Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Gwyn is wandering the Conservatory, looking for something to eat.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
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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 lanky dryad in a hoodie looks on with a pained expression. Curtains of ivy hang down over their eyes like hair, even though some ragged tufts of dirty-blond still stick out among the vines. Her movements are stiff and calculated as she stands up. "Please stop," she says in a breathy voice, "don't hurt yourself"
They turn their head. Wisps of smoke leak from cuts on their forehead. "This place is boring as hell. I'm used to getting beat all the time. Everyone here is too nice, and everything is too soft. I'm sure they have a padded cell somewhere too, so I can't just punch someone and get it over with. I see how you all look at me."
"That's not what I meant..." they point to the left "There's an open field through that door over there. If you go far enough out you can find a baseball diamond. I've seen every corner of this place and I know there's no padded cell."
"Great, they can hit me with a bat instead of their hands." They say sarcastically. "You all make me sick. All this nature. I hate it. It's weird. Why would I want to play in the dirt when they clearly have concrete they could have used?" They growl. "You losers just accept this as if it were something good and fun. Well my friends and family need me, and being a (GP)ingplant doesn't help them!" They punch a wall.
"it's not fun, you're right. I'm scared too"
*boink*
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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
Gwyn is wandering the Conservatory, looking for something to eat.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
Gwyn uses the provided foods to assemble their breakfast- which is jam on toast, one muffin, and two small tangerine oranges. If there is staff present manning the counter, she thanks them, and she takes her meal to one of the tables. Once again, they sit in the most humid part of the room (if there is one).
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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)
"Great, they can hit me with a bat instead of their hands." They say sarcastically. "You all make me sick. All this nature. I hate it. It's weird. Why would I want to play in the dirt when they clearly have concrete they could have used?" They growl. "You losers just accept this as if it were something good and fun. Well my friends and family need me, and being a (GP)ingplant doesn't help them!" They punch a wall.
"it's not fun, you're right. I'm scared too"
"You sure aren't acting like it." They grumble.
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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.
Gwyn is wandering the Conservatory, looking for something to eat.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
Gwyn uses the provided foods to assemble their breakfast- which is jam on toast, one muffin, and two small tangerine oranges. If there is staff present manning the counter, she thanks them, and she takes her meal to one of the tables. Once again, they sit in the most humid part of the room (if there is one).
The staff dryad at the counter waves when thanked, and sets out some more fruit. A corner of the room has a humidifier. A dryad in a wheelchair rolls up to the counter and grabs a peach and a bowl of yogurt, before rolling to the table where Gwyn is. It's Marley! now that they're out of the water, you can see that they're missing most of both their legs, but woody roots seem to be forming into a new set. "this seat taken?"
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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
Gwyn is wandering the Conservatory, looking for something to eat.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
Gwyn uses the provided foods to assemble their breakfast- which is jam on toast, one muffin, and two small tangerine oranges. If there is staff present manning the counter, she thanks them, and she takes her meal to one of the tables. Once again, they sit in the most humid part of the room (if there is one).
The staff dryad at the counter waves when thanked, and sets out some more fruit. A corner of the room has a humidifier. A dryad in a wheelchair rolls up to the counter and grabs a peach and a bowl of yogurt, before rolling to the table where Gwyn is. It's Marley! now that they're out of the water, you can see that they're missing most of both their legs, but woody roots seem to be forming into a new set. "this seat taken?"
"Hey, Marsh!" Gwyn scoots over slightly to make more space for them to sit.
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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)
"Great, they can hit me with a bat instead of their hands." They say sarcastically. "You all make me sick. All this nature. I hate it. It's weird. Why would I want to play in the dirt when they clearly have concrete they could have used?" They growl. "You losers just accept this as if it were something good and fun. Well my friends and family need me, and being a (GP)ingplant doesn't help them!" They punch a wall.
"it's not fun, you're right. I'm scared too"
"You sure aren't acting like it." They grumble.
"fear does a lot of things in a lot of people. but I can assure you that I'm scared about all this"
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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
Gwyn is wandering the Conservatory, looking for something to eat.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
Gwyn uses the provided foods to assemble their breakfast- which is jam on toast, one muffin, and two small tangerine oranges. If there is staff present manning the counter, she thanks them, and she takes her meal to one of the tables. Once again, they sit in the most humid part of the room (if there is one).
The staff dryad at the counter waves when thanked, and sets out some more fruit. A corner of the room has a humidifier. A dryad in a wheelchair rolls up to the counter and grabs a peach and a bowl of yogurt, before rolling to the table where Gwyn is. It's Marley! now that they're out of the water, you can see that they're missing most of both their legs, but woody roots seem to be forming into a new set. "this seat taken?"
"Hey, Marsh!" Gwyn scoots over slightly to make more space for them to sit.
they slide in and set their tray on the table. "So, how're you coping?" *gtg but i'l be back soonish*
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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
"Great, they can hit me with a bat instead of their hands." They say sarcastically. "You all make me sick. All this nature. I hate it. It's weird. Why would I want to play in the dirt when they clearly have concrete they could have used?" They growl. "You losers just accept this as if it were something good and fun. Well my friends and family need me, and being a (GP)ingplant doesn't help them!" They punch a wall.
"it's not fun, you're right. I'm scared too"
"You sure aren't acting like it." They grumble.
"fear does a lot of things in a lot of people. but I can assure you that I'm scared about all this"
They sigh. "I don't want you to be scared. That's not what I'm looking for. I just don't want to feel useless."
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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.
"Great, they can hit me with a bat instead of their hands." They say sarcastically. "You all make me sick. All this nature. I hate it. It's weird. Why would I want to play in the dirt when they clearly have concrete they could have used?" They growl. "You losers just accept this as if it were something good and fun. Well my friends and family need me, and being a (GP)ingplant doesn't help them!" They punch a wall.
"it's not fun, you're right. I'm scared too"
"You sure aren't acting like it." They grumble.
"fear does a lot of things in a lot of people. but I can assure you that I'm scared about all this"
They sigh. "I don't want you to be scared. That's not what I'm looking for. I just don't want to feel useless."
"You're not. Even when we do nothing, the presence of a dryad makes plants flourish. We breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen"
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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?"
"I dont WANT to be stuck with this! i cant even EAT THEM!"
"Oh, the berries? You can eat them, but just you. You're immune to the poison"
Ivy blinks. "but the last time that i ate them i got super sick..."
"That might have been correlation, not causation. You got sent here because you were sick, right?"
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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
Gwyn is wandering the Conservatory, looking for something to eat.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
Gwyn uses the provided foods to assemble their breakfast- which is jam on toast, one muffin, and two small tangerine oranges. If there is staff present manning the counter, she thanks them, and she takes her meal to one of the tables. Once again, they sit in the most humid part of the room (if there is one).
The staff dryad at the counter waves when thanked, and sets out some more fruit. A corner of the room has a humidifier. A dryad in a wheelchair rolls up to the counter and grabs a peach and a bowl of yogurt, before rolling to the table where Gwyn is. It's Marley! now that they're out of the water, you can see that they're missing most of both their legs, but woody roots seem to be forming into a new set. "this seat taken?"
"Hey, Marsh!" Gwyn scoots over slightly to make more space for them to sit.
they slide in and set their tray on the table. "So, how're you coping?" *gtg but i'l be back soonish*
"Fairly well, I think. It's a pretty big adjustment, but I'm doing alright so far." Gwyn begins peeling one of their oranges.
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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)
"Great, they can hit me with a bat instead of their hands." They say sarcastically. "You all make me sick. All this nature. I hate it. It's weird. Why would I want to play in the dirt when they clearly have concrete they could have used?" They growl. "You losers just accept this as if it were something good and fun. Well my friends and family need me, and being a (GP)ingplant doesn't help them!" They punch a wall.
"it's not fun, you're right. I'm scared too"
"You sure aren't acting like it." They grumble.
"fear does a lot of things in a lot of people. but I can assure you that I'm scared about all this"
They sigh. "I don't want you to be scared. That's not what I'm looking for. I just don't want to feel useless."
"You're not. Even when we do nothing, the presence of a dryad makes plants flourish. We breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen"
"Oh, so my existence is purely supposed to be sitting around and breathing so a fern somewhere in a forest I don't care about can be happy? Thanks, I feel real useful."
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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.
"Great, they can hit me with a bat instead of their hands." They say sarcastically. "You all make me sick. All this nature. I hate it. It's weird. Why would I want to play in the dirt when they clearly have concrete they could have used?" They growl. "You losers just accept this as if it were something good and fun. Well my friends and family need me, and being a (GP)ingplant doesn't help them!" They punch a wall.
"it's not fun, you're right. I'm scared too"
"You sure aren't acting like it." They grumble.
"fear does a lot of things in a lot of people. but I can assure you that I'm scared about all this"
They sigh. "I don't want you to be scared. That's not what I'm looking for. I just don't want to feel useless."
"You're not. Even when we do nothing, the presence of a dryad makes plants flourish. We breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen"
"Oh, so my existence is purely supposed to be sitting around and breathing so a fern somewhere in a forest I don't care about can be happy? Thanks, I feel real useful."
"No. You have a purpose somewhere out there like any person, but I was just saying that even when you don't know what to do, you're still useful. Or, that's what the book says" She holds up what she's been reading: Self-Worth, and how to keep it
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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
Gwyn is wandering the Conservatory, looking for something to eat.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
Gwyn uses the provided foods to assemble their breakfast- which is jam on toast, one muffin, and two small tangerine oranges. If there is staff present manning the counter, she thanks them, and she takes her meal to one of the tables. Once again, they sit in the most humid part of the room (if there is one).
The staff dryad at the counter waves when thanked, and sets out some more fruit. A corner of the room has a humidifier. A dryad in a wheelchair rolls up to the counter and grabs a peach and a bowl of yogurt, before rolling to the table where Gwyn is. It's Marley! now that they're out of the water, you can see that they're missing most of both their legs, but woody roots seem to be forming into a new set. "this seat taken?"
"Hey, Marsh!" Gwyn scoots over slightly to make more space for them to sit.
they slide in and set their tray on the table. "So, how're you coping?" *gtg but i'l be back soonish*
"Fairly well, I think. It's a pretty big adjustment, but I'm doing alright so far." Gwyn begins peeling one of their oranges.
"Good to hear."
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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
"You're not. Even when we do nothing, the presence of a dryad makes plants flourish. We breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen"
"Oh, so my existence is purely supposed to be sitting around and breathing so a fern somewhere in a forest I don't care about can be happy? Thanks, I feel real useful."
"No. You have a purpose somewhere out there like any person, but I was just saying that even when you don't know what to do, you're still useful. Or, that's what the book says" She holds up what she's been reading: Self-Worth, and how to keep it
"I want to feed and protect people. In the city. Where I live. Now all I want to do is rip my skin off so I don't have to deal with this stupid plant thing. Don't get me wrong, I like plants and all, but I like them in my garden, where I have control."
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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.
"You're not. Even when we do nothing, the presence of a dryad makes plants flourish. We breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen"
"Oh, so my existence is purely supposed to be sitting around and breathing so a fern somewhere in a forest I don't care about can be happy? Thanks, I feel real useful."
"No. You have a purpose somewhere out there like any person, but I was just saying that even when you don't know what to do, you're still useful. Or, that's what the book says" She holds up what she's been reading: Self-Worth, and how to keep it
"I want to feed and protect people. In the city. Where I live. Now all I want to do is rip my skin off so I don't have to deal with this stupid plant thing. Don't get me wrong, I like plants and all, but I like them in my garden, where I have control."
"You don't have to be here forever." she looks down at her book. "things might be up in the air right now, but the future is bright"
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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
One of the janitors closets seems to have been broken into, though very carefully as to avoid damage, and briar is reading the label of litterally everything in there
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Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
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*gtg*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
There's a small cafeteria with tables and a counter. on the counter is breakfast: some bowls of yogurt, bread and english muffins (with a toaster and jam and butter), and fresh fruit.
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
*boink*
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
Gwyn uses the provided foods to assemble their breakfast- which is jam on toast, one muffin, and two small tangerine oranges. If there is staff present manning the counter, she thanks them, and she takes her meal to one of the tables. Once again, they sit in the most humid part of the room (if there is one).
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)
"You sure aren't acting like it." They grumble.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*wow already new lore in the op!*
The staff dryad at the counter waves when thanked, and sets out some more fruit.
A corner of the room has a humidifier.
A dryad in a wheelchair rolls up to the counter and grabs a peach and a bowl of yogurt, before rolling to the table where Gwyn is. It's Marley! now that they're out of the water, you can see that they're missing most of both their legs, but woody roots seem to be forming into a new set.
"this seat taken?"
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
"Hey, Marsh!" Gwyn scoots over slightly to make more space for them to sit.
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)
"fear does a lot of things in a lot of people. but I can assure you that I'm scared about all this"
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 blinks. "but the last time that i ate them i got super sick..."
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
they slide in and set their tray on the table. "So, how're you coping?"
*gtg but i'l be back soonish*
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
They sigh. "I don't want you to be scared. That's not what I'm looking for. I just don't want to feel useless."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You're not. Even when we do nothing, the presence of a dryad makes plants flourish. We breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen"
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
"That might have been correlation, not causation. You got sent here because you were sick, right?"
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
"Fairly well, I think. It's a pretty big adjustment, but I'm doing alright so far." Gwyn begins peeling one of their oranges.
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)
"Oh, so my existence is purely supposed to be sitting around and breathing so a fern somewhere in a forest I don't care about can be happy? Thanks, I feel real useful."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"No. You have a purpose somewhere out there like any person, but I was just saying that even when you don't know what to do, you're still useful. Or, that's what the book says" She holds up what she's been reading: Self-Worth, and how to keep it
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
"Good to hear."
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
"I want to feed and protect people. In the city. Where I live. Now all I want to do is rip my skin off so I don't have to deal with this stupid plant thing. Don't get me wrong, I like plants and all, but I like them in my garden, where I have control."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You don't have to be here forever." she looks down at her book. "things might be up in the air right now, but the future is bright"
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
One of the janitors closets seems to have been broken into, though very carefully as to avoid damage, and briar is reading the label of litterally everything in there
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!