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."
"Huh. I didn't know that people willingly became merchandise. At least, not while they lived." He takes a sip of his crystal cola. "But I guess Echo doesn't have to worry about it anymore. The Prince let them go, right there in the marketplace. He's done that with every creature he's bought so far." The tiny necromancer yawns, then rubs his eyes. "But enough about him. How are you doing?"
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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.
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.
the ravens *sorry, i said they were crows. they're ravens* caw to eachother
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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...!
*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?"
"do you have carrion?"
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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...!
Time for fun facts!! The bartender was born and raised in New Orleans Echo has the impeccable ability to nap anywhere The lady in red has lots of tattoos on her back to make up for the full sleeve she had on the arm she lost The Auctioneer's cocktail of choice is a pink lady, but they will settle for a stiff gin if need be
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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?"
"do you have carrion?"
"Excuse me, what?" He looks at them with disgust
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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
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...!
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."
"Huh. I didn't know that people willingly became merchandise. At least, not while they lived." He takes a sip of his crystal cola. "But I guess Echo doesn't have to worry about it anymore. The Prince let them go, right there in the marketplace. He's done that with every creature he's bought so far." The tiny necromancer yawns, then rubs his eyes. "But enough about him. How are you doing?"
"Oh, you'd be surprised how many desperate magical creatures sign themselves in." they yawn a little.
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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?"
"do you have carrion?"
"Excuse me, what?" He looks at them with disgust
they put up their hands "sorry, sorry. could we have some eggs?"
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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...!
*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?"
"do you have carrion?"
"Excuse me, what?" He looks at them with disgust
they put up their hands "sorry, sorry. could we have some eggs?"
"There we go, something normal." He sighs. "Is hard-boiled okay?"
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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?"
"do you have carrion?"
"Excuse me, what?" He looks at them with disgust
they put up their hands "sorry, sorry. could we have some eggs?"
"There we go, something normal." He sighs. "Is hard-boiled okay?"
"we suppose. its hard to find raw eggs these days"
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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...!
*Snip* He walks to the back and returns with two hard-boiled eggs in a bowl.
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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
*Snip* He walks to the back and returns with two hard-boiled eggs in a bowl.
a few of the ravens fly off their body and peck at the eggs. another raven flies in, carrying a coin purse in its talons. "we left our coins in our pants" you can feel the cheap grin even though they have no lips or teeth
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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
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.
the ravens *sorry, i said they were crows. they're ravens* caw to eachother
The Fae looks at the ravens, smiling.
"Oh, hello there... you look tasty..." They laugh, a creepy smile upon their face.
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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.
Atop a church steeple is a pair of creatures: a humanoid lamb wearing a wolf mask carrying a bow, and the disembodied head of a wolf wearing a lamb mask, with trails of shadow obscuring where it's body would be. Their eyes glow a deathly blue. They watch the market with interest, but do not move.
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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.
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.
the ravens *sorry, i said they were crows. they're ravens* caw to eachother
The Fae looks at the ravens, smiling.
"Oh, hello there... you look tasty..." They laugh, a creepy smile upon their face.
more ravens fly in, joining the ones alredy here, forming a kind of face. "as do you" they dont have lips or teeth, but you can feel the cheap, sleazy grin oozing off them
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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
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.
the ravens *sorry, i said they were crows. they're ravens* caw to eachother
The Fae looks at the ravens, smiling.
"Oh, hello there... you look tasty..." They laugh, a creepy smile upon their face.
more ravens fly in, joining the ones alredy here, forming a kind of face. "as do you" they dont have lips or teeth, but you can feel the cheap, sleazy grin oozing off them
"Why thank you! Now... who might you be...?"
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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.
*Snip* He walks to the back and returns with two hard-boiled eggs in a bowl.
a few of the ravens fly off their body and peck at the eggs. another raven flies in, carrying a coin purse in its talons. "we left our coins in our pants" you can feel the cheap grin even though they have no lips or teeth
He grabs one of the ravens with a scowl. "Hey!"
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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
*Snip* He walks to the back and returns with two hard-boiled eggs in a bowl.
a few of the ravens fly off their body and peck at the eggs. another raven flies in, carrying a coin purse in its talons. "we left our coins in our pants" you can feel the cheap grin even though they have no lips or teeth
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...!
Atop a church steeple is a pair of creatures: a humanoid lamb wearing a wolf mask carrying a bow, and the disembodied head of a wolf wearing a lamb mask, with trails of shadow obscuring where it's body would be. Their eyes glow a deathly blue. They watch the market with interest, but do not move.
*Boop?*
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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.
"Huh. I didn't know that people willingly became merchandise. At least, not while they lived." He takes a sip of his crystal cola. "But I guess Echo doesn't have to worry about it anymore. The Prince let them go, right there in the marketplace. He's done that with every creature he's bought so far." The tiny necromancer yawns, then rubs his eyes. "But enough about him. How are you doing?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
the ravens *sorry, i said they were crows. they're ravens* caw to eachother
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
"do you have carrion?"
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
Time for fun facts!!
The bartender was born and raised in New Orleans
Echo has the impeccable ability to nap anywhere
The lady in red has lots of tattoos on her back to make up for the full sleeve she had on the arm she lost
The Auctioneer's cocktail of choice is a pink lady, but they will settle for a stiff gin if need be
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
"Excuse me, what?" He looks at them with disgust
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
*hi howdy fry!*
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
"Oh, you'd be surprised how many desperate magical creatures sign themselves in." they yawn a little.
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
they put up their hands "sorry, sorry. could we have some eggs?"
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
"There we go, something normal." He sighs. "Is hard-boiled okay?"
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
"we suppose. its hard to find raw eggs these days"
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
*Snip*
He walks to the back and returns with two hard-boiled eggs in a bowl.
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 few of the ravens fly off their body and peck at the eggs. another raven flies in, carrying a coin purse in its talons. "we left our coins in our pants" you can feel the cheap grin even though they have no lips or teeth
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
The Fae looks at the ravens, smiling.
"Oh, hello there... you look tasty..." They laugh, a creepy smile upon their face.
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
Atop a church steeple is a pair of creatures: a humanoid lamb wearing a wolf mask carrying a bow, and the disembodied head of a wolf wearing a lamb mask, with trails of shadow obscuring where it's body would be. Their eyes glow a deathly blue. They watch the market with interest, but do not move.
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.
more ravens fly in, joining the ones alredy here, forming a kind of face. "as do you" they dont have lips or teeth, but you can feel the cheap, sleazy grin oozing off them
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
"Why thank you! Now... who might you be...?"
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
He grabs one of the ravens with a scowl. "Hey!"
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
"what?" they sound indignant
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
*Boop?*
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.
*Do I have the 'Curse of thread inactivity' or something? I swear every time I post everyone goes quiet*
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.