I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
Traitor is once again locked in combat with the Seer. Again, neither side seems to be gaining any ground.
KK is sketching something in her warehouse, conflicted. After a while, she sets down the paper and pencil and slumps back into her chair, her head in her hands. "What am I to do?" She says to no one in particular.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*jester cut* He catches all but the last, and it does quite a bit of damage. He breathes in deep. "Impressive. Maybe its time for me to stop holding back."
"Hello, little one." She says gently from the behind the counter a few feet from him. "Welcome to Aspen Cafe."
He backsteps, moving from foot to foot, kicking and punching at the air in front of him “Come on, hit back, I can take the hit, I’ve taken worse.”
The child looks up to them, tilting their head, milky confused eyes looking back at them “C-…cafe?” They are wearing a small school uniform.
"Oh, not this you haven't..." The scenery changes, and Salem disappears. Around [name] is the place associated with his biggest regret.
"Yes, child. A cafe. A restaraunt?" She says, holding her paws together.
Around suddenly is what appears to be an underground facility, and Shen looks around with a smile “What is this? Why are we at Union headquarters.”
They put their hands behind their back, nodding slowly “Y-yes, okay. Can… can I eat?”
"Showing you what makes you weak. Bringing you pain nobody else but me can dish out, because it's the same type of pain I heal."
"Sure, i'd be happy to take your order, sweet-heart." she says softly, warmly, and gently.
They wait, and wait and wait until Shen says “What did you expect something to happen? I don’t have any bad memories I’m not at peace with, that’s how life goes.” He shrugs, eyes closed with a little grin
They nod, looking to the menu, before asking for a simple biscuit and water “I-if you don’t m-mind it ma’am.”
*Here, or we could start a new rp if you want dear Salem.*
They wait, and wait and wait until Shen says “What did you expect something to happen? I don’t have any bad memories I’m not at peace with, that’s how life goes.” He shrugs, eyes closed with a little grin
They nod, looking to the menu, before asking for a simple biscuit and water “I-if you don’t m-mind it ma’am.”
*Here, or we could start a new rp if you want dear Salem.*
*ahh. cutting it*
"We'll have to dig deeper.." he says, plunging two harmless fingers into the back of his head, digging around for something.
"Of course, that will be 3 copper coins." She says, smiling softly.
If he’s looking through his mind, he finds things that he feels regrets about, but not enough to damage his mind, he’s truly content with the mistakes he has made. He doesn’t resist.
They search through their pockets with a beaming smile, before pulling out three gold, holding it in their palm, proud of themselves, having mistaken it for copper “H-here ma’am.”
KK is sketching something in her warehouse, conflicted. After a while, she sets down the paper and pencil and slumps back into her chair, her head in her hands. "What am I to do?" She says to no one in particular.
Salem, the multiversal friend, appears behind her, floating just above the top of the chair.
"That's always the question, isn't it?"
She whips around to look at them, surprised. "Oh, hello! I wasn't expecting... well, anyone to be here. Who are you?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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*How are you today, friend?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
(I am doing well. how about you?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*hi yvonne!*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Ooooh, I have a title now! Neat!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I'm doing alright. Glad you're doing okay.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Nice to hear!
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Glad I could help! How are you doing today?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Not great. I think I'm depressed. I wonder if this is just what normal people feel like when they aren't hyper-fixated on something.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(i'll be back later. have some chores to do)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*that's normal. I think, probably*
*whenever I'm not doing something I get sad lol, so that's kinda just how stuff works?*
Traitor is once again locked in combat with the Seer. Again, neither side seems to be gaining any ground.
KK is sketching something in her warehouse, conflicted. After a while, she sets down the paper and pencil and slumps back into her chair, her head in her hands. "What am I to do?" She says to no one in particular.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Here, or we could start a new rp if you want dear Salem.*
*Hey everyone, I’m back, although for maybe two to three hours.*
If he’s looking through his mind, he finds things that he feels regrets about, but not enough to damage his mind, he’s truly content with the mistakes he has made. He doesn’t resist.
They search through their pockets with a beaming smile, before pulling out three gold, holding it in their palm, proud of themselves, having mistaken it for copper “H-here ma’am.”
She whips around to look at them, surprised. "Oh, hello! I wasn't expecting... well, anyone to be here. Who are you?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)