*OOO ggots an idea! What about a back-alley mini-org headed by a delinquent and a fledgling rat god. They would specialize in cybernetics, making them quick'n'dirty for the masses and anarchistic types*
"Fight the system!" Alley rats. God: *working name* Rindo, a fledgling god who appears as a gray rat. He works through his friend, Teo, a prodigy at cybertecnics and a renowned hater of the big corps. Even with scrap, he can make a good enhancement. Rindo's followers are mainly young people or those who have been helped by cyber mods. Power: Said cyborg tech and an undampenable firey spirit. They're not afraid to get dirty or cause a scene for what they believe in. Signature: They're not known for food, but when they are, it's street food.
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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. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"And for those just joining us, you're watching the Red Eye Channel, the bearer of light and truth in this dark world" God: The Red Eye, a 'god' of corruption and selfishness, masquerading as a god of enlightenment. His goal is to chip away at society's idea of morality by exposing it to be false. Powers: Specialises in truth fields and telepathy. Their programming includes news stories, but also their own disturbing content (one of their shows, Tooth And Claw, is kinda like Big Brother but the elimination is more literal). They sell merchandise based off of their logo and shows. Signature: To be honest, if someone said 'food' and 'Red Eye Channel' in the same sentence, you'd probably first think of cannibalism, as they ran a staged 'cookery show' on the topic.
*Tempted to make a mouse god of wealth, with multiple castles across the globe, who drives mortals to wacky shenanigans and musical numbers for money, all for it's own amusement. Also, it loves buying other corporations and ruining them, and has a vast team of demonic lawyers.
In all seriousness, I'll intro on this scrumptious thread for real later.*
*I'm not sure if I made this readily apparent, but I was intending for the gods to be somewhat eldritch or surreal in nature. They don't necessarily have to be very much in that vein, but they should be there at least a little.*
*Alley Rats needs a little more weirdness, but it doesn't have to be a lot.*
*The Red Eye Channel is great, just perfect.*
*Also, I'm strongly considering replacing the definition of "Signature" for this to be just whatever the corporation specializes in, since the idea of them all being restaurants was both limiting and short-sighted on my part.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
[Ah wow, this looks scrumptious! Hyped that you're using my power rules, and thanks for crediting me! Unfortunately I'm not really in a position to be joing any more threads but if any vacancies come up I'll be sure to give this a go! Good luck!]
[Ah wow, this looks scrumptious! Hyped that you're using my power rules, and thanks for crediting me! Unfortunately I'm not really in a position to be joing any more threads but if any vacancies come up I'll be sure to give this a go! Good luck!]
*It would be morally repugnant to use those rules without credit. Then again, I did use them without asking, which is also pretty bad...*
*Whatever, happy you're interested! You seem like a really cool person and I'm happy my creation has caught your eye, even if you can't join at the moment!*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
[Ha, no worries, I'm fine for them to be used without permission as long as credit's given, it's a compliment either way, and that's all totally cool with me! Thanks so much, this seems like a really creative idea and I really do hope it does well, I can see it getting popular, I'll definitely make an effort to join if and when I can!]
*I'm not sure if I made this readily apparent, but I was intending for the gods to be somewhat eldritch or surreal in nature. They don't necessarily have to be very much in that vein, but they should be there at least a little.*
*Alley Rats needs a little more weirdness, but it doesn't have to be a lot.*
*The Red Eye Channel is great, just perfect.*
*Also, I'm strongly considering replacing the definition of "Signature" for this to be just whatever the corporation specializes in, since the idea of them all being restaurants was both limiting and short-sighted on my part.*
*sick. Came up with some more lore. The rat, Rindo, looks normal until he talks in a deeeeeep Morgan Freeman voice and his ears extend into gliding wings. The alley rats, also called the scrap rats, are notorious vandals and their headquarters is a old warehouse. It's not much, but if you pull your weight you get a roof over your head. The more people in the crew, the more powerful Rindo and the powers that he can grant gets. His signature power is invulnerability. Not like invincibility, but he can make you never freeze when the nights get cold and there's not enough blankets. He can make you not get sick from eating an old banana peel, stuff like that. Overall, they're vigilantes who love causing whatever chaos they can*
*also rindo's goal is to watch the civilized corporation world burn, leaving free chaos in its wake.*
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. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*I'm not sure if I made this readily apparent, but I was intending for the gods to be somewhat eldritch or surreal in nature. They don't necessarily have to be very much in that vein, but they should be there at least a little.*
*Alley Rats needs a little more weirdness, but it doesn't have to be a lot.*
*The Red Eye Channel is great, just perfect.*
*Also, I'm strongly considering replacing the definition of "Signature" for this to be just whatever the corporation specializes in, since the idea of them all being restaurants was both limiting and short-sighted on my part.*
*sick. Came up with some more lore. The rat, Rindo, looks normal until he talks in a deeeeeep Morgan Freeman voice and his ears extend into gliding wings. The alley rats, also called the scrap rats, are notorious vandals and their headquarters is a old warehouse. It's not much, but if you pull your weight you get a roof over your head. The more people in the crew, the more powerful Rindo and the powers that he can grant gets. His signature power is invulnerability. Not like invincibility, but he can make you never freeze when the nights get cold and there's not enough blankets. He can make you not get sick from eating an old banana peel, stuff like that. Overall, they're vigilantes who love causing whatever chaos they can*
*also rindo's goal is to watch the civilized corporation world burn, leaving free chaos in its wake.*
*Neat. I'll add it to the main post now.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*My, this looks absolutely scrumptious! A true delicacy, if you will! I must join in the madness at once!*
New Corporation here:
Name: "The Watchful"
"We have eyes in the back of our heads- literally!"
God: The Overseer, a small, decrepit creature with extremely heightened awareness of its surroundings and an unnerving sense of prediction. *I will develop this guy more as time goes on.*
Powers: All of their powers are related to sight and clairvoyance, though it can mess up or misremember details as easily as any mortal mind.
Signature: Security equipment- cameras that see through walls, for example. The Watchful also specialize in a very specific kind of biomodding- the augmentation of the senses.
*My character, which will be someone from my company, is currently in development.*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*My, this looks absolutely scrumptious! A true delicacy, if you will! I must join in the madness at once!*
New Corporation here:
Name: "The Watchful"
"We have eyes in the back of our heads- literally!"
God: The Overseer, a small, decrepit creature with extremely heightened awareness of its surroundings and an unnerving sense of prediction. *I will develop this guy more as time goes on.*
Powers: All of their powers are related to sight and clairvoyance, though it can mess up or misremember details as easily as any mortal mind.
Signature: Security equipment- cameras that see through walls, for example. The Watchful also specialize in a very specific kind of biomodding- the augmentation of the senses.
*My character, which will be someone from my company, is currently in development.*
*Wonderful. I'll add it to the main post.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Rp?* A kid in a big jacket and dark goggles is spraypainting something on a wall, covering a camera lens and a logo from some company that's unreadable by now.
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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. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*Rp?* A kid in a big jacket and dark goggles is spraypainting something on a wall, covering a camera lens and a logo from some company that's unreadable by now.
A man walks around the corner silently, the coat over his shoulders snuffing out noise and light as he moves. His baseball cap reads Meat isn't murder, it's delicious! with a depiction of a spatula with bacon on it.
The roaches and rats in the alley scurry into hiding as he approaches. The darkness seems to loom around him, sentient and greasy. "Hey, kid. What you painting?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Rp?* A kid in a big jacket and dark goggles is spraypainting something on a wall, covering a camera lens and a logo from some company that's unreadable by now.
A man walks around the corner silently, the coat over his shoulders snuffing out noise and light as he moves. His baseball cap reads Meat isn't murder, it's delicious! with a depiction of a spatula with bacon on it.
The roaches and rats in the alley scurry into hiding as he approaches. The darkness seems to loom around him, sentient and greasy. "Hey, kid. What you painting?"
Just as the rats ran, so does the kid, nimbly climbing and ducking away
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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. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*Rp?* A kid in a big jacket and dark goggles is spraypainting something on a wall, covering a camera lens and a logo from some company that's unreadable by now.
A man walks around the corner silently, the coat over his shoulders snuffing out noise and light as he moves. His baseball cap reads Meat isn't murder, it's delicious! with a depiction of a spatula with bacon on it.
The roaches and rats in the alley scurry into hiding as he approaches. The darkness seems to loom around him, sentient and greasy. "Hey, kid. What you painting?"
Just as the rats ran, so does the kid, nimbly climbing and ducking away
The shadows seem to manifest into monsters as the kid retreats, attempting to cut them off (these are illusory, but the kid doesn't necessarily know that unless they've encountered this mod before). "That's not very polite. I just asked a question."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Rp?* A kid in a big jacket and dark goggles is spraypainting something on a wall, covering a camera lens and a logo from some company that's unreadable by now.
A man walks around the corner silently, the coat over his shoulders snuffing out noise and light as he moves. His baseball cap reads Meat isn't murder, it's delicious! with a depiction of a spatula with bacon on it.
The roaches and rats in the alley scurry into hiding as he approaches. The darkness seems to loom around him, sentient and greasy. "Hey, kid. What you painting?"
Just as the rats ran, so does the kid, nimbly climbing and ducking away
The shadows seem to manifest into monsters as the kid retreats, attempting to cut them off (these are illusory, but the kid doesn't necessarily know that unless they've encountered this mod before). "That's not very polite. I just asked a question."
The kid is stopped by the monsters, turning to face the person. "I... uh..." he estures to an unfinished painting of a baited mousetrap
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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. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
Just as the rats ran, so does the kid, nimbly climbing and ducking away
The shadows seem to manifest into monsters as the kid retreats, attempting to cut them off (these are illusory, but the kid doesn't necessarily know that unless they've encountered this mod before). "That's not very polite. I just asked a question."
The kid is stopped by the monsters, turning to face the person. "I... uh..." he estures to an unfinished painting of a baited mousetrap
"Hm. Looks familiar." He reaches into his pocket, pulls out two lollipops, and rips off their wrappers in the same motion, putting one in his mouth and offering the other to the kid.
"What's it mean?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Just as the rats ran, so does the kid, nimbly climbing and ducking away
The shadows seem to manifest into monsters as the kid retreats, attempting to cut them off (these are illusory, but the kid doesn't necessarily know that unless they've encountered this mod before). "That's not very polite. I just asked a question."
The kid is stopped by the monsters, turning to face the person. "I... uh..." he estures to an unfinished painting of a baited mousetrap
"Hm. Looks familiar." He reaches into his pocket, pulls out two lollipops, and rips off their wrappers in the same motion, putting one in his mouth and offering the other to the kid.
"What's it mean?"
"Art's up to the beholder" he shoves the candy into his pocket
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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. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"Hm. Looks familiar." He reaches into his pocket, pulls out two lollipops, and rips off their wrappers in the same motion, putting one in his mouth and offering the other to the kid.
"What's it mean?"
"Art's up to the beholder" he shoves the candy into his pocket
"'I never wonder why I am painting a bird sitting on someone's shoulder, it can happen spontaneously, just like in a dream. My creation is easy going. If it fits, just leave it there. It doesn't mean anything.' Zdzislaw Beksinski. He was known for his dark and surreal paintings, but hated when people tried to ascribe meaning to them."
He rubs his stubbly chin. "Looks good. Bad place for it, though. They- meaning I- will have to clean this up in the morning."
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May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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"Fight the system!"
Alley rats.
God: *working name* Rindo, a fledgling god who appears as a gray rat. He works through his friend, Teo, a prodigy at cybertecnics and a renowned hater of the big corps. Even with scrap, he can make a good enhancement. Rindo's followers are mainly young people or those who have been helped by cyber mods.
Power: Said cyborg tech and an undampenable firey spirit. They're not afraid to get dirty or cause a scene for what they believe in.
Signature: They're not known for food, but when they are, it's street food.
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.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"And for those just joining us, you're watching the Red Eye Channel, the bearer of light and truth in this dark world"
God: The Red Eye, a 'god' of corruption and selfishness, masquerading as a god of enlightenment. His goal is to chip away at society's idea of morality by exposing it to be false.
Powers: Specialises in truth fields and telepathy. Their programming includes news stories, but also their own disturbing content (one of their shows, Tooth And Claw, is kinda like Big Brother but the elimination is more literal). They sell merchandise based off of their logo and shows.
Signature: To be honest, if someone said 'food' and 'Red Eye Channel' in the same sentence, you'd probably first think of cannibalism, as they ran a staged 'cookery show' on the topic.
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*Tempted to make a mouse god of wealth, with multiple castles across the globe, who drives mortals to wacky shenanigans and musical numbers for money, all for it's own amusement. Also, it loves buying other corporations and ruining them, and has a vast team of demonic lawyers.
In all seriousness, I'll intro on this scrumptious thread for real later.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*I'm not sure if I made this readily apparent, but I was intending for the gods to be somewhat eldritch or surreal in nature. They don't necessarily have to be very much in that vein, but they should be there at least a little.*
*Alley Rats needs a little more weirdness, but it doesn't have to be a lot.*
*The Red Eye Channel is great, just perfect.*
*Also, I'm strongly considering replacing the definition of "Signature" for this to be just whatever the corporation specializes in, since the idea of them all being restaurants was both limiting and short-sighted on my part.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
[Ah wow, this looks scrumptious! Hyped that you're using my power rules, and thanks for crediting me! Unfortunately I'm not really in a position to be joing any more threads but if any vacancies come up I'll be sure to give this a go! Good luck!]
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
*It would be morally repugnant to use those rules without credit. Then again, I did use them without asking, which is also pretty bad...*
*Whatever, happy you're interested! You seem like a really cool person and I'm happy my creation has caught your eye, even if you can't join at the moment!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
[Ha, no worries, I'm fine for them to be used without permission as long as credit's given, it's a compliment either way, and that's all totally cool with me! Thanks so much, this seems like a really creative idea and I really do hope it does well, I can see it getting popular, I'll definitely make an effort to join if and when I can!]
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
*sick. Came up with some more lore.
The rat, Rindo, looks normal until he talks in a deeeeeep Morgan Freeman voice and his ears extend into gliding wings. The alley rats, also called the scrap rats, are notorious vandals and their headquarters is a old warehouse. It's not much, but if you pull your weight you get a roof over your head. The more people in the crew, the more powerful Rindo and the powers that he can grant gets. His signature power is invulnerability. Not like invincibility, but he can make you never freeze when the nights get cold and there's not enough blankets. He can make you not get sick from eating an old banana peel, stuff like that. Overall, they're vigilantes who love causing whatever chaos they can*
*also rindo's goal is to watch the civilized corporation world burn, leaving free chaos in its wake.*
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.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*Neat. I'll add it to the main post now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*the group's vibes are like, think, uh... the animal army from sweet tooth. Like cyberpunk version of that*
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.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*My, this looks absolutely scrumptious! A true delicacy, if you will! I must join in the madness at once!*
New Corporation here:
Name: "The Watchful"
"We have eyes in the back of our heads- literally!"
God: The Overseer, a small, decrepit creature with extremely heightened awareness of its surroundings and an unnerving sense of prediction. *I will develop this guy more as time goes on.*
Powers: All of their powers are related to sight and clairvoyance, though it can mess up or misremember details as easily as any mortal mind.
Signature: Security equipment- cameras that see through walls, for example. The Watchful also specialize in a very specific kind of biomodding- the augmentation of the senses.
*My character, which will be someone from my company, is currently in development.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Wonderful. I'll add it to the main post.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Rp?*
A kid in a big jacket and dark goggles is spraypainting something on a wall, covering a camera lens and a logo from some company that's unreadable by now.
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.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
A man walks around the corner silently, the coat over his shoulders snuffing out noise and light as he moves. His baseball cap reads Meat isn't murder, it's delicious! with a depiction of a spatula with bacon on it.
The roaches and rats in the alley scurry into hiding as he approaches. The darkness seems to loom around him, sentient and greasy. "Hey, kid. What you painting?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Just as the rats ran, so does the kid, nimbly climbing and ducking away
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.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
The shadows seem to manifest into monsters as the kid retreats, attempting to cut them off (these are illusory, but the kid doesn't necessarily know that unless they've encountered this mod before). "That's not very polite. I just asked a question."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The kid is stopped by the monsters, turning to face the person. "I... uh..." he estures to an unfinished painting of a baited mousetrap
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.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"Hm. Looks familiar." He reaches into his pocket, pulls out two lollipops, and rips off their wrappers in the same motion, putting one in his mouth and offering the other to the kid.
"What's it mean?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Art's up to the beholder" he shoves the candy into his pocket
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.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, 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, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"'I never wonder why I am painting a bird sitting on someone's shoulder, it can happen spontaneously, just like in a dream. My creation is easy going. If it fits, just leave it there. It doesn't mean anything.' Zdzislaw Beksinski. He was known for his dark and surreal paintings, but hated when people tried to ascribe meaning to them."
He rubs his stubbly chin. "Looks good. Bad place for it, though. They- meaning I- will have to clean this up in the morning."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.