Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
'Need to hide?'
"Not for a while. They'll be licking their wounds for at least a day." he raises his arms, popping a shoulder into place. "Gives me time to see my momma, tell her I'm alright"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
'Need to hide?'
"Not for a while. They'll be licking their wounds for at least a day." he raises his arms, popping a shoulder into place. "Gives me time to see my momma, tell her I'm alright"
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
'Need to hide?'
"Not for a while. They'll be licking their wounds for at least a day." he raises his arms, popping a shoulder into place. "Gives me time to see my momma, tell her I'm alright"
'Momma ok?'
"I hope so. No reason why she wouldn't be, though." He gives a rattling chuckle. "She's one tough old bird."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
'Need to hide?'
"Not for a while. They'll be licking their wounds for at least a day." he raises his arms, popping a shoulder into place. "Gives me time to see my momma, tell her I'm alright"
'Momma ok?'
"I hope so. No reason why she wouldn't be, though." He gives a rattling chuckle. "She's one tough old bird."
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
'Need to hide?'
"Not for a while. They'll be licking their wounds for at least a day." he raises his arms, popping a shoulder into place. "Gives me time to see my momma, tell her I'm alright"
'Momma ok?'
"I hope so. No reason why she wouldn't be, though." He gives a rattling chuckle. "She's one tough old bird."
'You birdfolk? Nice'
"No, it's just an expression. I'm a cat." he swishes his tail, which you're now realizing resembles a maine coon, as does his hair. "Momma's a human, though."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
'Need help?'
The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
'Need to hide?'
"Not for a while. They'll be licking their wounds for at least a day." he raises his arms, popping a shoulder into place. "Gives me time to see my momma, tell her I'm alright"
'Momma ok?'
"I hope so. No reason why she wouldn't be, though." He gives a rattling chuckle. "She's one tough old bird."
'You birdfolk? Nice'
"No, it's just an expression. I'm a cat." he swishes his tail, which you're now realizing resembles a maine coon, as does his hair. "Momma's a human, though."
'Like...' you can see the metaphorical cogs turning in Skulk's brain 'How that work? I'm a hairless ratfolk, my family all ratfolk'
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
A chubby human woman who looks to be in her fifties is pacing outside the door to the bar with a nervous expression on her face. The tails of a bandanna stick up and out from her fuzzy black hair; The rest of the bandanna is barely visible, swallowed up by the fluff and clearly not holding it back very well. Her glasses are a pleasant silver that stands out nicely from her ink-dark skin, attached to a beaded chain. That, combined with her cardigan, argyle skirt, and gray-peppered hair, gives her the look of a stereotypical kindly librarian.
Mila walks out of the bar, noticing the woman. "Hello there. What's wrong?"
"My son," She speaks with a pleasant georgia drawl. "He's been gone for too long. Sure, he's a bit of a loner, always wanderin' off, but he never stays gone longer than a day."
"How old is he?"
"25, so plenty old to take care of himself, but he still checks in on his old mama." she sighs. "Thing is, he's got an awful knack for gettin' himself into trouble."
"I wouldn't worry. Take it from a fellow parent, he's at the age where he'll be okay."
She wrings her hands. "I know that, but his type of trouble is the dangerous kind. He stays out nights and comes home hurt. I just can't help but wonder if this time he's in more than he can handle"
Mila pats her on the shoulder. "I always thought that. Children are more resilient than we give them credit for."
"I guess so. I always get so worried when he goes out all night, you know"
"Yeah, I get that. I've found that a glass of wine does wonders for the mind. Want one?"
"oh no thanks darlin', I don't touch the stuff. It always sets my nerves off" She says sweetly
"Alright. Don't worry. Your kid'll be okay." Mila walks back into the tavern.
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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 time has come to fulfill your blood oath, electric rodent!"
The bug jumps at the sound, and hides behind the nearest solid object.
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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 time has come to fulfill your blood oath, electric rodent!"
"It means your parents are only your parents cause they love you. Not any less of a real bond than blood."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
A chubby human woman who looks to be in her fifties is pacing outside the door to the bar with a nervous expression on her face. The tails of a bandanna stick up and out from her fuzzy black hair; The rest of the bandanna is barely visible, swallowed up by the fluff and clearly not holding it back very well. Her glasses are a pleasant silver that stands out nicely from her ink-dark skin, attached to a beaded chain. That, combined with her cardigan, argyle skirt, and gray-peppered hair, gives her the look of a stereotypical kindly librarian.
Mila walks out of the bar, noticing the woman. "Hello there. What's wrong?"
"My son," She speaks with a pleasant georgia drawl. "He's been gone for too long. Sure, he's a bit of a loner, always wanderin' off, but he never stays gone longer than a day."
"How old is he?"
"25, so plenty old to take care of himself, but he still checks in on his old mama." she sighs. "Thing is, he's got an awful knack for gettin' himself into trouble."
"I wouldn't worry. Take it from a fellow parent, he's at the age where he'll be okay."
She wrings her hands. "I know that, but his type of trouble is the dangerous kind. He stays out nights and comes home hurt. I just can't help but wonder if this time he's in more than he can handle"
Mila pats her on the shoulder. "I always thought that. Children are more resilient than we give them credit for."
"I guess so. I always get so worried when he goes out all night, you know"
"Yeah, I get that. I've found that a glass of wine does wonders for the mind. Want one?"
"oh no thanks darlin', I don't touch the stuff. It always sets my nerves off" She says sweetly
"Alright. Don't worry. Your kid'll be okay." Mila walks back into the tavern.
"Wait!" she stops her. "One last thing"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
Someone walks by, beaten and battered, his tail painting the ground in blood. The windbreaker that usually bulks out his frame is tied around his waist, no longer hiding his body. Despite his slim build, he has the muscles, scars, and bruises of a boxer underneath his ratty tank top.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'Need help?'
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The stranger spits blood into his hand and shakes it clean. "Nope."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'Look like need help. Something happen?'
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"Just a fight." he seems to be a man of few words
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'Need to hide?'
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"Not for a while. They'll be licking their wounds for at least a day." he raises his arms, popping a shoulder into place. "Gives me time to see my momma, tell her I'm alright"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'Momma ok?'
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"I hope so. No reason why she wouldn't be, though." He gives a rattling chuckle. "She's one tough old bird."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'You birdfolk? Nice'
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"No, it's just an expression. I'm a cat." he swishes his tail, which you're now realizing resembles a maine coon, as does his hair. "Momma's a human, though."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'Like...' you can see the metaphorical cogs turning in Skulk's brain 'How that work? I'm a hairless ratfolk, my family all ratfolk'
*Skulk is very much a human*
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*cut*
"I'm adopted."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'What that?'
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"Alright. Don't worry. Your kid'll be okay." Mila walks back into the tavern.
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 time has come to fulfill your blood oath, electric rodent!"
The bug jumps at the sound, and hides behind the nearest solid object.
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 time has come to fulfill your blood oath, electric rodent!"
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"It means your parents are only your parents cause they love you. Not any less of a real bond than blood."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
"Wait!" she stops her. "One last thing"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
'And it makes you look different from parents?' Skulk looks deep in thought
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