Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, 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. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, 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. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
"Fair enough. It's pretty good anyway, if you can get past the burning sensation in your teeth." He puts it away. "I'm glad you consider my company a least marginally better than this slop."
"Unless you've done something I personally find to be a slight against me in anyway, consider yourself a friend. If I find you do something I don't like, I will make sure you know you are no longer welcome in my vicinity again." He said, his tone cold but his golden eyes burning "I don't mean that in a rude way, forgive me... I've had rather horrible times where people I have seen as friends have decided to do things behind my back I don't enjoy. I want you to know where I stand."
He holds up his paws. "Which I understand completely. Honestly, I'd rather not get on your bad side. You were able to turn the garbage I was making into something truly worth enjoying. Not even the Beast could do that. You seem like a decent person, which, really, could anyone ask for better than 'decent?' I'm glad to consider you a friend. Especially since you could probably snap my neck with less than two fingers, which is always a nice trait."
*Rag talked to Luciano about it, but I'm not sure if they agreed on anything.*
Desi watches, eating spicy fried chicken, eggs, and waffles. "Why does a big guy like you even need a weapon? Judging by your attire, you're not going for status."
He swings down on one of the dummies with the halberd, stopping right before hitting it "For the sake of keeping myself sharp, there are more stronger than I. I must be prepared for anything, to protect my friends."
"Hm. That's some concerning information. I hope I don't encounter any of those things you feel you need to ready yourself for."
"Don't worry, I protect everyone in this town, whether I know them or not." The dummy he didn't hit begins to melt from the heat caused by the air around it.
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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.'
"Hm. That's some concerning information. I hope I don't encounter any of those things you feel you need to ready yourself for."
"Don't worry, I protect everyone in this town, whether I know them or not." The dummy he didn't hit begins to melt from the heat caused by the air around it.
He nods slowly. "I should introduce myself. Captain Desi Glodzony, the Starved. It's an old nickname."
He looks away, chewing his lip. when he turns back, he pours them another drink. "Well, you've got... t-the looks for that."
"I know." He winks, taking the drink and knocking it back. He purposely runs his tongue over his lips, smiling.
His green eyes lock onto theirs momentarily, him still flushing softly. "What's your name?.. And- have you done anything I might have seen?..."
"Perhaps." He smiles "My name is Nik. A pleasure to meet you." He purrs.
He all but melts, pouring them another drink.... he's gonna get flamed by his boss. "W-wow. My name is Toothless" he says, smiling, revealing the existence of no teeth. "I was called that because they thought I don't have teeth, but they're just hidden."
He grins and leans forward "Mind if I find out for myself?" He asks, tilting his head.
He flushes and rubs the back of his head, but eventually nods, opening his mouth again.
"Not what I meant." He wraps an arm around the back of Toothless's neck and kisses him.
"O-oh" he flushes, embarrassed, turning even more red as they kiss him. He holds the side of their face, kissing him back. His teeth come out of his gums with the excitement,
Nik pulls away "There we go. That's cool." He grins.
"You smell.. nice..." he says, smiling meakly, revealing his perfect white teeth.
"Thank you, I've always like the smell of smoke. I'm glad to have found a cologne like it." He grins and runs his fingers over their teeth.
A lanky human girl in a common pink dress sits at a table in the inn, waiting for nothing in particular. Her long brown hair is braided in one thick braid down her back, and her skin is the color of cinnamon.
Outside of the inn, a short human with shaggily-cropped black hair is sparring with a dummy
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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)
"Fair enough. It's pretty good anyway, if you can get past the burning sensation in your teeth." He puts it away. "I'm glad you consider my company a least marginally better than this slop."
"Unless you've done something I personally find to be a slight against me in anyway, consider yourself a friend. If I find you do something I don't like, I will make sure you know you are no longer welcome in my vicinity again." He said, his tone cold but his golden eyes burning "I don't mean that in a rude way, forgive me... I've had rather horrible times where people I have seen as friends have decided to do things behind my back I don't enjoy. I want you to know where I stand."
He holds up his paws. "Which I understand completely. Honestly, I'd rather not get on your bad side. You were able to turn the garbage I was making into something truly worth enjoying. Not even the Beast could do that. You seem like a decent person, which, really, could anyone ask for better than 'decent?' I'm glad to consider you a friend. Especially since you could probably snap my neck with less than two fingers, which is always a nice trait."
"I am a chef, it's what I do. I have a restaurant not far from here, if you ever need something, you can find me there. If you are ever hungry, stop by and I can make you something, I tend to do that a lot it seems." He huffs "and I am not going to hurt you, now or ever. I might yell at you from time to time but there is nothing behind it. Probably just annoyance. If someone hurts someone only because their upset, they are disgusting creatures who deserve to be thrown into the ocean with rocks in their pockets."
She boops his nose "You're learning." She smiles wide "Now, enjoy the moment in everything you do. We can... enjoy moments together."
He doesn't move, his chest glow softening slowly, his horns dimming.
He takes it out of the broth, putting it in the warm blankets, going back home with them.
He licks her finger, chirping. "You've taught me so much..."
She lifts his chin up, making him look at her. She kisses him softly. "Gonna tell me what you said?~"
It begins to pulse green.
"It is only fair to my true love." She says, mock curtsying "Being noblity was so utterly boring."
His eyes glow with an unearthly radiance, his face shifting in confusion at the kiss, his voice not his own "Ah, I am still trapped in this mortal's body. A shame."
He sits in the forest, his scales and covers keeping them warm as he waits. Being an undead, he technically doesn't need anything. So he waits.
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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.'
"Hm. That's some concerning information. I hope I don't encounter any of those things you feel you need to ready yourself for."
"Don't worry, I protect everyone in this town, whether I know them or not." The dummy he didn't hit begins to melt from the heat caused by the air around it.
He nods slowly. "I should introduce myself. Captain Desi Glodzony, the Starved. It's an old nickname."
He puts his halberd down as the last dummy melts down to nothing "I apologize, I haven't introduced myself either. I am Ragnerious."
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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.'
"It's... horrible. The job itself isn't the hard part, it's the employers. It's working with the system that I hate, working with corrupt, money-grubbing officers that I need to throw the book at just to keep from cheating me out of my gold, working with politicians who would much rather I disappeared under the cover of night only to be found in pieces spread across the sewers."
She chews on his words, frowning. "Well... damn..." she sighs, taking another drink. "I don't even know how to respond to that"
"Yeah, well, sometimes you just gotta throw up your hands and say 'life's (gp)' and leave it at that. I indulge myself to the fullest, and the only reason I don't let people just kill me is because I'm dying on my own terms. I'm gonna be a big shot, and I'm gonna show everyone who ever looked down on me that I can do great things, that I and I alone rose from that pitiful urchin in the slowly sinking slums to nobility and grace. I'll own a mansion in Waterdeep, and I'll have my own family crest, and I will finally do what every politician in the past 80 years promised: make life better for my hometown of Mistshore. People will have homes! Food! Jobs! And anyone who stands in my way will be given a picture of what life is really like in that cold, merciless hell!" He slams his fist on the table, causing the coins and food to jump slightly.
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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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She swirls her own drink, sipping it down slightly, watching them do the same with a bit of enjoyment in her eyes "See?"
He just leans against her chest, his arms tight around her, muttering something into her fur, which she can't make out.
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.)
"Do you like having visitors?"
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, 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. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*BRB*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, 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. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
He holds up his paws. "Which I understand completely. Honestly, I'd rather not get on your bad side. You were able to turn the garbage I was making into something truly worth enjoying. Not even the Beast could do that. You seem like a decent person, which, really, could anyone ask for better than 'decent?' I'm glad to consider you a friend. Especially since you could probably snap my neck with less than two fingers, which is always a nice trait."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She boops his nose "You're learning." She smiles wide "Now, enjoy the moment in everything you do. We can... enjoy moments together."
He doesn't move, his chest glow softening slowly, his horns dimming.
He takes it out of the broth, putting it in the warm blankets, going back home with them.
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.)
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.)
He nods slowly. "I should introduce myself. Captain Desi Glodzony, the Starved. It's an old nickname."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Thank you, I've always like the smell of smoke. I'm glad to have found a cologne like it." He grins and runs his fingers over their teeth.
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
A lanky human girl in a common pink dress sits at a table in the inn, waiting for nothing in particular. Her long brown hair is braided in one thick braid down her back, and her skin is the color of cinnamon.
Outside of the inn, a short human with shaggily-cropped black hair is sparring with a dummy
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 am a chef, it's what I do. I have a restaurant not far from here, if you ever need something, you can find me there. If you are ever hungry, stop by and I can make you something, I tend to do that a lot it seems." He huffs "and I am not going to hurt you, now or ever. I might yell at you from time to time but there is nothing behind it. Probably just annoyance. If someone hurts someone only because their upset, they are disgusting creatures who deserve to be thrown into the ocean with rocks in their pockets."
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
"It is only fair to my true love." She says, mock curtsying "Being noblity was so utterly boring."
His eyes glow with an unearthly radiance, his face shifting in confusion at the kiss, his voice not his own "Ah, I am still trapped in this mortal's body. A shame."
He sits in the forest, his scales and covers keeping them warm as he waits. Being an undead, he technically doesn't need anything. So he waits.
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.)
He puts his halberd down as the last dummy melts down to nothing "I apologize, I haven't introduced myself either. I am Ragnerious."
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.)
(good evening)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Yeah, well, sometimes you just gotta throw up your hands and say 'life's (gp)' and leave it at that. I indulge myself to the fullest, and the only reason I don't let people just kill me is because I'm dying on my own terms. I'm gonna be a big shot, and I'm gonna show everyone who ever looked down on me that I can do great things, that I and I alone rose from that pitiful urchin in the slowly sinking slums to nobility and grace. I'll own a mansion in Waterdeep, and I'll have my own family crest, and I will finally do what every politician in the past 80 years promised: make life better for my hometown of Mistshore. People will have homes! Food! Jobs! And anyone who stands in my way will be given a picture of what life is really like in that cold, merciless hell!" He slams his fist on the table, causing the coins and food to jump slightly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels