#dargonisramblingagain

[a-dargon]

some of the best advice my dad has given me is that if a skill seems like the coolest thing ever that you would love to learn but that you are nowhere near cool, or talented, or young enough to be able to do, that's probably a sign that you definitely absolutely need to learn to do it.

[the-looney-bin]

>D&D OC rp account!

dividers by @honeyluvsw

My name is Loon, and I work under Sir Brightsworn as a knight-in-training (wizard) for the Sunshower Church. I am fairly new to both this website and squirehood. Please send me birds.

(OOC) No NSFW, please. Other than that, go nuts! asks, reblogs, OOC, in roleplay, whatever! Loon is for all.

also, as a warning: Loon's hyperfixation is birds, but I know next to nothing about birds in real life. keep your expectations low.

my main is @a-dargon

This is for a D&D campaign created and run by @sproutinoid

FELLOW PARTY MEMBERS:

@doomed-suri (Suri/@tangerine-marshmallow) - our druid

@definitely-a-tiefling (Oleander/@indigoisaspookyghost) - our fighter

@cannibblee (Vee/@salmon-doesthings) - our cleric

(more to come, possibly!)

TAGS (WIP):

#loonatic ramblings- in character roleplay. If no tags are put and nothing like OOC is actually in the post, assume it is in character as well.

(placeholder for asks tag)

#ooc- out of character

#finch campaign- anything story or campaign related. don't know when/ if I'll ever use this.

REF SHEET! fanart is 100% allowed and welcomed, just be sure to tag either my main or this blog

[a-dargon]

yall wanna know what this absolute ASSHOLE @indigoisaspookyghost did???

Ok so I was on call with him to just chill and talk for a while cause we hadn’t seen eachother in a bit. I was in a bit of a bad mood, and it was showing a little in my tone (I was much less chipper than usual). Indigo asked if I was ok, I explained what was going on, and he was like ah gotcha, lmk if there’s anything I can do. I was like nahh it’s alright i’m just a little grumpy right now, whatever. Conversation moved on, and this motherfucker asked me if I like oranges, to which I said yes, and they started talking about this really good batch of oranges they got. Conversation moved on again to talking about elementary. Then, out of nowhere, it’s just like be back in ten minutes and leaves the call. TEN MINUTES LATER I GET A TEXT saying “look outside” and GUESS WHAT I FIND ON MY GODDAMNED PORCH. A tub FULL OF COOKIES and an orange. IT IS ELEVEN PM WHERE I AM. THIS MOTHERFUCKER (who had to get a RIDE to do this by the way) got up at ELEVEN PM to bring me cookies and an orange. (This orange was labeled for my convenience btw)

God damn you, you considerate asshole. Fuck allll the way off.

[a-dargon]

bad story idea: monster who tries to catch their victims by setting up all the classic pitfalls of horror movies hunting a person with bad OCD who has seen way too many horror movies

[a-dargon]

[a-dargon]

Hello this is pixel I’m stinky and @indigoisaspookyghost is the best person ever forevr

[a-dargon]

Here’s to hoping that our problems will be different next year (and maybe even less sucky!)

[a-dargon]

one benefit of shaky hands:

any single bit I need to do where I need to appear the slightest bit unhinged? +10 buff