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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
A clothing store has opened in town, the large pink and white sign overhead written in pretty cursive "Fine Cuts". The outfits in the window look specifically tailored for those who have fur, wings, claws, and tails. They are beautiful though, thoughtfully made and hand crafted.
Inside, a strugel woman sits behind a counter. She sips tea from fine china, also pink and white, the smell of roses filling the air. Her fur nearly pure white, paired with large black eyes and a cute pink nose and toe beans. The woman wears a long pink dress that is stitched with flowers of all different kinds.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
A clothing store has opened in town, the large pink and white sign overhead written in pretty cursive "Fine Cuts". The outfits in the window look specifically tailored for those who have fur, wings, claws, and tails. They are beautiful though, thoughtfully made and hand crafted.
Inside, a strugel woman sits behind a counter. She sips tea from fine china, also pink and white, the smell of roses filling the air. Her fur nearly pure white, paired with large black eyes and a cute pink nose and toe beans. The woman wears a long pink dress that is stitched with flowers of all different kinds.
A gangly, slouched figure steps inside, looking around as the smell of gingerbread mixes with the smell of roses. They wear a Venetian carnival mask, a cloak made of strips of colorful but faded fabric, and an equally colorful witch hat. Their eyes are like watery, gleaming rubies, and they have a faint glow to them. They give a nodding bow to the strugel woman.
A clothing store has opened in town, the large pink and white sign overhead written in pretty cursive "Fine Cuts". The outfits in the window look specifically tailored for those who have fur, wings, claws, and tails. They are beautiful though, thoughtfully made and hand crafted.
Inside, a strugel woman sits behind a counter. She sips tea from fine china, also pink and white, the smell of roses filling the air. Her fur nearly pure white, paired with large black eyes and a cute pink nose and toe beans. The woman wears a long pink dress that is stitched with flowers of all different kinds.
A white webby blob that’s formless and almost liquid crawls up top the counter.
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.
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.
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'Uhh, ok. And you're not gonna mess with me like that? If not, sure, we can be buddies'
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“Ok.” If your character is an unwilling host then roll higher than 3 with no modifier.
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.
'So, ya been in this town long?'
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“No.” *what about the roll? Or is your character a willing host.*
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.
Desto jumps up onto the rafters behind Timber.
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!
Extended Signature!
*sry, gtg*
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*wamp*
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.
*anyone want to Rp?*
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.
*anyone here?*
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.
*Sure!*
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!
Extended Signature!
*Sorry, I got logged out…*
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!
Extended Signature!
*Anyone wanna rp?*
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!
Extended Signature!
Flint is chilling outside the tavern, having just crawled up from a nearby manhole
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*(commits explosion)*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*want to Rp?*
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.
A clothing store has opened in town, the large pink and white sign overhead written in pretty cursive "Fine Cuts". The outfits in the window look specifically tailored for those who have fur, wings, claws, and tails. They are beautiful though, thoughtfully made and hand crafted.
Inside, a strugel woman sits behind a counter. She sips tea from fine china, also pink and white, the smell of roses filling the air. Her fur nearly pure white, paired with large black eyes and a cute pink nose and toe beans. The woman wears a long pink dress that is stitched with flowers of all different kinds.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Yep! Just introed a new character.*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A gangly, slouched figure steps inside, looking around as the smell of gingerbread mixes with the smell of roses. They wear a Venetian carnival mask, a cloak made of strips of colorful but faded fabric, and an equally colorful witch hat. Their eyes are like watery, gleaming rubies, and they have a faint glow to them. They give a nodding bow to the strugel woman.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
A white webby blob that’s formless and almost liquid crawls up top the counter.
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.
*baalze want to rp with a dragon or nanotechnology infused human?*
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.