"It gives me power, I was created with the abilities to do this, obviously it is my purpose in this world." (Once again, just because you can do something, and youre good at it, doesnt mean you should, I don't actually condone Locust's actions, it is evil without a doubt)
“So you do it for power? Greed?”
"Well, it must give me power for a reason, this is my purpose, just as it may be somebody else's purpose to heal the sick, it's my job it infect them."
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
The creature it witnesses is... horrific. It looks something like a hybrid between a starving man and a wolf, with black raven feathers in place of fur. It is wrapped in metal thorns and bandages soaked in black gore, clutching a black cloak to try and cover its lupine form. Antlers protrude from its head, growing from its eye sockets and drenched in more blood. Locust feels a faint kinship with the being, almost like a parent viewing their estranged child. One thing is clear: this being has, at least partially, resulted from Locust's actions.
"Hello," It transforms to be the same size to meet it's eyes, "Do.. I know you?"
"P-pain..." it hisses, its voice sounding like it was bubbling from a lung wound. "You are of sssstrife... like me... but you don't undersssstand it... like I..."
It shuffles back a bit. "I don't think you cannnn..."
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
"It gives me power, I was created with the abilities to do this, obviously it is my purpose in this world." (Once again, just because you can do something, and youre good at it, doesnt mean you should, I don't actually condone Locust's actions, it is evil without a doubt)
“So you do it for power? Greed?”
"Well, it must give me power for a reason, this is my purpose, just as it may be somebody else's purpose to heal the sick, it's my job it infect them."
“soyou believe that you should do it because you can? Would you destroy everything in the world if you could? Because you were, ‘meant to’?” It hisses, revealing a forked tongue.
"Hello," It transforms to be the same size to meet it's eyes, "Do.. I know you?"
"P-pain..." it hisses, its voice sounding like it was bubbling from a lung wound. "You are of sssstrife... like me... but you don't undersssstand it... like I..."
It shuffles back a bit. "I don't think you cannnn..."
"Hm?" (poor guy, oh my god, i feel bad for him)
"I sssmell... ruin on you... pain issss a sssheild..." It takes a sharp, shallow, pained inhale. Its lungs inflating cause the thorns on its chest to dig in. They seem to be animate and twitching, despite being made of metal. "Not... a goal..." It holds out a claw, dripping in black bodily fluids. In it is a shining read spark. "I giiiivve... undersstanding... Pleassse... accccept iit..."
(he is the suffering of humanity formed into a god. You're not exactly supposed to feel happy for him, if you know what I mean.)
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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.
"It gives me power, I was created with the abilities to do this, obviously it is my purpose in this world." (Once again, just because you can do something, and youre good at it, doesnt mean you should, I don't actually condone Locust's actions, it is evil without a doubt)
“So you do it for power? Greed?”
"Well, it must give me power for a reason, this is my purpose, just as it may be somebody else's purpose to heal the sick, it's my job it infect them."
“soyou believe that you should do it because you can? Would you destroy everything in the world if you could? Because you were, ‘meant to’?” It hisses, revealing a forked tongue.
"If that seems like what I'm meant to do, that I will, but I believe that I'm only holding balance in the world"
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"It gives me power, I was created with the abilities to do this, obviously it is my purpose in this world." (Once again, just because you can do something, and youre good at it, doesnt mean you should, I don't actually condone Locust's actions, it is evil without a doubt)
“So you do it for power? Greed?”
"Well, it must give me power for a reason, this is my purpose, just as it may be somebody else's purpose to heal the sick, it's my job it infect them."
“soyou believe that you should do it because you can? Would you destroy everything in the world if you could? Because you were, ‘meant to’?” It hisses, revealing a forked tongue.
"If that seems like what I'm meant to do, that I will, but I believe that I'm only holding balance in the world"
“But what did they do to deserve it?” It hisses, pacing around locust on all four legs, “Why kill them? Is death the only way to keep this ‘balance?’ Why make them suffer?”
Suddenly, Locust feels... weak. Its body is too heavy, its bones too weak. What are these terrifying things in front of it? Are they going to hurt it? What if it cannot get home to farm food for its family? Gods know how sick they've been... those pustules and and that awful, reeking black bile that leaks from them... poor Aerith having to help with cleaning up, and at only six no less... no. Whatever it takes, Locust is going to bring back food. No matter how much pain it feels, no matter how sick it is, it is going to do it. Locust feels ravaged by pain, as though it were afflicted with every awful disease it came up with, wrapped in barbed wire, and crucified. But filled with determination. Nothing will stop it from what it set out to do.
Then, suddenly, it's gone. All those thoughts and feelings here and gone in a second. The longest second Locust has ever felt. Mortality clarified. A glimpse of mortal suffering.
"I... am... that hurrrt... that... determinattttion..."
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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.
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
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
Suddenly, Locust feels... weak. Its body is too heavy, its bones too weak. What are these terrifying things in front of it? Are they going to hurt it? What if it cannot get home to farm food for its family? Gods know how sick they've been... those pustules and and that awful, reeking black bile that leaks from them... poor Aerith having to help with cleaning up, and at only six no less... no. Whatever it takes, Locust is going to bring back food. No matter how much pain it feels, no matter how sick it is, it is going to do it. Locust feels ravaged by pain, as though it were afflicted with every awful disease it came up with, wrapped in barbed wire, and crucified. But filled with determination. Nothing will stop it from what it set out to do.
Then, suddenly, it's gone. All those thoughts and feelings here and gone in a second. The longest second Locust has ever felt. Mortality clarified. A glimpse of mortal suffering.
"I... am... that hurrrt... that... determinattttion..."
"W-What have I done..." a glowing acid starts to come from the glowing sockets where Locust's eyes should be
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Suddenly, Locust feels... weak. Its body is too heavy, its bones too weak. What are these terrifying things in front of it? Are they going to hurt it? What if it cannot get home to farm food for its family? Gods know how sick they've been... those pustules and and that awful, reeking black bile that leaks from them... poor Aerith having to help with cleaning up, and at only six no less... no. Whatever it takes, Locust is going to bring back food. No matter how much pain it feels, no matter how sick it is, it is going to do it. Locust feels ravaged by pain, as though it were afflicted with every awful disease it came up with, wrapped in barbed wire, and crucified. But filled with determination. Nothing will stop it from what it set out to do.
Then, suddenly, it's gone. All those thoughts and feelings here and gone in a second. The longest second Locust has ever felt. Mortality clarified. A glimpse of mortal suffering.
"I... am... that hurrrt... that... determinattttion..."
"W-What have I done..." a glowing acid starts to come from the glowing sockets where Locust's eyes should be
The beast makes a hacking, wheezing sound. "So it can leeeaarrnn... I neverr thooouught... Incredible..." It reaches up and wipes some acid off of Locust's face. "Do not b-be afeared, littlllle cuulver... Underssstanding isss the firrssst step towaaardss forgivenesss... and... redemptttion..."
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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.
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"Well, it must give me power for a reason, this is my purpose, just as it may be somebody else's purpose to heal the sick, it's my job it infect them."
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"Hm?" (poor guy, oh my god, i feel bad for it)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*hi*
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
“soyou believe that you should do it because you can? Would you destroy everything in the world if you could? Because you were, ‘meant to’?” It hisses, revealing a forked tongue.
*hi*
"I sssmell... ruin on you... pain issss a sssheild..." It takes a sharp, shallow, pained inhale. Its lungs inflating cause the thorns on its chest to dig in. They seem to be animate and twitching, despite being made of metal. "Not... a goal..." It holds out a claw, dripping in black bodily fluids. In it is a shining read spark. "I giiiivve... undersstanding... Pleassse... accccept iit..."
(he is the suffering of humanity formed into a god. You're not exactly supposed to feel happy for him, if you know what I mean.)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(I understand)
Locust reaches out, grabbing the claw it held out
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"If that seems like what I'm meant to do, that I will, but I believe that I'm only holding balance in the world"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
“But what did they do to deserve it?” It hisses, pacing around locust on all four legs, “Why kill them? Is death the only way to keep this ‘balance?’ Why make them suffer?”
Suddenly, Locust feels... weak. Its body is too heavy, its bones too weak. What are these terrifying things in front of it? Are they going to hurt it? What if it cannot get home to farm food for its family? Gods know how sick they've been... those pustules and and that awful, reeking black bile that leaks from them... poor Aerith having to help with cleaning up, and at only six no less... no. Whatever it takes, Locust is going to bring back food. No matter how much pain it feels, no matter how sick it is, it is going to do it. Locust feels ravaged by pain, as though it were afflicted with every awful disease it came up with, wrapped in barbed wire, and crucified. But filled with determination. Nothing will stop it from what it set out to do.
Then, suddenly, it's gone. All those thoughts and feelings here and gone in a second. The longest second Locust has ever felt. Mortality clarified. A glimpse of mortal suffering.
"I... am... that hurrrt... that... determinattttion..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(I don't know if I want Locust to have a redemption arc or if I want it to go further into it's evil ways, lemme think lol)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*hoi*
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
*hello*
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1k7bxWRHtnfv6rqc1oWDa-hmT4TzvCeJeapM47xDKMbI/edit
* i drew one of my characters and i think it's cool]
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
sorry i'll leave.
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
*sorry, can’t access google docs*
???
wrong place
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
"W-What have I done..." a glowing acid starts to come from the glowing sockets where Locust's eyes should be
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
The beast makes a hacking, wheezing sound. "So it can leeeaarrnn... I neverr thooouught... Incredible..." It reaches up and wipes some acid off of Locust's face. "Do not b-be afeared, littlllle cuulver... Underssstanding isss the firrssst step towaaardss forgivenesss... and... redemptttion..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.