Kelipso shrugs "I only eat vegetables and fruits, vegetarian." He responds.
Donn scoops him up and smiles "Allow me to wine and dine you my dear? Allow you to see the beauty that you keep so locked up inside."
Scott nods and lifts the book "I'm quite sorry but it's my journey. Fate you could say. It wants me to write." He said.
"Well, that's no excuse! I can do wonderful things with just veggies! Surely you've thought of applying the same basic cooking mechanics to blood?"
The smog giant blushes again. "S-sure, but what do you mean about locked-up beauty?"
Oswald paces for a couple seconds. "So you'll just disappear random things that 'fate' finds interesting?"
He shakes his head "I just let him feed off of me." He said, pointing to his neck.
Donn cups his face, kissing his forehead "You present yourself as scary or different and that is beautiful, but I have seen the other beauty underneath. You are so gentle and kind, you want to do the best you can, you are interesting and always on to something new. You mean so much to me."
"No. My job is to write about every creature in it and it didn't like the machine was so close-" he says but the book cuts him off, suddenly flying out of his hands and opening up.
He shakes his head "I just let him feed off of me." He said, pointing to his neck.
Donn cups his face, kissing his forehead "You present yourself as scary or different and that is beautiful, but I have seen the other beauty underneath. You are so gentle and kind, you want to do the best you can, you are interesting and always on to something new. You mean so much to me."
"No. My job is to write about every creature in it and it didn't like the machine was so close-" he says but the book cuts him off, suddenly flying out of his hands and opening up.
Sytosc makes a noise ever-so-similar to a growl. Then his face returns to a grin. "Well, there's no accounting for taste! Ha ha!"
He makes his little happy noise again, then sighs, a hint of sadness entering his eyes. "But you're no different than I, Donn. A Fey, but still very close. Sometimes I fear you don't love yourself enough."
Mr. Grouper begins cleaning his pistol. "You have something to say for yourself? Or, write, I guess? You owe me more than all the information on your pages is worth, and I am of the opinion that I deserve to be paid back."
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
*MY SON-*
Yuri is stretching, have been awoken from a months long nap. She is brushing out her hair with a comb at the moment.
Scott watches from afar, writing in a blank book.
*HIIIIII*
Georgie walks closer, holding a werewolf plush that's about a third his size in his arms
Tycho gives a toothy grin at the stall owner before spotting Scott, tilting his head as he stares back
She looks at the kid, her brow raising. "Hello there dear?"
Scott looks nervous but waves back anyways.
"U-um... hello miss" He says politely, partially bowing
Tycho smile and waves aswell, finishing up his business at the stall before walking over
"Oh please, you don't need to bow dear." She said, laughing lightly "Are you alright?"
Scott looks up again, adjusting his glasses "Oh, hello there."
He gives a soft nervous smile and nods, "Yes, I'm a-alright"
"Hey there. So, how'd I catch your eye there?" He asks curiously
She nods, laughing lightly "I adore you're little friend there." She says.
"The book wanted you in its chapters." He replied, pointing to it.
He grins, holding up the wolf doll higher, "Thank you! He protects me from the bad things"
"The book? And who else has the book wanted?"
"I bet. May I give him something?" She asks.
"Many others, it wants me to write all about everyone I find." He said.
He shakes his head "I just let him feed off of me." He said, pointing to his neck.
Donn cups his face, kissing his forehead "You present yourself as scary or different and that is beautiful, but I have seen the other beauty underneath. You are so gentle and kind, you want to do the best you can, you are interesting and always on to something new. You mean so much to me."
"No. My job is to write about every creature in it and it didn't like the machine was so close-" he says but the book cuts him off, suddenly flying out of his hands and opening up.
Sytosc makes a noise ever-so-similar to a growl. Then his face returns to a grin. "Well, there's no accounting for taste! Ha ha!"
He makes his little happy noise again, then sighs, a hint of sadness entering his eyes. "But you're no different than I, Donn. A Fey, but still very close. Sometimes I fear you don't love yourself enough."
Mr. Grouper begins cleaning his pistol. "You have something to say for yourself? Or, write, I guess? You owe me more than all the information on your pages is worth, and I am of the opinion that I deserve to be paid back."
"How so?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Like every creature, I crave attention and sometimes I feel as though that I am not enough because I am not loved."
He looks up and clutches the book "I am sorry, I have no money. In fact, this isn't even my realm I'm from.." he says
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
*MY SON-*
Yuri is stretching, have been awoken from a months long nap. She is brushing out her hair with a comb at the moment.
Scott watches from afar, writing in a blank book.
*HIIIIII*
Georgie walks closer, holding a werewolf plush that's about a third his size in his arms
Tycho gives a toothy grin at the stall owner before spotting Scott, tilting his head as he stares back
She looks at the kid, her brow raising. "Hello there dear?"
Scott looks nervous but waves back anyways.
"U-um... hello miss" He says politely, partially bowing
Tycho smile and waves aswell, finishing up his business at the stall before walking over
"Oh please, you don't need to bow dear." She said, laughing lightly "Are you alright?"
Scott looks up again, adjusting his glasses "Oh, hello there."
He gives a soft nervous smile and nods, "Yes, I'm a-alright"
"Hey there. So, how'd I catch your eye there?" He asks curiously
She nods, laughing lightly "I adore you're little friend there." She says.
"The book wanted you in its chapters." He replied, pointing to it.
He grins, holding up the wolf doll higher, "Thank you! He protects me from the bad things"
"The book? And who else has the book wanted?"
"I bet. May I give him something?" She asks.
"Many others, it wants me to write all about everyone I find." He said.
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
*MY SON-*
Yuri is stretching, have been awoken from a months long nap. She is brushing out her hair with a comb at the moment.
Scott watches from afar, writing in a blank book.
*HIIIIII*
Georgie walks closer, holding a werewolf plush that's about a third his size in his arms
Tycho gives a toothy grin at the stall owner before spotting Scott, tilting his head as he stares back
She looks at the kid, her brow raising. "Hello there dear?"
Scott looks nervous but waves back anyways.
"U-um... hello miss" He says politely, partially bowing
Tycho smile and waves aswell, finishing up his business at the stall before walking over
"Oh please, you don't need to bow dear." She said, laughing lightly "Are you alright?"
Scott looks up again, adjusting his glasses "Oh, hello there."
He gives a soft nervous smile and nods, "Yes, I'm a-alright"
"Hey there. So, how'd I catch your eye there?" He asks curiously
She nods, laughing lightly "I adore you're little friend there." She says.
"The book wanted you in its chapters." He replied, pointing to it.
He grins, holding up the wolf doll higher, "Thank you! He protects me from the bad things"
"The book? And who else has the book wanted?"
"I bet. May I give him something?" She asks.
"Many others, it wants me to write all about everyone I find." He said.
He tilts his head, "Sure!"
"I see." He nods, "An interesting profession"
*Ack, sorry.*
She produces a daisy chain from somewhere. She gently sets it on the neck of the doll and beams "Beautiful creature".
"I suppose. Honestly, I'm not from around here... I have no idea why I'm here."
He shakes his head "Sorry... I'm a little stupid." He says.
"More than gold and jewels... I'm sorry, I forget myself sometimes." He said, closing his eyes.
"Like what?" He asks, raising a brow.
"I'm going to teach you how to make something out of your blood that will be better than just drinking it straight. In the meantime, ratatouille for you."
Egregore hesitates, then kisses Donn on the forehead. "You are loved."
"I'll decide later. It'll be something mundane probably. Won't take too long. I'll get back to you in 3-4 business days."
He shakes his head "Sorry... I'm a little stupid." He says.
"More than gold and jewels... I'm sorry, I forget myself sometimes." He said, closing his eyes.
"Like what?" He asks, raising a brow.
"I'm going to teach you how to make something out of your blood that will be better than just drinking it straight. In the meantime, ratatouille for you."
Egregore hesitates, then kisses Donn on the forehead. "You are loved."
"I'll decide later. It'll be something mundane probably. Won't take too long. I'll get back to you in 3-4 business days."
"Can I help make it?" He asks, standing up. He ties up his braided hair into a bun. Gordon jumps up, excited by... Whatever this is.
Donn smiles softly and kiss him on the shoulder "What are you feeling to eat?"
The book opens itself again, a name appearing on its pages. Oscar, from where he stands, can barely make it out. It looks like it starts with a 'Y' but Scott quickly shuts it.
He shakes his head "I just let him feed off of me." He said, pointing to his neck.
Donn cups his face, kissing his forehead "You present yourself as scary or different and that is beautiful, but I have seen the other beauty underneath. You are so gentle and kind, you want to do the best you can, you are interesting and always on to something new. You mean so much to me."
"No. My job is to write about every creature in it and it didn't like the machine was so close-" he says but the book cuts him off, suddenly flying out of his hands and opening up.
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
*Sorry, got ecclesiastical there for a second. Hows it goin?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Damian is at his garden, checking on his beautiful crops and making sure nothing is out of order.
Benimaru is flying over the town on his broom, his hands in his pockets as he stands on it, looking as tired as always.
Rag is in the forest doing his usual workout.
Grove is in the Inn, taking a nap against one of the walls, snoring coming from the suit of armor.
Sytosc makes a noise ever-so-similar to a growl. Then his face returns to a grin. "Well, there's no accounting for taste! Ha ha!"
He makes his little happy noise again, then sighs, a hint of sadness entering his eyes. "But you're no different than I, Donn. A Fey, but still very close. Sometimes I fear you don't love yourself enough."
Mr. Grouper begins cleaning his pistol. "You have something to say for yourself? Or, write, I guess? You owe me more than all the information on your pages is worth, and I am of the opinion that I deserve to be paid back."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He tilts his head, "Sure!"
"I see." He nods, "An interesting profession"
"How so?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Like every creature, I crave attention and sometimes I feel as though that I am not enough because I am not loved."
He looks up and clutches the book "I am sorry, I have no money. In fact, this isn't even my realm I'm from.." he says
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
"I... I just explained..." He gives a hissing inhale through his teeth. "You're messing with me, aren't you?"
"I love you. Doesn't that count?" He lays back against Donn's chest.
"I'm not asking for money. I'm saying you owe me a favor. Something worth one of those machines. Understand?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Anybody?*
He shakes his head "Sorry... I'm a little stupid." He says.
"More than gold and jewels... I'm sorry, I forget myself sometimes." He said, closing his eyes.
"Like what?" He asks, raising a brow.
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
*Ack, sorry.*
She produces a daisy chain from somewhere. She gently sets it on the neck of the doll and beams "Beautiful creature".
"I suppose. Honestly, I'm not from around here... I have no idea why I'm here."
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
*One last call for rp!*
"I'm going to teach you how to make something out of your blood that will be better than just drinking it straight. In the meantime, ratatouille for you."
Egregore hesitates, then kisses Donn on the forehead. "You are loved."
"I'll decide later. It'll be something mundane probably. Won't take too long. I'll get back to you in 3-4 business days."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*sorry i missed this*
They’re out of order. The imprints of padded paws are on the ground right outside of the garden.
An invisible Klei inspects Grove from a distance, looking for valuables on them in the open.
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 handles his plants with tender care, giving them names and watering them just the right amount.
"Can I help make it?" He asks, standing up. He ties up his braided hair into a bun. Gordon jumps up, excited by... Whatever this is.
Donn smiles softly and kiss him on the shoulder "What are you feeling to eat?"
The book opens itself again, a name appearing on its pages. Oscar, from where he stands, can barely make it out. It looks like it starts with a 'Y' but Scott quickly shuts it.
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