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
Tycho is out in the forest, the thick scent of blood filling the air as he drags something into a hole
Georgie is humming, playing with his stuffed animals
-free pick-
*Sorry, I was eating the S C R E A M*
Smoke begins to fill the forest around him. "He doesn't like it when you kill his pets..." comes a whisper. "What is it?" comes another. "Is it a surprise?" "Is it tasty?" "Will it break?"
Tycho is out in the forest, the thick scent of blood filling the air as he drags something into a hole
Georgie is humming, playing with his stuffed animals
-free pick-
*Sorry, I was eating the S C R E A M*
Smoke begins to fill the forest around him. "He doesn't like it when you kill his pets..." comes a whisper. "What is it?" comes another. "Is it a surprise?" "Is it tasty?" "Will it break?"
he looks around curiously, kicking some dirt into the hole aswell
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
There is a three and a half foot teddy bear that smells like moonflowers walking around town on its own, occasionally stopping to admire something
Olive is in the woods, casually ignoring the wolf that has attached itself to her boot, holding onto it with its mouth and getting dragged behind her as she walks
Tycho is out in the forest, the thick scent of blood filling the air as he drags something into a hole
Georgie is humming, playing with his stuffed animals
-free pick-
*Sorry, I was eating the S C R E A M*
Smoke begins to fill the forest around him. "He doesn't like it when you kill his pets..." comes a whisper. "What is it?" comes another. "Is it a surprise?" "Is it tasty?" "Will it break?"
he looks around curiously, kicking some dirt into the hole aswell
"C'mon, show us!" "What's in the hole?" "It can't be that bad!" "We won't tell anyone!" All the voices then speak in unison: "We promise!" followed by an assortment of mischievous giggles.
"We could just unbury it ourselves..." says one. "No! We have to get permission first. Bossman says." "But he's not here, is he?" More giggles. "We can meddle with the boy all we want!"
Shadowy, smoky spirits lurk in the woods around him, their golden eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Tycho is out in the forest, the thick scent of blood filling the air as he drags something into a hole
Georgie is humming, playing with his stuffed animals
-free pick-
*Sorry, I was eating the S C R E A M*
Smoke begins to fill the forest around him. "He doesn't like it when you kill his pets..." comes a whisper. "What is it?" comes another. "Is it a surprise?" "Is it tasty?" "Will it break?"
he looks around curiously, kicking some dirt into the hole aswell
"C'mon, show us!" "What's in the hole?" "It can't be that bad!" "We won't tell anyone!" All the voices then speak in unison: "We promise!" followed by an assortment of mischievous giggles.
"We could just unbury it ourselves..." says one. "No! We have to get permission first. Bossman says." "But he's not here, is he?" More giggles. "We can meddle with the boy all we want!"
Shadowy, smoky spirits lurk in the woods around him, their golden eyes gleaming with curiosity.
the tiefling lets out a small hiss, "Mind your own business."
"C'mon, show us!" "What's in the hole?" "It can't be that bad!" "We won't tell anyone!" All the voices then speak in unison: "We promise!" followed by an assortment of mischievous giggles.
"We could just unbury it ourselves..." says one. "No! We have to get permission first. Bossman says." "But he's not here, is he?" More giggles. "We can meddle with the boy all we want!"
Shadowy, smoky spirits lurk in the woods around him, their golden eyes gleaming with curiosity.
the tiefling lets out a small hiss, "Mind your own business."
"But we don't have any!" "C'mon, just a peek!" "No one will ever know!" "It can't be that bad!" "C'mooooon, the boss is coming! We don't have time to mess with this guy!" "Shut up! You want to see too!"
"C'mon, show us!" "What's in the hole?" "It can't be that bad!" "We won't tell anyone!" All the voices then speak in unison: "We promise!" followed by an assortment of mischievous giggles.
"We could just unbury it ourselves..." says one. "No! We have to get permission first. Bossman says." "But he's not here, is he?" More giggles. "We can meddle with the boy all we want!"
Shadowy, smoky spirits lurk in the woods around him, their golden eyes gleaming with curiosity.
the tiefling lets out a small hiss, "Mind your own business."
"But we don't have any!" "C'mon, just a peek!" "No one will ever know!" "It can't be that bad!" "C'mooooon, the boss is coming! We don't have time to mess with this guy!" "Shut up! You want to see too!"
'It's just trash." he growls, "Nothing fun." he makes a shooing motion towards the voices
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*Character for you lovely beans :>*
Tycho is out in the forest, the thick scent of blood filling the air as he drags something into a hole
Georgie is humming, playing with his stuffed animals
-free pick-
(back :D)
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
(WB! :D)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*jeez, super quiet now*
*yeah.... -slides characters over slowly-*
Theren is sitting in his garden staring idly into the small stream running through it.
Phoenix is in the gym throwing punches against a punching bag.
The Beastknight is on his knees holding a dying deer's head in his lap. He glows softly, murmuring to the poor animal.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sorry, I was eating the S C R E A M*
Smoke begins to fill the forest around him. "He doesn't like it when you kill his pets..." comes a whisper. "What is it?" comes another. "Is it a surprise?" "Is it tasty?" "Will it break?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
he looks around curiously, kicking some dirt into the hole aswell
(you want to rp?)
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
There is a three and a half foot teddy bear that smells like moonflowers walking around town on its own, occasionally stopping to admire something
Olive is in the woods, casually ignoring the wolf that has attached itself to her boot, holding onto it with its mouth and getting dragged behind her as she walks
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*I posted my characters a little above :>*
Tycho is out in the forest, the thick scent of blood filling the air as he drags something into a hole
Georgie is humming, playing with his stuffed animals
-free pick-
"C'mon, show us!" "What's in the hole?" "It can't be that bad!" "We won't tell anyone!" All the voices then speak in unison: "We promise!" followed by an assortment of mischievous giggles.
"We could just unbury it ourselves..." says one. "No! We have to get permission first. Bossman says." "But he's not here, is he?" More giggles. "We can meddle with the boy all we want!"
Shadowy, smoky spirits lurk in the woods around him, their golden eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
the tiefling lets out a small hiss, "Mind your own business."
The Beastknight walks over and sits down next to him, watching curiously.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He's mumbling to himself about something, voicing each doll. One has a tear that he's partially through fixing
The Beastknight pokes the tear with huge finger as the stitching fixes itself.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"But we don't have any!" "C'mon, just a peek!" "No one will ever know!" "It can't be that bad!" "C'mooooon, the boss is coming! We don't have time to mess with this guy!" "Shut up! You want to see too!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
the boy flinches, startled as he hadn't noticed the knight yet, "O-oh! thank you"
He nods, pulling his gauntleted hand back. "You...you talk to stuffies?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'It's just trash." he growls, "Nothing fun." he makes a shooing motion towards the voices