Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
The flesh cart pulls up in front of the house. The gigantic butcher-priest looks over and calls out to the trio. "Ah, where is the Love, Good Men? You are Blessed so Mightily, and yet you Squander your Gifts on this? Tsk, tsk."
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
The flesh cart pulls up in front of the house. The gigantic butcher-priest looks over and calls out to the trio. "Ah, where is the Love, Good Men? You are Blessed so Mightily, and yet you Squander your Gifts on this? Tsk, tsk."
"Why do you care lad?" Klosk asked, tilting his head, snorting. Bash narrows his eyes but says nothing.
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
The flesh cart pulls up in front of the house. The gigantic butcher-priest looks over and calls out to the trio. "Ah, where is the Love, Good Men? You are Blessed so Mightily, and yet you Squander your Gifts on this? Tsk, tsk."
"Why do you care lad?" Klosk asked, tilting his head, snorting. Bash narrows his eyes but says nothing.
"Because your Gifts demand to be shared! Why settle for terrorizing villagers when you could get some upgrades and destroy castles? You root around in the muck when you could be butchering the farmers who keep the pigs! It's simply Saddening to me! The Flesh doesn't want this for you!"
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
Miranda is sitting outside. She looks beat up and close to crying almost. She is hiding the best she can from sight.
Chise is outside, lying in the grass. Markov is running through the grass happily.
The masked tiefling is roaming rooftops looking for injustice to prevent
Salem is shining a broach they stole (that I shall inevitably return to the player)
Pax is for once inside a building with his mask off, eating breakfast
The tiefling spots the trio, gritting her teeth at this behavior. Despite lingering fear from when she last tussle with them, she lets out a small breath, notching and arrow
Pax, being his usual self, simply walks over to miranda when he manages to spot her, "You ok?"
They still don't seem to notice but Brand walks out of the house, snarling in anger.
Miranda looks up and shakes her head. "Not... really."
She specifically turns and aims at him, muttering something to herself as she lets loose the arrow:
29 (or 12 since advantage effect) and 11 plus 13 piercing
*can My character cut in? I'm playing a hooded warlock currently standing off do the side and observing*
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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)
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
The flesh cart pulls up in front of the house. The gigantic butcher-priest looks over and calls out to the trio. "Ah, where is the Love, Good Men? You are Blessed so Mightily, and yet you Squander your Gifts on this? Tsk, tsk."
"Why do you care lad?" Klosk asked, tilting his head, snorting. Bash narrows his eyes but says nothing.
"Because your Gifts demand to be shared! Why settle for terrorizing villagers when you could get some upgrades and destroy castles? You root around in the muck when you could be butchering the farmers who keep the pigs! It's simply Saddening to me! The Flesh doesn't want this for you!"
Brand walks out of the house, in his Demonic form. The red pentagram brand on his chest pulses. "Do not talk to my men like that.." He says, his voice calm but he is breathing heavy as if he ran thousand's of miles. "We are simply doing our duty. We kill them and the rich, we are simply taking care of the easy part first."
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
Miranda is sitting outside. She looks beat up and close to crying almost. She is hiding the best she can from sight.
Chise is outside, lying in the grass. Markov is running through the grass happily.
The masked tiefling is roaming rooftops looking for injustice to prevent
Salem is shining a broach they stole (that I shall inevitably return to the player)
Pax is for once inside a building with his mask off, eating breakfast
The tiefling spots the trio, gritting her teeth at this behavior. Despite lingering fear from when she last tussle with them, she lets out a small breath, notching and arrow
Pax, being his usual self, simply walks over to miranda when he manages to spot her, "You ok?"
They still don't seem to notice but Brand walks out of the house, snarling in anger.
Miranda looks up and shakes her head. "Not... really."
She specifically turns and aims at him, muttering something to herself as she lets loose the arrow:
16 (or 12 since advantage effect) and 12 plus 10 piercing
"Did something happen to you?" He sits beside her
*Neither hit*
Brand whips around and snarls "YOU!" He is going to cast Expeditious Retreat on himself as a bonus action, then climb the tree to get to her. "I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO RUN CHILD. BUT YOU DIDNT."
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
(can I join in on this?)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
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)
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
Miranda is sitting outside. She looks beat up and close to crying almost. She is hiding the best she can from sight.
Chise is outside, lying in the grass. Markov is running through the grass happily.
The masked tiefling is roaming rooftops looking for injustice to prevent
Salem is shining a broach they stole (that I shall inevitably return to the player)
Pax is for once inside a building with his mask off, eating breakfast
The tiefling spots the trio, gritting her teeth at this behavior. Despite lingering fear from when she last tussle with them, she lets out a small breath, notching and arrow
Pax, being his usual self, simply walks over to miranda when he manages to spot her, "You ok?"
They still don't seem to notice but Brand walks out of the house, snarling in anger.
Miranda looks up and shakes her head. "Not... really."
She specifically turns and aims at him, muttering something to herself as she lets loose the arrow:
16 (or 12 since advantage effect) and 12 plus 10 piercing
"Did something happen to you?" He sits beside her
*Neither hit*
Brand whips around and snarls "YOU!" He is going to cast Expeditious Retreat on himself as a bonus action, then climb the tree to get to her. "I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO RUN CHILD. BUT YOU DIDNT."
She squeaks slightly, almost tripping iver herself as she attempts to put more distance between them, "And I gave you a chance to not be evil!" She calls back, pulling an arrow out of her quiver
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
The flesh cart pulls up in front of the house. The gigantic butcher-priest looks over and calls out to the trio. "Ah, where is the Love, Good Men? You are Blessed so Mightily, and yet you Squander your Gifts on this? Tsk, tsk."
"Why do you care lad?" Klosk asked, tilting his head, snorting. Bash narrows his eyes but says nothing.
"Because your Gifts demand to be shared! Why settle for terrorizing villagers when you could get some upgrades and destroy castles? You root around in the muck when you could be butchering the farmers who keep the pigs! It's simply Saddening to me! The Flesh doesn't want this for you!"
Brand walks out of the house, in his Demonic form. The red pentagram brand on his chest pulses. "Do not talk to my men like that.." He says, his voice calm but he is breathing heavy as if he ran thousand's of miles. "We are simply doing our duty. We kill them and the rich, we are simply taking care of the easy part first."
"No, no, you misunderstand! I speak not of the rich, but of the truly powerful! Men like you should be facing other men like you! Isn't it simply just? What is so interesting about these defenseless villagers that you feel that they're worth so much of your time?"
Brand snarls "Bug.." he rips out one of his teeth and spats on the ground. The tooth buried itself in the ground only to form as a Horned Devil. "KILL THAT ONE." Brand snarls. The Devil nods and lunges at the warlock. *Make a DEX save*
Brand, Bash, and Klosk are raiding a village home. Brand is in his Devil Form and is tearing the house apart looking for something. Bash and Klosk are holding the people, who live inside, in suspended animation while talking about what to do with them.
(can I join in on this?)
*Yeah!"
Gravedigger walks into the house
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
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)
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The flesh cart pulls up in front of the house. The gigantic butcher-priest looks over and calls out to the trio. "Ah, where is the Love, Good Men? You are Blessed so Mightily, and yet you Squander your Gifts on this? Tsk, tsk."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Why do you care lad?" Klosk asked, tilting his head, snorting. Bash narrows his eyes but says nothing.
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
*hi*
*H O L A*
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
"Because your Gifts demand to be shared! Why settle for terrorizing villagers when you could get some upgrades and destroy castles? You root around in the muck when you could be butchering the farmers who keep the pigs! It's simply Saddening to me! The Flesh doesn't want this for you!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She specifically turns and aims at him, muttering something to herself as she lets loose the arrow:
29 (or 12 since advantage effect) and 11 plus 13 piercing
"Did something happen to you?" He sits beside her
(My dice hate me qwq)
*can My character cut in? I'm playing a hooded warlock currently standing off do the side and observing*
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)
(good morning)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Brand walks out of the house, in his Demonic form. The red pentagram brand on his chest pulses. "Do not talk to my men like that.." He says, his voice calm but he is breathing heavy as if he ran thousand's of miles. "We are simply doing our duty. We kill them and the rich, we are simply taking care of the easy part first."
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
*Neither hit*
Brand whips around and snarls "YOU!" He is going to cast Expeditious Retreat on himself as a bonus action, then climb the tree to get to her. "I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO RUN CHILD. BUT YOU DIDNT."
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
*Course :)*
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
(can I join in on this?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Yeah!"
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
*the warlock speaks up in a smooth voice*
I wouldn't do that if I were you,
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)
She squeaks slightly, almost tripping iver herself as she attempts to put more distance between them, "And I gave you a chance to not be evil!" She calls back, pulling an arrow out of her quiver
"No, no, you misunderstand! I speak not of the rich, but of the truly powerful! Men like you should be facing other men like you! Isn't it simply just? What is so interesting about these defenseless villagers that you feel that they're worth so much of your time?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Brand snarls "Bug.." he rips out one of his teeth and spats on the ground. The tooth buried itself in the ground only to form as a Horned Devil. "KILL THAT ONE." Brand snarls. The Devil nods and lunges at the warlock. *Make a DEX save*
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
Gravedigger walks into the house
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*the warlock holds the staff out*
Last, chance, all of you.
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)