*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
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*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
*[From the closet] WHAT?*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
*[From the closet] WHAT?*
*SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG IS A [GP] [GP] MOTHER[GP]! HE [GP]ED ON MY [GP]ING WIFE!*
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Simon is outside, more so standing in the room of a young man. He is sitting in the corner, in a woven wicker chair, smoking as he watches the final moments of the man's life flicker out before him. He is drenched in blood, his boots, his shirt, even his gloves hands. He looks on edge, his foot nervously tapping as smoke curls around him.
Sam is outside, hauling fish out from the water using his old trawling net. He sings to himself, a song from legends ago his father's had sung to him. A song of a man hunting a ghost ship filled with gold only to be sink under waves by it.
A breathey exhale comes in to the room, the smoke turning black and shadowy. The smoke whirls around in the center of the room and takes the shape of a man, tall and lanky. He's got short shaggy hair, a grey baggy shirt, and a tired look under his glasses.
He looks at the dying man, frowning.
Simon narrows his eyes behind his balaclava clad face, his icy blue eyes darkening. "Who are you." He says, an order rather than a question.
"Oh, I'm River." he says, as if that answers their question. "Why'd you kill him?"
He shrugs "Art." He rolls up the cloth of his balaclava and stubs out his cigarette on his neck. He closes his eyes and stands up, sighing.
"That's not a good reason." he sighs and starts to get rid of the body
Simon suddenly lands a blade straight through the person's leg, pinning them to the floor with a sickening thud of metal sliding through flesh. "I didn't say you could take it."
"Fine, he can stay until he decomposes."
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Any significance in your choice of subject?" The monster sits on Simon's lap and lays against his chest.
"And I'll do it again. Also, thank you for calling me a lad." He opens up a portion of his pack, pulling out a hot tempura porkchop on a plate, which must be held with a thick cloth. He offers it to Sam, along with a fork and knife.
Simon freezes up as his pupils dilate to pinpoints. He is quiet for a moment, his voice caught in his throat, but he clears it with a cough and tilts his head "He is one of the followers of the old faith.. said (gp) about you." He grumbled under his breath "Thought I should take care of it."
He sighs and rolls his eyes "Yer welcome." He folds his arms and sits down beside him "And no thanks mate, I ain't hungry. Rarely am." He shrugs.
"They either love me or hate me, either way they get the axe eventually." Black tendrils emerge from the entity's face hole, coiling around Simon's shoulders. "I didn't ask you to do this."
He nods, then begins eating the thing himself. "So, what's up? Settling in nicely?"
"I didn't ask you to ask me. I wanted to." He said, his tone clipped. He stares at the tendrils and blinks slowly.
"The sky?" He chuckles, laughing at his own joke "Nah, nothing much. Thinking about saving up for a new rig. Better than the one I got now but she holds a spot in my heart." He puts a hand over his left pec and pretends to swoon.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
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"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
He sighs, rubbing his face. "Gods, why must killers be so particular?... Fine."
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"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
He sighs, rubbing his face. "Gods, why must killers be so particular?... Fine."
"Good boy." He laughs coldly and walks downstairs, carrying a bottle of kersone with him. He spills it through out the place before stepping back and pulling out his lighter. It catches the entire house bursts into flames.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
He sighs, rubbing his face. "Gods, why must killers be so particular?... Fine."
"Good boy." He laughs coldly and walks downstairs, carrying a bottle of kersone with him. He spills it through out the place before stepping back and pulling out his lighter. It catches the entire house bursts into flames.
"Pardon?" he asks, leering at them
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"They either love me or hate me, either way they get the axe eventually." Black tendrils emerge from the entity's face hole, coiling around Simon's shoulders. "I didn't ask you to do this."
He nods, then begins eating the thing himself. "So, what's up? Settling in nicely?"
"I didn't ask you to ask me. I wanted to." He said, his tone clipped. He stares at the tendrils and blinks slowly.
"The sky?" He chuckles, laughing at his own joke "Nah, nothing much. Thinking about saving up for a new rig. Better than the one I got now but she holds a spot in my heart." He puts a hand over his left pec and pretends to swoon.
The tendrils wrap around each other, forming a humanoid, if too-long, muscular system.The mass of the blood creature spills out to continue forming the fulminating body of the Starving Dark. "Have you considered that maybe it's not your place?"
"That sounds all good. I was worried one of the demon lords would have messed with you by now or something." He flops onto his side, laying his head on Sam's lap.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
He sighs, rubbing his face. "Gods, why must killers be so particular?... Fine."
"Good boy." He laughs coldly and walks downstairs, carrying a bottle of kersone with him. He spills it through out the place before stepping back and pulling out his lighter. It catches the entire house bursts into flames.
"Pardon?" he asks, leering at them
Simon bursts out laughing, his pupils turning to pupils "I should kill you.. put you back in hell where you belong. Hell, I would be so happy to do that and watch your blood drain from your body..." He tilts his head back and exhales "But I won't."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"They either love me or hate me, either way they get the axe eventually." Black tendrils emerge from the entity's face hole, coiling around Simon's shoulders. "I didn't ask you to do this."
He nods, then begins eating the thing himself. "So, what's up? Settling in nicely?"
"I didn't ask you to ask me. I wanted to." He said, his tone clipped. He stares at the tendrils and blinks slowly.
"The sky?" He chuckles, laughing at his own joke "Nah, nothing much. Thinking about saving up for a new rig. Better than the one I got now but she holds a spot in my heart." He puts a hand over his left pec and pretends to swoon.
The tendrils wrap around each other, forming a humanoid, if too-long, muscular system.The mass of the blood creature spills out to continue forming the fulminating body of the Starving Dark. "Have you considered that maybe it's not your place?"
"That sounds all good. I was worried one of the demon lords would have messed with you by now or something." He flops onto his side, laying his head on Sam's lap.
"I don't care. Some people deserve to die." He said, truly believing it from the tone of this voice "Most deserve it if I am being honest."
"Demon Lord's?" He raises a brow "What do you mean?" He asked.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Simon bursts out laughing, his pupils turning to pupils "I should kill you.. put you back in hell where you belong. Hell, I would be so happy to do that and watch your blood drain from your body..." He tilts his head back and exhales "But I won't."
He laughs with Simon. "I don't have blood, dear murderer. I can't even be stabbed."
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Simon bursts out laughing, his pupils turning to pupils "I should kill you.. put you back in hell where you belong. Hell, I would be so happy to do that and watch your blood drain from your body..." He tilts his head back and exhales "But I won't."
He laughs with Simon. "I don't have blood, dear murderer. I can't even be stabbed."
"Everything can die. magical or not." he shrugs.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The tendrils wrap around each other, forming a humanoid, if too-long, muscular system.The mass of the blood creature spills out to continue forming the fulminating body of the Starving Dark. "Have you considered that maybe it's not your place?"
"That sounds all good. I was worried one of the demon lords would have messed with you by now or something." He flops onto his side, laying his head on Sam's lap.
"I don't care. Some people deserve to die." He said, truly believing it from the tone of this voice "Most deserve it if I am being honest."
"Demon Lord's?" He raises a brow "What do you mean?" He asked.
The demon wraps its long, long arms around his neck, putting its lipless mouth next to his cheek. "I never said anything about it being wrong."
"I dunno, there are a lot of powerful monsters around here, and they tend to mess with people. I tend to clean up after them."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Simon bursts out laughing, his pupils turning to pupils "I should kill you.. put you back in hell where you belong. Hell, I would be so happy to do that and watch your blood drain from your body..." He tilts his head back and exhales "But I won't."
He laughs with Simon. "I don't have blood, dear murderer. I can't even be stabbed."
"Everything can die. magical or not." he shrugs.
"Takes a lot to hurt me."
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*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*[From the closet] WHAT?*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG IS A [GP] [GP] MOTHER[GP]! HE [GP]ED ON MY [GP]ING WIFE!*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If we must, dear friend*
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YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I didn't ask you to ask me. I wanted to." He said, his tone clipped. He stares at the tendrils and blinks slowly.
"The sky?" He chuckles, laughing at his own joke "Nah, nothing much. Thinking about saving up for a new rig. Better than the one I got now but she holds a spot in my heart." He puts a hand over his left pec and pretends to swoon.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sighs, rubbing his face. "Gods, why must killers be so particular?... Fine."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Good boy." He laughs coldly and walks downstairs, carrying a bottle of kersone with him. He spills it through out the place before stepping back and pulling out his lighter. It catches the entire house bursts into flames.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Pardon?" he asks, leering at them
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
The tendrils wrap around each other, forming a humanoid, if too-long, muscular system.The mass of the blood creature spills out to continue forming the fulminating body of the Starving Dark. "Have you considered that maybe it's not your place?"
"That sounds all good. I was worried one of the demon lords would have messed with you by now or something." He flops onto his side, laying his head on Sam's lap.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
Simon bursts out laughing, his pupils turning to pupils "I should kill you.. put you back in hell where you belong. Hell, I would be so happy to do that and watch your blood drain from your body..." He tilts his head back and exhales "But I won't."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I don't care. Some people deserve to die." He said, truly believing it from the tone of this voice "Most deserve it if I am being honest."
"Demon Lord's?" He raises a brow "What do you mean?" He asked.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He laughs with Simon. "I don't have blood, dear murderer. I can't even be stabbed."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Everything can die. magical or not." he shrugs.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The demon wraps its long, long arms around his neck, putting its lipless mouth next to his cheek. "I never said anything about it being wrong."
"I dunno, there are a lot of powerful monsters around here, and they tend to mess with people. I tend to clean up after them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Takes a lot to hurt me."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25