The spider-doll creature is stalking through alleyways and upon buildings, moving with practiced, completely silent grace. The creature would be rather small and not very intimidating, if it weren’t for its dozens of sharp legs, pincers and claws, cracking its porcelain skin and revealing muscled, warped flesh beneath.
The marionette from earlier sits atop a building
Her four painted eyes focused on the marionette, and she scuttles up behind her, stopping just a few feet away.
“Hello, my sweet…”it coos, her arachnid legs tap-tap-tapping along the floor.
"Yeah, hi, whatever." they stare off into nowhere
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
a scratched-up matryoshka doll is doing nothing in particular. (this one only speaks Russian for now, so telepathic or russian-speaking chars are reccomended for interaction)(then again, it cant really hunt on its own, so any wholl feed it are welcome)
a collection of porcelain heads, linked together by a web of flesh, glints from the shadows
The spider-doll creature is stalking through alleyways and upon buildings, moving with practiced, completely silent grace. The creature would be rather small and not very intimidating, if it weren’t for its dozens of sharp legs, pincers and claws, cracking its porcelain skin and revealing muscled, warped flesh beneath.
The marionette from earlier sits atop a building
Her four painted eyes focused on the marionette, and she scuttles up behind her, stopping just a few feet away.
“Hello, my sweet…”it coos, her arachnid legs tap-tap-tapping along the floor.
"Yeah, hi, whatever." they stare off into nowhere
*Sorry for not taking this anywhere. Never's just kinda defensive*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
He takes a look and counts them. "Whew. Quit a few there. What do you think of em'?" He pulls out a little cardboard box labeled 'firelights (prototype),' with numerous little compartments perfectly sized for the metal bugs. "My friend made these, and they wanted me to test em'."
"They're really pretty!" they open their paws, letting the fireflies free.
"I thought so too!" He watches the fireflies from where he sits. "So, how old are you, Poff?"
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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.
He takes a look and counts them. "Whew. Quit a few there. What do you think of em'?" He pulls out a little cardboard box labeled 'firelights (prototype),' with numerous little compartments perfectly sized for the metal bugs. "My friend made these, and they wanted me to test em'."
"They're really pretty!" they open their paws, letting the fireflies free.
"I thought so too!" He watches the fireflies from where he sits. "So, how old are you, Poff?"
"I'm nine!" they giggle and chase some more fireflies around
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"I thought so too!" He watches the fireflies from where he sits. "So, how old are you, Poff?"
"I'm nine!" they giggle and chase some more fireflies around
His eyes look a little hurt, but he keeps smiling. "My friend wanted kids in particular to enjoy these. You can take some if you like, but you'll have to find your own key for them." He points to a fire in the distance. "I think that's my friend over there, actually. He's a Gravemachine. At least, that's what I heard he's called."
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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.
"I thought so too!" He watches the fireflies from where he sits. "So, how old are you, Poff?"
"I'm nine!" they giggle and chase some more fireflies around
His eyes look a little hurt, but he keeps smiling. "My friend wanted kids in particular to enjoy these. You can take some if you like, but you'll have to find your own key for them." He points to a fire in the distance. "I think that's my friend over there, actually. He's a Gravemachine. At least, that's what I heard he's called."
"Oh, I don't need any. I've got this!" They rummage in their pockets and pull out a small, heart-shaped nightlight.
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
His eyes look a little hurt, but he keeps smiling. "My friend wanted kids in particular to enjoy these. You can take some if you like, but you'll have to find your own key for them." He points to a fire in the distance. "I think that's my friend over there, actually. He's a Gravemachine. At least, that's what I heard he's called."
"Oh, I don't need any. I've got this!" They rummage in their pockets and pull out a small, heart-shaped nightlight.
"Ooh!" He seems suddenly very interested. "That'll keep the monsters away real good, I think. Don't let anyone take that from you, okay?"
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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.
His eyes look a little hurt, but he keeps smiling. "My friend wanted kids in particular to enjoy these. You can take some if you like, but you'll have to find your own key for them." He points to a fire in the distance. "I think that's my friend over there, actually. He's a Gravemachine. At least, that's what I heard he's called."
"Oh, I don't need any. I've got this!" They rummage in their pockets and pull out a small, heart-shaped nightlight.
"Ooh!" He seems suddenly very interested. "That'll keep the monsters away real good, I think. Don't let anyone take that from you, okay?"
"Yes sir!" They salute jokingly
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*How would Never respond to being directly attacked?*
Kick and run. I'm mor into rp-based combat
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Ooh!" He seems suddenly very interested. "That'll keep the monsters away real good, I think. Don't let anyone take that from you, okay?"
"Yes sir!" They salute jokingly
He chuckles warmly. "You laugh, but the monsters out here are real." There's a faint thump and rustle. He jerks to look in that direction.
Out in the woods, holding stock-still, is something between a centipede and a giraffe. It's barely visible in the dim light, but the dim, flickering glow in its left eye is clearly visible.
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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.
"Ooh!" He seems suddenly very interested. "That'll keep the monsters away real good, I think. Don't let anyone take that from you, okay?"
"Yes sir!" They salute jokingly
He chuckles warmly. "You laugh, but the monsters out here are real." There's a faint thump and rustle. He jerks to look in that direction.
Out in the woods, holding stock-still, is something between a centipede and a giraffe. It's barely visible in the dim light, but the dim, flickering glow in its left eye is clearly visible.
Poff takes off in a slightly limping run towards the creature. "Hey there! Are you alright?" *they have a similar strategy to pacifist route frisk combined with the survival instincts of a real nine-year old. But they are a lvl 8 cleric, so....*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*How would Never respond to being directly attacked?*
Kick and run. I'm mor into rp-based combat
*I would love an RP-based combat, honestly, but I think this isn't really a thread for combat in general.*
*yeah. But this is poff and they're a pacifist*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
He chuckles warmly. "You laugh, but the monsters out here are real." There's a faint thump and rustle. He jerks to look in that direction.
Out in the woods, holding stock-still, is something between a centipede and a giraffe. It's barely visible in the dim light, but the dim, flickering glow in its left eye is clearly visible.
Poff takes off in a slightly limping run towards the creature. "Hey there! Are you alright?" *they have a similar strategy to pacifist route frisk combined with the survival instincts of a real nine-year old. But they are a lvl 8 cleric, so....*
Munch looks horrified. "C-careful! They might not be ready for such energy!"
The creature slowly lowers its head down toward them. It wears a plaster skull, dribbled in dark red candlewax, over its face. It makes a noise like a mix between a buzzer and a cow mooing, the metal plates along its back rattling and steaming. It inhales deeply, trying to taste their scent.
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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.
He chuckles warmly. "You laugh, but the monsters out here are real." There's a faint thump and rustle. He jerks to look in that direction.
Out in the woods, holding stock-still, is something between a centipede and a giraffe. It's barely visible in the dim light, but the dim, flickering glow in its left eye is clearly visible.
Poff takes off in a slightly limping run towards the creature. "Hey there! Are you alright?" *they have a similar strategy to pacifist route frisk combined with the survival instincts of a real nine-year old. But they are a lvl 8 cleric, so....*
Munch looks horrified. "C-careful! They might not be ready for such energy!"
The creature slowly lowers its head down toward them. It wears a plaster skull, dribbled in dark red candlewax, over its face. It makes a noise like a mix between a buzzer and a cow mooing, the metal plates along its back rattling and steaming. It inhales deeply, trying to taste their scent.
They smell like antiseptic and flowers. Slowly and carefully, they try to pet the creature, reaching out their bandaged paws.. "Careful now, I'm not gonna hurt you." *they believe that they need to help people to be worth something.*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Munch looks horrified. "C-careful! They might not be ready for such energy!"
The creature slowly lowers its head down toward them. It wears a plaster skull, dribbled in dark red candlewax, over its face. It makes a noise like a mix between a buzzer and a cow mooing, the metal plates along its back rattling and steaming. It inhales deeply, trying to taste their scent.
They smell like antiseptic and flowers. Slowly and carefully, they try to pet the creature, reaching out their bandaged paws.. "Careful now, I'm not gonna hurt you." *they believe that they need to help people to be worth something.*
Its head twists a little bit sideways, a jerky movement like a rusty machine. It lifts up one of its many mismatched legs and slowly grabs onto their wrist, rubbing it to feel the mechanical internals and muscles and bones. "Child..." it hisses, a voice like a boiling kettle, "Why are you kind?" It lifts them up with several spoke-like appendages on its neck.
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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.
Munch looks horrified. "C-careful! They might not be ready for such energy!"
The creature slowly lowers its head down toward them. It wears a plaster skull, dribbled in dark red candlewax, over its face. It makes a noise like a mix between a buzzer and a cow mooing, the metal plates along its back rattling and steaming. It inhales deeply, trying to taste their scent.
They smell like antiseptic and flowers. Slowly and carefully, they try to pet the creature, reaching out their bandaged paws.. "Careful now, I'm not gonna hurt you." *they believe that they need to help people to be worth something.*
Its head twists a little bit sideways, a jerky movement like a rusty machine. It lifts up one of its many mismatched legs and slowly grabs onto their wrist, rubbing it to feel the mechanical internals and muscles and bones. "Child..." it hisses, a voice like a boiling kettle, "Why are you kind?" It lifts them up with several spoke-like appendages on its neck.
They wince as the leg digs into their wrist, as the spokes press against their ribs, ripping a stitch and loosing blood-soaked stuffing. But they try to smile again. "Because I don't want anyone to be hurting" *that's the truth*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Its head twists a little bit sideways, a jerky movement like a rusty machine. It lifts up one of its many mismatched legs and slowly grabs onto their wrist, rubbing it to feel the mechanical internals and muscles and bones. "Child..." it hisses, a voice like a boiling kettle, "Why are you kind?" It lifts them up with several spoke-like appendages on its neck.
They wince as the leg digs into their wrist, as the spokes press against their ribs, ripping a stitch and loosing blood-soaked stuffing. But they try to smile again. "Because I don't want anyone to be hurting" *that's the truth*
"Even... when they deserve it?" They can see its twitching, wet, humanoid lips curled into a snarl beneath the mask. "What gives you the right to deny such a natural process?" The spokes drop Poff, letting them fall to the ground. "What is it you seek to gain from this?"
*Heads up, I'll have to go soon*
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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.
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"Yeah, hi, whatever." they stare off into nowhere
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*pyramid head*
a scratched-up matryoshka doll is doing nothing in particular. (this one only speaks Russian for now, so telepathic or russian-speaking chars are reccomended for interaction)(then again, it cant really hunt on its own, so any wholl feed it are welcome)
a collection of porcelain heads, linked together by a web of flesh, glints from the shadows
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*Sorry for not taking this anywhere. Never's just kinda defensive*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"I thought so too!" He watches the fireflies from where he sits. "So, how old are you, Poff?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'm nine!" they giggle and chase some more fireflies around
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
His eyes look a little hurt, but he keeps smiling. "My friend wanted kids in particular to enjoy these. You can take some if you like, but you'll have to find your own key for them." He points to a fire in the distance. "I think that's my friend over there, actually. He's a Gravemachine. At least, that's what I heard he's called."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh, I don't need any. I've got this!" They rummage in their pockets and pull out a small, heart-shaped nightlight.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Ooh!" He seems suddenly very interested. "That'll keep the monsters away real good, I think. Don't let anyone take that from you, okay?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*How would Never respond to being directly attacked?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yes sir!" They salute jokingly
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Kick and run. I'm mor into rp-based combat
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
He chuckles warmly. "You laugh, but the monsters out here are real." There's a faint thump and rustle. He jerks to look in that direction.
Out in the woods, holding stock-still, is something between a centipede and a giraffe. It's barely visible in the dim light, but the dim, flickering glow in its left eye is clearly visible.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I would love an RP-based combat, honestly, but I think this isn't really a thread for combat in general.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Poff takes off in a slightly limping run towards the creature. "Hey there! Are you alright?"
*they have a similar strategy to pacifist route frisk combined with the survival instincts of a real nine-year old. But they are a lvl 8 cleric, so....*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*yeah. But this is poff and they're a pacifist*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Munch looks horrified. "C-careful! They might not be ready for such energy!"
The creature slowly lowers its head down toward them. It wears a plaster skull, dribbled in dark red candlewax, over its face. It makes a noise like a mix between a buzzer and a cow mooing, the metal plates along its back rattling and steaming. It inhales deeply, trying to taste their scent.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They smell like antiseptic and flowers. Slowly and carefully, they try to pet the creature, reaching out their bandaged paws.. "Careful now, I'm not gonna hurt you."
*they believe that they need to help people to be worth something.*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Its head twists a little bit sideways, a jerky movement like a rusty machine. It lifts up one of its many mismatched legs and slowly grabs onto their wrist, rubbing it to feel the mechanical internals and muscles and bones. "Child..." it hisses, a voice like a boiling kettle, "Why are you kind?" It lifts them up with several spoke-like appendages on its neck.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They wince as the leg digs into their wrist, as the spokes press against their ribs, ripping a stitch and loosing blood-soaked stuffing. But they try to smile again. "Because I don't want anyone to be hurting"
*that's the truth*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Even... when they deserve it?" They can see its twitching, wet, humanoid lips curled into a snarl beneath the mask. "What gives you the right to deny such a natural process?" The spokes drop Poff, letting them fall to the ground. "What is it you seek to gain from this?"
*Heads up, I'll have to go soon*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.