*i did, I meant the assesment. I'm just not sure how artificial damned would work if you say they're 'living weapons'. What's your idea?*
*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
*i did, I meant the assesment. I'm just not sure how artificial damned would work if you say they're 'living weapons'. What's your idea?*
*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
*Sorry, meant to say in the context of the hunters. What's their policy, do they see them as disposable, stuff like that. I'm sorry if I'm bugging you. I just think your world is really cool and I'm trying to understand all the nuances so I can make a cool char.*
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean. Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*i did, I meant the assesment. I'm just not sure how artificial damned would work if you say they're 'living weapons'. What's your idea?*
*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
*Sorry, meant to say in the context of the hunters. What's their policy, do they see them as disposable, stuff like that. I'm sorry if I'm bugging you. I just think your world is really cool and I'm trying to understand all the nuances so I can make a cool char.*
*They don’t care for them, don’t see them as living beings with rights and such, and are used as cannon fodder and meat shields occasionally*
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
*i did, I meant the assesment. I'm just not sure how artificial damned would work if you say they're 'living weapons'. What's your idea?*
*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
*Sorry, meant to say in the context of the hunters. What's their policy, do they see them as disposable, stuff like that. I'm sorry if I'm bugging you. I just think your world is really cool and I'm trying to understand all the nuances so I can make a cool char.*
*They don’t care for them, don’t see them as living beings with rights and such, and are used as cannon fodder and meat shields occasionally*
*so they wouldn't bother schooling him, right. Just cannon fodder. okay.*
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean. Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*i did, I meant the assesment. I'm just not sure how artificial damned would work if you say they're 'living weapons'. What's your idea?*
*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
*Sorry, meant to say in the context of the hunters. What's their policy, do they see them as disposable, stuff like that. I'm sorry if I'm bugging you. I just think your world is really cool and I'm trying to understand all the nuances so I can make a cool char.*
*They don’t care for them, don’t see them as living beings with rights and such, and are used as cannon fodder and meat shields occasionally*
*so they wouldn't bother schooling him, right. Just cannon fodder. okay.*
*They still do, they just don’t care if you die and won’t really try to save you if you’re dying or recover you if you go MIA*
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
*i did, I meant the assesment. I'm just not sure how artificial damned would work if you say they're 'living weapons'. What's your idea?*
*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
*Sorry, meant to say in the context of the hunters. What's their policy, do they see them as disposable, stuff like that. I'm sorry if I'm bugging you. I just think your world is really cool and I'm trying to understand all the nuances so I can make a cool char.*
*They don’t care for them, don’t see them as living beings with rights and such, and are used as cannon fodder and meat shields occasionally*
*so they wouldn't bother schooling him, right. Just cannon fodder. okay.*
*They still do, they just don’t care if you die and won’t really try to save you if you’re dying or recover you if you go MIA*
*ah okay.* Rummy is ready to get into the hunter academy place. Their ears are tied flat to their head and covered with a hood, so they almost pass as normal. But they're written into the system as a artificial damned, so there's really no point.
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean. Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean. Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*Again. He would have already gone through all 4 years and exam, so he would realistically be around 20, if he passed, he would have been told immediately after the test had ended and shown around the Hunters Den*
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
*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*
*Hmm good to know that, an encounter is going to be awesome if I get to take part, awesome if I don’t get to take part, either way I hope it’s awesome.*
*Again. He would have already gone through all 4 years and exam, so he would realistically be around 20, if he passed, he would have been told immediately after the test had ended and shown around the Hunters Den*
*okay. After four long years of schooling, rummy's a hunter. Plenty of people around know what they really are, but they still wear their hood.
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean. Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
The masked man is going to restock his supplies(bananas mostly), and notices Rummy. "You there. Are you supposed to be here?"
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
Roman takes a few steps forward. Or at least that’s what it looks like, as he some how makes it all the to them, standing right next to Glen “You are both quite skilled.”
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
Roman takes a few steps forward. Or at least that’s what it looks like, as he some how makes it all the to them, standing right next to Glen “You are both quite skilled.”
Glen jumps a bit, always a little nervous when addressed but people she doesn’t know. Al, on the other hand, smiles at Roman. “Thank you. You are one of the clerics of the Church right? We don’t see your lot down here very often.”
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
Roman takes a few steps forward. Or at least that’s what it looks like, as he some how makes it all the to them, standing right next to Glen “You are both quite skilled.”
Glen jumps a bit, always a little nervous when addressed but people she doesn’t know. Al, on the other hand, smiles at Roman. “Thank you. You are one of the clerics of the Church right? We don’t see your lot down here very often.”
“No. I am a Hunter, as you two are. We talked around 3 days ago. Possibly more.”
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
Roman takes a few steps forward. Or at least that’s what it looks like, as he some how makes it all the to them, standing right next to Glen “You are both quite skilled.”
Glen jumps a bit, always a little nervous when addressed but people she doesn’t know. Al, on the other hand, smiles at Roman. “Thank you. You are one of the clerics of the Church right? We don’t see your lot down here very often.”
“No. I am a Hunter, as you two are. We talked around 3 days ago. Possibly more.”
“Ah, right. I’m confusing you with someone else, my apologies. Well it’s good to see you again regardless.”
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
Roman takes a few steps forward. Or at least that’s what it looks like, as he some how makes it all the to them, standing right next to Glen “You are both quite skilled.”
Glen jumps a bit, always a little nervous when addressed but people she doesn’t know. Al, on the other hand, smiles at Roman. “Thank you. You are one of the clerics of the Church right? We don’t see your lot down here very often.”
“No. I am a Hunter, as you two are. We talked around 3 days ago. Possibly more.”
“Ah, right. I’m confusing you with someone else, my apologies. Well it’s good to see you again regardless.”
“It is fine. Who is your smaller friend?”
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Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
“Ah, right. I’m confusing you with someone else, my apologies. Well it’s good to see you again regardless.”
“It is fine. Who is your smaller friend?”
“This is Glendella, a cursed blood from the great swamps south of the city.” Al says as the small figure looks up at Roman. “Hello, it is a pleasure to meet another Hunter.”
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*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
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*Sorry, meant to say in the context of the hunters. What's their policy, do they see them as disposable, stuff like that. I'm sorry if I'm bugging you. I just think your world is really cool and I'm trying to understand all the nuances so I can make a cool char.*
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean.
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*They don’t care for them, don’t see them as living beings with rights and such, and are used as cannon fodder and meat shields occasionally*
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
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*so they wouldn't bother schooling him, right. Just cannon fodder. okay.*
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean.
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*They still do, they just don’t care if you die and won’t really try to save you if you’re dying or recover you if you go MIA*
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
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*ah okay.*
Rummy is ready to get into the hunter academy place. Their ears are tied flat to their head and covered with a hood, so they almost pass as normal. But they're written into the system as a artificial damned, so there's really no point.
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean.
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*is that good?*
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean.
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*Again. He would have already gone through all 4 years and exam, so he would realistically be around 20, if he passed, he would have been told immediately after the test had ended and shown around the Hunters Den*
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
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*Hmm good to know that, an encounter is going to be awesome if I get to take part, awesome if I don’t get to take part, either way I hope it’s awesome.*
*okay. After four long years of schooling, rummy's a hunter. Plenty of people around know what they really are, but they still wear their hood.
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean.
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
The masked man is going to restock his supplies(bananas mostly), and notices Rummy. "You there. Are you supposed to be here?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
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A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
signature but longer
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
Roman takes a few steps forward. Or at least that’s what it looks like, as he some how makes it all the to them, standing right next to Glen “You are both quite skilled.”
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
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Glen jumps a bit, always a little nervous when addressed but people she doesn’t know. Al, on the other hand, smiles at Roman. “Thank you. You are one of the clerics of the Church right? We don’t see your lot down here very often.”
“No. I am a Hunter, as you two are. We talked around 3 days ago. Possibly more.”
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
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“Ah, right. I’m confusing you with someone else, my apologies. Well it’s good to see you again regardless.”
“It is fine. Who is your smaller friend?”
Yo I’m Himy (He/Him) (pronounced exactly as written for those who are wondering) I'm adhd and exhibit high antisocial tendencies, so bear with me if I seem apathetic. I like reading, watching anime, playing video games, and questioning my morality. I don't rp as much as I used to, but I'm almost aways on Onions or LCW. Always willing to chat. I do observe a lot, even if I'm not posting. That's me in a nutshell
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“This is Glendella, a cursed blood from the great swamps south of the city.” Al says as the small figure looks up at Roman. “Hello, it is a pleasure to meet another Hunter.”