*2.5: If you play a creature on the auction list please i beg you don't make it weird. The existence of this market does lie in the moral gray area, as most fey dealings do, but let's be responsible about it, okay? You're allowed to be serious, but we are here just to play a game.
You mean weird like in the not DBB appropriate way, right? We can make it weird, but child friendly, right?*
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
So thinks Lago Hill, as he walks through the streets staring wistfully. After seeing what he has seen-after knowing what he knows, he cannot look at the market in the same way. But he walks.
The lanterns shine brightly, illuminating Lago’s pale face. He brushes a hand through his deep midnight blue hair and the sapphire eyes that make him recognizable flash around. He hates seeing the market like this. But he walks.
Lago sighs and stares at the captured beasts. He flips a coin in his hand, a simple penny, and then heads to the bar.
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
So thinks Lago Hill, as he walks through the streets staring wistfully. After seeing what he has seen-after knowing what he knows, he cannot look at the market in the same way. But he walks.
The lanterns shine brightly, illuminating Lago’s pale face. He brushes a hand through his deep midnight blue hair and the sapphire eyes that make him recognizable flash around. He hates seeing the market like this. But he walks.
Lago sighs and stares at the captured beasts. He flips a coin in his hand, a simple penny, and then heads to the bar.
*rat?*
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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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
So thinks Lago Hill, as he walks through the streets staring wistfully. After seeing what he has seen-after knowing what he knows, he cannot look at the market in the same way. But he walks.
The lanterns shine brightly, illuminating Lago’s pale face. He brushes a hand through his deep midnight blue hair and the sapphire eyes that make him recognizable flash around. He hates seeing the market like this. But he walks.
Lago sighs and stares at the captured beasts. He flips a coin in his hand, a simple penny, and then heads to the bar.
*rat?*
*no rat, maybe later*
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
So thinks Lago Hill, as he walks through the streets staring wistfully. After seeing what he has seen-after knowing what he knows, he cannot look at the market in the same way. But he walks.
The lanterns shine brightly, illuminating Lago’s pale face. He brushes a hand through his deep midnight blue hair and the sapphire eyes that make him recognizable flash around. He hates seeing the market like this. But he walks.
Lago sighs and stares at the captured beasts. He flips a coin in his hand, a simple penny, and then heads to the bar.
As he leaves, an entity of some sort follows him. A... dark wind. Something that can't be ignored, but can't be seen.
So thinks Lago Hill, as he walks through the streets staring wistfully. After seeing what he has seen-after knowing what he knows, he cannot look at the market in the same way. But he walks.
The lanterns shine brightly, illuminating Lago’s pale face. He brushes a hand through his deep midnight blue hair and the sapphire eyes that make him recognizable flash around. He hates seeing the market like this. But he walks.
Lago sighs and stares at the captured beasts. He flips a coin in his hand, a simple penny, and then heads to the bar.
As he leaves, an entity of some sort follows him. A... dark wind. Something that can't be ignored, but can't be seen.
"Could you spare some for me?"
Lago nods, sighing. “I’m not sure what you mean, but I can spare anything. What would you like?”
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
* i feel really bad for letting a lot of things die*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Entering the market a small, fluffy man dressed in a hybrid of chef's whites and an occultist's protective garb. He immediately sits down on a bench, looking sleepy.
Second Phase of Capatin_Crunch, returned from the dead as a Lich. Still the Tele-Visionary, Pawless Wizard, King of madness, Infinite Fractal, FBI, Archmage of I CAST... !, and everything else.
Still Lawful Evil
Still Rampaging through life
Still Holds the Evil Storyteller Badge of No Honor
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*Indeed.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
The market is beautiful tonight…
So thinks Lago Hill, as he walks through the streets staring wistfully. After seeing what he has seen-after knowing what he knows, he cannot look at the market in the same way. But he walks.
The lanterns shine brightly, illuminating Lago’s pale face. He brushes a hand through his deep midnight blue hair and the sapphire eyes that make him recognizable flash around. He hates seeing the market like this. But he walks.
Lago sighs and stares at the captured beasts. He flips a coin in his hand, a simple penny, and then heads to the bar.
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*rat?*
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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*no rat, maybe later*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
As he leaves, an entity of some sort follows him. A... dark wind. Something that can't be ignored, but can't be seen.
"Could you spare some for me?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Lago nods, sighing. “I’m not sure what you mean, but I can spare anything. What would you like?”
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
The cold air warms up around Lago as the wind circles, creating a little flurry of melting snowflakes.
"A body, please. As long as it's vacant, I'm not picky."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
* i feel really bad for letting a lot of things die*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Most of them should come back, don't worry Fry*
Hello! Call me Tana or 타나
My pronouns are Any/All/BOC
I will always support you. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, SuperDog, and Foalin.
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans, and a Pansexual pancake
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] = [roll][roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
*Is Crimis Eev*
*Is time to bring out*
*The floofs*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Not the floofs!*
Hello! Call me Tana or 타나
My pronouns are Any/All/BOC
I will always support you. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, SuperDog, and Foalin.
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans, and a Pansexual pancake
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] = [roll][roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Entering the market a small, fluffy man dressed in a hybrid of chef's whites and an occultist's protective garb. He immediately sits down on a bench, looking sleepy.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hewwo*
Second Phase of Capatin_Crunch, returned from the dead as a Lich. Still the Tele-Visionary, Pawless Wizard, King of madness, Infinite Fractal, FBI, Archmage of I CAST... !, and everything else.
Still Lawful Evil
Still Rampaging through life
Still Holds the Evil Storyteller Badge of No Honor