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 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.
"You'll have to tell me the name of it..." he grumbles softly, letting them.
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!
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
*boink*
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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)
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
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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.'
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
*Kill... or seduce?... (in a fry sanctioned way :3)*
"Can I help you, sweetie?" one of the employees asks, tossing her hair back.
"You fight well" Calls Reese, who had been resting nearby.
"oh, I'm alright!" she smiles
She stops for just a second to take a breath, and replies "I have to"
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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)
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
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!
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
Lify walks over to Merabelle
She looks to them, waving, smiling wide, revealing sharp fangs scattered around her mouth, none of them natural.
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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.'
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
*ILL TAKE YOUR ENTIRE STOCK-*
*Ah, seems someone likes my characters.*
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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.'
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
Lify walks over to Merabelle
She looks to them, waving, smiling wide, revealing sharp fangs scattered around her mouth, none of them natural.
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!
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
Lify walks over to Merabelle
She looks to them, waving, smiling wide, revealing sharp fangs scattered around her mouth, none of them natural.
"Hello again"
"Hello there little sweetheart." She says, taking her focus off stirring the gumbo. (She is bigger than Lify, if Lify hasn't grown much taller)
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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.'
"Well, then I'll visit every once and a while" Basil smiles
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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!
"I will, don't worry about that." He smirks.
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
*Dninner tnimne*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*that's what we call a bad [GP]ing omen!*
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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!
*boink*
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)
*Eh, just in case anyone else wants to rp, here's the rest of the cowboys.*
Merabelle is making gumbo out of the corpses of several recently killed creatures, her hands still covered in the blood at she sturs the pot, putting some of the blood into it to add flavor as she hums to herself. She's wearing a blood stained cooking apron along with a tight white shirt and bright blue jeans, insinuating her curves and grey skin.
Grimes is having something to eat, eating a bowl of oats with a spoon, sitting right outside of the forest, his sniper sitting next to him as he contemplates his life, looking to the sky above. Wearing his usual attire.
Sparrow is sitting outside of the tavern, thinking about how he might want to buy an actual home to live in as he carves himself some more statues of his family and friends, currently working on one of Riotan, wearing a bright white shirt and jeans, with his hat and boots.
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.)
"oh, I'm alright!" she smiles
She stops for just a second to take a breath, and replies "I have to"
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)
Lify walks over to Merabelle
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
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!
*ILL TAKE YOUR ENTIRE STOCK-*
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 looks to them, smirking "Did I not tell you? Silly me."
"Ah, it appears he has not yet pushed you away, a new record I suppose."
He doesn't do anything other than continue to read while 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.)
She looks to them, waving, smiling wide, revealing sharp fangs scattered around her mouth, none of them natural.
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.)
*Ah, seems someone likes my characters.*
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.)
"Hello again"
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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!
"Anyways, bye for now!"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
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!
"Hello there little sweetheart." She says, taking her focus off stirring the gumbo. (She is bigger than Lify, if Lify hasn't grown much taller)
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.)