"I will protect you for those three days, at the end on the third day, it stops, unless you have gotten them to me"
"aye, that should be fine. by then the gang should all be in the dungeons."
"Or dead, I prefer dead, especially when it comes to gangs."
"now why would they be dead?"
"Me"
"oh I don't know, I think the guards should handle it. they are after all, the law."
"Yet they fail at find me"
an urchin runs by. then another one. a third runs in the opposite direction. they seem to have definite purposes.
"And duty calls"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Winter rages outside, a blizzard whipping up outside the town. A skink priest, the small lizardfolk she is, holds a torch close to her body so that she does not freeze completely. Following her are half a dozen larger lizardfolk, armed with cudgels and throwing stones. She chants in celestial as she trudges through the snow, finding a point where a large hill emerges from the landscape, still covered in white.
her staff, adorned with feathers and glittering gemstones, is planted into the ground on the hill. With a sigh, she shivers as she holds the torch to the staff, and it catches fire. The ground shakes and the wind in a 120 ft. Area around them stills, clouds dissipating. Light shines through the night sky onto the little patch of earth, and a frog’s croak echoes through the night, piercing the air.
snow melts and earth crumbles, revealing a Goliath-sized, bloated, great green toad-thing sitting, crosslegged, on a throne of stone and gold. Frozen solid and coated in sheets of ice, it shifts to one side, ice cracking around it. It’s skin is covered in black lined tattoos, and on its head rests an enormous stone crown half the size of it’s bulbous head.
it speaks, slowly thawing out, looking to the Skink priest.
”I HAVE UNCOVERED THE NEXT NINE STEPS IN THE GREAT PLAN. BRING ME THE CELESTIAL CALENDAR. WHAT YEAR IS IT?”
*that's ominous*
*why, thank you! That’s my speciality.*
*what's the great plan?*
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"I will protect you for those three days, at the end on the third day, it stops, unless you have gotten them to me"
"aye, that should be fine. by then the gang should all be in the dungeons."
"Or dead, I prefer dead, especially when it comes to gangs."
"now why would they be dead?"
"Me"
"oh I don't know, I think the guards should handle it. they are after all, the law."
"Yet they fail at find me"
an urchin runs by. then another one. a third runs in the opposite direction. they seem to have definite purposes.
"And duty calls"
"I dont hear anything."
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"I will protect you for those three days, at the end on the third day, it stops, unless you have gotten them to me"
"aye, that should be fine. by then the gang should all be in the dungeons."
"Or dead, I prefer dead, especially when it comes to gangs."
"now why would they be dead?"
"Me"
"oh I don't know, I think the guards should handle it. they are after all, the law."
"Yet they fail at find me"
an urchin runs by. then another one. a third runs in the opposite direction. they seem to have definite purposes.
"And duty calls"
"I dont hear anything."
"Duty ain't physical"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Winter rages outside, a blizzard whipping up outside the town. A skink priest, the small lizardfolk she is, holds a torch close to her body so that she does not freeze completely. Following her are half a dozen larger lizardfolk, armed with cudgels and throwing stones. She chants in celestial as she trudges through the snow, finding a point where a large hill emerges from the landscape, still covered in white.
her staff, adorned with feathers and glittering gemstones, is planted into the ground on the hill. With a sigh, she shivers as she holds the torch to the staff, and it catches fire. The ground shakes and the wind in a 120 ft. Area around them stills, clouds dissipating. Light shines through the night sky onto the little patch of earth, and a frog’s croak echoes through the night, piercing the air.
snow melts and earth crumbles, revealing a Goliath-sized, bloated, great green toad-thing sitting, crosslegged, on a throne of stone and gold. Frozen solid and coated in sheets of ice, it shifts to one side, ice cracking around it. It’s skin is covered in black lined tattoos, and on its head rests an enormous stone crown half the size of it’s bulbous head.
it speaks, slowly thawing out, looking to the Skink priest.
”I HAVE UNCOVERED THE NEXT NINE STEPS IN THE GREAT PLAN. BRING ME THE CELESTIAL CALENDAR. WHAT YEAR IS IT?”
*that's ominous*
*why, thank you! That’s my speciality.*
*what's the great plan?*
*well, you may very well just have to ask the Giant Toad Lady.*
*but I’ll tell ya a bit, it’s the plots and decrees of a small pantheon of Lizard gods who have since left in an attempt to get their followers to accomplish their goals.*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Winter rages outside, a blizzard whipping up outside the town. A skink priest, the small lizardfolk she is, holds a torch close to her body so that she does not freeze completely. Following her are half a dozen larger lizardfolk, armed with cudgels and throwing stones. She chants in celestial as she trudges through the snow, finding a point where a large hill emerges from the landscape, still covered in white.
her staff, adorned with feathers and glittering gemstones, is planted into the ground on the hill. With a sigh, she shivers as she holds the torch to the staff, and it catches fire. The ground shakes and the wind in a 120 ft. Area around them stills, clouds dissipating. Light shines through the night sky onto the little patch of earth, and a frog’s croak echoes through the night, piercing the air.
snow melts and earth crumbles, revealing a Goliath-sized, bloated, great green toad-thing sitting, crosslegged, on a throne of stone and gold. Frozen solid and coated in sheets of ice, it shifts to one side, ice cracking around it. It’s skin is covered in black lined tattoos, and on its head rests an enormous stone crown half the size of it’s bulbous head.
it speaks, slowly thawing out, looking to the Skink priest.
”I HAVE UNCOVERED THE NEXT NINE STEPS IN THE GREAT PLAN. BRING ME THE CELESTIAL CALENDAR. WHAT YEAR IS IT?”
*that's ominous*
*why, thank you! That’s my speciality.*
*what's the great plan?*
*well, you may very well just have to ask the Giant Toad Lady.*
*but I’ll tell ya a bit, it’s the plots and decrees of a small pantheon of Lizard gods who have since left in an attempt to get their followers to accomplish their goals.*
*oh that's cool. also, are you actually Mrs. Claus?*
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Winter rages outside, a blizzard whipping up outside the town. A skink priest, the small lizardfolk she is, holds a torch close to her body so that she does not freeze completely. Following her are half a dozen larger lizardfolk, armed with cudgels and throwing stones. She chants in celestial as she trudges through the snow, finding a point where a large hill emerges from the landscape, still covered in white.
her staff, adorned with feathers and glittering gemstones, is planted into the ground on the hill. With a sigh, she shivers as she holds the torch to the staff, and it catches fire. The ground shakes and the wind in a 120 ft. Area around them stills, clouds dissipating. Light shines through the night sky onto the little patch of earth, and a frog’s croak echoes through the night, piercing the air.
snow melts and earth crumbles, revealing a Goliath-sized, bloated, great green toad-thing sitting, crosslegged, on a throne of stone and gold. Frozen solid and coated in sheets of ice, it shifts to one side, ice cracking around it. It’s skin is covered in black lined tattoos, and on its head rests an enormous stone crown half the size of it’s bulbous head.
it speaks, slowly thawing out, looking to the Skink priest.
”I HAVE UNCOVERED THE NEXT NINE STEPS IN THE GREAT PLAN. BRING ME THE CELESTIAL CALENDAR. WHAT YEAR IS IT?”
*that's ominous*
*why, thank you! That’s my speciality.*
*what's the great plan?*
*well, you may very well just have to ask the Giant Toad Lady.*
*but I’ll tell ya a bit, it’s the plots and decrees of a small pantheon of Lizard gods who have since left in an attempt to get their followers to accomplish their goals.*
*oh that's cool. also, are you actually Mrs. Claus?*
*in the faerie flesh(?)!*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Winter rages outside, a blizzard whipping up outside the town. A skink priest, the small lizardfolk she is, holds a torch close to her body so that she does not freeze completely. Following her are half a dozen larger lizardfolk, armed with cudgels and throwing stones. She chants in celestial as she trudges through the snow, finding a point where a large hill emerges from the landscape, still covered in white.
her staff, adorned with feathers and glittering gemstones, is planted into the ground on the hill. With a sigh, she shivers as she holds the torch to the staff, and it catches fire. The ground shakes and the wind in a 120 ft. Area around them stills, clouds dissipating. Light shines through the night sky onto the little patch of earth, and a frog’s croak echoes through the night, piercing the air.
snow melts and earth crumbles, revealing a Goliath-sized, bloated, great green toad-thing sitting, crosslegged, on a throne of stone and gold. Frozen solid and coated in sheets of ice, it shifts to one side, ice cracking around it. It’s skin is covered in black lined tattoos, and on its head rests an enormous stone crown half the size of it’s bulbous head.
it speaks, slowly thawing out, looking to the Skink priest.
”I HAVE UNCOVERED THE NEXT NINE STEPS IN THE GREAT PLAN. BRING ME THE CELESTIAL CALENDAR. WHAT YEAR IS IT?”
*that's ominous*
*why, thank you! That’s my speciality.*
*what's the great plan?*
*well, you may very well just have to ask the Giant Toad Lady.*
*but I’ll tell ya a bit, it’s the plots and decrees of a small pantheon of Lizard gods who have since left in an attempt to get their followers to accomplish their goals.*
*oh that's cool. also, are you actually Mrs. Claus?*
*in the faerie flesh(?)!*
*Arch is the most mysterious out of all of the people here, and when new users appear, they are sacrificed to Arch
They are also wonderful person!*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Winter rages outside, a blizzard whipping up outside the town. A skink priest, the small lizardfolk she is, holds a torch close to her body so that she does not freeze completely. Following her are half a dozen larger lizardfolk, armed with cudgels and throwing stones. She chants in celestial as she trudges through the snow, finding a point where a large hill emerges from the landscape, still covered in white.
her staff, adorned with feathers and glittering gemstones, is planted into the ground on the hill. With a sigh, she shivers as she holds the torch to the staff, and it catches fire. The ground shakes and the wind in a 120 ft. Area around them stills, clouds dissipating. Light shines through the night sky onto the little patch of earth, and a frog’s croak echoes through the night, piercing the air.
snow melts and earth crumbles, revealing a Goliath-sized, bloated, great green toad-thing sitting, crosslegged, on a throne of stone and gold. Frozen solid and coated in sheets of ice, it shifts to one side, ice cracking around it. It’s skin is covered in black lined tattoos, and on its head rests an enormous stone crown half the size of it’s bulbous head.
it speaks, slowly thawing out, looking to the Skink priest.
”I HAVE UNCOVERED THE NEXT NINE STEPS IN THE GREAT PLAN. BRING ME THE CELESTIAL CALENDAR. WHAT YEAR IS IT?”
*that's ominous*
*why, thank you! That’s my speciality.*
*what's the great plan?*
*well, you may very well just have to ask the Giant Toad Lady.*
*but I’ll tell ya a bit, it’s the plots and decrees of a small pantheon of Lizard gods who have since left in an attempt to get their followers to accomplish their goals.*
*oh that's cool. also, are you actually Mrs. Claus?*
*in the faerie flesh(?)!*
*Arch is the most mysterious out of all of the people here, and when new users appear, they are sacrificed to Arch
They are also wonderful person!*
*oh okay, makes sense I guess*
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
*I don't think I can keep rping rn. I might be able to stay on DDB*
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Winter rages outside, a blizzard whipping up outside the town. A skink priest, the small lizardfolk she is, holds a torch close to her body so that she does not freeze completely. Following her are half a dozen larger lizardfolk, armed with cudgels and throwing stones. She chants in celestial as she trudges through the snow, finding a point where a large hill emerges from the landscape, still covered in white.
her staff, adorned with feathers and glittering gemstones, is planted into the ground on the hill. With a sigh, she shivers as she holds the torch to the staff, and it catches fire. The ground shakes and the wind in a 120 ft. Area around them stills, clouds dissipating. Light shines through the night sky onto the little patch of earth, and a frog’s croak echoes through the night, piercing the air.
snow melts and earth crumbles, revealing a Goliath-sized, bloated, great green toad-thing sitting, crosslegged, on a throne of stone and gold. Frozen solid and coated in sheets of ice, it shifts to one side, ice cracking around it. It’s skin is covered in black lined tattoos, and on its head rests an enormous stone crown half the size of it’s bulbous head.
it speaks, slowly thawing out, looking to the Skink priest.
”I HAVE UNCOVERED THE NEXT NINE STEPS IN THE GREAT PLAN. BRING ME THE CELESTIAL CALENDAR. WHAT YEAR IS IT?”
*that's ominous*
*why, thank you! That’s my speciality.*
*what's the great plan?*
*well, you may very well just have to ask the Giant Toad Lady.*
*but I’ll tell ya a bit, it’s the plots and decrees of a small pantheon of Lizard gods who have since left in an attempt to get their followers to accomplish their goals.*
*oh that's cool. also, are you actually Mrs. Claus?*
*in the faerie flesh(?)!*
*Arch is the most mysterious out of all of the people here, and when new users appear, they are sacrificed to Arch
They are also wonderful person!*
*oh okay, makes sense I guess*
*It doesn't, and that's half the joy of it
And, may I ask, what pronouns should I use when referring to you, Foalin?*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A figure is crouched over something in an alleyway out of the sight of passersby’s they seem to be eating something
"whatcha eating?" asks a little boy in the shadows who is extremely pale
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THE ALT OF FOALIN you can call me Fay, or make something up. "No doubt I'll tire of this eventually, but for now... I am content." -Murtagh if you are bored, go watch SAO(it's amazing) extended sig(hint, click) :3
A figure is crouched over something in an alleyway out of the sight of passersby’s they seem to be eating something
"whatcha eating?" asks a little boy in the shadows who is extremely pale
The figure stands revealing a human corpse beneath them as they turn red blood flowing down their black scaly maw and they grab a great axe from the ground and growl
A figure is crouched over something in an alleyway out of the sight of passersby’s they seem to be eating something
watching from the roof is a elf. And with him is some kin of winged beast. He and the wing beast leaps down.
*is it okay if I attack the figure?
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
"And duty calls"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*what's the great plan?*
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
"I dont hear anything."
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
"Duty ain't physical"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*well, you may very well just have to ask the Giant Toad Lady.*
*but I’ll tell ya a bit, it’s the plots and decrees of a small pantheon of Lizard gods who have since left in an attempt to get their followers to accomplish their goals.*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"then how are you hearing it?"
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
*oh that's cool. also, are you actually Mrs. Claus?*
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
"I'm seeing it"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"but I thought it wasn't physical"
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
"Gah! I give up!"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*in the faerie flesh(?)!*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*Arch is the most mysterious out of all of the people here, and when new users appear, they are sacrificed to Arch
They are also wonderful person!*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*oh okay, makes sense I guess*
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
*I don't think I can keep rping rn. I might be able to stay on DDB*
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
*It doesn't, and that's half the joy of it
And, may I ask, what pronouns should I use when referring to you, Foalin?*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A figure is crouched over something in an alleyway out of the sight of passersby’s they seem to be eating something
"whatcha eating?" asks a little boy in the shadows who is extremely pale
THE ALT OF FOALIN
you can call me Fay, or make something up.
"No doubt I'll tire of this eventually, but for now... I am content." -Murtagh
if you are bored, go watch SAO(it's amazing)
extended sig(hint, click) :3
The figure stands revealing a human corpse beneath them as they turn red blood flowing down their black scaly maw and they grab a great axe from the ground and growl
watching from the roof is a elf. And with him is some kin of winged beast. He and the wing beast leaps down.
*is it okay if I attack the figure?
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/3153-extended-signature-thread?page=20&srsltid=AfmBOooRkd7DyJ7F_a6PnbfKQ69VPiDjZJBdpetul5PJfECJVllwp_YO
*Sure*