The nervous witch is wandering around, their wooden slug seemingly rotating on the tip of their staff
They pass a teenage girl sweeping the curb of a shop called "the looking glass"
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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
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
The nervous witch is wandering around, their wooden slug seemingly rotating on the tip of their staff
They pass a teenage girl sweeping the curb of a shop called "the looking glass"
They wave their hand to the teenage girl
the girl waves back. She has black cat ears and a tail to match
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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
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
She stands there, surprised. Her wooden slug raises one of it's eyestalks, lowing one of the others
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
She stands there, surprised. Her wooden snail raises one of it's eyestalks, lowing one of the others
He gives a charismatic smile at the both of them “Don’t worry about it, so come the dangers of wild magic. What are you two beauties doing here?”
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
She stands there, surprised. Her wooden snail raises one of it's eyestalks, lowing one of the others
He gives a charismatic smile at the both of them “Don’t worry about it, so come the dangers of wild magic. What are you two beauties doing here?”
"Oh! I'm looking to meet new people" The slug moves around at the tip of the staff
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
She stands there, surprised. Her wooden snail raises one of it's eyestalks, lowing one of the others
He gives a charismatic smile at the both of them “Don’t worry about it, so come the dangers of wild magic. What are you two beauties doing here?”
"Oh! I'm looking to meet new people" The slug moves around at the tip of the staff
“Well then, happy to meet you.” He gives them a bow, with a flourish, his cards are gone “What an interesting creature you have there.”
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
She stands there, surprised. Her wooden snail raises one of it's eyestalks, lowing one of the others
He gives a charismatic smile at the both of them “Don’t worry about it, so come the dangers of wild magic. What are you two beauties doing here?”
"Oh! I'm looking to meet new people" The slug moves around at the tip of the staff
“Well then, happy to meet you.” He gives them a bow, with a flourish, his cards are gone “What an interesting creature you have there.”
"Oh, this is Spittle! as you can tell, he is a slug that is slightly magical." Spittle curls up at the tip of the staff
The Lenin continues to peddle his services, though he has seemingly changed clothes out of nowhere, his old clothes sitting in a smoldering pile next to him, as if they had caught on fire, his mane’s got a few burn marks on it too.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
She stands there, surprised. Her wooden snail raises one of it's eyestalks, lowing one of the others
He gives a charismatic smile at the both of them “Don’t worry about it, so come the dangers of wild magic. What are you two beauties doing here?”
"Oh! I'm looking to meet new people" The slug moves around at the tip of the staff
“Well then, happy to meet you.” He gives them a bow, with a flourish, his cards are gone “What an interesting creature you have there.”
"Oh, this is Spittle! as you can tell, he is a slug that is slightly magical." Spittle curls up at the tip of the staff
“I wish I had a familiar, but no one seems to be interested in a lion and his card tricks.” He smiles, “A blessing to meet you Spittle.”
They pass a teenage girl sweeping the curb of a shop called "the looking glass"
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 wave their hand to the teenage girl
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The nervous witch looks at him "Are you okay? You've got some burn marks"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
the girl waves back. She has black cat ears and a tail to match
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
She walks over to the girl, the slug on her staff seemingly staring at her ears
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He smiles to them, doing tricks with his tarot cards, his accent heavy “Of course love, I just happened to explode earlier.”
She stands there, surprised. Her wooden slug raises one of it's eyestalks, lowing one of the others
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He gives a charismatic smile at the both of them “Don’t worry about it, so come the dangers of wild magic. What are you two beauties doing here?”
"Oh! I'm looking to meet new people" The slug moves around at the tip of the staff
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Well then, happy to meet you.” He gives them a bow, with a flourish, his cards are gone “What an interesting creature you have there.”
"Oh, this is Spittle! as you can tell, he is a slug that is slightly magical." Spittle curls up at the tip of the staff
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“I wish I had a familiar, but no one seems to be interested in a lion and his card tricks.” He smiles, “A blessing to meet you Spittle.”
*cut with Jester*
"Well, maybe one day you'll have one"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Maybe, let’s hope so. Would you like a reading? The future, in the palm of your hand.” He holds out the cards.
"Sure" She looks at the cards curiously
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He flips them, hiding what they may be “Draw, and see what you will be.”
She draws the cards
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
(Don’t remember tarot cards, what do you think their future would be?)
(probably chaotic, comfortable, and safe)
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.