*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
*[grabs you by the throat]*
*Give me Grimes, Sparrow, and Merabelle.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
*[grabs you by the throat]*
*Give me Grimes, Sparrow, and Merabelle.*
*(Limply tries to resist)*
Grimes is having himself a drink, sitting next to a glass of bourbon, holding a glass to hold it while he sits on a log as if it were a bench. He looks into the middle distance as he drinks.
Sparrow is actually taking the time to read some more, slowly and steadily getting better at it, though he's still far from good, he's making as much progress as he can with his, not great intelligence.
Merabelle is doing druid things, which means she's tearing a wolf apart in the forest with a look of glee on her face. She has seemingly grown a tail that tears through her black dress, grey, scaly, and surprisingly elegant.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
*sure*
*I assume you don't know my characters, so what vibes do you want?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
*[grabs you by the throat]*
*Give me Grimes, Sparrow, and Merabelle.*
*(Limply tries to resist)*
Grimes is having himself a drink, sitting next to a glass of bourbon, holding a glass to hold it while he sits on a log as if it were a bench. He looks into the middle distance as he drinks.
Sparrow is actually taking the time to read some more, slowly and steadily getting better at it, though he's still far from good, he's making as much progress as he can with his, not great intelligence.
Merabelle is doing druid things, which means she's tearing a wolf apart in the forest with a look of glee on her face. She has seemingly grown a tail that tears through her black dress, grey, scaly, and surprisingly elegant.
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
The Goliath finishes consuming the wolf, wiping away the blood with a handkerchief, turning to them, their voice soothing to hear "Oh don't be afraid sweetheart, I ain't goin' after you."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
The Goliath finishes consuming the wolf, wiping away the blood with a handkerchief, turning to them, their voice soothing to hear "Oh don't be afraid sweetheart, I ain't goin' after you."
the Moth's mane is scruffed up and they stare at Mereabelle
"You just tore a [GP]ing WOLF IN HALF!.... what?..."
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
The Goliath finishes consuming the wolf, wiping away the blood with a handkerchief, turning to them, their voice soothing to hear "Oh don't be afraid sweetheart, I ain't goin' after you."
the Moth's mane is scruffed up and they stare at Mereabelle
"You just tore a [GP]ing WOLF IN HALF!.... what?..."
She puts the handkerchief away, her claws retracting, her fangs obviously not her own, made from the bones of other creatures "That won't happen to you sweetheart, I'm not too hungry anymore."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
The Goliath finishes consuming the wolf, wiping away the blood with a handkerchief, turning to them, their voice soothing to hear "Oh don't be afraid sweetheart, I ain't goin' after you."
the Moth's mane is scruffed up and they stare at Mereabelle
"You just tore a [GP]ing WOLF IN HALF!.... what?..."
She puts the handkerchief away, her claws retracting, her fangs obviously not her own, made from the bones of other creatures "That won't happen to you sweetheart, I'm not too hungry anymore."
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
The Goliath finishes consuming the wolf, wiping away the blood with a handkerchief, turning to them, their voice soothing to hear "Oh don't be afraid sweetheart, I ain't goin' after you."
the Moth's mane is scruffed up and they stare at Mereabelle
"You just tore a [GP]ing WOLF IN HALF!.... what?..."
She puts the handkerchief away, her claws retracting, her fangs obviously not her own, made from the bones of other creatures "That won't happen to you sweetheart, I'm not too hungry anymore."
"okayyy..."
"ummm..."
"Are ya scared little one?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
*[grabs you by the throat]*
*Give me Grimes, Sparrow, and Merabelle.*
*(Limply tries to resist)*
Grimes is having himself a drink, sitting next to a glass of bourbon, holding a glass to hold it while he sits on a log as if it were a bench. He looks into the middle distance as he drinks.
Sparrow is actually taking the time to read some more, slowly and steadily getting better at it, though he's still far from good, he's making as much progress as he can with his, not great intelligence.
Merabelle is doing druid things, which means she's tearing a wolf apart in the forest with a look of glee on her face. She has seemingly grown a tail that tears through her black dress, grey, scaly, and surprisingly elegant.
Herald appears beside him, slipping out of the shadows. "We have another job. You will gain a cut from this one." He says.
Arthur smiles and waves at him "Howdy Sparrow. Got ya something" he digs in his toolbox and pulls out a jug of spiced apple cider.
Stroth jumps on her, grinning despite the bad news shes about to bear. "My friend, I have awful news."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
The Goliath finishes consuming the wolf, wiping away the blood with a handkerchief, turning to them, their voice soothing to hear "Oh don't be afraid sweetheart, I ain't goin' after you."
the Moth's mane is scruffed up and they stare at Mereabelle
"You just tore a [GP]ing WOLF IN HALF!.... what?..."
She puts the handkerchief away, her claws retracting, her fangs obviously not her own, made from the bones of other creatures "That won't happen to you sweetheart, I'm not too hungry anymore."
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
*[grabs you by the throat]*
*Give me Grimes, Sparrow, and Merabelle.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*[throws gay men at you]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*sure*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*(Limply tries to resist)*
Grimes is having himself a drink, sitting next to a glass of bourbon, holding a glass to hold it while he sits on a log as if it were a bench. He looks into the middle distance as he drinks.
Sparrow is actually taking the time to read some more, slowly and steadily getting better at it, though he's still far from good, he's making as much progress as he can with his, not great intelligence.
Merabelle is doing druid things, which means she's tearing a wolf apart in the forest with a look of glee on her face. She has seemingly grown a tail that tears through her black dress, grey, scaly, and surprisingly elegant.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I assume you don't know my characters, so what vibes do you want?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The moth *I did a desc earlier* walks over and sees Merabelle, then sits in fear
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The Goliath finishes consuming the wolf, wiping away the blood with a handkerchief, turning to them, their voice soothing to hear "Oh don't be afraid sweetheart, I ain't goin' after you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
the Moth's mane is scruffed up and they stare at Mereabelle
"You just tore a [GP]ing WOLF IN HALF!.... what?..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She puts the handkerchief away, her claws retracting, her fangs obviously not her own, made from the bones of other creatures "That won't happen to you sweetheart, I'm not too hungry anymore."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"okayyy..."
"ummm..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Are ya scared little one?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Herald appears beside him, slipping out of the shadows. "We have another job. You will gain a cut from this one." He says.
Arthur smiles and waves at him "Howdy Sparrow. Got ya something" he digs in his toolbox and pulls out a jug of spiced apple cider.
Stroth jumps on her, grinning despite the bad news shes about to bear. "My friend, I have awful news."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I'ma go to the inn..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
(lol)
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
*okie welp GTG*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*My irl best friend has officially betrayed my trust.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*May I maul them?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He pours them a glass of bourbon, passing them the glass "Okay, I'll be there in a minute. Here ya go pardner." He puts the bottle down.
He closes his book, looking at the jug with a smile "Howdy Arthur, thank ya fer that." He smiles at them.
She turns to them, cleaning their mouth of blood "Oh ya do? Tell me what ya have ta say." She stands up.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"You should go then, before something in the forest gets you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*That's some bull bro, I'm sorry to hear that happened.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)