Jellybeans

Pythagorean Sunset

Mucus plopped out of Plenchs hair and into his face as he stared at the stranger.

A specter, this stranger with her long legs and loose pants.

"We're not like you."

the girl said, "We're going home."

"I can see that."

Plench grabbed his chunky turds and looked at them.

The pissy liquid marbled around the toilet water and didn't smell like much of anything.

Plench scrubbed his hands and poured some water on his head, the toothpaste stuck in his hair and stuck to the left side of his face.

"I'm going to eat this shit."

Plench called to the stranger and stood up.

"Just get a move on it!"

"Not so fast."

Pythagorean Sunset

Name: Plench Slorpwings
Nickname(s): Chunk
Age:40
Gender: All of the above
Sexuality: All of the above
Height/Weight: 7'8" 1000 pounds
Gang Affiliation(If none, just put N/A): All of the above
5 Personality Traits: Flourishing, Neurotic, Ambivalent, Moody, Brash
Items Equipped at All Times(Up to 5): Eggs, A box of mucus, milk soaked cardboard, fleas and a turnip
Strength: 10
Speed: 1
Experience with Weapons: 2
Mental Intelligence: 2
Endurance: 10

Goth Girl and New to the Club 😃

hiii how chunky are u?

Roses and Daggers - Romance

WhooAa wow interesting I’ll think about this

Pythagorean Sunset

Are you guys still accepting?

George Roleplay

George is crunchy today. His cheeks are slimy and his nose is gyrating. He climbs. He climbs.

Rohokumbo

Shlop Kleplings

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Shlop Kleplings looked at the minuscule newspaper in her hands and felt obese.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her crunchy surroundings. She had always loved idyllic Mongolia with its spilt, stingy slerp. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel obese.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Dregus Drugus. Dregus was a jeaplaeo friend with pink pubes and crispy legs.

Shlop gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a farting, adorable, slug juice drinker with fat pubes and fungal legs. Her friends saw her as a breakable, bumpy bear. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a fried baby flamingo.

But not even a farting person who had once jumped into a river and saved a fried baby flamingo, was prepared for what Dregus had in store today.

The snow flurried like boating maggots, making Shlop hunch over a lot.

As Shlop stepped outside and came closer to Dregus, she could see the quickest glint in his eye.

"I want sand."

George Roleplay

Name: George Georgeker
Age: Georgeteen(haha jk)... 23
Gender: Male
Personality: Aggressive and timid, humble and narcissistic
Occupation: Bartender
History: George grew up an only child to parents George and Georgina. He was born in Florida somewhere. Life was pretty good. His parents were kind and he was always happy. He had a lot of girlfriends in high school. Simple. Easy. He killed his parents and contracted several diseases by the age of 20 then he moved to Chicago to bartend and get away from his past.

George Roleplay

George

Story:

Once upon a time, there was George: an all-encompassing collective and hivemind. Everyone is named George in this universe. No need to even make a character sheet, just jump in, your name is George, you live in Chicago, Illinois. Everyone in Chicago is George here. The bean is even named George bean. Everyone's personality is narcissistic, humble, aggressive and timid. Let's go guys. Let's see how this goes.

Age Of Rising Horrors

Myra

Lapenzan

The fight had been satisfyingly entertaining for Myra, however, she had wished to see more death and blood. It would had been funny if everyone died. She clung to her dragon as she ordered it to fly off away towards Gallowstein City. She hoped to find more fun and trouble to cause. The evil vampires that had joined really interested her. They seemed to know how to have fun and had some great ambitions. She hoped she could perhaps find them there.