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."
"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."
*Ouch*
"I'll take you up on that offer. The first one, I mean, I plan on dying of a heart attack, not of old age while they try to find all my pockets to put rocks in them." He chuckles. "I'm sorry if I implied that I thought you would hurt me. That's not what I meant to communicate. What I meant was that you're big and strong in your own right. It's only been recently that I've been nourished enough to even fire a rifle without breaking my shoulder."
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.
"I will, don't worry about that." He smirks.
He smiles meakly again, running a claw over the bar in a circle. "Mmm, o-okay..."
Nik kisses his shoulder and waves a hand, summoning a cigarette to his hand.
He pours them another drink, a stupid smile on his face. "You're.. a great kisser..."
"You're too kind." He grins, knocking that one back "I personally like your 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
*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"
"Let me know if you change your mind, Kay?" she says, winking and walking away.
"Everybody has a reason to fight... how is yours different?" she grumbles.
*boink*
*oops sorry*
"I will!" she goes back to her book
"It isn't. *i spy a strawman fallacy*"
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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)
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."
*Ouch*
"I'll take you up on that offer. The first one, I mean, I plan on dying of a heart attack, not of old age while they try to find all my pockets to put rocks in them." He chuckles. "I'm sorry if I implied that I thought you would hurt me. That's not what I meant to communicate. What I meant was that you're big and strong in your own right. It's only been recently that I've been nourished enough to even fire a rifle without breaking my shoulder."
"Food is a lifeblood. Provides us with energy to do things, to move, to speak. Everything needs food or some form of energy to survive." He says, sighing "You deserve to eat as much as the next one."
"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.
She just nods gently, used to patrons ranting.
He takes a deep breath to calm down. "So, how are you?"
"I'm good!!!" She giggles before hugging her back.
TH chuckles "My recent client was very happy with our work."
"I don't care if you couldn't tell."
They eventually put her back down "Do ya want some gumbo? How're things goin' with Sparrow? Why didn't ya tell me you were gettin' hitched with 'em?"
He takes the sack of gold "I needed money for more ammo, great." He continues eating the oats "I'm happy I can really help these people."
He aims Rosmeary to where the voice came from and fires a warning shot. To hit:22
"You were havin' your own issues at the time and it didn't feel right to suddenly bring up my stuff when you were feeling bad." She smiles "And things are going good, might be having a kid soon!"
"Better than letting them sit by and suffer." he says and sits down beside them.
He is able to dodge it quickly but barely, moving out of the way. "Oi, that's rude."
"I'm good!!!" She giggles before hugging her back.
TH chuckles "My recent client was very happy with our work."
"I don't care if you couldn't tell."
They eventually put her back down "Do ya want some gumbo? How're things goin' with Sparrow? Why didn't ya tell me you were gettin' hitched with 'em?"
He takes the sack of gold "I needed money for more ammo, great." He continues eating the oats "I'm happy I can really help these people."
He aims Rosmeary to where the voice came from and fires a warning shot. To hit:22
"You were havin' your own issues at the time and it didn't feel right to suddenly bring up my stuff when you were feeling bad." She smiles "And things are going good, might be having a kid soon!"
"Better than letting them sit by and suffer." he says and sits down beside them.
He is able to dodge it quickly but barely, moving out of the way. "Oi, that's rude."
"I ain't got any issues. Don't worry 'bout me none." She smiles with surprise and joy "Yer havin' a kid?! Ya an' Sparrow did the..." She wiggles her eyebrows, before slapping their arm softly "I'm happy ta hear that. I'm gonna be an aunt!"
He raises the bowl of oats, offering them some "I'm so happy, we could actually be a help."
"An' so is tryin' ta kill my wife." He says, blowing the smoke of Rosemary and holstering 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.'
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!
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*yos the egg*
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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!
*Ouch*
"I'll take you up on that offer. The first one, I mean, I plan on dying of a heart attack, not of old age while they try to find all my pockets to put rocks in them." He chuckles. "I'm sorry if I implied that I thought you would hurt me. That's not what I meant to communicate. What I meant was that you're big and strong in your own right. It's only been recently that I've been nourished enough to even fire a rifle without breaking my shoulder."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They eventually put her back down "Do ya want some gumbo? How're things goin' with Sparrow? Why didn't ya tell me you were gettin' hitched with 'em?"
He takes the sack of gold "I needed money for more ammo, great." He continues eating the oats "I'm happy I can really help these people."
He aims Rosmeary to where the voice came from and fires a warning shot. To hit:17
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.)
"You're too kind." He grins, knocking that one back "I personally like your 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
*oops sorry*
"I will!" she goes back to her book
"It isn't. *i spy a strawman fallacy*"
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)
"And I'll remain yours forever~" She says, kissing them again, leaving another mark.
"He's done more strange things than you know. I wish, I've been forced to watch some terrible things."
His heart breaks with pure joy at the child, taking their claw in his own, speaking soft words in Draconic (What do you want their name to be?)
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.)
"Nice to make a new connection. You ever been to Waterdeep, friend?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Hi wendo)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"I've traveled the world, most planes, but I have not yet been there. I have wanted to."
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.)
"Food is a lifeblood. Provides us with energy to do things, to move, to speak. Everything needs food or some form of energy to survive." He says, sighing "You deserve to eat as much as the next one."
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 takes a deep breath to calm down. "So, how are you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You were havin' your own issues at the time and it didn't feel right to suddenly bring up my stuff when you were feeling bad." She smiles "And things are going good, might be having a kid soon!"
"Better than letting them sit by and suffer." he says and sits down beside them.
He is able to dodge it quickly but barely, moving out of the way. "Oi, that's rude."
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 doesn't seem drunk or even tipsy "No need to thank me.'
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 ain't got any issues. Don't worry 'bout me none." She smiles with surprise and joy "Yer havin' a kid?! Ya an' Sparrow did the..." She wiggles her eyebrows, before slapping their arm softly "I'm happy ta hear that. I'm gonna be an aunt!"
He raises the bowl of oats, offering them some "I'm so happy, we could actually be a help."
"An' so is tryin' ta kill my wife." He says, blowing the smoke of Rosemary and holstering it.
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.)
*anyone wanna RP*
. ݁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!