Felix lets Tim sink into his plush body, fluffy and soft as a cloud. "You're okay... you're okay... Cry all you need to, baby..."
He does, taking another moment for himself to cry before beginning to wipe away his tears, looking up at them, “I’m… s-sorry for being a crybaby…”
He gently takes Tim's face in his paws. "Don't be. You don't owe anyone an apology for being human. You are alive, and you have the right to be. Crying, sadness, all of the pain... it's all part of that life. But I promise you, it is worth living. For every moment where you can't help but cry for the misery of it all, there will be a moment where you can't help but cry from the joy of it all."
Felix lets Tim sink into his plush body, fluffy and soft as a cloud. "You're okay... you're okay... Cry all you need to, baby..."
He does, taking another moment for himself to cry before beginning to wipe away his tears, looking up at them, “I’m… s-sorry for being a crybaby…”
He gently takes Tim's face in his paws. "Don't be. You don't owe anyone an apology for being human. You are alive, and you have the right to be. Crying, sadness, all of the pain... it's all part of that life. But I promise you, it is worth living. For every moment where you can't help but cry for the misery of it all, there will be a moment where you can't help but cry from the joy of it all."
He looks up into their eyes, listening to them speaking before looking back down and going back to hugging them tight, “T-thanks… I… it’s been a lot… and I just…” He stops saying anything, just enjoying the hug.
He gently takes Tim's face in his paws. "Don't be. You don't owe anyone an apology for being human. You are alive, and you have the right to be. Crying, sadness, all of the pain... it's all part of that life. But I promise you, it is worth living. For every moment where you can't help but cry for the misery of it all, there will be a moment where you can't help but cry from the joy of it all."
He looks up into their eyes, listening to them speaking before looking back down and going back to hugging them tight, “T-thanks… I… it’s been a lot… and I just…” He stops saying anything, just enjoying the hug.
He nods, pulling Tim back in. Tim hears faint reverberations within Felix growing slowly louder. Then, he begins to sing.
"This: the song of sons and daughters, Show: the heart of who we are. Making peace to build our future, Strong, united, fighting 'till we fall."
He can feel the presence of three lost gods, not unlike himself, singing along as backing vocals.
"And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together. Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together."
He gently takes Tim's face in his paws. "Don't be. You don't owe anyone an apology for being human. You are alive, and you have the right to be. Crying, sadness, all of the pain... it's all part of that life. But I promise you, it is worth living. For every moment where you can't help but cry for the misery of it all, there will be a moment where you can't help but cry from the joy of it all."
He looks up into their eyes, listening to them speaking before looking back down and going back to hugging them tight, “T-thanks… I… it’s been a lot… and I just…” He stops saying anything, just enjoying the hug.
He nods, pulling Tim back in. Tim hears faint reverberations within Felix growing slowly louder. Then, he begins to sing.
"This: the song of sons and daughters, Show: the heart of who we are. Making peace to build our future, Strong, united, fighting 'till we fall."
He can feel the presence of three lost gods, not unlike himself, singing along as backing vocals.
"And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together. Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together."
He doesn’t do anything but listen to the song and look to the heavens, wondering where it may be coming from, what may be causing this beautiful chorus along with Felix’s own words, holding them tight.
He nods, pulling Tim back in. Tim hears faint reverberations within Felix growing slowly louder. Then, he begins to sing.
"This: the song of sons and daughters, Show: the heart of who we are. Making peace to build our future, Strong, united, fighting 'till we fall."
He can feel the presence of three lost gods, not unlike himself, singing along as backing vocals.
"And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together. Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together."
He doesn’t do anything but listen to the song and look to the heavens, wondering where it may be coming from, what may be causing this beautiful chorus along with Felix’s own words, holding them tight.
When the song is over, Felix looks down at Tim. "The gods of Honkachu. Beautiful, aren't they? They were people once. Ghosts, gods, kami, goryo, whatever you want to call them. They were alone, and they were angry. I was the first person in centuries to care for them. Would you like to help me? They'll teach us things in return."
He nods, pulling Tim back in. Tim hears faint reverberations within Felix growing slowly louder. Then, he begins to sing.
"This: the song of sons and daughters, Show: the heart of who we are. Making peace to build our future, Strong, united, fighting 'till we fall."
He can feel the presence of three lost gods, not unlike himself, singing along as backing vocals.
"And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together. Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together."
He doesn’t do anything but listen to the song and look to the heavens, wondering where it may be coming from, what may be causing this beautiful chorus along with Felix’s own words, holding them tight.
When the song is over, Felix looks down at Tim. "The gods of Honkachu. Beautiful, aren't they? They were people once. Ghosts, gods, kami, goryo, whatever you want to call them. They were alone, and they were angry. I was the first person in centuries to care for them. Would you like to help me? They'll teach us things in return."
He thinks about it for a moment before nodding “That was an amazing song… I’d be happy help you… if you’ll allow me to.”
He sputters, falling forward into their kisses, kissing them back, as much as he can manage.
She waits for them to make their move, watching them closely.
She remains silent for a very long time before shaking her head, “I’m sorry, but yer chance came an’ went Cyvus. I’ll help ya find someone, but I don’t think I could treat Edwin that way, not now at least.”
When the song is over, Felix looks down at Tim. "The gods of Honkachu. Beautiful, aren't they? They were people once. Ghosts, gods, kami, goryo, whatever you want to call them. They were alone, and they were angry. I was the first person in centuries to care for them. Would you like to help me? They'll teach us things in return."
He thinks about it for a moment before nodding “That was an amazing song… I’d be happy help you… if you’ll allow me to.”
"Thank you, Tim. I'll teach you their names first."
He pulls out a tiny pitcher, sized like a creamer jar for a strugel. It's designed to look like a hooded strugel holding a bowl on its back and wearing a spiral mask. "This is Abis, the River Daemon. It's the god of ice, snow, the sea, and death. It was a wizard who froze to death on the way to Honkachu, and it still hasn't forgiven us for ignoring it after it taught us its tricks."
He sets it down and pulls out a large spoon engraved with a very, very fat and fluffy horned strugel with spiral eyes, wearing no clothes at all. "This is Gorgiro, the Beast. He's the god of nature, spiders, alcohol, hair, and fat. He was killed by wild beasts while defending his family, and he hates the systems in Honkachu that put one family over another for reasons he deems arbitrary."
He sets the spoon down and pulls out a spice shaker shaped like a strugel in fine clothes, seemingly shaped out of spiraling metal. "And this is Volstadt, the Pitmaster. He's the god of community, fire, hospitality, and progress. He was sacrificed to the volcano when Honkachu was in its infancy. He hates being separated from his brothers, but Honkachu thinks the other two are too dangerous to worship in town."
He looks up and over for the source of the noise.
"Oh?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He gently takes Tim's face in his paws. "Don't be. You don't owe anyone an apology for being human. You are alive, and you have the right to be. Crying, sadness, all of the pain... it's all part of that life. But I promise you, it is worth living. For every moment where you can't help but cry for the misery of it all, there will be a moment where you can't help but cry from the joy of it all."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He sees the new arrival beneath them, watching the ocean.
“She charms the goods off any guy she can.” She says with a laugh.
He looks up into their eyes, listening to them speaking before looking back down and going back to hugging them tight, “T-thanks… I… it’s been a lot… and I just…” He stops saying anything, just enjoying the hug.
*I would be up for it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Swell :D*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Yod waves to them.
"A hustler? Marvelous... wait. I think I have met her. What's her name?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He looks up, moving his hat to show a smile, waving back.
“Annabelle, sweetest lil daughter o’ mine, uses most o’ her gains on the orphanage.”
"You sound good."
"I knew it! I have met her. Sorry, took me a bit to put the pieces together."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He chuckles softly, “You think so? I am honored you think that.”
“She a real good one, an’ ya ain’t gotta be sorry. How was the honeymoon? Nice vacation?”
He nods, pulling Tim back in. Tim hears faint reverberations within Felix growing slowly louder. Then, he begins to sing.
"This: the song of sons and daughters,
Show: the heart of who we are.
Making peace to build our future,
Strong, united, fighting 'till we fall."
He can feel the presence of three lost gods, not unlike himself, singing along as backing vocals.
"And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together.
Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He doesn’t do anything but listen to the song and look to the heavens, wondering where it may be coming from, what may be causing this beautiful chorus along with Felix’s own words, holding them tight.
When the song is over, Felix looks down at Tim. "The gods of Honkachu. Beautiful, aren't they? They were people once. Ghosts, gods, kami, goryo, whatever you want to call them. They were alone, and they were angry. I was the first person in centuries to care for them. Would you like to help me? They'll teach us things in return."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He thinks about it for a moment before nodding “That was an amazing song… I’d be happy help you… if you’ll allow me to.”
He sighs happily, going over to it, “It’s doing so well.”
She tries to do everything she can, trying to have fun.
She puts a hand on their head, “Well ain’t that somethin’, what happened ta yer sweetheart?”
*Cut for Salem.*
He sputters, falling forward into their kisses, kissing them back, as much as he can manage.
She waits for them to make their move, watching them closely.
She remains silent for a very long time before shaking her head, “I’m sorry, but yer chance came an’ went Cyvus. I’ll help ya find someone, but I don’t think I could treat Edwin that way, not now at least.”
"Thank you, Tim. I'll teach you their names first."
He pulls out a tiny pitcher, sized like a creamer jar for a strugel. It's designed to look like a hooded strugel holding a bowl on its back and wearing a spiral mask. "This is Abis, the River Daemon. It's the god of ice, snow, the sea, and death. It was a wizard who froze to death on the way to Honkachu, and it still hasn't forgiven us for ignoring it after it taught us its tricks."
He sets it down and pulls out a large spoon engraved with a very, very fat and fluffy horned strugel with spiral eyes, wearing no clothes at all. "This is Gorgiro, the Beast. He's the god of nature, spiders, alcohol, hair, and fat. He was killed by wild beasts while defending his family, and he hates the systems in Honkachu that put one family over another for reasons he deems arbitrary."
He sets the spoon down and pulls out a spice shaker shaped like a strugel in fine clothes, seemingly shaped out of spiraling metal. "And this is Volstadt, the Pitmaster. He's the god of community, fire, hospitality, and progress. He was sacrificed to the volcano when Honkachu was in its infancy. He hates being separated from his brothers, but Honkachu thinks the other two are too dangerous to worship in town."
*I gtg, I love you all*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels