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)
My harengon intro is walking around town without the kid that was with them, avoiding spots with their wanted posters in them
Kylar is having breakfast at a restaurant, enjoying her pancakes
-free pick-
There is a shout of frustration and a pillar of fire shoots into the sky.
She jumps, knocking a couple of her pa cakes off her plate. The girl sighs. Heading to go heck out the pillar, she leaves a tip for the cleaners
A huge metal dragon is standing infront of a young man who is trying to calm it down
"UH, hey. You need some help there?" She calls, jogging up to them
Leo turns. "I wouldn't advise-" he is cut off as flames from the dragon engulf them.
"Holy- you metallic jack-" she makes a movement with her hands, causing her snake creature to erupt out of the ground to attempt to restrain the dragon
My harengon intro is walking around town without the kid that was with them, avoiding spots with their wanted posters in them
Kylar is having breakfast at a restaurant, enjoying her pancakes
-free pick-
There is a shout of frustration and a pillar of fire shoots into the sky.
She jumps, knocking a couple of her pa cakes off her plate. The girl sighs. Heading to go heck out the pillar, she leaves a tip for the cleaners
A huge metal dragon is standing infront of a young man who is trying to calm it down
"UH, hey. You need some help there?" She calls, jogging up to them
Leo turns. "I wouldn't advise-" he is cut off as flames from the dragon engulf them.
"Holy- you metallic jack-" she makes a movement with her hands, causing her snake creature to erupt out of the ground to attempt to restrain the dragon
The dragon creaks and flies into the air, the boy, on the other hand is completely unharmed. He stands there blinking, only in his shorts.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
My harengon intro is walking around town without the kid that was with them, avoiding spots with their wanted posters in them
Kylar is having breakfast at a restaurant, enjoying her pancakes
-free pick-
There is a shout of frustration and a pillar of fire shoots into the sky.
She jumps, knocking a couple of her pa cakes off her plate. The girl sighs. Heading to go heck out the pillar, she leaves a tip for the cleaners
A huge metal dragon is standing infront of a young man who is trying to calm it down
"UH, hey. You need some help there?" She calls, jogging up to them
Leo turns. "I wouldn't advise-" he is cut off as flames from the dragon engulf them.
"Holy- you metallic jack-" she makes a movement with her hands, causing her snake creature to erupt out of the ground to attempt to restrain the dragon
The dragon creaks and flies into the air, the boy, on the other hand is completely unharmed. He stands there blinking, only in his shorts.
"Wow, you survived that?" She asks, running up, "Um- need a jacket or something?" She offers
Raphael is chilling amongst their doggos
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It is...they dont make sense..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well maybe I might be able to help?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"How?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Tell me them and then I pray for wisdom?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You a cleric or somethin?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She jumps, knocking a couple of her pa cakes off her plate. The girl sighs. Heading to go heck out the pillar, she leaves a tip for the cleaners
A huge metal dragon is standing infront of a young man who is trying to calm it down
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*BRB*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"UH, hey. You need some help there?" She calls, jogging up to them
*nevermind, will have to go*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*big sad*
*Stay safe!!!*
Hi im still here i canrp
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)
*aight, here's who I got* *also might retire some characters that I feel aren't interesting anyone*
The wanted harengon is buying supplies in the market
Asher is buying lunch with the days winnings
-free pick-
Leo turns. "I wouldn't advise-" he is cut off as flames from the dragon engulf them.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Holy- you metallic jack-" she makes a movement with her hands, causing her snake creature to erupt out of the ground to attempt to restrain the dragon
The dragon creaks and flies into the air, the boy, on the other hand is completely unharmed. He stands there blinking, only in his shorts.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Wow, you survived that?" She asks, running up, "Um- need a jacket or something?" She offers
He nods. "Im fire proof. And yes please." he says with a sigh, looking up at Festus.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She takes off her coat, offering it to the apparently fire proof boy, "Does it usually do that?"