A creamsicle-orange cat with antennae and big black eyes is trotting down the hall.
Bugendai approaches them. They seem to be an ordinary Earth black cat.
Steve-o rumbles *in cat language i guess* "what are you doing here?" with curiosity
“I’m with the winged lady. Are you the captain’s?” She starts circling them, in a playful way.
"The winged lady? OH you mean kiwi frankencop" *he makes up names for people he doesn't know and they're always dumb*
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
A creamsicle-orange cat with antennae and big black eyes is trotting down the hall.
Bugendai approaches them. They seem to be an ordinary Earth black cat.
Steve-o rumbles *in cat language i guess* "what are you doing here?" with curiosity
“I’m with the winged lady. Are you the captain’s?” She starts circling them, in a playful way.
"The winged lady? OH you mean kiwi frankencop" *he makes up names for people he doesn't know and they're always dumb*
“I… How is that the nickname you settle on?” She stops walking and stares.
"She's green" he sits matter-of-factly
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
*I wonder if this will evolve into some sort of Lethal Company mindset. Would be funny*
*maybe.*
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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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
A small figure that is strapped with WAY too many grenades strolls around. It appears to be a... bunny. He pulls down a bandana covering most of his face, then looks around.
"Need a demolitionist? Or maybe a weapons expert? Whatever you need, I can do it. I need some coin, though."
He rubs his cute little paws together as he chuckles in a menacing way- or it might've been menacing if it hadn't been a 3 foot tall rabbit doing it.
A creamsicle-orange cat with antennae and big black eyes is trotting down the hall.
Bugendai approaches them. They seem to be an ordinary Earth black cat.
Steve-o rumbles *in cat language i guess* "what are you doing here?" with curiosity
“I’m with the winged lady. Are you the captain’s?” She starts circling them, in a playful way.
"The winged lady? OH you mean kiwi frankencop" *he makes up names for people he doesn't know and they're always dumb*
“I… How is that the nickname you settle on?” She stops walking and stares.
"She's green" he sits matter-of-factly
“Why cop? I get the Kiwi part, but cop I don’t understand?”
"I dunno, she just has a cop face?" his antennae wiggle
Turen stands up and walks over to the group. In the exact language they were speaking, she says, “I always thought I looked like a stereotypical librarian. The name is Turen.”
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) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
A small figure that is strapped with WAY too many grenades strolls around. It appears to be a... bunny. He pulls down a bandana covering most of his face, then looks around.
"Need a demolitionist? Or maybe a weapons expert? Whatever you need, I can do it. I need some coin, though."
He rubs his cute little paws together as he chuckles in a menacing way- or it might've been menacing if it hadn't been a 3 foot tall rabbit doing it.
Sally and Monty (two crows, one small, one abnormally large and albino) stare at him in a hungry way.
A small figure that is strapped with WAY too many grenades strolls around. It appears to be a... bunny. He pulls down a bandana covering most of his face, then looks around.
"Need a demolitionist? Or maybe a weapons expert? Whatever you need, I can do it. I need some coin, though."
He rubs his cute little paws together as he chuckles in a menacing way- or it might've been menacing if it hadn't been a 3 foot tall rabbit doing it.
Sally and Monty (two crows, one small, one abnormally large and albino) stare at him in a hungry way.
He senses the eyes on him and turns back to them.
"Don't even think about it. Bombs do not taste good, and neither do their explosions."
He glares and hefts a grenade menacingly- or it would be menacing if he weren't a 3 foot tall rabbit.
A small figure that is strapped with WAY too many grenades strolls around. It appears to be a... bunny. He pulls down a bandana covering most of his face, then looks around.
"Need a demolitionist? Or maybe a weapons expert? Whatever you need, I can do it. I need some coin, though."
He rubs his cute little paws together as he chuckles in a menacing way- or it might've been menacing if it hadn't been a 3 foot tall rabbit doing it.
Sally and Monty (two crows, one small, one abnormally large and albino) stare at him in a hungry way.
He senses the eyes on him and turns back to them.
"Don't even think about it. Bombs do not taste good, and neither do their explosions."
He glares and hefts a grenade menacingly- or it would be menacing if he weren't a 3 foot tall rabbit.
Skath hurries over trying to calm the crowd down in the process. “Put it down! Put! It! Down!” He seems to be gesturing to the grenade.
A small figure that is strapped with WAY too many grenades strolls around. It appears to be a... bunny. He pulls down a bandana covering most of his face, then looks around.
"Need a demolitionist? Or maybe a weapons expert? Whatever you need, I can do it. I need some coin, though."
He rubs his cute little paws together as he chuckles in a menacing way- or it might've been menacing if it hadn't been a 3 foot tall rabbit doing it.
Sally and Monty (two crows, one small, one abnormally large and albino) stare at him in a hungry way.
He senses the eyes on him and turns back to them.
"Don't even think about it. Bombs do not taste good, and neither do their explosions."
He glares and hefts a grenade menacingly- or it would be menacing if he weren't a 3 foot tall rabbit.
Skath hurries over trying to calm the crowd down in the process. “Put it down! Put! It! Down!” He seems to be gesturing to the grenade.
"Ah, don't worry. It ain't even live."
At this he pulls out the pin and drops it in a metal container, shutting the lid after it (just in case).
"See?" *Explosion noises from inside the box* "...oops. Heh heh... well, at least we know they work!"
A tall, creepy winged insectile alien that seems to be a mix of biomechanical and cybernetics enters the CoC building, its many glowing eyes silently observing the space. Strapped to its back is a large assault rifle that seems to be made of a similar biomechanical material as its own body, and on its waist is a large pistol-sized syringe gun connected to canisters filled with liquids of different colors and what looks to be a black medical kit.
A tall, creepy winged insectile alien that seems to be a mix of biomechanical and cybernetics enters the CoC building, its many glowing eyes silently observing the space. Strapped to its back is a large assault rifle that seems to be made of a similar biomechanical material as its own body, and on its waist is a large pistol-sized syringe gun connected to canisters filled with liquids of different colors and what looks to be a black medical kit.
*The right two pictures are what I'm going for.*
Dead Cells? *Gasp* This guys turning into our boss one day, I just know it.
A small figure that is strapped with WAY too many grenades strolls around. It appears to be a... bunny. He pulls down a bandana covering most of his face, then looks around.
"Need a demolitionist? Or maybe a weapons expert? Whatever you need, I can do it. I need some coin, though."
He rubs his cute little paws together as he chuckles in a menacing way- or it might've been menacing if it hadn't been a 3 foot tall rabbit doing it.
Sally and Monty (two crows, one small, one abnormally large and albino) stare at him in a hungry way.
He senses the eyes on him and turns back to them.
"Don't even think about it. Bombs do not taste good, and neither do their explosions."
He glares and hefts a grenade menacingly- or it would be menacing if he weren't a 3 foot tall rabbit.
Skath hurries over trying to calm the crowd down in the process. “Put it down! Put! It! Down!” He seems to be gesturing to the grenade.
"Ah, don't worry. It ain't even live."
At this he pulls out the pin and drops it in a metal container, shutting the lid after it (just in case).
"See?" *Explosion noises from inside the box* "...oops. Heh heh... well, at least we know they work!"
He carefully opens the container and observes the wreck inside. “Why do you have live GRENADES in here?”
A tall, creepy winged insectile alien that seems to be a mix of biomechanical and cybernetics enters the CoC building, its many glowing eyes silently observing the space. Strapped to its back is a large assault rifle that seems to be made of a similar biomechanical material as its own body, and on its waist is a large pistol-sized syringe gun connected to canisters filled with liquids of different colors and what looks to be a black medical kit.
*The right two pictures are what I'm going for.*
Dead Cells? *Gasp* This guys turning into our boss one day, I just know it.
"Go back! Bring me more cells!"
"Just a little more!"
The insectile alien hears the commotion and goes to investigate.
A tall, creepy winged insectile alien that seems to be a mix of biomechanical and cybernetics enters the CoC building, its many glowing eyes silently observing the space. Strapped to its back is a large assault rifle that seems to be made of a similar biomechanical material as its own body, and on its waist is a large pistol-sized syringe gun connected to canisters filled with liquids of different colors and what looks to be a black medical kit.
*The right two pictures are what I'm going for.*
Dead Cells? *Gasp* This guys turning into our boss one day, I just know it.
"Go back! Bring me more cells!"
"Just a little more!"
The insectile alien hears the commotion and goes to investigate.
*I wonder if this will evolve into some sort of Lethal Company mindset. Would be funny*
"The winged lady? OH you mean kiwi frankencop" *he makes up names for people he doesn't know and they're always dumb*
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace
I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
“I… How is that the nickname you settle on?” She stops walking and stares.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"She's green" he sits matter-of-factly
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace
I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
“Why cop? I get the Kiwi part, but cop I don’t understand?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*maybe.*
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace
I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
"I dunno, she just has a cop face?" his antennae wiggle
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace
I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
<Cool thanks!>
A small figure that is strapped with WAY too many grenades strolls around. It appears to be a... bunny. He pulls down a bandana covering most of his face, then looks around.
"Need a demolitionist? Or maybe a weapons expert? Whatever you need, I can do it. I need some coin, though."
He rubs his cute little paws together as he chuckles in a menacing way- or it might've been menacing if it hadn't been a 3 foot tall rabbit doing it.
KOBOLDS WITH CANNONS! A RP thread about Small humanoids with Huge weapons.
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)
Turen stands up and walks over to the group. In the exact language they were speaking, she says, “I always thought I looked like a stereotypical librarian. The name is Turen.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*gtg might be back*
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)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I’m ace
I'm a sensitive little sad bean. 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, and certified silly goose
*bye*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Sally and Monty (two crows, one small, one abnormally large and albino) stare at him in a hungry way.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
He senses the eyes on him and turns back to them.
"Don't even think about it. Bombs do not taste good, and neither do their explosions."
He glares and hefts a grenade menacingly- or it would be menacing if he weren't a 3 foot tall rabbit.
KOBOLDS WITH CANNONS! A RP thread about Small humanoids with Huge weapons.
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)
Skath hurries over trying to calm the crowd down in the process. “Put it down! Put! It! Down!” He seems to be gesturing to the grenade.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Ah, don't worry. It ain't even live."
At this he pulls out the pin and drops it in a metal container, shutting the lid after it (just in case).
"See?" *Explosion noises from inside the box* "...oops. Heh heh... well, at least we know they work!"
KOBOLDS WITH CANNONS! A RP thread about Small humanoids with Huge weapons.
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)
*Neptune!*
A tall, creepy winged insectile alien that seems to be a mix of biomechanical and cybernetics enters the CoC building, its many glowing eyes silently observing the space. Strapped to its back is a large assault rifle that seems to be made of a similar biomechanical material as its own body, and on its waist is a large pistol-sized syringe gun connected to canisters filled with liquids of different colors and what looks to be a black medical kit.
*The right two pictures are what I'm going for.*
Dead Cells? *Gasp* This guys turning into our boss one day, I just know it.
"Go back! Bring me more cells!"
"Just a little more!"
KOBOLDS WITH CANNONS! A RP thread about Small humanoids with Huge weapons.
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)
He carefully opens the container and observes the wreck inside. “Why do you have live GRENADES in here?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The insectile alien hears the commotion and goes to investigate.
<Gah! I forgot the <> for the text>
<Sorry, Coronet, that was meant to be OOC>
KOBOLDS WITH CANNONS! A RP thread about Small humanoids with Huge weapons.
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)