A kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
"It's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
"It's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
“There won’t always be people to listen to. Sometimes you may go decades alone. Trust me lad, I’m just trying to help.”
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
"It's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
“There won’t always be people to listen to. Sometimes you may go decades alone. Trust me lad, I’m just trying to help.”
"You're always here. You're very interesting"
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
"It's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
“There won’t always be people to listen to. Sometimes you may go decades alone. Trust me lad, I’m just trying to help.”
"You're always here. You're very interesting"
“Fair.”
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
"It's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
“There won’t always be people to listen to. Sometimes you may go decades alone. Trust me lad, I’m just trying to help.”
"You're always here. You're very interesting"
“Fair.”
"What do you want me to do?"
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
"It's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
“There won’t always be people to listen to. Sometimes you may go decades alone. Trust me lad, I’m just trying to help.”
"You're always here. You're very interesting"
“Fair.”
"What do you want me to do?"
“Find something to enjoy that isn’t housework, that’s all I ask, lad.”
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Z seemingly comes from nowhere, as he does “You don’t need to dust those. They aren’t dusty, lad.”
"I'm dusting." jigsaw fixates
“Yes, and you don’t need to.”
"Oh." they look. "Sorry"
“You must find yourself a pastime, lad. You can’t spend all of your likely infinite lifetime dusting shelves. Have you tried poker?”
"I do other things."
“Like what?”
"Sweep, cook, talk to people, listen."
“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
"It's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
“There won’t always be people to listen to. Sometimes you may go decades alone. Trust me lad, I’m just trying to help.”
"You're always here. You're very interesting"
“Fair.”
"What do you want me to do?"
“Find something to enjoy that isn’t housework, that’s all I ask, lad.”
"I can try"
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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 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)
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.
A kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
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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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Kane strolls past the kid-sized person, fiddling with his metal handle-looking thing and a small microphone looking item. His voice sounds in the kid-sized person’s head. Those shelves aren’t dusty, you know.
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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.
A kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Kane strolls past the kid-sized person, fiddling with his metal handle-looking thing and a small microphone looking item. His voice sounds in the kid-sized person’s head. Those shelves aren’t dusty, you know.
"Nothing else is. This is what I will do until something needs to be dealt with"
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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 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 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 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 kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
Kane strolls past the kid-sized person, fiddling with his metal handle-looking thing and a small microphone looking item. His voice sounds in the kid-sized person’s head. Those shelves aren’t dusty, you know.
"Nothing else is. This is what I will do until something needs to be dealt with"
He walks up and speaks with his voice, rather than telepathy. “Why?”
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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.
A kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
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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)
Kane is finished with his meditating, and is now sitting on the floor using The Force to reassemble his Lightsaber handle. It wasn’t functioning properly before, so he used parts from his comm to fix it.
*for jester*
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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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“All boring. Find a hobby. I would recommend knitting.”
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's very interesting, listening to people, but sure, if you request"
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)
“There won’t always be people to listen to. Sometimes you may go decades alone. Trust me lad, I’m just trying to help.”
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
"You're always here. You're very interesting"
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)
“Fair.”
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 do you want me to do?"
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)
“Find something to enjoy that isn’t housework, that’s all I ask, lad.”
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 can try"
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
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*
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 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)
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
"Nothing else is. This is what I will do until something needs to be dealt with"
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)
*helo?*
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)
hellllo?
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)
hi
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
u have a char here?
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)
He walks up and speaks with his voice, rather than telepathy. “Why?”
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
A kid-sized person in a bellhop's outfit is dusting off some shelves that seem to be not dusty. His limbs are wrapped in bandages, and he exudes the sounds of soft mechanical whirring. Tufts of mismatched hair and copper wires stich out from under his hat. What can be seen of his face is childish and freckly
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 jester*
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