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)
Anyone walking down one of the lonesome dirt roads on the outskirts of town can hear a small voice calling out. This voice comes from a patch of weeds that grows in the ditch at the base of a stone wall which runs along the side of the road.
Anyone walking down one of the lonesome dirt roads on the outskirts of town can hear a small voice calling out. This voice comes from a patch of weeds that grows in the ditch at the base of a stone wall which runs along the side of the road.
Kayla the gnome illusionist and gemcutter decides to take a walk on one of the lonely roads on the outskirts of town. She hears the voice and goes to investigate.
The voice is muffled, almost as if the speaker is gagged. When you pull apart the weeds you see a skull buried in the grass and roots. The weeds have grown around its mouth, clogging it up and holding it close, and the voice coming from the skull gets louder.
*Dzień dobry, wszystkim!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*visible confusion*
*Im gonna start the pbp in 15 minutes*
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
*Glurk*
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
*sup*
Theren is tuning his guitar outside.
Phoenix is trying to start the jeep.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Evenin to ya all*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Howdy to you too*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*hello all*
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)
*Hey*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Leo is petting a cat that he found
Flint is cowering from said cat
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Anyone walking down one of the lonesome dirt roads on the outskirts of town can hear a small voice calling out. This voice comes from a patch of weeds that grows in the ditch at the base of a stone wall which runs along the side of the road.
Kayla the gnome illusionist and gemcutter decides to take a walk on one of the lonely roads on the outskirts of town. She hears the voice and goes to investigate.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
Neki is walking to the tavern for work when he hears the voice. He feels drawn towards it and walks towards it.
”Is someone there?”
edit: darn I got Ninjaed. I’ll let Kayla do this scenario and I’ll be back later for a different one
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
The voice is muffled, almost as if the speaker is gagged. When you pull apart the weeds you see a skull buried in the grass and roots. The weeds have grown around its mouth, clogging it up and holding it close, and the voice coming from the skull gets louder.
Good morning
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
*Morning, how is everybody?*
*I'm good thanks! How are you?*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*I'm doing fine. Tried to make myself a home-made pumpkin spice latte to see what all the fuss was about.
I didn't like it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hi!*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*I'm doing good, vibing and happy it's Friday*
*Same actually*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.