Judd Harley-Egbert
@groggyTarragon
He/him. Clothworker. Knight of Space. I like weaponry. (PFP by littleradioperson)
Your name is JUDD HARLEY-EGBERT. Yes, that combination of names does mean what you think it does. You are REALLY FUCKING TIRED of answering questions about your parentage. In fact, you are REALLY FUCKING TIRED in general. Your hobbies include SLEEPING among a pile of your HANDCRAFTED PLUSHIES. Several of them have been pulled apart and sewn together in strange forms, creating TWISTED IRONIC MOCKERIES of the SQUIDDLES you fell asleep to as a child. Most of them look like PERFECTLY NORMAL SQUIDDLES. When you are not asleep or sewing, you are often HARANGUED CEASELESSLY by your family and friends. To deter them, you have ironically enlisted your sister's aid to make an AUTONOMOUS DEFENSIVE TURRET aimed directly at your door. It detects anyone walking through and fires a barrage of NERF DARTS to annoy them away. You pride yourself on the poetic justice of this creative solution. Unfortunately, it is currently glitching, and cannot discern someone entering from someone leaving. You are TRAPPED IN YOUR ROOM until it runs out of ammo. Normally, this would be fine, but you have a very important meeting at the local cafe. You really want to impress your cool new hipster friends with your POIGNANT SLAM POETRY. You must escape somehow! What will you do? #incest
Rolled over in bed to check chittr. None of you are funny. It actually defies belief how stupid this is. I'm going back to sleep. #incest
D --> #equiusvault Number 1: Linguist's Knife D --> Status: Gifted D --> My most recent completed creation, I made this knife as a gift for one of my maids D --> It is a leaf-bladed dagger with a pattern-welded damascus metal designed to resemble a feather D --> The handle is golden with a pommel shaped as a pen nib D --> The sheath is made of a black obsidian material, designed to resemble an ink-well, and it is enchanted with a direct conn%ion to my place of power, allowing them to draw on its reserves D --> It is to act as a charging station of sorts for the dagger, with which I etched an array of magical spells tied to linguistic concepts D --> Writing the word in the air with the end of the blade, with the proper intent, causes a variety of effects D --> For instance, write Fire, and you will conjure fire- words with the same meaning such as flame, pyro, inferno, et cetera, will cause the same effect D --> I shall not describe in detail all spells contained therein, as the intent was for the person receiving it to discover for themselves all the spells, and given it was a recent creation I doubt they have discovered all of the effects yet themselves- I would hate to spoil them on any of the more esoteric ones I thought up
Why the fuck are trolls hating my posts. I have been told many times that you dont care about this kind of thing. Are non-incestuous trolls considered weird freaks on alternia? #incest #muchtoconsider
THE TROLLS HATING ON INCEST ARE JUST TRYING TO FIT IN WITH THE HUMANS. PATHETIC
There are a lot of daves here, which is cool. People say i take after him, partly because i'm also a knight who uses swordkind. Except mine is cooler because it's made out of stars. Just saying. #incest
wait. test. #incest
The typing quirk does not tag, i have to do it manually. Fan fucking tastic.
Humans have hangups about this kind of thing. I have to tag the fact that i exist. It's annoying. #incest
Apparently my entire existence needs to be tagged on this hellsite. Joy. At least the typing quirk thing makes that easy. #incest
~hovv many birth defects do you have
are you an ecto-baby, or did one of your parents actually have the equipment to carry you?
The latter. By the time they had me, it had become pretty easy for them. And in advance, ask however many questions you want. It's nice when the asker actually wants to know the answer and isn't just judging you. #incest
Your name is JUDD HARLEY-EGBERT. Yes, that combination of names does mean what you think it does. You are REALLY FUCKING TIRED of answering questions about your parentage. In fact, you are REALLY FUCKING TIRED in general. Your hobbies include SLEEPING among a pile of your HANDCRAFTED PLUSHIES. Several of them have been pulled apart and sewn together in strange forms, creating TWISTED IRONIC MOCKERIES of the SQUIDDLES you fell asleep to as a child. Most of them look like PERFECTLY NORMAL SQUIDDLES. When you are not asleep or sewing, you are often HARANGUED CEASELESSLY by your family and friends. To deter them, you have ironically enlisted your sister's aid to make an AUTONOMOUS DEFENSIVE TURRET aimed directly at your door. It detects anyone walking through and fires a barrage of NERF DARTS to annoy them away. You pride yourself on the poetic justice of this creative solution. Unfortunately, it is currently glitching, and cannot discern someone entering from someone leaving. You are TRAPPED IN YOUR ROOM until it runs out of ammo. Normally, this would be fine, but you have a very important meeting at the local cafe. You really want to impress your cool new hipster friends with your POIGNANT SLAM POETRY. You must escape somehow! What will you do? #incest