A hunting game for a pair of foxes? Ha ha.
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It's not really cold until it hits, like, 20 F. And even that's gentle. It hit -14 F once.
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Oh. When did it become my turn in all my RPs?
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First Dan Da Dan and now this funky jazz ode to pets has me crying. Hhrrnnngggg
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I'm a generally chill gremlin that can be kinda particular. I grew up with plenty of electronics and video games, mostly with games like Final Fantasy, Zelda, and StarCraft. I like to blend magic and technology in my writing, bringing fantasy into space and sci-fi.
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Oh, yeah. I'm tired. Oops.
A hunting game, of small varmints? For a pair of foxes? Hah.
Pop quiz, Miyuki! How does your wife feel about being weaponized? Essay format, points for brevity.
Okay...
Can I pick Sylvia from Potionomics? She's the player character, though :x
Stella Lumite
The egg was hers? Stella took another look at the egg she cradled, knowing now that she would be caring for it. She accepted the star piece graciously, though certainly the egg was more important. She stowed the valuable but mysterious trinket away and held the egg carefully in both hands, to examine it closely. “Keep it hidden, huh?” Introducing the egg to the woods would be the opposite of hiding it, right? That would be taking into the Arcanine’s den. So.. hatch it first. Then decide about the forest.
“I’ll keep away from the forest, for now. To honor Miss Eberg’s wish. Perhaps the Pokemon inside will be important to solving the mystery of the forest? It seems like she knew something, but just.. couldn’t form the words to express it.” Stella shook her head, “I’ve got no idea. But, I’ll take her guidance. Keep the egg hidden. She..” Stella grimaced and groaned softly, suddenly weary, “didn’t say from what, huh?”
”I think I’ll take the egg from here as soon as possible, then.” Keep it hidden. Was something coming? ”Hey, since I visited her grave, and then came back here.. is it still safe? I don’t think you should stay here, either. If trouble will follow me, like you say, it would follow me here, first, right? So, we should all leave. Heh, maybe I’ll luck out and run into a gym leader again, if it ever catches up to me. That would be nice and lucky.” Maybe she should do more training. Was the danger something Kaebe could bite?
”Shall we?” Stella carefully tucked the egg into a pocket on her person as she stood. Keep it nice and warm and nurture that darling. She would motion to leave, feeling a pressure to put distance between the egg and the woods.
I've already got wave dashing and dash-jump cancelling down, don't worry.
Yumeiko no Akame no Kami
Location: Building #1; Cafeteria
Interactions: Miyuki @Xaltwind, Borkus @Dragonydas
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Oh dear. Miyuki was making sarcastic suggestions. She was getting irritable. It could be such trouble to mitigate Miyuki’s bad moods, she’d better figure something out. Before Yumeiko could think too much about her course of action, she heard a highly suspicious change in the tone of the elder fox. She glanced her lover nervously before begin taken by the arm and whisked away. As she was spun about, she reached out with her blessed tail and brushed Borkus with it. By imbuing him with a blessing, perhaps she could aid in turning this whole mess around?
Miyuki.. pulled her chair out for her? Yumeiko watched the other with a wary gaze. This was extremely unusual behavior. She was being too understanding, and too courteous, even to the golden fox. She knew something was up with this new compassionate demeanor, especially as the kyuubi motioned to bide their time indefinitely. Miyuki hadn’t had lunch. There was no way.
She took her seat graciously, flirtatiously brushing her tails against her lover as she did, “normally, I’m the only one you might show this much patience to. Miyuki-chan, nani suru~?”
Niara Rootwick
~ Center of Town ~
A voice caught her attention away from admiring her handiwork as it retreated through the sky. She turned and beheld a battered but vigorous human. The sheer vitality in her voice was ignorant of the cuts and scrapes and bruises decorating her form. “Well! I knew I should have taken that healing class.” A soft tut escaped her before she came to the matter presented to her. “You want the well fixed, was it?”
Well well! Everywhere she went, things needed to be fixed. Was she cursed? Or perhaps blessed, to be able to exercise her occupation in such a remote place. Things here seemed very different, she found herself wondering if the fixing of things would be different, too. With a smirk and a “heh,” she made a joke for herself, “support ticket accepted. My name is Niara and I’ll be your technician, today. Let’s see what we’ve got.”
A well, was it? She was familiar with the concept, but there weren’t many such things on the islands. There were many ways they would collect water, but with the islands in the sky, water didn’t tend to pool under the ground for a well to tap. Plenty of cavernous rivers, however. The elven woman approached the structure while she examined it. She didn’t have to be an expert to tell the thing was falling apart. She picked the bucket up and peered through one of its holes, then examined the fraying rope, and the mechanics of the pulley. Everything was bad, even the support structure.
“Fixed..?” Niara rubbed her chin thoughtfully, as she examined the crank last, “we’d better off rebuilding the whole thing, honestly. It might be possible to salvage some parts, with some dedication? It’s hard to say if that’d be more trouble than it’s worth, though. If you fixed the bucket without addressing any of the other issues, the whole thing might fall apart from the weight of the water.”
“We’ll need materials, at any rate. Little bit of lumber for the bucket, new rope. I bet this one would break if the bucket didn’t have any holes..” Niara studied the well for a moment before looking around at the buildings surrounding her. “If I can find a vine around here, I can grow one near the well and we can use it for a rope, temporarily.”
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