“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
Fael is working on improving their fort, from yesterday
Pine walks past. “Hi, is it okay if I collect some plants for my brother around here?”
"Sure!"
“Thanks!” He smiles. “What’s your name? I’m pine.”
"Fael"
“Fael… pretty name. This cabin is really pretty, do you have power and water set up? Even a garden, maybe?”
"Its just a fort"
“Can I… see the inside?”
"Yeah," They lead you to a pretty basic fort, except it's in the perfect place to be sheltered from rain, and the weather, and the roof is waterproof, due to a tarp
“It’s nice. Simple.”
"Yeah, it took me awhile to make though"
“Looks well built. Good craftsmanship.”
"Thank you!"
*Ello? did i leave that at a bad place?*
*sorry, didn’t see it*
“so, would you…like any help on it? I’ve been looking for a new project since I kinda finished my hydroponics garden.”
"Um, sure! you can help!"
*GTG*
“Thanks!” *byeee*
*Here again*
"Your welcome!"
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"No. Learn what happened. Then make your decision. Learn, make good choices, think with your mind and not your heart. The heart is a weak point, but I accept that yes, I do love Cherry. And I'm not going to let her go with someone she barely knows."
Fink begins to follow the tracks, stooped and sniffing
"At least give me this. Don't hurt anybody involved. Tell them how you really feel." He begins to walk off, shotgun on his shoulder, pointed up at the sky
"Is that it?" Hunter asks, pointing to a rustling in the bushes.
"I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm... I'm not a monster... Despite what dad and the others want."
"That would be him. Aim for the head, that way we get the most meat."
"That's all I really ask for. I just kinda have to have a rough vibe. Goes with the brand, y'know? See ya, kid."
"How am I supposed to know where the head is?"
"See you. Think before you shoot."
*I am open for another or two. Haven't seen Atticus in a while.*
"Look for the horns, Hunter."
*Atticus and who else would you like?*
Atticus is lamenting in the ampitheater, the speakers with distorted guitar drowning out his wailing singing, which is oddly beautiful "When you kiss me and say you love me...It makes me feel so good...I wanna break down and give in to you...I wanna believe that you're the one...."
"Uh... okay..." Hunter aims for a bit and then fires. The sound of something collapsing, and something small rushes out of the bushes. *I'm thinking Hunter/Fink baby deer arc.*
Evan walks towards Atticus. "Hey. You doing alright?"
*Would like to do Cherry sometime but it doesn't have to be now, so you choose.*
*Whatcha mean by that?*
Fink sniffs the air and listens before clapping quietly. "Wonderous job!"
"H- What? Oh, heya sparky." He kills the speakers and sits down, cracking his neck. "I'm okay. You?"
*sounds good, sure*
Cherry is sitting on the porch of Fern's cabin, a huge blanket wrapped around them. Their shadows are gone, revealing a skinny feminine figure with a jout nose, weak chin, bronzed skin and long, black, slightly curly hair.
*I dunno, like they kill a dad deer and then have to raise a baby but then that just sounds dumb I just like the idea of Hunter and Fink having to raise something together. Prolly not a deer, something that hunts, because they'd prolly kill the deer when they get older.*
"Why thank you!"
"I'm alright. If you're gonna call me Sparky, can I call you bird?"
Oliver approaches Cherry. "I come with a message from a coward who is too scared to come into camp."
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
"No. Learn what happened. Then make your decision. Learn, make good choices, think with your mind and not your heart. The heart is a weak point, but I accept that yes, I do love Cherry. And I'm not going to let her go with someone she barely knows."
Fink begins to follow the tracks, stooped and sniffing
"At least give me this. Don't hurt anybody involved. Tell them how you really feel." He begins to walk off, shotgun on his shoulder, pointed up at the sky
"Is that it?" Hunter asks, pointing to a rustling in the bushes.
"I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm... I'm not a monster... Despite what dad and the others want."
"That would be him. Aim for the head, that way we get the most meat."
"That's all I really ask for. I just kinda have to have a rough vibe. Goes with the brand, y'know? See ya, kid."
"How am I supposed to know where the head is?"
"See you. Think before you shoot."
*I am open for another or two. Haven't seen Atticus in a while.*
"Look for the horns, Hunter."
*Atticus and who else would you like?*
Atticus is lamenting in the ampitheater, the speakers with distorted guitar drowning out his wailing singing, which is oddly beautiful "When you kiss me and say you love me...It makes me feel so good...I wanna break down and give in to you...I wanna believe that you're the one...."
"Uh... okay..." Hunter aims for a bit and then fires. The sound of something collapsing, and something small rushes out of the bushes. *I'm thinking Hunter/Fink baby deer arc.*
Evan walks towards Atticus. "Hey. You doing alright?"
*Would like to do Cherry sometime but it doesn't have to be now, so you choose.*
*Whatcha mean by that?*
Fink sniffs the air and listens before clapping quietly. "Wonderous job!"
"H- What? Oh, heya sparky." He kills the speakers and sits down, cracking his neck. "I'm okay. You?"
*sounds good, sure*
Cherry is sitting on the porch of Fern's cabin, a huge blanket wrapped around them. Their shadows are gone, revealing a skinny feminine figure with a jout nose, weak chin, bronzed skin and long, black, slightly curly hair.
*I dunno, like they kill a dad deer and then have to raise a baby but then that just sounds dumb I just like the idea of Hunter and Fink having to raise something together. Prolly not a deer, something that hunts, because they'd prolly kill the deer when they get older.*
"Why thank you!"
"I'm alright. If you're gonna call me Sparky, can I call you bird?"
Oliver approaches Cherry. "I come with a message from a coward who is too scared to come into camp."
*Hmm.... I like it. Not with a deer, but I like it."
"Shall I show you how to field dress, or would you prefer if I did it?"
"Doesn't really fit me, does it? Good to see you, man."
"Murphy, I'm assuming. What is it?" they seem annoyed, moving their hand to sharply adjust their glasses
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
Fael is working on improving their fort, from yesterday
Pine walks past. “Hi, is it okay if I collect some plants for my brother around here?”
"Sure!"
“Thanks!” He smiles. “What’s your name? I’m pine.”
"Fael"
“Fael… pretty name. This cabin is really pretty, do you have power and water set up? Even a garden, maybe?”
"Its just a fort"
“Can I… see the inside?”
"Yeah," They lead you to a pretty basic fort, except it's in the perfect place to be sheltered from rain, and the weather, and the roof is waterproof, due to a tarp
“It’s nice. Simple.”
"Yeah, it took me awhile to make though"
“Looks well built. Good craftsmanship.”
"Thank you!"
*Ello? did i leave that at a bad place?*
*sorry, didn’t see it*
“so, would you…like any help on it? I’ve been looking for a new project since I kinda finished my hydroponics garden.”
"Um, sure! you can help!"
*GTG*
“Thanks!” *byeee*
*Here again*
"Your welcome!"
“So, do you want a garden? I can help make one if you want?”
Fael is working on improving their fort, from yesterday
Pine walks past. “Hi, is it okay if I collect some plants for my brother around here?”
"Sure!"
“Thanks!” He smiles. “What’s your name? I’m pine.”
"Fael"
“Fael… pretty name. This cabin is really pretty, do you have power and water set up? Even a garden, maybe?”
"Its just a fort"
“Can I… see the inside?”
"Yeah," They lead you to a pretty basic fort, except it's in the perfect place to be sheltered from rain, and the weather, and the roof is waterproof, due to a tarp
“It’s nice. Simple.”
"Yeah, it took me awhile to make though"
“Looks well built. Good craftsmanship.”
"Thank you!"
*Ello? did i leave that at a bad place?*
*sorry, didn’t see it*
“so, would you…like any help on it? I’ve been looking for a new project since I kinda finished my hydroponics garden.”
"Um, sure! you can help!"
*GTG*
“Thanks!” *byeee*
*Here again*
"Your welcome!"
“So, do you want a garden? I can help make one if you want?”
"If you want to make a garden, that's fine, and I'll help."
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“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
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Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox. Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all. Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
"No. Learn what happened. Then make your decision. Learn, make good choices, think with your mind and not your heart. The heart is a weak point, but I accept that yes, I do love Cherry. And I'm not going to let her go with someone she barely knows."
Fink begins to follow the tracks, stooped and sniffing
"At least give me this. Don't hurt anybody involved. Tell them how you really feel." He begins to walk off, shotgun on his shoulder, pointed up at the sky
"Is that it?" Hunter asks, pointing to a rustling in the bushes.
"I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm... I'm not a monster... Despite what dad and the others want."
"That would be him. Aim for the head, that way we get the most meat."
"That's all I really ask for. I just kinda have to have a rough vibe. Goes with the brand, y'know? See ya, kid."
"How am I supposed to know where the head is?"
"See you. Think before you shoot."
*I am open for another or two. Haven't seen Atticus in a while.*
"Look for the horns, Hunter."
*Atticus and who else would you like?*
Atticus is lamenting in the ampitheater, the speakers with distorted guitar drowning out his wailing singing, which is oddly beautiful "When you kiss me and say you love me...It makes me feel so good...I wanna break down and give in to you...I wanna believe that you're the one...."
"Uh... okay..." Hunter aims for a bit and then fires. The sound of something collapsing, and something small rushes out of the bushes. *I'm thinking Hunter/Fink baby deer arc.*
Evan walks towards Atticus. "Hey. You doing alright?"
*Would like to do Cherry sometime but it doesn't have to be now, so you choose.*
*Whatcha mean by that?*
Fink sniffs the air and listens before clapping quietly. "Wonderous job!"
"H- What? Oh, heya sparky." He kills the speakers and sits down, cracking his neck. "I'm okay. You?"
*sounds good, sure*
Cherry is sitting on the porch of Fern's cabin, a huge blanket wrapped around them. Their shadows are gone, revealing a skinny feminine figure with a jout nose, weak chin, bronzed skin and long, black, slightly curly hair.
*I dunno, like they kill a dad deer and then have to raise a baby but then that just sounds dumb I just like the idea of Hunter and Fink having to raise something together. Prolly not a deer, something that hunts, because they'd prolly kill the deer when they get older.*
"Why thank you!"
"I'm alright. If you're gonna call me Sparky, can I call you bird?"
Oliver approaches Cherry. "I come with a message from a coward who is too scared to come into camp."
*Hmm.... I like it. Not with a deer, but I like it."
"Shall I show you how to field dress, or would you prefer if I did it?"
"Doesn't really fit me, does it? Good to see you, man."
"Murphy, I'm assuming. What is it?" they seem annoyed, moving their hand to sharply adjust their glasses
"Field dress?"
"You do have wings." Evan says awkwardly.
Oliver sighs. "He wants to talk by the beach. Ton of people have come after him with weapons in their hands and now he's mad. I'm Oliver by the way. An associate."
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
"No. Learn what happened. Then make your decision. Learn, make good choices, think with your mind and not your heart. The heart is a weak point, but I accept that yes, I do love Cherry. And I'm not going to let her go with someone she barely knows."
Fink begins to follow the tracks, stooped and sniffing
"At least give me this. Don't hurt anybody involved. Tell them how you really feel." He begins to walk off, shotgun on his shoulder, pointed up at the sky
"Is that it?" Hunter asks, pointing to a rustling in the bushes.
"I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm... I'm not a monster... Despite what dad and the others want."
"That would be him. Aim for the head, that way we get the most meat."
"That's all I really ask for. I just kinda have to have a rough vibe. Goes with the brand, y'know? See ya, kid."
"How am I supposed to know where the head is?"
"See you. Think before you shoot."
*I am open for another or two. Haven't seen Atticus in a while.*
"Look for the horns, Hunter."
*Atticus and who else would you like?*
Atticus is lamenting in the ampitheater, the speakers with distorted guitar drowning out his wailing singing, which is oddly beautiful "When you kiss me and say you love me...It makes me feel so good...I wanna break down and give in to you...I wanna believe that you're the one...."
"Uh... okay..." Hunter aims for a bit and then fires. The sound of something collapsing, and something small rushes out of the bushes. *I'm thinking Hunter/Fink baby deer arc.*
Evan walks towards Atticus. "Hey. You doing alright?"
*Would like to do Cherry sometime but it doesn't have to be now, so you choose.*
*Whatcha mean by that?*
Fink sniffs the air and listens before clapping quietly. "Wonderous job!"
"H- What? Oh, heya sparky." He kills the speakers and sits down, cracking his neck. "I'm okay. You?"
*sounds good, sure*
Cherry is sitting on the porch of Fern's cabin, a huge blanket wrapped around them. Their shadows are gone, revealing a skinny feminine figure with a jout nose, weak chin, bronzed skin and long, black, slightly curly hair.
*I dunno, like they kill a dad deer and then have to raise a baby but then that just sounds dumb I just like the idea of Hunter and Fink having to raise something together. Prolly not a deer, something that hunts, because they'd prolly kill the deer when they get older.*
"Why thank you!"
"I'm alright. If you're gonna call me Sparky, can I call you bird?"
Oliver approaches Cherry. "I come with a message from a coward who is too scared to come into camp."
*Hmm.... I like it. Not with a deer, but I like it."
"Shall I show you how to field dress, or would you prefer if I did it?"
"Doesn't really fit me, does it? Good to see you, man."
"Murphy, I'm assuming. What is it?" they seem annoyed, moving their hand to sharply adjust their glasses
"Field dress?"
"You do have wings." Evan says awkwardly.
Oliver sighs. "He wants to talk by the beach. Ton of people have come after him with weapons in their hands and now he's mad. I'm Oliver by the way. An associate."
"Removing the internal organs in order to cook the meat of the body."
"Yeah, I know... I just never got a nickname that I liked... Not even Attic Boy..." He sighs, rubbing his face.
"I don't trust him just yet... I need to know that HE also doesn't have a weapon... Nice to meet you, Oliver."
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Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox. Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all. Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
Fael is working on improving their fort, from yesterday
Pine walks past. “Hi, is it okay if I collect some plants for my brother around here?”
"Sure!"
“Thanks!” He smiles. “What’s your name? I’m pine.”
"Fael"
“Fael… pretty name. This cabin is really pretty, do you have power and water set up? Even a garden, maybe?”
"Its just a fort"
“Can I… see the inside?”
"Yeah," They lead you to a pretty basic fort, except it's in the perfect place to be sheltered from rain, and the weather, and the roof is waterproof, due to a tarp
“It’s nice. Simple.”
"Yeah, it took me awhile to make though"
“Looks well built. Good craftsmanship.”
"Thank you!"
*Ello? did i leave that at a bad place?*
*sorry, didn’t see it*
“so, would you…like any help on it? I’ve been looking for a new project since I kinda finished my hydroponics garden.”
"Um, sure! you can help!"
*GTG*
“Thanks!” *byeee*
*Here again*
"Your welcome!"
“So, do you want a garden? I can help make one if you want?”
"If you want to make a garden, that's fine, and I'll help."
*I think that this got buried*
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Fael is working on improving their fort, from yesterday
Pine walks past. “Hi, is it okay if I collect some plants for my brother around here?”
"Sure!"
“Thanks!” He smiles. “What’s your name? I’m pine.”
"Fael"
“Fael… pretty name. This cabin is really pretty, do you have power and water set up? Even a garden, maybe?”
"Its just a fort"
“Can I… see the inside?”
"Yeah," They lead you to a pretty basic fort, except it's in the perfect place to be sheltered from rain, and the weather, and the roof is waterproof, due to a tarp
“It’s nice. Simple.”
"Yeah, it took me awhile to make though"
“Looks well built. Good craftsmanship.”
"Thank you!"
*Ello? did i leave that at a bad place?*
*sorry, didn’t see it*
“so, would you…like any help on it? I’ve been looking for a new project since I kinda finished my hydroponics garden.”
"Um, sure! you can help!"
*GTG*
“Thanks!” *byeee*
*Here again*
"Your welcome!"
“So, do you want a garden? I can help make one if you want?”
"If you want to make a garden, that's fine, and I'll help."
*I think that this got buried*
*yea, it did *
“So, is this like a hobby for you?” He says, hauling dirt to the side of the fort.
“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
"I never watched a show before, so just put something on that you like." Cherry gets comfy with her, content
"I'll still be a foot taller, dear." AJ scoops Sprout up, taking him where he wants to go
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"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
“So, is this like a hobby for you?” He says, hauling dirt to the side of the fort.
"Not really, I just wanted a place to be alone and quiet."
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“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
"I never watched a show before, so just put something on that you like." Cherry gets comfy with her, content
"I'll still be a foot taller, dear." AJ scoops Sprout up, taking him where he wants to go
She puts on the great British baking show, and cuddles up to cherry.
“Not if I would’ve fully stood up.” They arrive at the cabin, pumpkins all around. “Choose one, and then cut a face into it.”
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"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox. Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all. Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
*Here again*
"Your welcome!"
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*I dunno, like they kill a dad deer and then have to raise a baby but then that just sounds dumb I just like the idea of Hunter and Fink having to raise something together. Prolly not a deer, something that hunts, because they'd prolly kill the deer when they get older.*
"Why thank you!"
"I'm alright. If you're gonna call me Sparky, can I call you bird?"
Oliver approaches Cherry. "I come with a message from a coward who is too scared to come into camp."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
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"A... while. Some things happened earlier this year that caused me to go to the forest."
"Oh! Thank you."
*Probably someone confident and sassy, doesn't have to be friendly, but I feel like he would also totally crush on the brooding guy.*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
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*Hmm.... I like it. Not with a deer, but I like it."
"Shall I show you how to field dress, or would you prefer if I did it?"
"Doesn't really fit me, does it? Good to see you, man."
"Murphy, I'm assuming. What is it?" they seem annoyed, moving their hand to sharply adjust their glasses
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox. Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all. Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
“So, do you want a garden? I can help make one if you want?”
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"If you want to make a garden, that's fine, and I'll help."
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
Looking for more titles now!
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
"Field dress?"
"You do have wings." Evan says awkwardly.
Oliver sighs. "He wants to talk by the beach. Ton of people have come after him with weapons in their hands and now he's mad. I'm Oliver by the way. An associate."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
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“Ah. You were the lost one?”
“It’s for kinda- y’know, saving me. I’m not usually this nice, so sorry if I come off as kinda rude sometimes.”
*i think that’ll be his personality, he’s kinda getting back to his usual self after the realization and concussion.*
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"What do you mean lost one?"
"Oh... okay. Well, that's fine. I'm just making a sign for the arena. I dunno why, but I need something to keep me occupied."
*nice*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
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"Removing the internal organs in order to cook the meat of the body."
"Yeah, I know... I just never got a nickname that I liked... Not even Attic Boy..." He sighs, rubbing his face.
"I don't trust him just yet... I need to know that HE also doesn't have a weapon... Nice to meet you, Oliver."
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
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*I think that this got buried*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
Looking for more titles now!
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
“Oh, you’re not the one that got lost in the woods after the whole dragon thing?”
”Mmm. I can see that.”
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*yea, it did *
“So, is this like a hobby for you?” He says, hauling dirt to the side of the fort.
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"I never watched a show before, so just put something on that you like." Cherry gets comfy with her, content
"I'll still be a foot taller, dear." AJ scoops Sprout up, taking him where he wants to go
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox. Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all. Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL Cult of the Fox
"Not really, I just wanted a place to be alone and quiet."
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
Looking for more titles now!
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
She puts on the great British baking show, and cuddles up to cherry.
“Not if I would’ve fully stood up.” They arrive at the cabin, pumpkins all around. “Choose one, and then cut a face into it.”
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