The tiny, fuzzy man's head suddenly twists almost 180 degrees to stare directly at Anzar. He slowly turns his body to face the same direction. His huge, white pupils are set into dark holes, and flick from various aspects of Anzar's appearance. The children slowly begin to turn to look as well, stopping their revelry.
*Golden blonde hair, silver-blue eyes, a silver suit, a golden cloak, and black boots.*
“Oh. I’m sorry…” Anzar says.
The stoat-man breaks into a sprint as the children move out of his way. He nearly falls over upon reaching Anzar, breathing heavily. His mask is specially designed to work as a sort of autotune, making his labored, pained gasps sound almost like singing or laughter. Almost.
"Would you... like to... join us?" He manages to pant out. He reaches up one of his gloved hands to try and take Anzar's, stretching and grasping weakly for the appendage.
The tiny, fuzzy man's head suddenly twists almost 180 degrees to stare directly at Anzar. He slowly turns his body to face the same direction. His huge, white pupils are set into dark holes, and flick from various aspects of Anzar's appearance. The children slowly begin to turn to look as well, stopping their revelry.
*Golden blonde hair, silver-blue eyes, a silver suit, a golden cloak, and black boots.*
“Oh. I’m sorry…” Anzar says.
The stoat-man breaks into a sprint as the children move out of his way. He nearly falls over upon reaching Anzar, breathing heavily. His mask is specially designed to work as a sort of autotune, making his labored, pained gasps sound almost like singing or laughter. Almost.
"Would you... like to... join us?" He manages to pant out. He reaches up one of his gloved hands to try and take Anzar's, stretching and grasping weakly for the appendage.
“W-what? I am not making this mistake again. No.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
The masked strugel, wrapped in dirty leather and furs as always, is holding a dancing ritual around a bonfire, all the children of the nearby towns lured by his sweets and joining in on the unstructured and barely supervised revelry.
The masked children seem unbothered by the innumerable corpses of various monsters (mostly fey like Meenlocks and Redcaps) impaled on spikes, roasting before the fires. In fact, they eat even the more humanoid monsters ravenously as soon as they are taken down from their posts.
This strugel cares for them all, making sure they balance self-expression and kindness, embracing the weird and horrifying while remaining safe. The kids seem to trust him implicitly, but those with more developed minds seem to avoid the debauched ritual site.
Lumen, who i'm assuming you know what he looks like, is picking flowers from nearby, seemingly very disinterested in the happenings of the strugel and the carnivorous children
The strugel is suddenly very close, having moved while Lumen was looking away, which is honestly a pretty massive window. The song he was singing is louder than evel
"They say my soul doesn't get to leave, But in Heaven I'm VIP! And some people won't be ID'd, But there's a power that's beyond me! Set the tone when I step in the room! Cut through worshipful fear and the gloom! I know one day you'll come for me, soon! I won't move 'till you tell me to move!"
Since Lumen is a Mink, he can tell that this man... is not magical at all. He somehow organized this without casting a single spell.
The song stops, and the masked critter flops down in the flowers, resting his face on his paws. "So, what's your deal?"
The stoat-man breaks into a sprint as the children move out of his way. He nearly falls over upon reaching Anzar, breathing heavily. His mask is specially designed to work as a sort of autotune, making his labored, pained gasps sound almost like singing or laughter. Almost.
"Would you... like to... join us?" He manages to pant out. He reaches up one of his gloved hands to try and take Anzar's, stretching and grasping weakly for the appendage.
“W-what? I am not making this mistake again. No.”
He looks up at Anzar. "Alright. Wait, what do you mean again? This isn't a trick, it's just a party, man. Did somebody trick you? Was it a faerie? Those guys stole my name like seven times. I've had to get a new one each time. Oh, call me Devil Child. I'm being careful to protect my name right now." He sits down as the kids get back to flailing to the music and singing offkey with the gingerbread band.
“Ugh…” He groans.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
The stoat-man breaks into a sprint as the children move out of his way. He nearly falls over upon reaching Anzar, breathing heavily. His mask is specially designed to work as a sort of autotune, making his labored, pained gasps sound almost like singing or laughter. Almost.
"Would you... like to... join us?" He manages to pant out. He reaches up one of his gloved hands to try and take Anzar's, stretching and grasping weakly for the appendage.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*How about Lumen with what I posted a little bit ago? I think two fluffy, previously-beheaded cult leaders might have something to talk about.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
“Should not have agreed to this… keep going…”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“W-what? I am not making this mistake again. No.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“Mph…”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
He comes.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*I’m a freaking weirdo ok.*
He snaps out of it a bit. “Let me go!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
The strugel is suddenly very close, having moved while Lumen was looking away, which is honestly a pretty massive window. The song he was singing is louder than evel
"They say my soul doesn't get to leave,
But in Heaven I'm VIP!
And some people won't be ID'd,
But there's a power that's beyond me!
Set the tone when I step in the room!
Cut through worshipful fear and the gloom!
I know one day you'll come for me, soon!
I won't move 'till you tell me to move!"
Since Lumen is a Mink, he can tell that this man... is not magical at all. He somehow organized this without casting a single spell.
The song stops, and the masked critter flops down in the flowers, resting his face on his paws. "So, what's your deal?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
“You’re creepy…”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
He looks up at Anzar. "Alright. Wait, what do you mean again? This isn't a trick, it's just a party, man. Did somebody trick you? Was it a faerie? Those guys stole my name like seven times. I've had to get a new one each time. Oh, call me Devil Child. I'm being careful to protect my name right now." He sits down as the kids get back to flailing to the music and singing offkey with the gingerbread band.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
He snaps out of it fully. “A-are you okay?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!