The Raven Man has spread their flock over nearly the entire market. watching. waiting. a few birds are ivestigating the storerooms, looking for an entrance
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Sundew is looking at different stalls near the storerooms. Is that a sun tattoo on her arm, or are you seeing things?
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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!)
Sundew is looking at different stalls near the storerooms. Is that a sun tattoo on her arm, or are you seeing things?
a raven nearby caws
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
In a fairly busy part of the market, one figure stands out. He wears a hooded cloak that wraps around his shoulders, a loose, grey shirt and baggy trousers in the same colour, held up by a wide leather belt and secured at the ankles by puttees. He wears no shoes or anything on his arms. His skin is a bluish grey, and his hands and feet only have three fingers and toes. His face is obscured by a mask with 5 glowing eyeholes. He rests one hand on what appears to be a lamppost. The other holds a boiled egg, which he is currently eating.
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op* The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
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 human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
Willow walks in, then sees the woman. "Your arm looks really cool."
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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!)
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op* The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
most of the raven Man (their body from the waist up, shirt, and jacket) are flying above one of the seats at the bar
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Sundew is looking at different stalls near the storerooms. Is that a sun tattoo on her arm, or are you seeing things?
a raven nearby caws
"If you're the weird crow guy again, I still have my sword on me."
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
Willow walks in, then sees the woman. "Your arm looks really cool."
"Oh, thanks!" She grins, putting away her book and proudly stretching out her silver arm. Her blonde hair is so close to white that if not for her human ears, she'd look like a puca. *Lol forgor to put that in the desc*
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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
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op* The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
most of the raven Man (their body from the waist up, shirt, and jacket) are flying above one of the seats at the bar
"I'll get to you in a minute" The bartender's tired voice calls
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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
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op* The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
A little strugel in fluffy clothes, a mix between mob wife and men's formal wear in style, sits down across from them. His eyes are pitch black with glowing pupils, and under his savory, herbal perfume, he reeks of necromancy and a damaged soul. He's drinking soda from a whiskey glass, complete with those big ice cubes and everything. "Hey. Have you heard what that guy did with that Gifted he bought?" He speaks casually.
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op* The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
A little strugel in fluffy clothes, a mix between mob wife and men's formal wear in style, sits down across from them. His eyes are pitch black with glowing pupils, and under his savory, herbal perfume, he reeks of necromancy and a damaged soul. He's drinking soda from a whiskey glass, complete with those big ice cubes and everything. "Hey. Have you heard what that guy did with that Gifted he bought?" He speaks casually.
They finish their cocktail in one gulp and turn to him. "What buyers do with their purchases is none of my business." His mouth says that, but his eyes say ~Tell me more~
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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 little strugel in fluffy clothes, a mix between mob wife and men's formal wear in style, sits down across from them. His eyes are pitch black with glowing pupils, and under his savory, herbal perfume, he reeks of necromancy and a damaged soul. He's drinking soda from a whiskey glass, complete with those big ice cubes and everything. "Hey. Have you heard what that guy did with that Gifted he bought?" He speaks casually.
They finish their cocktail in one gulp and turn to him. "What buyers do with their purchases is none of my business." His mouth says that, but his eyes say ~Tell me more~
He holds out his hand to his side, and a toothpick with a sour gummy worm on it is placed between his chubby fingers by a skeletal hand that appears from seemingly nowhere. He dips it in the soda and stirs it around, causing it to fizz up rather violently. "They say..." He pulls the toothpick out. The once-brown cola is now clear. "...he 'fixed' them. Took the crystals and left them human." The little mage eats the gummy worm. "I didn't know a gift could be stolen like that."
Past the seemingly endless stalls and tents of the Crimson Market, in a place where the lantern-light doesn't quite reach, in a place forgotten by most, and avoided by many, a small pond is waiting, quietly, for it's ruler. In the middle of the pond is an island. An island that seems too big for how small the pond is. The island is lit by a even glow, and as such, no shadows can be cast upon its soils. In the middle is a small thicket of Mountain Ash trees, and through those wild and overgrown trees lies a small shrine wrought of iron with a brasier, ever burning, the last of its kind. Engraved on the shrine is a simple inscription:
Here lies the Eldest One.
Bound through truths, ash, iron, and flame.
One by one, the bounds begin to break.
One by one, the Eldest One claws free.
So, why don't we go on a little shopping spree...?
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op* The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
most of the raven Man (their body from the waist up, shirt, and jacket) are flying above one of the seats at the bar
"I'll get to you in a minute" The bartender's tired voice calls
"of course" they croak
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Past the seemingly endless stalls and tents of the Crimson Market, in a place where the lantern-light doesn't quite reach, in a place forgotten by most, and avoided by many, a small pond is waiting, quietly, for it's ruler. In the middle of the pond is an island. An island that seems too big for how small the pond is. The island is lit by a even glow, and as such, no shadows can be cast upon its soils. In the middle is a small thicket of Mountain Ash trees, and through those wild and overgrown trees lies a small shrine wrought of iron with a brasier, ever burning, the last of its kind. Engraved on the shrine is a simple inscription:
Here lies the Eldest One.
Bound through truths, ash, iron, and flame.
One by one, the bounds begin to break.
One by one, the Eldest One claws free.
So, why don't we go on a little shopping spree...?
several crows watch them. they are outside the grove, but nearby
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
A little strugel in fluffy clothes, a mix between mob wife and men's formal wear in style, sits down across from them. His eyes are pitch black with glowing pupils, and under his savory, herbal perfume, he reeks of necromancy and a damaged soul. He's drinking soda from a whiskey glass, complete with those big ice cubes and everything. "Hey. Have you heard what that guy did with that Gifted he bought?" He speaks casually.
They finish their cocktail in one gulp and turn to him. "What buyers do with their purchases is none of my business." His mouth says that, but his eyes say ~Tell me more~
He holds out his hand to his side, and a toothpick with a sour gummy worm on it is placed between his chubby fingers by a skeletal hand that appears from seemingly nowhere. He dips it in the soda and stirs it around, causing it to fizz up rather violently. "They say..." He pulls the toothpick out. The once-brown cola is now clear. "...he 'fixed' them. Took the crystals and left them human." The little mage eats the gummy worm. "I didn't know a gift could be stolen like that."
"Well, Echo always did hate their gift." They shrug, "Before they turned themself in, they were making a living off of chipping the crystals off and pawning them. Since the crystals grew back, it was a pretty sustainable business strategy."
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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
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op* The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
most of the raven Man (their body from the waist up, shirt, and jacket) are flying above one of the seats at the bar
"I'll get to you in a minute" The bartender's tired voice calls
"of course" they croak
He straightens up, cracks his back, and stretches a little before turning to the raven man. "What can I getcha?"
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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 little strugel in fluffy clothes, a mix between mob wife and men's formal wear in style, sits down across from them. His eyes are pitch black with glowing pupils, and under his savory, herbal perfume, he reeks of necromancy and a damaged soul. He's drinking soda from a whiskey glass, complete with those big ice cubes and everything. "Hey. Have you heard what that guy did with that Gifted he bought?" He speaks casually.
They finish their cocktail in one gulp and turn to him. "What buyers do with their purchases is none of my business." His mouth says that, but his eyes say ~Tell me more~
He holds out his hand to his side, and a toothpick with a sour gummy worm on it is placed between his chubby fingers by a skeletal hand that appears from seemingly nowhere. He dips it in the soda and stirs it around, causing it to fizz up rather violently. "They say..." He pulls the toothpick out. The once-brown cola is now clear. "...he 'fixed' them. Took the crystals and left them human." The little mage eats the gummy worm. "I didn't know a gift could be stolen like that."
"Well, Echo always did hate their gift." They shrug, "Before they turned themself in, they were making a living off of chipping the crystals off and pawning them. Since the crystals grew back, it was a pretty sustainable business strategy."
*... that's literally how my gifted got it's money too lol*
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
Past the seemingly endless stalls and tents of the Crimson Market, in a place where the lantern-light doesn't quite reach, in a place forgotten by most, and avoided by many, a small pond is waiting, quietly, for it's ruler. In the middle of the pond is an island. An island that seems too big for how small the pond is. The island is lit by a even glow, and as such, no shadows can be cast upon its soils. In the middle is a small thicket of Mountain Ash trees, and through those wild and overgrown trees lies a small shrine wrought of iron with a brasier, ever burning, the last of its kind. Engraved on the shrine is a simple inscription:
Here lies the Eldest One.
Bound through truths, ash, iron, and flame.
One by one, the bounds begin to break.
One by one, the Eldest One claws free.
So, why don't we go on a little shopping spree...?
several crows watch them. they are outside the grove, but nearby
The crows witness a small tremor ripple through the grove of ash trees, and one by one, they change into large oaks. the thicket grows larger, encompassing the entire island, now growing to be a large forest. A figure walks through the trees, dark and ominous, seemingly unlit by the ever present light. As they step out of the forest, the crows see, instead of a menacing beast, a female fae, with delicate wings along her back, her dress made of plants. Flowers bloom from the gown, and the striking purple bell shaped blooms of the Deadly Nightshade can be seen, as well as the pink buds of the Gympie-Gympie tree. A number of other flowers bloom from the dress, such as the distinctive Angel's Trumpet, as well as Monkshood. The Fae walks off the island, stepping over a small puddle that was surrounding the pasture. On second glance, the puddle was in fact the lake that surrounded the island. How curious... The Fae walks towards the market stalls, a smile dancing on their lips, and what appear to be... tentacles... float upwards from their shadow.
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The Raven Man has spread their flock over nearly the entire market. watching. waiting. a few birds are ivestigating the storerooms, looking for an entrance
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
Sundew is looking at different stalls near the storerooms. Is that a sun tattoo on her arm, or are you seeing things?
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'd rather be gaming.
a raven nearby caws
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
*Greetings loved ones. Thought i would put some chars in the rose & silver for once cause I added some things to the op*
The auctioneer is on their break in the Rose, sitting at the bar and barely paying attention to anything but their drink. They still wear their red gala mask, but their bowtie is undone and their hat is nowhere to be found.
The bartender of the Rose, a puca with black-and-white hair and a dapper red vest, is busy with something under the counter, their hare ears sticking up being the only thing giving away their presence
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
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
Willow walks in, then sees the woman. "Your arm looks really cool."
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'd rather be gaming.
most of the raven Man (their body from the waist up, shirt, and jacket) are flying above one of the seats at the bar
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"If you're the weird crow guy again, I still have my sword on me."
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'd rather be gaming.
"Oh, thanks!" She grins, putting away her book and proudly stretching out her silver arm. Her blonde hair is so close to white that if not for her human ears, she'd look like a puca. *Lol forgor to put that in the desc*
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'll get to you in a minute" The bartender's tired voice calls
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 little strugel in fluffy clothes, a mix between mob wife and men's formal wear in style, sits down across from them. His eyes are pitch black with glowing pupils, and under his savory, herbal perfume, he reeks of necromancy and a damaged soul. He's drinking soda from a whiskey glass, complete with those big ice cubes and everything. "Hey. Have you heard what that guy did with that Gifted he bought?" He speaks casually.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
They finish their cocktail in one gulp and turn to him. "What buyers do with their purchases is none of my business." His mouth says that, but his eyes say ~Tell me more~
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
He holds out his hand to his side, and a toothpick with a sour gummy worm on it is placed between his chubby fingers by a skeletal hand that appears from seemingly nowhere. He dips it in the soda and stirs it around, causing it to fizz up rather violently. "They say..." He pulls the toothpick out. The once-brown cola is now clear. "...he 'fixed' them. Took the crystals and left them human." The little mage eats the gummy worm. "I didn't know a gift could be stolen like that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
Past the seemingly endless stalls and tents of the Crimson Market, in a place where the lantern-light doesn't quite reach, in a place forgotten by most, and avoided by many, a small pond is waiting, quietly, for it's ruler. In the middle of the pond is an island. An island that seems too big for how small the pond is. The island is lit by a even glow, and as such, no shadows can be cast upon its soils. In the middle is a small thicket of Mountain Ash trees, and through those wild and overgrown trees lies a small shrine wrought of iron with a brasier, ever burning, the last of its kind. Engraved on the shrine is a simple inscription:
Here lies the Eldest One.
Bound through truths, ash, iron, and flame.
One by one, the bounds begin to break.
One by one, the Eldest One claws free.
So, why don't we go on a little shopping spree...?
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"of course" they croak
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
several crows watch them. they are outside the grove, but nearby
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"Well, Echo always did hate their gift." They shrug, "Before they turned themself in, they were making a living off of chipping the crystals off and pawning them. Since the crystals grew back, it was a pretty sustainable business strategy."
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
He straightens up, cracks his back, and stretches a little before turning to the raven man. "What can I getcha?"
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
*... that's literally how my gifted got it's money too lol*
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
The crows witness a small tremor ripple through the grove of ash trees, and one by one, they change into large oaks. the thicket grows larger, encompassing the entire island, now growing to be a large forest. A figure walks through the trees, dark and ominous, seemingly unlit by the ever present light. As they step out of the forest, the crows see, instead of a menacing beast, a female fae, with delicate wings along her back, her dress made of plants. Flowers bloom from the gown, and the striking purple bell shaped blooms of the Deadly Nightshade can be seen, as well as the pink buds of the Gympie-Gympie tree. A number of other flowers bloom from the dress, such as the distinctive Angel's Trumpet, as well as Monkshood. The Fae walks off the island, stepping over a small puddle that was surrounding the pasture. On second glance, the puddle was in fact the lake that surrounded the island. How curious... The Fae walks towards the market stalls, a smile dancing on their lips, and what appear to be... tentacles... float upwards from their shadow.
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.