You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
*bringing back a classic. A girl with dark red (by that I mean, like, burgundy) hair and a blindfold sits at a table in the cafe. She wears tattered fancy men's clothes, like she stole them from a socialite gentleman and fell into his thornbushes because she could not see. She has a jagged scar on her face (vertically) and a kuksa hanging from her belt*
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)
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
*bringing back a classic. A girl with dark red (by that I mean, like, burgundy) hair and a blindfold sits at a table in the cafe. She wears tattered fancy men's clothes, like she stole them from a socialite gentleman and fell into his thornbushes because she could not see. She has a jagged scar on her face (vertically) and a kuksa hanging from her belt*
Flint waves through the window at her
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A tabaxi can be seen outside of the tavern pick pocketing someone. He has spotted marks on his fur whih has a golden hue. He walks into the tavern whistling happily.
"Confusing I can't find my way out of here every where I go I come back here"
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You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
*bringing back a classic. A girl with dark red (by that I mean, like, burgundy) hair and a blindfold sits at a table in the cafe. She wears tattered fancy men's clothes, like she stole them from a socialite gentleman and fell into his thornbushes because she could not see. She has a jagged scar on her face (vertically) and a kuksa hanging from her belt*
Flint waves through the window at her
*She can't see it. She's blindfolded*
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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)
The captain passes by a massive humanoid with black clothes and burning golden eyes. The man's aura is more than a little menacing, despite the man not having actually done anything hostile. Yet.
"I can't believe people actually eat that rot..." the man mutters in his deep voice.
"Have you ever tried it?" He asks, saddling up beside the man
"The problem isn't the food itself, it's the quality. Look..." The 8-ft-tall being reaches into his coat and pulls out a bottle and a small tin. He takes the lid off the tin, revealing small slices of raw meat. He pours some booze over the meat, causing it to sizzle and puff up. "This is from the Gourmet Nightmare. Try it."
He takes a curious bite of the dish
It tastes... strange. Like a buttered nightmare, layers of fear crackle like a croissant, unleashing the hot, heady juices inside. It's meaty and sweet and boozy and salty, in addition to a sort of cathartic you only really get from tearing down someone who bullied you for years.
"Oooo, well that's quite a taste" He smiles, "You some sorta chef?"
"Harvest Hunter. It means I go out into the Nightmare Plane to collect the world's best ingredients. Being a chef is part of the job."
*bringing back a classic. A girl with dark red (by that I mean, like, burgundy) hair and a blindfold sits at a table in the cafe. She wears tattered fancy men's clothes, like she stole them from a socialite gentleman and fell into his thornbushes because she could not see. She has a jagged scar on her face (vertically) and a kuksa hanging from her belt*
Flint waves through the window at her
*She can't see it. She's blindfolded*
'Hi!'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"You know any that will lead to the woods by the town?"
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You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
*bringing back a classic. A girl with dark red (by that I mean, like, burgundy) hair and a blindfold sits at a table in the cafe. She wears tattered fancy men's clothes, like she stole them from a socialite gentleman and fell into his thornbushes because she could not see. She has a jagged scar on her face (vertically) and a kuksa hanging from her belt*
Flint waves through the window at her
*She can't see it. She's blindfolded*
'Hi!'
"Hello."
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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)
The captain passes by a massive humanoid with black clothes and burning golden eyes. The man's aura is more than a little menacing, despite the man not having actually done anything hostile. Yet.
"I can't believe people actually eat that rot..." the man mutters in his deep voice.
"Have you ever tried it?" He asks, saddling up beside the man
"The problem isn't the food itself, it's the quality. Look..." The 8-ft-tall being reaches into his coat and pulls out a bottle and a small tin. He takes the lid off the tin, revealing small slices of raw meat. He pours some booze over the meat, causing it to sizzle and puff up. "This is from the Gourmet Nightmare. Try it."
He takes a curious bite of the dish
It tastes... strange. Like a buttered nightmare, layers of fear crackle like a croissant, unleashing the hot, heady juices inside. It's meaty and sweet and boozy and salty, in addition to a sort of cathartic you only really get from tearing down someone who bullied you for years.
"Oooo, well that's quite a taste" He smiles, "You some sorta chef?"
"Harvest Hunter. It means I go out into the Nightmare Plane to collect the world's best ingredients. Being a chef is part of the job."
"That's very inter3sting. I'd love to try more dishes later." He smiles
*Is that really a question?*
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
Happy 2024!
Flint is lurking around, rummaging through a pile of trash
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
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)
"Hello again flint"
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
Happy 2024!
Flint waves through the window at her
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'How's it going, mate?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Hey, you again! Still stealing?'
He doesn't say it in an accusatory tone, more a lighthearted tone
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Confusing I can't find my way out of here every where I go I come back here"
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
Happy 2024!
*She can't see it. She's blindfolded*
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)
The shrinekeeper gives everyone a moment to make prayers and then ends the sermon there
"Harvest Hunter. It means I go out into the Nightmare Plane to collect the world's best ingredients. Being a chef is part of the job."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Alex stands up and walks over to the shrinekeeper
psychopath ^-^
He bumps into you, “Oh hello, of course not, well I’ll be getting a coffee.” He grins and walks away with some new coins from your pocket.
'Yeah, these streets are a maze! Word of advice, the sewers are often a quick way of getting from A to B'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Hi!'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"You know any that will lead to the woods by the town?"
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
Happy 2024!
"Hello."
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)
"That's very inter3sting. I'd love to try more dishes later." He smiles
They're thanking people for coming and talking with a few lingering people when Alex walks over, "Oh, hi!"