Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
*It’s okay, don’t worry about it.*
Merabelle is walking through the woods, whistling to herself as she strolls. She sees Stroth and decides to walk over and see what’s going. She is a wearing a white shirt and overalls, stained with blood and paint.
Stroth grins at her, baring sharp teeth
She matches the grin, looking over to the owlbear remains “Well what do ya have here?”
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
A tall tiger tabaxi in a silk coat and hat is just outside the inn, touting a breakthrough in golem technology. His winning fanged smile as he speaks draws in small crowds. A Sign near him on the cobblestones says in vintage font "Taika Mathide, inventor extraordinaire"
*car salesman time*
*i know i'm overplayin him but I like him*
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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
Father Luciano is sharpening what appears to be a spear made entirely out of silvery metal. It's shaft is designed to be lightweight compared to the sharp head which has slim blade. He hums to himself as he does, a song of Celtic origin.
A numerous amount of deaths have recently been reported. Ranging from stab would to straight out arson on a home. William, a bit worried that it might get traced back to him despite not being the cause of it, is sitting at the bar. He appears to be writing something in his journal.
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
KK stumbles across this scene by pure chance, watching Stroth disassemble the animal with a morbid curiosity. She also starts making sketches of the owlbear's anatomy.
Stroth laughs madly and figs a small sack out of the owlbears gut.
She walks a bit closer, still sketching. "Impressive work. May I ask what that is?" She points with her pen at the curio fished from the beast's stomach.
"This is their adrenal gland. It wakes up their hormones to begin their... Everything!!" She giggles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
*It’s okay, don’t worry about it.*
Merabelle is walking through the woods, whistling to herself as she strolls. She sees Stroth and decides to walk over and see what’s going. She is a wearing a white shirt and overalls, stained with blood and paint.
Stroth grins at her, baring sharp teeth
She matches the grin, looking over to the owlbear remains “Well what do ya have here?”
"A little project I am working on!" She giggles
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
*It’s okay, don’t worry about it.*
Merabelle is walking through the woods, whistling to herself as she strolls. She sees Stroth and decides to walk over and see what’s going. She is a wearing a white shirt and overalls, stained with blood and paint.
Stroth grins at her, baring sharp teeth
She matches the grin, looking over to the owlbear remains “Well what do ya have here?”
"A little project I am working on!" She giggles
“Oh ya can make a fantastic meal with some of these.” She says, moving her hand through the organs, seeming to focus on that “Do you know a snake demon?” She asks.
Father Luciano is sharpening what appears to be a spear made entirely out of silvery metal. It's shaft is designed to be lightweight compared to the sharp head which has slim blade. He hums to himself as he does, a song of Celtic origin.
A numerous amount of deaths have recently been reported. Ranging from stab would to straight out arson on a home. William, a bit worried that it might get traced back to him despite not being the cause of it, is sitting at the bar. He appears to be writing something in his journal.
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
KK stumbles across this scene by pure chance, watching Stroth disassemble the animal with a morbid curiosity. She also starts making sketches of the owlbear's anatomy.
Stroth laughs madly and figs a small sack out of the owlbears gut.
She walks a bit closer, still sketching. "Impressive work. May I ask what that is?" She points with her pen at the curio fished from the beast's stomach.
"This is their adrenal gland. It wakes up their hormones to begin their... Everything!!" She giggles.
"Fascinating!" She chuckles as well. "Is that why you killed it?"
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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)
*Taika's not creepy, right? Did i do something wrong? Please tell me If I made a mistake it's happened before but I'm sorry if I did*
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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
*Taika's not creepy, right? Did i do something wrong? Please tell me If I made a mistake it's happened before but I'm sorry if I did*
*The business dude? He’s kinda one note, but other than that he seems fine. He just needs more to his personality.*
*thanks. I sorta made him one note on purpose, like a snake oil salesman or a car guy, but he really cares about his work. He's a bit of a perfectionist, which is why he tends to sell the less perfect golems at lower prices. I might have given the impression that he's generally rude to them, but he's not. Bug's just given him a lot of trouble in the past.*
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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
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
*It’s okay, don’t worry about it.*
Merabelle is walking through the woods, whistling to herself as she strolls. She sees Stroth and decides to walk over and see what’s going. She is a wearing a white shirt and overalls, stained with blood and paint.
Stroth grins at her, baring sharp teeth
She matches the grin, looking over to the owlbear remains “Well what do ya have here?”
"A little project I am working on!" She giggles
“Oh ya can make a fantastic meal with some of these.” She says, moving her hand through the organs, seeming to focus on that “Do you know a snake demon?” She asks.
She sticks out her tongue "Yes, he is my friend."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Father Luciano is sharpening what appears to be a spear made entirely out of silvery metal. It's shaft is designed to be lightweight compared to the sharp head which has slim blade. He hums to himself as he does, a song of Celtic origin.
A numerous amount of deaths have recently been reported. Ranging from stab would to straight out arson on a home. William, a bit worried that it might get traced back to him despite not being the cause of it, is sitting at the bar. He appears to be writing something in his journal.
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
KK stumbles across this scene by pure chance, watching Stroth disassemble the animal with a morbid curiosity. She also starts making sketches of the owlbear's anatomy.
Stroth laughs madly and figs a small sack out of the owlbears gut.
She walks a bit closer, still sketching. "Impressive work. May I ask what that is?" She points with her pen at the curio fished from the beast's stomach.
"This is their adrenal gland. It wakes up their hormones to begin their... Everything!!" She giggles.
"Fascinating!" She chuckles as well. "Is that why you killed it?"
She chuckles and nods "I am going to put it back together and see if it can live without!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Taika's on break in the tavern, silk hat on the bar beside him, swirling the brandy in his glass as he takes a deep breath. Bug, the golem he was trying to sell, sits next to him with an untouched glass of water.
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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
Father Luciano is sharpening what appears to be a spear made entirely out of silvery metal. It's shaft is designed to be lightweight compared to the sharp head which has slim blade. He hums to himself as he does, a song of Celtic origin.
A numerous amount of deaths have recently been reported. Ranging from stab would to straight out arson on a home. William, a bit worried that it might get traced back to him despite not being the cause of it, is sitting at the bar. He appears to be writing something in his journal.
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
KK stumbles across this scene by pure chance, watching Stroth disassemble the animal with a morbid curiosity. She also starts making sketches of the owlbear's anatomy.
Stroth laughs madly and figs a small sack out of the owlbears gut.
She walks a bit closer, still sketching. "Impressive work. May I ask what that is?" She points with her pen at the curio fished from the beast's stomach.
"This is their adrenal gland. It wakes up their hormones to begin their... Everything!!" She giggles.
"Fascinating!" She chuckles as well. "Is that why you killed it?"
She chuckles and nods "I am going to put it back together and see if it can live without!"
"How fun! I'm sure that'll be interesting." She pauses for a second. "So, how will you be bringing it back to life?"
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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)
"I'd love to help!" She also slightly chuckles as well, grinning and briefly showing teeth that are sharper than the average humanoid's. "Oh, I almost forgot- what's your name?"
“Sylvan. Yours?” He grabs a handful of ones he is sure are safe and starts rinsing them off before cutting them up.
"You can call me Trai- I mean, Omori. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sylvan."
“You too, Omori. Are you ok with meat or would that be a problem? Secondary question, have you tried Star dust before?” When he asks these questions, he opens an overhead cabinet filled with large slabs of salted meat and underneath many spices.
"For the first, that wouldn't be a problem at all. For the second, I don't believe I have tried that before." She watches with great interest.
“Great. I will put a dash on the side for you to try. You don’t have to though.” He pulls a slab down, along with a spice bottle filled with a glimmering substance, almost like salt, but seemingly smaller. He then gets to work. If you were to compare Sylvan’s form of cooking to any media, it would be as great as Romeo and Juliet, but that’s only from watching and not tasting. Still, he seems to know what he is doing.
The aberration helps him with the cooking as best she can: This help is mostly limited to fetching and measuring different ingredients when they are needed, though, as she doesn't want to interfere with his process.
He finishes in about a half hour and plates it. “Behold. Medium rare Owlbear thigh infused with gelatinous mushrooms topped with ground turned out avocado, with a side of stardust and a Grape Cake for dessert. That is still in the fire.” He places it in front of them.
Father Luciano is sharpening what appears to be a spear made entirely out of silvery metal. It's shaft is designed to be lightweight compared to the sharp head which has slim blade. He hums to himself as he does, a song of Celtic origin.
A numerous amount of deaths have recently been reported. Ranging from stab would to straight out arson on a home. William, a bit worried that it might get traced back to him despite not being the cause of it, is sitting at the bar. He appears to be writing something in his journal.
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
KK stumbles across this scene by pure chance, watching Stroth disassemble the animal with a morbid curiosity. She also starts making sketches of the owlbear's anatomy.
Stroth laughs madly and figs a small sack out of the owlbears gut.
She walks a bit closer, still sketching. "Impressive work. May I ask what that is?" She points with her pen at the curio fished from the beast's stomach.
"This is their adrenal gland. It wakes up their hormones to begin their... Everything!!" She giggles.
"Fascinating!" She chuckles as well. "Is that why you killed it?"
She chuckles and nods "I am going to put it back together and see if it can live without!"
"How fun! I'm sure that'll be interesting." She pauses for a second. "So, how will you be bringing it back to life?"
"A bit of necromancy and such" she shrugs and laughs
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Taika's on break in the tavern, silk hat on the bar beside him, swirling the brandy in his glass as he takes a deep breath. Bug, the golem he was trying to sell, sits next to him with an untouched glass of water.
*anyone open i'd like to rp*
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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
She matches the grin, looking over to the owlbear remains “Well what do ya have here?”
(good evening)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*i know i'm overplayin him but I like him*
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
"This is their adrenal gland. It wakes up their hormones to begin their... Everything!!" She giggles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"A little project I am working on!" She giggles
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Oh ya can make a fantastic meal with some of these.” She says, moving her hand through the organs, seeming to focus on that “Do you know a snake demon?” She asks.
"Fascinating!" She chuckles as well. "Is that why you killed it?"
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)
*Taika's not creepy, right? Did i do something wrong? Please tell me If I made a mistake it's happened before but I'm sorry if I did*
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
*The business dude? He’s kinda one note, but other than that he seems fine. He just needs more to his personality.*
*thanks. I sorta made him one note on purpose, like a snake oil salesman or a car guy, but he really cares about his work. He's a bit of a perfectionist, which is why he tends to sell the less perfect golems at lower prices. I might have given the impression that he's generally rude to them, but he's not. Bug's just given him a lot of trouble in the past.*
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
She sticks out her tongue "Yes, he is my friend."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She chuckles and nods "I am going to put it back together and see if it can live without!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Taika's on break in the tavern, silk hat on the bar beside him, swirling the brandy in his glass as he takes a deep breath. Bug, the golem he was trying to sell, sits next to him with an untouched glass of water.
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
"How fun! I'm sure that'll be interesting." She pauses for a second. "So, how will you be bringing it back to life?"
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)
He finishes in about a half hour and plates it. “Behold. Medium rare Owlbear thigh infused with gelatinous mushrooms topped with ground turned out avocado, with a side of stardust and a Grape Cake for dessert. That is still in the fire.” He places it in front of them.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"A bit of necromancy and such" she shrugs and laughs
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Anyone ever have a problem where you have a number of character ideas and yet feel like you have no ideas at all, at the same time?*
*anyone open i'd like to rp*
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
*Literally me at this exact moment.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Cut for Omori and Sylvan*
Omori looks at the prepared dish with a wide-eyed expression of amazement. "Wow, this looks incredible! Thank you so much!"
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)