Mother is in the kitchen, staring at a lighter in her hands. She rubs her gloved hands over her eyes as she stares at it.
Daughter is in the attic, sorting books while humming a tuneless melody.
Mezzoni is walking around the main floor.
Valentine approaches him
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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
Mother is in the kitchen, staring at a lighter in her hands. She rubs her gloved hands over her eyes as she stares at it.
Daughter is in the attic, sorting books while humming a tuneless melody.
Mezzoni is walking around the main floor.
Valentine approaches him
Mezzoni stares at her and sighs "What are you doing up here?..."
"I... I was wondering if you needed me"
*Attachment issues go brr*
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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
Colt is still in the boiler room, curled up infront of the roaring fire that boils the water
The real Father, chained to a chair behind him, begins to quietly sing a song from the war about ashes, great balls of fire, and an orange-colored sky.
(welp, i'm not going to have fun for the next hour)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
(welp, i'm not going to have fun for the next hour)
wdym?
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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
Deep within the Sanctum of this living layer of hell, Is the room of one o the patients. Inside is a strange man, looking to be in his early-thirties, The top of his normally pure white outfit has been ripped into two and falls onto his lower body, which still has the long white jeans. He seems to be punching the wall in front of him, his hands blistered and bloodied and himself smiling at his work; A Strange bloody mural of his mind. He speaks, his voice low and haunting.
``Beeeaaaauuuutiful.`` The man spoke.
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Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
Colt is still in the boiler room, curled up infront of the roaring fire that boils the water
The real Father, chained to a chair behind him, begins to quietly sing a song from the war about ashes, great balls of fire, and an orange-colored sky.
Colt hums along a bit
When the song ends, Father looks up for the first time in years. "I'm sorry if I upset you, Colt. I just want you to be safe and happy. You understand that, right?" His voice is old and raspy.
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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.
(welp, i'm not going to have fun for the next hour)
wdym?
(classes :< )
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
Mother is in the kitchen, staring at a lighter in her hands. She rubs her gloved hands over her eyes as she stares at it.
Daughter is in the attic, sorting books while humming a tuneless melody.
Mezzoni is walking around the main floor.
Valentine approaches him
Mezzoni stares at her and sighs "What are you doing up here?..."
"I... I was wondering if you needed me"
*Attachment issues go brr*
He grumbles and pinches the bridge of his nose. "No dear.."
"I'm sorry sir" she looks off.
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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
*Anywhoozle, interactions open.*
Mother is in the kitchen, staring at a lighter in her hands. She rubs her gloved hands over her eyes as she stares at it.
Daughter is in the attic, sorting books while humming a tuneless melody.
Mezzoni is walking around the main floor.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Are you okay dear? I was a bit worried about you." She said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Valentine approaches him
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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
"you can shuffle the building around?!"
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
Mezzoni stares at her and sighs "What are you doing up here?..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"It comes with owning the building. But yeah, and it's very cool."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I... I was wondering if you needed me"
*Attachment issues go brr*
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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
Colt hums along a bit
"Woah....."
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
(welp, i'm not going to have fun for the next hour)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
wdym?
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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
*New Introduction goes Crazy*
Deep within the Sanctum of this living layer of hell, Is the room of one o the patients. Inside is a strange man, looking to be in his early-thirties, The top of his normally pure white outfit has been ripped into two and falls onto his lower body, which still has the long white jeans. He seems to be punching the wall in front of him, his hands blistered and bloodied and himself smiling at his work; A Strange bloody mural of his mind. He speaks, his voice low and haunting.
``Beeeaaaauuuutiful.`` The man spoke.
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
When the song ends, Father looks up for the first time in years. "I'm sorry if I upset you, Colt. I just want you to be safe and happy. You understand that, right?" His voice is old and raspy.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He grumbles and pinches the bridge of his nose. "No dear.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Just... thinking I guess..." he says, his usual energy much more subdued lately
(classes :< )
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*Hey guys. I'm going to take a break for a bit. I don't feel mentally well right now.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The faerie's scroll seems like an unintelligible form of Ogham, unless the person reading it crosses their eyes and reads it upside down....
In which case it is revealed to be a book about various insects, comparing their taste, crunchiness, and where they can be found.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"I'm sorry sir" she looks off.
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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 can change it 'round some too. Different wallpapers, music, furniture... stuff like that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.