A small creature, covered head-to-toe in paper tags meant to seal away evil, stumbles through Absit, desperately trying to remove the seals to no avail. It's clearly trying to speak, but its voice is completely silent.
As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
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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.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Sprout seems to be planting flowers in their usual feild
Reqka walks up
"Hello!"
"Hi" sprout says, wiping sap-like blood into the ground
Reqka walks up, a huge scar over her left eye, radiating golden
Sprout gasps when they see it, running up and grabbing reqka's face. "What happened to your face?!"
"uhhh... 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals'..."
*that's kinda weird. Sprout is missing their left eye* "You need help!"
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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)
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
A small creature, covered head-to-toe in paper tags meant to seal away evil, stumbles through Absit, desperately trying to remove the seals to no avail. It's clearly trying to speak, but its voice is completely silent.
As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
It bumps into Skar, then falls onto its back, flailing. It appears to be blinded by all the papers.
A small creature, covered head-to-toe in paper tags meant to seal away evil, stumbles through Absit, desperately trying to remove the seals to no avail. It's clearly trying to speak, but its voice is completely silent.
As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
It bumps into Skar, then falls onto its back, flailing. It appears to be blinded by all the papers.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Sprout seems to be planting flowers in their usual feild
Reqka walks up
"Hello!"
"Hi" sprout says, wiping sap-like blood into the ground
Reqka walks up, a huge scar over her left eye, radiating golden
Sprout gasps when they see it, running up and grabbing reqka's face. "What happened to your face?!"
"uhhh... 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals'..."
*that's kinda weird. Sprout is missing their left eye* "You need help!"
"Don't worry about it- you can't cure it- I'm stuck like this forever, as a reminder of my failure..."
Reqka is much shyer than normal, and winces ever moment they move
"Sit down." sprout says sterner than you've ever heard them talk
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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)
A small creature, covered head-to-toe in paper tags meant to seal away evil, stumbles through Absit, desperately trying to remove the seals to no avail. It's clearly trying to speak, but its voice is completely silent.
As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
It bumps into Skar, then falls onto its back, flailing. It appears to be blinded by all the papers.
Skar turns his head, barely spotting the creature. “What have we here?”
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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.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Sprout seems to be planting flowers in their usual feild
Reqka walks up
"Hello!"
"Hi" sprout says, wiping sap-like blood into the ground
Reqka walks up, a huge scar over her left eye, radiating golden
Sprout gasps when they see it, running up and grabbing reqka's face. "What happened to your face?!"
"uhhh... 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals'..."
*that's kinda weird. Sprout is missing their left eye* "You need help!"
"Don't worry about it- you can't cure it- I'm stuck like this forever, as a reminder of my failure..."
Reqka is much shyer than normal, and winces ever moment they move
"Sit down." sprout says sterner than you've ever heard them talk
Reqka sits
"do you want to know what 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals' is?"
"Yes" sprout starts picking some herbs from the ground and their hair and making them into a poultice
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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)
A small creature, covered head-to-toe in paper tags meant to seal away evil, stumbles through Absit, desperately trying to remove the seals to no avail. It's clearly trying to speak, but its voice is completely silent.
As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
It bumps into Skar, then falls onto its back, flailing. It appears to be blinded by all the papers.
Skar turns his head, barely spotting the creature. “What have we here?”
The creature thrashes on the ground and near-silently moans in distress, only faintly detectable even by Skar's senses. It seems to be trying to get back up and shield itself from harm at the same time.
Sprout seems to be planting flowers in their usual feild
Reqka walks up
"Hello!"
"Hi" sprout says, wiping sap-like blood into the ground
Reqka walks up, a huge scar over her left eye, radiating golden
Sprout gasps when they see it, running up and grabbing reqka's face. "What happened to your face?!"
"uhhh... 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals'..."
*that's kinda weird. Sprout is missing their left eye* "You need help!"
"Don't worry about it- you can't cure it- I'm stuck like this forever, as a reminder of my failure..."
Reqka is much shyer than normal, and winces ever moment they move
"Sit down." sprout says sterner than you've ever heard them talk
Reqka sits
"do you want to know what 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals' is?"
"Yes" sprout starts picking some herbs from the ground and their hair and making them into a poultice
"I'm supposed to be a guardian aasimar- or a worse guardian angel- specific the 'the guardian aasimar of the plant one'- I am not supposed to be friendly to you, or make small talk to you; you aren't even supposed to know me- but you do... It's my fault- should have stayed hidden... Stupid Social Me!!! don't worry- I'm okay..."
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
A small creature, covered head-to-toe in paper tags meant to seal away evil, stumbles through Absit, desperately trying to remove the seals to no avail. It's clearly trying to speak, but its voice is completely silent.
As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
It bumps into Skar, then falls onto its back, flailing. It appears to be blinded by all the papers.
Skar turns his head, barely spotting the creature. “What have we here?”
The creature thrashes on the ground and near-silently moans in distress, only faintly detectable even by Skar's senses. It seems to be trying to get back up and shield itself from harm at the same time.
“You seem to be injured, or at least restrained. Bilzo, help this creature.” Bilzo steps forward carefully to try not to startle the thing.
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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.
Sprout seems to be planting flowers in their usual feild
Reqka walks up
"Hello!"
"Hi" sprout says, wiping sap-like blood into the ground
Reqka walks up, a huge scar over her left eye, radiating golden
Sprout gasps when they see it, running up and grabbing reqka's face. "What happened to your face?!"
"uhhh... 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals'..."
*that's kinda weird. Sprout is missing their left eye* "You need help!"
"Don't worry about it- you can't cure it- I'm stuck like this forever, as a reminder of my failure..."
Reqka is much shyer than normal, and winces ever moment they move
"Sit down." sprout says sterner than you've ever heard them talk
Reqka sits
"do you want to know what 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals' is?"
"Yes" sprout starts picking some herbs from the ground and their hair and making them into a poultice
"I'm supposed to be a guardian aasimar- or a worse guardian angel- specific the 'the guardian aasimar of the plant one'- I am not supposed to be friendly to you, or make small talk to you; you aren't even supposed to know me- but you do... It's my fault- should have stayed hidden... Stupid Social Me!!! don't worry- I'm okay..."
"I'm sorry" sprout finishes the poultice and wraps it up in a cobweb, handing it to reqka. "It should help a little"
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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)
Sprout seems to be planting flowers in their usual feild
Reqka walks up
"Hello!"
"Hi" sprout says, wiping sap-like blood into the ground
Reqka walks up, a huge scar over her left eye, radiating golden
Sprout gasps when they see it, running up and grabbing reqka's face. "What happened to your face?!"
"uhhh... 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals'..."
*that's kinda weird. Sprout is missing their left eye* "You need help!"
"Don't worry about it- you can't cure it- I'm stuck like this forever, as a reminder of my failure..."
Reqka is much shyer than normal, and winces ever moment they move
"Sit down." sprout says sterner than you've ever heard them talk
Reqka sits
"do you want to know what 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals' is?"
"Yes" sprout starts picking some herbs from the ground and their hair and making them into a poultice
"I'm supposed to be a guardian aasimar- or a worse guardian angel- specific the 'the guardian aasimar of the plant one'- I am not supposed to be friendly to you, or make small talk to you; you aren't even supposed to know me- but you do... It's my fault- should have stayed hidden... Stupid Social Me!!! don't worry- I'm okay..."
"I'm sorry" sprout finishes the poultice and wraps it up in a cobweb, handing it to reqka. "It should help a little"
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"I'm sorry and i don't want to seem rude and I'm sure you're a great guardian but... What took you so long? I've died, i've lost my eye, barely escaped getting eaten by a cow and it just seems a little late"
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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 sorry and i don't want to seem rude and I'm sure you're a great guardian but... What took you so long? I've died, i've lost my eye, barely escaped getting eaten by a cow and it just seems a little late"
"the Angelic beings had to decide your potential before they could send me..."
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"I'm sorry and i don't want to seem rude and I'm sure you're a great guardian but... What took you so long? I've died, i've lost my eye, barely escaped getting eaten by a cow and it just seems a little late"
"the Angelic beings had to decide your potential before they could send me..."
"Oh. That sort of makes sense."
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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)
A small creature, covered head-to-toe in paper tags meant to seal away evil, stumbles through Absit, desperately trying to remove the seals to no avail. It's clearly trying to speak, but its voice is completely silent.
As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
It bumps into Skar, then falls onto its back, flailing. It appears to be blinded by all the papers.
Skar turns his head, barely spotting the creature. “What have we here?”
The creature thrashes on the ground and near-silently moans in distress, only faintly detectable even by Skar's senses. It seems to be trying to get back up and shield itself from harm at the same time.
“You seem to be injured, or at least restrained. Bilzo, help this creature.” Bilzo steps forward carefully to try not to startle the thing.
The creature grabs a fistful of seals and tries to rip them off, but only manages to give itself several paper cuts. They don't seem very well secured, but the humanoid seems to be unable to remove them.
"I'm sorry and i don't want to seem rude and I'm sure you're a great guardian but... What took you so long? I've died, i've lost my eye, barely escaped getting eaten by a cow and it just seems a little late"
"the Angelic beings had to decide your potential before they could send me..."
"Oh. That sort of makes sense."
"It doesn't! you had to live a life of torment before you cou- OW!!!"
Reqka grows her mane (that's a sign something is wrong) and starts to float. they seem to be having a argument
"Shut UP!!! your NOT IN CONTROL OF ME!!!"
a celestial, yet ghastly voice says: "Oh, But I AM!"
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
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As it runs around a corner, it encounters the massive, but gentle, form of Skar the Mighty. He is talking to Bilzo about cooking Purple Worms.
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
"uhhh... 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals'..."
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*that's kinda weird. Sprout is missing their left eye*
"You need help!"
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)
"Don't worry about it- you can't cure it- I'm stuck like this forever, as a reminder of my failure..."
Reqka is much shyer than normal, and winces ever moment they move
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
It bumps into Skar, then falls onto its back, flailing. It appears to be blinded by all the papers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*NGL it sounds like a cute little demon cat...*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"Sit down." sprout says sterner than you've ever heard them talk
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)
Skar turns his head, barely spotting the creature. “What have we here?”
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
Reqka sits
"do you want to know what 'unlawfully talking to pathetic mortals' is?"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"Yes" sprout starts picking some herbs from the ground and their hair and making them into a poultice
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)
The creature thrashes on the ground and near-silently moans in distress, only faintly detectable even by Skar's senses. It seems to be trying to get back up and shield itself from harm at the same time.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'm supposed to be a guardian aasimar- or a worse guardian angel- specific the 'the guardian aasimar of the plant one'- I am not supposed to be friendly to you, or make small talk to you; you aren't even supposed to know me- but you do... It's my fault- should have stayed hidden... Stupid Social Me!!! don't worry- I'm okay..."
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“You seem to be injured, or at least restrained. Bilzo, help this creature.” Bilzo steps forward carefully to try not to startle the thing.
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 sorry" sprout finishes the poultice and wraps it up in a cobweb, handing it to reqka. "It should help a little"
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)
"thanks..."
Reqka holds the poultice to their eye
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"I'm sorry and i don't want to seem rude and I'm sure you're a great guardian but... What took you so long? I've died, i've lost my eye, barely escaped getting eaten by a cow and it just seems a little late"
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)
"the Angelic beings had to decide your potential before they could send me..."
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"Oh. That sort of makes sense."
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)
The creature grabs a fistful of seals and tries to rip them off, but only manages to give itself several paper cuts. They don't seem very well secured, but the humanoid seems to be unable to remove them.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"It doesn't! you had to live a life of torment before you cou- OW!!!"
Reqka grows her mane (that's a sign something is wrong) and starts to float. they seem to be having a argument
"Shut UP!!! your NOT IN CONTROL OF ME!!!"
a celestial, yet ghastly voice says: "Oh, But I AM!"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.