*Hmmm... since you are the expert here, I have a question. On a scale of 1-10, how much do you personally sympathize with him?*
*Well that depends, on a scale of how much me he is, I’d say a 9, he’s not really a character you sympathize for because yeah he suffers, but he loves how terrible his life is, because he’s nuts.*
*I see. Well, I'd love to meet your interpretation of this influential character. Could you suggest a good wine pairing?*
Felix is making something called Underbite Ramen, named so because its primary ingredient is the Sherkenodon, also known as the Underbite Dragon.
Stroth is beating the living crud out of a demon who decided to pick a fight with her. She has her teeth sunk it's neck, flinging it around like a dog would to prey. *I'm so normal about this character.*
Ichigo is sharpening his sword, grumbling to himself about how cold it is outside.
Some kid watching them absolutely destroy this guy, Gon silently watches, his legs crossed and smile on his face as he just watches, seemingly not concerned about the guy’s health or her’s.
The Bounty Hunter walks past them, dragging a body bag with something moving inside.
She looks over and drops it, raising a brow "You want to hit him to?"
Ichigo looks up, his eyes flaring "You.. killed.. innocent?.."
He shakes his head “I don’t know who that guy is.” He is eating a fish fillet as he watches the beat down.
The Bounty Hunter turns his head, then points to the bag “Criminal.”
Stroth flings the guy around someore before body slamming him comically. She picks up and corpses, grinning madly.
Ichigo sniffs the air "...why?"
The kid didn’t react to the murder much, very unusual behavior for a child “That was a good body slam, you’re strong.”
He holds up the bag “Murderer.”
"I try to be." She chirps, grinning again "Imma use this arse in an experiment."
".. acceptable.." it grumbles
“Do you want to play Rock Paper Scissors?” He says, a heaviness suddenly filling the air, the kid seemingly the origin.
“I don’t care if it’s acceptable to you.” He walks over to the tavern to collect his bounty.
Stroth doesn't seem to care "Sure!" She walks over.
Ichigo watches with a hawks like gaze.
He puts his hand to his fist, “Jan-Ken!” An energy begins to gather, the weight growing to be nearly unbearable “Rock!” He throws out his fist and the weight disappears as the energy disappears.
Once he comes out he’s holding an empty body bag and a sack of coins.
She purposely changes her hand to scissors so he wins, grinning "Well done!!"
He tilts his head "You.. were.. paid?"
He smiles at the win, “You’re fun, do you want me to catch you a fish?” He says, picking up his fishing rod.
“That’s what bounty hunters get, we aren’t like the police.”
She chuckles "No, keep them for yourself." She waves a hand and suddenly multiple fish are biting at his line.
*Hmmm... since you are the expert here, I have a question. On a scale of 1-10, how much do you personally sympathize with him?*
*Well that depends, on a scale of how much me he is, I’d say a 9, he’s not really a character you sympathize for because yeah he suffers, but he loves how terrible his life is, because he’s nuts.*
*I see. Well, I'd love to meet your interpretation of this influential character. Could you suggest a good wine pairing?*
Felix is making something called Underbite Ramen, named so because its primary ingredient is the Sherkenodon, also known as the Underbite Dragon.
*I would, but Denji is by far my most unhinged character yet, only rivaled by the Jester, so I don’t know anyone who would function well. Continue tomorrow?*
"Air steal? Air steal! That human's name!" it eats the business card
*he can't read well*
"What does that mean? Are you okay?.." She looks genuinely concerned.
"doing great! Air Steal!" he points as her with a feathery finger
"Are you trying to.. steal my air?- I'm.. What does Air Steal mean?..." She rubs her forehead with her hand, sighing as a black and creme cat jumps on to her shoulder.
"Salem? Any Idea?" but, the familiar shakes his head.
"Your name! Air. Steal." he emphasizes "Malachi" he taps his feathery chest. He's like a four-foot tall ball of feathers and sillyness
"Oh! No, sweetie. Aeris is my first name, Stelara is my last name. And, you're Malachi, then?... Nice to meet you, little one."
"OH! I forgot job! JOb! for Boss!" he produces a rock from seemingly nowhere, then eats it
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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)
*Hmmm... since you are the expert here, I have a question. On a scale of 1-10, how much do you personally sympathize with him?*
*Well that depends, on a scale of how much me he is, I’d say a 9, he’s not really a character you sympathize for because yeah he suffers, but he loves how terrible his life is, because he’s nuts.*
*I see. Well, I'd love to meet your interpretation of this influential character. Could you suggest a good wine pairing?*
Felix is making something called Underbite Ramen, named so because its primary ingredient is the Sherkenodon, also known as the Underbite Dragon.
*I would, but Denji is by far my most unhinged character yet, only rivaled by the Jester, so I don’t know anyone who would function well. Continue tomorrow?*
"Air steal? Air steal! That human's name!" it eats the business card
*he can't read well*
"What does that mean? Are you okay?.." She looks genuinely concerned.
"doing great! Air Steal!" he points as her with a feathery finger
"Are you trying to.. steal my air?- I'm.. What does Air Steal mean?..." She rubs her forehead with her hand, sighing as a black and creme cat jumps on to her shoulder.
"Salem? Any Idea?" but, the familiar shakes his head.
"Your name! Air. Steal." he emphasizes "Malachi" he taps his feathery chest. He's like a four-foot tall ball of feathers and sillyness
"Oh! No, sweetie. Aeris is my first name, Stelara is my last name. And, you're Malachi, then?... Nice to meet you, little one."
"OH! I forgot job! JOb! for Boss!" he produces a rock from seemingly nowhere, then eats it
*Sooo... should I keep her how she is?*
"Job? Boss?.. H-hey, don't eat that. Spit it out, now." She says, voice stern, palm open to receive said rock.
*s'cool* Malachi's frame flickers, and in a flash of light a tall man in a fine doublet is standing where he is now. He exudes elegance, with extravagant silver earrings and a feathery black cape. When he speaks, his voice is smooth and beguiling "Ah, pardon me. The switching spell is still in its research and development stage"
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*That's it. I am making a fluffy doggy barbarian who thinks everyone is his friend. Such a naive baby boy.*
(lol)
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*I see. Well, I'd love to meet your interpretation of this influential character. Could you suggest a good wine pairing?*
Felix is making something called Underbite Ramen, named so because its primary ingredient is the Sherkenodon, also known as the Underbite Dragon.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Draining the blood from a recently dead creature to create a living one."
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
*unfortunately, i must depart*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She chuckles "No, keep them for yourself." She waves a hand and suddenly multiple fish are biting at his line.
"Hm... Not good..."
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
*Oop gtg soon, continue tomorrow everyone?*
*I would, but Denji is by far my most unhinged character yet, only rivaled by the Jester, so I don’t know anyone who would function well. Continue tomorrow?*
*Joyously.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"OH! I forgot job! JOb! for Boss!" he produces a rock from seemingly nowhere, then eats it
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)
*Of course, my loyal snorse (snail horse)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hmmm.. Loxodons are just elephant people, Owlin are just owl people, Tabaxi are just cat people, There needs to be a dog race.*
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
*People keep saying that, but WOTC doesn't care.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I just want to make a giant fluffy Akita dog Barbarian.*
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
*And Aarockora.*
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's it. I am making a fluffy doggy barbarian who thinks everyone is his friend. Such a naive baby boy.*
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
*s'cool*
Malachi's frame flickers, and in a flash of light a tall man in a fine doublet is standing where he is now. He exudes elegance, with extravagant silver earrings and a feathery black cape. When he speaks, his voice is smooth and beguiling "Ah, pardon me. The switching spell is still in its research and development stage"
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)
(lol)
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