Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*Garfield would be amazing if he weren't so commercialized.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A white and black rabbit-like humanoid in blue robes sits in the tavern, with a hand painted sign that reads "Wishes granted!"
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)
*This drawing makes it seem like Garfield finally feels regret for his 50 years of wanton gluttony and abuse*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The california poppy has no opium, unlike its relative the opium poppy, and even then you have to get it at the right ripenes for anything to happen. California poppy has mild stdative properties, so you can buy it in teas or tablets as a sleep supplement over the counter or at an herbal remedy place. Herbalists commonly diagnose it for anxiety
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)
*bump*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*No, he just feels peaceful after 48 years of wanton gluttony and abuse.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Nearby, A white and black rabbit-like humanoid in blue robes sits in the tavern, with a hand painted sign that reads "Wishes granted!"
*i got your hoo reference theren*
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)
*Yippie!!*
Phoenix watches them from the kitchen
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Longtooth is on the hunt of a new scent
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
The rabbit's left ear turns in his direction, and his nose twitches. "Are those cookies I smell?"
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)
*nvm, gtg. Getting called in early cause my manager is an idiot.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Loriche is helping Leo.
Thirteen watches the fervent planting curiously.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*sorry mate*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*here*
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)
(would interact but I gtg as well)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Felix is meditating at one of his food shrines.
The angel is taking care of various woodland animals that were injured in the wildfire.
Oswald has several cannons aimed at the charred treeline.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Isaac inspects the cannons
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
They are arcanomagnetically empowered, meaning they are closer to magic coilguns than actual cannons. Oswald watches Isaac from quite a distance, but his gaze is as oppressive as it would be if he were leaning over Isaac's shoulder.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He looks around to see what the cannons are aimed at
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
They don't seem to be aimed at anything, just ready to fire at something in the forest should it emerge.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels