Nacht stares at the burger, its only movement being the bottom of its form slowly billowing.
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
Jack is in an alley, shaking blood and grime off his jacket. He pulls out a water bottle, soaks the jacket, and hangs it up on a fire escape ladder. Two unconscious goons lay at his feet, one propped up on a trash can.
*did jack get hired officially?*
The air becomes cold. A two-and-a-half-foot-tall, bright white stoat woman in pajamas stands at the entrance to the alley. "Whud dey do?" They murmur, eyes closed. The look like they just got up.
"They started it." One of his ears is bleeding, the blood streaming slowly into his prematurely gray hair *you saw him, right?*
*movin this*
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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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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.
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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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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?"
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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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
Nacht stares at the burger, its only movement being the bottom of its form slowly billowing.
The burger doesn't disappear
It points at the burger, then itself. It's asking if it can eat it.
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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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
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."
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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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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?"
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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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
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."
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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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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."
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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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
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"
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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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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."
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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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
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"
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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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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?"
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
Nacht stares at the burger, its only movement being the bottom of its form slowly billowing.
The burger doesn't disappear
It points at the burger, then itself. It's asking if it can eat it.
"Sure."
A long tendril of shadow reaches out of the bug's body and grabs the burger. It bows, trying to say thank you.
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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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
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
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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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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A burger appears in Kai's hand
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Nacht stares at the burger, its only movement being the bottom of its form slowly billowing.
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
The burger doesn't disappear
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*movin this*
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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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.
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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Mila walks out of the bar, noticing the woman. "Hello there. What's wrong?"
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
It points at the burger, then itself. It's asking if it can eat it.
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
"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."
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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"How old is he?"
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
"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'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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"I wouldn't worry. Take it from a fellow parent, he's at the age where he'll be okay."
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
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"
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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Mila pats her on the shoulder. "I always thought that. Children are more resilient than we give them credit for."
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
"Sure."
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"I guess so. I always get so worried when he goes out all night, you know"
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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"Yeah, I get that. I've found that a glass of wine does wonders for the mind. Want one?"
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
A long tendril of shadow reaches out of the bug's body and grabs the burger. It bows, trying to say thank you.
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!)
I live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
A rustling comes from a pile of garbage bags
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Skulk is hiding in an alleyway
Tom is playing with a soccer ball
Lex is drinking energy drinks at the bar
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"oh no thanks darlin', I don't touch the stuff. It always sets my nerves off" She says sweetly
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, 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, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose