One of the Air Vent Bros is going to fetch pizza for his bros, and is wandering the food court
A purple slugcat with a bulging tail covered in white rings, with needles emerging from them, scampers around the food court, looking longingly at the food.
'Hey there, ya want something?'
The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro cautiously, nodding.
'There's plenty food in that garbage can over there. Some of it will be warm'
The slugcat waddles over to the garbage can, and begins rummaging around, tossing out discarded pizza crusts, apple cores, or whatever advanced cuisine they have here, before eventually waddling back over disappointedly.
'Ok, you're a fussy one. Go on, then.' The young man hands him a piece of pizza
The slugcat grabs a needle from it's tail, which extends to the length of a spear and cautiously pokes the pizza, before looking sad. The slugcat scratches into the ground 'No mouth no eat this only eat live food with needle'
'Well, Mister Slugcat, ya can't eat me. I don't know, if ya want live food, they might have lobsters in the kitchen stores or something?'. The guy takes back the pizza slice and eats it. 'Waste not, want not'
'Lobster?' The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro curiously.
'Ya know. Like if a fish and a cockroach had a kid together. Crazy expensive, and they keep them live before they cook them. Ya want live animals to eat, that's ya best bet'
'Help steal?' The slugcat grips it's needle tightly.
'I don't know, I don't wanna get thrown off the ship. I could... give ya directions though?'
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
One of the Air Vent Bros is going to fetch pizza for his bros, and is wandering the food court
A purple slugcat with a bulging tail covered in white rings, with needles emerging from them, scampers around the food court, looking longingly at the food.
'Hey there, ya want something?'
The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro cautiously, nodding.
'There's plenty food in that garbage can over there. Some of it will be warm'
The slugcat waddles over to the garbage can, and begins rummaging around, tossing out discarded pizza crusts, apple cores, or whatever advanced cuisine they have here, before eventually waddling back over disappointedly.
'Ok, you're a fussy one. Go on, then.' The young man hands him a piece of pizza
The slugcat grabs a needle from it's tail, which extends to the length of a spear and cautiously pokes the pizza, before looking sad. The slugcat scratches into the ground 'No mouth no eat this only eat live food with needle'
'Well, Mister Slugcat, ya can't eat me. I don't know, if ya want live food, they might have lobsters in the kitchen stores or something?'. The guy takes back the pizza slice and eats it. 'Waste not, want not'
'Lobster?' The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro curiously.
'Ya know. Like if a fish and a cockroach had a kid together. Crazy expensive, and they keep them live before they cook them. Ya want live animals to eat, that's ya best bet'
'Help steal?' The slugcat grips it's needle tightly.
'I don't know, I don't wanna get thrown off the ship. I could... give ya directions though?'
'It will be fine. Stab witnesses!'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
One of the Air Vent Bros is going to fetch pizza for his bros, and is wandering the food court
A purple slugcat with a bulging tail covered in white rings, with needles emerging from them, scampers around the food court, looking longingly at the food.
'Hey there, ya want something?'
The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro cautiously, nodding.
'There's plenty food in that garbage can over there. Some of it will be warm'
The slugcat waddles over to the garbage can, and begins rummaging around, tossing out discarded pizza crusts, apple cores, or whatever advanced cuisine they have here, before eventually waddling back over disappointedly.
'Ok, you're a fussy one. Go on, then.' The young man hands him a piece of pizza
The slugcat grabs a needle from it's tail, which extends to the length of a spear and cautiously pokes the pizza, before looking sad. The slugcat scratches into the ground 'No mouth no eat this only eat live food with needle'
'Well, Mister Slugcat, ya can't eat me. I don't know, if ya want live food, they might have lobsters in the kitchen stores or something?'. The guy takes back the pizza slice and eats it. 'Waste not, want not'
'Lobster?' The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro curiously.
'Ya know. Like if a fish and a cockroach had a kid together. Crazy expensive, and they keep them live before they cook them. Ya want live animals to eat, that's ya best bet'
'Help steal?' The slugcat grips it's needle tightly.
'I don't know, I don't wanna get thrown off the ship. I could... give ya directions though?'
'It will be fine. Stab witnesses!'
'I don't really feel comfortable with murder, ya know.'
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
One of the Air Vent Bros is going to fetch pizza for his bros, and is wandering the food court
A purple slugcat with a bulging tail covered in white rings, with needles emerging from them, scampers around the food court, looking longingly at the food.
'Hey there, ya want something?'
The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro cautiously, nodding.
'There's plenty food in that garbage can over there. Some of it will be warm'
The slugcat waddles over to the garbage can, and begins rummaging around, tossing out discarded pizza crusts, apple cores, or whatever advanced cuisine they have here, before eventually waddling back over disappointedly.
'Ok, you're a fussy one. Go on, then.' The young man hands him a piece of pizza
The slugcat grabs a needle from it's tail, which extends to the length of a spear and cautiously pokes the pizza, before looking sad. The slugcat scratches into the ground 'No mouth no eat this only eat live food with needle'
'Well, Mister Slugcat, ya can't eat me. I don't know, if ya want live food, they might have lobsters in the kitchen stores or something?'. The guy takes back the pizza slice and eats it. 'Waste not, want not'
'Lobster?' The slugcat looks up at the Air Vent Bro curiously.
'Ya know. Like if a fish and a cockroach had a kid together. Crazy expensive, and they keep them live before they cook them. Ya want live animals to eat, that's ya best bet'
'Help steal?' The slugcat grips it's needle tightly.
'I don't know, I don't wanna get thrown off the ship. I could... give ya directions though?'
'It will be fine. Stab witnesses!'
'I don't really feel comfortable with murder, ya know.'
'That is life! Murder or die.'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
'Murder or die? I don't know, maybe for an obligate carnivore then ya right? But that's not me. What about bugs, can ya eat them?'
'Yes! Bugs! Eat bugs!'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
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...!
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
'Murder or die? I don't know, maybe for an obligate carnivore then ya right? But that's not me. What about bugs, can ya eat them?'
'Yes! Bugs! Eat bugs!'
'Ok, that's better. Deeper in the ship, ya find giant mahoosive cockroaches. That's what ya want'
'Alright! Feast on bugs!'
If the slugcat had a mouth, the Air Vent Bro thinks it would be smiling.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Scurvy Dave is wandering the halls of the ship like he owns the place, gun and sword on his hips
A purple slugcat is prowling through the halls, a long needle clutched in one hand, with a small organic tube connecting it to it's bulbous tail.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Scurvy Dave is wandering the halls of the ship like he owns the place, gun and sword on his hips
A purple slugcat is prowling through the halls, a long needle clutched in one hand, with a small organic tube connecting it to it's bulbous tail.
the ghostly pirate regards the creature strangely
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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...!
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*afternoon. considering being the black knight from Monty Python and the holy grail.*
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Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
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'I don't know, I don't wanna get thrown off the ship. I could... give ya directions though?'
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*Sher!*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
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'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
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'It will be fine. Stab witnesses!'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'I don't really feel comfortable with murder, ya know.'
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“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
'That is life! Murder or die.'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
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*quote chain cut for Gonzalo*
'Murder or die? I don't know, maybe for an obligate carnivore then ya right? But that's not me. What about bugs, can ya eat them?'
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'Yes! Bugs! Eat bugs!'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'Ok, that's better. Deeper in the ship, ya find giant mahoosive cockroaches. That's what ya want'
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Scurvy Dave is wandering the halls of the ship like he owns the place, gun and sword on his hips
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
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
'Alright! Feast on bugs!'
If the slugcat had a mouth, the Air Vent Bro thinks it would be smiling.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A purple slugcat is prowling through the halls, a long needle clutched in one hand, with a small organic tube connecting it to it's bulbous tail.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
the ghostly pirate regards the creature strangely
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
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
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“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
'How did ya even get on the ship, lil guy? Ya kinda cute, but I bet they don't like venomous slug cats here, health and safety and all'
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*afternoon. considering being the black knight from Monty Python and the holy grail.*
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.