Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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"So, how has life been for you?"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
He sighs, and lets Felix lean against him, keeping himself warm “Felix, I understand, even if you are processing, it’s best to do that without wallowing. That sounds like it would have ended up toxic, not true to who you really are as a person, and as a result would have degraded you to this or to what they thought you were. I’m here for you man.”
“Back to working the family business, so not amazing. Though not terrible either, I’m allowed to eat fruit now.” He looks to the wine in the glass.
"Hmm, still the master of deception?" one of Lify's horns (the broken one) stops glowing
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*Got an idea for a Mindflayer who is just a empath.*
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
*ohhhh nice*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"I know it was probably best that it didn't happen, but..." He fidgets with his handpaws. "I... no one ever... showed affection to me like that. What if I pushed him away, not because of some sort of uncanny insight, but because I was afraid of being loved?" His voice breaks on the last word, making the latter half of it more of a quiet squeak. "I don't want to be someone who pushes people away... but I did it with William, and now I've done it with Cyvus."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Gentleboi Braineater the Third*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He looks to the horn “Master of deception?” He smiles “You make it sound like I’m a criminal.”
"Ahhh, I forgot- it's a business!" she smirks
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
He looks down to them, softly slapping the side of their face “Look at me, look me in the eyes. You are not pushing them away because you’re afraid of love, you tried to love William and he pushed you away, Cyvus thought of you as something you weren’t. I care about you, I won’t let you begin to hate yourself for something that isn’t your fault. You are making the right choices.”
“Ah you remembered.” He chuckles “How have you been?”
"Kinda depressed, I mean- I did kill my sister like two weeks ago" her broken horn crumbles a bit more, and it looks like ink is dripping out of it
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*Okie dokie, time to cause chaos.*
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. Its actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
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
He tilts his head “Oh she’s dead?” He reaches up to the horn, though his arm length isn’t enough to get all the way there “Tell me more, I’m here for you.”
She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
"Not really." he shrugs, stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets.
"How're you? I was worried!!!"
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
"So she tried to kill me... and I forget- it's all... hazy"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Felix looks up into Rag's eyes, tears filling his own. "I don't want to be vulnerable, Rag. But I have to be, or else I'll be cold to people who need me. But now it seems like I can't be either." He sighs. "You know, I was at such a high point before Cyvus came over. I-I, like, saved my friends from these demon queens and stuff..." He wipes his tears on his sleeve. "...and I was, like, really confident and happy and I was full of cool ideas, like a weight had been lifted from my mind, but then that big, dumb lion..." He snuffles, pressing his cheek gainst Rag.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Wendi.*
He laughs and smiles, “How have you been?” He says, pulling a chair next to them for them.
“Sounds like somebody’s bein’ humble.” He slaps his shoulder softly before returning his focus to the statue “Oh, an’ I’m gettin’ hitched.”
“I was worried about you! I’m doin’ great!” She smiles wide, her fangs sharp and bright.