*Oh, the head Demon dresses in a Wolverine mascot costume (or does he? Hi, VSauce, Michael here) and smokes a long pipe, which produces smog that makes people (and gods) hungry. The same smog that pours out of the smokestacks above the eatery...*
130 Moon Men starts playing)
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She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*Oh, the head Demon dresses in a Wolverine mascot costume (or does he? Hi, VSauce, Michael here) and smokes a long pipe, which produces smog that makes people (and gods) hungry. The same smog that pours out of the smokestacks above the eatery...*
Wait, they can look like anything, why not just make them appear to be a wolverine tabaxi? save the trouble of the costume, and make smoking easier))
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*Oh, the head Demon dresses in a Wolverine mascot costume (or does he? Hi, VSauce, Michael here) and smokes a long pipe, which produces smog that makes people (and gods) hungry. The same smog that pours out of the smokestacks above the eatery...*
Wait, they can look like anything, why not just make them appear to be a wolverine tabaxi? save the trouble of the costume, and make smoking easier))
*Well, the costume is actually what they look like, they just pretend that it's just an intricate costume*
Out in the wastes, the ground cracks. Steam and black-and-red smoke burst from the barren soil. Tall metal spires force themselves out of the earth, pumping out more demonic smog.
Eventually, they seem to stop... briefly. The ground begins to rend and churn around it as a gargantuan building is pulled up to the surface... my god... it's a... a...
family restaurant? A chubby wolverine mascot walks out of the building, smoking a long pipe and observing the surroundings as strange crops grow from the ground around the eatery. More creatures, horrible, malformed things wearing aprons and masks, head out and begin to harvest the crops. As they bring the food in and begin to prepare it, the smokestacks begin to produce more.
The smoke from the spires and pipe blows on the wind toward the Oasis, ember-like coupons flitting around in the smog, luring humans to the demonic lair. The smoke itself doesn't seem to be harmful, and in fact, causes plants to grow healthier where it blows.
A big, blonde haired, blue eyed butcher enters the restaurant and looks around.
It is oversized and very spacious. The butcher starts to feel hungry for some reason as they watch the other guests stuff their faces. A staff member pulls out a chair for the butcher.
A big, blonde haired, blue eyed butcher enters the restaurant and looks around.
It is oversized and very spacious. The butcher starts to feel hungry for some reason as they watch the other guests stuff their faces. A staff member pulls out a chair for the butcher.
The Butcher bangs the blade of his butcher’s cleaver into the table after he sits down. He brings out a bell and rings it before bellowing, “Bring me the boss of this brilliant business!”
A big, blonde haired, blue eyed butcher enters the restaurant and looks around.
It is oversized and very spacious. The butcher starts to feel hungry for some reason as they watch the other guests stuff their faces. A staff member pulls out a chair for the butcher.
The Butcher bangs the blade of his butcher’s cleaver into the table after he sits down. He brings out a bell and rings it before bellowing, “Bring me the boss of this brilliant business!”
The mascot walks up to him. "Hey, buddy! Would you like me to send a message to the boss for ya?"
A big, blonde haired, blue eyed butcher enters the restaurant and looks around.
It is oversized and very spacious. The butcher starts to feel hungry for some reason as they watch the other guests stuff their faces. A staff member pulls out a chair for the butcher.
The Butcher bangs the blade of his butcher’s cleaver into the table after he sits down. He brings out a bell and rings it before bellowing, “Bring me the boss of this brilliant business!”
The mascot walks up to him. "Hey, buddy! Would you like me to send a message to the boss for ya?"
“You bet!” booms the butcher, “Tell him that Bob the Butcher, Baron of Bs would like to speak to him. And a big ol’ beef should be brought forth as well.”
A big, blonde haired, blue eyed butcher enters the restaurant and looks around.
It is oversized and very spacious. The butcher starts to feel hungry for some reason as they watch the other guests stuff their faces. A staff member pulls out a chair for the butcher.
The Butcher bangs the blade of his butcher’s cleaver into the table after he sits down. He brings out a bell and rings it before bellowing, “Bring me the boss of this brilliant business!”
The mascot walks up to him. "Hey, buddy! Would you like me to send a message to the boss for ya?"
“You bet!” booms the butcher, “Tell him that Bob the Butcher, Baron of Bs would like to speak to him. And a big ol’ beef should be brought forth as well.”
"Well, the boss is very shy, so you can just tell me what you want him to hear! And we'll get you that beef right away, sir!"
As he says that, a massive al pastor of beef is hooked into place on his table.
A big, blonde haired, blue eyed butcher enters the restaurant and looks around.
It is oversized and very spacious. The butcher starts to feel hungry for some reason as they watch the other guests stuff their faces. A staff member pulls out a chair for the butcher.
The Butcher bangs the blade of his butcher’s cleaver into the table after he sits down. He brings out a bell and rings it before bellowing, “Bring me the boss of this brilliant business!”
The mascot walks up to him. "Hey, buddy! Would you like me to send a message to the boss for ya?"
“You bet!” booms the butcher, “Tell him that Bob the Butcher, Baron of Bs would like to speak to him. And a big ol’ beef should be brought forth as well.”
"Well, the boss is very shy, so you can just tell me what you want him to hear! And we'll get you that beef right away, sir!"
As he says that, a massive al pastor of beef is hooked into place on his table.
He beams, “Well boss, I saw this place blossom and so I bounced down here to witness this new building. I’m new around here, and I believe you are too and thought that it would be wise to meet the neighbors. The Baron’s got to know who’s who and what’s what and all that rubbish, right? Besides, I am always open to some breakfast.”
He beams, “Well boss, I saw this place blossom and so I bounced down here to witness this new building. I’m new around here, and I believe you are too and thought that it would be wise to meet the neighbors. The Baron’s got to know who’s who and what’s what and all that rubbish, right? Besides, I am always open to some breakfast.”
The mascot nods and walks into the other room, coming back out the instant the door swings shut behind him.
"The boss says he's happy that you're here, and that we'll gladly serve breakfast all day, although breakfast actually has an etymological meaning, literally 'to break a fast,' meaning eating after not doing so for a long time, so it wouldn't really be breakfast once you finish your first serving. Ah, did it again. Sorry, we're passionate about food here."
He beams, “Well boss, I saw this place blossom and so I bounced down here to witness this new building. I’m new around here, and I believe you are too and thought that it would be wise to meet the neighbors. The Baron’s got to know who’s who and what’s what and all that rubbish, right? Besides, I am always open to some breakfast.”
The mascot nods and walks into the other room, coming back out the instant the door swings shut behind him.
"The boss says he's happy that you're here, and that we'll gladly serve breakfast all day, although breakfast actually has an etymological meaning, literally 'to break a fast,' meaning eating after not doing so for a long time, so it wouldn't really be breakfast once you finish your first serving. Ah, did it again. Sorry, we're passionate about food here."
“Breakfast or brunch, whatever,” he tugs on his bushy beard, “Your business seems bountiful in brilliant culinary delights.”
130 Moon Men starts playing)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*I guess I'll intro tomorrow when people are actually up*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Wait, they can look like anything, why not just make them appear to be a wolverine tabaxi? save the trouble of the costume, and make smoking easier))
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*Well, the costume is actually what they look like, they just pretend that it's just an intricate costume*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Oh, the 'or does he' wasn't just a joke. k))
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
“No, there are many more. Kila was basically our leader, but he hasn’t been around in a while.”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
"What happened to him, do you know?" (Did he get sent to the Shadow Realm?)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Out in the wastes, the ground cracks. Steam and black-and-red smoke burst from the barren soil. Tall metal spires force themselves out of the earth, pumping out more demonic smog.
Eventually, they seem to stop... briefly. The ground begins to rend and churn around it as a gargantuan building is pulled up to the surface... my god... it's a... a...
family restaurant? A chubby wolverine mascot walks out of the building, smoking a long pipe and observing the surroundings as strange crops grow from the ground around the eatery. More creatures, horrible, malformed things wearing aprons and masks, head out and begin to harvest the crops. As they bring the food in and begin to prepare it, the smokestacks begin to produce more.
The smoke from the spires and pipe blows on the wind toward the Oasis, ember-like coupons flitting around in the smog, luring humans to the demonic lair. The smoke itself doesn't seem to be harmful, and in fact, causes plants to grow healthier where it blows.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
A big, blonde haired, blue eyed butcher enters the restaurant and looks around.
It is oversized and very spacious. The butcher starts to feel hungry for some reason as they watch the other guests stuff their faces. A staff member pulls out a chair for the butcher.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The Butcher bangs the blade of his butcher’s cleaver into the table after he sits down. He brings out a bell and rings it before bellowing, “Bring me the boss of this brilliant business!”
The mascot walks up to him. "Hey, buddy! Would you like me to send a message to the boss for ya?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
“You bet!” booms the butcher, “Tell him that Bob the Butcher, Baron of Bs would like to speak to him. And a big ol’ beef should be brought forth as well.”
"Well, the boss is very shy, so you can just tell me what you want him to hear! And we'll get you that beef right away, sir!"
As he says that, a massive al pastor of beef is hooked into place on his table.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
He beams, “Well boss, I saw this place blossom and so I bounced down here to witness this new building. I’m new around here, and I believe you are too and thought that it would be wise to meet the neighbors. The Baron’s got to know who’s who and what’s what and all that rubbish, right? Besides, I am always open to some breakfast.”
The mascot nods and walks into the other room, coming back out the instant the door swings shut behind him.
"The boss says he's happy that you're here, and that we'll gladly serve breakfast all day, although breakfast actually has an etymological meaning, literally 'to break a fast,' meaning eating after not doing so for a long time, so it wouldn't really be breakfast once you finish your first serving. Ah, did it again. Sorry, we're passionate about food here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*Explodes onto the scene, caked in blood.*
*"Oh dear... Wrong body. don't mind me*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Breakfast or brunch, whatever,” he tugs on his bushy beard, “Your business seems bountiful in brilliant culinary delights.”
*Hey, Wendy! I just introed a Decadence/Monstrosity god in case you wanna go to his restaurant.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*Me thinks I want to recreate Morgana as the Fear Goddess now hehehehehe*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]