Yuri is laying on the ground, her eyes closed. She is napping in the grass, which is unusual because she doesn't need to sleep.
Donn is baking a pie, humming to himself as he does. The pies flavor seems to be elderberry and pear.
Scott is reading in the tavern, in the library.
William is currently making a lasagna while humming to himself. The Red Plate seems to be closed today however.
*Let's mix things up a bit*
Felix smells the pie and waddles over, eyes closed, whispering the ingredients as he does so.
There is a gentle knock on the door.
Donn looks up, head tilted. "Hello there child?" He says.
He looks up, a brow raised. He walks over, wiping his hands off on a tea towel.
Felix opens his eyes. "Oh, um, sorry sir. I'm not a child, my species is just shaped like this. I smelled your baking, I wanted to see if I could identify every ingredient. I've been training in something called 'Food Honor,' and that's supposed to be one of the things you can do with it."
He smells the creature behind the door. Celestial, but genetically closer to Sytosc than a standard angel or unicorn. Chorus Whale oil, a powerful reagent and magical fuel. Some sort of metal that he doesn't recognize. And faintly, deeply, there is the smell of humanoid flesh.
*A foxfolk, wearing a sedge shade, light tan in color, and a rather rudimentary robe, brown with a jet black sash, walks to the front of the tavern, and just sits there, drinking tea. He seems like an average vagrant.*
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The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
*A foxfolk, wearing a sedge shade, light tan in color, and a rather rudimentary robe, brown with a jet black sash, walks to the front of the tavern, and just sits there, drinking tea. He seems like an average vagrant.*
A ten-foot-tall angel in an official's uniform (minus the badges) walks over. "Hello there. How are you today?"
*A foxfolk, wearing a sedge shade, light tan in color, and a rather rudimentary robe, brown with a jet black sash, walks to the front of the tavern, and just sits there, drinking tea. He seems like an average vagrant.*
A ten-foot-tall angel in an official's uniform (minus the badges) walks over. "Hello there. How are you today?"
"Hello. I am quite fiii..." *His voice trails off weakly, as he blankly stares at the ten foot tall angel. He sure seems quite surprised.*
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The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
Yuri is laying on the ground, her eyes closed. She is napping in the grass, which is unusual because she doesn't need to sleep.
Donn is baking a pie, humming to himself as he does. The pies flavor seems to be elderberry and pear.
Scott is reading in the tavern, in the library.
William is currently making a lasagna while humming to himself. The Red Plate seems to be closed today however.
*Let's mix things up a bit*
Felix smells the pie and waddles over, eyes closed, whispering the ingredients as he does so.
There is a gentle knock on the door.
Donn looks up, head tilted. "Hello there child?" He says.
He looks up, a brow raised. He walks over, wiping his hands off on a tea towel.
Felix opens his eyes. "Oh, um, sorry sir. I'm not a child, my species is just shaped like this. I smelled your baking, I wanted to see if I could identify every ingredient. I've been training in something called 'Food Honor,' and that's supposed to be one of the things you can do with it."
He smells the creature behind the door. Celestial, but genetically closer to Sytosc than a standard angel or unicorn. Chorus Whale oil, a powerful reagent and magical fuel. Some sort of metal that he doesn't recognize. And faintly, deeply, there is the smell of humanoid flesh.
"Believe me when I say that you are most likely younger than I." He says and slices it, setting it on a plate and handing it to him.
*A foxfolk, wearing a sedge shade, light tan in color, and a rather rudimentary robe, brown with a jet black sash, walks to the front of the tavern, and just sits there, drinking tea. He seems like an average vagrant.*
A ten-foot-tall angel in an official's uniform (minus the badges) walks over. "Hello there. How are you today?"
"Hello. I am quite fiii..." *His voice trails off weakly, as he blankly stares at the ten foot tall angel. He sure seems quite surprised.*
The angel gives a polite bow. "As is customary for my kind, I shall say, 'Be not afraid.' As it happens, I am off duty for the foreseeable future. It is good to hear that you are doing moderately well despite current circumstances."
*A foxfolk, wearing a sedge shade, light tan in color, and a rather rudimentary robe, brown with a jet black sash, walks to the front of the tavern, and just sits there, drinking tea. He seems like an average vagrant.*
A ten-foot-tall angel in an official's uniform (minus the badges) walks over. "Hello there. How are you today?"
"Hello. I am quite fiii..." *His voice trails off weakly, as he blankly stares at the ten foot tall angel. He sure seems quite surprised.*
The angel gives a polite bow. "As is customary for my kind, I shall say, 'Be not afraid.' As it happens, I am off duty for the foreseeable future. It is good to hear that you are doing moderately well despite current circumstances."
"I-I see. Well, I welcome you. How are you today?" *He seems to be thinking to himself.*
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The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
Felix opens his eyes. "Oh, um, sorry sir. I'm not a child, my species is just shaped like this. I smelled your baking, I wanted to see if I could identify every ingredient. I've been training in something called 'Food Honor,' and that's supposed to be one of the things you can do with it."
He smells the creature behind the door. Celestial, but genetically closer to Sytosc than a standard angel or unicorn. Chorus Whale oil, a powerful reagent and magical fuel. Some sort of metal that he doesn't recognize. And faintly, deeply, there is the smell of humanoid flesh.
"Believe me when I say that you are most likely younger than I." He says and slices it, setting it on a plate and handing it to him.
He grumbles something and opens the door "Yes?"
"Oh, y-you meant, like, as a colloquialism or something. Sorry, that is likely appropriate." He takes a bite of the pie. "Wow... that's a lot of flavor. This is really good, man."
An enormous angel stands before him, dressed in a white-and-gold, official-looking uniform minus the badges. "Hello there, citizen. I have reason to believe that you are... a non-humanoid with tastes differing from the mundane. While I have no reason to expose you or threaten you, I wanted to tell you so we can get started without any unneeded deception from either party. I have a request to make of you, and although it is a very unusual one, I believe you would find it very pleasing and simple. I can pay you for it, of course."
Yuri is laying on the ground, her eyes closed. She is napping in the grass, which is unusual because she doesn't need to sleep.
Donn is baking a pie, humming to himself as he does. The pies flavor seems to be elderberry and pear.
Scott is reading in the tavern, in the library.
William is currently making a lasagna while humming to himself. The Red Plate seems to be closed today however .
He sees Isaac looking through the books
Scott ties back in hair in a ponytail and waves "Hello."
He waves back "how are you?"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*A foxfolk, wearing a sedge shade, light tan in color, and a rather rudimentary robe, brown with a jet black sash, walks to the front of the tavern, and just sits there, drinking tea. He seems like an average vagrant.*
A ten-foot-tall angel in an official's uniform (minus the badges) walks over. "Hello there. How are you today?"
"Hello. I am quite fiii..." *His voice trails off weakly, as he blankly stares at the ten foot tall angel. He sure seems quite surprised.*
The angel gives a polite bow. "As is customary for my kind, I shall say, 'Be not afraid.' As it happens, I am off duty for the foreseeable future. It is good to hear that you are doing moderately well despite current circumstances."
"I-I see. Well, I welcome you. How are you today?" *He seems to be thinking to himself.*
"I was decommissioned yesterday, but besides that, I am doing very well. I am on the right track to making at least one friend, possibly up to three. I should introduce myself. I am Azabrose, a demon. I was not a demon until very recently, and I am still adjusting to that fact. How about yourself?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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Scott ties back in hair in a ponytail and waves "Hello."
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
*Let's mix things up a bit*
Felix smells the pie and waddles over, eyes closed, whispering the ingredients as he does so.
There is a gentle knock on the door.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Donn looks up, head tilted. "Hello there child?" He says.
He looks up, a brow raised. He walks over, wiping his hands off on a tea towel.
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
Theres some shuffling in the grass, georgie carfully approaching the sleeping fey
She still sleeps despite him wandering over
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
Felix opens his eyes. "Oh, um, sorry sir. I'm not a child, my species is just shaped like this. I smelled your baking, I wanted to see if I could identify every ingredient. I've been training in something called 'Food Honor,' and that's supposed to be one of the things you can do with it."
He smells the creature behind the door. Celestial, but genetically closer to Sytosc than a standard angel or unicorn. Chorus Whale oil, a powerful reagent and magical fuel. Some sort of metal that he doesn't recognize. And faintly, deeply, there is the smell of humanoid flesh.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*A foxfolk, wearing a sedge shade, light tan in color, and a rather rudimentary robe, brown with a jet black sash, walks to the front of the tavern, and just sits there, drinking tea. He seems like an average vagrant.*
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
he smiles, lightly tapping her, "Hi miss yuri"
A ten-foot-tall angel in an official's uniform (minus the badges) walks over. "Hello there. How are you today?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hello. I am quite fiii..." *His voice trails off weakly, as he blankly stares at the ten foot tall angel. He sure seems quite surprised.*
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
"Believe me when I say that you are most likely younger than I." He says and slices it, setting it on a plate and handing it to him.
He grumbles something and opens the door "Yes?"
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
She stirs slightly, her eyes not opening.
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
The angel gives a polite bow. "As is customary for my kind, I shall say, 'Be not afraid.' As it happens, I am off duty for the foreseeable future. It is good to hear that you are doing moderately well despite current circumstances."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He tilts his head, kneeling down and nudging her more
"I-I see. Well, I welcome you. How are you today?" *He seems to be thinking to himself.*
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
She still does not wake, only getting nudged
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
"Oh, y-you meant, like, as a colloquialism or something. Sorry, that is likely appropriate." He takes a bite of the pie. "Wow... that's a lot of flavor. This is really good, man."
An enormous angel stands before him, dressed in a white-and-gold, official-looking uniform minus the badges. "Hello there, citizen. I have reason to believe that you are... a non-humanoid with tastes differing from the mundane. While I have no reason to expose you or threaten you, I wanted to tell you so we can get started without any unneeded deception from either party. I have a request to make of you, and although it is a very unusual one, I believe you would find it very pleasing and simple. I can pay you for it, of course."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yuri?" He says, a little more worried sounding
He waves back "how are you?"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"I was decommissioned yesterday, but besides that, I am doing very well. I am on the right track to making at least one friend, possibly up to three. I should introduce myself. I am Azabrose, a demon. I was not a demon until very recently, and I am still adjusting to that fact. How about yourself?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels