*whimsy. I like it. Can I play the Tarow character that I played on the Travelling Theater thread?*
*I ain't a mod, but personally, I say do whatever ya want. The travelling theatre was much more gritty than this tho*
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
*whimsy. I like it. Can I play the Tarow character that I played on the Travelling Theater thread?*
*I ain't a mod, but personally, I say do whatever ya want. The travelling theatre was much more gritty than this tho*
*nice, nice. I can't RP a whole lot now, travelling a lot. Maybe in a bit.*
*I can RP whenever ya want to*
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
It cocks the cannon
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
It cocks the cannon
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
“Cause I can and I felt like It. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
"I COULD hit you over your tiny metal head with a longsword, cast suggestion on you and tell you to F*** off, or overload you circuits, cogs or whatever makes you intelligent with a few words." He sighs. "I DON'T want to do those things, so please leave my feet alone and don't shoot me with a miniature cannon."
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
It cocks the cannon
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
“Cause I can and I felt like It. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
"I COULD hit you over your tiny metal head with a longsword, cast suggestion on you and tell you to F*** off, or overload you circuits, cogs or whatever makes you intelligent with a few words." He sighs. "I DON'T want to do those things, so please leave my feet alone and don't shoot me with a miniature cannon."
“And I don’t care.” Metal wings pop out of his back and he flies 30 feet into the air
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
It cocks the cannon
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
“Cause I can and I felt like It. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
"I COULD hit you over your tiny metal head with a longsword, cast suggestion on you and tell you to F*** off, or overload you circuits, cogs or whatever makes you intelligent with a few words." He sighs. "I DON'T want to do those things, so please leave my feet alone and don't shoot me with a miniature cannon."
“And I don’t care.” Metal wings pop out of his back and he flies 30 feet into the air
"Ugh." He goes back to building the stage. "Honestly. I'm getting trash-talked by a frickin robotic rat. What next?" He says to no-one in particular.
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
It cocks the cannon
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
“Cause I can and I felt like It. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
"I COULD hit you over your tiny metal head with a longsword, cast suggestion on you and tell you to F*** off, or overload you circuits, cogs or whatever makes you intelligent with a few words." He sighs. "I DON'T want to do those things, so please leave my feet alone and don't shoot me with a miniature cannon."
“And I don’t care.” Metal wings pop out of his back and he flies 30 feet into the air
"Ugh." He goes back to building the stage. "Honestly. I'm getting trash-talked by a frickin robotic rat. What next?" He says to no-one in particular.
Flint approaches him “Have you seen a homunculus rat. A rude one.”
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
It cocks the cannon
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
“Cause I can and I felt like It. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
"I COULD hit you over your tiny metal head with a longsword, cast suggestion on you and tell you to F*** off, or overload you circuits, cogs or whatever makes you intelligent with a few words." He sighs. "I DON'T want to do those things, so please leave my feet alone and don't shoot me with a miniature cannon."
“And I don’t care.” Metal wings pop out of his back and he flies 30 feet into the air
"Ugh." He goes back to building the stage. "Honestly. I'm getting trash-talked by a frickin robotic rat. What next?" He says to no-one in particular.
Flint approaches him “Have you seen a homunculus rat. A rude one.”
"Up there." b'Eep points to the rat. "It tried to eat my toes, then tried to shoot me, and THEN trash-talked me."
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
b'Eep (The grung bard) and Straeth (the Cervan) are in different places for once.
b'Eep is building a stage outside the main tent.
Straeth is loitering outside the main tent.
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
It cocks the cannon
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
“Cause I can and I felt like It. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
"I COULD hit you over your tiny metal head with a longsword, cast suggestion on you and tell you to F*** off, or overload you circuits, cogs or whatever makes you intelligent with a few words." He sighs. "I DON'T want to do those things, so please leave my feet alone and don't shoot me with a miniature cannon."
“And I don’t care.” Metal wings pop out of his back and he flies 30 feet into the air
"Ugh." He goes back to building the stage. "Honestly. I'm getting trash-talked by a frickin robotic rat. What next?" He says to no-one in particular.
Flint approaches him “Have you seen a homunculus rat. A rude one.”
"Up there." b'Eep points to the rat. "It tried to eat my toes, then tried to shoot me, and THEN trash-talked me."
He looks up “FEDWIG GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW.” He looks over “don’t mind him. He does that to just about everyone. Gets a kick out of it.” The rat flies down and lands on flint’s hat
*whimsy. I like it. Can I play the Tarow character that I played on the Travelling Theater thread?*
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*I ain't a mod, but personally, I say do whatever ya want. The travelling theatre was much more gritty than this tho*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
*nice, nice. I can't RP a whole lot now, travelling a lot. Maybe in a bit.*
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*I can RP whenever ya want to*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
A small mechanical rat nibbles his toes
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*Lucky it's mechanical*
"Oi!" He says, giving the rat a light kick. "What's that about?"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
The rat unhinges its jaw and from it comes a small cannon
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Woah, man! You were attempting to eat my toes!" b'Eep puts his hands on his hips.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
It cocks the cannon
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
B'Eep sighs. "Why were you eating my toes?"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
“Cause I can and I felt like It. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"I COULD hit you over your tiny metal head with a longsword, cast suggestion on you and tell you to F*** off, or overload you circuits, cogs or whatever makes you intelligent with a few words." He sighs. "I DON'T want to do those things, so please leave my feet alone and don't shoot me with a miniature cannon."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
“And I don’t care.” Metal wings pop out of his back and he flies 30 feet into the air
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*btw it converses by writing in the dirt*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Ugh." He goes back to building the stage. "Honestly. I'm getting trash-talked by a frickin robotic rat. What next?" He says to no-one in particular.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
Flint approaches him “Have you seen a homunculus rat. A rude one.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Up there." b'Eep points to the rat. "It tried to eat my toes, then tried to shoot me, and THEN trash-talked me."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
*I gtg*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
He looks up “FEDWIG GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW.” He looks over “don’t mind him. He does that to just about everyone. Gets a kick out of it.” The rat flies down and lands on flint’s hat
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"a good philosophy"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye