A kid in a hood and a mask is just outside the hunter base
They lean up against the wall, waiting for someone or something. Each time a person passes by, they pull their hood tighter
One of the trucks drives by, the headlights turning to light them up, then turn away. It saw them, but didn't pursue.
Perhaps it knows what happened to the last one...
They've already eaten all the meat and thrown away the tins, so they don't pay attention.
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A kid in a hood and a mask is just outside the hunter base
They lean up against the wall, waiting for someone or something. Each time a person passes by, they pull their hood tighter
One of the trucks drives by, the headlights turning to light them up, then turn away. It saw them, but didn't pursue.
Perhaps it knows what happened to the last one...
They've already eaten all the meat and thrown away the tins, so they don't pay attention.
The ground shakes as something falls to the ground nearby. A massive gnoll, as big as some of the Damned. His gleaming red eyes gaze down at the kid as he stands up from all fours. He looks like he could eat the kid in a single bite, but is dressed in a suit made of enough fine fabric to bankrupt a noble family. "Hey there..." he whispers.
A kid in a hood and a mask is just outside the hunter base
They lean up against the wall, waiting for someone or something. Each time a person passes by, they pull their hood tighter
One of the trucks drives by, the headlights turning to light them up, then turn away. It saw them, but didn't pursue.
Perhaps it knows what happened to the last one...
They've already eaten all the meat and thrown away the tins, so they don't pay attention.
The ground shakes as something falls to the ground nearby. A massive gnoll, as big as some of the Damned. His gleaming red eyes gaze down at the kid as he stands up from all fours. He looks like he could eat the kid in a single bite, but is dressed in a suit made of enough fine fabric to bankrupt a noble family. "Hey there..." he whispers.
A kid in a hood and a mask is just outside the hunter base
They lean up against the wall, waiting for someone or something. Each time a person passes by, they pull their hood tighter
One of the trucks drives by, the headlights turning to light them up, then turn away. It saw them, but didn't pursue.
Perhaps it knows what happened to the last one...
They've already eaten all the meat and thrown away the tins, so they don't pay attention.
The ground shakes as something falls to the ground nearby. A massive gnoll, as big as some of the Damned. His gleaming red eyes gaze down at the kid as he stands up from all fours. He looks like he could eat the kid in a single bite, but is dressed in a suit made of enough fine fabric to bankrupt a noble family. "Hey there..." he whispers.
"What?" they seem to not be able to hear him
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A kid in a hood and a mask is just outside the hunter base
They lean up against the wall, waiting for someone or something. Each time a person passes by, they pull their hood tighter
One of the trucks drives by, the headlights turning to light them up, then turn away. It saw them, but didn't pursue.
Perhaps it knows what happened to the last one...
They've already eaten all the meat and thrown away the tins, so they don't pay attention.
The ground shakes as something falls to the ground nearby. A massive gnoll, as big as some of the Damned. His gleaming red eyes gaze down at the kid as he stands up from all fours. He looks like he could eat the kid in a single bite, but is dressed in a suit made of enough fine fabric to bankrupt a noble family. "Hey there..." he whispers.
"What?" they seem to not be able to hear him
"What are we waiting for?" he says, louder this time. He has a thick Southern accent and a deep, rumbling voice appropriate to his size.
A kid in a hood and a mask is just outside the hunter base
They lean up against the wall, waiting for someone or something. Each time a person passes by, they pull their hood tighter
One of the trucks drives by, the headlights turning to light them up, then turn away. It saw them, but didn't pursue.
Perhaps it knows what happened to the last one...
They've already eaten all the meat and thrown away the tins, so they don't pay attention.
The ground shakes as something falls to the ground nearby. A massive gnoll, as big as some of the Damned. His gleaming red eyes gaze down at the kid as he stands up from all fours. He looks like he could eat the kid in a single bite, but is dressed in a suit made of enough fine fabric to bankrupt a noble family. "Hey there..." he whispers.
"What?" they seem to not be able to hear him
"What are we waiting for?" he says, louder this time. He has a thick Southern accent and a deep, rumbling voice appropriate to his size.
"The hunters are processing my draft papers, I think."
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"What are we waiting for?" he says, louder this time. He has a thick Southern accent and a deep, rumbling voice appropriate to his size.
"The hunters are processing my draft papers, I think."
"What? Draft papers?! At your age? You should be getting a job, not going hunting! Who's idea was that?!"
"I'm 16." *by kid i meant teen*
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"What are we waiting for?" he says, louder this time. He has a thick Southern accent and a deep, rumbling voice appropriate to his size.
"The hunters are processing my draft papers, I think."
"What? Draft papers?! At your age? You should be getting a job, not going hunting! Who's idea was that?!"
"I'm 16." *by kid i meant teen*
*I imagined*
"So? That's a good age for factory work, not being eaten by the Damned!"
"I'm not in the market for advice, even from oversized hyenas"
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"So? That's a good age for factory work, not being eaten by the Damned!"
"I'm not in the market for advice, even from oversized hyenas"
He folds his arms. "Okay, shrimp, maybe this advice will be a bit more impactful: don't steal from me again or I'll have you arrested before you even have a chance to be eaten."
"So? That's a good age for factory work, not being eaten by the Damned!"
"I'm not in the market for advice, even from oversized hyenas"
He folds his arms. "Okay, shrimp, maybe this advice will be a bit more impactful: don't steal from me again or I'll have you arrested before you even have a chance to be eaten."
Their eyes widen. "yep, point taken"
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*Also Baalz, if they are packaging the Damned, just know that Damned cells carry The Plague, and there’s no way to get it out without just destroying them*
"So? That's a good age for factory work, not being eaten by the Damned!"
"I'm not in the market for advice, even from oversized hyenas"
He folds his arms. "Okay, shrimp, maybe this advice will be a bit more impactful: don't steal from me again or I'll have you arrested before you even have a chance to be eaten."
Their eyes widen. "yep, point taken"
"Good. You would have gotten some food anyway, you know. You don't need to be greedy like that in the future. And you will have enough food, I've worked as a hunter before, and while it does work up an appetite I've decided my Great Hunter portion sizes will be enough to keep your lot fed."
"So? That's a good age for factory work, not being eaten by the Damned!"
"I'm not in the market for advice, even from oversized hyenas"
He folds his arms. "Okay, shrimp, maybe this advice will be a bit more impactful: don't steal from me again or I'll have you arrested before you even have a chance to be eaten."
Their eyes widen. "yep, point taken"
"Good. You would have gotten some food anyway, you know. You don't need to be greedy like that in the future. And you will have enough food, I've worked as a hunter before, and while it does work up an appetite I've decided my Great Hunter portion sizes will be enough to keep your lot fed."
"Your portion sizes? You're the owner!"
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*Also Baalz, if they are packaging the Damned, just know that Damned cells carry The Plague, and there’s no way to get it out without just destroying them*
*Does that include bone or just flesh? Because as I previously mentioned John has a quite large collection of Bones from the Damned as well as the not. Would John be a plague box then?*
*Also Baalz, if they are packaging the Damned, just know that Damned cells carry The Plague, and there’s no way to get it out without just destroying them*
*Does that include bone or just flesh? Because as I previously mentioned John has a quite large collection of Bones from the Damned as well as the not. Would John be a plague box then?*
*Just the flesh, unless he's taking out the marrow, it wouldn't be an issue. Also, encounter coming soon, the spooky will be a little after that*
The kid in the hood is still waiting to be let in to the hunter place
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One of the trucks drives by, the headlights turning to light them up, then turn away. It saw them, but didn't pursue.
Perhaps it knows what happened to the last one...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They've already eaten all the meat and thrown away the tins, so they don't pay attention.
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)
The ground shakes as something falls to the ground nearby. A massive gnoll, as big as some of the Damned. His gleaming red eyes gaze down at the kid as he stands up from all fours. He looks like he could eat the kid in a single bite, but is dressed in a suit made of enough fine fabric to bankrupt a noble family. "Hey there..." he whispers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"What?" they seem to not be able to hear him
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)
"What are we waiting for?" he says, louder this time. He has a thick Southern accent and a deep, rumbling voice appropriate to his size.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"The hunters are processing my draft papers, 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)
"What? Draft papers?! At your age? You should be getting a job, not going hunting! Who's idea was that?!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'm 16."
*by kid i meant teen*
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 imagined*
"So? That's a good age for factory work, not being eaten by the Damned!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'm not in the market for advice, even from oversized hyenas"
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 folds his arms. "Okay, shrimp, maybe this advice will be a bit more impactful: don't steal from me again or I'll have you arrested before you even have a chance to be eaten."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Their eyes widen. "yep, point taken"
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)
*Also Baalz, if they are packaging the Damned, just know that Damned cells carry The Plague, and there’s no way to get it out without just destroying them*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Good. You would have gotten some food anyway, you know. You don't need to be greedy like that in the future. And you will have enough food, I've worked as a hunter before, and while it does work up an appetite I've decided my Great Hunter portion sizes will be enough to keep your lot fed."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Your portion sizes? You're the owner!"
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)
*Bloodborne. Seems cool. I haven't played Bloodborne unfortunately but I might still join*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Does that include bone or just flesh? Because as I previously mentioned John has a quite large collection of Bones from the Damned as well as the not. Would John be a plague box then?*
*Just the flesh, unless he's taking out the marrow, it wouldn't be an issue. Also, encounter coming soon, the spooky will be a little after that*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Alabastor is practicing with his trick weapon, the elegant bow having transformed into an equally elegant longsword.
Glendella is using her Herbalist Kit and Alchemical Tools to make some potions.
The kid in the hood is still waiting to be let in to the hunter 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)