*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
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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)
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
“Give it back…”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
The atmosphere in the town has grown tense, thick with an air of apprehension. A mysterious figure has made his entrance, cloaked entirely in black, as if he were a living shadow blending seamlessly with the night. He is built like a brick wall, tall and imposing with broad shoulders. His face is obscured by a fitted balaclava that leaves only his strikingly icy blue eyes visible, glimmering like shards of ice against the dark fabric. The area around his eyes is accentuated with smudges of grease paint, adding an unsettling contrast to his otherwise monochromatic appearance.
Every inch of his skin is covered from sight, swathed in layers of darkness; his hands are encased in black gloves, and his feet are shod in sturdy black boots that whisper against the cobblestones. A long, flowing black coat envelops him, its fabric lightweight yet formidable, with deep pockets that hint at unspoken secrets within. Beneath the coat, a set of sleek black leather armor clings to his frame, sculpted to afford both protection and agility while complementing a fitted black turtleneck that clings to his form.
His lower half is adorned with cargo pants, bristling with various pockets that suggest preparedness for anything life might throw his way. Around his waist, a rugged leather belt cinches the outfit, and from one of the loops dangles a solitary scrap of blue fabric, a stark note of color amidst the engulfing darkness, perhaps a remnant of a past long left behind.
He doesn't stare at anyone, almost seeming to see right through them, his eyes focused solely ahead as his feet carry him to the tavern.
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
“Give it back…”
"Not sure if I want to, buddy."
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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)
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
“Give it back…”
"Not sure if I want to, buddy."
“I’ll report you.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
“Give it back…”
"Not sure if I want to, buddy."
“I’ll report you.”
"Aww, is that what you call a threat?" they hold the money out to you. "You know what, I'm feeling generous today. Thank you for buying me a drink"
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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)
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
“Give it back…”
"Not sure if I want to, buddy."
“I’ll report you.”
"Aww, is that what you call a threat?" they hold the money out to you. "You know what, I'm feeling generous today. Thank you for buying me a drink"
He sighs.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
“Give it back…”
"Not sure if I want to, buddy."
“I’ll report you.”
"Aww, is that what you call a threat?" they hold the money out to you. "You know what, I'm feeling generous today. Thank you for buying me a drink"
He sighs.
They turn away and smirk. Something twitches under their hood
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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)
*i am. I have an entire team of characters! Meet team CRSE, (curse) a RWBY fan team. this is before they're a team, though* A tall figure in a green hood is walking through the streets, sticking to the crowds. Every so often, in their wake, someone notices their wallet is missing A young man with curly, dark hair and warm brown skin is tying a horse up outside the inn. *dial tone*The "s" of team CRSE is currently unavailable. Call her again later*Beep* An Elle-Woods-lookalike is sitting on a table outside the inn, reading a comic book and sipping one of those coffee drinks that's mostly sugar.
Anzar is sitting inside of the Inn, drinking coffee.
*SELECTO ONE PLEAE*
*Green hood.*
They bump up against him on their way to the bar. *25)
“Sorry.” Anzar apologizes.
“No harm done” they nod, their face still hidden as they continue on to the bar. As you hear them order something to eat, you notice what they pay with. Your wallet.
“Hey! That’s mine!”
"Oh, this?" they wave the wallet around tauntingly. "It's just an empty wallet!"
“Give it back!”
"Sure!" they toss it at him. It is, in fact, empty, though you're sure it wasn't a second ago
“Give me back the money too!”
"What money?"
“The money that was in my wallet!”
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
“Give it back…”
"Not sure if I want to, buddy."
“I’ll report you.”
"Aww, is that what you call a threat?" they hold the money out to you. "You know what, I'm feeling generous today. Thank you for buying me a drink"
He sighs.
They turn away and smirk. Something twitches under their hood
“What’s that?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
*cut for banan* Their fist tightens around their drink. "It's none of your business" their voice is dark and intense
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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)
*cut for banan* Their fist tightens around their drink. "It's none of your business" their voice is dark and intense
“You just robbed me. I’d say anything you do is my business now.”
"I'm not doing anything besides trying to enjoy my cider." the something twitches again
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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)
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*cut for banan* Their fist tightens around their drink. "It's none of your business" their voice is dark and intense
“You just robbed me. I’d say anything you do is my business now.”
"I'm not doing anything besides trying to enjoy my cider." the something twitches again
“And twitching your head.”
"I'm not-" they put down their drink. Slowly, they pull their hood down, revealing a pair of fox ears nestled in their untidy red hair. "Happy now?"
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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)
*cut for banan* Their fist tightens around their drink. "It's none of your business" their voice is dark and intense
“You just robbed me. I’d say anything you do is my business now.”
"I'm not doing anything besides trying to enjoy my cider." the something twitches again
“And twitching your head.”
"I'm not-" they put down their drink. Slowly, they pull their hood down, revealing a pair of fox ears nestled in their untidy red hair. "Happy now?"
“I met a ram man god who tricked me into joining his cult. That’s not that weird.”
they scoff. "I forget where exactly I am sometimes. This place is a strange one." *in the RWBY universe, animal people are commonly descriminated against after a recent war that was caused by centuries of oppression. To give a real-world comparison, it's like the rampant arab-phobia after the gulf war. It's gotten so bad in this world that faunus(the animal dudes) tend to hide their animal traits so they won't be treated differently. I find the whole concept very intriguing, which is why I decided to incorporate it in C's backstory*
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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)
*cut for banan* Their fist tightens around their drink. "It's none of your business" their voice is dark and intense
“You just robbed me. I’d say anything you do is my business now.”
"I'm not doing anything besides trying to enjoy my cider." the something twitches again
“And twitching your head.”
"I'm not-" they put down their drink. Slowly, they pull their hood down, revealing a pair of fox ears nestled in their untidy red hair. "Happy now?"
“I met a ram man god who tricked me into joining his cult. That’s not that weird.”
they scoff. "I forget where exactly I am sometimes. This place is a strange one." *in the RWBY universe, animal people are commonly descriminated against after a recent war that was caused by centuries of oppression. To give a real-world comparison, it's like the rampant arab-phobia after the gulf war. It's gotten so bad in this world that faunus(the animal dudes) tend to hide their animal traits so they won't be treated differently. I find the whole concept very intriguing, which is why I decided to incorporate it in C's backstory*
“Oh. Where are you from?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
“The money that was in my wallet!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Oh, this money?" they hold up a few folded bills they took from your wallet.
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)
“Give it back…”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
The atmosphere in the town has grown tense, thick with an air of apprehension. A mysterious figure has made his entrance, cloaked entirely in black, as if he were a living shadow blending seamlessly with the night. He is built like a brick wall, tall and imposing with broad shoulders. His face is obscured by a fitted balaclava that leaves only his strikingly icy blue eyes visible, glimmering like shards of ice against the dark fabric. The area around his eyes is accentuated with smudges of grease paint, adding an unsettling contrast to his otherwise monochromatic appearance.
Every inch of his skin is covered from sight, swathed in layers of darkness; his hands are encased in black gloves, and his feet are shod in sturdy black boots that whisper against the cobblestones. A long, flowing black coat envelops him, its fabric lightweight yet formidable, with deep pockets that hint at unspoken secrets within. Beneath the coat, a set of sleek black leather armor clings to his frame, sculpted to afford both protection and agility while complementing a fitted black turtleneck that clings to his form.
His lower half is adorned with cargo pants, bristling with various pockets that suggest preparedness for anything life might throw his way. Around his waist, a rugged leather belt cinches the outfit, and from one of the loops dangles a solitary scrap of blue fabric, a stark note of color amidst the engulfing darkness, perhaps a remnant of a past long left behind.
He doesn't stare at anyone, almost seeming to see right through them, his eyes focused solely ahead as his feet carry him to the tavern.
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
"Not sure if I want to, buddy."
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)
“I’ll report you.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Aww, is that what you call a threat?" they hold the money out to you. "You know what, I'm feeling generous today. Thank you for buying me a drink"
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)
He sighs.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*Getting prepared to bring him in*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They turn away and smirk. Something twitches under their hood
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)
“What’s that?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*cut for banan*
Their fist tightens around their drink. "It's none of your business" their voice is dark and intense
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)
“You just robbed me. I’d say anything you do is my business now.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"I'm not doing anything besides trying to enjoy my cider." the something twitches again
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)
Jack is diving down.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“And twitching your head.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"I'm not-" they put down their drink. Slowly, they pull their hood down, revealing a pair of fox ears nestled in their untidy red hair. "Happy now?"
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)
“I met a ram man god who tricked me into joining his cult. That’s not that weird.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
they scoff. "I forget where exactly I am sometimes. This place is a strange one."
*in the RWBY universe, animal people are commonly descriminated against after a recent war that was caused by centuries of oppression. To give a real-world comparison, it's like the rampant arab-phobia after the gulf war. It's gotten so bad in this world that faunus(the animal dudes) tend to hide their animal traits so they won't be treated differently. I find the whole concept very intriguing, which is why I decided to incorporate it in C's backstory*
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)
“Oh. Where are you from?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!