A spectral, mouthless, glowing black entity with pure white eyes, medium hair (of the same colour and texture of it's skin), a pretty nice hat, and a victorian corset looking robe floats in a corner, with a phone.
"Ughhh... goddammit! I died... ughhhhh..."
They hear the sound of shattering ice nearby, along with the sound of footsteps, if they turn to see what it is, they find a cloaked creature walking down the street, the air around them frigid cold. Every step they take, ice covers their leg, which they have to break for their next step.
The new ghost stares at the cloaked figure, then scrolls on their phone
The cloaked figure turns to them, as if there is nothing within the cloak but an empty void.
"hello!" "..."
"...Hello..." They say, stopping.
"I just died so... can you tell me what death is like?"
“Cold… lonely…” They begin moving closer, the air becoming closer as he approaches.
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
The massive woman grins and chops off the end of her burning cigar with an ornate guillotine cutter, letting the cherry fall to the remaining snow. She sits down beside him, causing the bench to creak loudly. "Beautiful day, isn't it?" She chuckles.
He clasps his hands together, smiling softly and politely at them, moving his black hair from his face for a moment before leaning back, comfortable "It is, truly beautiful indeed. Quite the entrance you have made, especially interesting." He lights another, blowing small rings of smoke.
"It's not an entrance unless it's entrancing!" She laughs. The trinkets and coins hanging on her coat jingle as she does. "So, how've you been? It's been a while since you came to Hell's Fair."
"I've been doing quite well for myself, though I've decided to retire from the British Division of my work, moving here instead. How have things been for you?" He says, beginning to move his strings, messing with them, making different shapes.
"It's not an entrance unless it's entrancing!" She laughs. The trinkets and coins hanging on her coat jingle as she does. "So, how've you been? It's been a while since you came to Hell's Fair."
"I've been doing quite well for myself, though I've decided to retire from the British Division of my work, moving here instead. How have things been for you?" He says, beginning to move his strings, messing with them, making different shapes.
"Oh, you know how it is. Trying to take over the various Underworlds and being kicked from one to another as soon as I become a big shot. Made a lot of demons mad, but that's unlife."
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
A spectral, mouthless, glowing black entity with pure white eyes, medium hair (of the same colour and texture of it's skin), a pretty nice hat, and a victorian corset looking robe floats in a corner, with a phone.
"Ughhh... goddammit! I died... ughhhhh..."
A small beak, floating in the air, somehow takes the phone, and proceeds to try to unlock it.
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Soul of Steel, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
Some days I feel like I'm surrounded by idiots. Other days, I realize that it's not just some days.
"It's not an entrance unless it's entrancing!" She laughs. The trinkets and coins hanging on her coat jingle as she does. "So, how've you been? It's been a while since you came to Hell's Fair."
"I've been doing quite well for myself, though I've decided to retire from the British Division of my work, moving here instead. How have things been for you?" He says, beginning to move his strings, messing with them, making different shapes.
"Oh, you know how it is. Trying to take over the various Underworlds and being kicked from one to another as soon as I become a big shot. Made a lot of demons mad, but that's unlife."
*Whoops, sorry. Stupid me.*
He chuckles softly “Seems that you haven’t changed much, a quality I couldn’t tell you if I do or don’t like.” He makes a pentagram out of string, before making them all disperse out of sight “Things are destined to change eventually.*
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*Woah, hey, I was about to post, but my session is back on! Yay!*
*See ya dude, have a good one.*
*Wanna continue now Baalze?*
*I'd rather start a new interaction if that's okay. I'm reworking Gideon, a character I introduced briefly but gave up on. He was a boar man with a stove on his back. Now he's going to be a giant gnoll candyman with the flair of a supervillain and the HP of a character twice his level (which is three, by the way)*
*Woah, hey, I was about to post, but my session is back on! Yay!*
*See ya dude, have a good one.*
*Wanna continue now Baalze?*
*I'd rather start a new interaction if that's okay. I'm reworking Gideon, a character I introduced briefly but gave up on. He was a boar man with a stove on his back. Now he's going to be a giant gnoll candyman with the flair of a supervillain and the HP of a character twice his level (which is three, by the way)*
*Okay, I would be down for that, do you want my new ice ghost guy, or Walter once more? I love the lore you add to my characters, so either one is good with me.8
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She pulls her claw away. He is now holding a grenade of some unknown make. "Hmm... Really?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Cold… lonely…” They begin moving closer, the air becoming closer as he approaches.
*cut*
"well hell... it sucks that much?..."
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
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Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“Indeed. And I wouldn’t attempt to harm me if I were you.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*Baalze?*
“Sometimes… sometimes… better… warm…”
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You're right. If you were me, you wouldn't hand the stuck-up little man a live grenade."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"are you okay?"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Soul of Steel, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
Some days I feel like I'm surrounded by idiots. Other days, I realize that it's not just some days.
*Whoops, sorry. Stupid me.*
He chuckles softly “Seems that you haven’t changed much, a quality I couldn’t tell you if I do or don’t like.” He makes a pentagram out of string, before making them all disperse out of sight “Things are destined to change eventually.*
The cloak shakes as to say no.
"well crap" *GTG*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“Oh no I would. I wouldn’t just give it to Mr. Taku.” He tosses the grenade behind him
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
“It gets… better… sometimes.”
*Woah, hey, I was about to post, but my session is back on! Yay!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*See ya dude, have a good one.*
*Wanna continue now Baalze?*
*I'd rather start a new interaction if that's okay. I'm reworking Gideon, a character I introduced briefly but gave up on. He was a boar man with a stove on his back. Now he's going to be a giant gnoll candyman with the flair of a supervillain and the HP of a character twice his level (which is three, by the way)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Okay, I would be down for that, do you want my new ice ghost guy, or Walter once more? I love the lore you add to my characters, so either one is good with me.8