A chubby elderly woman is stumbling through the woods, carrying an apple pie in one hand and a walking stick in the other. She has gentle eyes and long, white hair under the handkerchief tied around her head. She's having a lot of trouble getting over the abundant roots.
A chubby elderly woman is stumbling through the woods, carrying an apple pie in one hand and a walking stick in the other. She has gentle eyes and long, white hair under the handkerchief tied around her head. She's having a lot of trouble getting over the abundant roots.
Zee watches from afar before going over to help her. "Not a word ma'am." They say, then promptly being quiet.
A chubby elderly woman is stumbling through the woods, carrying an apple pie in one hand and a walking stick in the other. She has gentle eyes and long, white hair under the handkerchief tied around her head. She's having a lot of trouble getting over the abundant roots.
Zee watches from afar before going over to help her. "Not a word ma'am." They say, then promptly being quiet.
She places a gnarled hand on their shoulder. They can feel her invisible claws pressing against them through their hoodie. She doesn't speak, but they can hear her ragged gasps of relief. She offers them a slice of pie with a shaky hand.
*Anybody want to roleplay in a few minutes? If so, tell me who you want. Thank you advance.*
*I’m not familiar with any of your characters here so I wouldn’t mind rping with any of them.*
*What vibes do you want to deal with?*
*Oh, good question. Something chill to start with I suppose*
*You cool with an immortal stoner?*
*Sure. Like I said, I’m good with anything.*
*Cool thing.*
Victor is walking through the town, his eyes red, his express soft, and his arm mangled beyond repair as he seems to ignore it, chilling at the absolute peak. Ignorance truly is bliss for him.
*Anybody want to roleplay in a few minutes? If so, tell me who you want. Thank you advance.*
*I’m not familiar with any of your characters here so I wouldn’t mind rping with any of them.*
*What vibes do you want to deal with?*
*Oh, good question. Something chill to start with I suppose*
*You cool with an immortal stoner?*
*Sure. Like I said, I’m good with anything.*
*Cool thing.*
Victor is walking through the town, his eyes red, his express soft, and his arm mangled beyond repair as he seems to ignore it, chilling at the absolute peak. Ignorance truly is bliss for him.
Leo is exploring around, jotting down something down, not immediately noticing Victor as he is looking down at his notebook. “This place truly is strange…”
A chubby elderly woman is stumbling through the woods, carrying an apple pie in one hand and a walking stick in the other. She has gentle eyes and long, white hair under the handkerchief tied around her head. She's having a lot of trouble getting over the abundant roots.
Zee watches from afar before going over to help her. "Not a word ma'am." They say, then promptly being quiet.
She places a gnarled hand on their shoulder. They can feel her invisible claws pressing against them through their hoodie. She doesn't speak, but they can hear her ragged gasps of relief. She offers them a slice of pie with a shaky hand.
As if by a sudden movement, Zee turns towards the pie and the woman can see what appears to be the snout of a crocodile snap in up in the blink of an eye before disappearing like it was never there. Zee licks their lips and bows their head.
*Anybody want to roleplay in a few minutes? If so, tell me who you want. Thank you advance.*
*I’m not familiar with any of your characters here so I wouldn’t mind rping with any of them.*
*What vibes do you want to deal with?*
*Oh, good question. Something chill to start with I suppose*
*You cool with an immortal stoner?*
*Sure. Like I said, I’m good with anything.*
*Cool thing.*
Victor is walking through the town, his eyes red, his express soft, and his arm mangled beyond repair as he seems to ignore it, chilling at the absolute peak. Ignorance truly is bliss for him.
Leo is exploring around, jotting down something down, not immediately noticing Victor as he is looking down at his notebook. “This place truly is strange…”
He walks past Leo “Yeah dude.” Blood drips to the ground from the annihilated arm “Isn’t it awesome dude?”
She places a gnarled hand on their shoulder. They can feel her invisible claws pressing against them through their hoodie. She doesn't speak, but they can hear her ragged gasps of relief. She offers them a slice of pie with a shaky hand.
As if by a sudden movement, See turns towards the pie and the woman can see what appears to be the snout of a crocodile snap in up in the blink of an eye before disappearing like it was never there. Zee licks their lips and bows their head.
She seems delighted. She looks like she's about to giggle or say something, but she covers her mouth at the last moment, smiling. She scritches the top of their hoodied head.
She places a gnarled hand on their shoulder. They can feel her invisible claws pressing against them through their hoodie. She doesn't speak, but they can hear her ragged gasps of relief. She offers them a slice of pie with a shaky hand.
As if by a sudden movement, See turns towards the pie and the woman can see what appears to be the snout of a crocodile snap in up in the blink of an eye before disappearing like it was never there. Zee licks their lips and bows their head.
She seems delighted. She looks like she's about to giggle or say something, but she covers her mouth at the last moment, smiling. She scritches the top of their hoodied head.
Zee grumbles something about 'not being a dog' but let's her. They pull out their Gameboy, plopping right on the ground next to her.
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, tell me who you want, if you want anyone at all. *
*Give me Thane. I'm going to give him a grandma.*
*Dang, he needs it at this point.*
Thane is sitting outside of the Lord’s Rest like he always is, curled with knees to chest, his axe sitting in front of him as he looks directly at the ground, a broken man slowly healing mentally, but far from fixed.
*I’m not familiar with any of your characters here so I wouldn’t mind rping with any of them.*
*What vibes do you want to deal with?*
*Oh, good question. Something chill to start with I suppose*
A chubby elderly woman is stumbling through the woods, carrying an apple pie in one hand and a walking stick in the other. She has gentle eyes and long, white hair under the handkerchief tied around her head. She's having a lot of trouble getting over the abundant roots.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Zee watches from afar before going over to help her. "Not a word ma'am." They say, then promptly being quiet.
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
*You cool with an immortal stoner?*
*Sure. Like I said, I’m good with anything.*
She places a gnarled hand on their shoulder. They can feel her invisible claws pressing against them through their hoodie. She doesn't speak, but they can hear her ragged gasps of relief. She offers them a slice of pie with a shaky hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cool thing.*
Victor is walking through the town, his eyes red, his express soft, and his arm mangled beyond repair as he seems to ignore it, chilling at the absolute peak. Ignorance truly is bliss for him.
Leo is exploring around, jotting down something down, not immediately noticing Victor as he is looking down at his notebook. “This place truly is strange…”
As if by a sudden movement, Zee turns towards the pie and the woman can see what appears to be the snout of a crocodile snap in up in the blink of an eye before disappearing like it was never there. Zee licks their lips and bows their head.
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
He walks past Leo “Yeah dude.” Blood drips to the ground from the annihilated arm “Isn’t it awesome dude?”
She seems delighted. She looks like she's about to giggle or say something, but she covers her mouth at the last moment, smiling. She scritches the top of their hoodied head.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Give me Thane. I'm going to give him a grandma.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Zee grumbles something about 'not being a dog' but let's her. They pull out their Gameboy, plopping right on the ground next to her.
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
*(Does the gay dance)*
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
*Dang, he needs it at this point.*
Thane is sitting outside of the Lord’s Rest like he always is, curled with knees to chest, his axe sitting in front of him as he looks directly at the ground, a broken man slowly healing mentally, but far from fixed.
*IMPOSSIBLE!!!(Gets annihilated by said dance)*
*Would you like anyone?*