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.
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.
*sure i don't have much i guess I'll bring back some characters I never properly introduced here, though they got a story of their own after the dnd* A slight young woman strolls out from the woods, her wooden leg accentuating her unsteady gait. Her skin is pale and marked with scars, but her face is peaceful despite her sad eyes. A sheperd's crook carved with runes helps her keep balance as she walks into the garden.
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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)
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.
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
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.
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
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.
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
Mint stares at the strange cook show, confused
*Where are they watching it from? Also, could I have a description?*
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
Mint stares at the strange cook show, confused
*Where are they watching it from? Also, could I have a description?*
*They are watching it from a small clearish orb, and they are a white furred tabaxi with lynxlike ears and a long swaying tail. She has general pirate clothing, and a rapier and a shortsword. She has pitch black eyes with white circular pupils*
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.
*sure i don't have much i guess I'll bring back some characters I never properly introduced here, though they got a story of their own after the dnd* A slight young woman strolls out from the woods, her wooden leg accentuating her unsteady gait. Her skin is pale and marked with scars, but her face is peaceful despite her sad eyes. A sheperd's crook carved with runes helps her keep balance as she walks into the garden.
*can you guess who?*
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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)
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.
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.
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
Mint stares at the strange cook show, confused
*Where are they watching it from? Also, could I have a description?*
*They are watching it from a small clearish orb, and they are a white furred tabaxi with lynxlike ears and a long swaying tail. She has general pirate clothing, and a rapier and a shortsword. She has pitch black eyes with white circular pupils*
*Adorable*
Suddenly, without warning, it cuts to what we would call a Public Service Announcement. It's the cook, torn apart and lying against a tree. Text on the orb reads S A V E T H E M.
Then it cuts back to the cooking show, but everything is covered in blood, and the cook is staring directly at the sensor, their screen black.
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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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*Heya :3*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
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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.
*Don't we all? My purpose in life is to be gay furry of cringeness :3*
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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 introed a 70s tv robot man a while back.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Oh my gosh... That sounds utterly insane. Don't you only get one hook or something in 2v8?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*sure i don't have much i guess I'll bring back some characters I never properly introduced here, though they got a story of their own after the dnd*
A slight young woman strolls out from the woods, her wooden leg accentuating her unsteady gait. Her skin is pale and marked with scars, but her face is peaceful despite her sad eyes. A sheperd's crook carved with runes helps her keep balance as she walks into the garden.
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 finally back, does anyone want to rp or anything?*
*sure! :3*
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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.
*Who would you like?*
*Here's my intro if anyone's interested.*
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Can I have Evan, Thane, and James?*
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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.
Mint stares at the strange cook show, confused
. ݁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.
*Where are they watching it from? Also, could I have a description?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Here you go.*
Evan is sitting in the forest, warming up their hands next to the fire they made with their magic.
Thane has been keeping himself strong, and considering becoming a teacher, considering he’s decent well educated.
James has trying out his suit, adjusting it to be just prefer for the wedding day.
*They are watching it from a small clearish orb, and they are a white furred tabaxi with lynxlike ears and a long swaying tail. She has general pirate clothing, and a rapier and a shortsword. She has pitch black eyes with white circular pupils*
. ݁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.
*can you guess who?*
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)
Wind is sitting in a tree looking to them "Hello! I've been looking for ya"
Basil is wandering around, mumbling about some issue with diplomacy
Lify looks to him and waves "Hello" *Oh also uh do you have an idea and what the suit looks like?*
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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 over to them and waves, smiling “Oh you were? Sorry,”
Thane waves over to them with a smile on his face, pencil in his hand, writing something down.
(Probably something with dark colors, Maroon with some bright white details) He looks over to her, adjusting his black tie “Hello, love.”
(anyone want to rp)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
He jumps down from the tree "Hello!"
Basil walks over, waving
"How are you doing?" Lify is smiling thinking about the fact that she's gonna marry James soon
. ݁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.
*Adorable*
Suddenly, without warning, it cuts to what we would call a Public Service Announcement. It's the cook, torn apart and lying against a tree. Text on the orb reads S A V E T H E M.
Then it cuts back to the cooking show, but everything is covered in blood, and the cook is staring directly at the sensor, their screen black.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels