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CHARNEL RANCHER When humans are done with their pets, they throw away the best parts... what gives??? The Charnel Rancher's here to show them what they're missing: he hereby vows to form an unfuckwitable herd of man's ex best friends to march through the streets at night and rattle the meatbound straight out of their dreams. As things stand now, a proper herd is still in need of gathering, but the rancher, always a firm believer of avoiding waste, has recycled some partial remains from the back of the local ostrich farm to upgrade himself. With a neck like this, there can certainly be some proper bone jingling! All beginning stats left up to chance to reflect this boner-of-theseus having swapped scavenged parts.
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Charnel Rancher: Crane your cranelike neck, and the head attached to it, through the bars and survey ye jolly dungeon. Give the candy cane bars a small gnaw or two while you're at it. You'd rather give a lick, but you haven't reclaimed any working tongues of late. Then... do a Bugs Bunny dive into the snow pile like it's a rabbit hole. There's surely wonder at the bottom!
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Jan 11, 2024 05:01
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Charnel Rancher: Boggle vacantly at the skylight and picture all the havoc you could get up to together with your own reindeer buddy. Huh? What's that petulent noise slithering its way into your daydream? Oof, get a load at that scuzzy little curmudgeon. And he's still running his mouth, too, seemingly about you. Hmm, well, you suppose he's scary... could be an ally if it comes to such dire measures, but then again, his bite may be worse than his bark. Watch this one. Your other cellmate looks much more agreeable, though. Despite his bones not even looking worthwhile to repurpose should things get messy, the spirit driving them more than makes up for it. You're sure spirit is what animates skeletons. You used to think bones were piloted by a worm located in the skull, but probes into your little friends to verify this proved any annelids to be incidental. (Perhaps they provide some other benefit to the skeletal?) Anyway, toss your bat friend, Visconde de Guano, up to the roof to peek outside. Then snap off a candycane bar, and break it over your kneebone (genuine longhorn patella) to share with your new company. RavenousScoot fucked around with this message at 03:35 on Jan 13, 2024
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Jan 13, 2024 03:29
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... uh oh! Yes! Charnel Rancher It feels like you've been standing with your arm outstretched for two weeks, but it's only been moments. Guess nobody's a fan of peppermint. Toss the segmented candy over your shoulder at the remaining bars and then attempt to open the hatch.
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Jan 27, 2024 06:03
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ToastGhost posted:(Sorry y'all, gotta put this on the back burner for another week or so, busy with a trip I've been planning for a while. Maybe February will bring skeleton love once you learn what's below the hatch!) take your time, my bones will be jingling in anticipation
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Feb 1, 2024 15:12
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 we're backCharnel Rancher, let your flock loose to graze on this glimmering boon of fresh tinsel. All their favorite flavors are here: cherry red plastic garland, crunchy gold tinsel ribbon off-the-roll, lead foil lamettas fluttering through the air... What a gift these sprawling tunnels are! Speaking of, maybe you should take one of these gift boxes in case you need to carry your little friends through any naps if the bone-jingling gets a bit too overwhelming for them. Unbox a present. And let's not be selfish, while the wee ones get their fill, bring some goodie bags to the crew upstairs. Never know when a good bag could come in handy while plundering the endless holiday cheer in the depths below.
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Mar 10, 2024 22:00
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Charnel Rancher, relish your new, showy prosthetic snood, and embrace the chimeric ratite in you. Oh my, what's this? Dan's melody is positively irresistable. You'd surely follow this charming music all the way down to untold depths and into a holly jolly abyss. Unquestioningly following it while it wraps and worms its way through your bones the way Dan's unmatched spirit flows over the ridges of theirs. Surely this is the work of one well-acquainted with their skeletal spirit... how else would they operate a femur flute so skillfully without any lips? 
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Mar 11, 2024 20:47
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ToastGhost posted:First off let me apologize for taking so long. I get absolutely floored by the quality of Scoot's art that I know nothing that follows it can compare. Anyway, onto the game. thank you my homefry  its lots of fun seeing what you and everyone brings together Charnel Rancher scavenge yonder snowman like a vulture. You're not one, but carrion anyway. er uh yeah. That. Wait a moment more and see what our fellow skellies are up to...
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