An eighteen year old boy stands at the bottom of a hill in the Graveyard. He wears a white lab coat, stained with something red-dye, blood, juice, hopefully juice, and is carrying a jar with a small wispy figure inside of it. His hair is brown, and it moves with the wind, and he wears a pair of foggy round glasses. He also wears a black cape that flutters wildly, and has a rat with reddish eyes perched on his shoulder.
*arch has the leader of the Soulhunters, we really need to get them on here*
*Yes please! RP with mine for now? I’m thinking he’s some kind of scientist who captures souls to experiment on them and has no moral compass whatsoever.*
Fanny approaches the boy, “You’re one of them, aren’t you.”
“One of the soul hunters? Yes. I am.” He smiles at her charmingly. “And you, my friend, would make an excellent edition to my collection. Don’t you agree, my dear?” He asks the jar in his hand. It bangs violently on the jar.
“Good luck fitting me in a jar, sweetheart,” Fanny says wryly, “As for you, I don’t like Soulhunters taking my charges.”
“Ah, I’ll just have to find a bigger way to contain you. Know any souls big enough to fit in this jar?” He asks, showing her a large jar the size of his head.
“Love, I’m a Mourner and I’ve been here long enough that you won’t be able to just trap me. *arch has some fun conspiracies the Soulhunters believe about Fanny and the Graveyard* But, you think I’m going to let you, let alone help you, torture those I watch over?”
“Torture? I’m just experimenting on them. After my successful experiment with controlling rats, I’ve decided that next I’ll control a more powerful force-ghosts.”
“If you’re looking for ghosts, you won’t find them here. We only have Souls, I don’t like ghosts, they’re annoying. Always mounting about one thing or another”
“Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!”
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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
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
An eighteen year old boy stands at the bottom of a hill in the Graveyard. He wears a white lab coat, stained with something red-dye, blood, juice, hopefully juice, and is carrying a jar with a small wispy figure inside of it. His hair is brown, and it moves with the wind, and he wears a pair of foggy round glasses. He also wears a black cape that flutters wildly, and has a rat with reddish eyes perched on his shoulder.
*arch has the leader of the Soulhunters, we really need to get them on here*
*Yes please! RP with mine for now? I’m thinking he’s some kind of scientist who captures souls to experiment on them and has no moral compass whatsoever.*
Fanny approaches the boy, “You’re one of them, aren’t you.”
“One of the soul hunters? Yes. I am.” He smiles at her charmingly. “And you, my friend, would make an excellent edition to my collection. Don’t you agree, my dear?” He asks the jar in his hand. It bangs violently on the jar.
“Good luck fitting me in a jar, sweetheart,” Fanny says wryly, “As for you, I don’t like Soulhunters taking my charges.”
“Ah, I’ll just have to find a bigger way to contain you. Know any souls big enough to fit in this jar?” He asks, showing her a large jar the size of his head.
“Love, I’m a Mourner and I’ve been here long enough that you won’t be able to just trap me. *arch has some fun conspiracies the Soulhunters believe about Fanny and the Graveyard* But, you think I’m going to let you, let alone help you, torture those I watch over?”
“Torture? I’m just experimenting on them. After my successful experiment with controlling rats, I’ve decided that next I’ll control a more powerful force-ghosts.”
“If you’re looking for ghosts, you won’t find them here. We only have Souls, I don’t like ghosts, they’re annoying. Always mounting about one thing or another”
“Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!”
“They’re really not. Souls are sentient beings with Tethers and more than one emotion, and ghosts are soggy little annoyances who yap on and on about their death. You can find some down the river, they’ll be happy to complain about something new.”
*A little bit, people still rp there sometimes. Reached 200, happy.*
"Okay... how do I put this... I come from a time where your electronic devices did not exist. Most guns barely did, either. So don't lecture me, when our time periods are completely different."
*I'll be on and off there, for the gayness between fox boi and dog boi*
“The people are clearly the same, though. Unnecessarily cruel.”
*gayyyyyyyayyyyyyayyyyyy*
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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
*A little bit, people still rp there sometimes. Reached 200, happy.*
"Okay... how do I put this... I come from a time where your electronic devices did not exist. Most guns barely did, either. So don't lecture me, when our time periods are completely different."
*I'll be on and off there, for the gayness between fox boi and dog boi*
“The people are clearly the same, though. Unnecessarily cruel.”
An eighteen year old boy stands at the bottom of a hill in the Graveyard. He wears a white lab coat, stained with something red-dye, blood, juice, hopefully juice, and is carrying a jar with a small wispy figure inside of it. His hair is brown, and it moves with the wind, and he wears a pair of foggy round glasses. He also wears a black cape that flutters wildly, and has a rat with reddish eyes perched on his shoulder.
*arch has the leader of the Soulhunters, we really need to get them on here*
*Yes please! RP with mine for now? I’m thinking he’s some kind of scientist who captures souls to experiment on them and has no moral compass whatsoever.*
Fanny approaches the boy, “You’re one of them, aren’t you.”
“One of the soul hunters? Yes. I am.” He smiles at her charmingly. “And you, my friend, would make an excellent edition to my collection. Don’t you agree, my dear?” He asks the jar in his hand. It bangs violently on the jar.
“Good luck fitting me in a jar, sweetheart,” Fanny says wryly, “As for you, I don’t like Soulhunters taking my charges.”
“Ah, I’ll just have to find a bigger way to contain you. Know any souls big enough to fit in this jar?” He asks, showing her a large jar the size of his head.
“Love, I’m a Mourner and I’ve been here long enough that you won’t be able to just trap me. *arch has some fun conspiracies the Soulhunters believe about Fanny and the Graveyard* But, you think I’m going to let you, let alone help you, torture those I watch over?”
“Torture? I’m just experimenting on them. After my successful experiment with controlling rats, I’ve decided that next I’ll control a more powerful force-ghosts.”
“If you’re looking for ghosts, you won’t find them here. We only have Souls, I don’t like ghosts, they’re annoying. Always mounting about one thing or another”
“Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!”
“They’re really not. Souls are sentient beings with Tethers and more than one emotion, and ghosts are soggy little annoyances who yap on and on about their death. You can find some down the river, they’ll be happy to complain about something new.”
“Look, the only thing I care about is science, and they both work for experimentation.”
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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
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
An eighteen year old boy stands at the bottom of a hill in the Graveyard. He wears a white lab coat, stained with something red-dye, blood, juice, hopefully juice, and is carrying a jar with a small wispy figure inside of it. His hair is brown, and it moves with the wind, and he wears a pair of foggy round glasses. He also wears a black cape that flutters wildly, and has a rat with reddish eyes perched on his shoulder.
*arch has the leader of the Soulhunters, we really need to get them on here*
*Yes please! RP with mine for now? I’m thinking he’s some kind of scientist who captures souls to experiment on them and has no moral compass whatsoever.*
Fanny approaches the boy, “You’re one of them, aren’t you.”
“One of the soul hunters? Yes. I am.” He smiles at her charmingly. “And you, my friend, would make an excellent edition to my collection. Don’t you agree, my dear?” He asks the jar in his hand. It bangs violently on the jar.
“Good luck fitting me in a jar, sweetheart,” Fanny says wryly, “As for you, I don’t like Soulhunters taking my charges.”
“Ah, I’ll just have to find a bigger way to contain you. Know any souls big enough to fit in this jar?” He asks, showing her a large jar the size of his head.
“Love, I’m a Mourner and I’ve been here long enough that you won’t be able to just trap me. *arch has some fun conspiracies the Soulhunters believe about Fanny and the Graveyard* But, you think I’m going to let you, let alone help you, torture those I watch over?”
“Torture? I’m just experimenting on them. After my successful experiment with controlling rats, I’ve decided that next I’ll control a more powerful force-ghosts.”
“If you’re looking for ghosts, you won’t find them here. We only have Souls, I don’t like ghosts, they’re annoying. Always mounting about one thing or another”
“Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!”
“They’re really not. Souls are sentient beings with Tethers and more than one emotion, and ghosts are soggy little annoyances who yap on and on about their death. You can find some down the river, they’ll be happy to complain about something new.”
“Look, the only thing I care about is science, and they both work for experimentation.”
“And yet one would assume a great scientist such as yourself would care for accuracy,” Fanny says, sarcastically. *I added a lore section to clear up the difference between Souls and ghosts, and I’m thinking of adding a conspiracies one for people to come up with*
*everytime someone says gay, it makes me slightly uncomfortable and less likely to stay on this thread.*
*Every time you say something about not liking gay and trans people, it makes me less likely to roleplay with you and more likely to report you. You’re not going to find anyone to roleplay with you here unless you’re accepting, man.*
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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
An eighteen year old boy stands at the bottom of a hill in the Graveyard. He wears a white lab coat, stained with something red-dye, blood, juice, hopefully juice, and is carrying a jar with a small wispy figure inside of it. His hair is brown, and it moves with the wind, and he wears a pair of foggy round glasses. He also wears a black cape that flutters wildly, and has a rat with reddish eyes perched on his shoulder.
*arch has the leader of the Soulhunters, we really need to get them on here*
*Yes please! RP with mine for now? I’m thinking he’s some kind of scientist who captures souls to experiment on them and has no moral compass whatsoever.*
Fanny approaches the boy, “You’re one of them, aren’t you.”
“One of the soul hunters? Yes. I am.” He smiles at her charmingly. “And you, my friend, would make an excellent edition to my collection. Don’t you agree, my dear?” He asks the jar in his hand. It bangs violently on the jar.
“Good luck fitting me in a jar, sweetheart,” Fanny says wryly, “As for you, I don’t like Soulhunters taking my charges.”
“Ah, I’ll just have to find a bigger way to contain you. Know any souls big enough to fit in this jar?” He asks, showing her a large jar the size of his head.
“Love, I’m a Mourner and I’ve been here long enough that you won’t be able to just trap me. *arch has some fun conspiracies the Soulhunters believe about Fanny and the Graveyard* But, you think I’m going to let you, let alone help you, torture those I watch over?”
“Torture? I’m just experimenting on them. After my successful experiment with controlling rats, I’ve decided that next I’ll control a more powerful force-ghosts.”
“If you’re looking for ghosts, you won’t find them here. We only have Souls, I don’t like ghosts, they’re annoying. Always mounting about one thing or another”
“Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!”
“They’re really not. Souls are sentient beings with Tethers and more than one emotion, and ghosts are soggy little annoyances who yap on and on about their death. You can find some down the river, they’ll be happy to complain about something new.”
“Look, the only thing I care about is science, and they both work for experimentation.”
“And yet one would assume a great scientist such as yourself would care for accuracy,” Fanny says, sarcastically. *I added a lore section to clear up the difference between Souls and ghosts, and I’m thinking of adding a conspiracies one for people to come up with*
*cool!*
“I do care for accuracy. I did a whole experiment on the two and their differences. They seem fairly similar.”
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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
*everytime someone says gay, it makes me slightly uncomfortable and less likely to stay on this thread.*
*Every time you say something about not liking gay and trans people, it makes me less likely to roleplay with you and more likely to report you. You’re not going to find anyone to roleplay with you here unless you’re accepting, man.*
*I didn’t say I’m not fine with them, I just am saying when stuff is repeated it makes me annoyed and sometimes uncomfortable. I’m not saying I don’t like them.*
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*everytime someone says gay, it makes me slightly uncomfortable and less likely to stay on this thread.*
*Every time you say something about not liking gay and trans people, it makes me less likely to roleplay with you and more likely to report you. You’re not going to find anyone to roleplay with you here unless you’re accepting, man.*
*I didn’t say I’m not fine with them, I just am saying when stuff is repeated it makes me annoyed and sometimes uncomfortable. I’m not saying I don’t like them.*
*So if I repeated the word straight over and over again, would you be annoyed? What about trans? What if I told you that I am trans? Would you want to rp with me then?
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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
*everytime someone says gay, it makes me slightly uncomfortable and less likely to stay on this thread.*
*why*
*because it’s repetitive and I don’t like repetition when stuff is overused.*
*i dont like repitittion either, i dont say naything*
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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...!
An eighteen year old boy stands at the bottom of a hill in the Graveyard. He wears a white lab coat, stained with something red-dye, blood, juice, hopefully juice, and is carrying a jar with a small wispy figure inside of it. His hair is brown, and it moves with the wind, and he wears a pair of foggy round glasses. He also wears a black cape that flutters wildly, and has a rat with reddish eyes perched on his shoulder.
*arch has the leader of the Soulhunters, we really need to get them on here*
*Yes please! RP with mine for now? I’m thinking he’s some kind of scientist who captures souls to experiment on them and has no moral compass whatsoever.*
Fanny approaches the boy, “You’re one of them, aren’t you.”
“One of the soul hunters? Yes. I am.” He smiles at her charmingly. “And you, my friend, would make an excellent edition to my collection. Don’t you agree, my dear?” He asks the jar in his hand. It bangs violently on the jar.
“Good luck fitting me in a jar, sweetheart,” Fanny says wryly, “As for you, I don’t like Soulhunters taking my charges.”
“Ah, I’ll just have to find a bigger way to contain you. Know any souls big enough to fit in this jar?” He asks, showing her a large jar the size of his head.
“Love, I’m a Mourner and I’ve been here long enough that you won’t be able to just trap me. *arch has some fun conspiracies the Soulhunters believe about Fanny and the Graveyard* But, you think I’m going to let you, let alone help you, torture those I watch over?”
“Torture? I’m just experimenting on them. After my successful experiment with controlling rats, I’ve decided that next I’ll control a more powerful force-ghosts.”
“If you’re looking for ghosts, you won’t find them here. We only have Souls, I don’t like ghosts, they’re annoying. Always mounting about one thing or another”
“Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!”
“They’re really not. Souls are sentient beings with Tethers and more than one emotion, and ghosts are soggy little annoyances who yap on and on about their death. You can find some down the river, they’ll be happy to complain about something new.”
“Look, the only thing I care about is science, and they both work for experimentation.”
“And yet one would assume a great scientist such as yourself would care for accuracy,” Fanny says, sarcastically. *I added a lore section to clear up the difference between Souls and ghosts, and I’m thinking of adding a conspiracies one for people to come up with*
*cool!*
“I do care for accuracy. I did a whole experiment on the two and their differences. They seem fairly similar.”
“You clearly need to redo your research, because I can assure you that is not at all accurate.” *please come up with whatever conspiracies you want, probably around Fanny and the Keeper*
“Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!”
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 found my old thread and found Aleck. (The thread only made 2 pages :( )*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“They’re really not. Souls are sentient beings with Tethers and more than one emotion, and ghosts are soggy little annoyances who yap on and on about their death. You can find some down the river, they’ll be happy to complain about something new.”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
“The people are clearly the same, though. Unnecessarily cruel.”
*gayyyyyyyayyyyyyayyyyyy*
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!
*~GAY~*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
“Look, the only thing I care about is science, and they both work for experimentation.”
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!
*sel, I found an old thread I made that was dead. Now I have a character from a dead thread, his tether was never getting to attend the show.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Don’t call me spirit. I have a name.”
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!
*everytime someone says gay, it makes me slightly uncomfortable and less likely to stay on this thread.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“And yet one would assume a great scientist such as yourself would care for accuracy,” Fanny says, sarcastically. *I added a lore section to clear up the difference between Souls and ghosts, and I’m thinking of adding a conspiracies one for people to come up with*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*Every time you say something about not liking gay and trans people, it makes me less likely to roleplay with you and more likely to report you. You’re not going to find anyone to roleplay with you here unless you’re accepting, man.*
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!
*why*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*cool!*
“I do care for accuracy. I did a whole experiment on the two and their differences. They seem fairly similar.”
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 didn’t say I’m not fine with them, I just am saying when stuff is repeated it makes me annoyed and sometimes uncomfortable. I’m not saying I don’t like them.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*because it’s repetitive and I don’t like repetition when stuff is overused.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*So if I repeated the word straight over and over again, would you be annoyed? What about trans? What if I told you that I am trans? Would you want to rp with me then?
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 dont like repitittion either, i dont say naything*
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
“You clearly need to redo your research, because I can assure you that is not at all accurate.” *please come up with whatever conspiracies you want, probably around Fanny and the Keeper*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes