“Heck naw! We ain’t able to eat meat anymore?” He collapses into a couch and shakes his head, “How am I supposed to survive without bacon?”
"You'd better learn to eat vegan. I can make fake bacon from tempeh, mushrooms, coconut, or cauliflower, and it's pretty good. Not pork, though." They stand over him. "It's time to adapt, because we're dead as doornails if we don't."
He wrinkles his nose and looks straight up at you. You notice a few needles have sprouted across his face. "Mushrooms and coconut and cauliflower weren't ever meant to be in bacon. Just tain't natural. But I can adapt, man, don'tchu worry. Pretty soon I'll be licking fire from the sun and slurping water up from my toes I reckon." He says with a lop-sided grin.
"Natural? I don't give a damn about what's 'natural.' It's 'natural' for people to take drugs and hate other people for being different. I've been fighting nature every second of my life. My job is to chop it up, burn it, and eat it, and if I have to switch from animals to plants I'll do it."
He raises a thorny eyebrow, "I take it you ain't a tree hugger. Wouldn't chopping down a tree be murder for us since we're plants now? Naw, I reckon not. It would just be like a human killing a deer or something."
Stepping off of the bus is a young man of a Dryad, looking to be about 17 or 18. He only has a couple human traits left on his body; those being his eyes, one of which is green and the other brown, his brown and extremely wavy hair, and his thin lipped mouth. He looks to be a tree-like Dryad, with bark-like wood growing around his forearms and shins like guards, and another patch of the bark-like wood growing across his chest like a chestplate. The bark grows on his shoulders as well, essentially giving him an incomplete armor set look. The left half of his face is covered in wood, with his green eye and half of his mouth showing through. He is lean and fairly muscular, standing at 5’11. His skin is a light shade of green. Moss is growing on his body, heavily focused around his bark armor on his shoulders and chest.
He throws his nearly empty duffel bag over his shoulder, then takes a deep breath of the fresh air and looks around the greenhouse.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Wait, I've been meaning to ask: What does sunlight taste like? Does it have a 'taste' in the human sense?"
"Well, you don't taste it with your mouth, but it's warm and sorta sweet but in a real abstract way"
"That sounds really nice." Gwyn seems very relaxed.
"yep"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Natural? I don't give a damn about what's 'natural.' It's 'natural' for people to take drugs and hate other people for being different. I've been fighting nature every second of my life. My job is to chop it up, burn it, and eat it, and if I have to switch from animals to plants I'll do it."
He raises a thorny eyebrow, "I take it you ain't a tree hugger. Wouldn't chopping down a tree be murder for us since we're plants now? Naw, I reckon not. It would just be like a human killing a deer or something."
"Pfft. Hey, wanna fight?" They stretch. "I've been wanting to punch somebody, and I think getting some thorns in my fists would take care of that."
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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.
Stepping off of the bus is a young man of a Dryad, looking to be about 17 or 18. He only has a couple human traits left on his body; those being his eyes, one of which is green and the other brown, his brown and extremely wavy hair, and his thin lipped mouth. He looks to be a tree-like Dryad, with bark-like wood growing around his forearms and shins like guards, and another patch of the bark-like wood growing across his chest like a chestplate. The bark grows on his shoulders as well, essentially giving him an incomplete armor set look. The left half of his face is covered in wood, with his green eye and half of his mouth showing through. He is lean and fairly muscular, standing at 5’11. His skin is a light shade of green. Moss is growing on his body, heavily focused around his bark armor on his shoulders and chest.
He throws his nearly empty duffel bag over his shoulder, then takes a deep breath of the fresh air and looks around the greenhouse.
*Forgot to mention his clothes*
The dryad wears red gym-shorts, but no shirt because his bark panels cover his torso nearly completely. He wears converse shoes that look like they could fall apart at any second and has a dark gray scarf around his neck.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Wait, I've been meaning to ask: What does sunlight taste like? Does it have a 'taste' in the human sense?"
"Well, you don't taste it with your mouth, but it's warm and sorta sweet but in a real abstract way"
"That sounds really nice." Gwyn seems very relaxed.
"yep"
There is a second of silence, before Gwyn thinks of something. "So, what do you like to do as far as hobbies?"
"Crosswords." They pull a three-ring binder of crosswords up from underwater. "Photocopied em onto waterproof paper"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A girl about 17 years old is outside the Conservatory looking around. She has green leaves sprouting in little clumps with black/purple and white berries on her head. Her name is Ivy. Ivy is a mixed dryad of Nightshade and White Baneberry.
A girl about 17 years old is outside the Conservatory looking around. She has green leaves sprouting in little clumps with black/purple and white berries on her head. Her name is Ivy. Ivy is a mixed dryad of Nightshade and White Baneberry.
*sick* A tall man in khaki shorts and a green button up stands outside with a clipboard. Instead of hair, he has wooly lamb's ear and his skin is tinged green. "Hello! Can you come over here for a tick?" he has an Australian accent
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A girl about 17 years old is outside the Conservatory looking around. She has green leaves sprouting in little clumps with black/purple and white berries on her head. Her name is Ivy. Ivy is a mixed dryad of Nightshade and White Baneberry.
*sick* A tall man in khaki shorts and a green button up stands outside with a clipboard. Instead of hair, he has wooly lamb's ear and his skin is tinged green. "Hello! Can you come over here for a tick?" he has an Australian accent
"yep!" Ivy goes over dropping a few berries on her way
A girl about 17 years old is outside the Conservatory looking around. She has green leaves sprouting in little clumps with black/purple and white berries on her head. Her name is Ivy. Ivy is a mixed dryad of Nightshade and White Baneberry.
*sick* A tall man in khaki shorts and a green button up stands outside with a clipboard. Instead of hair, he has wooly lamb's ear and his skin is tinged green. "Hello! Can you come over here for a tick?" he has an Australian accent
"yep!" Ivy goes over dropping a few berries on her way
"Right!" he clicks his pen. "You're Ivy?"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Sorry, but whatever luggage you brought you're stuck with till the mail comes"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Sorry, but whatever luggage you brought you're stuck with till the mail comes"
Ivy glares at him tears pooling in her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Wait, I've been meaning to ask: What does sunlight taste like? Does it have a 'taste' in the human sense?"
"Well, you don't taste it with your mouth, but it's warm and sorta sweet but in a real abstract way"
"That sounds really nice." Gwyn seems very relaxed.
"yep"
There is a second of silence, before Gwyn thinks of something. "So, what do you like to do as far as hobbies?"
"Crosswords." They pull a three-ring binder of crosswords up from underwater. "Photocopied em onto waterproof paper"
*sorry for the delay*
"Ah, good idea. I mostly just draw." Gwyn gestures towards a small bag set leaning against a stack of soil bags *which I'm saying she brought with her if that's okay with you*. "Brought my sketchbooks and some pencils. They aren't waterproofed, though."
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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)
"Wait, I've been meaning to ask: What does sunlight taste like? Does it have a 'taste' in the human sense?"
"Well, you don't taste it with your mouth, but it's warm and sorta sweet but in a real abstract way"
"That sounds really nice." Gwyn seems very relaxed.
"yep"
There is a second of silence, before Gwyn thinks of something. "So, what do you like to do as far as hobbies?"
"Crosswords." They pull a three-ring binder of crosswords up from underwater. "Photocopied em onto waterproof paper"
*sorry for the delay*
"Ah, good idea. I mostly just draw." Gwyn gestures towards a small bag set leaning against a stack of soil bags *which I'm saying she brought with her if that's okay with you*. "Brought my sketchbooks and some pencils. They aren't waterproofed, though."
*bringing stuff is allowed,* "Then that's a dry land activity"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
(Hello, everyone. Arch has tasked me with givin' you all a message, so I shall deliver! The message is as follows: "I call foxglove and angel’s Trumpets for dryads for when I get back." Now that I've done my part, I shall return to my lair. Byyyyyyye!)
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
He raises a thorny eyebrow, "I take it you ain't a tree hugger. Wouldn't chopping down a tree be murder for us since we're plants now? Naw, I reckon not. It would just be like a human killing a deer or something."
Stepping off of the bus is a young man of a Dryad, looking to be about 17 or 18. He only has a couple human traits left on his body; those being his eyes, one of which is green and the other brown, his brown and extremely wavy hair, and his thin lipped mouth. He looks to be a tree-like Dryad, with bark-like wood growing around his forearms and shins like guards, and another patch of the bark-like wood growing across his chest like a chestplate. The bark grows on his shoulders as well, essentially giving him an incomplete armor set look. The left half of his face is covered in wood, with his green eye and half of his mouth showing through. He is lean and fairly muscular, standing at 5’11. His skin is a light shade of green. Moss is growing on his body, heavily focused around his bark armor on his shoulders and chest.
He throws his nearly empty duffel bag over his shoulder, then takes a deep breath of the fresh air and looks around the greenhouse.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
He nods and thin taps the edge of a spike on his shoulder with a finger, "I'm obviously a cactus."
"yep"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Pfft. Hey, wanna fight?" They stretch. "I've been wanting to punch somebody, and I think getting some thorns in my fists would take care of that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Briar is holding a snail in her hand and feeding it some berries. It doesn't seem very wary of her.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
There is a second of silence, before Gwyn thinks of something. "So, what do you like to do as far as hobbies?"
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)
*Forgot to mention his clothes*
The dryad wears red gym-shorts, but no shirt because his bark panels cover his torso nearly completely. He wears converse shoes that look like they could fall apart at any second and has a dark gray scarf around his neck.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Crosswords." They pull a three-ring binder of crosswords up from underwater. "Photocopied em onto waterproof paper"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A girl about 17 years old is outside the Conservatory looking around. She has green leaves sprouting in little clumps with black/purple and white berries on her head. Her name is Ivy. Ivy is a mixed dryad of Nightshade and White Baneberry.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*sick*
A tall man in khaki shorts and a green button up stands outside with a clipboard. Instead of hair, he has wooly lamb's ear and his skin is tinged green.
"Hello! Can you come over here for a tick?" he has an Australian accent
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"yep!" Ivy goes over dropping a few berries on her way
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"Right!" he clicks his pen. "You're Ivy?"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"yes." Ivy nods. "i dont want these things!"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"Sorry, but whatever luggage you brought you're stuck with till the mail comes"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Ivy glares at him tears pooling in her eyes.
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"What's wrong?"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*sorry for the delay*
"Ah, good idea. I mostly just draw." Gwyn gestures towards a small bag set leaning against a stack of soil bags *which I'm saying she brought with her if that's okay with you*. "Brought my sketchbooks and some pencils. They aren't waterproofed, though."
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)
*bringing stuff is allowed,*
"Then that's a dry land activity"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
(Hello, everyone. Arch has tasked me with givin' you all a message, so I shall deliver! The message is as follows: "I call foxglove and angel’s Trumpets for dryads for when I get back." Now that I've done my part, I shall return to my lair. Byyyyyyye!)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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