"Okay! Hold on!" She jumps in the precise way that will send the board spinning, sending them all flying forward like a torpedo. She laughs maniacally as the board takes a nosedive toward a cottage in the woods, the board falling just faster than she is so it looks like she's still doing a kickflip.
He smiles. "Well then, I'm glad we have similar points of view. It's a shame how much petty vengeance goes on these days. I find it better to avoid such things as much as possible. It's hard to be nice sometimes, but it's easier in the long run."
His magically chain wraps around the board, holding him to it as he cackles from the experience.
He nods “It is simply what I’ve always been taught to do. Revenge is simple, kindness is complex, and complexities often are the better option, though they are far more difficult.”
"We're landing, boy-o!" She laughs as the board slows its spin, heading straight for... "Oh, the poor garden!" She cackles. "Oh well, I didn't like those roses anyway!"
"Complexity is an important element of any good drink. Speaking of which, would you like to keep the mug? They're very good. Sturdy and easy to wash."
She hears the clinking of a spoon against a teacup. "Eh, the real world isn't as fun as I thought it would be. Good to hear you're doing well."
"Good to hear you're faring alright as well." She, with some reluctance, turns to face them. "Yeah, as interesting as the spontaneous chaos of this place is, it isn't the most fun."
He's dressed in a red and gold nightgown with matching slippers and a floppy, pointed cap, as though he were getting ready for bed. He's got an entire tea set on a silver tray beside him, complete with a teapot, an extra cup, and cream and sugar. "I expected more... weird stuff. You know, exciting, illicit treats."
He leads Cyvus to the mostly empty coffee shop, seating him in a big, soft corner booth. The place is nice and cozy, with dim lighting and the sounds and smells of the coffee machines filling the air as thw pale light of winter shines through the large, insulated window. "So, what's up, bud?"
He sits down in the booth with a sigh, sipping from the mug he was given before. He looks around with slight recognition, and smiles. "Not too different from Aspen... Anyway, there's... I know this is silly for a man of my stature, but..." He leans in to whisper to their ear. "I'm having boy problems..." He says quickly and with the air of a distraught teen girl.
He puts a clawed hand on the lionfolk's shoulder, giving a little firm shake and looking him in the eyes. "It happens to the best of us, brother. What kind of issues have you been having?"
"Well, I haven't liked anybody for a long time, maybe even 30 years. But, this Strugel... I can't figure out what it is I need to say to convince him to take a chance. I do all that I know, protect. I try atleast. And he tells me I'm better off elsewhere. He acts as if he himself is the Blight!" He sighs, taking another poiseful sip. "I know not how to advance. I'm not of the court to sway him with words, and I cant fight anything... I'm at a loss, sir."
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"Okay! Hold on!" She jumps in the precise way that will send the board spinning, sending them all flying forward like a torpedo. She laughs maniacally as the board takes a nosedive toward a cottage in the woods, the board falling just faster than she is so it looks like she's still doing a kickflip.
He smiles. "Well then, I'm glad we have similar points of view. It's a shame how much petty vengeance goes on these days. I find it better to avoid such things as much as possible. It's hard to be nice sometimes, but it's easier in the long run."
His magically chain wraps around the board, holding him to it as he cackles from the experience.
He nods “It is simply what I’ve always been taught to do. Revenge is simple, kindness is complex, and complexities often are the better option, though they are far more difficult.”
"We're landing, boy-o!" She laughs as the board slows its spin, heading straight for... "Oh, the poor garden!" She cackles. "Oh well, I didn't like those roses anyway!"
"Complexity is an important element of any good drink. Speaking of which, would you like to keep the mug? They're very good. Sturdy and easy to wash."
He cackles, continuing to hold on via his magically strong chain attached to his body.
He shakes his head, holding it back up to them “You should keep it, I have no need for something like that. My work requires I do things at almost all times, meaning I can’t make things for myself.”
She hears the clinking of a spoon against a teacup. "Eh, the real world isn't as fun as I thought it would be. Good to hear you're doing well."
"Good to hear you're faring alright as well." She, with some reluctance, turns to face them. "Yeah, as interesting as the spontaneous chaos of this place is, it isn't the most fun."
He's dressed in a red and gold nightgown with matching slippers and a floppy, pointed cap, as though he were getting ready for bed. He's got an entire tea set on a silver tray beside him, complete with a teapot, an extra cup, and cream and sugar. "I expected more... weird stuff. You know, exciting, illicit treats."
"I mean, there's lots of weird stuff here- just not the mind-breaking sort. At least, not to my knowledge."
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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)
He puts a clawed hand on the lionfolk's shoulder, giving a little firm shake and looking him in the eyes. "It happens to the best of us, brother. What kind of issues have you been having?"
"Well, I haven't liked anybody for a long time, maybe even 30 years. But, this Strugel... I can't figure out what it is I need to say to convince him to take a chance. I do all that I know, protect. I try atleast. And he tells me I'm better off elsewhere. He acts as if he himself is the Blight!" He sighs, taking another poiseful sip. "I know not how to advance. I'm not of the court to sway him with words, and I cant fight anything... I'm at a loss, sir."
"Well... what's he like? Strugels are supposed to be a highly comfort-oriented people. Born of the cold, they had to find warmth inside themselves. Maybe he couldn't find his own warmth among that of the others', so he thinks he doesn't have any. I dunno. Maybe I'm too focused on the analogy. I doubt I know the guy, so I'm making assumptions."
He puts a clawed hand on the lionfolk's shoulder, giving a little firm shake and looking him in the eyes. "It happens to the best of us, brother. What kind of issues have you been having?"
"Well, I haven't liked anybody for a long time, maybe even 30 years. But, this Strugel... I can't figure out what it is I need to say to convince him to take a chance. I do all that I know, protect. I try atleast. And he tells me I'm better off elsewhere. He acts as if he himself is the Blight!" He sighs, taking another poiseful sip. "I know not how to advance. I'm not of the court to sway him with words, and I cant fight anything... I'm at a loss, sir."
"Well... what's he like? Strugels are supposed to be a highly comfort-oriented people. Born of the cold, they had to find warmth inside themselves. Maybe he couldn't find his own warmth among that of the others', so he thinks he doesn't have any. I dunno. Maybe I'm too focused on the analogy. I doubt I know the guy, so I'm making assumptions."
"I don't know much about him to tell ya... He's closed off, and seemingly hurt deeply. I asked around about him, Felix, and the consensus is he was." he sighs, pouring a liquid from a hip-flask into his mug. "I don't even know anymore."
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"We're landing, boy-o!" She laughs as the board slows its spin, heading straight for... "Oh, the poor garden!" She cackles. "Oh well, I didn't like those roses anyway!"
"Complexity is an important element of any good drink. Speaking of which, would you like to keep the mug? They're very good. Sturdy and easy to wash."
He cackles, continuing to hold on via his magically strong chain attached to his body.
He shakes his head, holding it back up to them “You should keep it, I have no need for something like that. My work requires I do things at almost all times, meaning I can’t make things for myself.”
They crash land, destroying the garden and sending debris flying everywhere. There is shouting from inside. Two hags step out the door. "I'm glad you finally got rid of that pretty garden, Greasegrip!" says the ancient grey one. "If only you could get rid of your pretty self!" Cackles the young, pretty one. The Crone swats the Maiden's head. "Then who would be the banker, you twit? We wouldn't be able to play monopoly!" "I could be the banker!" "You," the Crone says, jabbing a finger in her sister's face, "are a cheat." Granny Greasegrip climbs out of the crater. "Stop bickering, ladies! We have company!"
"That's a shame. It'll be here if you need it." He takes the mug and goes to wash it.
"We're landing, boy-o!" She laughs as the board slows its spin, heading straight for... "Oh, the poor garden!" She cackles. "Oh well, I didn't like those roses anyway!"
"Complexity is an important element of any good drink. Speaking of which, would you like to keep the mug? They're very good. Sturdy and easy to wash."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Cut for Salem.*
He chuckles, his horns heating up to light the blunt, leaning against the same tree.
“You are destined to achieve your goals with time, I believe you are someone capable of doing great things, but I don’t know you. So maybe I’m wrong.”
He turns red, and goes out of his thunder god form, unable to keep it up without focusing.
He sits down, grabbing his utensils and smiling “I love you so much.” He begins eating, his old charismatic smile back on his face.
He's dressed in a red and gold nightgown with matching slippers and a floppy, pointed cap, as though he were getting ready for bed. He's got an entire tea set on a silver tray beside him, complete with a teapot, an extra cup, and cream and sugar. "I expected more... weird stuff. You know, exciting, illicit treats."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Well, I haven't liked anybody for a long time, maybe even 30 years. But, this Strugel... I can't figure out what it is I need to say to convince him to take a chance. I do all that I know, protect. I try atleast. And he tells me I'm better off elsewhere. He acts as if he himself is the Blight!" He sighs, taking another poiseful sip. "I know not how to advance. I'm not of the court to sway him with words, and I cant fight anything... I'm at a loss, sir."
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*I'm back and depressed again.*
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
He cackles, continuing to hold on via his magically strong chain attached to his body.
He shakes his head, holding it back up to them “You should keep it, I have no need for something like that. My work requires I do things at almost all times, meaning I can’t make things for myself.”
*Terrible, please, can I do anything to help?*
*Jealousy, neglect, that sort of crud.*
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
"So, when can I move my stuff in? I need to know, it takes ages to move a suitcase, y'know?"
Her tail flicks about lazily, and she smiles. "Maybe I don't need to waterbend, maybe I've got all I need in this town. So, where're you from?"
"Totally fair~" She says, landing on her hinds, downshifting.
"I love you too, sweetie..." she sighs, sitting down and watching him eat.
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"I mean, there's lots of weird stuff here- just not the mind-breaking sort. At least, not to my knowledge."
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)
*oh no. do you need fluffy boys or girls to cheer you up?*
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*Mn*
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
"Well... what's he like? Strugels are supposed to be a highly comfort-oriented people. Born of the cold, they had to find warmth inside themselves. Maybe he couldn't find his own warmth among that of the others', so he thinks he doesn't have any. I dunno. Maybe I'm too focused on the analogy. I doubt I know the guy, so I'm making assumptions."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
He sighs “You want to move in with me? Whenever you want to I’ll be happy to help with that. You can take the bed I’ll take the couch.”
“I never stayed anywhere long enough, that’s why I lack a faith I can hold to.”
He sighs, his arms going slack at his sides, a bit of his school uniform shifting. (Okarun style)
He quickly finishes the food, cleaning the plate to the point of everything being gone on it.
*That sounds awful, I wish I could do something about it.*
*i dunno what Mn means, but im assuming yes. Here*
[My new Raigaar girl] is sat in front of a pond, cross legged and praying.
Reese is getting the nerve to try Saphuno's new meat pie.
Lacai is humming to himself as he colors at a table. Is that a bite taken out of the blue crayon?...
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"I don't know much about him to tell ya... He's closed off, and seemingly hurt deeply. I asked around about him, Felix, and the consensus is he was." he sighs, pouring a liquid from a hip-flask into his mug. "I don't even know anymore."
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"Oh no, mister. You're warm, and cuddle-able. You're sleepin' on the bed with me."
"Sometimes, you don't need faith, just something you can hold on to..." She says, shifting closer to them.
(Love that dynamic.) "Alright, you little weirdo who I love so much. lets go get a drink, somethin' stiff."
"You've been fasting again, huh?" She says, sighing.
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They crash land, destroying the garden and sending debris flying everywhere. There is shouting from inside. Two hags step out the door. "I'm glad you finally got rid of that pretty garden, Greasegrip!" says the ancient grey one. "If only you could get rid of your pretty self!" Cackles the young, pretty one. The Crone swats the Maiden's head. "Then who would be the banker, you twit? We wouldn't be able to play monopoly!" "I could be the banker!" "You," the Crone says, jabbing a finger in her sister's face, "are a cheat." Granny Greasegrip climbs out of the crater. "Stop bickering, ladies! We have company!"
"That's a shame. It'll be here if you need it." He takes the mug and goes to wash it.
*We have BLTs but I can't get into the kitchen.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*I gtg soon, but i'll be back!*
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