ID: 0 is walking through the forest trying to find the bird that flew away from them. They keep a hand on their Rather Large Katana.
*lol, oki :3*
There's rustling as something crashes through the brush
ID:0 Turns their Head, Rotary Gears are Heard and Smoke slowly comes from their Neck. They slowly move their hand toward the bush, Cautious at first before Moving their hand around it.
A young girl, human it seems, comes out of the brush, quickly looking between the robot and behind her
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
A red haired boy with a crown of forks and spoons upon his head sits nearby and listens to the song. He seems to be wearing a chainmail shirt made of keys and many pieces of different colored cloth all stitched together into a patchwork cloak. He applauds your performance once you finish.
Yelena looks up startled. "oh! I didn't realize i had a audience. I was just figuring out the tune but i think i have it all figured out!" she gives a little bow. "what's your name if I may ask?"
"I'm the King of Cutlery as well as the World and all that is in it, but you can call me Dmitri. Forgive me for dropping eaves, but I couldn't help listening to such a lovely song." says the red haired boy with a grin.
A young girl, human it seems, comes out of the brush, quickly looking between the robot and behind her
"I see." He nods, looking back over, "Think sharpened claws would be useful?"
Bonnie, tumble out of the bushes, clambering to her feet as the shouting, seeming military in nature, draws closer
*hoi*
psychopath ^-^
*hey!*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*hi*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
*Hi doodle. How are you?*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*anyone on?*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*yep lol*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*hey anyone on?*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*Howdy, want to roleplay?*
*sure! I don't think i've met you yet. Im phoenix!*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*You can call me Dark. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Do you want to start?*
*sure*
Yelena is quietly singing a song in the tavern. she is in a corner with her lyre. she also has a bowl of noodles beside her.
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
A red haired boy with a crown of forks and spoons upon his head sits nearby and listens to the song. He seems to be wearing a chainmail shirt made of keys and many pieces of different colored cloth all stitched together into a patchwork cloak. He applauds your performance once you finish.
Yelena looks up startled. "oh! I didn't realize i had a audience. I was just figuring out the tune but i think i have it all figured out!" she gives a little bow. "what's your name if I may ask?"
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
"I'm the King of Cutlery as well as the World and all that is in it, but you can call me Dmitri. Forgive me for dropping eaves, but I couldn't help listening to such a lovely song." says the red haired boy with a grin.
"Yelena, the Dragonborn bard, at your service." she gives an incline of her head.
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
"The bard is a truly noble profession. To travel the land to spread music, art, and merriment. I give it my royal approval."
"why thank you. what are you doing here at this tavern?"
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
"Oh I'm just mingling with my subjects."