He pulls at a little bit of his Gi, embers coming off of him “Just… not used to it I guess.”
He catches her, holding her in his arms, wiping away her tears as he puts the ring back into his pocket.
He continues to follow after them happily, enjoying the opportunity to have this chance to get some chairs.
"It's adorable." she chuckles, nuzzling the side of his face
her heart has stopped again, but she'll be back... right?...
"Here are my recliners for the ten foot ballpark." he gestures to about five.
He cracks his little smile, leaning against them as well, an arm wrapping around them.
(If you do this to me I will be enraged) He holds her body, confident she’ll come back, she has to come back, “Please… please don’t do this to me.”
He picks the most comfortable looking one, “Thank you. What do you need for them both?”
Each head kisses him at once, her chest thrumming.
(like father like daughter[?]) Her body experiences a massive jerk, and she gasps, panting as she returns. "Yes.. yes, a thousand times, yes..." she rubs her nose into his, her eyes... where are her eyes?...
"For the fifteen footer, its a steep price due to the quality and size. 40 gold. For the tenner? That ones 30 gold."
He bristles, burning hotter for a moment “Ah, you three are all too kind.” He says, the facade coming back.
(I don’t like it, but that’s a good point) He doesn’t worry about that at the moment, taking the ring back out and putting it onto her finger, smiling brighter than he ever has before, holding her tightly in his strong arms.
He reaches to his belt, for his coin pouch “Hmm, a few weeks work. Here you go.” He pours out 70 gold into his open palm, reaching down for them to take it.
"And you a wonderful little mortal~" she closes her eyes, resting now
She squeezes back, tighter, laughing happily
"I know, it's a high price, but these are the most comfortable, durable pieces you'll find anywhere. Nobody makes furniture like the Woodtwists, no sir." he takes each piece and puts them in a bag of holding, boxes forming over the recliners Rag's purchased. "Do you need help with transportation?"
He lets them rest on his shoulder, smiling more than he has before once they are asleep.
He begins to get crushed slightly by his demigod fiancé “Help…” He says quietly, smiling brightly.
He picks up both of the chairs, holding the boxes with a smile on his face “No need friend, I’ll be going, it was nice meeting you, I hope business goes well Mr. Wood twist.” He begins walking out through the back to his homeless shelter, which he might name ‘Lord’s Feast’ to go along with some themes.
The gnome stops at the door. "Oh, right." joel slaps his head "you gotta invite them in."
he clears his throat. "You, all four of you, may enter my abode."
the gnome nods and hops in, followed by both humans and the wolfything
Near the kitchen is a table set for 6.. everything seems dusty. He shuts the door behind them.
The human lady whispers something to raven and they nod, sticking something in the door and wedging it just barely open
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"Yeah. Just- haven't ever seen my face. How does it look?"
"And can you do that yourself?"
"I woulda smooched it had I not made a promise not to mess wiff ya. There were some blue dots in your fur though, not sure if that's normal." he smiles
"Yeah. I did make the recipe" Why is she only mentioning that now? who knows
Their new nanite face turns into a smiles
"Well, alright, lets see it." he smiles
"Im glad I got to see it." he hugs them tightly
"The steak or the recipe?" The small kobold tilts her head
The tall protogen hugs him, his new face turns to a wider smile
"No, sweetie. You doing the next step."
"I like you a lot, Circut.." he whispers into their ear, blushing.
*Cut for Salem. If you want to. Do you want anyone else?*
He hugs them back, weaker now, but still full of love, “It’s okay… we’re gonna get married…” and then it hits him “We’re… gonna get married…” and he drops unconscious from joy.
(Can continue with Sam if you want to for that one.)
*Cut for Salem. If you want to. Do you want anyone else?*
He hugs them back, weaker now, but still full of love, “It’s okay… we’re gonna get married…” and then it hits him “We’re… gonna get married…” and he drops unconscious from joy.
(Can continue with Sam if you want to for that one.)
"It's infectious..." she sighs and takes him home
Sam is constructing a house within the plane
Puppy D. Woofy is at the bar, drinking milk.
*I forgot about Puppy!*
Antonio unconscious mutters happily in her arms, unwittingly smiling ear to ear.
Rag walks through the portal, one of the chairs in each hand “Honey! I’m home!” He says, understanding the clique but not caring, just a goober.
A kid with spiky black hair, in a white t shirt with green shorts and boots sits next to them. He seems to be around 12-14, skinny looking.
*Cut for Salem. If you want to. Do you want anyone else?*
He hugs them back, weaker now, but still full of love, “It’s okay… we’re gonna get married…” and then it hits him “We’re… gonna get married…” and he drops unconscious from joy.
(Can continue with Sam if you want to for that one.)
"It's infectious..." she sighs and takes him home
Sam is constructing a house within the plane
Puppy D. Woofy is at the bar, drinking milk.
*I forgot about Puppy!*
Antonio unconscious mutters happily in her arms, unwittingly smiling ear to ear.
Rag walks through the portal, one of the chairs in each hand “Honey! I’m home!” He says, understanding the clique but not caring, just a goober.
A kid with spiky black hair, in a white t shirt with green shorts and boots sits next to them. He seems to be around 12-14, skinny looking.
She pokes his face, even sticking a finger into his mouth. "wow, he's out.."
"Hello, my love. What are those?" she tilts her head, ears flopping
"Hey, who are you?" he asks, grinning and tilting his head
*forgot about Puppy, as well*
He groans slightly, muttering something and shifting a little. Meanwhile, Damian is at the house explaining why he’s the more fun parent without getting himself in trouble.
He puts down the boxes, cutting them open with a claw “I bought us both some chairs, so you can sit somewhere other than my lap, which makes me regret this purchase a bit.”
He looks up at them, his big black pupils eyes “I’m Gon! Who are you?”
"Yeah. Just- haven't ever seen my face. How does it look?"
"And can you do that yourself?"
"I woulda smooched it had I not made a promise not to mess wiff ya. There were some blue dots in your fur though, not sure if that's normal." he smiles
"Yeah. I did make the recipe" Why is she only mentioning that now? who knows
Their new nanite face turns into a smiles
"Well, alright, lets see it." he smiles
"Im glad I got to see it." he hugs them tightly
"The steak or the recipe?" The small kobold tilts her head
The tall protogen hugs him, his new face turns to a wider smile
"No, sweetie. You doing the next step."
"I like you a lot, Circut.." he whispers into their ear, blushing.
She does the next step
His nanite screen blushes
"Perfect." he inhales the scent.
He pulls out of the hug and coughs, sitting at the bar and ordering a drink
*Cut for Salem. If you want to. Do you want anyone else?*
He hugs them back, weaker now, but still full of love, “It’s okay… we’re gonna get married…” and then it hits him “We’re… gonna get married…” and he drops unconscious from joy.
(Can continue with Sam if you want to for that one.)
"It's infectious..." she sighs and takes him home
Sam is constructing a house within the plane
Puppy D. Woofy is at the bar, drinking milk.
*I forgot about Puppy!*
Antonio unconscious mutters happily in her arms, unwittingly smiling ear to ear.
Rag walks through the portal, one of the chairs in each hand “Honey! I’m home!” He says, understanding the clique but not caring, just a goober.
A kid with spiky black hair, in a white t shirt with green shorts and boots sits next to them. He seems to be around 12-14, skinny looking.
She pokes his face, even sticking a finger into his mouth. "wow, he's out.."
"Hello, my love. What are those?" she tilts her head, ears flopping
"Hey, who are you?" he asks, grinning and tilting his head
*forgot about Puppy, as well*
He groans slightly, muttering something and shifting a little. Meanwhile, Damian is at the house explaining why he’s the more fun parent without getting himself in trouble.
He puts down the boxes, cutting them open with a claw “I bought us both some chairs, so you can sit somewhere other than my lap, which makes me regret this purchase a bit.”
He looks up at them, his big black pupils eyes “I’m Gon! Who are you?”
"Yeah.." she takes him to their room.
"Sounds like mine will only get used when you're working out" she chuckles, approaching him and the boxes
"..No way.. I'm Gon, too!" he says, eyes filled with shock
Damian looks to them as they come inside, “Hey, what happened? Is Tony okay?” He doesn’t yet notice the ring on her finger.
He chuckles with them, showing them the more comfortable seat, moving the larger one somewhere better “Cost 70 gold, they are likely worth it though.”
He looks surprised, entirely believing them “Really! That’s cool! Wanna be friends?”
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He lets them rest on his shoulder, smiling more than he has before once they are asleep.
He begins to get crushed slightly by his demigod fiancé “Help…” He says quietly, smiling brightly.
He picks up both of the chairs, holding the boxes with a smile on his face “No need friend, I’ll be going, it was nice meeting you, I hope business goes well Mr. Wood twist.” He begins walking out through the back to his homeless shelter, which he might name ‘Lord’s Feast’ to go along with some themes.
He looks to them "I love you too"
She sighs "You're not. Please just take the potion, darling"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The human lady whispers something to raven and they nod, sticking something in the door and wedging it just barely open
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
They lean against Wind, closing their eyes “I like the sound of that.”
He takes the potion, his hands trembling slightly “Only because I love you.” He drinks it, some of the wounds healing.
She does the next step
His nanite screen blushes
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Cut for Salem. If you want to. Do you want anyone else?*
He hugs them back, weaker now, but still full of love, “It’s okay… we’re gonna get married…” and then it hits him “We’re… gonna get married…” and he drops unconscious from joy.
(Can continue with Sam if you want to for that one.)
*I forgot about Puppy!*
Antonio unconscious mutters happily in her arms, unwittingly smiling ear to ear.
Rag walks through the portal, one of the chairs in each hand “Honey! I’m home!” He says, understanding the clique but not caring, just a goober.
A kid with spiky black hair, in a white t shirt with green shorts and boots sits next to them. He seems to be around 12-14, skinny looking.
Wind lays their, happy to just be next to Evan
"What happened?" She asks, clearly rather worried for him
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He groans slightly, muttering something and shifting a little. Meanwhile, Damian is at the house explaining why he’s the more fun parent without getting himself in trouble.
He puts down the boxes, cutting them open with a claw “I bought us both some chairs, so you can sit somewhere other than my lap, which makes me regret this purchase a bit.”
He looks up at them, his big black pupils eyes “I’m Gon! Who are you?”
They keep trying to cast spells, but can’t get anything but fire, until they suddenly create water.
“Bad adventure. Really bad, barely was able to keep everyone alive.” He holds up his shirt to reveal an impairment wound.
She continues to make the steak
He orders himself another drink
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Cut with Jester*
He watches them cast the spells, and smiles when they make water
*good place to end?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Damian looks to them as they come inside, “Hey, what happened? Is Tony okay?” He doesn’t yet notice the ring on her finger.
He chuckles with them, showing them the more comfortable seat, moving the larger one somewhere better “Cost 70 gold, they are likely worth it though.”
He looks surprised, entirely believing them “Really! That’s cool! Wanna be friends?”