The scarecrow is looking at tin doll parts made for giant toys, being auctioned off for relatively cheap. He has reconstructed his pumpkin head, but it looks like someone stomped his cheek to cave in the space between his left eye and his mouth.
a raven lands on their shoulder
The construct doesn't appear to notice it at first, but after a few seconds, he reaches into his coat and pulls out a tab from an aluminum can, polished until it shines. He offers it to the raven, not turning his head to look at it.
It seems he was prepared for this.
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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.
The scarecrow is looking at tin doll parts made for giant toys, being auctioned off for relatively cheap. He has reconstructed his pumpkin head, but it looks like someone stomped his cheek to cave in the space between his left eye and his mouth.
a raven lands on their shoulder
The construct doesn't appear to notice it at first, but after a few seconds, he reaches into his coat and pulls out a tab from an aluminum can, polished until it shines. He offers it to the raven, not turning his head to look at it.
It seems he was prepared for this.
it takes the tab, holding it in one of its talons. "our thanks" it croaks. "you are not living"
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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...!
The scarecrow is looking at tin doll parts made for giant toys, being auctioned off for relatively cheap. He has reconstructed his pumpkin head, but it looks like someone stomped his cheek to cave in the space between his left eye and his mouth.
Someone bids unreasonably high for a metal arm, and the crowd parts to let them through.
The scarecrow looks at his savings, less than a single gold's worth. He dips back into the crowd, realizing that despite the million things he wants, there's nothing he can afford.
The person who bought the arm walks past the scarecrow, barely noticing him at all. It's a petite human woman with platinum blonde hair, her crimson gown hiked up a little for easier walking. She turns the tin arm around in her hands, her battered prosthetic arm reflecting in its surface.
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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
The construct doesn't appear to notice it at first, but after a few seconds, he reaches into his coat and pulls out a tab from an aluminum can, polished until it shines. He offers it to the raven, not turning his head to look at it.
It seems he was prepared for this.
it takes the tab, holding it in one of its talons. "our thanks" it croaks. "you are not living"
"No, not really" he replies. "But I had a soul once. Traded it for an axe of all things. Good axe, can't use it very well."
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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.
The scarecrow looks at his savings, less than a single gold's worth. He dips back into the crowd, realizing that despite the million things he wants, there's nothing he can afford.
The person who bought the arm walks past the scarecrow, barely noticing him at all. It's a petite human woman with platinum blonde hair, her crimson gown hiked up a little for easier walking. She turns the tin arm around in her hands, her battered prosthetic arm reflecting in its surface.
He sighs and looks away. He sees something in a dark alley.
He approaches her, looking somewhat unsettled. "That's an interesting purchase. It will take a lot of refitting and tinkering to be a prosthetic, won't it?"
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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.
The construct doesn't appear to notice it at first, but after a few seconds, he reaches into his coat and pulls out a tab from an aluminum can, polished until it shines. He offers it to the raven, not turning his head to look at it.
It seems he was prepared for this.
it takes the tab, holding it in one of its talons. "our thanks" it croaks. "you are not living"
"No, not really" he replies. "But I had a soul once. Traded it for an axe of all things. Good axe, can't use it very well."
"a shame. you will not join us then?" several more ravens have begun roosting nearby
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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...!
"No, not really" he replies. "But I had a soul once. Traded it for an axe of all things. Good axe, can't use it very well."
"a shame. you will not join us then?" several more ravens have begun roosting nearby
He shakes his pumpkin head. "I wish I could. I've always had an affinity for birds like you, little black ones. I used to dream about joining you folks in the sky, actually. But I lost my chance." His eyes drift to a dark corner, then linger there.
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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.
"No, not really" he replies. "But I had a soul once. Traded it for an axe of all things. Good axe, can't use it very well."
"a shame. you will not join us then?" several more ravens have begun roosting nearby
He shakes his pumpkin head. "I wish I could. I've always had an affinity for birds like you, little black ones. I used to dream about joining you folks in the sky, actually. But I lost my chance." His eyes drift to a dark corner, then linger there.
a new voice, or rather, cacophony of voices ring out. a humanoid form made entirely of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit flies/walks towards you, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we don't shake your hand"
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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...!
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 shakes his pumpkin head. "I wish I could. I've always had an affinity for birds like you, little black ones. I used to dream about joining you folks in the sky, actually. But I lost my chance." His eyes drift to a dark corner, then linger there.
a new voice, or rather, cacophony of voices ring out. a humanoid form made entirely of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit flies/walks towards you, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we don't shake your hand"
The living effigy whips around to see them, then takes a step back, startled. "Of course... wouldn't want to get straw in your eyes..." His own scarlet eyes flick back to the dark corner for a split second.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He shakes his pumpkin head. "I wish I could. I've always had an affinity for birds like you, little black ones. I used to dream about joining you folks in the sky, actually. But I lost my chance." His eyes drift to a dark corner, then linger there.
a new voice, or rather, cacophony of voices ring out. a humanoid form made entirely of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit flies/walks towards you, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we don't shake your hand"
The living effigy whips around to see them, then takes a step back, startled. "Of course... wouldn't want to get straw in your eyes..." His own scarlet eyes flick back to the dark corner for a split second.
"we are the Sulagh, and we can help get your soul back" they dont have a mouth, but it sounds like they're putting on a lawyer/used-car-salesman smile
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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...!
The bug in a jar is being carried around by a thin creature. The creature is calling out repeatedly, "King of the Fruiting Court! You have won your auction! Please come to receive your prize!"
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
The bug in a jar is being carried around by a thin creature. The creature is calling out repeatedly, "King of the Fruiting Court! You have won your auction! Please come to receive your prize!"
The 'King' approaches from the other side of the market. People push to get away from his path. He reaches out to grab the jar as soon as he gets vaguely close. "Thank you."
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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.
The scarecrow looks at his savings, less than a single gold's worth. He dips back into the crowd, realizing that despite the million things he wants, there's nothing he can afford.
The person who bought the arm walks past the scarecrow, barely noticing him at all. It's a petite human woman with platinum blonde hair, her crimson gown hiked up a little for easier walking. She turns the tin arm around in her hands, her battered prosthetic arm reflecting in its surface.
He sighs and looks away. He sees something in a dark alley.
He approaches her, looking somewhat unsettled. "That's an interesting purchase. It will take a lot of refitting and tinkering to be a prosthetic, won't it?"
"Yeah, but look at this thing!" She holds it up triumphantly. "It's more than worth it, I'll say."
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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
The Raven Man has roosted all over the market, observing nearly everything
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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...!
The living effigy whips around to see them, then takes a step back, startled. "Of course... wouldn't want to get straw in your eyes..." His own scarlet eyes flick back to the dark corner for a split second.
"we are the Sulagh, and we can help get your soul back" they dont have a mouth, but it sounds like they're putting on a lawyer/used-car-salesman smile
"Nah, I sold it fair and square. Nothing to be done."
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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.
The living effigy whips around to see them, then takes a step back, startled. "Of course... wouldn't want to get straw in your eyes..." His own scarlet eyes flick back to the dark corner for a split second.
"we are the Sulagh, and we can help get your soul back" they dont have a mouth, but it sounds like they're putting on a lawyer/used-car-salesman smile
"Nah, I sold it fair and square. Nothing to be done."
"are you sure? you could put your soul into our comglomeration. you could fly"
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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...!
A horned man in a white robe is in the street outside a red tent. Outside is a notice reading 'Sixtus' Games and Auctions- Enter at your own Risk!'
a few ravens flit outside the red tent, walking towards it with intent
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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...!
The construct doesn't appear to notice it at first, but after a few seconds, he reaches into his coat and pulls out a tab from an aluminum can, polished until it shines. He offers it to the raven, not turning his head to look at it.
It seems he was prepared for this.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
it takes the tab, holding it in one of its talons. "our thanks" it croaks. "you are not living"
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 person who bought the arm walks past the scarecrow, barely noticing him at all. It's a petite human woman with platinum blonde hair, her crimson gown hiked up a little for easier walking. She turns the tin arm around in her hands, her battered prosthetic arm reflecting in its surface.
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
"No, not really" he replies. "But I had a soul once. Traded it for an axe of all things. Good axe, can't use it very well."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sighs and looks away. He sees something in a dark alley.
He approaches her, looking somewhat unsettled. "That's an interesting purchase. It will take a lot of refitting and tinkering to be a prosthetic, won't it?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"a shame. you will not join us then?" several more ravens have begun roosting 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
He shakes his pumpkin head. "I wish I could. I've always had an affinity for birds like you, little black ones. I used to dream about joining you folks in the sky, actually. But I lost my chance." His eyes drift to a dark corner, then linger there.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
a new voice, or rather, cacophony of voices ring out. a humanoid form made entirely of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit flies/walks towards you, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we don't shake your hand"
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
*i must away!*
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 living effigy whips around to see them, then takes a step back, startled. "Of course... wouldn't want to get straw in your eyes..." His own scarlet eyes flick back to the dark corner for a split second.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"we are the Sulagh, and we can help get your soul back" they dont have a mouth, but it sounds like they're putting on a lawyer/used-car-salesman smile
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 bug in a jar is being carried around by a thin creature. The creature is calling out repeatedly, "King of the Fruiting Court! You have won your auction! Please come to receive your prize!"
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.
The 'King' approaches from the other side of the market. People push to get away from his path. He reaches out to grab the jar as soon as he gets vaguely close. "Thank you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yeah, but look at this thing!" She holds it up triumphantly. "It's more than worth it, I'll say."
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
The Raven Man has roosted all over the market, observing nearly everything
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
"Nah, I sold it fair and square. Nothing to be done."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"are you sure? you could put your soul into our comglomeration. you could fly"
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
A horned man in a white robe is in the street outside a red tent. Outside is a notice reading 'Sixtus' Games and Auctions- Enter at your own Risk!'
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a few ravens flit outside the red tent, walking towards it with intent
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
'Ah, hello there. Would you like to watch a game? Make a bet? Or perhaps participate yourself?'
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