They nod their head at the two good shots. "Oh. I suppose I never told you my name. I'm Fives. You?"
“Elliot! Hi Fives!”
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A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
Theo's eyes dilate slightly. "Yeah, yeah, of course! If you would leave them up there and recognizable, that would be great. You can take anything they don't need, though, which, you know, is just about everything." They giggle. "You're a big critter, aint'cha?"
"I am no critter! My name is Barnabus! I am the great COLLECTOR!!!" They throw up their many arms dramatically before they realize what they are doing and laugh nervously "Oh dear, again Barnabus? Mustn't scare them, no no no!" he mutters to himself.
The strugel recoils slightly at the dramatic movement, then gets up and waddles closer, using their shovel as a cane. "I'm Theo. I'm not a collector, but I work with a lot of them. I get them things that are hard to find, buy, or sell. What do you like to collect?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
"Hehehe, perfection! Tell me, what do you desire? What do you wish to grasp with your own two appendages? What do you wish to have?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Nah, you're just a witness. I've always been a criminal, and... well, this is the most violent thing I've ever done. It's a big deal for me. It makes my ideology clear: Might does not make right. Anyone can be a victim, but that doesn't mean they should. Take a look." They point to the blood smeared on the walls. Names. Histories. Information on each victim, what they were doing just before they were shriked. Everything possible to make it clear: these were people.
'And you don't think there won't be retaliation?'
"There will be. I'm counting on it." They take a deep breath. "I'll be in the Death Maze. Don't follow me."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
"Hehehe, perfection! Tell me, what do you desire? What do you wish to grasp with your own two appendages? What do you wish to have?"
'Food sticks and caps. And bullets are always good, in case we hit trouble'
Theo's eyes dilate slightly. "Yeah, yeah, of course! If you would leave them up there and recognizable, that would be great. You can take anything they don't need, though, which, you know, is just about everything." They giggle. "You're a big critter, aint'cha?"
"I am no critter! My name is Barnabus! I am the great COLLECTOR!!!" They throw up their many arms dramatically before they realize what they are doing and laugh nervously "Oh dear, again Barnabus? Mustn't scare them, no no no!" he mutters to himself.
The strugel recoils slightly at the dramatic movement, then gets up and waddles closer, using their shovel as a cane. "I'm Theo. I'm not a collector, but I work with a lot of them. I get them things that are hard to find, buy, or sell. What do you like to collect?"
They make a show of looking around, as if someone will be there to hear before leaning in a whispering, "Rocks, pretty rocks, dull rocks, it does not matter. They are all beautiful, in polish and in the rough."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Nah, you're just a witness. I've always been a criminal, and... well, this is the most violent thing I've ever done. It's a big deal for me. It makes my ideology clear: Might does not make right. Anyone can be a victim, but that doesn't mean they should. Take a look." They point to the blood smeared on the walls. Names. Histories. Information on each victim, what they were doing just before they were shriked. Everything possible to make it clear: these were people.
'And you don't think there won't be retaliation?'
"There will be. I'm counting on it." They take a deep breath. "I'll be in the Death Maze. Don't follow me."
'Don't worry, I won't. I'm not crazy. I'm just the lemon guy'
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
"Hehehe, perfection! Tell me, what do you desire? What do you wish to grasp with your own two appendages? What do you wish to have?"
'Food sticks and caps. And bullets are always good, in case we hit trouble'
"CONSIDER IT DONE THEN. I shall provide you with these items! In return, you bring me something, yes? I require... " they look around, as if someone will hear before whispering, "Rocks. Whether they be polished or in the rough, bring them to me."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The stoat nods. "Alright then. What tools do you have? What you need to kill rats and what you need to kill people are completely different."
“Uhhhhhhhh… a gun?”
"That's a good start. Got any poison gas?"
He shakes his head. “I only recently got a gun. Been begging my ma for one.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
"Hehehe, perfection! Tell me, what do you desire? What do you wish to grasp with your own two appendages? What do you wish to have?"
'Food sticks and caps. And bullets are always good, in case we hit trouble'
"CONSIDER IT DONE THEN. I shall provide you with these items! In return, you bring me something, yes? I require... " they look around, as if someone will hear before whispering, "Rocks. Whether they be polished or in the rough, bring them to me."
'Rocks. Like, regular rocks? We can do that, yeah. Any reason why you want them?'
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
"Hehehe, perfection! Tell me, what do you desire? What do you wish to grasp with your own two appendages? What do you wish to have?"
'Food sticks and caps. And bullets are always good, in case we hit trouble'
"CONSIDER IT DONE THEN. I shall provide you with these items! In return, you bring me something, yes? I require... " they look around, as if someone will hear before whispering, "Rocks. Whether they be polished or in the rough, bring them to me."
'Rocks. Like, regular rocks? We can do that, yeah. Any reason why you want them?'
"Rocks are pretty, and I am building something wonderful with the right ones. Gets me any you can find, I shall make it worth your while."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I am no critter! My name is Barnabus! I am the great COLLECTOR!!!" They throw up their many arms dramatically before they realize what they are doing and laugh nervously "Oh dear, again Barnabus? Mustn't scare them, no no no!" he mutters to himself.
*hmm. Too many arms, collects random stuff? Reminds me of a certain grub-obsessed being from Hollow Knight...*
*then again, I'm also just a nerd*
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
"Hehehe, perfection! Tell me, what do you desire? What do you wish to grasp with your own two appendages? What do you wish to have?"
'Food sticks and caps. And bullets are always good, in case we hit trouble'
"CONSIDER IT DONE THEN. I shall provide you with these items! In return, you bring me something, yes? I require... " they look around, as if someone will hear before whispering, "Rocks. Whether they be polished or in the rough, bring them to me."
'Rocks. Like, regular rocks? We can do that, yeah. Any reason why you want them?'
"Rocks are pretty, and I am building something wonderful with the right ones. Gets me any you can find, I shall make it worth your while."
They nod their head at the two good shots. "Oh. I suppose I never told you my name. I'm Fives. You?"
“Elliot! Hi Fives!”
"What are you practicing to kill? Any certain type of person?"
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
They nod their head at the two good shots. "Oh. I suppose I never told you my name. I'm Fives. You?"
“Elliot! Hi Fives!”
"What are you practicing to kill? Any certain type of person?"
“Rats!”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The strugel recoils slightly at the dramatic movement, then gets up and waddles closer, using their shovel as a cane. "I'm Theo. I'm not a collector, but I work with a lot of them. I get them things that are hard to find, buy, or sell. What do you like to collect?"
They make a show of looking around, as if someone will be there to hear before leaning in a whispering, "Rocks, pretty rocks, dull rocks, it does not matter. They are all beautiful, in polish and in the rough."
"Well, do you like crystals? Do they count?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Elliot! Hi Fives!”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
'We're on the San Line, not Leo Line, so not likely to be anywhere you go. We mainly use the entrance by the Zedar Street station, when we do make it as far as the Leo Line'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
The strugel recoils slightly at the dramatic movement, then gets up and waddles closer, using their shovel as a cane. "I'm Theo. I'm not a collector, but I work with a lot of them. I get them things that are hard to find, buy, or sell. What do you like to collect?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Hehehe, perfection! Tell me, what do you desire? What do you wish to grasp with your own two appendages? What do you wish to have?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"There will be. I'm counting on it." They take a deep breath. "I'll be in the Death Maze. Don't follow me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"That's a good start. Got any poison gas?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Food sticks and caps. And bullets are always good, in case we hit trouble'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
They make a show of looking around, as if someone will be there to hear before leaning in a whispering, "Rocks, pretty rocks, dull rocks, it does not matter. They are all beautiful, in polish and in the rough."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'Don't worry, I won't. I'm not crazy. I'm just the lemon guy'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"CONSIDER IT DONE THEN. I shall provide you with these items! In return, you bring me something, yes? I require... " they look around, as if someone will hear before whispering, "Rocks. Whether they be polished or in the rough, bring them to me."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He shakes his head. “I only recently got a gun. Been begging my ma for one.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
'Rocks. Like, regular rocks? We can do that, yeah. Any reason why you want them?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"Rocks are pretty, and I am building something wonderful with the right ones. Gets me any you can find, I shall make it worth your while."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*hmm. Too many arms, collects random stuff? Reminds me of a certain grub-obsessed being from Hollow Knight...*
*then again, I'm also just a nerd*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
'Fair enough. We'll do our best.'
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"What are you practicing to kill? Any certain type of person?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
A hunter comes running past, looking as if he is about to be sick
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“Rats!”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
"Well, do you like crystals? Do they count?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Maybe stick to that for now. Once you've mastered it, you can come find me and I'll teach you a new trick."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.