I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Peony is sat at a table in the courtyard, reading a letter while ground-covering plants grow around her feet
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Cookie is in his room with the door wide open, humming as he works on a batch of dark green chocolate bars.
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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.
Peony is sat at a table in the courtyard, reading a letter while ground-covering plants grow around her feet
Raigan is sitting at the base of a tree reading a book, looking much more civil, although he still has his bat.
Peony looks at him. "You never took me up on that fight, you know." Peony looks less civil, wearing an old roller-skating jacket over her uniform and generally appearing more frazzled.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Peony is sat at a table in the courtyard, reading a letter while ground-covering plants grow around her feet
Raigan is sitting at the base of a tree reading a book, looking much more civil, although he still has his bat.
Peony looks at him. "You never took me up on that fight, you know." Peony looks less civil, wearing an old roller-skating jacket over her uniform and generally appearing more frazzled.
He looks up from his book “Well I don’t expect that changing any time soon. I still don’t fight girls, unless I have to. What happened to you, you seem less… or rather more like I used too.”
Peony is sat at a table in the courtyard, reading a letter while ground-covering plants grow around her feet
Raigan is sitting at the base of a tree reading a book, looking much more civil, although he still has his bat.
Peony looks at him. "You never took me up on that fight, you know." Peony looks less civil, wearing an old roller-skating jacket over her uniform and generally appearing more frazzled.
He looks up from his book “Well I don’t expect that changing any time soon. I still don’t fight girls, unless I have to. What happened to you, you seem less… or rather more like I used too.”
"I made some friends. I didn't want to go back home for the summer, so some other white lilies took turns letting me stay at theirs."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Peony is sat at a table in the courtyard, reading a letter while ground-covering plants grow around her feet
Raigan is sitting at the base of a tree reading a book, looking much more civil, although he still has his bat.
Peony looks at him. "You never took me up on that fight, you know." Peony looks less civil, wearing an old roller-skating jacket over her uniform and generally appearing more frazzled.
He looks up from his book “Well I don’t expect that changing any time soon. I still don’t fight girls, unless I have to. What happened to you, you seem less… or rather more like I used too.”
"I made some friends. I didn't want to go back home for the summer, so some other white lilies took turns letting me stay at theirs."
“Did you, I don’t know, shower over the summer? Because I’m going to be honest, it doesn’t look like it.” He closes his book, leaving a mark at his page.
Cookie is in his room with the door wide open, humming as he works on a batch of dark green chocolate bars.
*anybody?*
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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.
Cookie is in his room with the door wide open, humming as he works on a batch of dark green chocolate bars.
*anybody?*
He hears sniffing from outside his room. Someone can smell the chocolate. A young man wearing a leather pig mask (as in the entire head of a pig tanned into leather) walks out from around the corner. "Eigengrau" ("Personal grey" in German, called "Brain Grey" in English. It's the color you see when there is no light) reads his uniform. He smells like sandalwood.
His hands are in his pockets, but his rolled-up sleeves reveal pitch-black, semi-transparent flesh. He doesn't seem to have eyes, but a barely visible smile can be seen through the gaping mouth of the pig. "You make food?"
Cookie is in his room with the door wide open, humming as he works on a batch of dark green chocolate bars.
*anybody?*
*Do you want to deal with James or Raigan?*
*James*
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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.
Cookie is in his room with the door wide open, humming as he works on a batch of dark green chocolate bars.
*anybody?*
He hears sniffing from outside his room. Someone can smell the chocolate. A young man wearing a leather pig mask (as in the entire head of a pig tanned into leather) walks out from around the corner. "Eigengrau" ("Personal grey" in German, called "Brain Grey" in English. It's the color you see when there is no light) reads his uniform. He smells like sandalwood.
His hands are in his pockets, but his rolled-up sleeves reveal pitch-black, semi-transparent flesh. He doesn't seem to have eyes, but a barely visible smile can be seen through the gaping mouth of the pig. "You make food?"
Cookie looks up from his intricate molding device. “Yes, I’m a chocolatier. You don’t want these, though. They change your appearance. I can make you a fresh batch of your choice if you’d like, though.”
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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.
Cookie is in his room with the door wide open, humming as he works on a batch of dark green chocolate bars.
*James*
James, who is now a Tiefling smells the freshly made food and walks into Cookie's room "Did we get a new cook or something?"
“Pretty much.” Cookie lifts off the goggles that gradius forgot to mention he was wearing and holds up a dark green bar of chocolate. “I’m a dessert chef.”
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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.
He hears sniffing from outside his room. Someone can smell the chocolate. A young man wearing a leather pig mask (as in the entire head of a pig tanned into leather) walks out from around the corner. "Eigengrau" ("Personal grey" in German, called "Brain Grey" in English. It's the color you see when there is no light) reads his uniform. He smells like sandalwood.
His hands are in his pockets, but his rolled-up sleeves reveal pitch-black, semi-transparent flesh. He doesn't seem to have eyes, but a barely visible smile can be seen through the gaping mouth of the pig. "You make food?"
Cookie looks up from his intricate molding device. “Yes, I’m a chocolatier. You don’t want these, though. They change your appearance. I can make you a fresh batch of your choice if you’d like, though.”
"Hmmm... I guess changing my appearance wouldn't help me much. I can already do that on my own."He takes a hand out of his pocket and turns it into a plush pig. He tosses it over to Cookie. "How about something with meat? I've heard of meat candy before. Can you make that?"
He hears sniffing from outside his room. Someone can smell the chocolate. A young man wearing a leather pig mask (as in the entire head of a pig tanned into leather) walks out from around the corner. "Eigengrau" ("Personal grey" in German, called "Brain Grey" in English. It's the color you see when there is no light) reads his uniform. He smells like sandalwood.
His hands are in his pockets, but his rolled-up sleeves reveal pitch-black, semi-transparent flesh. He doesn't seem to have eyes, but a barely visible smile can be seen through the gaping mouth of the pig. "You make food?"
Cookie looks up from his intricate molding device. “Yes, I’m a chocolatier. You don’t want these, though. They change your appearance. I can make you a fresh batch of your choice if you’d like, though.”
"Hmmm... I guess changing my appearance wouldn't help me much. I can already do that on my own."He takes a hand out of his pocket and turns it into a plush pig. He tosses it over to Cookie. "How about something with meat? I've heard of meat candy before. Can you make that?"
*Two quick notes:*
*1. this kid is 6' 4"* *2. I have to go soon*
Cookie catches the pig plush in his top hat, where it seems to disappear. “Sure thing. It’ll just be one copper apiece.”
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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.
TRON LIVES
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*The command is Unable to parse dice roll.*
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
"Don't be, it was my fault."
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
hey dudes
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Wassup.
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
Peony is sat at a table in the courtyard, reading a letter while ground-covering plants grow around her feet
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Raigan is sitting at the base of a tree reading a book, looking much more civil, although he still has his bat.
Cookie is in his room with the door wide open, humming as he works on a batch of dark green chocolate bars.
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
Peony looks at him.
"You never took me up on that fight, you know."
Peony looks less civil, wearing an old roller-skating jacket over her uniform and generally appearing more frazzled.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
He looks up from his book “Well I don’t expect that changing any time soon. I still don’t fight girls, unless I have to. What happened to you, you seem less… or rather more like I used too.”
"I made some friends. I didn't want to go back home for the summer, so some other white lilies took turns letting me stay at theirs."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
“Did you, I don’t know, shower over the summer? Because I’m going to be honest, it doesn’t look like it.” He closes his book, leaving a mark at his page.
*anybody?*
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
He hears sniffing from outside his room. Someone can smell the chocolate. A young man wearing a leather pig mask (as in the entire head of a pig tanned into leather) walks out from around the corner. "Eigengrau" ("Personal grey" in German, called "Brain Grey" in English. It's the color you see when there is no light) reads his uniform. He smells like sandalwood.
His hands are in his pockets, but his rolled-up sleeves reveal pitch-black, semi-transparent flesh. He doesn't seem to have eyes, but a barely visible smile can be seen through the gaping mouth of the pig. "You make food?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Do you want to deal with James or Raigan?*
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
*James*
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
Cookie looks up from his intricate molding device. “Yes, I’m a chocolatier. You don’t want these, though. They change your appearance. I can make you a fresh batch of your choice if you’d like, though.”
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
James, who is now a Tiefling smells the freshly made food and walks into Cookie's room "Did we get a new cook or something?"
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
“Pretty much.” Cookie lifts off the goggles that gradius forgot to mention he was wearing and holds up a dark green bar of chocolate. “I’m a dessert chef.”
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
"Hmmm... I guess changing my appearance wouldn't help me much. I can already do that on my own." He takes a hand out of his pocket and turns it into a plush pig. He tosses it over to Cookie. "How about something with meat? I've heard of meat candy before. Can you make that?"
*Two quick notes:*
*1. this kid is 6' 4"*
*2. I have to go soon*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Cookie catches the pig plush in his top hat, where it seems to disappear. “Sure thing. It’ll just be one copper apiece.”
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