Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
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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.
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*Hello*
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
*hi*
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
*hi*
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
*hi?*
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
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.
The Air Vent Bros are exploring the ship
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The Knight wanders past and notices one of them, then waves.
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
'Ah hey there! How long ya been on the ship?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
The knight signs to them, "Since last time we went to Hallownest"
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
The spear Master nods vigorously.
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 takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
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.
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
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.
'Hallownest? What's that?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"My home. Where we are going next on this ship"
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
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.
'What's it like there?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"Dark. Lots of bugs. Some mushrooms."
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
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.
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
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.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
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.