The door to the potions classroom is open, just slightly enough to see the teacher's desk. Candles and jars line the ebony surface, and a rather large bird perch stands where the chair would be.
Lify walks in
Neve follows suit
Lynna enters the class. She isn’t supposed to be there but is anyway
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
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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)
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
"Talking bird."
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
"Hello!"
Lify bows
Professor Corbin bows his feathery head in return
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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)
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
"Talking bird."
“Morning professor.” *she probably has seen Lynna before, considering Lynna has lived at Vanderbilt her entire life*
"Shouldn't you be focusing on that antidote Prof?"
"right." he takes out a bottle of grung poison and a buncen burner
"Quick Question, how does the body composer of Grungs compare to Purple worms?"
"grung poison is less fatal that purple worm. but grung are immune to all kinds of poison so there must be more in common."
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Slick is watching the sky after cleaning Rain's armor and putting it in a display case.
Raigan is running around the school for his daily cardio after losing his fight.
*Hey everybody*
Fyra goes to find slick
He's just laying outside his shack, eye closed and peaceful.
She sneaks up on him and pokes him. Stealth 20
It was so stealth he didn't even notice, he talks to himself "I'm so lucky, I have such a great life. Good friends, a great girlfriend, a good father, and a talent people seek. I can't believe a kid abandoned by his own parents because he was too different got all the way here."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
"Hello!"
Lify bows
Professor Corbin bows his feathery head in return
"If we need any demon blood for any of this- just prick me in the arm... unless we already have some?"
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
"Talking bird."
"That is accurate. Shall we commence the lesson?"
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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)
Slick is watching the sky after cleaning Rain's armor and putting it in a display case.
Raigan is running around the school for his daily cardio after losing his fight.
*Hey everybody*
Fyra goes to find slick
He's just laying outside his shack, eye closed and peaceful.
She sneaks up on him and pokes him. Stealth 20
It was so stealth he didn't even notice, he talks to himself "I'm so lucky, I have such a great life. Good friends, a great girlfriend, a good father, and a talent people seek. I can't believe a kid abandoned by his own parents because he was too different got all the way here."
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
*Almost thought the school had a flying Keku under their employ*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*for all in potions class* Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention. "Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
Fyra goes to find slick
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
"Quick Question, how does the body composer of Grungs compare to Purple worms?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He's just laying outside his shack, eye closed and peaceful.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Lynna sits down at one of the stations.
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*for all in potions class*
Down from the rafters flies a ebony-black raven, swooping onto the perch. In perfect English, but with a raven-like rasp to it, it calls the class to attention.
"Good Afternoon, Everyone. I am professor Corbin Vidalia."
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)
She sneaks up on him and pokes him. Stealth 15
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
"Hello!"
Lify bows
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Talking bird."
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Professor Corbin bows his feathery head in return
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)
“Morning professor.” *she probably has seen Lynna before, considering Lynna has lived at Vanderbilt her entire life*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
"grung poison is less fatal that purple worm. but grung are immune to all kinds of poison so there must be more in common."
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
It was so stealth he didn't even notice, he talks to himself "I'm so lucky, I have such a great life. Good friends, a great girlfriend, a good father, and a talent people seek. I can't believe a kid abandoned by his own parents because he was too different got all the way here."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Hei, professer vidalia"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"If we need any demon blood for any of this- just prick me in the arm... unless we already have some?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Can I drink the grung poison then? I'm still thirsty."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"That is accurate. Shall we commence the lesson?"
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)
“…what?”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*Almost thought the school had a flying Keku under their employ*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*’ello. Sry about being on and off earlier…*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
"Crows talking isn't a rare thing!"
she says, loudly, to [himy's char]
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.