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)
The vial sits there on your desk, mocking you. Surely it isn’t safe right? I mean, it could easily be something awful. You slump down in your chair. But what if it is real? That would change… everything. This vial, given to you by a hooded stranger, has the potential to alter your life completely. She said that drinking it would change you to be what you wanted most. But how could you take that risk? But still, as it sits in a ray of sunlight you find yourself reaching out to it. You pick it up, the vial warm from the liquid inside. What the hell am I doing? You think to yourself as you unscrew the silver cap. “Here goes nothing.” You say aloud before bringing the small vial to your lips and drinking it. Immediately, you drop it to the floor and it shatters as you grip your throat. God! It burns! I am such an idiot it was probably some sort of pois- Your thought is cut short as the pain fades as quickly as it started. Instead, the feeling is now replaced with a sense of warmth throughout your veins. You shakily walk to the bathroom to see if your throat is okay and stop dead when you see the mirror. Protruding from your head are two horns, short and curved back flatly. You pat your head with your hands to see if you’re not hallucinating and find them exactly where the mirror shows them. You can feel them slowly growing beneath your hands. At the same time, you see similar changes along the rest of your body. You turn to your side and see small wings starting to poke under your shirt. Your ears become more pointed and your mouth grows into an impressive maw as red scales seem to almost flip into existence on your skin. It reaches your legs and you seem to lose the ability to stand as they form, falling onto your hands and knees. Your new tail is starting to get cramped in your pants, but that resolves itself as it tears through the back of them, flopping to the floor. You feel dizzy and at the edge of consciousness, and that warm feeling spreads out more and into your new limbs, helping them grow. After a few minutes of fighting not to pass out, your head begins to clear. You stand up on your strong new legs and look into the mirror, admiring the beautiful red scales covering your new form. As you flex out your wings you think to yourself, Well that’s pretty cool.
Modern day high fantasy campaign with a pinch of sci-fi.
A failing scientist has lost all his funds, just as he was about to make a breakthrough. Suddenly, the BBEG meets with him, saying he’ll give him the money he needs as long as he shares all his discoveries with him. The scientist strongly agrees. Cut to 5 years later, the scientist is about to make their breakthrough, a Time Machine. The party however, breaks into the facility thinking it’s a weapon factory for the BBEG. The Time Machine malfunctions, causing it to pull an entire timeline into ours. Now the party has to deal with rampaging dinosaurs through the city with a very angry scientists seeking vengeance.
The vial sits there on your desk, mocking you. Surely it isn’t safe right? I mean, it could easily be something awful. You slump down in your chair. But what if it is real? That would change… everything. This vial, given to you by a hooded stranger, has the potential to alter your life completely. She said that drinking it would change you to be what you wanted most. But how could you take that risk? But still, as it sits in a ray of sunlight you find yourself reaching out to it. You pick it up, the vial warm from the liquid inside. What the hell am I doing? You think to yourself as you unscrew the silver cap. “Here goes nothing.” You say aloud before bringing the small vial to your lips and drinking it. Immediately, you drop it to the floor and it shatters as you grip your throat. God! It burns! I am such an idiot it was probably some sort of pois- Your thought is cut short as the pain fades as quickly as it started. Instead, the feeling is now replaced with a sense of warmth throughout your veins. You shakily walk to the bathroom to see if your throat is okay and stop dead when you see the mirror. Protruding from your head are two horns, short and curved back flatly. You pat your head with your hands to see if you’re not hallucinating and find them exactly where the mirror shows them. You can feel them slowly growing beneath your hands. At the same time, you see similar changes along the rest of your body. You turn to your side and see small wings starting to poke under your shirt. Your ears become more pointed and your mouth grows into an impressive maw as red scales seem to almost flip into existence on your skin. It reaches your legs and you seem to lose the ability to stand as they form, falling onto your hands and knees. Your new tail is starting to get cramped in your pants, but that resolves itself as it tears through the back of them, flopping to the floor. You feel dizzy and at the edge of consciousness, and that warm feeling spreads out more and into your new limbs, helping them grow. After a few minutes of fighting not to pass out, your head begins to clear. You stand up on your strong new legs and look into the mirror, admiring the beautiful red scales covering your new form. As you flex out your wings you think to yourself, Well that’s pretty cool.
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
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Ella! :D
*hello*
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)
(you know kobold made an emojicon thread where you just do anything with emojis and faces)
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Evil guy with a mustache
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
Hi Nolkiss!!!
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
The vial sits there on your desk, mocking you. Surely it isn’t safe right? I mean, it could easily be something awful. You slump down in your chair. But what if it is real? That would change… everything. This vial, given to you by a hooded stranger, has the potential to alter your life completely. She said that drinking it would change you to be what you wanted most. But how could you take that risk? But still, as it sits in a ray of sunlight you find yourself reaching out to it. You pick it up, the vial warm from the liquid inside. What the hell am I doing? You think to yourself as you unscrew the silver cap. “Here goes nothing.” You say aloud before bringing the small vial to your lips and drinking it. Immediately, you drop it to the floor and it shatters as you grip your throat. God! It burns! I am such an idiot it was probably some sort of pois- Your thought is cut short as the pain fades as quickly as it started. Instead, the feeling is now replaced with a sense of warmth throughout your veins. You shakily walk to the bathroom to see if your throat is okay and stop dead when you see the mirror. Protruding from your head are two horns, short and curved back flatly. You pat your head with your hands to see if you’re not hallucinating and find them exactly where the mirror shows them. You can feel them slowly growing beneath your hands. At the same time, you see similar changes along the rest of your body. You turn to your side and see small wings starting to poke under your shirt. Your ears become more pointed and your mouth grows into an impressive maw as red scales seem to almost flip into existence on your skin. It reaches your legs and you seem to lose the ability to stand as they form, falling onto your hands and knees. Your new tail is starting to get cramped in your pants, but that resolves itself as it tears through the back of them, flopping to the floor. You feel dizzy and at the edge of consciousness, and that warm feeling spreads out more and into your new limbs, helping them grow. After a few minutes of fighting not to pass out, your head begins to clear. You stand up on your strong new legs and look into the mirror, admiring the beautiful red scales covering your new form. As you flex out your wings you think to yourself, Well that’s pretty cool.
ummm... what?
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Yes
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
I dunno, I tried creating a lil story about magically turning into a dragon.
It's amazing! I love playing as a dragonborn sooooo... always loved dragons
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
oh. that makes sense. i like it
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
not too weird I hope, lol
NO I LOVE IT
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
Aww thanks :D
Of course!!!! :b
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
now there is backstory on dragonborns
=)
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
hoi
psychopath ^-^
Hello, there, prospective boyfriend. I have arisen from the Yawning Void of Mimr.
Nice dragon tf story, by the way.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
O.M.G I LOVE LOVE.
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
Modern day high fantasy campaign with a pinch of sci-fi.
A failing scientist has lost all his funds, just as he was about to make a breakthrough. Suddenly, the BBEG meets with him, saying he’ll give him the money he needs as long as he shares all his discoveries with him. The scientist strongly agrees. Cut to 5 years later, the scientist is about to make their breakthrough, a Time Machine. The party however, breaks into the facility thinking it’s a weapon factory for the BBEG. The Time Machine malfunctions, causing it to pull an entire timeline into ours. Now the party has to deal with rampaging dinosaurs through the city with a very angry scientists seeking vengeance.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Oooooo
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)