The worm shrugs (well, a worm can't shrug but it feels like it shrugged). It inches back out, and transforms back into Sage. She looks for an inconspicuous way to exit.
*out of wildshape uses*
Cassandra opens the door, takes a second to realize that there's a person in her broom closet, and then shreiks, shutting the door
"Oh [gp]." Sage mutters as magical darkness begins to emanate from her. She then tries to sidle around Cassandra and out of the area.
"Wait, you're that girl from the other day! How's the charm serving you?" she recognises sage
"I don't know who you're talking about good day!" Sage trys to change her voice and continue sneaking out.
Deception: 6
cass grabs you by the collar. "I never forget a face, especially not one I helped make."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Spittle is large with a hut like cart strapped to their back
A wiry bobcat darts into the cart, running from an old witch in a yellow bathrobe. The witch storms right past the hut, the bobcat poking its head out to make sure she's gone.
Thistle looks at the bobcat and casts speak with animals "Well hello"
The bobcat looks left and right. "Is Solana gone?"
"Solana?" she pauses
*sry my internet died*
"I will take that as a yes" The bobcat hops out and shakes its fur out, and it turns into a wiry young woman with a tattered jean jacket and lots of peircings, her black hair looking like it was once an undercut, but now it's overgrown.
"Hmm... so, what might your name be?" Thistle walks out
"Leah." she stretches
"Good to meet you, Leah"
She whistles and a dusty-gray pigeon flies to her shoulder. "nice slug."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Atlas is gathering his things back at his stand, mainly just his cards and his glitter, considering his broke and doesn't own much outside of those.
Jason is working in his shop, making more Materia. He's also been working on marketing for his shop, a single poster sitting on a building nearby.
Thalia runs up to him, beaming. "I got you a job!"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Atlas is gathering his things back at his stand, mainly just his cards and his glitter, considering his broke and doesn't own much outside of those.
Jason is working in his shop, making more Materia. He's also been working on marketing for his shop, a single poster sitting on a building nearby.
Thalia runs up to him, beaming. "I got you a job!"
He looks up from his things, beaming back at them "That's great! Thank you, you're worth loving Thalia. Please, lead the way."
she leads him to an upside-down house with an overgrown garden. "Here you go."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Atlas is gathering his things back at his stand, mainly just his cards and his glitter, considering his broke and doesn't own much outside of those.
Jason is working in his shop, making more Materia. He's also been working on marketing for his shop, a single poster sitting on a building nearby.
Thalia runs up to him, beaming. "I got you a job!"
He looks up from his things, beaming back at them "That's great! Thank you, you're worth loving Thalia. Please, lead the way."
she leads him to an upside-down house with an overgrown garden. "Here you go."
He thanks them, before walking to what would probably be used as the door, and knocking politely.
An old lady with yellow-tinted spectacles leans out of a window and calls to him. "Let yourself in, boy"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Atlas is gathering his things back at his stand, mainly just his cards and his glitter, considering his broke and doesn't own much outside of those.
Jason is working in his shop, making more Materia. He's also been working on marketing for his shop, a single poster sitting on a building nearby.
Thalia runs up to him, beaming. "I got you a job!"
He looks up from his things, beaming back at them "That's great! Thank you, you're worth loving Thalia. Please, lead the way."
she leads him to an upside-down house with an overgrown garden. "Here you go."
He thanks them, before walking to what would probably be used as the door, and knocking politely.
An old lady with yellow-tinted spectacles leans out of a window and calls to him. "Let yourself in, boy"
He nods and bows before letting himself inside, leaving his things outside "Of course, my apologies."
the inside is odd, to say the least. The chairs and other furniture are on the floor, but so is the chandelier, and rugs are nailed to the ceiling. Birds sit on perches both the right way and the wrong way around, filling the house with their singing. the old lady comes stomping down the stairs, white braid trailing behind her. She's quite tall for an old lady and wears a gold vest. "You're thalia's friend, right?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Atlas is gathering his things back at his stand, mainly just his cards and his glitter, considering his broke and doesn't own much outside of those.
Jason is working in his shop, making more Materia. He's also been working on marketing for his shop, a single poster sitting on a building nearby.
Thalia runs up to him, beaming. "I got you a job!"
He looks up from his things, beaming back at them "That's great! Thank you, you're worth loving Thalia. Please, lead the way."
she leads him to an upside-down house with an overgrown garden. "Here you go."
He thanks them, before walking to what would probably be used as the door, and knocking politely.
An old lady with yellow-tinted spectacles leans out of a window and calls to him. "Let yourself in, boy"
He nods and bows before letting himself inside, leaving his things outside "Of course, my apologies."
the inside is odd, to say the least. The chairs and other furniture are on the floor, but so is the chandelier, and rugs are nailed to the ceiling. Birds sit on perches both the right way and the wrong way around, filling the house with their singing. the old lady comes stomping down the stairs, white braid trailing behind her. She's quite tall for an old lady and wears a gold vest. "You're thalia's friend, right?"
He looks around with awe before processing the question and nodding "Friend is a way you could put it. May I sit down madam?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Atlas is gathering his things back at his stand, mainly just his cards and his glitter, considering his broke and doesn't own much outside of those.
Jason is working in his shop, making more Materia. He's also been working on marketing for his shop, a single poster sitting on a building nearby.
Thalia runs up to him, beaming. "I got you a job!"
He looks up from his things, beaming back at them "That's great! Thank you, you're worth loving Thalia. Please, lead the way."
she leads him to an upside-down house with an overgrown garden. "Here you go."
He thanks them, before walking to what would probably be used as the door, and knocking politely.
An old lady with yellow-tinted spectacles leans out of a window and calls to him. "Let yourself in, boy"
He nods and bows before letting himself inside, leaving his things outside "Of course, my apologies."
the inside is odd, to say the least. The chairs and other furniture are on the floor, but so is the chandelier, and rugs are nailed to the ceiling. Birds sit on perches both the right way and the wrong way around, filling the house with their singing. the old lady comes stomping down the stairs, white braid trailing behind her. She's quite tall for an old lady and wears a gold vest. "You're thalia's friend, right?"
He looks around with awe before processing the question and nodding "Friend is a way you could put it. May I sit down madam?"
"Sure, just Don't sit on a bird" she sits on a chair and all the birds flock around her. "Ya any good at pest control?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"So, you live in this thing?" she leans against the hut-cart
"Sometimes" Thistle says, shruging
"Sounds like the life." she sighs. "Y'know, living where the wind blows you?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"So, you live in this thing?" she leans against the hut-cart
"Sometimes" Thistle says, shruging
"Sounds like the life." she sighs. "Y'know, living where the wind blows you?"
"Yeah. can be hard to find what places are safe, though"
"I guess." she leans on the cart. "I don't really care about danger if it means I can get my aunt off my back, yknow?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
cass grabs you by the collar. "I never forget a face, especially not one I helped make."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
She whistles and a dusty-gray pigeon flies to her shoulder. "nice slug."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*cut with Fry*
Spittle looks at Leah happily
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"So, you live in this thing?" she leans against the hut-cart
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*so i made 2 new npcs*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Indeed, the magic orbs from Final Fantasy. Fun huh?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Thalia runs up to him, beaming. "I got you a job!"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He looks up from his things, beaming back at them "That's great! Thank you, you're worth loving Thalia. Please, lead the way."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
she leads him to an upside-down house with an overgrown garden. "Here you go."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He thanks them, before walking to what would probably be used as the door, and knocking politely.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
An old lady with yellow-tinted spectacles leans out of a window and calls to him. "Let yourself in, boy"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He nods and bows before letting himself inside, leaving his things outside "Of course, my apologies."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
the inside is odd, to say the least. The chairs and other furniture are on the floor, but so is the chandelier, and rugs are nailed to the ceiling. Birds sit on perches both the right way and the wrong way around, filling the house with their singing. the old lady comes stomping down the stairs, white braid trailing behind her. She's quite tall for an old lady and wears a gold vest. "You're thalia's friend, right?"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He looks around with awe before processing the question and nodding "Friend is a way you could put it. May I sit down madam?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Sometimes" Thistle says, shruging
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Sure, just Don't sit on a bird" she sits on a chair and all the birds flock around her. "Ya any good at pest control?"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"Sounds like the life." she sighs. "Y'know, living where the wind blows you?"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"Yeah. can be hard to find what places are safe, though"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
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 guess." she leans on the cart. "I don't really care about danger if it means I can get my aunt off my back, yknow?"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)