He grins, "It's hot. Real hot. And really dry. You can see for miles upon miles if you get a little elevation, it's so darn flat. One historical dude once said, 'If I owned Hell and Texas, I'd live in Hell.'" He laughs. "I love it there."
"how? It seems bad"
"I've always found the heat to be more comfortable." He says with a shrug. "Not everyone can take it, but it's beautiful if you know what to look for."
Some vegan tacos have appeared in the rec room. They are made entirely of edible plant matter, with campfire-burned nopales in place of tortillas.
Swelter is hiding. Somewhere...
*I"ll be in and out and will disappear for the rest of the night in an hour or two.*
The bald headed kid comes in to explore the rec room. Small needles can be seen growing all over his head and down his bare arms. He immediately bee lines towards the tacos when he sees them. He takes a bite and chews for a minute before saying, "What the hay! Are these vegan?"
"Yeah..." There is a pause as Gwyn's thoughts drift elsewhere. "Once I'm done sprouting, I'm not sure I'll be able to go back, what with the cold and all... Hadn't really thought of that till now."
"Well, something's gonna have to change. I can't go back to Chicago after all this. Wild places, yknow?" She laughs. "I mean, Chicago's pretty wild, just not that way. I'm sure we can figure something out"
"I know what you mean." Gwyn brushes their hair out of their eyes. "I wanna find somewhere with other dryads. So it's not just me in the wild, you know?"
"Yeah. You know what I miss the most about Chicago?"
"Family?"
"Not really. I get letters. But there was this Thai place and they had this really good soup."
"Ah, yeah. I really miss the chicken skewers from one place back home." They pause, thinking about something. "Man, I hope I can still have human food once all the changes are done."
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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)
Some vegan tacos have appeared in the rec room. They are made entirely of edible plant matter, with campfire-burned nopales in place of tortillas.
Swelter is hiding. Somewhere...
*I"ll be in and out and will disappear for the rest of the night in an hour or two.*
The bald headed kid comes in to explore the rec room. Small needles can be seen growing all over his head and down his bare arms. He immediately bee lines towards the tacos when he sees them. He takes a bite and chews for a minute before saying, "What the hay! Are these vegan?"
*Then I will make the most of our time together*
Swelter, 6' 1" with aubergine skin, red eyes and scars, and peppers growing in the black leaves of their hair, rises from behind a couch. "Well, they don't have any damn meat here!" Their clothes are dirty and far too small for the lanky teen.
He grins, "It's hot. Real hot. And really dry. You can see for miles upon miles if you get a little elevation, it's so darn flat. One historical dude once said, 'If I owned Hell and Texas, I'd live in Hell.'" He laughs. "I love it there."
"how? It seems bad"
"I've always found the heat to be more comfortable." He says with a shrug. "Not everyone can take it, but it's beautiful if you know what to look for."
"I hate the heat"
"Agree to disagree I guess. Where are you from?"
"Seskatchewan"
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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
*meat, unless you're a carnivious plant, can make a dryad sick. Not sick sick, just like bent over the toilet sick*
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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
Some vegan tacos have appeared in the rec room. They are made entirely of edible plant matter, with campfire-burned nopales in place of tortillas.
Swelter is hiding. Somewhere...
*I"ll be in and out and will disappear for the rest of the night in an hour or two.*
The bald headed kid comes in to explore the rec room. Small needles can be seen growing all over his head and down his bare arms. He immediately bee lines towards the tacos when he sees them. He takes a bite and chews for a minute before saying, "What the hay! Are these vegan?"
*Then I will make the most of our time together*
Swelter, 6' 1" with aubergine skin, red eyes and scars, and peppers growing in the black leaves of their hair, rises from behind a couch. "Well, they don't have any damn meat here!" Their clothes are dirty and far too small for the lanky teen.
He spins around to face you, "That's a shame." He says before taking another bite though. "These are still pretty good though. What would you do if you were able to get meat?"
He grins, "It's hot. Real hot. And really dry. You can see for miles upon miles if you get a little elevation, it's so darn flat. One historical dude once said, 'If I owned Hell and Texas, I'd live in Hell.'" He laughs. "I love it there."
"how? It seems bad"
"I've always found the heat to be more comfortable." He says with a shrug. "Not everyone can take it, but it's beautiful if you know what to look for."
"I hate the heat"
"Agree to disagree I guess. Where are you from?"
"Seskatchewan"
"Seskatchewhat-now? Ain't never heard of that place. Where's it at?"
*meat, unless you're a carnivious plant, can make a dryad sick. Not sick sick, just like bent over the toilet sick*
*Which is why I assumed there isn't any here, at least not in easy reach of a bunch of disgruntled teenagers.*
*yeah. Maybe a stray beef jerky stick left by one of the employees, but nada. Tons of edible plants tho*
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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
Swelter, 6' 1" with aubergine skin, red eyes and scars, and peppers growing in the black leaves of their hair, rises from behind a couch. "Well, they don't have any damn meat here!" Their clothes are dirty and far too small for the lanky teen.
He spins around to face you, "That's a shame." He says before taking another bite though. "These are still pretty good though. What would you do if you were able to get meat?"
"I'd probably get sick again." They fold their arms. "Turns out, we can't eat it anymore. Honestly, I considered pruning my head right off my shoulders when I heard 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.
*so do you have to pick a plant or...? can you explain it a bit more for me?*
*of course! You pick a type of plant for your character to be*
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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
He grins, "It's hot. Real hot. And really dry. You can see for miles upon miles if you get a little elevation, it's so darn flat. One historical dude once said, 'If I owned Hell and Texas, I'd live in Hell.'" He laughs. "I love it there."
"how? It seems bad"
"I've always found the heat to be more comfortable." He says with a shrug. "Not everyone can take it, but it's beautiful if you know what to look for."
"I hate the heat"
"Agree to disagree I guess. Where are you from?"
"Seskatchewan"
"Seskatchewhat-now? Ain't never heard of that place. Where's it at?"
"Canada"
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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
Swelter, 6' 1" with aubergine skin, red eyes and scars, and peppers growing in the black leaves of their hair, rises from behind a couch. "Well, they don't have any damn meat here!" Their clothes are dirty and far too small for the lanky teen.
He spins around to face you, "That's a shame." He says before taking another bite though. "These are still pretty good though. What would you do if you were able to get meat?"
"I'd probably get sick again." They fold their arms. "Turns out, we can't eat it anymore. Honestly, I considered pruning my head right off my shoulders when I heard that."
“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?”
"Yeah..." There is a pause as Gwyn's thoughts drift elsewhere. "Once I'm done sprouting, I'm not sure I'll be able to go back, what with the cold and all... Hadn't really thought of that till now."
"Well, something's gonna have to change. I can't go back to Chicago after all this. Wild places, yknow?" She laughs. "I mean, Chicago's pretty wild, just not that way. I'm sure we can figure something out"
"I know what you mean." Gwyn brushes their hair out of their eyes. "I wanna find somewhere with other dryads. So it's not just me in the wild, you know?"
"Yeah. You know what I miss the most about Chicago?"
"Family?"
"Not really. I get letters. But there was this Thai place and they had this really good soup."
"Ah, yeah. I really miss the chicken skewers from one place back home." They pause, thinking about something. "Man, I hope I can still have human food once all the changes are done."
"Yeah, s'long as there's no meat. So sorry about your chicken dreams"
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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 of three on her head and a small trap near her forehead. Her name is Ivy. Ivy is a mixed dryad of Poison Ivy and Venus Flytrap
*meat, unless you're a carnivious plant, can make a dryad sick. Not sick sick, just like bent over the toilet sick*
*Which is why I assumed there isn't any here, at least not in easy reach of a bunch of disgruntled teenagers.*
*yeah. Maybe a stray beef jerky stick left by one of the employees, but nada. Tons of edible plants tho*
*So most dryads are forced to be vegan... I chose the right subclass, then.*
*Are there any cooking implements accessible to the prisoners?*
*not prisoners. More like patients or wards, and probably.*
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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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"Agree to disagree I guess. Where are you from?"
*I"ll be in and out and will disappear for the rest of the night in an hour or two.*
The bald headed kid comes in to explore the rec room. Small needles can be seen growing all over his head and down his bare arms. He immediately bee lines towards the tacos when he sees them. He takes a bite and chews for a minute before saying, "What the hay! Are these vegan?"
"Ah, yeah. I really miss the chicken skewers from one place back home." They pause, thinking about something. "Man, I hope I can still have human food once all the changes are done."
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)
*Then I will make the most of our time together*
Swelter, 6' 1" with aubergine skin, red eyes and scars, and peppers growing in the black leaves of their hair, rises from behind a couch. "Well, they don't have any damn meat here!" Their clothes are dirty and far too small for the lanky teen.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Seskatchewan"
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
*meat, unless you're a carnivious plant, can make a dryad sick. Not sick sick, just like bent over the toilet sick*
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
*Which is why I assumed there isn't any here, at least not in easy reach of a bunch of disgruntled teenagers.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He spins around to face you, "That's a shame." He says before taking another bite though. "These are still pretty good though. What would you do if you were able to get meat?"
*so do you have to pick a plant or...? can you explain it a bit more for me?*
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
"Seskatchewhat-now? Ain't never heard of that place. Where's it at?"
*yeah. Maybe a stray beef jerky stick left by one of the employees, but nada. Tons of edible plants tho*
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'd probably get sick again." They fold their arms. "Turns out, we can't eat it anymore. Honestly, I considered pruning my head right off my shoulders when I heard that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*of course! You pick a type of plant for your character to be*
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
"Canada"
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
*got it*
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
“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?”
*So most dryads are forced to be vegan... I chose the right subclass, then.*
*Are there any cooking implements accessible to the prisoners?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yeah, s'long as there's no meat. So sorry about your chicken dreams"
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 of three on her head and a small trap near her forehead. Her name is Ivy. Ivy is a mixed dryad of Poison Ivy and Venus Flytrap
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
*not prisoners. More like patients or wards, and probably.*
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