The little man is immediately interested in the bugs. He opens a little journal and starts to look through it. He holds out a specific page with a somewhat uncommon caterpillar on it. His breathing is unsteady, and his eyes are wide. Too excited to speak, it seems.
The man seems curious, taking it from them, looking it over. They pry off a piece of their armor, pulling a small caterpillar from his hoard.
The fuzzball squeals with joy and moves to look at the insect from multiple angles. He's doing that happy stomp-dance that Felix did sometimes. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm himself. The then holds out his little paw. "Bubba Slumberblood. I-I come from the Strugel House of Death."
The little man is immediately interested in the bugs. He opens a little journal and starts to look through it. He holds out a specific page with a somewhat uncommon caterpillar on it. His breathing is unsteady, and his eyes are wide. Too excited to speak, it seems.
The man seems curious, taking it from them, looking it over. They pry off a piece of their armor, pulling a small caterpillar from his hoard.
The fuzzball squeals with joy and moves to look at the insect from multiple angles. He's doing that happy stomp-dance that Felix did sometimes. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm himself. The then holds out his little paw. "Bubba Slumberblood. I-I come from the Strugel House of Death."
The man places the caterpillar in with the rest of the bugs that make up his body, the mass squirming to incorporate it back into the fold. He then uses his free hand to shake the small paw, nodding his head. A raspy voice comes out from the metal armor, low and like sandpaper if sandpaper had a voice.
"I am Ichigo.." he says, shaking the paw, seemingly very careful even with a handshake .
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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."
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.
*I don't need stats, actually. I can just RP for now.*
They see a one-eyed strugel in a leather jacket and cowboy hat. He's roasting some nuts in a cast-iron skillet, but the clearly magical flames he's using are blue and partially invisible. He does have a little circle of bricks for fire safety, though.
*I don't need stats, actually. I can just RP for now.*
They see a one-eyed strugel in a leather jacket and cowboy hat. He's roasting some nuts in a cast-iron skillet, but the clearly magical flames he's using are blue and partially invisible. He does have a little circle of bricks for fire safety, though.
*Awesome. Also, Raphael has true sight, so the invisibility is useless*
Raphael dusts themselves off and approaches the 'cowboy'. "Who might you be, sir?"
*I don't need stats, actually. I can just RP for now.*
They see a one-eyed strugel in a leather jacket and cowboy hat. He's roasting some nuts in a cast-iron skillet, but the clearly magical flames he's using are blue and partially invisible. He does have a little circle of bricks for fire safety, though.
*Awesome. Also, Raphael has true sight, so the invisibility is useless*
Raphael dusts themselves off and approaches the 'cowboy'. "Who might you be, sir?"
*Strugel?*
*The fire is alcohol flames as opposed to carbon flames, thus the color and partial invisibility.*
"Atticus Gorta." He replies, not looking up. At this range, Raphael detects an overwhelming presence of evil behind his 'missing' left eye. Like a maelstrom of curses and demons and every sort of malevolence imaginable. "I'm a Wizard. And you're... not something I recognize."
The fuzzball squeals with joy and moves to look at the insect from multiple angles. He's doing that happy stomp-dance that Felix did sometimes. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm himself. The then holds out his little paw. "Bubba Slumberblood. I-I come from the Strugel House of Death."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The man places the caterpillar in with the rest of the bugs that make up his body, the mass squirming to incorporate it back into the fold. He then uses his free hand to shake the small paw, nodding his head. A raspy voice comes out from the metal armor, low and like sandpaper if sandpaper had a voice.
"I am Ichigo.." he says, shaking the paw, seemingly very careful even with a handshake .
"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]
*hello!*
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.
*Howdy. How is it going?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*YOU*
*Nice to see you again. It's been a while.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Flint is curled up in a drain, fast asleep
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*Treading on hallowed ground. Phew. Anybody still planning to be here, at all?*
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
*I exist. How do you have?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I would gladly RP here if anyone shows interest*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*I’d be willing.*
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!
Extended Signature!
*Awesome. I'm ready to roll*
Raphael is foraging
Yacatl is stretching
Meroving is messing with time
[Other characters I have are existing]
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael is foraging
Yacatl is stretching
Meroving is messing with time
[Other characters I have are existing]
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Awesome! I'll get a character ready!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Lysander is sitting in the corner, eating a breakfast
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I don't need stats, actually. I can just RP for now.*
They see a one-eyed strugel in a leather jacket and cowboy hat. He's roasting some nuts in a cast-iron skillet, but the clearly magical flames he's using are blue and partially invisible. He does have a little circle of bricks for fire safety, though.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*Awesome. Also, Raphael has true sight, so the invisibility is useless*
Raphael dusts themselves off and approaches the 'cowboy'. "Who might you be, sir?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Who to intro… prolly one of my Tarran characters, Jonah, or Elisha.*
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!
Extended Signature!
*The fire is alcohol flames as opposed to carbon flames, thus the color and partial invisibility.*
"Atticus Gorta." He replies, not looking up. At this range, Raphael detects an overwhelming presence of evil behind his 'missing' left eye. Like a maelstrom of curses and demons and every sort of malevolence imaginable. "I'm a Wizard. And you're... not something I recognize."
*I'll explain on Discord*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*I'd say whoever you're most interested in at this second. You can intro any others whenever you want, after all.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
A young boy wanders the area, his black hair messy, his metal staff clanking against the floor.
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!
Extended Signature!