"It's not about hiding your identity- that's a spy. If you kill in a way over and over again 'til people see that as your killin' way, ya get well known. just don't die"
He can smell something burning, like plastic on a stove, the horrid smell of chemicals. The air feels different, heavy almost, like it would crush them at any moment. He see's a man standing towards the edge of the treeline. It's shadowy almost, like a dream, but they are watching him... With the same eyes as Max.
Minnie is watching over him while knitting him a sweater.
They can see an elfen woman and a human man outside a recently renovated bar, stringing up some lights. The woman waves and smiles "Hello dear."
He puts the helmet on, the rest of his armor coming together around him as he tries to walk towards Max through the thick and heavy air. He looks into those eyes, making sure to breath in the air little.
He stirs, his eyes opening to see them there. He waves sleepily "H-hello auntie Minnie."
He looks at the both of them with one eye, squawking slightly confused at why they're talking to him before waving back. He tilts his head, his voice matching his age "Hello."
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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.'
*Okay! This is for ambrosia then!* A grackle with a pink ribbon around its neck is pecking around the graveyard, and pecks around ambrosia's feet
She picks up the grackle. She takes off the ribbon, “Oh? I gift for me?” Her voice deeply refined, like a member of nobility “You look quite delicious don’t you?”
A bubbly voice pipes from just inside the tree line. "Cricket? Where did you run off to?" suddenly, a small young woman with long pink hair and a frilly dress comes into the graveyard, still calling. Then, she sees ambrosia holding the bird and shouts "HEY!" *gonna have to go soon*
They have to them, tilting their head curiously, smiling at them softly “Is this little treat yours?” She asks, putting it down after plucking one of the feathers off of it before sending it towards the young woman.
"Yes! And she's not for eating." the bird lands on the brim of her witch's hat
She puts her other hand on her hips "Really? She looks like a real snack though. Well, nice to meet you."
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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 not about hiding your identity- that's a spy. If you kill in a way over and over again 'til people see that as your killin' way, ya get well known. just don't die"
"Well, dying stops most jobs right?" He says with a chuckle "If I ever need an assassin I suppose I know who to call then don't I?"
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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.'
*I don't say this nearly enough to y'all but I deeply cherish the people that you are, were, and will become. I know most of us will never meet in real life never get to shake each other's hand, hug one another, but these times on DDB like today, I realize how lucky I am to have met each and everyone of you. You have all taught me something different about the world that I would've been blind to if I had never had met you. You have let me experience emotions I don't think I would've had ever been able to experience if I hadn't been on here. I love you all so much and you mean more to me than anything in this world or the next.*
He can smell something burning, like plastic on a stove, the horrid smell of chemicals. The air feels different, heavy almost, like it would crush them at any moment. He see's a man standing towards the edge of the treeline. It's shadowy almost, like a dream, but they are watching him... With the same eyes as Max.
Minnie is watching over him while knitting him a sweater.
They can see an elfen woman and a human man outside a recently renovated bar, stringing up some lights. The woman waves and smiles "Hello dear."
He puts the helmet on, the rest of his armor coming together around him as he tries to walk towards Max through the thick and heavy air. He looks into those eyes, making sure to breath in the air little.
He stirs, his eyes opening to see them there. He waves sleepily "H-hello auntie Minnie."
He looks at the both of them with one eye, squawking slightly confused at why they're talking to him before waving back. He tilts his head, his voice matching his age "Hello."
As he gets closer, the figure seems to become ghostly. A man wearing a black cloak with a hood over his head, his skin as dark as the night with skeletal markings over it in white. A green glow seems to form from deep in his chest, pulsing like a heartbeat.
"How're you dearie?" She asks, tilting her head.
"How're you dear?" The man asks and scratches his bushy beard.
*I don't say this nearly enough to y'all but I deeply cherish the people that you are, were, and will become. I know most of us will never meet in real life never get to shake each other's hand, hug one another, but these times on DDB like today, I realize how lucky I am to have met each and everyone of you. You have all taught me something different about the world that I would've been blind to if I had never had met you. You have let me experience emotions I don't think I would've had ever been able to experience if I hadn't been on here. I love you all so much and you mean more to me than anything in this world or the next.*
"It's not about hiding your identity- that's a spy. If you kill in a way over and over again 'til people see that as your killin' way, ya get well known. just don't die"
"Well, dying stops most jobs right?" He says with a chuckle "If I ever need an assassin I suppose I know who to call then don't I?"
*Okay! This is for ambrosia then!* A grackle with a pink ribbon around its neck is pecking around the graveyard, and pecks around ambrosia's feet
She picks up the grackle. She takes off the ribbon, “Oh? I gift for me?” Her voice deeply refined, like a member of nobility “You look quite delicious don’t you?”
A bubbly voice pipes from just inside the tree line. "Cricket? Where did you run off to?" suddenly, a small young woman with long pink hair and a frilly dress comes into the graveyard, still calling. Then, she sees ambrosia holding the bird and shouts "HEY!" *gonna have to go soon*
They have to them, tilting their head curiously, smiling at them softly “Is this little treat yours?” She asks, putting it down after plucking one of the feathers off of it before sending it towards the young woman.
"Yes! And she's not for eating." the bird lands on the brim of her witch's hat
She puts her other hand on her hips "Really? She looks like a real snack though. Well, nice to meet you."
"nice is a strong word for it" she waves her fingers and another pink ribbon comes into existence and ties itself around the grackle's neck.
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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 don't say this nearly enough to y'all but I deeply cherish the people that you are, were, and will become. I know most of us will never meet in real life never get to shake each other's hand, hug one another, but these times on DDB like today, I realize how lucky I am to have met each and everyone of you. You have all taught me something different about the world that I would've been blind to if I had never had met you. You have let me experience emotions I don't think I would've had ever been able to experience if I hadn't been on here. I love you all so much and you mean more to me than anything in this world or the next.*
*:) Thank you for saying that. Love you too. You're a wonderful person.*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I don't say this nearly enough to y'all but I deeply cherish the people that you are, were, and will become. I know most of us will never meet in real life never get to shake each other's hand, hug one another, but these times on DDB like today, I realize how lucky I am to have met each and everyone of you. You have all taught me something different about the world that I would've been blind to if I had never had met you. You have let me experience emotions I don't think I would've had ever been able to experience if I hadn't been on here. I love you all so much and you mean more to me than anything in this world or the next.*
*ahhhhh, no ur gonna make me cry [hug]*
*ur like my best friend, you mean so much to me too*
*Love you more.*
*well dang, now I gotta learn to drive so I can yoink you too*
*I don't say this nearly enough to y'all but I deeply cherish the people that you are, were, and will become. I know most of us will never meet in real life never get to shake each other's hand, hug one another, but these times on DDB like today, I realize how lucky I am to have met each and everyone of you. You have all taught me something different about the world that I would've been blind to if I had never had met you. You have let me experience emotions I don't think I would've had ever been able to experience if I hadn't been on here. I love you all so much and you mean more to me than anything in this world or the next.*
*ahhhhh, no ur gonna make me cry [hug]*
*ur like my best friend, you mean so much to me too*
*Love you more.*
*well dang, now I gotta learn to drive so I can yoink you too*
*MY BOI-*
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
*be afraid*
*cut with Jester*
"It's not about hiding your identity- that's a spy. If you kill in a way over and over again 'til people see that as your killin' way, ya get well known. just don't die"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He puts the helmet on, the rest of his armor coming together around him as he tries to walk towards Max through the thick and heavy air. He looks into those eyes, making sure to breath in the air little.
He stirs, his eyes opening to see them there. He waves sleepily "H-hello auntie Minnie."
He looks at the both of them with one eye, squawking slightly confused at why they're talking to him before waving back. He tilts his head, his voice matching his age "Hello."
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.)
*Same.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She puts her other hand on her hips "Really? She looks like a real snack though. Well, nice to meet you."
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.)
"Well, dying stops most jobs right?" He says with a chuckle "If I ever need an assassin I suppose I know who to call then don't I?"
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.)
*(lovingly noms thy brane)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
As he gets closer, the figure seems to become ghostly. A man wearing a black cloak with a hood over his head, his skin as dark as the night with skeletal markings over it in white. A green glow seems to form from deep in his chest, pulsing like a heartbeat.
"How're you dearie?" She asks, tilting her head.
"How're you dear?" The man asks and scratches his bushy beard.
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
*Man, we should've hung out before.*
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
*Love you too.*
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 guess you do" she chuckles a slight bit
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*I'm sorry, I must go, I may return later.*
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 is a strong word for it" she waves her fingers and another pink ribbon comes into existence and ties itself around the grackle's neck.
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)
*:) Thank you for saying that. Love you too. You're a wonderful person.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*well dang, now I gotta learn to drive so I can yoink you too*
*yuh*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*If you yoink me, please make it gentle.*
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
*buh bye*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Yuh.*
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