*anyone can join. I'm so proud that this little whim of mine sparked into a story and an extensive community*
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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
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
*There's an office chair at a desk, and you can't see who sits in it, save for some untidy brown hair. However, the sitter says to you in a heavy french accent*
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
Jeremiah is plucking away at his banjo inside the cabin.
Ludoslaw hums along, sharpening his blades rhythmically.
He sings this song as his fingers dance across the strings.
Oh, what is this I cannot see With icy hands get a hold of me Oh, I am Death, none can excel I open the doors of Heaven and Hell
Oh death, oh death how can it be That I must come and go with thee Oh death, oh death, how can it be I'm unprepared for eternity
Yes, I have come to get your soul To leave your body and leave it cold To drop the flesh from off your frame The earth and worms both have their claim
Oh death, oh death, if this be true Please give me time to reason with you From time to time you heard and saw I'll close your eyes and I'll lock your jaws
I'll lock your jaws so you can't talk I'll fix your feet so you can't walk I'll close your eyes so you can't see This very hour now come and go with me
Oh death, oh death, consider my age And don't take me at this stage My wealth now is all at your command If you will only move your icy hand
The old, the young, the rich, the poor They like you will have to go No age, no wealth, no silver, no gold Nothing satisfies me but your poor soul
Oh death, oh death, please let me see If Christ has turned his back on me When you were called and asked to bow You would not heed and it's too late now
Oh death, oh death, please give me time To fix my heart and change my mind Your heart is fixed, your mind is bound I have the shackles to drag you down
Too late, too late, to all farewell Your soul is doomed, you are summoned to hell As long as God in Heaven shall dwell Your soul, your soul shall scream in hell...
*There's a n office chair at a desk, and you can't see who sits in it, save for some untidy brown hair. However, the sitter says to you in a heavy french accent*
What song?
"It's called A Conversation with Death." answers Jeremiah.
Ludo laughs and rattles his blades as the song ends. "Oh, what fun! Never thought I'd hear a good song again after getting lost in this demented [GP]hole!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Ludo laughs and rattles his blades as the song ends. "Oh, what fun! Never thought I'd hear a good song again after getting lost in this demented [GP]hole!"
Watch your speak.
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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
Ludo laughs and rattles his blades as the song ends. "Oh, what fun! Never thought I'd hear a good song again after getting lost in this demented [GP]hole!"
Watch your speak.
"Right, sorry."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Ludo laughs and rattles his blades as the song ends. "Oh, what fun! Never thought I'd hear a good song again after getting lost in this demented [GP]hole!"
"It is a great song, ain't it? My Papaw sang it to me when I was a youngin'. He is the one who taught me the banjer." He begins to tune his banjo, "Now, are ye referrin' to these here mountains in that manner or are ye talkin' about somethang else?"
Ludo laughs and rattles his blades as the song ends. "Oh, what fun! Never thought I'd hear a good song again after getting lost in this demented [GP]hole!"
Watch your speak.
"Right, sorry."
"Ha! My Mama used to wash my mouth out with a bar of soap if I so much as thought a cuss word."
Doodle isn't online
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
I’m back
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'
And I gtg
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'
(Is there any room for another to join. It will happen later if so)
"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen" - 1 Timothy 1:17
*Yes, I am pretty sure you can join.*
*anyone can join. I'm so proud that this little whim of mine sparked into a story and an extensive community*
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
*I am really happy that this place is here because it gives me the opportunity to mix my love of cryptids with my interest in Appalachian cultures.*
*me too man!*
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
Jeremiah is plucking away at his banjo inside the cabin.
*There's an office chair at a desk, and you can't see who sits in it, save for some untidy brown hair. However, the sitter says to you in a heavy french accent*
What song are you playing?
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
Ludoslaw hums along, sharpening his blades rhythmically.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
With icy hands get a hold of me
Oh, I am Death, none can excel
I open the doors of Heaven and Hell
Oh death, oh death how can it be
That I must come and go with thee
Oh death, oh death, how can it be
I'm unprepared for eternity
Yes, I have come to get your soul
To leave your body and leave it cold
To drop the flesh from off your frame
The earth and worms both have their claim
Oh death, oh death, if this be true
Please give me time to reason with you
From time to time you heard and saw
I'll close your eyes and I'll lock your jaws
I'll lock your jaws so you can't talk
I'll fix your feet so you can't walk
I'll close your eyes so you can't see
This very hour now come and go with me
Oh death, oh death, consider my age
And don't take me at this stage
My wealth now is all at your command
If you will only move your icy hand
They like you will have to go
No age, no wealth, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your poor soul
Oh death, oh death, please let me see
If Christ has turned his back on me
When you were called and asked to bow
You would not heed and it's too late now
Oh death, oh death, please give me time
To fix my heart and change my mind
Your heart is fixed, your mind is bound
I have the shackles to drag you down
Too late, too late, to all farewell
Your soul is doomed, you are summoned to hell
As long as God in Heaven shall dwell
Your soul, your soul shall scream in hell...
"It's called A Conversation with Death." answers Jeremiah.
Ludo laughs and rattles his blades as the song ends. "Oh, what fun! Never thought I'd hear a good song again after getting lost in this demented [GP]hole!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Ima join as soon as I make a character*
"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen" - 1 Timothy 1:17
Watch your speak.
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
"Right, sorry."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It is a great song, ain't it? My Papaw sang it to me when I was a youngin'. He is the one who taught me the banjer." He begins to tune his banjo, "Now, are ye referrin' to these here mountains in that manner or are ye talkin' about somethang else?"
"Ha! My Mama used to wash my mouth out with a bar of soap if I so much as thought a cuss word."
My character
Gabriel Straker
Smarts: 2
Strength: 0
Stealth: 6
Charisma: 0
Observation: 2
Sanity: 20
Item: Hatchet
A scream is heard...
A few minutes later a tall, lanky man bursts through the door and slams it shut. "What the (1gp) is out there!?!?"
"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen" - 1 Timothy 1:17