*Since my brain won't S H U T U P, would anyone like to RP?*
*Im totally down to rp whenever you need it.*
*I got Alix, Allison, Ichigo, Scott, Stroth.*
*Honestly you can rp with whoever you want to deal with, seems like ya need it.*
*Any of your characters are fine, you make good characters Jester, don't forget that. You are a talented writer and your characters are so beautifully detailed.*
*Please don’t make me cry, these compliments are too much. My characters aren’t even that complex, this is supposed to be for you, not me. I wouldn’t know who to pick.*
*Your's are, they have stories, backgrounds. They are people you made and that's amazing.*
*Please, this is effecting me too much emotionally. Can play with the characters now?*
*[Kisses your forehead and hugs you] it's okay, I just want you to know how amazing you are.*
Allison is looking around for Jester, sheets of music under one arm.
Morgana is looking for Damian, a small box in her hands.
*Im going to intro a new character tomorrow because of you, thanks. Really.*
The Jester is found standing atop the wagon he rode in on, playing to his heart’s content.
Damian is sitting outside of the tavern, a little smile on his face as he looks to the sky.
*I'm glad to hear it, I can't wait to see them :)*
Allison listens and then claps when the song is done.
Morgana appears behind him, grinning "Ya numpty" she ruffles his hair.
Marvin holsters his gun. "Hello?" He asks into the wind.
*My next response will likely be very slow.*
Off to his side, he feels warm winds blow past him and now, in front of him, is a bipedal fox woman. She wears traditional Japanese clothing, her paws clasped behind her. Her multiple tails flick around, fire seeming to spark from them "Don't mind me dearie, just watching."
"I see. Is there something about me that interests you?" He sounds completely non-judgemental.
Marvin holsters his gun. "Hello?" He asks into the wind.
*My next response will likely be very slow.*
Off to his side, he feels warm winds blow past him and now, in front of him, is a bipedal fox woman. She wears traditional Japanese clothing, her paws clasped behind her. Her multiple tails flick around, fire seeming to spark from them "Don't mind me dearie, just watching."
"I see. Is there something about me that interests you?" He sounds completely non-judgemental.
"Yes actually! Your song!" She laughs warmly "I do enjoy music very much and your song drew me in."
*cut for salem* "Well, the plan's changed. I'll stay and work until I have a good amount of pocket money."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Since my brain won't S H U T U P, would anyone like to RP?*
*Im totally down to rp whenever you need it.*
*I got Alix, Allison, Ichigo, Scott, Stroth.*
*Honestly you can rp with whoever you want to deal with, seems like ya need it.*
*Any of your characters are fine, you make good characters Jester, don't forget that. You are a talented writer and your characters are so beautifully detailed.*
*Please don’t make me cry, these compliments are too much. My characters aren’t even that complex, this is supposed to be for you, not me. I wouldn’t know who to pick.*
*Your's are, they have stories, backgrounds. They are people you made and that's amazing.*
*Please, this is effecting me too much emotionally. Can play with the characters now?*
*[Kisses your forehead and hugs you] it's okay, I just want you to know how amazing you are.*
Allison is looking around for Jester, sheets of music under one arm.
Morgana is looking for Damian, a small box in her hands.
*Im going to intro a new character tomorrow because of you, thanks. Really.*
The Jester is found standing atop the wagon he rode in on, playing to his heart’s content.
Damian is sitting outside of the tavern, a little smile on his face as he looks to the sky.
*I'm glad to hear it, I can't wait to see them :)*
Allison listens and then claps when the song is done.
Morgana appears behind him, grinning "Ya numpty" she ruffles his hair.
The Jester sees them and tries to carefully make it off of the wagon, before tripping into a muddle puddle.
Damian smiles and moves his dread out of the way of his face “Morgana! You made it, and in time for the wedding.” He gets up and hugs her.
*Since my brain won't S H U T U P, would anyone like to RP?*
(sure)
Xan is looking for Isaac, grumbling about how cold it is.
isaac is by the fire. his cat is curled up in his lap
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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
*Since my brain won't S H U T U P, would anyone like to RP?*
*Wanna continue?*
*Sure*
Alix thinks for a moment before hugging her "Don't be sad. I just ask because, if you are, I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings or anything. I like you to!" His tails thumps against the seat "I would be honored to be by your side!"
She gasps quietly, hugging him back. A soft chirp escapes her throat. Her tail thumps on the off beat of his. "Thank you, I needed to hear that, Alix..."
He grins, picking her up bridal style "This calls for a drink! What do you want? Anything at all!"
She gasps again, giggling as she leans into him. "Maybe just some wine, and a few dim candles?.."
"Of course!" He nods, his earrings jingling. He walks over to the bar, with Reese still clutched to him, and orders a bottle of wine. He grins happily, his ears flicking about.
*Since my brain won't S H U T U P, would anyone like to RP?*
*Im totally down to rp whenever you need it.*
*I got Alix, Allison, Ichigo, Scott, Stroth.*
*Honestly you can rp with whoever you want to deal with, seems like ya need it.*
*Any of your characters are fine, you make good characters Jester, don't forget that. You are a talented writer and your characters are so beautifully detailed.*
*Please don’t make me cry, these compliments are too much. My characters aren’t even that complex, this is supposed to be for you, not me. I wouldn’t know who to pick.*
*Your's are, they have stories, backgrounds. They are people you made and that's amazing.*
*Please, this is effecting me too much emotionally. Can play with the characters now?*
*[Kisses your forehead and hugs you] it's okay, I just want you to know how amazing you are.*
Allison is looking around for Jester, sheets of music under one arm.
Morgana is looking for Damian, a small box in her hands.
*Im going to intro a new character tomorrow because of you, thanks. Really.*
The Jester is found standing atop the wagon he rode in on, playing to his heart’s content.
Damian is sitting outside of the tavern, a little smile on his face as he looks to the sky.
*I'm glad to hear it, I can't wait to see them :)*
Allison listens and then claps when the song is done.
Morgana appears behind him, grinning "Ya numpty" she ruffles his hair.
The Jester sees them and tries to carefully make it off of the wagon, before tripping into a muddle puddle.
Damian smiles and moves his dread out of the way of his face “Morgana! You made it, and in time for the wedding.” He gets up and hugs her.
She runs over, helping him up, laughing a bit "You okay there?"
She hugs him back "Of course. Why wouldn't I be." She huffed, folding her arms and poking him. She hands him the box "A present, for you, your wife, and your soon to be child."
*cut for salem* "Well, the plan's changed. I'll stay and work until I have a good amount of pocket money."
"Well, sounds like I've got a solid employee for a while. I don't think i'll ask much more of you than I already have, but, thank you for staying."
"I have a roof over my head, for the time being."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"I see. Is there something about me that interests you?" He sounds completely non-judgemental.
"Yes actually! Your song!" She laughs warmly "I do enjoy music very much and your song drew me in."
He smiles. "You must have good hearing. And accepting tastes. Most people only like a couple genres of music, and only certain songs within those genres."
"I see. Is there something about me that interests you?" He sounds completely non-judgemental.
"Yes actually! Your song!" She laughs warmly "I do enjoy music very much and your song drew me in."
He smiles. "You must have good hearing. And accepting tastes. Most people only like a couple genres of music, and only certain songs within those genres."
"All music is beautiful honey, you simply have to open your ears and your mind." She chuckles heartly.
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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
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*I'm glad to hear it, I can't wait to see them :)*
Allison listens and then claps when the song is done.
Morgana appears behind him, grinning "Ya numpty" she ruffles his hair.
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
"I see. Is there something about me that interests you?" He sounds completely non-judgemental.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yes actually! Your song!" She laughs warmly "I do enjoy music very much and your song drew me in."
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
*cut for salem*
"Well, the plan's changed. I'll stay and work until I have a good amount of pocket money."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He rubs his chin “I don’t need the help, if I did, I wouldn’t ask you either way. Help me with what?”
The Jester sees them and tries to carefully make it off of the wagon, before tripping into a muddle puddle.
Damian smiles and moves his dread out of the way of his face “Morgana! You made it, and in time for the wedding.” He gets up and hugs her.
isaac is by the fire. his cat is curled up in his lap
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
"Of course!" He nods, his earrings jingling. He walks over to the bar, with Reese still clutched to him, and orders a bottle of wine. He grins happily, his ears flicking about.
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 runs over, helping him up, laughing a bit "You okay there?"
She hugs him back "Of course. Why wouldn't I be." She huffed, folding her arms and poking him. She hands him the box "A present, for you, your wife, and your soon to be child."
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
"I have a roof over my head, for the time being."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He smiles. "You must have good hearing. And accepting tastes. Most people only like a couple genres of music, and only certain songs within those genres."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Xan jumps on Isaac, crawling next to him as close as he can get "it's freezing!'
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
"All music is beautiful honey, you simply have to open your ears and your mind." She chuckles heartly.
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