As the carnivals lights turn on, the first show of the night begins, a grand finale for those who bought a ticket. It starts soon, so there is still time to experience other attractions and buy goodies
Kayla focuses her attention on the upcoming grand finale show.
*I'm sorry, I was passed out by this*
As the lights dim (somehow) an announcers voice rings into the crowd, "Thank you all for coming to our grand finale of the night! Its been a pleasure hosting for you, and ma you enjoy the show!" They say as the lights turn up to a section of raised acrobatics equipment, a pair of acrobats standing on platforms nearly 100ft off the ground
He hands her a device that looks like something between tweezers and a pair of spoons, all plated in gold. "Scoop out the soft flesh inside with these. Leave the juices; I'll show you why in a minute."
She does so
The flesh tastes sweet and salty, with a sort of... not metallic, but the kind of flavor you would imagine pure silver would have. It tastes of purity and gentleness, and has a gently chewy and juicy mouthfeel. It tastes of alcohol, but is as much sweet and savory as boozy. She can taste the relief and joy in the fist-sized mollusk.
"Mmmmm!!! sooo good." she dabs a napkin on her lips. "You're right. Its delicious."
He hands her a device that looks like something between tweezers and a pair of spoons, all plated in gold. "Scoop out the soft flesh inside with these. Leave the juices; I'll show you why in a minute."
She does so
The flesh tastes sweet and salty, with a sort of... not metallic, but the kind of flavor you would imagine pure silver would have. It tastes of purity and gentleness, and has a gently chewy and juicy mouthfeel. It tastes of alcohol, but is as much sweet and savory as boozy. She can taste the relief and joy in the fist-sized mollusk.
"Mmmmm!!! sooo good." she dabs a napkin on her lips. "You're right. Its delicious."
"Now..." He pulls out a small cup and a bottle. He pours some of the liquid, some sort of low-proof booze, into the cup, then has his little pig spirit heat it up.
He hands her a device that looks like something between tweezers and a pair of spoons, all plated in gold. "Scoop out the soft flesh inside with these. Leave the juices; I'll show you why in a minute."
She does so
The flesh tastes sweet and salty, with a sort of... not metallic, but the kind of flavor you would imagine pure silver would have. It tastes of purity and gentleness, and has a gently chewy and juicy mouthfeel. It tastes of alcohol, but is as much sweet and savory as boozy. She can taste the relief and joy in the fist-sized mollusk.
"Mmmmm!!! sooo good." she dabs a napkin on her lips. "You're right. Its delicious."
"Now..." He pulls out a small cup and a bottle. He pours some of the liquid, some sort of low-proof booze, into the cup, then has his little pig spirit heat it up.
"...pour the fluids into this cup and drink it."
her arms float steadily and pour the liquids into the cup. "A-alright then" she downs the cup.
He hands her a device that looks like something between tweezers and a pair of spoons, all plated in gold. "Scoop out the soft flesh inside with these. Leave the juices; I'll show you why in a minute."
She does so
The flesh tastes sweet and salty, with a sort of... not metallic, but the kind of flavor you would imagine pure silver would have. It tastes of purity and gentleness, and has a gently chewy and juicy mouthfeel. It tastes of alcohol, but is as much sweet and savory as boozy. She can taste the relief and joy in the fist-sized mollusk.
"Mmmmm!!! sooo good." she dabs a napkin on her lips. "You're right. Its delicious."
"Now..." He pulls out a small cup and a bottle. He pours some of the liquid, some sort of low-proof booze, into the cup, then has his little pig spirit heat it up.
"...pour the fluids into this cup and drink it."
her arms float steadily and pour the liquids into the cup. "A-alright then" she downs the cup.
It is intoxicatingly good, even better than the meat itself. With the lingering taste of the flesh in her mouth, its flavor is even more intense.
"Funny thing about unicorn oysters: they reproduce the same way as fruit. That's why they taste so delicious."
He hands her a device that looks like something between tweezers and a pair of spoons, all plated in gold. "Scoop out the soft flesh inside with these. Leave the juices; I'll show you why in a minute."
She does so
The flesh tastes sweet and salty, with a sort of... not metallic, but the kind of flavor you would imagine pure silver would have. It tastes of purity and gentleness, and has a gently chewy and juicy mouthfeel. It tastes of alcohol, but is as much sweet and savory as boozy. She can taste the relief and joy in the fist-sized mollusk.
"Mmmmm!!! sooo good." she dabs a napkin on her lips. "You're right. Its delicious."
"Now..." He pulls out a small cup and a bottle. He pours some of the liquid, some sort of low-proof booze, into the cup, then has his little pig spirit heat it up.
"...pour the fluids into this cup and drink it."
her arms float steadily and pour the liquids into the cup. "A-alright then" she downs the cup.
It is intoxicatingly good, even better than the meat itself. With the lingering taste of the flesh in her mouth, its flavor is even more intense.
"Funny thing about unicorn oysters: they reproduce the same way as fruit. That's why they taste so delicious."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*imma do a little cutscene since nobodies doing carnival rn -^-*
Oswald looked down at the table he'd been working at, gazing at his latest creation. Something that could... fix him, the imperfections in his flesh. Looking to the side at the crutches he used to walk around, he could barely remember the last time he had felt the ground beneath his feet without them. He leaned back, stretching slightly as he looked at the time, almost 2 days of straight work had payed off, or atleast he hoped so. There wasn't a way to test these things until they were on afterall. The clock ticked forward slowly as he picked up his crutches, standing at scooping up the project he'd spent nearly his entire savings on finishing. Hobbling over to a blood and oil soaked table, he sat down on it with his creations on his side. He would need to do this perfectly, there wasn't enough room for an error. Though even if he did make a mistake, he would last long enough to regret it. Quickly shaking that thought from his head, he grabs a bottle of light blue disc shaped pills, pouring some into his hand. Ghoulweed was lethal raw, but when processed right and taken in small doses, it was a useful painkiller and anesthetic. Of course, too much and he'd just paralyze himself further. Swallowing the handful of pills, he looked down to the metallic objects beside him, their light copper sheen reflecting back the light above him. They had to work, they couldn't fail at this point. Drawing a sword, something he had never used but he'd need something larger than a scalpel this time, he raised the blade above his leg, around the middle of his thigh he took a shaking breath as the pills kicked in, and brought down the blade with a sickening crunch that echoed through the room
Do you need some...help with that? I'm a magical healer.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
As the carnivals lights turn on, the first show of the night begins, a grand finale for those who bought a ticket. It starts soon, so there is still time to experience other attractions and buy goodies
Kayla focuses her attention on the upcoming grand finale show.
*I'm sorry, I was passed out by this*
As the lights dim (somehow) an announcers voice rings into the crowd, "Thank you all for coming to our grand finale of the night! Its been a pleasure hosting for you, and ma you enjoy the show!" They say as the lights turn up to a section of raised acrobatics equipment, a pair of acrobats standing on platforms nearly 100ft off the ground
*for anyone who wants to watch the final -^-*
Kayla is watching the acrobats with rapt attention. She’s still sitting next to the woman she was talking to earlier.
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"Its quite good. My favorite part is at the end where theres a huge firework show. I don't know if thats gonna happen here. But i hope!"
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
“I can’t wait!” Kayla says happily.
*Gtg for now. See you CP.*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
*Morning, how's everyone doing?*
*I'm doing great! Having a relatively boring vacation, but that's okay.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*that's good. I'm considering joining more taverns since a lot of my old ones died :p*
"I'm Glad!"
* Alr cya :) *
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
*for anyone who wants to watch the final -^-*
"Mmmmm!!! sooo good." she dabs a napkin on her lips. "You're right. Its delicious."
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
"Now..." He pulls out a small cup and a bottle. He pours some of the liquid, some sort of low-proof booze, into the cup, then has his little pig spirit heat it up.
"...pour the fluids into this cup and drink it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
her arms float steadily and pour the liquids into the cup. "A-alright then" she downs the cup.
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
Garaless is in the cafe.
Hello, I’m The mighty Dragon bard!
Music nerd, bookworm, dragon lover and avid shoe wearer. I also like drawing and playing guitar.
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It is intoxicatingly good, even better than the meat itself. With the lingering taste of the flesh in her mouth, its flavor is even more intense.
"Funny thing about unicorn oysters: they reproduce the same way as fruit. That's why they taste so delicious."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Im shocked. This is so good."
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
Sirius begins to put the ingredients away. "Indeed. And you wanna know the best part?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Gently slides into the conversation*
What, What is the best part?
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*imma do a little cutscene since nobodies doing carnival rn -^-*
Oswald looked down at the table he'd been working at, gazing at his latest creation. Something that could... fix him, the imperfections in his flesh. Looking to the side at the crutches he used to walk around, he could barely remember the last time he had felt the ground beneath his feet without them. He leaned back, stretching slightly as he looked at the time, almost 2 days of straight work had payed off, or atleast he hoped so. There wasn't a way to test these things until they were on afterall. The clock ticked forward slowly as he picked up his crutches, standing at scooping up the project he'd spent nearly his entire savings on finishing. Hobbling over to a blood and oil soaked table, he sat down on it with his creations on his side. He would need to do this perfectly, there wasn't enough room for an error. Though even if he did make a mistake, he would last long enough to regret it. Quickly shaking that thought from his head, he grabs a bottle of light blue disc shaped pills, pouring some into his hand. Ghoulweed was lethal raw, but when processed right and taken in small doses, it was a useful painkiller and anesthetic. Of course, too much and he'd just paralyze himself further. Swallowing the handful of pills, he looked down to the metallic objects beside him, their light copper sheen reflecting back the light above him. They had to work, they couldn't fail at this point. Drawing a sword, something he had never used but he'd need something larger than a scalpel this time, he raised the blade above his leg, around the middle of his thigh he took a shaking breath as the pills kicked in, and brought down the blade with a sickening crunch that echoed through the room
*to oswald*
Do you need some...help with that? I'm a magical healer.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Kayla is watching the acrobats with rapt attention. She’s still sitting next to the woman she was talking to earlier.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
*who is the woman*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*oh, he's not in the main room lol, sorry if I didn't convey that :]*