I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs 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, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
A massive ferretfolk, about the size of an ogre, is making his way toward the inn, the wide brim of his stovepipe top hat covering his eyes. He is dressed in all white with light grey embroidery on his apron and long coat depicting delicious baked goods. Even the oversized box he carries on his back is white, albeit with black liquid running down the slats, as well as being covered in large flies. A strange cake roll/dog hybrid creature walks before the ferret man as he smokes a massive pipe, big enough that he could probably use it as a cane. He blows out blue smoke, which seems to drive the flies into their hive before he sets it down where no one is likely to run into it when they aren't paying attention. He picks up a small box on top of the hive and walks across the street to get to the tavern.
A massive ferretfolk, about the size of an ogre, is making his way toward the inn, the wide brim of his stovepipe top hat covering his eyes. He is dressed in all white with light grey embroidery on his apron and long coat depicting delicious baked goods. Even the oversized box he carries on his back is white, albeit with black liquid running down the slats, as well as being covered in large flies. A strange cake roll/dog hybrid creature walks before the ferret man as he smokes a massive pipe, big enough that he could probably use it as a cane. He blows out blue smoke, which seems to drive the flies into their hive before he sets it down where no one is likely to run into it when they aren't paying attention. He picks up a small box on top of the hive and walks across the street to get to the tavern.
*Niceee*
Kyes stares at them tilting their head, "What's in the box?"
A massive ferretfolk, about the size of an ogre, is making his way toward the inn, the wide brim of his stovepipe top hat covering his eyes. He is dressed in all white with light grey embroidery on his apron and long coat depicting delicious baked goods. Even the oversized box he carries on his back is white, albeit with black liquid running down the slats, as well as being covered in large flies. A strange cake roll/dog hybrid creature walks before the ferret man as he smokes a massive pipe, big enough that he could probably use it as a cane. He blows out blue smoke, which seems to drive the flies into their hive before he sets it down where no one is likely to run into it when they aren't paying attention. He picks up a small box on top of the hive and walks across the street to get to the tavern.
*Niceee*
Kyes stares at them tilting their head, "What's in the box?"
As the ferret monster gets closer, the smells of honey and spices wash over Kyes. "It's a honey spice cake." He opens the small box (well, small in his hands) to reveal exactly that. It looks kind of similar to the dog, actually. Also, the big guy appears to be blindfolded for some reason. "Would you like a slice?"
A massive ferretfolk, about the size of an ogre, is making his way toward the inn, the wide brim of his stovepipe top hat covering his eyes. He is dressed in all white with light grey embroidery on his apron and long coat depicting delicious baked goods. Even the oversized box he carries on his back is white, albeit with black liquid running down the slats, as well as being covered in large flies. A strange cake roll/dog hybrid creature walks before the ferret man as he smokes a massive pipe, big enough that he could probably use it as a cane. He blows out blue smoke, which seems to drive the flies into their hive before he sets it down where no one is likely to run into it when they aren't paying attention. He picks up a small box on top of the hive and walks across the street to get to the tavern.
*Niceee*
Kyes stares at them tilting their head, "What's in the box?"
As the ferret monster gets closer, the smells of honey and spices wash over Kyes. "It's a honey spice cake." He opens the small box (well, small in his hands) to reveal exactly that. It looks kind of similar to the dog, actually. Also, the big guy appears to be blindfolded for some reason. "Would you like a slice?"
"Sure. But I meant the one with the flies. Black goop isn't something you usually come across."
A massive ferretfolk, about the size of an ogre, is making his way toward the inn, the wide brim of his stovepipe top hat covering his eyes. He is dressed in all white with light grey embroidery on his apron and long coat depicting delicious baked goods. Even the oversized box he carries on his back is white, albeit with black liquid running down the slats, as well as being covered in large flies. A strange cake roll/dog hybrid creature walks before the ferret man as he smokes a massive pipe, big enough that he could probably use it as a cane. He blows out blue smoke, which seems to drive the flies into their hive before he sets it down where no one is likely to run into it when they aren't paying attention. He picks up a small box on top of the hive and walks across the street to get to the tavern.
*Niceee*
Kyes stares at them tilting their head, "What's in the box?"
As the ferret monster gets closer, the smells of honey and spices wash over Kyes. "It's a honey spice cake." He opens the small box (well, small in his hands) to reveal exactly that. It looks kind of similar to the dog, actually. Also, the big guy appears to be blindfolded for some reason. "Would you like a slice?"
"Sure. But I meant the one with the flies. Black goop isn't something you usually come across."
He pulls out a wooden plate and a silver cake server. "Oh, it's just a fly hive. I forget they aren't common around here. Think of them like carnivorous bees. But worse. They make incredible honey, though." He offers Kyes a slice of cake.
He pulls out a wooden plate and a silver cake server. "Oh, it's just a fly hive. I forget they aren't common around here. Think of them like carnivorous bees. But worse. They make incredible honey, though." He offers Kyes a slice of cake.
Kyes stares at the cake, a grimace slowly spreading across their face as they contemplate what they were just told, "Make... Honey..." they slowly spear a small piece with their fork, "Honey cake..." and then cautiously take a bite, features clenched in anticipation, expecting the worst.
He pulls out a wooden plate and a silver cake server. "Oh, it's just a fly hive. I forget they aren't common around here. Think of them like carnivorous bees. But worse. They make incredible honey, though." He offers Kyes a slice of cake.
Kyes stares at the cake, a grimace slowly spreading across their face as they contemplate what they were just told, "Make... Honey..." they slowly spear a small piece with their fork, "Honey cake..." and then cautiously take a bite, features clenched in anticipation, expecting the worst.
It's even worse than they imagined: It's absolutely magnificent. As much croissant as spice cake, its flavors are rich and sweet, and come in flaky, moist layers with black honey and previously unknown seasonings sustaining them. Even the decoration is incredible, with the frosting perfectly balanced for flavor as well as beauty.
Cook's Utensils, in case you aren't convinced: 42
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
*Hallo B) *
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
hallo
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
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, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*hey hey hey*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*I made a ferret character*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*AYO! Show show show show*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*How are y'all?*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*How?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*good! Other than being swamped in hw. Hbu?*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*The intro :p *
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*I'm alright. About to try to get into my warframe account lol*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*nice lol*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*He'll be here in a couple minutes.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(i have made brownies :D)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
A massive ferretfolk, about the size of an ogre, is making his way toward the inn, the wide brim of his stovepipe top hat covering his eyes. He is dressed in all white with light grey embroidery on his apron and long coat depicting delicious baked goods. Even the oversized box he carries on his back is white, albeit with black liquid running down the slats, as well as being covered in large flies. A strange cake roll/dog hybrid creature walks before the ferret man as he smokes a massive pipe, big enough that he could probably use it as a cane. He blows out blue smoke, which seems to drive the flies into their hive before he sets it down where no one is likely to run into it when they aren't paying attention. He picks up a small box on top of the hive and walks across the street to get to the tavern.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Niceee*
Kyes stares at them tilting their head, "What's in the box?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
As the ferret monster gets closer, the smells of honey and spices wash over Kyes. "It's a honey spice cake." He opens the small box (well, small in his hands) to reveal exactly that. It looks kind of similar to the dog, actually. Also, the big guy appears to be blindfolded for some reason. "Would you like a slice?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Sure. But I meant the one with the flies. Black goop isn't something you usually come across."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
He pulls out a wooden plate and a silver cake server. "Oh, it's just a fly hive. I forget they aren't common around here. Think of them like carnivorous bees. But worse. They make incredible honey, though." He offers Kyes a slice of cake.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Kyes stares at the cake, a grimace slowly spreading across their face as they contemplate what they were just told, "Make... Honey..." they slowly spear a small piece with their fork, "Honey cake..." and then cautiously take a bite, features clenched in anticipation, expecting the worst.
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
It's even worse than they imagined: It's absolutely magnificent. As much croissant as spice cake, its flavors are rich and sweet, and come in flaky, moist layers with black honey and previously unknown seasonings sustaining them. Even the decoration is incredible, with the frosting perfectly balanced for flavor as well as beauty.
Cook's Utensils, in case you aren't convinced: 42
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels