Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
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)
Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
They are seated at a dark wood table that is somewhat lit by candles. They bring over a menu and pour him a glass of water with a singular spherical ice cube in it.
Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
They are seated at a dark wood table that is somewhat lit by candles. They bring over a menu and pour him a glass of water with a singular spherical ice cube in it.
"Lovely, simply lovely." He says sarcastically.
*is there anything plankton-, larva-, or fish-based?*
Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
They are seated at a dark wood table that is somewhat lit by candles. They bring over a menu and pour him a glass of water with a singular spherical ice cube in it.
"Lovely, simply lovely." He says sarcastically.
*is there anything plankton-, larva-, or fish-based?*
Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
They are seated at a dark wood table that is somewhat lit by candles. They bring over a menu and pour him a glass of water with a singular spherical ice cube in it.
"Lovely, simply lovely." He says sarcastically.
*is there anything plankton-, larva-, or fish-based?*
Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
They are seated at a dark wood table that is somewhat lit by candles. They bring over a menu and pour him a glass of water with a singular spherical ice cube in it.
"Lovely, simply lovely." He says sarcastically.
*is there anything plankton-, larva-, or fish-based?*
Jefferson grumbled to himself as he chiffonades parsley and rosemary for a vegetable soup. His staff mull about, hurrying their work along less their head chef be enraged. The dining room is packed with all types of people from different realms.
Russ is humming to himself as he walks around town, watching people quietly.
A familiar figure in a red overcoat walks into the restaurant.
Mauric is leaning against a building, seemingly at peace.
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
They are seated at a dark wood table that is somewhat lit by candles. They bring over a menu and pour him a glass of water with a singular spherical ice cube in it.
"Lovely, simply lovely." He says sarcastically.
*is there anything plankton-, larva-, or fish-based?*
(aren't we all)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*I'm more so. It's senior ditch dday, and I am currently at school cause I didn't know*
(oh lol)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*oof. was it a good day at school though?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*beyond that, here's my characters for rn:*
Aspen is having hot cocoa in the tavern
Rory is in the roof of the shrine, sulking
Efflorence is wandering about the town, humming to himself
A waiter, a flesh golem dressed in a spiffy suit, greets him, bowing.
Russ nods at them.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*how you diong wendo?*
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)
*Good so far.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Larry look up from under their hat, their face hole as empty as ever. They nod.
Mauric smiles back. “How ya doing?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*still going on, hopefully I can escape in a bit when my dad picks me up -^-*
They are seated at a dark wood table that is somewhat lit by candles. They bring over a menu and pour him a glass of water with a singular spherical ice cube in it.
"Lovely, simply lovely." He says sarcastically.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*is there anything plankton-, larva-, or fish-based?*
“What’s wrong?” Mauric asks, seeming earnestly concerned.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(Is anyone open?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Yes, all three*
"Rich people." he grumbles
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I would like the plankton,” Larry sign.
“Man, I don’t understand why wealth makes so many people cruel. It’s like they get addicted to money.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*repost incase anyone wants to rp*
They nod and disappear into the kitchen.
"It happens to everyone. Money is power to some."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Larry wait patiently, slowly pouring congealed blood and brine onto the table and chair.
“Yeah. It’s just dumb that people can amass monopolies in so many industries.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Gravedigger teleports next to him
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Baker of biscuits!" They yelp, falling over, startled