I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A human (Mulan) Barbarian walks into the tavern, he appears to have scratches all over his face, arms, and the back of his head. As for his head, you notice he is balding with spotty patches of hair along the sides of his head and what little hair he does have is a grayish brown color, frazzled as though he was in some sort of confrontation. His clothes you also notice appear to be stained with dirt, mud, and being so dim you don't immediately tell but as he walks by you get a scent of what could be blood coming off his clothes on his back side. Also you notice his shoes are withered and dried out and nearly falling apart. The sole is almost peeling away from the rest of the shoe, the leather is starting to peel off of what is left of the shoe. He stumbles over to the counter and moans "Ohhhhh... I need a *burp* drink." He pulls one of the stools out from the counter, throws up his right leg over the stool and struggles to lift the left leg to the stool. The left leg just kind of dangles off the stool as his arms just appear to be limp. He shouts out to the tavern keeper, "HEY! What's a guy got to do to get a goddamn drink *hiccup* in this dump?" He hiccups a few more times and after the third or fourth, his head just flies fast down onto the hard wood of the counter. From this angle a passer-by would be able to see drool coming out of his mouth. The barbarian just lays there on the counter as patrons go about their business.
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'Live in tavern. Sound cost lots. Three find free place'
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“I guess, yeah. Money isn’t really a problem for me. I’ll pay for you too, Three, at least for a while?”
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'Safe here? Sound good. Spacious and clean'
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“Yup. Nice lighting too. None out there.” He gestures to the featureless sky.
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The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
'Yes, nice. Not darkness, not too bright. Like home'
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“Did your home have a sun? Mine did. It was nice. I miss it, sometimes. All the time.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
He smiles, “Of course I won’t. What’s your name?”
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
'Home had sun, all right. Burn and scorch and blind. Bad people worship sun, put on banner. Three underground, hide in shadows'
*gtg*
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*bye!*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Hey Nothic, want to rp?*
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*prolly gotta go soon*
*but sure*
Zalius leans back. “Three was right. It is a nice hood.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Why thank you, what’s your name?”
Characters (Links!):
Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
*spooky*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A human (Mulan) Barbarian walks into the tavern, he appears to have scratches all over his face, arms, and the back of his head. As for his head, you notice he is balding with spotty patches of hair along the sides of his head and what little hair he does have is a grayish brown color, frazzled as though he was in some sort of confrontation. His clothes you also notice appear to be stained with dirt, mud, and being so dim you don't immediately tell but as he walks by you get a scent of what could be blood coming off his clothes on his back side. Also you notice his shoes are withered and dried out and nearly falling apart. The sole is almost peeling away from the rest of the shoe, the leather is starting to peel off of what is left of the shoe. He stumbles over to the counter and moans "Ohhhhh... I need a *burp* drink." He pulls one of the stools out from the counter, throws up his right leg over the stool and struggles to lift the left leg to the stool. The left leg just kind of dangles off the stool as his arms just appear to be limp. He shouts out to the tavern keeper, "HEY! What's a guy got to do to get a goddamn drink *hiccup* in this dump?" He hiccups a few more times and after the third or fourth, his head just flies fast down onto the hard wood of the counter. From this angle a passer-by would be able to see drool coming out of his mouth. The barbarian just lays there on the counter as patrons go about their business.