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.
"Ghost's Blood. Might need to gamble my soul for theirs."
“Y-you sure you’d be willing to do that? Is there another way we can do this? Use my soul instead?”
"It's some of what I do. Just need to find a god that likes cards. Mayyyybe an archdevil."
“I can’t ask you to do that. Use my soul instead.”
"If you wish." She bows her head as far as it can go.
“T-thank you. I would not wish for anyone to be hurt.”
"You need not than me. You offered your soul on the bet, a noble goal!" Her head goes up again, her neck cracking from the sudden change. "Shall we embark now? I have a ship."
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.
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.
*hmm… someone give me three words to base a character off of. Thanksies!*
*Gay. Homosexual. MLM*
*Tho in all seriousness, depressed, old, and hopeful.*
*those first three gave me a fright Sheerly because I would have no idea on how to fit that in to the character unless she was some otherworldly matchmaker. And that would make her even more terrifying.*
*those last three are wonderful, though. Thank you for help!*
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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.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*hmm… someone give me three words to base a character off of. Thanksies!*
*Gay. Homosexual. MLM*
*Tho in all seriousness, depressed, old, and hopeful.*
*those first three gave me a fright Sheerly because I would have no idea on how to fit that in to the character unless she was some otherworldly matchmaker. And that would make her even more terrifying.*
*those last three are wonderful, though. Thank you for help!*
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.
*character for this almost done. Here’s a quote I’m attributing to her.*
”sweetie, do you want my help or not? I can make those men botherin’ ya tavern sleep with the fishes, but you’ll have to stop pickpocketing your guests. No good fortune comes to thieves.”
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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.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*character for this almost done. Here’s a quote I’m attributing to her.*
”sweetie, do you want my help or not? I can make those men botherin’ ya tavern sleep with the fishes, but you’ll have to stop pickpocketing your guests. No good fortune comes to thieves.”
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.
Cammelia Cauhan is a rather strange lady, according to most. Wealthy and healthy, no heir to her fortune. A fortune she found out of thin air. Investing in Dragon Tulips that soon became worth entire houses, pulling weeds from the ground and finding veins of gold buried all around. One of the world’s largest diamonds found its way into her possession out of the blue. And she spends, and she sponsors. By the gods, does she sponsor.
the large woman with rich, dark skin and amber eyes, wearing bracelet after bracelet, necklace after necklace of golden jewelry, walks into the tavern. Bundled in a white fur coat concealing her extravagant magenta bustle dress, gold chains shaping it to her body and a train of pink and gold, adorned with thousands of dove feathers, trail slightly behind her. She clears her throat, taking off her enormous, feathered pink hat and opening her mouth as if to speak with her loud and unshakeable voice. She closes it, smirking after seeing the attention she’s garnered. Following her in are two partially armored guards, armed with short swords instead of spears. She takes a seat at her own table in the corner, ordering a round of drinks for the three of them.
anyone in the area has possibly heard her name and might even recognize her. As she is famous for her generosity, surely she has coins to spare on whatever endeavor others ask her to sponsor and pay for. Or so you have all heard.
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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.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Cammelia Cauhan is a rather strange lady, according to most. Wealthy and healthy, no heir to her fortune. A fortune she found out of thin air. Investing in Dragon Tulips that soon became worth entire houses, pulling weeds from the ground and finding veins of gold buried all around. One of the world’s largest diamonds found its way into her possession out of the blue. And she spends, and she sponsors. By the gods, does she sponsor.
the large woman with rich, dark skin and amber eyes, wearing bracelet after bracelet, necklace after necklace of golden jewelry, walks into the tavern. Bundled in a white fur coat concealing her extravagant magenta bustle dress, gold chains shaping it to her body and a train of pink and gold, adorned with thousands of dove feathers, trail slightly behind her. She clears her throat, taking off her enormous, feathered pink hat and opening her mouth as if to speak with her loud and unshakeable voice. She closes it, smirking after seeing the attention she’s garnered. Following her in are two partially armored guards, armed with short swords instead of spears. She takes a seat at her own table in the corner, ordering a round of drinks for the three of them.
anyone in the area has possibly heard her name and might even recognize her. As she is famous for her generosity, surely she has coins to spare on whatever endeavor others ask her to sponsor and pay for. Or so you have all heard.
a elf, with a red cloak and hood comes up. he puts 3 drinks on the table. "im the bar tender/waiter. is there any thing else i can get for you?" he pulls something from his cloak, but quickly puts it back.
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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.
"Ghost's Blood. Might need to gamble my soul for theirs."
“Y-you sure you’d be willing to do that? Is there another way we can do this? Use my soul instead?”
"It's some of what I do. Just need to find a god that likes cards. Mayyyybe an archdevil."
“I can’t ask you to do that. Use my soul instead.”
"If you wish." She bows her head as far as it can go.
“T-thank you. I would not wish for anyone to be hurt.”
"You need not than me. You offered your soul on the bet, a noble goal!" Her head goes up again, her neck cracking from the sudden change. "Shall we embark now? I have a ship."
“A ship? Like… a boat? Yes. Yes please.”
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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.
Cammelia Cauhan is a rather strange lady, according to most. Wealthy and healthy, no heir to her fortune. A fortune she found out of thin air. Investing in Dragon Tulips that soon became worth entire houses, pulling weeds from the ground and finding veins of gold buried all around. One of the world’s largest diamonds found its way into her possession out of the blue. And she spends, and she sponsors. By the gods, does she sponsor.
the large woman with rich, dark skin and amber eyes, wearing bracelet after bracelet, necklace after necklace of golden jewelry, walks into the tavern. Bundled in a white fur coat concealing her extravagant magenta bustle dress, gold chains shaping it to her body and a train of pink and gold, adorned with thousands of dove feathers, trail slightly behind her. She clears her throat, taking off her enormous, feathered pink hat and opening her mouth as if to speak with her loud and unshakeable voice. She closes it, smirking after seeing the attention she’s garnered. Following her in are two partially armored guards, armed with short swords instead of spears. She takes a seat at her own table in the corner, ordering a round of drinks for the three of them.
anyone in the area has possibly heard her name and might even recognize her. As she is famous for her generosity, surely she has coins to spare on whatever endeavor others ask her to sponsor and pay for. Or so you have all heard.
Stumbling into the inn is a mysterious figure, breathing heavily, covered by a ragged cloak. They shiver and look around, revealing a youthful face, and a bright brown eye, auburn curly hair falling over their freckled nose. The other eye is covered by an eyepatch made out of hard leather, dyed black, the scar peeking out from the bottom of the eyepatch. They wear a suit that may have once been beautiful, but now the color has faded from it, leaving it a bluish gray, tattered and revealing scars covering the person’s arms. They cautiously remove their hood, revealing that their hair is tied into a short ponytail. They stand at about six and a half feet, and the muscles they must have had once have disappeared into pure scraps and bones.
The person seems masculine based on their broad shoulders, but they also seem to present nonbinary. They stumble over to Cammelia, panting, sweat dripping down their face. They frown. “Guards… please… they’re after me… I’ve been running for a long time. I need to make sure they’re not following me still! Please!” Their voice is soft, desperate, the voice of someone insane.
People are starting to stare. The two of them have been attracting a lot of attention-and together, everyone seems to be staring.
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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.
"Ghost's Blood. Might need to gamble my soul for theirs."
“Y-you sure you’d be willing to do that? Is there another way we can do this? Use my soul instead?”
"It's some of what I do. Just need to find a god that likes cards. Mayyyybe an archdevil."
“I can’t ask you to do that. Use my soul instead.”
"If you wish." She bows her head as far as it can go.
“T-thank you. I would not wish for anyone to be hurt.”
"You need not than me. You offered your soul on the bet, a noble goal!" Her head goes up again, her neck cracking from the sudden change. "Shall we embark now? I have a ship."
“A ship? Like… a boat? Yes. Yes please.”
"Yes. It is at the docks." She turns to the child "Should we bring them aboard?"
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.
"Ghost's Blood. Might need to gamble my soul for theirs."
“Y-you sure you’d be willing to do that? Is there another way we can do this? Use my soul instead?”
"It's some of what I do. Just need to find a god that likes cards. Mayyyybe an archdevil."
“I can’t ask you to do that. Use my soul instead.”
"If you wish." She bows her head as far as it can go.
“T-thank you. I would not wish for anyone to be hurt.”
"You need not than me. You offered your soul on the bet, a noble goal!" Her head goes up again, her neck cracking from the sudden change. "Shall we embark now? I have a ship."
“A ship? Like… a boat? Yes. Yes please.”
"Yes. It is at the docks." She turns to the child "Should we bring them aboard?"
“Yes… I don’t want anything to happen to her…”
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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.
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.
"Yes. It is at the docks." She turns to the child "Should we bring them aboard?"
“Yes… I don’t want anything to happen to her…”
She nods "Who shall pick her up?"
“I can.” He says, sighing and grabbing her. “Lead the way.”
She walks a long path past several trees, before she is over at a beach with a deep cyan and blue water, crystalline and near perfect. A large boat is docked at that location.
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.
"Yes. It is at the docks." She turns to the child "Should we bring them aboard?"
“Yes… I don’t want anything to happen to her…”
She nods "Who shall pick her up?"
“I can.” He says, sighing and grabbing her. “Lead the way.”
She walks a long path past several trees, before she is over at a beach with a deep cyan and blue water, crystalline and near perfect. A large boat is docked at that location.
“That’s awful nice.” Conan says, frowning. “You’re a pirate? What makes you want to help me?”
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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.
"Yes. It is at the docks." She turns to the child "Should we bring them aboard?"
“Yes… I don’t want anything to happen to her…”
She nods "Who shall pick her up?"
“I can.” He says, sighing and grabbing her. “Lead the way.”
She walks a long path past several trees, before she is over at a beach with a deep cyan and blue water, crystalline and near perfect. A large boat is docked at that location.
“That’s awful nice.” Conan says, frowning. “You’re a pirate? What makes you want to help me?”
"Children deserve a chance to live. To go down a good path in life. To never have to die before they know themselves. To never have to be all," She gestures to the ship "All this..."
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.
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"If you wish." She bows her head as far as it can go.
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
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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.
“T-thank you. I would not wish for anyone to be hurt.”
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.
"You need not than me. You offered your soul on the bet, a noble goal!" Her head goes up again, her neck cracking from the sudden change. "Shall we embark now? I have a ship."
. ݁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.
*hmm… someone give me three words to base a character off of. Thanksies!*
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.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*Gay. Homosexual. MLM*
*Tho in all seriousness, depressed, old, and hopeful.*
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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.
*those first three gave me a fright Sheerly because I would have no idea on how to fit that in to the character unless she was some otherworldly matchmaker. And that would make her even more terrifying.*
*those last three are wonderful, though. Thank you for help!*
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.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*NGL I read wof dragonslayer a lot recently*
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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.
*character for this almost done. Here’s a quote I’m attributing to her.*
”sweetie, do you want my help or not? I can make those men botherin’ ya tavern sleep with the fishes, but you’ll have to stop pickpocketing your guests. No good fortune comes to thieves.”
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.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*My character would either love or hate her.*
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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.
Cammelia Cauhan is a rather strange lady, according to most. Wealthy and healthy, no heir to her fortune. A fortune she found out of thin air. Investing in Dragon Tulips that soon became worth entire houses, pulling weeds from the ground and finding veins of gold buried all around. One of the world’s largest diamonds found its way into her possession out of the blue. And she spends, and she sponsors. By the gods, does she sponsor.
the large woman with rich, dark skin and amber eyes, wearing bracelet after bracelet, necklace after necklace of golden jewelry, walks into the tavern. Bundled in a white fur coat concealing her extravagant magenta bustle dress, gold chains shaping it to her body and a train of pink and gold, adorned with thousands of dove feathers, trail slightly behind her. She clears her throat, taking off her enormous, feathered pink hat and opening her mouth as if to speak with her loud and unshakeable voice. She closes it, smirking after seeing the attention she’s garnered. Following her in are two partially armored guards, armed with short swords instead of spears. She takes a seat at her own table in the corner, ordering a round of drinks for the three of them.
anyone in the area has possibly heard her name and might even recognize her. As she is famous for her generosity, surely she has coins to spare on whatever endeavor others ask her to sponsor and pay for. Or so you have all heard.
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.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
a elf, with a red cloak and hood comes up. he puts 3 drinks on the table. "im the bar tender/waiter. is there any thing else i can get for you?" he pulls something from his cloak, but quickly puts it back.
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.
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“A ship? Like… a boat? Yes. Yes please.”
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.
Stumbling into the inn is a mysterious figure, breathing heavily, covered by a ragged cloak. They shiver and look around, revealing a youthful face, and a bright brown eye, auburn curly hair falling over their freckled nose. The other eye is covered by an eyepatch made out of hard leather, dyed black, the scar peeking out from the bottom of the eyepatch. They wear a suit that may have once been beautiful, but now the color has faded from it, leaving it a bluish gray, tattered and revealing scars covering the person’s arms. They cautiously remove their hood, revealing that their hair is tied into a short ponytail. They stand at about six and a half feet, and the muscles they must have had once have disappeared into pure scraps and bones.
The person seems masculine based on their broad shoulders, but they also seem to present nonbinary. They stumble over to Cammelia, panting, sweat dripping down their face. They frown. “Guards… please… they’re after me… I’ve been running for a long time. I need to make sure they’re not following me still! Please!” Their voice is soft, desperate, the voice of someone insane.
People are starting to stare. The two of them have been attracting a lot of attention-and together, everyone seems to be staring.
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.
"Yes. It is at the docks." She turns to the child "Should we bring them aboard?"
. ݁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.
“Yes… I don’t want anything to happen to her…”
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.
She nods "Who shall pick her up?"
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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.
“I can.” He says, sighing and grabbing her. “Lead the way.”
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.
She walks a long path past several trees, before she is over at a beach with a deep cyan and blue water, crystalline and near perfect. A large boat is docked at that location.
. ݁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.
“That’s awful nice.” Conan says, frowning. “You’re a pirate? What makes you want to help me?”
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.
"Children deserve a chance to live. To go down a good path in life. To never have to die before they know themselves. To never have to be all," She gestures to the ship "All this..."
. ݁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.