Argus is eating a burger covered in a ton of ketchup in the cafeteria
Paint person came out of their room earlier that day to take a shower. Now, they’re back at it. It seems that the FPC will only let them do their thing in their room.
A tall pale boy with shards of ice in his hair, a new arrival presumably, is walking through the hallway.
The extremely tall kid walked over, towereing over everyone by a lot, his glowing purple eyes obscured by his bangs, and the purple lines wreathing his skin pulsing faintly, "could i... sit here? im new and well..."
*Argus isn’t new, but if you meant the ice kid, then we could do that. Argus works though.*
*no, my character is new. not yours*
*OH I THOUGHT HE SAID AS WELL SORRY*
Argus smiles. “Anyone can sit with me! But I do get into a lot of trouble…”
the tall kid shrugged "not that big of a deal, and thanks" he sat down (with a bit of difficulty)
“I’m Argus! Who are you?”
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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.
Argus is eating a burger covered in a ton of ketchup in the cafeteria
Paint person came out of their room earlier that day to take a shower. Now, they’re back at it. It seems that the FPC will only let them do their thing in their room.
A tall pale boy with shards of ice in his hair, a new arrival presumably, is walking through the hallway.
The extremely tall kid walked over, towereing over everyone by a lot, his glowing purple eyes obscured by his bangs, and the purple lines wreathing his skin pulsing faintly, "could i... sit here? im new and well..."
*Argus isn’t new, but if you meant the ice kid, then we could do that. Argus works though.*
*no, my character is new. not yours*
*OH I THOUGHT HE SAID AS WELL SORRY*
Argus smiles. “Anyone can sit with me! But I do get into a lot of trouble…”
the tall kid shrugged "not that big of a deal, and thanks" he sat down (with a bit of difficulty)
“I’m Argus! Who are you?”
"names endon." he began eating, his movemts awkward as he tried not to bump argus with his elbow, his bangs shifting just enough to let a bit of purple light from his eyes out
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
Argus is eating a burger covered in a ton of ketchup in the cafeteria
Paint person came out of their room earlier that day to take a shower. Now, they’re back at it. It seems that the FPC will only let them do their thing in their room.
A tall pale boy with shards of ice in his hair, a new arrival presumably, is walking through the hallway.
The extremely tall kid walked over, towereing over everyone by a lot, his glowing purple eyes obscured by his bangs, and the purple lines wreathing his skin pulsing faintly, "could i... sit here? im new and well..."
*Argus isn’t new, but if you meant the ice kid, then we could do that. Argus works though.*
*no, my character is new. not yours*
*OH I THOUGHT HE SAID AS WELL SORRY*
Argus smiles. “Anyone can sit with me! But I do get into a lot of trouble…”
the tall kid shrugged "not that big of a deal, and thanks" he sat down (with a bit of difficulty)
“I’m Argus! Who are you?”
"names endon." he began eating, his movemts awkward as he tried not to bump argus with his elbow, his bangs shifting just enough to let a bit of purple light from his eyes out
“Your eyes are cool! Why are everyone’s eyes so cool except mine? Mine are lameeeeee.”
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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.
Argus is eating a burger covered in a ton of ketchup in the cafeteria
Paint person came out of their room earlier that day to take a shower. Now, they’re back at it. It seems that the FPC will only let them do their thing in their room.
A tall pale boy with shards of ice in his hair, a new arrival presumably, is walking through the hallway.
The extremely tall kid walked over, towereing over everyone by a lot, his glowing purple eyes obscured by his bangs, and the purple lines wreathing his skin pulsing faintly, "could i... sit here? im new and well..."
*Argus isn’t new, but if you meant the ice kid, then we could do that. Argus works though.*
*no, my character is new. not yours*
*OH I THOUGHT HE SAID AS WELL SORRY*
Argus smiles. “Anyone can sit with me! But I do get into a lot of trouble…”
the tall kid shrugged "not that big of a deal, and thanks" he sat down (with a bit of difficulty)
“I’m Argus! Who are you?”
"names endon." he began eating, his movemts awkward as he tried not to bump argus with his elbow, his bangs shifting just enough to let a bit of purple light from his eyes out
“Your eyes are cool! Why are everyone’s eyes so cool except mine? Mine are lameeeeee.”
endon froze, then adjusted his bangs to cover his eyes again "no idea. what can you do?"
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
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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)
A new girl is sitting in the library. There is a quite large, bright green fox draping itself around her shoulders.
Chloe has stopped talking to Kane and has wandered over to her. “Hi!”
She looks up. "Hiya. Hope that doofus didn't bother you too much." She gestures to Kane with a smirk.
“He’s fine. Wait, do you know him?” She’s curiously looking at the girl, not quite understanding.
"For a year or so, yeah. We became friends after my power manifested." The green fox makes a yipping noise and looks up. "Leo here randomly appeared one day, then I met Kane the next."
“Oh wow. I don’t know anyone here from beforehand. How long’ve you been here anyways? Also, may I pet Leo?”
"As long as Kane has. We were both on the run, I guess you could say." She smiles. "And yes, you can pet Leo." The fox slips off the girl's shoulders and onto the floor, getting up sluggishly.
“Aww! Ok, thanks.” She reaches down and strokes his fur gently. “You say on the run. From what?”
Leo is very warm and fluffy. He pants happily. The girl stands up. "The FPC, of course. Although, it was more me running and Kane following along. He doesn't really care."
Chloe looks up in shock. “If you were running from this, why are you here now?”
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
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 would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
Argus is eating a burger covered in a ton of ketchup in the cafeteria
Paint person came out of their room earlier that day to take a shower. Now, they’re back at it. It seems that the FPC will only let them do their thing in their room.
A tall pale boy with shards of ice in his hair, a new arrival presumably, is walking through the hallway.
The extremely tall kid walked over, towereing over everyone by a lot, his glowing purple eyes obscured by his bangs, and the purple lines wreathing his skin pulsing faintly, "could i... sit here? im new and well..."
*Argus isn’t new, but if you meant the ice kid, then we could do that. Argus works though.*
*no, my character is new. not yours*
*OH I THOUGHT HE SAID AS WELL SORRY*
Argus smiles. “Anyone can sit with me! But I do get into a lot of trouble…”
the tall kid shrugged "not that big of a deal, and thanks" he sat down (with a bit of difficulty)
“I’m Argus! Who are you?”
"names endon." he began eating, his movemts awkward as he tried not to bump argus with his elbow, his bangs shifting just enough to let a bit of purple light from his eyes out
“Your eyes are cool! Why are everyone’s eyes so cool except mine? Mine are lameeeeee.”
endon froze, then adjusted his bangs to cover his eyes again "no idea. what can you do?"
“Uhhhhhh illusions!”
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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 would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
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 would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
*Tara, I think we picked similar powers.*
*portals?*
*I said mine was manipulation of physics/spacetime around me, so being able to bend distances and stuff like that, so yes, kinda teleportation.*
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
"Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
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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)
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
*Tara, I think we picked similar powers.*
*portals?*
*I said mine was manipulation of physics/spacetime around me, so being able to bend distances and stuff like that, so yes, kinda teleportation.*
*Damn. But can you feed someone to a shark only partially?*
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 would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
"Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
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 would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
"Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
"Damn. And what do ya do?"
"Right now?" He looks at the cover of his magazine. "Sports illustrated. In an hour, I dunno"
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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)
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
"Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
"Damn. And what do ya do?"
"Right now?" He looks at the cover of his magazine. "Sports illustrated. In an hour, I dunno"
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 would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
"Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
"Damn. And what do ya do?"
"Right now?" He looks at the cover of his magazine. "Sports illustrated. In an hour, I dunno"
"Okayyy... what's yur power I mean?"
"Currently nothing." He rolls his eyes. "And it'll stay that way until Jackie lets me." He practically spits out Jackie's name. Whoever she is, he must not like her very much.
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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)
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
"Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
"Damn. And what do ya do?"
"Right now?" He looks at the cover of his magazine. "Sports illustrated. In an hour, I dunno"
"Okayyy... what's yur power I mean?"
"Currently nothing." He rolls his eyes. "And it'll stay that way until Jackie lets me." He practically spits out Jackie's name. Whoever she is, he must not like her very much.
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 would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
*Tara, I think we picked similar powers.*
*portals?*
*I said mine was manipulation of physics/spacetime around me, so being able to bend distances and stuff like that, so yes, kinda teleportation.*
*Damn. But can you feed someone to a shark only partially?*
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin* The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
"Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
"Damn. And what do ya do?"
"Right now?" He looks at the cover of his magazine. "Sports illustrated. In an hour, I dunno"
"Okayyy... what's yur power I mean?"
"Currently nothing." He rolls his eyes. "And it'll stay that way until Jackie lets me." He practically spits out Jackie's name. Whoever she is, he must not like her very much.
"That yer mom or...?"
"No." he frowns. "She's my alter. Or technically, since she's the 'core', I'm her alter." He does finger quotes on the word core.
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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)
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“I’m Argus! Who are you?”
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.
"names endon." he began eating, his movemts awkward as he tried not to bump argus with his elbow, his bangs shifting just enough to let a bit of purple light from his eyes out
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
“Your eyes are cool! Why are everyone’s eyes so cool except mine? Mine are lameeeeee.”
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.
endon froze, then adjusted his bangs to cover his eyes again "no idea. what can you do?"
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin*
The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open
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)
Chloe looks up in shock. “If you were running from this, why are you here now?”
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"
. ݁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.
*Tara, I think we picked similar powers.*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...“Uhhhhhh illusions!”
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.
*portals?*
. ݁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.
*I said mine was manipulation of physics/spacetime around me, so being able to bend distances and stuff like that, so yes, kinda teleportation.*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta..."Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.
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)
*Damn. But can you feed someone to a shark only partially?*
. ݁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.
"Damn. And what do ya do?"
. ݁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.
"Right now?" He looks at the cover of his magazine. "Sports illustrated. In an hour, I dunno"
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)
"Okayyy... what's yur power I mean?"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
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.
"Currently nothing." He rolls his eyes. "And it'll stay that way until Jackie lets me." He practically spits out Jackie's name. Whoever she is, he must not like her very much.
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)
"That yer mom or...?"
. ݁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.
*In theory, yes!*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta..."No." he frowns. "She's my alter. Or technically, since she's the 'core', I'm her alter." He does finger quotes on the word core.
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)