Cressidia is in her room, setting up her crystal array
Grey knocks on her door again.
"yes?"
“It’s me.”
"ah yes, come in gener- err, grey"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Cressidia is in her room, setting up her crystal array
Grey knocks on her door again.
"yes?"
“It’s me.”
"ah yes, come in gener- err, grey"
He opens the door. “What are you doing?”
"recharging my magic. I wont be long"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Standing outside the Flightless bird is a cloaked figure. They avoid the light from the windows, and the light from everywhere else. His silhouette is barely distinguishable, and he has a slightly fearful aura about him.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*Ok my current idea is a duo of two human peeps that work as hitmen. They don't side with the Messiah or the rebels or any faction in particular, just whoever is paying, although they won't betray people they know for cash.
One's a demolitionist/gunsman who blows up foes without mercy but is kind and trusting to those he's not paid to kill. The other is a strategist/swordsman who's also kind, but is way less trusting and more suspicious of people he doesn't know. He'll go along with anyone his brother approves of, he'll just keep his eyes open.
If it's fine, the swordsman was going to become an official knight/public executioner of the Grand Army, but his brother got in a tight place and he realized his family's probably more important then a false demigod. Now they both exist and do their stuff, idk what class they would be at present time.*
*Boinking cause I wanna get Grad's approval, then I'll intro*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A small, lithe figure in a tattered brown coat and scarf walks through the lower streets. They carry a satchel full of brown paper packages, and they stop every so often to give one to a beggar. Their hair is short, sticking out from under their hat, except for two long black braids.
On the outskirts of town, a hunter is stringing her bow. Her hair is short and practical, and she wears a heavy coat. Two dogs lie sleeping peacefully at her feet.
A travelling doctor walks through the streets, the wide brim of his hat obscuring his eyes.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs 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, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
A small, lithe figure in a tattered brown coat and scarf walks through the lower streets. They carry a satchel full of brown paper packages, and they stop every so often to give one to a beggar. Their hair is short, sticking out from under their hat, except for two long black braids.
On the outskirts of town, a hunter is stringing her bow. Her hair is short and practical, and she wears a heavy coat. Two dogs lie sleeping peacefully at her feet.
A travelling doctor walks through the streets, the wide brim of his hat obscuring his eyes.
*i really like playing my spirits*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs 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, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
“Feathers are what covers a bird, right?” He points to a falcon nearby that is certainly not native to here. “Owls do not have feathers.”
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
“Feathers are what covers a bird, right?” He points to a falcon nearby that is certainly not native to here. “Owls do not have feathers.”
“Owls have feathers! We must not be talking about the same animal.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
“Feathers are what covers a bird, right?” He points to a falcon nearby that is certainly not native to here. “Owls do not have feathers.”
“Owls have feathers! We must not be talking about the same animal.”
“Are we? What I speak of speaks like…” He attempts an impression of a bats screeching. “Is that what you speak of?”
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
“Feathers are what covers a bird, right?” He points to a falcon nearby that is certainly not native to here. “Owls do not have feathers.”
“Owls have feathers! We must not be talking about the same animal.”
“Are we? What I speak of speaks like…” He attempts an impression of a bats screeching. “Is that what you speak of?”
“No. That’s… I don’t know what that is. I don’t spend much time listening to animals, even though I am called Oak.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
“Feathers are what covers a bird, right?” He points to a falcon nearby that is certainly not native to here. “Owls do not have feathers.”
“Owls have feathers! We must not be talking about the same animal.”
“Are we? What I speak of speaks like…” He attempts an impression of a bats screeching. “Is that what you speak of?”
“No. That’s… I don’t know what that is. I don’t spend much time listening to animals, even though I am called Oak.”
“I am called Dakota. What is owl then? Is it a night bird? My people have different name for them.”
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
“Feathers are what covers a bird, right?” He points to a falcon nearby that is certainly not native to here. “Owls do not have feathers.”
“Owls have feathers! We must not be talking about the same animal.”
“Are we? What I speak of speaks like…” He attempts an impression of a bats screeching. “Is that what you speak of?”
“No. That’s… I don’t know what that is. I don’t spend much time listening to animals, even though I am called Oak.”
“I am called Dakota. What is owl then? Is it a night bird? My people have different name for them.”
“Yes, an owl is a night bird. It goes hoo hoo.” He makes owl noises and flaps his arms.
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
“It’s me.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"ah yes, come in gener- err, grey"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
He opens the door. “What are you doing?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"recharging my magic. I wont be long"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
Standing outside the Flightless bird is a cloaked figure. They avoid the light from the windows, and the light from everywhere else. His silhouette is barely distinguishable, and he has a slightly fearful aura about him.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*Boinking cause I wanna get Grad's approval, then I'll intro*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
A small, lithe figure in a tattered brown coat and scarf walks through the lower streets. They carry a satchel full of brown paper packages, and they stop every so often to give one to a beggar. Their hair is short, sticking out from under their hat, except for two long black braids.
On the outskirts of town, a hunter is stringing her bow. Her hair is short and practical, and she wears a heavy coat. Two dogs lie sleeping peacefully at her feet.
A travelling doctor walks through the streets, the wide brim of his hat obscuring his eyes.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
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, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*i really like playing my spirits*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
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, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Dakota, after passing out from one cup of ale, spent the next morning out hunting and is now hanging freshly flayed bats to dry in front of the Flightless Bird. He is still wearing his outfit from yesterday, but it is now much drier.
*fun fact. Most game animals currently found in New Zealand were introduced in the 1800’s.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Oak nods to Dakota, smiling.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
Dakota nods back. “Where is big game here? All I could find is… what do you white men name the flying night animal?” He lifts one up to inspect it.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Owl. You might need to go further into the wilderness to find bigger game.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*great, now Dakota will refer to bats as owls*
“I will. Do you have use for owl skin? I have more than I need.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*hahahahahhahahhahahhah*
“Not really. Owl feathers would make an interesting cloak.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“Feathers are what covers a bird, right?” He points to a falcon nearby that is certainly not native to here. “Owls do not have feathers.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Owls have feathers! We must not be talking about the same animal.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“Are we? What I speak of speaks like…” He attempts an impression of a bats screeching. “Is that what you speak of?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“No. That’s… I don’t know what that is. I don’t spend much time listening to animals, even though I am called Oak.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“I am called Dakota. What is owl then? Is it a night bird? My people have different name for them.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Yes, an owl is a night bird. It goes hoo hoo.” He makes owl noises and flaps his arms.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!