He tilts his head again, thinking. After a moment, he articulates a response. "Uhh... Nuh-uh. That's like... voodoo dolls, right?" He ties the strings to his claws and makes the puppet dance. "I just think they're neat." He smiles wide.
"So it is sympathetic. What is done onto that reflects onto me." They state, before thinking. "Do you practice such a craft well?"
"I dunno. I got a little... magic stuff." He has the puppet mime whittling with surprising detail in its movement. "I like making puppets. Making people happy. Not good at voices, though. But it's uh'kay. I can... hear da laughs better." He looks up from the three-foot-tall marionette and into Lazarus' eyes. "Do you like it?"
“Call me an egotist, but yes. It reminds me of my childhood… and life.” They reply wistfully. “Is it one size fits all?”
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He chuckles, looking at her. "I don't drink either. Seen too many fall for the bottle so hard they forget their friends... and themselves. But who am I to tell others what they can and can't enjoy?"
"Good on you, sharing your wealth to bring others some happiness."
He giggles. "I'm gonna get a bath and perfume, and I'm gonna go to a barber, and I'm gonna have some real food! Did you know that they don't mix up their garbage here? Most places, see, they stir everything together to ruin it, so people like me will starve. But lucky me, some rich kid got themself dumped in the river in a bag, and they were so grateful for my rescue, they left me all the valuables they had on em'! Made myself a pretty penny off those earrings!"
She bends her neck down, her long hair falling around her like a nuns veil "Ah.. a grateful rescue? How.. generous."
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
"I dunno. I got a little... magic stuff." He has the puppet mime whittling with surprising detail in its movement. "I like making puppets. Making people happy. Not good at voices, though. But it's uh'kay. I can... hear da laughs better." He looks up from the three-foot-tall marionette and into Lazarus' eyes. "Do you like it?"
“Call me an egotist, but yes. It reminds me of my childhood… and life.” They reply wistfully. “Is it one size fits all?”
"Nah. I gotta bunch." He seems very happy. His big tail thumps against the ground. "Kid puppets, momma puppets, pappa puppets... You can change out bits and pieces, but they got different shapes."
He giggles. "I'm gonna get a bath and perfume, and I'm gonna go to a barber, and I'm gonna have some real food! Did you know that they don't mix up their garbage here? Most places, see, they stir everything together to ruin it, so people like me will starve. But lucky me, some rich kid got themself dumped in the river in a bag, and they were so grateful for my rescue, they left me all the valuables they had on em'! Made myself a pretty penny off those earrings!"
She bends her neck down, her long hair falling around her like a nuns veil "Ah.. a grateful rescue? How.. generous."
"I wish I could've had his shoes, though. They were verrry nice. Curly toes and everything."
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“Call me an egotist, but yes. It reminds me of my childhood… and life.” They reply wistfully. “Is it one size fits all?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She bends her neck down, her long hair falling around her like a nuns veil "Ah.. a grateful rescue? How.. generous."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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"Nah. I gotta bunch." He seems very happy. His big tail thumps against the ground. "Kid puppets, momma puppets, pappa puppets... You can change out bits and pieces, but they got different shapes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"I wish I could've had his shoes, though. They were verrry nice. Curly toes and everything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine