Fyre (can't get the diacritic! nooooo!) is walking through Spring, thinking while offhandedly looking for something to steal.
Matthias is in Winter, sipping a coffee while talking to Yuki.
A teenaged girl pokes her head out of the long grass nearby. How she hid with her bright blue-and-purple hair Fyre can't tell. (art below)
Erlok appears from his office for the first time in about 3 days, glancing Matthias' way.
*Whoa, cool art!*
Fyre leaps up in surprise as he spots the girl --- "What the (GP)?" Once he calms himself, he turns to her: "Just what are you doing, spying on me?"
"Spying?" The girl's face is the picture of innocence. "Neeko did not spy on strange man. Neeko observed!" She sounds rather happy with herself.
"Neeko, eh?" Fyre chuckles, grinning. "So why were you observing me, then?"
"Because Neeko thinks you look suspicious!" She replies, bouncing on the balls of her feet, with a massive grin on her face. Her tail wraps round her legs in a playful fashion.
"And why would Neeko think I look suspicious?" he asks. "I haven't done anything wrong...yet." He says the last part to himself --- she doesn't look suspicious to him, but you never know.
"Hmm. Well, you just have a suspicious look about you! Also, one of Neeko's friends said you had 'Criminal intent', but Neeko doesn't know what that means." Neeko taps her chin thoughtfully.
Fyre laughs. "I have a feeling I know who this friend of yours is. I'll be having a chat with him about spying on me..."
"But Neeko, I get the feeling that you don't spend your days 'observing' people like me. What do you do? Enlighten me. Let's take a walk."
*I will have to leave in a few minutes, EJO, just to let you know*
*me too lol*
Neeko follows him, rather enthusiastic. "I'm a gardener! Of the spring meadows, and Sam's gardens too."
"A gardener? So all this---" Fyre gestures around--- "was your work? A very impressive job. But where are your parents, young one? Shouldn't they be around here?"
Neeko scratches her chin. "Neeko doesn't know why they would need to be."
"Who watches over you, then?" Fyre begins to devise a plan as he speaks.
*MWAHAHAHA*
"Neeko watches over herself!" She replies, sounding a bit uncertain, as if she hadn't really considered this before.
*heheheehe i like this plan*
"Interesting." Fyre ponders for a moment, scratching his muzzle. "Young one, would you like to help me with some...tasks? Your stealth could come in handy in...completing these...tasks."
*I'm super sorry I've gotta go out of nowhere but I'll hopefully be back soon*
"Tasks?" Neeko sounds interested and also cautious.
*Cya*
"Have you ever wanted something glorious? Something more than...this?"
Neeko thinks for a few seconds. "No, not really. Neeko likes gardening for Sam."
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
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I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. extended sig
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
Fyre face-palms --- this girl might be an excellent thief, but he can't quite tell her --- for risk of her running to Omi. "To be rich, Neeko," he says, then bids her farewell. His plan will come to fruition soon --- he just has to play his cards right.
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I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. extended sig
I ask around, "Anything interesting happening right now?
Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, high-pitched voice ---- but is it speaking in your head? You can't tell, but it seems to emanate from everywhere, giving you slight chills up your spine. "Hello! What are you doing?"
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
Fyre face-palms --- this girl might be an excellent thief, but he can't quite tell her --- for risk of her running to Omi. "To be rich, Neeko," he says, then bids her farewell. His plan will come to fruition soon --- he just has to play his cards right.
Neeko stands there, looking confused. Then, once Fyre is out of earshot, Ryze appears, fading out of invisibility. "Not quite." He mutters. "Make sure you run into him again, Neeko. Omi needs to tie up all the... loose ends."
Neeko nods doubtfully, then becomes a butterfly, and flaps off.
I ask around, "Anything interesting happening right now?
Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, high-pitched voice ---- but is it speaking in your head? You can't tell, but it seems to emanate from everywhere, giving you slight chills up your spine. "Hello! What are you doing?"
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
"A job? No! I'm just wondering what you're doing here. I'm waiting for a friend, you see," the voice continues, and then you spot the source --- a short brown rabbit *looks like a Halfling/Harengon mix*, too short to be seen above the table. He pulls up a chair. "So who are you, friend? And where'd you get that fine cat?"
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I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. extended sig
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
Fyre face-palms --- this girl might be an excellent thief, but he can't quite tell her --- for risk of her running to Omi. "To be rich, Neeko," he says, then bids her farewell. His plan will come to fruition soon --- he just has to play his cards right.
Neeko stands there, looking confused. Then, once Fyre is out of earshot, Ryze appears, fading out of invisibility. "Not quite." He mutters. "Make sure you run into him again, Neeko. Omi needs to tie up all the... loose ends."
Neeko nods doubtfully, then becomes a butterfly, and flaps off.
*uh-oh lol*
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I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. extended sig
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
Fyre face-palms --- this girl might be an excellent thief, but he can't quite tell her --- for risk of her running to Omi. "To be rich, Neeko," he says, then bids her farewell. His plan will come to fruition soon --- he just has to play his cards right.
Neeko stands there, looking confused. Then, once Fyre is out of earshot, Ryze appears, fading out of invisibility. "Not quite." He mutters. "Make sure you run into him again, Neeko. Omi needs to tie up all the... loose ends."
Neeko nods doubtfully, then becomes a butterfly, and flaps off.
*uh-oh lol*
*uh-oh indeed. Neeko might mess things up though. She's not one of Omi's lot, and she's also a very free spirit who doesn't take being ordered around very well. RP with someone else?*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
I ask around, "Anything interesting happening right now?
Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, high-pitched voice ---- but is it speaking in your head? You can't tell, but it seems to emanate from everywhere, giving you slight chills up your spine. "Hello! What are you doing?"
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
"A job? No! I'm just wondering what you're doing here. I'm waiting for a friend, you see," the voice continues, and then you spot the source --- a short brown rabbit *looks like a Halfling/Harengon mix*, too short to be seen above the table. He pulls up a chair. "So who are you, friend? And where'd you get that fine cat?"
I scratch my head, "They were an ally of mine, used to be a druid, but they...got transformed permanently, I'm trying to find a way to bring them back to their original form. They don't seem to remember anything about themself, just that they had a bond with me in the past." "Well, how're you doing?" I take another sip of coffee. I raise my head and think for a moment, "Do you know where I can get iron around here?"
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
Fyre face-palms --- this girl might be an excellent thief, but he can't quite tell her --- for risk of her running to Omi. "To be rich, Neeko," he says, then bids her farewell. His plan will come to fruition soon --- he just has to play his cards right.
Neeko stands there, looking confused. Then, once Fyre is out of earshot, Ryze appears, fading out of invisibility. "Not quite." He mutters. "Make sure you run into him again, Neeko. Omi needs to tie up all the... loose ends."
Neeko nods doubtfully, then becomes a butterfly, and flaps off.
*uh-oh lol*
*uh-oh indeed. Neeko might mess things up though. She's not one of Omi's lot, and she's also a very free spirit who doesn't take being ordered around very well. RP with someone else?*
*Mayhaps a bit later. I've got some things on my plate right now.*
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I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. extended sig
I ask around, "Anything interesting happening right now?
Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, high-pitched voice ---- but is it speaking in your head? You can't tell, but it seems to emanate from everywhere, giving you slight chills up your spine. "Hello! What are you doing?"
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
"A job? No! I'm just wondering what you're doing here. I'm waiting for a friend, you see," the voice continues, and then you spot the source --- a short brown rabbit *looks like a Halfling/Harengon mix*, too short to be seen above the table. He pulls up a chair. "So who are you, friend? And where'd you get that fine cat?"
I scratch my head, "They were an ally of mine, used to be a druid, but they...got transformed permanently, I'm trying to find a way to bring them back to their original form. They don't seem to remember anything about themself, just that they had a bond with me in the past." "Well, how're you doing?" I take another sip of coffee. I raise my head and think for a moment, "Do you know where I can get iron around here?"
"Iron? And I'm doing well, thank you," the creature replies, rather scatterbrained. "Iron, though...for what purpose might you need it?"
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I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. extended sig
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
Fyre face-palms --- this girl might be an excellent thief, but he can't quite tell her --- for risk of her running to Omi. "To be rich, Neeko," he says, then bids her farewell. His plan will come to fruition soon --- he just has to play his cards right.
Neeko stands there, looking confused. Then, once Fyre is out of earshot, Ryze appears, fading out of invisibility. "Not quite." He mutters. "Make sure you run into him again, Neeko. Omi needs to tie up all the... loose ends."
Neeko nods doubtfully, then becomes a butterfly, and flaps off.
*uh-oh lol*
*uh-oh indeed. Neeko might mess things up though. She's not one of Omi's lot, and she's also a very free spirit who doesn't take being ordered around very well. RP with someone else?*
*Mayhaps a bit later. I've got some things on my plate right now.*
*kk*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
I ask around, "Anything interesting happening right now?
Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, high-pitched voice ---- but is it speaking in your head? You can't tell, but it seems to emanate from everywhere, giving you slight chills up your spine. "Hello! What are you doing?"
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
"A job? No! I'm just wondering what you're doing here. I'm waiting for a friend, you see," the voice continues, and then you spot the source --- a short brown rabbit *looks like a Halfling/Harengon mix*, too short to be seen above the table. He pulls up a chair. "So who are you, friend? And where'd you get that fine cat?"
I scratch my head, "They were an ally of mine, used to be a druid, but they...got transformed permanently, I'm trying to find a way to bring them back to their original form. They don't seem to remember anything about themself, just that they had a bond with me in the past." "Well, how're you doing?" I take another sip of coffee. I raise my head and think for a moment, "Do you know where I can get iron around here?"
"Iron? And I'm doing well, thank you," the creature replies, rather scatterbrained. "Iron, though...for what purpose might you need it?"
"I like making things, I am a dwarf after all." I hit my chest lightly once with pride, and gulp down the rest of the coffee with no care for the burns it will cause me.
I ask around, "Anything interesting happening right now?
Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, high-pitched voice ---- but is it speaking in your head? You can't tell, but it seems to emanate from everywhere, giving you slight chills up your spine. "Hello! What are you doing?"
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
"A job? No! I'm just wondering what you're doing here. I'm waiting for a friend, you see," the voice continues, and then you spot the source --- a short brown rabbit *looks like a Halfling/Harengon mix*, too short to be seen above the table. He pulls up a chair. "So who are you, friend? And where'd you get that fine cat?"
I scratch my head, "They were an ally of mine, used to be a druid, but they...got transformed permanently, I'm trying to find a way to bring them back to their original form. They don't seem to remember anything about themself, just that they had a bond with me in the past." "Well, how're you doing?" I take another sip of coffee. I raise my head and think for a moment, "Do you know where I can get iron around here?"
"Iron? And I'm doing well, thank you," the creature replies, rather scatterbrained. "Iron, though...for what purpose might you need it?"
"I like making things, I am a dwarf after all." I hit my chest lightly once with pride, and gulp down the rest of the coffee with no care for the burns it will cause me.
"I'm not sure. If you'd give me a few days, I could find somewhere, but right now...well, that's an interesting request." Matthias shrugs, then motions for a waiter. "Coffee, please," he'll say to them. "With plenty of milk and sugar."
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I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. extended sig
I ask around, "Anything interesting happening right now?
Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, high-pitched voice ---- but is it speaking in your head? You can't tell, but it seems to emanate from everywhere, giving you slight chills up your spine. "Hello! What are you doing?"
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
"A job? No! I'm just wondering what you're doing here. I'm waiting for a friend, you see," the voice continues, and then you spot the source --- a short brown rabbit *looks like a Halfling/Harengon mix*, too short to be seen above the table. He pulls up a chair. "So who are you, friend? And where'd you get that fine cat?"
I scratch my head, "They were an ally of mine, used to be a druid, but they...got transformed permanently, I'm trying to find a way to bring them back to their original form. They don't seem to remember anything about themself, just that they had a bond with me in the past." "Well, how're you doing?" I take another sip of coffee. I raise my head and think for a moment, "Do you know where I can get iron around here?"
"Iron? And I'm doing well, thank you," the creature replies, rather scatterbrained. "Iron, though...for what purpose might you need it?"
"I like making things, I am a dwarf after all." I hit my chest lightly once with pride, and gulp down the rest of the coffee with no care for the burns it will cause me.
"I'm not sure. If you'd give me a few days, I could find somewhere, but right now...well, that's an interesting request." Matthias shrugs, then motions for a waiter. "Coffee, please," he'll say to them. "With plenty of milk and sugar."
"hm? Why is it an interesting request?"
I also try to order to the waiter, "May I get a black coffee?"
Neeko thinks for a few seconds. "No, not really. Neeko likes gardening for Sam."
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*SNIPPY SNIP*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*Bet.*
Fyre tries again --- "No gems or gold to adorn this place? Nothing to allow you to live in the lap of luxury?" The words roll of his tongue as smooth as milk, as he twists his honeyed phrases to win this wonder over to his side.
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
extended sig
"What does 'Luck-sure-ay' mean? Neeko has not heard this word before." Neeko looks more confused than ever.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*aw, I got ignored by the voice*
WELP
Why do soooo many people hate this font :(
Fyre face-palms --- this girl might be an excellent thief, but he can't quite tell her --- for risk of her running to Omi. "To be rich, Neeko," he says, then bids her farewell. His plan will come to fruition soon --- he just has to play his cards right.
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
extended sig
*HEY WES! I COMMAND YOU T`O NOT IGNORE THIS PERSON!*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
I cast the light spell and give it to my cat (in the shape of a red yarn ball), I talk outloud with a small whisper. "Hey, Who are you? Do you have a job for me?"
WELP
Why do soooo many people hate this font :(
Neeko stands there, looking confused. Then, once Fyre is out of earshot, Ryze appears, fading out of invisibility. "Not quite." He mutters. "Make sure you run into him again, Neeko. Omi needs to tie up all the... loose ends."
Neeko nods doubtfully, then becomes a butterfly, and flaps off.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
"A job? No! I'm just wondering what you're doing here. I'm waiting for a friend, you see," the voice continues, and then you spot the source --- a short brown rabbit *looks like a Halfling/Harengon mix*, too short to be seen above the table. He pulls up a chair. "So who are you, friend? And where'd you get that fine cat?"
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
extended sig
*uh-oh lol*
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
extended sig
*uh-oh indeed. Neeko might mess things up though. She's not one of Omi's lot, and she's also a very free spirit who doesn't take being ordered around very well. RP with someone else?*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
I scratch my head, "They were an ally of mine, used to be a druid, but they...got transformed permanently, I'm trying to find a way to bring them back to their original form. They don't seem to remember anything about themself, just that they had a bond with me in the past."
"Well, how're you doing?" I take another sip of coffee. I raise my head and think for a moment, "Do you know where I can get iron around here?"
WELP
Why do soooo many people hate this font :(
*I swear to god Wes...*
*/jk*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*Mayhaps a bit later. I've got some things on my plate right now.*
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
extended sig
"Iron? And I'm doing well, thank you," the creature replies, rather scatterbrained. "Iron, though...for what purpose might you need it?"
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
extended sig
*kk*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
"I like making things, I am a dwarf after all." I hit my chest lightly once with pride, and gulp down the rest of the coffee with no care for the burns it will cause me.
WELP
Why do soooo many people hate this font :(
"I'm not sure. If you'd give me a few days, I could find somewhere, but right now...well, that's an interesting request." Matthias shrugs, then motions for a waiter. "Coffee, please," he'll say to them. "With plenty of milk and sugar."
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff--and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
extended sig
"hm? Why is it an interesting request?"
I also try to order to the waiter, "May I get a black coffee?"
WELP
Why do soooo many people hate this font :(