A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A shadow that must way at least a couple pounds falls across you, "Well what have we here?"
"I'm Redd."
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
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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.
Evie hasn't been seen in a bit, but there is a suspiciously evie-shaped blanket lump in the corner
You here the sound of someone, someone very large, approach the blanket and then stop. There is silence for a moment, and then the creaking of timbers as somebody bends down and the blanket rises to reveal a bush bearded, sky eyed, cliff browed, canyon creased, boulder nosed face.
Evie has a hat pulled down over her eyes. "Put that back, I could hurt you!"
You catch a glimpse of a gully sized smile before the blanket drops back over your head. "Pardon me. I wouldn't want you to do that."
"thank you. We can talk though"
"What are you doing under that blanket?" you can almost feel his voice rushing over you like a gale across a mountain's slope.
A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A shadow that must way at least a couple pounds falls across you, "Well what have we here?"
"I'm Redd."
"Hello Redd, I'm Paul Bunyan, in case you didn't know." He smiles and extends his hand for a handshake.
A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A shadow that must way at least a couple pounds falls across you, "Well what have we here?"
"I'm Redd."
"Hello Redd, I'm Paul Bunyan, in case you didn't know." He smiles and extends his hand for a handshake.
"Hey paul." redd shakes
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
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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.
Evie hasn't been seen in a bit, but there is a suspiciously evie-shaped blanket lump in the corner
You here the sound of someone, someone very large, approach the blanket and then stop. There is silence for a moment, and then the creaking of timbers as somebody bends down and the blanket rises to reveal a bush bearded, sky eyed, cliff browed, canyon creased, boulder nosed face.
Evie has a hat pulled down over her eyes. "Put that back, I could hurt you!"
You catch a glimpse of a gully sized smile before the blanket drops back over your head. "Pardon me. I wouldn't want you to do that."
"thank you. We can talk though"
"What are you doing under that blanket?" you can almost feel his voice rushing over you like a gale across a mountain's slope.
"I'm hiding"
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
"Could you help me find her?" *jenifer i think*
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
"Could you help me find her?" *jenifer i think*
“Sure. I’m quite good at finding people.”
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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.
A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
"Could you help me find her?" *jenifer i think*
“Sure. I’m quite good at finding people.”
"Nice." redd gives a 'lead the way' gesture
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A shadow that must way at least a couple pounds falls across you, "Well what have we here?"
"I'm Redd."
"Hello Redd, I'm Paul Bunyan, in case you didn't know." He smiles and extends his hand for a handshake.
"Hey paul." redd shakes
Your hand is swallowed by his massive hand. Bone splintering strength surrounds it but when you draw your hand back out it is somehow completely unharmed. "Where are you from?"
A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
"Could you help me find her?" *jenifer i think*
“Sure. I’m quite good at finding people.”
"Nice." redd gives a 'lead the way' gesture
He touches the ground and his eyes flash gold for a moment before sprinting off in the direction of the medical ward “C’mon.”
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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.
A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A shadow that must way at least a couple pounds falls across you, "Well what have we here?"
"I'm Redd."
"Hello Redd, I'm Paul Bunyan, in case you didn't know." He smiles and extends his hand for a handshake.
"Hey paul." redd shakes
Your hand is swallowed by his massive hand. Bone splintering strength surrounds it but when you draw your hand back out it is somehow completely unharmed. "Where are you from?"
"Nottingham. Pretty place"
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
"Could you help me find her?" *jenifer i think*
“Sure. I’m quite good at finding people.”
"Nice." redd gives a 'lead the way' gesture
He touches the ground and his eyes flash gold for a moment before sprinting off in the direction of the medical ward “C’mon.”
Redd follows, decently fast
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
"Could you help me find her?" *jenifer i think*
“Sure. I’m quite good at finding people.”
"Nice." redd gives a 'lead the way' gesture
He touches the ground and his eyes flash gold for a moment before sprinting off in the direction of the medical ward “C’mon.”
Redd follows, decently fast
“So where you from? And what’s ya name?” He calls back
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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.
A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A shadow that must way at least a couple pounds falls across you, "Well what have we here?"
"I'm Redd."
"Hello Redd, I'm Paul Bunyan, in case you didn't know." He smiles and extends his hand for a handshake.
"Hey paul." redd shakes
Your hand is swallowed by his massive hand. Bone splintering strength surrounds it but when you draw your hand back out it is somehow completely unharmed. "Where are you from?"
A lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A young blond..man? Woman? Hard to tell lands next to them and curses
"You're the woman they told me to find... uhh... Linda? No wait..." they stand up and think harder
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
“I’m not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
"Could you help me find her?" *jenifer i think*
“Sure. I’m quite good at finding people.”
"Nice." redd gives a 'lead the way' gesture
He touches the ground and his eyes flash gold for a moment before sprinting off in the direction of the medical ward “C’mon.”
Redd follows, decently fast
“So where you from? And what’s ya name?” He calls back
"I'm redd. I'm from nottingham"
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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 lithe young person is tossed into the room. They wear a baggy green hoodie, have red hair, and a note has been taped to them that reads: Illogical Incarnation: further research required
A shadow that must way at least a couple pounds falls across you, "Well what have we here?"
"I'm Redd."
"Hello Redd, I'm Paul Bunyan, in case you didn't know." He smiles and extends his hand for a handshake.
"Hey paul." redd shakes
Your hand is swallowed by his massive hand. Bone splintering strength surrounds it but when you draw your hand back out it is somehow completely unharmed. "Where are you from?"
"Nottingham. Pretty place"
"That's across the pond, isn't it?"
"Mhm."
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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)
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"I'm Redd."
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)
“Actually. I’m a dude right now.” He stands up “And I don’t know you. And my name is Lorain.”
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
"What are you doing under that blanket?" you can almost feel his voice rushing over you like a gale across a mountain's slope.
"Sorry. They said to find a blonde who worked for the thing. A scientist-y person? You that person?"
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)
"Hello Redd, I'm Paul Bunyan, in case you didn't know." He smiles and extends his hand for a handshake.
"Hey paul." redd shakes
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 not. Considering the fact that I was kidnapped in the middle of the night.” He puts the hood of his windbreaker on
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
"I'm hiding"
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)
"Could you help me find her?"
*jenifer i think*
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)
“Sure. I’m quite good at finding people.”
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
"Nice." redd gives a 'lead the way' gesture
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)
Your hand is swallowed by his massive hand. Bone splintering strength surrounds it but when you draw your hand back out it is somehow completely unharmed. "Where are you from?"
"From what?"
He touches the ground and his eyes flash gold for a moment before sprinting off in the direction of the medical ward “C’mon.”
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
"Nottingham. Pretty place"
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)
Redd follows, decently fast
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)
“So where you from? And what’s ya name?” He calls back
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
"That's across the pond, isn't it?"
"I'm redd. I'm from nottingham"
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)
"Mhm."
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)