Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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"I admire hospitality. "
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)
“Ah I see, ya just lost ya job. You’re trying to take that pain away by enjoyin some of da simple pleasures. I wouldn’t knock ya for it, cause I’d do the same.” He says, passing him a cigarette and lighting his own “Here ya go friend.”
"I see. I am glad that the forest wasn't completely destroyed. Such things have happened. But such fires are usually natural, and the forest grows back stronger. I'm not sure this place will ever fully recover from the frenzied flame it endured."
"Ah. I dabbled in that once. Turns out its distinctive flavor is 'too much for modern diners.'"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That's great to hear, honestly. You're a fey, right?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I keep trying but I keep feeling tired." She says, sighing, running her thumb over the spear blade. Black blood wells up from the cut slowly like pearls.
"Unfortunately." He sighs, disappointed in humanity.
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
"That, I'm afraid, I do still object to. Unlike alcohol, cigarettes cannot be enjoyed in low enough doses not to cause permanent harm to the heart, lungs, arteries, bowels, stomach, tongue, teeth, kidneys, pancreas, brain, reproductive organs, and nerves. You may enjoy it for me, though, if it is a risk you have decided you are comfortable with. I may have divine health, but I still feel a duty to uphold the image of a mostly responsible individual, and smoking would reduce my ability to do so."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'ma bring back ember for this one*
A plague doctor slowly approaches it and crouches a fair distance away and tilts their head. She smells strongly of posies, and faintly of decay. She takes off her backpack and pulls out a jar and opens it. It has desiesed but clearly fresh human flesh in it. "hungry Little one?" Her voice could easily be compared to a grandmother offering a child candy "you may have to take some medicine after but it's fresh."
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
"That is not a healthy shade, but judging by the especially mild scars I see, it seems you've already had that looked at. I am sorry." It looks away. "I'm looking at you like a project instead of as a person. Forgive me, miss. I've never met a fey before."
"Admittedly it was a little strong in the black pudding. But I just wanted to make it shine, you know?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He shakes his head “You aren’t the only one with divine health my friend. My lungs are unique reinforced against this sort of thing, which makes my abilities actively stronga. But you don’t want it, so I’ll take it for you.” He puts a finger to the edge of the cigarette, it lighting, although no fire visible. He then begins to smoke both.
It waddles over, making mocking human screeches of happiness. It digs into the jar like how a dog would with peanut butter.
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
*Anybody else wanna rp?*
"Mn, sometimes I see myself as a project rather than a person. You aren't the only one." She says, her tone apathetic.
"Of course, I bet a good piece it will better next time." He states, nodding.
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
"Thank you, Mr. D'arby. Most would chastise me for objecting to such things. You seem to be a good person." It says, watching the miner smoke two cigarettes. "Who is your friend here?" he nods his head toward the Japanese man.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I am sorry." It repeats. It goes quiet for a moment. "My name is Azabrose. What is yours?"
"Yeah. If I could get a practitioner like you to help, I think it'll come out... well, nothing's perfect, but very well for what I intend to make."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I apologize for him,” He notices that the Japanese man was giving his a violent look the entire time, every suspicious of him “He’s been handling a lot lately, and hasn’t known how to deal with it. He’s just a confused and afraid kid.”
The angel frowns gently. He then speaks in Japanese. "I am sorry if I upset you somehow, sir."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yurishide.. but you can call me Yuri." She said, setting the spear down.
"Of course. Food is an art, not just something you make." He says, chuckles.
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
"Yes, a wish-granter"
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)
The Japanese man raises a single brow and replies “I don’t trust you, I don’t want your apology. You are unknown to me, it means nothing.”
The plague doctor speaks softly "good little wendigo." She carefully examines it, checking for treatable injuries "I've never seen any wendigo this small... Or outside a book for that matter but that's not nearly as important." She mumbles that last part "I have more but we should get you out of town first. It isn't safe for you here."
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!