“Oh, nobody would steal anything from me. Why would they?”
"Still, Gotta check. You got a wallet?"
She takes out her wallet.
"Can I check you still got everything inside it?"
She hands them the wallet, smiling kindly.
She rifles through it and darts off
When she looks back, Aunt pleasant isn’t there. She appears in front of them, still smiling.
”now, I’m going to give you five seconds to return my wallet. One…”
"Five. " she tosses it on the ground. the wallet is still the same weight as before.
She picks up the wallet.
”thank you,”
as she walks away, you hear her chuckle under her breath and say "flat."
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
"Nothing."
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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)
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)
There is a new face at the Whalebone inn. A young man wearing patched up robes and reading glasses. He had long black hair that falls down to his shoulders. He is hunched over at a seat scribbling on a parchment paper with many messy stacks of other papers and books around him. His quill is missing many feathers.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Nathan feels his stomach suddenly hurt as If he was just stabbed. He takes 17 poison damage.
He gasps. “No! What did you do?”
“Nothing! I would never do anything to harm anyone. Do you feel alright?”
“No . . . my stomach . . . oh, that hurts. I think I’d better go now.”
“No, no, no. You shouldn’t go. If you aren’t feeling alright then you shouldn’t venture out of safety. Who knows what lurks out there, and they’re dangerous.”
“Oh, nobody would steal anything from me. Why would they?”
"Still, Gotta check. You got a wallet?"
She takes out her wallet.
"Can I check you still got everything inside it?"
She hands them the wallet, smiling kindly.
She rifles through it and darts off
When she looks back, Aunt pleasant isn’t there. She appears in front of them, still smiling.
”now, I’m going to give you five seconds to return my wallet. One…”
"Five. " she tosses it on the ground. the wallet is still the same weight as before.
She picks up the wallet.
”thank you,”
as she walks away, you hear her chuckle under her breath and say "flat."
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
"Nothing."
“Tell me what you said and what you mean, please,”
"Flat. It's slang for... something close to bummer."
Can you detect bluffs?
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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)
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The black eyed beholder (who nobody has asked the name of yet) is trying to figure out how to get belowdecks
One of the paintings on the wall is slightly tilted, revealing a bare metal patch in the wallpaper.
He uses an eyestalk to push it aside further.
The painting falls down, revealing an unadorned metal door.
“Here’s the mystery I came here for!” He opens the door cautiously, like a grave robber in a scooby doo movie opening a long forgotten tomb.
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
“Oh, nobody would steal anything from me. Why would they?”
"Still, Gotta check. You got a wallet?"
She takes out her wallet.
"Can I check you still got everything inside it?"
She hands them the wallet, smiling kindly.
She rifles through it and darts off
When she looks back, Aunt pleasant isn’t there. She appears in front of them, still smiling.
”now, I’m going to give you five seconds to return my wallet. One…”
"Five. " she tosses it on the ground. the wallet is still the same weight as before.
She picks up the wallet.
”thank you,”
as she walks away, you hear her chuckle under her breath and say "flat."
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
"Nothing."
“Tell me what you said and what you mean, please,”
"Flat. It's slang for... something close to bummer."
Can you detect bluffs?
*not supernaturally, but she does have a high insight. I’ll roll it*
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You have a feeling that's not what "flat" means
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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)
Luci is warily watching Aunt Pleasant while having a small tea party with her stuffed animals. She is dressed in a brightly colored green dress with stitched yellow flowers on it.
Aunt pleasant notices her, and her smile turns to a frown, before quickly smiling again. She starts walking towards Luci unthreateningly.
Luci seems to shrink a bit, looking down at her cup. She says nothing.
“Well hello there Luci! How did you make it back to the top deck all by yourself?”
She nods and grabs the closets stuffed animals, holding it protectively.
“Well, I guess you are probably a small bit worried after what happened last time. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you.” She leans on her cane.
"I don't like yelling ma'am.." she said and looked up a tiny bit, just a glance.
“I’m sorry, how about as a way to make it up to you, I could pay for you to go on one of the rides?”
Nathan feels his stomach suddenly hurt as If he was just stabbed. He takes 17 poison damage.
He gasps. “No! What did you do?”
“Nothing! I would never do anything to harm anyone. Do you feel alright?”
“No . . . my stomach . . . oh, that hurts. I think I’d better go now.”
“No, no, no. You shouldn’t go. If you aren’t feeling alright then you shouldn’t venture out of safety. Who knows what lurks out there, and they’re dangerous.”
He ignores her words and turns to leave, stumbling slightly.
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)
Nathan feels his stomach suddenly hurt as If he was just stabbed. He takes 17 poison damage.
He gasps. “No! What did you do?”
“Nothing! I would never do anything to harm anyone. Do you feel alright?”
“No . . . my stomach . . . oh, that hurts. I think I’d better go now.”
“No, no, no. You shouldn’t go. If you aren’t feeling alright then you shouldn’t venture out of safety. Who knows what lurks out there, and they’re dangerous.”
He ignores her words and turns to leave, stumbling slightly.
"Nothing."
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)
“No . . . my stomach . . . oh, that hurts. I think I’d better go now.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*hello?*
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)
“Tell me what you said and what you mean, please,”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“No, no, no. You shouldn’t go. If you aren’t feeling alright then you shouldn’t venture out of safety. Who knows what lurks out there, and they’re dangerous.”
"Flat. It's slang for... something close to bummer."
Can you detect bluffs?
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)
*not supernaturally, but she does have a high insight. I’ll roll it*
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*yo cut that chain pls that thing is dreadful*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
You have a feeling that's not what "flat" means
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)
Luci is outside, looking over the edge of the deck. She stands on her tiptoes, looking at the water with a small bit bright smile on her face.
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
“Tell me the truth. Please,”
He ignores her words and turns to leave, stumbling slightly.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Maybe I should make the Head Chef of some sort?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"And what's in it for me?"
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)
“Your safety. Tell me, now.”
The door is locked from the outside.
*that would be cool!*