Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
“The needs of a king, nothing to worry about. Simply looking for something, or maybe someone.” He smiles charismatically for a moment.
She tilts her head quizzically. “Am i just socially clueless or was that flirting?”
“I wouldn’t say you are socially clueless.” He says, chuckling, sheathing his stone age shortswords “Have you been to the town?”
She seems a small bit confused at the first thing he says. ”I have not yet, my dear priests and i were on a pilgrimage to find somewhere where we were needed, but we only just arrived and I heard you right as I was entering the town.”
“The needs of a king, nothing to worry about. Simply looking for something, or maybe someone.” He smiles charismatically for a moment.
She tilts her head quizzically. “Am i just socially clueless or was that flirting?”
“I wouldn’t say you are socially clueless.” He says, chuckling, sheathing his stone age shortswords “Have you been to the town?”
She seems a small bit confused at the first thing he says. ”I have not yet, my dear priests and i were on a pilgrimage to find somewhere where we were needed, but we only just arrived and I heard you right as I was entering the town.”
“Ah well, it was nice to have you here, even if I did not need the healing. Thank you dearly. This may be a town you are needed, many would like to have some form of aid, and you are quite good at it.” He says, taking a deep breath “And, I was definitely flirting.”
Grimes is sitting on a park bench, reading his romance books so he can be an even better romantic partner.
Sparrow is just living life these days, doing work, occasionally getting hurt, always looking to find healing before Stroth can worry, eating good food, trying to afford himself and his new family a home.
Thane is still working on building that playground, and has made an extreme amount of progress given the fact he doesn't need to eat, sleep, or take any form of break.
Merabelle has finished her workout, and is at the bar, looking for somebody to love, at her current rate, she hasn't found anyone good enough to be the father of Omori.
Grimes is sitting on a park bench, reading his romance books so he can be an even better romantic partner.
Sparrow is just living life these days, doing work, occasionally getting hurt, always looking to find healing before Stroth can worry, eating good food, trying to afford himself and his new family a home.
Thane is still working on building that playground, and has made an extreme amount of progress given the fact he doesn't need to eat, sleep, or take any form of break.
Merabelle has finished her workout, and is at the bar, looking for somebody to love, at her current rate, she hasn't found anyone good enough to be the father of Omori.
"I... should I..." He thinks for a couple seconds, before putting a gloved paw into his fancy coat. "I guess that's what these parties are for, aren't they? To forget one's status and mingle with people you far above and below your station, and to have fun with the differences that are left. I haven't actually been allowed to attend a magic show before, so I'm curious to see what creates all the joy and awe I keep hearing. I accept your offer." An insight check can be made.
*how fun, wisdom is her dump stat! 14*
(could I have a description for Felix?)
“Wonderful!” She takes Felix’s hand, guiding him through a hallway of grand architecture, next to where the theatre’s back wall would be. She opens a large door, leading to a small staircase. She holds the door for Felix, before following him up the steps to a high balcony, overlooking the grand theatre. The theatre can seat upwards of three thousand, and the stage, with dark red curtains, had just closed on a previous performance. The crowd erupts into applause. ”you know, I’m often the one on that stage, I’ve always loved acting.”
*Imagine him as a white-and-purple ferret halfling. He's short, fat, and built for winter. He also has pink spiral eyes, and waddles in place of regular walking.*
Insight check succeeded. He's hiding his gratitude out of fear. He knows about the rule of reciprocity, and he's afraid that he'll end up trapped or deemed property. He's also holding onto something in his coat that would probably make him an exception to the rule of Hospitality, but she can't tell what it is.
"This place looks incredible. I can't wait to see what kind of show would be considered entertaining in a domain like this."
*Also, gtg!*
*buh bye! I hope we can continue this tomorrow, I’m actually enjoying where this is going*
“You are too kind, I bet you’ll love it.” She says, holding a fake smile. As she turns away to survey the stage, her face changes to a frown of concern, disappointment, and a little bit of anxiousness.
*by the way, random notes, the rippling court and it’s city has like, 1800s level technology and is like, vaguely steampunk*
“The needs of a king, nothing to worry about. Simply looking for something, or maybe someone.” He smiles charismatically for a moment.
She tilts her head quizzically. “Am i just socially clueless or was that flirting?”
“I wouldn’t say you are socially clueless.” He says, chuckling, sheathing his stone age shortswords “Have you been to the town?”
She seems a small bit confused at the first thing he says. ”I have not yet, my dear priests and i were on a pilgrimage to find somewhere where we were needed, but we only just arrived and I heard you right as I was entering the town.”
“Ah well, it was nice to have you here, even if I did not need the healing. Thank you dearly. This may be a town you are needed, many would like to have some form of aid, and you are quite good at it.” He says, taking a deep breath “And, I was definitely flirting.”
“That is wonderful news to Hear!” She pauses for a moment after he confirms her suspicions it was flirting. ”you are too kind, but you wouldn’t be interested in me.”
Grimes is sitting on a park bench, reading his romance books so he can be an even better romantic partner.
Sparrow is just living life these days, doing work, occasionally getting hurt, always looking to find healing before Stroth can worry, eating good food, trying to afford himself and his new family a home.
Thane is still working on building that playground, and has made an extreme amount of progress given the fact he doesn't need to eat, sleep, or take any form of break.
Merabelle has finished her workout, and is at the bar, looking for somebody to love, at her current rate, she hasn't found anyone good enough to be the father of Omori.
Grimes is sitting on a park bench, reading his romance books so he can be an even better romantic partner.
Sparrow is just living life these days, doing work, occasionally getting hurt, always looking to find healing before Stroth can worry, eating good food, trying to afford himself and his new family a home.
Thane is still working on building that playground, and has made an extreme amount of progress given the fact he doesn't need to eat, sleep, or take any form of break.
Merabelle has finished her workout, and is at the bar, looking for somebody to love, at her current rate, she hasn't found anyone good enough to be the father of Omori.
The Herald appears, his mask splattered with blood "What are you reading?"
Arthur waves to Sparrow, grinning. One of his arms is missing.
Stroth waves to him, walking over with a pep in her step.
*Imagine him as a white-and-purple ferret halfling. He's short, fat, and built for winter. He also has pink spiral eyes, and waddles in place of regular walking.*
Insight check succeeded. He's hiding his gratitude out of fear. He knows about the rule of reciprocity, and he's afraid that he'll end up trapped or deemed property. He's also holding onto something in his coat that would probably make him an exception to the rule of Hospitality, but she can't tell what it is.
"This place looks incredible. I can't wait to see what kind of show would be considered entertaining in a domain like this."
*Also, gtg!*
*buh bye! I hope we can continue this tomorrow, I’m actually enjoying where this is going*
“You are too kind, I bet you’ll love it.” She says, holding a fake smile. As she turns away to survey the stage, her face changes to a frown of concern, disappointment, and a little bit of anxiousness.
*by the way, random notes, the rippling court and it’s city has like, 1800s level technology and is like, vaguely steampunk*
His muscles tense as he squeezes the item in his pocket. "Is something wrong?"
“The needs of a king, nothing to worry about. Simply looking for something, or maybe someone.” He smiles charismatically for a moment.
She tilts her head quizzically. “Am i just socially clueless or was that flirting?”
“I wouldn’t say you are socially clueless.” He says, chuckling, sheathing his stone age shortswords “Have you been to the town?”
She seems a small bit confused at the first thing he says. ”I have not yet, my dear priests and i were on a pilgrimage to find somewhere where we were needed, but we only just arrived and I heard you right as I was entering the town.”
“Ah well, it was nice to have you here, even if I did not need the healing. Thank you dearly. This may be a town you are needed, many would like to have some form of aid, and you are quite good at it.” He says, taking a deep breath “And, I was definitely flirting.”
“That is wonderful news to Hear!” She pauses for a moment after he confirms her suspicions it was flirting. ”you are too kind, but you wouldn’t be interested in me.”
“I wouldn’t say I’m kind either. You have little clue what I am interested in, with all due respect.” He says, beginning to walk through the forest, expecting them to follow.
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*would you be fine with continuing the interaction with the Archduchess?*
(sure)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Cut for Arch.*
“The needs of a king, nothing to worry about. Simply looking for something, or maybe someone.” He smiles charismatically for a moment.
She tilts her head quizzically. “Am i just socially clueless or was that flirting?”
*may I please have James, Thane, and the fire goat dude you introed yesterday?*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
“I wouldn’t say you are socially clueless.” He says, chuckling, sheathing his stone age shortswords “Have you been to the town?”
*therapy.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She seems a small bit confused at the first thing he says. ”I have not yet, my dear priests and i were on a pilgrimage to find somewhere where we were needed, but we only just arrived and I heard you right as I was entering the town.”
*I dunno, actually. I'm feeling a little burnt out for some reason, so maybe... Rag.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'd be up for that, if you could find the last post for me.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Ah well, it was nice to have you here, even if I did not need the healing. Thank you dearly. This may be a town you are needed, many would like to have some form of aid, and you are quite good at it.” He says, taking a deep breath “And, I was definitely flirting.”
Felix has just bought a run-down house and is mowing the lawn with one of those antique rotating blade cylinder things.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
James is drinking again, because that’s what he’s always doing when he isn’t doing crime.
Thane is building a playground because that’s what he has been trying to do.
Evan is in a female clothing store, totally just looking around, definitely.
*Of course.*
Rag is practicing with a dummy, slamming his fists against the bag without restraint.
“That is wonderful news to Hear!” She pauses for a moment after he confirms her suspicions it was flirting. ”you are too kind, but you wouldn’t be interested in me.”
The Herald appears, his mask splattered with blood "What are you reading?"
Arthur waves to Sparrow, grinning. One of his arms is missing.
Stroth waves to him, walking over with a pep in her step.
Samaritan nods to her and walks over.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
His muscles tense as he squeezes the item in his pocket. "Is something wrong?"
*As is Felix's home, Honkachu.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I wouldn’t say I’m kind either. You have little clue what I am interested in, with all due respect.” He says, beginning to walk through the forest, expecting them to follow.