"Yeah," He says with a wicked grin, "Its the finger of a bamboo dryad. Snapped it off while he was asleep."
Then he laughs, "Ha! Naw, I'm just pulling your leg. Yeah, I made it myself from some bamboo I found growing in the Conservatory."
"Neat." There's a brief pause as Gwyn brushes their hair out of their eyes. "I'm Gwyn. What's your name?"
Before answering he loads another pebble into the peashooter. "Call me Jeter." Then he sticks the plant tube to his lips, inflates his thorny cheeks, and shoots. A small white mushroom on the ground explodes.
"Good aim." Gwyn sits down, picking up some leaf litter on the ground and putting it in their bucket. "Are you new here as well?"
"Yeah. Shipped me here all the way from Texas. Ain't never been anywhere this green." He watches you pick up the leaf litter, "Whatcha doing with that?"
"Same for me. Came from a big city up in Maine- which isn't great for something more suited for a rainforest." Gwyn picks up a few more leaves. "I'm collecting leaf litter. Might help keep the soil nice and damp in my little corner."
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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)
"Good aim." Gwyn sits down, picking up some leaf litter on the ground and putting it in their bucket. "Are you new here as well?"
"Yeah. Shipped me here all the way from Texas. Ain't never been anywhere this green." He watches you pick up the leaf litter, "Whatcha doing with that?"
"Same for me. Came from a big city up in Maine- which isn't great for something more suited for a rainforest." Gwyn picks up a few more leaves. "I'm collecting leaf litter. Might help keep the soil nice and damp in my little corner."
"Huh. I always reckoned a dryad would resemble a plant from their region. Guess that's just me though."
"Good aim." Gwyn sits down, picking up some leaf litter on the ground and putting it in their bucket. "Are you new here as well?"
"Yeah. Shipped me here all the way from Texas. Ain't never been anywhere this green." He watches you pick up the leaf litter, "Whatcha doing with that?"
"Same for me. Came from a big city up in Maine- which isn't great for something more suited for a rainforest." Gwyn picks up a few more leaves. "I'm collecting leaf litter. Might help keep the soil nice and damp in my little corner."
"Huh. I always reckoned a dryad would resemble a plant from their region. Guess that's just me though."
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
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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)
"Good aim." Gwyn sits down, picking up some leaf litter on the ground and putting it in their bucket. "Are you new here as well?"
"Yeah. Shipped me here all the way from Texas. Ain't never been anywhere this green." He watches you pick up the leaf litter, "Whatcha doing with that?"
"Same for me. Came from a big city up in Maine- which isn't great for something more suited for a rainforest." Gwyn picks up a few more leaves. "I'm collecting leaf litter. Might help keep the soil nice and damp in my little corner."
"Huh. I always reckoned a dryad would resemble a plant from their region. Guess that's just me though."
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
"You can say that again. Can't eat meat no more and now my bodies covered in needles! Now I got to be careful with high-fives." He looks at the flower on your head. "Still, I bet it ain't easy having that stench always be around. I thought flowers were supposed to smell sweet."
"Good aim." Gwyn sits down, picking up some leaf litter on the ground and putting it in their bucket. "Are you new here as well?"
"Yeah. Shipped me here all the way from Texas. Ain't never been anywhere this green." He watches you pick up the leaf litter, "Whatcha doing with that?"
"Same for me. Came from a big city up in Maine- which isn't great for something more suited for a rainforest." Gwyn picks up a few more leaves. "I'm collecting leaf litter. Might help keep the soil nice and damp in my little corner."
"Huh. I always reckoned a dryad would resemble a plant from their region. Guess that's just me though."
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
"You can say that again. Can't eat meat no more and now my bodies covered in needles! Now I got to be careful with high-fives." He looks at the flower on your head. "Still, I bet it ain't easy having that stench always be around. I thought flowers were supposed to smell sweet."
"It's kind of a sickly sweet... but only sort of. I kinda stopped noticing after a while, but it does mean I can't really smell much of anything else." They brush a fallen leaf off of one of the blossom's petals.
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
"You can say that again. Can't eat meat no more and now my bodies covered in needles! Now I got to be careful with high-fives." He looks at the flower on your head. "Still, I bet it ain't easy having that stench always be around. I thought flowers were supposed to smell sweet."
"It's kind of a sickly sweet... but only sort of. I kinda stopped noticing after a while, but it does mean I can't really smell much of anything else." They brush a fallen leaf off of one of the blossom's petals.
"Well, it may not smell good but it sure is a purty flower."
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
"You can say that again. Can't eat meat no more and now my bodies covered in needles! Now I got to be careful with high-fives." He looks at the flower on your head. "Still, I bet it ain't easy having that stench always be around. I thought flowers were supposed to smell sweet."
"It's kind of a sickly sweet... but only sort of. I kinda stopped noticing after a while, but it does mean I can't really smell much of anything else." They brush a fallen leaf off of one of the blossom's petals.
"Well, it may not smell good but it sure is a purty flower."
Gwyn smiles faintly. "Thank you."
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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)
*hello my friend* Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
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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 my friend* Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
*Hello!*
Gwyn enters the library for the first time, looking around with a sense of wonder. They gently run their hand across the spines of the books along one shelf as they walk. Upon seeing Piper, they wave to her, before grabbing a random book *your choice* and sitting- where else?- in the warmest corner of the room.
*For the sake of avoiding confusion, I'll say this happens after Gwyn's chats with Casey & Jeter- if that's okay with you, of course.*
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
"You can say that again. Can't eat meat no more and now my bodies covered in needles! Now I got to be careful with high-fives." He looks at the flower on your head. "Still, I bet it ain't easy having that stench always be around. I thought flowers were supposed to smell sweet."
"It's kind of a sickly sweet... but only sort of. I kinda stopped noticing after a while, but it does mean I can't really smell much of anything else." They brush a fallen leaf off of one of the blossom's petals.
"Well, it may not smell good but it sure is a purty flower."
Gwyn smiles faintly. "Thank you."
"Well, I gotta get gone." He says with a wave, "I got some... things to do." He turns and begins to walk back to the Conservatory, loading another missile into his bamboo tube.
*hello my friend* Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
*Hello!*
Gwyn enters the library for the first time, looking around with a sense of wonder. They gently run their hand across the spines of the books along one shelf as they walk. Upon seeing Piper, they wave to her, before grabbing a random book *your choice* and sitting- where else?- in the warmest corner of the room.
*For the sake of avoiding confusion, I'll say this happens after Gwyn's chats with Casey & Jeter.*
Piper quietly interjects. "um, i wasn't finished annotating that one". The books pages are marked with post-its and pencil marks debating the true meaning of the text, which is a selection of Jane Austen's stories
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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 my friend* Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
*Hello!*
Gwyn enters the library for the first time, looking around with a sense of wonder. They gently run their hand across the spines of the books along one shelf as they walk. Upon seeing Piper, they wave to her, before grabbing a random book *your choice* and sitting- where else?- in the warmest corner of the room.
*For the sake of avoiding confusion, I'll say this happens after Gwyn's chats with Casey & Jeter.*
Piper quietly interjects. "um, i wasn't finished annotating that one". The books pages are marked with post-its and pencil marks debating the true meaning of the text, which is a selection of Jane Austen's stories
"Oh! Apologies." Gwyn gently sets the book back down where it was, deciding to take a non-noted book from one of the shelves instead.
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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)
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
"You can say that again. Can't eat meat no more and now my bodies covered in needles! Now I got to be careful with high-fives." He looks at the flower on your head. "Still, I bet it ain't easy having that stench always be around. I thought flowers were supposed to smell sweet."
"It's kind of a sickly sweet... but only sort of. I kinda stopped noticing after a while, but it does mean I can't really smell much of anything else." They brush a fallen leaf off of one of the blossom's petals.
"Well, it may not smell good but it sure is a purty flower."
Gwyn smiles faintly. "Thank you."
"Well, I gotta get gone." He says with a wave, "I got some... things to do." He turns and begins to walk back to the Conservatory, loading another missile into his bamboo tube.
"Alright. See you 'round!" Gwyn continues to collect leaf litter on the ground- their bucket is almost full.
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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)
*hello my friend* Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
*Hello!*
Gwyn enters the library for the first time, looking around with a sense of wonder. They gently run their hand across the spines of the books along one shelf as they walk. Upon seeing Piper, they wave to her, before grabbing a random book *your choice* and sitting- where else?- in the warmest corner of the room.
*For the sake of avoiding confusion, I'll say this happens after Gwyn's chats with Casey & Jeter.*
Piper quietly interjects. "um, i wasn't finished annotating that one". The books pages are marked with post-its and pencil marks debating the true meaning of the text, which is a selection of Jane Austen's stories
"Oh! Apologies." Gwyn gently sets the book back down where it was, deciding to take a non-noted book from one of the shelves instead.
"It's fine. I just haven't gotten around to 'emma' yet."
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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 my friend* Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
*Hello!*
Gwyn enters the library for the first time, looking around with a sense of wonder. They gently run their hand across the spines of the books along one shelf as they walk. Upon seeing Piper, they wave to her, before grabbing a random book *your choice* and sitting- where else?- in the warmest corner of the room.
*For the sake of avoiding confusion, I'll say this happens after Gwyn's chats with Casey & Jeter.*
Piper quietly interjects. "um, i wasn't finished annotating that one". The books pages are marked with post-its and pencil marks debating the true meaning of the text, which is a selection of Jane Austen's stories
"Oh! Apologies." Gwyn gently sets the book back down where it was, deciding to take a non-noted book from one of the shelves instead.
"It's fine. I just haven't gotten around to 'emma' yet."
Gwyn nods, sitting down in an unoccupied chair nearby and opening their book. Fittingly enough, it's an encyclopedia of different species of plants: Explains why there are no annotations.
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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)
(Mind if I get another bus to come, so I can introduce a character?)
*course* The bus has returned from its second journey
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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 my friend* Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
*Hello!*
Gwyn enters the library for the first time, looking around with a sense of wonder. They gently run their hand across the spines of the books along one shelf as they walk. Upon seeing Piper, they wave to her, before grabbing a random book *your choice* and sitting- where else?- in the warmest corner of the room.
*For the sake of avoiding confusion, I'll say this happens after Gwyn's chats with Casey & Jeter.*
Piper quietly interjects. "um, i wasn't finished annotating that one". The books pages are marked with post-its and pencil marks debating the true meaning of the text, which is a selection of Jane Austen's stories
"Oh! Apologies." Gwyn gently sets the book back down where it was, deciding to take a non-noted book from one of the shelves instead.
"It's fine. I just haven't gotten around to 'emma' yet."
Gwyn nods, sitting down in an unoccupied chair nearby and opening their book. Fittingly enough, it's an encyclopedia of different species of plants: Explains why there are no annotations.
There's a few small annotations. Corpse lilies, hedera ivy, prickly pear, nightshade, bog cranberry, peppers, and cacti
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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 can probably assume what the annotations are meant to be, but still looks at them to see what they say.
They're information about the other dryads
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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
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"Same for me. Came from a big city up in Maine- which isn't great for something more suited for a rainforest." Gwyn picks up a few more leaves. "I'm collecting leaf litter. Might help keep the soil nice and damp in my little corner."
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)
"Huh. I always reckoned a dryad would resemble a plant from their region. Guess that's just me though."
"Yeah, it's a bit up to chance- at least, that's what I've heard." She brushes off a curious ant from her arm. "It's been quite an adjustment, to say the least."
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 can say that again. Can't eat meat no more and now my bodies covered in needles! Now I got to be careful with high-fives." He looks at the flower on your head. "Still, I bet it ain't easy having that stench always be around. I thought flowers were supposed to smell sweet."
"It's kind of a sickly sweet... but only sort of. I kinda stopped noticing after a while, but it does mean I can't really smell much of anything else." They brush a fallen leaf off of one of the blossom's petals.
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)
"Well, it may not smell good but it sure is a purty flower."
Gwyn smiles faintly. "Thank you."
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)
*hello my friend*
Piper the ivy dryad is going through the books in the library. She's already made quite a stack and bookmarked each one with an ivy leaf
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!*
Gwyn enters the library for the first time, looking around with a sense of wonder. They gently run their hand across the spines of the books along one shelf as they walk. Upon seeing Piper, they wave to her, before grabbing a random book *your choice* and sitting- where else?- in the warmest corner of the room.
*For the sake of avoiding confusion, I'll say this happens after Gwyn's chats with Casey & Jeter- if that's okay with you, of course.*
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)
"Well, I gotta get gone." He says with a wave, "I got some... things to do." He turns and begins to walk back to the Conservatory, loading another missile into his bamboo tube.
Piper quietly interjects. "um, i wasn't finished annotating that one". The books pages are marked with post-its and pencil marks debating the true meaning of the text, which is a selection of Jane Austen's stories
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
"Oh! Apologies." Gwyn gently sets the book back down where it was, deciding to take a non-noted book from one of the shelves instead.
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)
"Alright. See you 'round!" Gwyn continues to collect leaf litter on the ground- their bucket is almost full.
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)
"It's fine. I just haven't gotten around to 'emma' yet."
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
(Mind if I get another bus to come, so I can introduce a character?)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
Gwyn nods, sitting down in an unoccupied chair nearby and opening their book. Fittingly enough, it's an encyclopedia of different species of plants: Explains why there are no annotations.
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)
*course*
The bus has returned from its second journey
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
There's a few small annotations. Corpse lilies, hedera ivy, prickly pear, nightshade, bog cranberry, peppers, and cacti
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 can probably assume what the annotations are meant to be, but still looks at them to see what they say.
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)
They're information about the other dryads
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