“Kings and tyrants must fall. Ashes to ashes. The must die. Crimes committed or not.”
“So are you an anarchist? Or do you have some other model you follow?” asks Mr. Ombré.
“Kill those who oppress others.”
"And any form of rule is oppression?"
“Yes.” He says, a fire in his eyes.
He smiles, “You’re political views are captivating sir. I look forward to seeing how your little revolution plays out.”
“I’m sure you will.” He says, putting his spear back on his back. “Now, if you’ll let me pass, I have a king and his men to kill.”
He steps to the side and smiles charmingly, gesturing with a sweep of his hand, “He’s right this way. He knows you’re coming and he’ll be waiting with his doors wide open. So annoyingly hospitable. What good is a royal palace if everyone is allowed in its halls at all times?”
*Ah. It is a very large gnoll, but not that large.*
He doesn't say anything for a while. "I don't know. I think only the Alexandre family does. You know, the Meat Kings. No one's seen them for decades, so..."
“Hmm. And could it be possible that they are dead?”
"I doubt it. Someone has to run the company, and the up-highs are pretty vocal about the nepotism going on."
“Interesting. What about the pit full of trucks outside?”
He starts eating a slice of pizza. "Oh yeah. Those get recycled. The drivers are animated animal carcasses or something, and it's easier than explaining parking to them."
“Intriguing. Are there any sentient creatures here beyond you?”
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
"Yes" she smiles a little as a few ghosts wave back
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
"Yes" she smiles a little as a few ghosts wave back
"It's good to have lots of friends. Especially around your age."
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
"Yes" she smiles a little as a few ghosts wave back
"It's good to have lots of friends. Especially around your age."
"According to the grim, I'm Three hundred and forty seven."
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
"Yes" she smiles a little as a few ghosts wave back
"It's good to have lots of friends. Especially around your age."
"According to the grim, I'm Three hundred and forty seven."
"Oh really? Almost as old as I was when I took my first kingdom. My point still stands, but more towards mental age."
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
"Yes" she smiles a little as a few ghosts wave back
"It's good to have lots of friends. Especially around your age."
"According to the grim, I'm Three hundred and forty seven."
"Oh really? Almost as old as I was when I took my first kingdom. My point still stands, but more towards mental age."
"huh. I'm not quite sure how old I am that way" she climbs onto thint's scaly back
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
“Kings and tyrants must fall. Ashes to ashes. The must die. Crimes committed or not.”
“So are you an anarchist? Or do you have some other model you follow?” asks Mr. Ombré.
“Kill those who oppress others.”
"And any form of rule is oppression?"
“Yes.” He says, a fire in his eyes.
He smiles, “You’re political views are captivating sir. I look forward to seeing how your little revolution plays out.”
“I’m sure you will.” He says, putting his spear back on his back. “Now, if you’ll let me pass, I have a king and his men to kill.”
He steps to the side and smiles charmingly, gesturing with a sweep of his hand, “He’s right this way. He knows you’re coming and he’ll be waiting with his doors wide open. So annoyingly hospitable. What good is a royal palace if everyone is allowed in its halls at all times?”
“Fair enough. Thank you for not getting in my way. Would’ve been a shame to kill you too.” He says, continuing to walk
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last" *btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
"Yes" she smiles a little as a few ghosts wave back
"It's good to have lots of friends. Especially around your age."
"According to the grim, I'm Three hundred and forty seven."
"Oh really? Almost as old as I was when I took my first kingdom. My point still stands, but more towards mental age."
"huh. I'm not quite sure how old I am that way" she climbs onto thint's scaly back
“I’m just going to assume it is around the age you look. Less I’ll be embarrassed.” She flaps her wings and takes flight.
Water runs in serpentine rivulets down his full, red-orange-yellow beard. He takes a hearty bite of the apple he won, chews it, and then responds, “You have a magnificent barrel of them, my friend. Tell me, what is your name?”
"Oh thank you very much! As for my name... ugh, it's just been so long since I ever used it. Can't recall! Feel free to name me, I guess!"
"Hm, a naming isn't something that is to be done lightly. I'll have to think on it. What sort of enterprise do you have here with your barrel of apples?"
"Just a simple game, really. Although... if you cheat, I snap at you." He smiles, revealing rows of sharp, needle-like teeth. "And if I can tell you're evil, wellll, I might try to drown you. But that's only if a person were to cheat. I'd say it's quite fair. Especially if I have to live out my existence as an undead fae whatchamacallit... I'm not entirely sure what I am."
He seems to give off the same vibe as a sphinx does with their riddles. Very extreme. But rule-following.
He smiles, “You’d be surprised by how many people are just as confused as you. I very much like your game.”
"Oh goody thank you! I greatly enjoy being able to provide the rule followers with my apples. I hope it's alright if my fellow Barrels and I stay here, in your land? It fits our wants and needs very nicely. We can even attend any royal parties you have, and things of that manner, since we can provide fun and food."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
He steps to the side and smiles charmingly, gesturing with a sweep of his hand, “He’s right this way. He knows you’re coming and he’ll be waiting with his doors wide open. So annoyingly hospitable. What good is a royal palace if everyone is allowed in its halls at all times?”
“Intriguing. Are there any sentient creatures here beyond you?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*hey guys. I know it's late, but I'm sad*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*I'm here for a bit, if you want to talk?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The graveyard grim, a large black doglike humanoid, naps in the graveyard on palace grounds. It's full of ghosts, some sleeping, some talking in breathy voices, and some gathering around a shallow grave where felicity sits
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Thint slowly descends, gives the dog humanoid a small pat, and approaches Felicity. "How have the past few days treated you? I noticed you never seemed to call for me. If you did, I am terribly sorry."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
she sighs. "Nothing happened to me that wasn't my fault" she gives a pained smile
The grim looks indignant, but his wildly wagging tail says otherwise
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Thint sits down next to her, careful not to knock over any gravestones. "What happened?"
*Just a quick question. How would you say these two's relationship can be summed up as? I just want to make sure we're on a similar page.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Parental?*
"I just got sad. I wandered further than I ought have and though I was happy for a little while, It didn't last"
*btw she becomes more 'dead'(ie, decaying, getting scruffier, leaving decomposition fluid everywhere) when she is sad. Sort of a metaphor for early-onset depression ig.*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Ok. same page.*
"It's ok to feel sad, and it's ok to be curious, but if you let it quite literally destroy you, then it is, well, unhealthy. Let's get you out of that grave." Thint reaches with a claw for Felicity to grab.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
she does so, waving at the ghosts in the graveyard and the grim. "I'll come back"
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Thint smiles at this. "You've made a few friends here?"
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Yes" she smiles a little as a few ghosts wave back
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"It's good to have lots of friends. Especially around your age."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"According to the grim, I'm Three hundred and forty seven."
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"Oh really? Almost as old as I was when I took my first kingdom. My point still stands, but more towards mental age."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"huh. I'm not quite sure how old I am that way" she climbs onto thint's scaly back
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
“Fair enough. Thank you for not getting in my way. Would’ve been a shame to kill you too.” He says, continuing to walk
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I’m just going to assume it is around the age you look. Less I’ll be embarrassed.” She flaps her wings and takes flight.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Oh goody thank you! I greatly enjoy being able to provide the rule followers with my apples. I hope it's alright if my fellow Barrels and I stay here, in your land? It fits our wants and needs very nicely. We can even attend any royal parties you have, and things of that manner, since we can provide fun and food."
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟