*I am back, peoples, I hate Spanish class, it causes me pain.*
*HI! I HAVE BIG CHB NEWS AND A CUTSCENE TO TELL YOU IT WITH. IM GONNA PM IT TO YOU. DO YOU WANNA RP??*
*I actually read the thing, so Atticus is bringing someone back from the dead, or at least trying to. Also, of course I do, I've got another vampire now, and he's a gardener and glass blower.*
*Cool. uhh idk who I want so just hit meh*
*Oh did you ever finish you Isabelle character btw?*
Rag is chopping logs outside of his house, shirtless of course, planning on using them for the homeless shelter to keep it warm.
Johnny is learning how to remove his soul from his body without having to stab himself, sitting with Matilda in his lap in the library.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I am back, peoples, I hate Spanish class, it causes me pain.*
*HI! I HAVE BIG CHB NEWS AND A CUTSCENE TO TELL YOU IT WITH. IM GONNA PM IT TO YOU. DO YOU WANNA RP??*
*I actually read the thing, so Atticus is bringing someone back from the dead, or at least trying to. Also, of course I do, I've got another vampire now, and he's a gardener and glass blower.*
*Cool. uhh idk who I want so just hit meh*
*Oh did you ever finish you Isabelle character btw?*
Rag is chopping logs outside of his house, shirtless of course, planning on using them for the homeless shelter to keep it warm.
Johnny is learning how to remove his soul from his body without having to stab himself, sitting with Matilda in his lap in the library.
*Uhh I never got your DOOM guy to base her off of yet*
Sam helps, growing trees when he needs more
Her presence is a bit stronger, but still faint
*Oh you needed me to make someone to base them off of? My apologies, maybe you should make the first and I'll build off of yours.*
He leans on his axe, sighing as his sweat turns to steam "Thank you so much, dear."
He flips through dark tomes adjusting his glasses as he holds Matilda firmly "Found anything yet?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*YOU GOT A CHOICE. EITHER SCOTTISH BIPOLAR SPELLJAMMER PIRATE OR THE ALL-LOVING ZEALOT OF PEACE. BOTH ARE EXTREMELY GAY.*
(peace guy)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
*YOU GOT A CHOICE. EITHER SCOTTISH BIPOLAR SPELLJAMMER PIRATE OR THE ALL-LOVING ZEALOT OF PEACE. BOTH ARE EXTREMELY GAY.*
(peace guy)
A man, bandaged head to toe in wraps stand outside the tavern. He wears a black turtleneck sweater with a brown leather duster over top. He carries a Bible in one hand and a rosary around his neck. His single eye that peers out from the wraps, bloodshot and lidless.
*YOU GOT A CHOICE. EITHER SCOTTISH BIPOLAR SPELLJAMMER PIRATE OR THE ALL-LOVING ZEALOT OF PEACE. BOTH ARE EXTREMELY GAY.*
*The Spelljammer pirate, I want him to meet my shapeshifting gay cowboy.*
A spelljammer ship has landed not to far from the tavern, the crew of different species milling about and bringing out cargo from its hold. A man, a human of sorts, jumps off the deck and down to the ground. He wears no shirt, showing off his pectorals and stomach that are patterned with tattoos, under a navy blue coat. His hair is cut into a long Mohawk, some of the chocolate brown strands braided with beads. He carries a pistol at his waste and a saber in a hilt on the other side.
*YOU GOT A CHOICE. EITHER SCOTTISH BIPOLAR SPELLJAMMER PIRATE OR THE ALL-LOVING ZEALOT OF PEACE. BOTH ARE EXTREMELY GAY.*
*The Spelljammer pirate, I want him to meet my shapeshifting gay cowboy.*
A spelljammer ship has landed not to far from the tavern, the crew of different species milling about and bringing out cargo from its hold. A man, a human of sorts, jumps off the deck and down to the ground. He wears no shirt, showing off his pectorals and stomach that are patterned with tattoos, under a navy blue coat. His hair is cut into a long Mohawk, some of the chocolate brown strands braided with beads. He carries a pistol at his waste and a saber in a hilt on the other side.
Someone approaches the shop, a man with greyish skin, certainly not human. He wearings heavy desert made clothes, length jeans that drag a bit against the ground, a dark stained leather duster and a black silk bandana that hides most of his face, he's got a pistol of his own, though he doesn't seem like the type to shoot first, his shoulder length hair flowing in the wind. He pulls the bandana down, revealing stitches along his cheeks. He bows his head, lacking a hat to tip, before walking over to the obvious captain.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Oh did you ever finish you Isabelle character btw?*
Rag is chopping logs outside of his house, shirtless of course, planning on using them for the homeless shelter to keep it warm.
Johnny is learning how to remove his soul from his body without having to stab himself, sitting with Matilda in his lap in the library.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Oh you needed me to make someone to base them off of? My apologies, maybe you should make the first and I'll build off of yours.*
He leans on his axe, sighing as his sweat turns to steam "Thank you so much, dear."
He flips through dark tomes adjusting his glasses as he holds Matilda firmly "Found anything yet?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*BACK!!!*
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 offers to do it himself, but lets them if they want to.
He tries to find something, anything he can. Perception:26
Natasha has only recently gotten out of bed and gotten dressed, working in her armor as usual.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*anyone wanna rp?*
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 laughs just a bit, sitting down and drinking the water, “You are my life, dear.”
He looks and looks for what could be causing that feeling, desperate to find it.
She smiles back at them from behind her mask, “Hello, love.”
*YOU GOT A CHOICE. EITHER SCOTTISH BIPOLAR SPELLJAMMER PIRATE OR THE ALL-LOVING ZEALOT OF PEACE. BOTH ARE EXTREMELY GAY.*
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
(peace guy)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
*The Spelljammer pirate, I want him to meet my shapeshifting gay cowboy.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
A man, bandaged head to toe in wraps stand outside the tavern. He wears a black turtleneck sweater with a brown leather duster over top. He carries a Bible in one hand and a rosary around his neck. His single eye that peers out from the wraps, bloodshot and lidless.
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
A spelljammer ship has landed not to far from the tavern, the crew of different species milling about and bringing out cargo from its hold. A man, a human of sorts, jumps off the deck and down to the ground. He wears no shirt, showing off his pectorals and stomach that are patterned with tattoos, under a navy blue coat. His hair is cut into a long Mohawk, some of the chocolate brown strands braided with beads. He carries a pistol at his waste and a saber in a hilt on the other side.
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
Someone approaches the shop, a man with greyish skin, certainly not human. He wearings heavy desert made clothes, length jeans that drag a bit against the ground, a dark stained leather duster and a black silk bandana that hides most of his face, he's got a pistol of his own, though he doesn't seem like the type to shoot first, his shoulder length hair flowing in the wind. He pulls the bandana down, revealing stitches along his cheeks. He bows his head, lacking a hat to tip, before walking over to the obvious captain.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Marrying you will be the best day of my life." He leans against her paw.
He doesn't stop searching until he finds something.
She pops out a hip, grinning wider, "With all this armor on, you still think so?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He laughs, picking them up, kissing them happily for a long moment.
He tells Matilda to come over and see what he found.
She hugs them back, making sure not to crush them, "And you, very handsome."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)