*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
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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)
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
he looks at it curiously, "Oh, like clocks"
she carefully holds out her hand
she chuckles "A lad after my own heart"
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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)
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
he looks at it curiously, "Oh, like clocks"
she carefully holds out her hand
she chuckles "A lad after my own heart"
It tilt's it's head, but doesn't seem agressive
He tilts his head, "Don't you need your heart?"
the girl takes a cautious step forward and attempts to pet the creature
"It's a figure of speech, kid" she smiles
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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)
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
he looks at it curiously, "Oh, like clocks"
she carefully holds out her hand
she chuckles "A lad after my own heart"
It tilt's it's head, but doesn't seem agressive
He tilts his head, "Don't you need your heart?"
the girl takes a cautious step forward and attempts to pet the creature
"It's a figure of speech, kid" she smiles
it lets out a light growl but allows her to pet it
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
*Have a cutscene for the Cursebutcher. I was planning on it being an intro, something to interact with, but I kind of changed my mind at the end.*
Out at the abattoir, the packing plant seems to have grown. Not as in "they built an addition," but as in "this thing is not only alive but malevolent." The Cursebutcher sits outside of the building on an old office chair he dragged from -where else?- the manager's office.
Can't help but feel like you belong here.
He closes his eyes, not looking at the cigarette butts and broken bottles around him.
It's what God likes about you, Porter.
He exhales the smoke, facing the sky so as not to see the vampire at his feet, drained of all their blood.
I'll have you know that there's nothing worse than a malformation.
His face sinks to his hands, his lit blunt hanging loosely between his fingers.
You are a danger to yourself and everyone around you. Your father doesn't hate you... he's just a little stressed. You talk to that boy about God, as if He would love something like that. Don't lie, your father is a wonderful man, he would never talk to you that way. I heard you talking to my wife... what did you say, you animal. You don't know what you're talking about. Wait, what are you... ... ...
Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter?
Cursebutcher crushes his lit cigarette in his hand before throwing it to the mud. "I hope it hurt."
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
he looks at it curiously, "Oh, like clocks"
she carefully holds out her hand
she chuckles "A lad after my own heart"
It tilt's it's head, but doesn't seem agressive
He tilts his head, "Don't you need your heart?"
the girl takes a cautious step forward and attempts to pet the creature
"It's a figure of speech, kid" she smiles
it lets out a light growl but allows her to pet it
"ohhh, ok" he nods and smiles
she gently pats it
"It means I like your way of thinking. I like clocks as well"
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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)
*in case you haven't noticed, my halloween special is my undead characters when they were alive. The drunkard is Kasef the ghost, the little girl is felicity, and the tinker's daughter is valentine('s body. They have different personalities)*
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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)
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
he looks at it curiously, "Oh, like clocks"
she carefully holds out her hand
she chuckles "A lad after my own heart"
It tilt's it's head, but doesn't seem agressive
He tilts his head, "Don't you need your heart?"
the girl takes a cautious step forward and attempts to pet the creature
"It's a figure of speech, kid" she smiles
it lets out a light growl but allows her to pet it
"ohhh, ok" he nods and smiles
she gently pats it
"It means I like your way of thinking. I like clocks as well"
It sits on the grass, still taller than her
"My uncle used to make them until he got arrested" he says innocently
*in case you haven't noticed, my halloween special is my undead characters when they were alive. The drunkard is Kasef the ghost, the little girl is felicity, and the tinker's daughter is valentine('s body. They have different personalities)*
*peony revival?.... please?...*
*die roll which undead she is!! 1: garden variety. 2: plant. 3: ghost. 4: other... 3*
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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)
*Hello friends! Wanna see some cool things? I present to you..... the before times: A Halloween special!*
An energetic young woman in a green vest is in the bar on her fifth pint.
A little girl in a dress sits on the border of the forest humming a strange old song
A disheveled woman tinkers with a small clockwork machine while her daughter sits nearby, reading a book
There rustling in the bushes near the girl
Georgie, a young human, walks up, seeming insterested in the machine
the girl's head cocks curiously
The girl pays him no mind, but the inventor glances at him "Hmm?"
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
he looks at it curiously, "Oh, like clocks"
she carefully holds out her hand
she chuckles "A lad after my own heart"
It tilt's it's head, but doesn't seem agressive
He tilts his head, "Don't you need your heart?"
the girl takes a cautious step forward and attempts to pet the creature
"It's a figure of speech, kid" she smiles
it lets out a light growl but allows her to pet it
"ohhh, ok" he nods and smiles
she gently pats it
"It means I like your way of thinking. I like clocks as well"
It sits on the grass, still taller than her
"My uncle used to make them until he got arrested" he says innocently
"you're not so bad"
"Hmm" she frowns
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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)
A tall featureless creature comes out of the bush. It's build is similar to that of a gorilla's, but without eyes, a nose, or ears. It's skin is a dark gray color
He smiles at the inventor, "what are you making?" he asks, holding a plush humanoid cat in his arms (for the reccord georgie is around 9-8)
She seems a bit scared, scooting back
"A timepiece" she shows him the device, which is an intricate small clock
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)
It seems to notice the movement, looking towards her,
he looks at it curiously, "Oh, like clocks"
she carefully holds out her hand
she chuckles "A lad after my own heart"
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)
*weeeeee.*
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
It tilt's it's head, but doesn't seem agressive
He tilts his head, "Don't you need your heart?"
the girl takes a cautious step forward and attempts to pet the creature
"It's a figure of speech, kid" she smiles
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)
it lets out a light growl but allows her to pet it
"ohhh, ok" he nods and smiles
(Hi lawrence)
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
*Hi fren!*
*Have a cutscene for the Cursebutcher. I was planning on it being an intro, something to interact with, but I kind of changed my mind at the end.*
Out at the abattoir, the packing plant seems to have grown. Not as in "they built an addition," but as in "this thing is not only alive but malevolent." The Cursebutcher sits outside of the building on an old office chair he dragged from -where else?- the manager's office.
Can't help but feel like you belong here.
He closes his eyes, not looking at the cigarette butts and broken bottles around him.
It's what God likes about you, Porter.
He exhales the smoke, facing the sky so as not to see the vampire at his feet, drained of all their blood.
I'll have you know that there's nothing worse than a malformation.
His face sinks to his hands, his lit blunt hanging loosely between his fingers.
You are a danger to yourself and everyone around you.
Your father doesn't hate you... he's just a little stressed.
You talk to that boy about God, as if He would love something like that.
Don't lie, your father is a wonderful man, he would never talk to you that way.
I heard you talking to my wife... what did you say, you animal.
You don't know what you're talking about. Wait, what are you...
...
...
Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter? Promise not to leave me, Porter?
Cursebutcher crushes his lit cigarette in his hand before throwing it to the mud. "I hope it hurt."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
she gently pats it
"It means I like your way of thinking. I like clocks as well"
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)
*in case you haven't noticed, my halloween special is my undead characters when they were alive. The drunkard is Kasef the ghost, the little girl is felicity, and the tinker's daughter is valentine('s body. They have different personalities)*
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 teen, whom I shall name 'Home', is sitting in the kitchen of the guilt house, trying to figure out why he can't die.
Stroth is wandering around town, pickpocketing the absolute cripe out of people. She is trying to set a goal for herself.
Julian is once again conning people into buying fake goods from his trailer yard sale.
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
It sits on the grass, still taller than her
"My uncle used to make them until he got arrested" he says innocently
*die roll which undead she is!! 1: garden variety. 2: plant. 3: ghost. 4: other... 3*
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)
"you're not so bad"
"Hmm" she frowns
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)