Franz is selling various flavors of jelly, with a sign explaining that this is to support his educational stories, songs, and shows. Coffee, mayhaw, mango, blueberry, apple, strawberry, banana, everything, some of them free-standing, some of them in jars. He's made an okay amount of money, given the incredibly low prices he's selling the gelatinous treats for.
Felix is still dead.
Vanilla is interested in what Franz is selling. He has a basket in one hand and is just buying an absurd amount of jelly.
Franz seems happy, but slightly concerned. "Are you sure you want that much jelly? Eating too much sweet stuff can be bad for you." He has a slow, deliberate, gentle voice, as though speaking to a child.
Franz is selling various flavors of jelly, with a sign explaining that this is to support his educational stories, songs, and shows. Coffee, mayhaw, mango, blueberry, apple, strawberry, banana, everything, some of them free-standing, some of them in jars. He's made an okay amount of money, given the incredibly low prices he's selling the gelatinous treats for.
Felix is still dead.
Vanilla is interested in what Franz is selling. He has a basket in one hand and is just buying an absurd amount of jelly.
Franz seems happy, but slightly concerned. "Are you sure you want that much jelly? Eating too much sweet stuff can be bad for you." He has a slow, deliberate, gentle voice, as though speaking to a child.
Vanilla doesn’t care about Franz’ tone, though even just by appearances Vanilla looks like an older teenager.
”I’m sure. All of it…” he keeps adding more jars of jelly to his basket. “How much is each one?”
*Had Felix visited Omi, he would have learned that, yes, the note written in while they were in his home was real, and would kill Felix, the details above of Cyvus' death were incorrect. Omi would have told him that Cyvus had not yet died, and that Felix had the option to have Omi burn both of the pages detailing Cyvus' death. He would have learned that this would prevent the death of Cyvus, as well as Felix. Had Felix been selfish, only Felix would have lived. If Cyvus lived again, he would not remember felix, and would attempt, if he, in his own life, unaffected by the note, to become friends with him. This would let the relationship spark, if there was any, come naturally. He would know all of this, and be faced with a decision, but with the knowledge that the Cyvus he knew was not the real Cyvus.*
*Felix absolutely was planning on apologizing after he cooled off, more because he valued his friends' happiness than because of any guilt. He didn't care about Cyvus in particular, but in his eyes hurting a person is hurting a person, even if that person was kind of annoying.*
*Although I have to ask, what is your opinion on Felix? I can't tell if you like him or dislike him.*
"The only one who gets off on violence here is you."
*got any other characters you want to use since the Saphuno one's finished?*
"No problem." Rio smiles kindly.
Those words seem to break him, and he sighs. His eyes, what used to be red with black symbols set in them, clear up, to normal, piercing blue ones. "I don't know why anymore... I didn't used to be like this. It's that goddamn book!" he yells out, throwing it away and tearing up. But, it returns shortly after, sat at his feet.
*sure.* Toothless is working in the tavern, though, it's hard for him as he's learning to speak Common.
"Bloody 'ell... that was good..." he says, leaning back after eating. He hasn't finished the sandwhich, though. "Thank you, so much..."
Mauric just stands there, blank, his anger neutralized but not gone.
Thirteen is at the bar, writing.
“No problem. Anything else I can do for you?”
"I'm not a bad person... I'm a god. The Autumn God... I accidentally picked up this book one day, and it's just been... making me want to kill people with it..." He says simply.
"Can I get... you something... drink?" He asks slowly, pausing here and there.
"Not right now... thank you." he says, hugging Rio again.
"Then... find a way to get rid of it...?"
"No thank you. I'm alright." Thirteen smiles kindly.
Rio grins and hugs him back.
"I don't know that I can... But, I will try. Worst case scenario, I find a way to suppress it instead of giving in to it. Maybe use it for a noble purpose?..." he asks, trying to convince himself more than anything.
"Something... eat?" he asks, still polite, and smiling wide.
"When I get a few days under my belt, maybe a couple of gold... I'll pay you back.... I promise." he says, just simply grateful for his help.
"But like... since you got it from somewhere, that'd probably mean it can be passed to someone else... right?"
"No, but thanks."
"Don't worry about that! I can help however you need, no repayment necessary."
"I picked it up from a random [GP] spot on the ground... Belonged to some shinigami who accidentally killed himself with it by killing somebody else... Details are fuzzy. In any case, I'll have to visit some of my connections, see how to pass it off. In the meantime, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea? I'm quite enjoying this moment of lucidity, and would like to share it with a new friend."
"You're... friend of boss, right?"
"No, I want to... Please?..."
"I'M NOT YOUR FRIEND! YOU STILL KILLED FELIX!!"
"Indeed. Saphuno is a good friend of mine."
"Alright then. But don't think I'm the one holding you to this debt, 'kay?"
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Franz is selling various flavors of jelly, with a sign explaining that this is to support his educational stories, songs, and shows. Coffee, mayhaw, mango, blueberry, apple, strawberry, banana, everything, some of them free-standing, some of them in jars. He's made an okay amount of money, given the incredibly low prices he's selling the gelatinous treats for.
Felix is still dead.
Lacai is walking through nearby, just enjoying the brisk evening. He notices the sign, and approaches the stand. "Hello! How much for 10 coffee?"
Domino is visiting his grave [He had to have had a grave, right? yeah, probably...]. She brings offerings to him, some booze and a light snack.
"Two silver, friend. Would you like a sample first, so you know whether you want to get that much?" (Do you need a description? I just introed him earlier today.)
She feels a presence, his spirit temporarily lured back by the offering. This was his ritual, after all. It's not really a ghost, but it he is sort of there.
*Anybody want to rp while I’m here? You don’t have to pick, but you can if you want to.*
*Gimme Evan, Clem, and a random*
*Have someone you haven’t met.*
Evan is playing with his fire spirit in the woods, making sure to keep themselves warm despite how… open their clothes are, clutching their staff tightly.
Clem is sleeping in the cave, though not on the bed nor on the hoard, but on the damp ground, very tired as he snores softly.
The Duchess is talking to Marie in the corner of the Inn, it’s hard to tell, but they may be arguing, that or having a fabulous time, they aren’t speaking very loudly.
*Can't kill myself, so I'm killing my characters :3*
Omi is nearby, watching as they always have since he was exposed to the note... Holding a slight fascination with the boy.
Lilac pads slowly into the cave, a limp in her back right leg. She has several slashes over her body, as well as a multitude of blood stains in her fur.
Yuki is watching from afar, observing the behavior of her Disciples lover... Gauging whether or not she can stay in his life.
Evan doesn’t notice, seemingly having a great deal of fun, and just being a clueless, fire blasting goat boy in a skirt.
At first Clem doesn’t react, being asleep, but his nose twitches and he shoots up, grabbing his greatsword as soon as he sees that they are hurt, running over to lick their wounds “What happened?”
Marie notices their staring, as does the Duchess. They both gesture her to sit with them, crossing their legs and pulling up a chair for them.
"Evan... How come you are out here, in the cold? and, so near my warm corner of Aspen, no less. Come, visit, warm up. I just made some bread, if you like." He says from his stump, smiling. His eyes are normal, and the book he had before is nowhere to be seen.
"I was attacked by some pelt-craving humans... I am hurt, badly... I feel... Faint.." She says, falling over, slipping out of her 4 legged form.
She sits down at the table as gestured, smiling softly. "Hello, ma'am... Marie."
He looks over to them, surprised someone was watching him, his fire spirit looking somehow bemused as if it had noticed and said nothing “Uhhhh, do you really want me to?” He asks, turning fully to them.
He catches her, bringing her over to the bed, petting her down there “You must rest. I cannot heal you, but it will only get worse when you strain yourself.”
They both nod to them, Marie replying “Yuki, quite the pleasure to see you again. May I ask why you are watching me while I speak with my cousin?” The Duchess nods, her unnaturally pale skin glowing in the light.
*AUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*time to learn how to add mods to Minecraft!*
Franz seems happy, but slightly concerned. "Are you sure you want that much jelly? Eating too much sweet stuff can be bad for you." He has a slow, deliberate, gentle voice, as though speaking to a child.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Goooooooood afternoon, everyone!*
Omori is in the woods, continuing her practice of the druidic magics.
KK is at the Faceless Fair, repairing a mannequin by stitching its arm back on.
Helianth is looking for the coach driver from the day Felix died, silent.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Anyone else?*
Vanilla doesn’t care about Franz’ tone, though even just by appearances Vanilla looks like an older teenager.
”I’m sure. All of it…” he keeps adding more jars of jelly to his basket. “How much is each one?”
*Felix absolutely was planning on apologizing after he cooled off, more because he valued his friends' happiness than because of any guilt. He didn't care about Cyvus in particular, but in his eyes hurting a person is hurting a person, even if that person was kind of annoying.*
*Although I have to ask, what is your opinion on Felix? I can't tell if you like him or dislike him.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'M NOT YOUR FRIEND! YOU STILL KILLED FELIX!!"
"Indeed. Saphuno is a good friend of mine."
"Alright then. But don't think I'm the one holding you to this debt, 'kay?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
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
*debating whether or not i should make a femboy too*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Two silver, friend. Would you like a sample first, so you know whether you want to get that much?" (Do you need a description? I just introed him earlier today.)
She feels a presence, his spirit temporarily lured back by the offering. This was his ritual, after all. It's not really a ghost, but it he is sort of there.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He looks over to them, surprised someone was watching him, his fire spirit looking somehow bemused as if it had noticed and said nothing “Uhhhh, do you really want me to?” He asks, turning fully to them.
He catches her, bringing her over to the bed, petting her down there “You must rest. I cannot heal you, but it will only get worse when you strain yourself.”
They both nod to them, Marie replying “Yuki, quite the pleasure to see you again. May I ask why you are watching me while I speak with my cousin?” The Duchess nods, her unnaturally pale skin glowing in the light.
*PLEASE?!*
*yo*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)