“Oh yeah, I’ve got some family there, but they don’t want to end up with me anymore. They all hate me now, but it doesn’t matter.” He takes another drag.
“Hm…that’s tough buddy, but that’s hell for you. Sometimes family is [GP]. Some of my elder half siblings are like that too, on a count of me only being half demon and not pure blood. I don’t let it get to me much though.” The shadling says, taking note of the cig. “Whatcha got their? Weed? Or something more unusual?”
“I don’t worry about it anymore, it’s been centuries and I’ve got the family I find. I’d rather be around people I like than people I’m related to.” He looks to the cig “I don’t remember, it’s something real heavy though.”
"That's good at least, found family can be something special." Noctis replies as he looks at the cig and sniffs the air. "Seems familiar, but way more potent then I have ever tried. You just smoke it for fun, or for someonther reason?"
“Helps me feel numb, as well as for fun.” He says, “My tolerance is so high I’ve got to try stuff that should just kill me.”
"Fair. Well, I know sometimes such a state can leave one hungry. You got any recommendations for food joints to ry around here?"
“I haven’t found anything in a while, there’s probably something around here. I haven’t eaten in like ten months. I’m starting to feel hungry myself.0
"That's not good. Well come on then, lets see what we can find around here." Noctis says as he starts walking around.
A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“Oh yeah, I’ve got some family there, but they don’t want to end up with me anymore. They all hate me now, but it doesn’t matter.” He takes another drag.
“Hm…that’s tough buddy, but that’s hell for you. Sometimes family is [GP]. Some of my elder half siblings are like that too, on a count of me only being half demon and not pure blood. I don’t let it get to me much though.” The shadling says, taking note of the cig. “Whatcha got their? Weed? Or something more unusual?”
“I don’t worry about it anymore, it’s been centuries and I’ve got the family I find. I’d rather be around people I like than people I’m related to.” He looks to the cig “I don’t remember, it’s something real heavy though.”
"That's good at least, found family can be something special." Noctis replies as he looks at the cig and sniffs the air. "Seems familiar, but way more potent then I have ever tried. You just smoke it for fun, or for someonther reason?"
“Helps me feel numb, as well as for fun.” He says, “My tolerance is so high I’ve got to try stuff that should just kill me.”
"Fair. Well, I know sometimes such a state can leave one hungry. You got any recommendations for food joints to ry around here?"
“I haven’t found anything in a while, there’s probably something around here. I haven’t eaten in like ten months. I’m starting to feel hungry myself.0
"That's not good. Well come on then, lets see what we can find around here." Noctis says as he starts walking around.
He follows after them, his arms slumping as he begins to hunch, blowing smoke like a demon.
A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
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Whether or not she notices him, she does not show. She chooses to suffer, torturing herself.
"Reuler, have you seen Thane since he came to us?..." "No, I haven't. I'm afraid we've got a new audience, though."
They sit next to her, wind swirling around him as leans down.
He takes off the rag that is his shirt, tearing it apart and putting it over her shoulders, leaving himself even more cold for her.
He cackles slightly, blowing smoke out of his nose “Cool, a dragon and a human, are you two in love? Fun.”
"Hey babe..." She says, sighing
"Go back home, dear..." She says quietly, taking the rags off of her shoulders
"You could say." she says, throwing her head back to look up at the sky in an inattentive manner.
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A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
"Well, if you'll let me sell on your property, I'd be willing to let one go for, oh, twenty gold pieces?"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
"Well, if you'll let me sell on your property, I'd be willing to let one go for, oh, twenty gold pieces?"
"Alright, but if I hear complaints, you gotta tone it down just a liiiitttle bit, 'kay bud?"
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A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
"Well, if you'll let me sell on your property, I'd be willing to let one go for, oh, twenty gold pieces?"
"Alright, but if I hear complaints, you gotta tone it down just a liiiitttle bit, 'kay bud?"
"I suppose." he pulls out a pad of paper. "now, do you have any specifications you would like to make?"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
"Well, if you'll let me sell on your property, I'd be willing to let one go for, oh, twenty gold pieces?"
"Alright, but if I hear complaints, you gotta tone it down just a liiiitttle bit, 'kay bud?"
"I suppose." he pulls out a pad of paper. "now, do you have any specifications you would like to make?"
"Shape him friendly, and about 5'6"... Like a big ol golden retriever. Can you do that?" She pulls out 2 platinum coins from the void.
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Whether or not she notices him, she does not show. She chooses to suffer, torturing herself.
"Reuler, have you seen Thane since he came to us?..." "No, I haven't. I'm afraid we've got a new audience, though."
They sit next to her, wind swirling around him as leans down.
He takes off the rag that is his shirt, tearing it apart and putting it over her shoulders, leaving himself even more cold for her.
He cackles slightly, blowing smoke out of his nose “Cool, a dragon and a human, are you two in love? Fun.”
"Hey babe..." She says, sighing
"Go back home, dear..." She says quietly, taking the rags off of her shoulders
"You could say." she says, throwing her head back to look up at the sky in an inattentive manner.
“What… what is wrong?” They say, leaning farther down to face.
He takes it, putting it back onto her “We can’t have you freezing to death honey, I won’t.” He rips the bottom half of his pants, putting it on hers.
“I could, couldn’t I? I’ve seen it before, I’ll see it again, perks of being immortal I guess.” He uses his knife, slicing his doobie.
"I couldn't control it..." she says, breaking into a sobbing fit and clinging to them.
"Go. Inside. I'm fine." Her tone of voice is commanding, and the cold might not even phase her.
"Oh, we know. They told us all about who you are. The man who chases death..."
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A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
"Well, if you'll let me sell on your property, I'd be willing to let one go for, oh, twenty gold pieces?"
"Alright, but if I hear complaints, you gotta tone it down just a liiiitttle bit, 'kay bud?"
"I suppose." he pulls out a pad of paper. "now, do you have any specifications you would like to make?"
"Shape him friendly, and about 5'6"... Like a big ol golden retriever. Can you do that?" She pulls out 2 platinum coins from the void.
he takes them gladly and writes the notes down using the golem as a writing surface. "So you would like a giant dog? Sounds tricky, but I can manage"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A mysterious salesman has appeared at the inn, hawking about a new product that revolutionizes golem technology.
"Mom? There's another one..." Domino says from a booth with a sigh. Saphuno approaches the salesman, clearly peeved. "Excuse me... Can I help you?"
"You're the owner of this fine establishment, I suppose? Don't worry, I have a peddler's permit" they reach into the pocket of their freshly pressed coat and pull an immaculate permit out
*no get lost*
*I'm confused..*
"Doesn't matter if you have a permit, we have a strict 'No harassing the customers' policy. Sell your junk outside my Inn."
"Oh, but it's not junk! You see, I've made a breakthrough regarding golems. How would you like to have an assistant to help out at the inn? Maybe your son/daughter/child*i forgor* could use someone to talk to, someone who'd never stop listening?" their smooth salesman voice carries their pitch to you on a silver platter. "Well, I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
"See, my daughter has a thing called a boyfriend, and she already dotes over him. We don't need this, thank you."
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
"Well, if you'll let me sell on your property, I'd be willing to let one go for, oh, twenty gold pieces?"
"Alright, but if I hear complaints, you gotta tone it down just a liiiitttle bit, 'kay bud?"
"I suppose." he pulls out a pad of paper. "now, do you have any specifications you would like to make?"
"Shape him friendly, and about 5'6"... Like a big ol golden retriever. Can you do that?" She pulls out 2 platinum coins from the void.
he takes them gladly and writes the notes down using the golem as a writing surface. "So you would like a giant dog?"
"Well, okay, when you put it like that... It sounds weird. But, I guess i'm a giant bunny, so. Yeah, 5'6 scrappy little guy. 2 legs."
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"I couldn't control it..." she says, breaking into a sobbing fit and clinging to them.
"Go. Inside. I'm fine." Her tone of voice is commanding, and the cold might not even phase her.
"Oh, we know. They told us all about who you are. The man who chases death..."
He holds her with firm, strong arms, being what he can for her right now “You are stronger than your primal urges.”
He doesn’t say anything, simply ripping off another part of his clothes and putting it into her “I didn’t ask if you were fine. I’m going to sit with you until you go back home willingly.” He says, shivering violently from the cold, but unwilling to move.
“Oh… cool my reputation proceeds me. Who’s they? Or does it not matter?”
"Ah, alright!" he puts the sheet over the golem and pulls it away, making it disappear. "I'll have him ready tomorrow morning!"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"That's not good. Well come on then, lets see what we can find around here." Noctis says as he starts walking around.
"Oh, not like that." he doesn't miss a beat, going back to his shpiel "Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, we thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he instructs it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
They sit next to her, wind swirling around him as leans down.
He takes off the rag that is his shirt, tearing it apart and putting it over her shoulders, leaving himself even more cold for her.
He cackles slightly, blowing smoke out of his nose “Cool, a dragon and a human, are you two in love? Fun.”
He follows after them, his arms slumping as he begins to hunch, blowing smoke like a demon.
"Wait, I might actually need one of these.." She rubs the underside of her chin with a paw. "How much and how long for a lil guy that can wait tables and do dishes?"
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"Hey babe..." She says, sighing
"Go back home, dear..." She says quietly, taking the rags off of her shoulders
"You could say." she says, throwing her head back to look up at the sky in an inattentive manner.
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"Well, if you'll let me sell on your property, I'd be willing to let one go for, oh, twenty gold pieces?"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Alright, but if I hear complaints, you gotta tone it down just a liiiitttle bit, 'kay bud?"
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2-13-25
"I suppose." he pulls out a pad of paper. "now, do you have any specifications you would like to make?"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“What… what is wrong?” They say, leaning farther down to face.
He takes it, putting it back onto her “We can’t have you freezing to death honey, I won’t.” He rips the bottom half of his pants, putting it on hers.
“I could, couldn’t I? I’ve seen it before, I’ll see it again, perks of being immortal I guess.” He uses his knife, slicing his doobie.
They would walk around for a bit before finding a place that specializes in fried food. "Hm, this looks good"
He walks to the place, paying for something for both of them “Why not, got me a little hungry.” He begins to eat like a ravenous dog.
"Shape him friendly, and about 5'6"... Like a big ol golden retriever. Can you do that?" She pulls out 2 platinum coins from the void.
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"I couldn't control it..." she says, breaking into a sobbing fit and clinging to them.
"Go. Inside. I'm fine." Her tone of voice is commanding, and the cold might not even phase her.
"Oh, we know. They told us all about who you are. The man who chases death..."
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2-13-25
he takes them gladly and writes the notes down using the golem as a writing surface. "So you would like a giant dog? Sounds tricky, but I can manage"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Noctis joins him in eating like a ravenous dog, his maw opening widely to reveal multiple rows of shadowy teeth. "Fried foods are so good"
"Well, okay, when you put it like that... It sounds weird. But, I guess i'm a giant bunny, so. Yeah, 5'6 scrappy little guy. 2 legs."
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2-13-25
He holds her with firm, strong arms, being what he can for her right now “You are stronger than your primal urges.”
He doesn’t say anything, simply ripping off another part of his clothes and putting it into her “I didn’t ask if you were fine. I’m going to sit with you until you go back home willingly.” He says, shivering violently from the cold, but unwilling to move.
“Oh… cool my reputation proceeds me. Who’s they? Or does it not matter?”
*cut for salem*
"Ah, alright!" he puts the sheet over the golem and pulls it away, making it disappear. "I'll have him ready tomorrow morning!"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
After finishing the food he looks exactly the same “It’s pretty good, but I’ve had so much food over the years that everything is good.”