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
He takes the cigarette out. "Not in the usual sense. Might be nice to clear out some space, though. You hungry?" He drops the bag, the cigarette getting knocked out of his hand by the strap. He takes a knee and opens the bag, revealing raw meat and ice.
He walks over, looking closer to the bag “I could do something with this, I know some people who would certainly would like to have some of this.” He makes a gesture, and is holding a similar bag, his gloves glowing. He takes out some of the ice, crunching into it.
*Took a while to realize what was actually going on here.*
"Take as much as you need. I can always get more."
*Sorry for disappearing again.*
“Where’d ya get all of this pardner? I ain’t judgin’ just askin’ fer the sake of curiosity.” He fills the bag.
*I'm working on a vampire lord barbarian, but I'm not sure how I'm going to make them interesting as a character.*
*In my mind, vampires are leaders, collecting a blood tax/tithe/donation from willing subjects in trade for just generally making peoples' lives better using their ancient knowledge and magic.*
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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 working on a vampire lord barbarian, but I'm not sure how I'm going to make them interesting as a character.*
*In my mind, vampires are leaders, collecting a blood tax/tithe/donation from willing subjects in trade for just generally making peoples' lives better using their ancient knowledge and magic.*
*Simple, take the more primal things vampires have, take that as part of the barbarian side, some kind of tribal coven that lives in the woods, led by a primal vampire lord. Kinda like that one immortal DC character, who despite being immortal and refined, he was at first a caveman, and maintains some of those traits, even with the time that has past.*
*I'm working on a vampire lord barbarian, but I'm not sure how I'm going to make them interesting as a character.*
*In my mind, vampires are leaders, collecting a blood tax/tithe/donation from willing subjects in trade for just generally making peoples' lives better using their ancient knowledge and magic.*
*Simple, take the more primal things vampires have, take that as part of the barbarian side, some kind of tribal coven that lives in the woods, led by a primal vampire lord. Kinda like that one immortal DC character, who despite being immortal and refined, he was at first a caveman, and maintains some of those traits, even with the time that has past.*
*Hope I could help at least a little.*
*Hmmm... this next experiment should be very, very interesting.*
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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 working on a vampire lord barbarian, but I'm not sure how I'm going to make them interesting as a character.*
*In my mind, vampires are leaders, collecting a blood tax/tithe/donation from willing subjects in trade for just generally making peoples' lives better using their ancient knowledge and magic.*
*Simple, take the more primal things vampires have, take that as part of the barbarian side, some kind of tribal coven that lives in the woods, led by a primal vampire lord. Kinda like that one immortal DC character, who despite being immortal and refined, he was at first a caveman, and maintains some of those traits, even with the time that has past.*
*Hope I could help at least a little.*
*Hmmm... this next experiment should be very, very interesting.*
Leo, after spending most of the evening looking for the perfect spot, eventually finds a nice big opening in the forest near the Lord's Rest Inn. He pulls out the small glowing marble before tossing it and speak an incantation "magus turrim vocare". As the marble hits the grund,it shatters as the immense arcane energy rapidly expands out as a hug wizard's tower begins assembling itself in the space, reaching a few hundred feet up into the air above the tree line. The tower is of an elegant design befitting a powerful archmage, with a large observatory on top with a massive arcane telescope. "Finally...well, I know particular you are with your tower, so I wanted to find the perfect spot." Leo says before letting out a big yawn. "Yeah, I should get some sleep." he says before walking into the tower, the doors opening for him before closing once he is inside.
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
Father Luciano is inside the temple, sitting before the fire. The priest is sipping on a cup of herbal tea, the fragrance of cranberry, cinnamon, annis, and pomegranate fill the temple. Around him are multiple donations of children's toys that he has to pack for Christmas to send out to local orphanages.
Scott is sitting on the sofa in the tavern, snuggled up amongst multiple blankets. He is reading a self-help book on overcoming burnout while sipping his fourth mug of coffee.
A man, as big as a bear, has came into the tavern. He has a full, thick white beard and moustache. His eyes are bright blue color that seem to sparkle like ice. He wears thick furs that resembles the fur of white owlbears and the hides of caribou. He carries a massive sack over his shoulder, made of similar hide with a golden string tied around it's mouth to keep it closer. He sits down at the bar, ordering just a plate of cookies and a glass of milk.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*i'd love to rp for a little*
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
*Sorry for disappearing again.*
“Where’d ya get all of this pardner? I ain’t judgin’ just askin’ fer the sake of curiosity.” He fills the bag.
*I ended up doing irl stuff, sorry for leaving without saying anything*
*Mornin everyone.*
*Morning!*
*I'm working on a vampire lord barbarian, but I'm not sure how I'm going to make them interesting as a character.*
*In my mind, vampires are leaders, collecting a blood tax/tithe/donation from willing subjects in trade for just generally making peoples' lives better using their ancient knowledge and magic.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Simple, take the more primal things vampires have, take that as part of the barbarian side, some kind of tribal coven that lives in the woods, led by a primal vampire lord. Kinda like that one immortal DC character, who despite being immortal and refined, he was at first a caveman, and maintains some of those traits, even with the time that has past.*
*Hope I could help at least a little.*
*Hmmm... this next experiment should be very, very interesting.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Very interesting indeed, MWAHAHAHA.*
*Good morning.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Morning, Wendi.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Howdy my beloved.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Leo, after spending most of the evening looking for the perfect spot, eventually finds a nice big opening in the forest near the Lord's Rest Inn. He pulls out the small glowing marble before tossing it and speak an incantation "magus turrim vocare". As the marble hits the grund,it shatters as the immense arcane energy rapidly expands out as a hug wizard's tower begins assembling itself in the space, reaching a few hundred feet up into the air above the tree line. The tower is of an elegant design befitting a powerful archmage, with a large observatory on top with a massive arcane telescope. "Finally...well, I know particular you are with your tower, so I wanted to find the perfect spot." Leo says before letting out a big yawn. "Yeah, I should get some sleep." he says before walking into the tower, the doors opening for him before closing once he is inside.
(how are you)
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
*Morning dear Wendi.*
*Howdy you two.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Father Luciano is inside the temple, sitting before the fire. The priest is sipping on a cup of herbal tea, the fragrance of cranberry, cinnamon, annis, and pomegranate fill the temple. Around him are multiple donations of children's toys that he has to pack for Christmas to send out to local orphanages.
Scott is sitting on the sofa in the tavern, snuggled up amongst multiple blankets. He is reading a self-help book on overcoming burnout while sipping his fourth mug of coffee.
A man, as big as a bear, has came into the tavern. He has a full, thick white beard and moustache. His eyes are bright blue color that seem to sparkle like ice. He wears thick furs that resembles the fur of white owlbears and the hides of caribou. He carries a massive sack over his shoulder, made of similar hide with a golden string tied around it's mouth to keep it closer. He sits down at the bar, ordering just a plate of cookies and a glass of milk.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Hey everyone, sorry for disappearing, I’m back now.*
*Yo.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Oh hey Wendi, happy to see ya.*
*Hmm...Hmm...*
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Ellora the Romantic Rookie
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"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart