He winds it up as far as he can, only stopping when he notices his servos sparking beneath his fur. "Alright, that's all I can do for now. You should be plenty strong for a while, unless I'm not as strong as I thought."
"CURIOUS." Types the rabbit. "SO. YOU. CAN'T. LEAVE. HAVE. YOU. CONSIDERED. GETTING. A. NEW. BODY." It reaches into the flap of fur and flesh covering its neck and pulls out a Wind-Up key.
"Thank you."
"I have but I decided I didn't want a new one." The car does a quick donut
"Anythin' else I can do fer ya?"
The rabbit tilts his head. "WHY."
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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 winds it up as far as he can, only stopping when he notices his servos sparking beneath his fur. "Alright, that's all I can do for now. You should be plenty strong for a while, unless I'm not as strong as I thought."
"CURIOUS." Types the rabbit. "SO. YOU. CAN'T. LEAVE. HAVE. YOU. CONSIDERED. GETTING. A. NEW. BODY." It reaches into the flap of fur and flesh covering its neck and pulls out a Wind-Up key.
"Thank you."
"I have but I decided I didn't want a new one." The car does a quick donut
"Anythin' else I can do fer ya?"
The rabbit tilts his head. "WHY."
"That's it for now."
"Dunno. Probably because I can go fast or something."
The patchwork bunny is skipping around, dropping the occasional stitch on their way
Something glittery has washed up on the shore...
*I wanna interact so bad, but my hands are pretty full... maybe I should stop writing characters and just have fun for a bit*
*Having fun is fun!*
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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
The patchwork bunny is skipping around, dropping the occasional stitch on their way
Something glittery has washed up on the shore...
*I wanna interact so bad, but my hands are pretty full... maybe I should stop writing characters and just have fun for a bit*
*Having fun is fun!*
*WOAW*
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"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
*my newest character is heavily inspired by the song Spoken for*
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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
The beak makes a happy noise. The figure feels a row of suction cups grab its arm and squeeze gently.
It puts the beak on its head
The beak still floats a few inches above the head's surface. The figure can feel its suckers again, this time in a radial pattern.
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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)
The patchwork bunny is skipping around, dropping the occasional stitch on their way
Something glittery has washed up on the shore...
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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 plump plush frog with a star on his chest, a cowboy hat atop his head, and a sleeveless leather duster on his back, is walking through the twilit streets, his big glowing eyes looking around shakily as a nervous smile stretches between the rosy buttons on his cheeks. He keeps checking a big, cartoonish revolver in his paw, making sure it's loaded.
A small weight pulls at the revolver, but nothing can be seen touching it.
He whips around, swinging the human-sized revolver wildly in a desperate attempt to find the source.
A started burbling noise comes from a miniscule beak, floating a few inches above the ground. It seems to have been trying to inspect the weapon.
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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)
The beak makes a happy noise. The figure feels a row of suction cups grab its arm and squeeze gently.
It puts the beak on its head
The beak still floats a few inches above the head's surface. The figure can feel its suckers again, this time in a radial pattern.
It taps the beak.
Its finger, once again, stops in a squishy surface a few inches from the beak.
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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)
The patchwork bunny is skipping around, dropping the occasional stitch on their way
Something glittery has washed up on the shore...
can rp
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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
Within the Carnival is a dark alleyway. Within that alleyway is a dark tunnel. From deep within that tunnel, another Monster emerges from the Sewers.
The turning of simple wheels and the tapping of metallic legs resonates down the drainage culvert as the being pulls itself along, never far from the sound of a large, heavy object being dragged across the floor. Numerous 'eyes'(?) arranged in a circular pattern light the way, each like a flickering flashlight with only the faintest charge keeping it going, all connected to a round, flat mask resembling a rotary dial. The dial clicks as it turns, flipping between multicolored lenses with no clear purpose or intention. The mask is attached to a spindly, amalgamated form- an isopod-like shell adorns its back, hiding scrawny metal framing and pulsing veins that make up its spine and neck. A pair of far-too-long arms with far-too-long fingers help pull the Monster along on the chariot which it is grafted onto, rolling on simple plastic wheels and dotted with decapod legs. A third arm sprouts from its shoulder at an odd angle, clutching tightly onto a coiled cord of plastic and sinew that trails into the darkness behind it, clearly bound to something large and heavy.
The Messenger crawls out from the tunnel, taking a look at its surroundings before cautiously stepping into the light. An all-too-familiar chiming echoes behind it, announcing its arrival.
Can you hear it ringing?
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Within the Carnival is a dark alleyway. Within that alleyway is a dark tunnel. From deep within that tunnel, another Monster emerges from the Sewers.
The turning of simple wheels and the tapping of metallic legs resonates down the drainage culvert as the being pulls itself along, never far from the sound of a large, heavy object being dragged across the floor. Numerous 'eyes'(?) arranged in a circular pattern light the way, each like a flickering flashlight with only the faintest charge keeping it going, all connected to a round, flat mask resembling a rotary dial. The dial clicks as it turns, flipping between multicolored lenses with no clear purpose or intention. The mask is attached to a spindly, amalgamated form- an isopod-like shell adorns its back, hiding scrawny metal framing and pulsing veins that make up its spine and neck. A pair of far-too-long arms with far-too-long fingers help pull the Monster along on the chariot which it is grafted onto, rolling on simple plastic wheels and dotted with decapod legs. A third arm sprouts from its shoulder at an odd angle, clutching tightly onto a coiled cord of plastic and sinew that trails into the darkness behind it, clearly bound to something large and heavy.
The Messenger crawls out from the tunnel, taking a look at its surroundings before cautiously stepping into the light. An all-too-familiar chiming echoes behind it, announcing its arrival.
Can you hear it ringing?
Someone seems to have answered the chime. A lanky, porcelain marionette sprints up from the beach, as fast as it can go with its strings tangled up behind it. Once they get up closer, you can see more of them. Their pale white porcelain is decorated with gold and silver stars, glittering comets, and vibrant streaks of lightning. A colorful stage microphone traces a path from their mouth into their spiky gold and blue hair. The clothes they wear are familiar, fit for a star. Comedy and tragedy masks hang from their belt, the painted faces resembling glamrock stars of old. But the puppet's face, though painted similarly, seems sullen, despite all their opulence.
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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
Within the Carnival is a dark alleyway. Within that alleyway is a dark tunnel. From deep within that tunnel, another Monster emerges from the Sewers.
The turning of simple wheels and the tapping of metallic legs resonates down the drainage culvert as the being pulls itself along, never far from the sound of a large, heavy object being dragged across the floor. Numerous 'eyes'(?) arranged in a circular pattern light the way, each like a flickering flashlight with only the faintest charge keeping it going, all connected to a round, flat mask resembling a rotary dial. The dial clicks as it turns, flipping between multicolored lenses with no clear purpose or intention. The mask is attached to a spindly, amalgamated form- an isopod-like shell adorns its back, hiding scrawny metal framing and pulsing veins that make up its spine and neck. A pair of far-too-long arms with far-too-long fingers help pull the Monster along on the chariot which it is grafted onto, rolling on simple plastic wheels and dotted with decapod legs. A third arm sprouts from its shoulder at an odd angle, clutching tightly onto a coiled cord of plastic and sinew that trails into the darkness behind it, clearly bound to something large and heavy.
The Messenger crawls out from the tunnel, taking a look at its surroundings before cautiously stepping into the light. An all-too-familiar chiming echoes behind it, announcing its arrival.
Can you hear it ringing?
Someone seems to have answered the chime. A lanky, porcelain marionette sprints up from the beach, as fast as it can go with its strings tangled up behind it. Once they get up closer, you can see more of them. Their pale white porcelain is decorated with gold and silver stars, glittering comets, and vibrant streaks of lightning. A colorful stage microphone traces a path from their mouth into their spiky gold and blue hair. The clothes they wear are familiar, fit for a star. Comedy and tragedy masks hang from their belt, the painted faces resembling glamrock stars of old. But the puppet's face, though painted similarly, seems sullen, despite all their opulence.
The Messenger creeps a bit closer to the puppet, flipping between its broken lenses with curiosity. There is a crackle of static from the end of the cord, from the tunnel behind it, and then an echoing voice.
"Greetings... who is it?.."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
"Anythin' else I can do fer ya?"
The rabbit tilts his head. "WHY."
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 it for now."
"Dunno. Probably because I can go fast or something."
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*Having fun is fun!*
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
*WOAW*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*my newest character is heavily inspired by the song Spoken for*
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
*hello?*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
The beak still floats a few inches above the head's surface. The figure can feel its suckers again, this time in a radial pattern.
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."
The patchwork bunny is skipping around, dropping the occasional stitch on their way
Something glittery has washed up on the shore...
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 started burbling noise comes from a miniscule beak, floating a few inches above the ground. It seems to have been trying to inspect the weapon.
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."
It taps the beak.
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Its finger, once again, stops in a squishy surface a few inches from the beak.
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."
It pats the beak again
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
can rp
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
Within the Carnival is a dark alleyway. Within that alleyway is a dark tunnel. From deep within that tunnel, another Monster emerges from the Sewers.
The turning of simple wheels and the tapping of metallic legs resonates down the drainage culvert as the being pulls itself along, never far from the sound of a large, heavy object being dragged across the floor. Numerous 'eyes'(?) arranged in a circular pattern light the way, each like a flickering flashlight with only the faintest charge keeping it going, all connected to a round, flat mask resembling a rotary dial. The dial clicks as it turns, flipping between multicolored lenses with no clear purpose or intention. The mask is attached to a spindly, amalgamated form- an isopod-like shell adorns its back, hiding scrawny metal framing and pulsing veins that make up its spine and neck. A pair of far-too-long arms with far-too-long fingers help pull the Monster along on the chariot which it is grafted onto, rolling on simple plastic wheels and dotted with decapod legs. A third arm sprouts from its shoulder at an odd angle, clutching tightly onto a coiled cord of plastic and sinew that trails into the darkness behind it, clearly bound to something large and heavy.
The Messenger crawls out from the tunnel, taking a look at its surroundings before cautiously stepping into the light. An all-too-familiar chiming echoes behind it, announcing its arrival.
Can you hear it ringing?
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Someone seems to have answered the chime. A lanky, porcelain marionette sprints up from the beach, as fast as it can go with its strings tangled up behind it. Once they get up closer, you can see more of them. Their pale white porcelain is decorated with gold and silver stars, glittering comets, and vibrant streaks of lightning. A colorful stage microphone traces a path from their mouth into their spiky gold and blue hair. The clothes they wear are familiar, fit for a star. Comedy and tragedy masks hang from their belt, the painted faces resembling glamrock stars of old. But the puppet's face, though painted similarly, seems sullen, despite all their opulence.
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
The Messenger creeps a bit closer to the puppet, flipping between its broken lenses with curiosity. There is a crackle of static from the end of the cord, from the tunnel behind it, and then an echoing voice.
"Greetings... who is it?.."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*IT'S HER*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Who??*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*They call her the Architect...*
*...And ye shall know woe from her deeds...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Wanna continue RP?*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)