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.
“She was frightening, all right. I barely escaped with my life.”
“I’m glad I could help a little then.”
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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.
Chef Barbeau raises his hands, and dozens of men and women in white emerge from the underdecks, each carrying a plate of hors d'oeuvres or drinks.
The Chef claps a single time, drawing attention to himself. "My loving family of cooks and brewers have been experimenting. Experimentation is the lifeblood of the Gut's ecosystem. I urge you to peruse the inventions of these talented men and women, and give your honest opinions. If something is well received, it is likely to be sold throughout the Gut, or given to you, the hungry customer, at the Whalebone Inn. Once again, your critique is invali-" He almost chokes on his words for a second, "...invaluable."
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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.
The Head Chef is watching as guests of all classes sample the different foods and drinks his underlings have to offer.
Sergei sips a couple different drink, looking uncomfortably at the head chef. He says to himself, “How unsettling…”
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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.
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
The Head Chef is watching as guests of all classes sample the different foods and drinks his underlings have to offer.
Sergei sips a couple different drink, looking uncomfortably at the head chef. He says to himself, “How unsettling…”
Chef Barbeau seems to somehow hear this from half the deck away. He turns suddenly and walks over. "How are you enjoying your samples, sir?" The lips of the mask don't move when he talks. Every other minute expression is tracked, but somehow speech is not.
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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.
The Head Chef is watching as guests of all classes sample the different foods and drinks his underlings have to offer.
Sergei sips a couple different drink, looking uncomfortably at the head chef. He says to himself, “How unsettling…”
Chef Barbeau seems to somehow hear this from half the deck away. He turns suddenly and walks over. "How are you enjoying your samples, sir?" The lips of the mask don't move when he talks. Every other minute expression is tracked, but somehow speech is not.
Sergei fumbles his drink a little. “Uh-I…delicious! I just love fruity drinks. He. Hehe.”
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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.
The Head Chef is watching as guests of all classes sample the different foods and drinks his underlings have to offer.
Sergei sips a couple different drink, looking uncomfortably at the head chef. He says to himself, “How unsettling…”
Chef Barbeau seems to somehow hear this from half the deck away. He turns suddenly and walks over. "How are you enjoying your samples, sir?" The lips of the mask don't move when he talks. Every other minute expression is tracked, but somehow speech is not.
Sergei fumbles his drink a little. “Uh-I…delicious! I just love fruity drinks. He. Hehe.”
"I can understand if my appearance disturbs you, but please, for the sake of my artists, be completely honest. If you don't enjoy it now, I doubt you'll enjoy it served at the Whalebone for every remaining day of your trip. Don't worry about how I'll respond. I'm harmless. The only thing on this ship that hurts me is when the guests aren't happy with what we make."
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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.
The Head Chef is watching as guests of all classes sample the different foods and drinks his underlings have to offer.
Sergei sips a couple different drink, looking uncomfortably at the head chef. He says to himself, “How unsettling…”
Chef Barbeau seems to somehow hear this from half the deck away. He turns suddenly and walks over. "How are you enjoying your samples, sir?" The lips of the mask don't move when he talks. Every other minute expression is tracked, but somehow speech is not.
Sergei fumbles his drink a little. “Uh-I…delicious! I just love fruity drinks. He. Hehe.”
"I can understand if my appearance disturbs you, but please, for the sake of my artists, be completely honest. If you don't enjoy it now, I doubt you'll enjoy it served at the Whalebone for every remaining day of your trip. Don't worry about how I'll respond. I'm harmless. The only thing on this ship that hurts me is when the guests aren't happy with what we make."
“No, no. It’s truly very good. Is there a pineapple drink by any chance?”
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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.
The Head Chef is watching as guests of all classes sample the different foods and drinks his underlings have to offer.
Sergei sips a couple different drink, looking uncomfortably at the head chef. He says to himself, “How unsettling…”
Chef Barbeau seems to somehow hear this from half the deck away. He turns suddenly and walks over. "How are you enjoying your samples, sir?" The lips of the mask don't move when he talks. Every other minute expression is tracked, but somehow speech is not.
Sergei fumbles his drink a little. “Uh-I…delicious! I just love fruity drinks. He. Hehe.”
"I can understand if my appearance disturbs you, but please, for the sake of my artists, be completely honest. If you don't enjoy it now, I doubt you'll enjoy it served at the Whalebone for every remaining day of your trip. Don't worry about how I'll respond. I'm harmless. The only thing on this ship that hurts me is when the guests aren't happy with what we make."
“No, no. It’s truly very good. Is there a pineapple drink by any chance?”
"Of course. Brewmaster Hawkshaw!" He calls, not aggressively, just raising his voice loud enough to be heard. A short, grey-skinned creature with a long nose and large ears shuffles over, carrying a tray of bright yellow drinks. "Yes, Chef." "Thank you. Your Pineapple Rawshock, please." Barbeau turns back to Sergei. "You seem like the type of man who likes his drinks hard."
The goblin(?) offers a sugar-rimmed glass to Sergei.
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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.
He chuckles. “Now I feel like you’re being sarcastic.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Aunt Pleasant? She wasn’t very…”
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
“She was frightening, all right. I barely escaped with my life.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Far as I can tell, you weren’t her first victim.”
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
”Really? Who else did you see?”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
The kid with the stuffed animals.
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
“I’m glad I could help a little then.”
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
*Am bak*
Chef Barbeau raises his hands, and dozens of men and women in white emerge from the underdecks, each carrying a plate of hors d'oeuvres or drinks.
The Chef claps a single time, drawing attention to himself. "My loving family of cooks and brewers have been experimenting. Experimentation is the lifeblood of the Gut's ecosystem. I urge you to peruse the inventions of these talented men and women, and give your honest opinions. If something is well received, it is likely to be sold throughout the Gut, or given to you, the hungry customer, at the Whalebone Inn. Once again, your critique is invali-" He almost chokes on his words for a second, "...invaluable."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Head Chef is watching as guests of all classes sample the different foods and drinks his underlings have to offer.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Nueve leaves to poke around some more. “Where was that painting?”
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
They find it again relatively quickly. It's on the floor, and the door is opened.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Sergei sips a couple different drink, looking uncomfortably at the head chef. He says to himself, “How unsettling…”
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
A ghost, with an apron and satchel, sits in the *food place name*. She has olive skin and tousled short black hair. SHe smells of soot
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
Chef Barbeau seems to somehow hear this from half the deck away. He turns suddenly and walks over. "How are you enjoying your samples, sir?" The lips of the mask don't move when he talks. Every other minute expression is tracked, but somehow speech is not.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*As in where it is being served or where it is being prepared? Because it is being prepared in the Underdecks, which are decently dangerous.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Sergei fumbles his drink a little. “Uh-I…delicious! I just love fruity drinks. He. Hehe.”
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 can understand if my appearance disturbs you, but please, for the sake of my artists, be completely honest. If you don't enjoy it now, I doubt you'll enjoy it served at the Whalebone for every remaining day of your trip. Don't worry about how I'll respond. I'm harmless. The only thing on this ship that hurts me is when the guests aren't happy with what we make."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“No, no. It’s truly very good. Is there a pineapple drink by any chance?”
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
"Of course. Brewmaster Hawkshaw!" He calls, not aggressively, just raising his voice loud enough to be heard. A short, grey-skinned creature with a long nose and large ears shuffles over, carrying a tray of bright yellow drinks. "Yes, Chef." "Thank you. Your Pineapple Rawshock, please." Barbeau turns back to Sergei. "You seem like the type of man who likes his drinks hard."
The goblin(?) offers a sugar-rimmed glass to Sergei.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*An Aarakocra glides onto the ship and looks around*
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