing his eyes, “Oh? Nothing, just a massive explosion.”
He giggles uncontrollably at nothing, looking up to them affectionately.
“I’m not going to stop taking care of you, unless you want me to stop. Do you?”