"Thank you very much." He speaks softly, completely different from the shouting singing voice he was using before. "How are you doing?"
"Honestly? I always feel better during a concert, but the usual sad stuff in my head's coming back. How about you?"
"I'm a little worried. I usually wait out the hottest part of the day underground, but the heat has baked the ground too hard for my fingers. I spent too long gathering apples, and now I have to find somewhere else to stay." He reaches out and takes Mac's hand. "You don't have to be sad, friend." The sweet scent grows stronger. Make a WIS save vs 33
As the scent reaches her, she feels a faint reassurance. It's just a song. There's no need to panic. After the song ends, the singer seems to disappear under the rain of money and flowers. She feels an increased comfort as he appears through the crowd in front of her, grinning. There's something fundamentally wrong with him that she can't place. Like you got all the pieces of a human, but didn't connect them, just left them floating in place. But that doesn't matter, the pheromones tell her. This is a friend.
"Hello there. What's your name?" He sounds slightly nervous, as though he had some anxiety coming to talk to her.
(She is not required to listen to the pheromones, it's just what is being communicated)
The ex-pirate waves to him "Uh... hello? My name is Mint, you?"
"My name is Otto. Otto Ferry Jr." He gives a little bow. "How are you feeling?" A crow lands on his head.
As the scent reaches her, she feels a faint reassurance. It's just a song. There's no need to panic. After the song ends, the singer seems to disappear under the rain of money and flowers. She feels an increased comfort as he appears through the crowd in front of her, grinning. There's something fundamentally wrong with him that she can't place. Like you got all the pieces of a human, but didn't connect them, just left them floating in place. But that doesn't matter, the pheromones tell her. This is a friend.
"Hello there. What's your name?" He sounds slightly nervous, as though he had some anxiety coming to talk to her.
(She is not required to listen to the pheromones, it's just what is being communicated)
The ex-pirate waves to him "Uh... hello? My name is Mint, you?"
"My name is Otto. Otto Ferry Jr." He gives a little bow. "How are you feeling?" A crow lands on his head.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"I'm a little worried. I usually wait out the hottest part of the day underground, but the heat has baked the ground too hard for my fingers. I spent too long gathering apples, and now I have to find somewhere else to stay." He reaches out and takes Mac's hand. "You don't have to be sad, friend." The sweet scent grows stronger. Make a WIS save vs 32
"Oh, that doesnt sound nice.. How many apples did you pick?" he smiles and takes their hand in both of his paws, autofailing the wisdom save
He feels better. That's all the save does. After all, he's talking with a good friend.
"I picked thirteen. Most weren't of edible quality, so I left them on the ground. Bugs love apples, and they aren't as picky as I am." He begins to lead Mac toward the tavern. "I really enjoy apples. They're very versatile if you know how to use them. Once when I was little, I made an apple pie in a teacup! My father taught me not to do that anymore. He said it was wasteful and hit me with his belt." He looks up, then points with his free hand. "Hey, lookie." There are vultures circling overhead. "That's a good omen."
"I'm a little worried. I usually wait out the hottest part of the day underground, but the heat has baked the ground too hard for my fingers. I spent too long gathering apples, and now I have to find somewhere else to stay." He reaches out and takes Mac's hand. "You don't have to be sad, friend." The sweet scent grows stronger. Make a WIS save vs 33
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem.*
She calls Sandstorm over with a whistle, catching them in her arms.
“Now we can drink together, though.”
“Because… he couldn’t, he wanted a better life fer ya, and that was with me. He’s yer father, not yer dad.”
"My name is Otto. Otto Ferry Jr." He gives a little bow. "How are you feeling?" A crow lands on his head.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Okay. Why do you ask?" The tabaxi blinks
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*Anyone want my space tomboy tabaxi?*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*I did intro a new character if you wanna rp?*
*Okay :3*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"Because I'm not happy unless everyone around me is. It's a bad trait, but others seem to like it." Another one lands on his shoulder.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*does sound fun :>*
She just nods and makes an 'ah' noise. "I assume those crows are your... pets?... what are their names?"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*e*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Okie! Would you like to intro first?*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*Henlo :3*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
He feels better. That's all the save does. After all, he's talking with a good friend.
"I picked thirteen. Most weren't of edible quality, so I left them on the ground. Bugs love apples, and they aren't as picky as I am." He begins to lead Mac toward the tavern. "I really enjoy apples. They're very versatile if you know how to use them. Once when I was little, I made an apple pie in a teacup! My father taught me not to do that anymore. He said it was wasteful and hit me with his belt." He looks up, then points with his free hand. "Hey, lookie." There are vultures circling overhead. "That's a good omen."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*starring Jobah as Jobah*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Want me to reintroduce ‘em?*