How can my wife, who is a servant of the goddess of agriculture, be so cold and indifferent to the cime that is wasted food!? That rice was meant for eating, not being splatted on the floor! D:
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That feeling when you realize that your vacation's almost over and you'll have to go back to work in a few days...
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- I don't use social media, discord or google docs.
- I suffer from Retinitis Pigmentosa and use a text-reading software to get through other peoples' posts.
- I'm rude, short-tempered and unserious. I'll likely say things that'll upset, offend and/or infuriate you.
- I consider roleplaying a hobby and a pass-time, not art.
- I do anime-roleplay and only anime-roleplay.
Most Recent Posts
--- Springwood Forest ---
@Zeroth Yasunami Akitsugu, @Dragonydas Myrravel Velasien, @Remram Brom Stronghammer
It appeared, for the time being, that the foreign blacksmith from the far east, had managed to cut and chop and carve up several pieces of lumber from fallen logs. However, the man would find it difficult to locate anymore of these convenient sources of sizeable, dry and suitable pieces of lumber around - at least in this particular section of the woodlands. There might be more fallen logs, yes, but most of them were either ones that had started decomposing, become overgrown with other vegetation, or claimed by various forest insects as nests and hives. Thus, only things like loose sticks and branches would likely be around on the ground in the vicinity at this point.
As the red-haired man returned to converse with his companions about their immediate future and next steps, there was a rustle in some nearby, convenient shrubs. A tense moment followed as the leaves quivered and shifted from the presence of something within the foliage being astir...
... And then...!
... A slime sloshed out. Yup. A slime. A green one. Flabby and gelatinous. Semi-transparent. About the size of your average little dog, like a dachshund or jack russel. The sluggish creature seemed to have been attracted by something, and was now making a very slow, gooey approach towards the trio had gathered around the firewood that the metalworker had so painstakingly spent a lot of time gathering and preparing.
... Was... Was it attracted to the firewood!? Was it planning to eat the firewood?! ... Or maybe it was just drawn in by the sounds of three large, clothed monkeys who didn't know better than to keep their voices down in a forest full of monsters. In any case, the small ball of goop was headed straight for them!
--- Town Center //
Eastern Town ---
Eastern Town ---
@ERode MacKinnon, @Lupusintus Rinn Arniman, @BunniesOfDoom Adrila Jaaxa,
The married couple continued to converse and talk amongst themselves. Eventually devolving into the large man letting out a happy laugh, grabbing his wife's waist and lifting her up into the air, afterwhich he did a twirl with the woman still in his arms and in the air - causing her to let outa horrified shriek, followed by a brief moment of mirthful laughter, before she began to bonk her husband on the head, telling him to put her down. The man just grinned and happiyl accepted the loving bats to his rather wooden noggin', perfectly content with letting his rather-noticeably shorter-than-himself wife squirm a bit.
So lost in their own little world was the pair that they didn't even notice when the girl from earlier came running by and delivered a quick, unclear message... Nor did the ynote when the bard stood and hurried after the new and shiny female who had just appeared. But, at the very least they were staying in one place, so if the beaurocrat elf decided to drop by and take up Sheryl's offer to help go over and test, measure and try the new blankets, she'd at least have no trouble finding them.
Meanwhile, as the spirited girl with her pickaxe, and bard, in tow rushed over to the east of the town, she found the following revelation:
The eastern part of this old settlement was a lot less populated. There were fewer buildings here than in any of the other areas she'd gone to. In addition, the buildings here looked a little larger in general... Was this perhaps the wealthy part of town? Or, perhaps it was an industrial zone and this is where all the various artisans and crafters hung out and lived? It'd make sense for people who had to use lots of tools and make goods to need larger space. But then again, it made just as much sense that people with more money than sense would spend it on giving thesmeselves larger living areas compared to their lessers... So, who could say, really? Regardless, the buildings were still in pretty much the same state as everything else around the village. But what would she find if she poked her head into one of these larger dwellings?
--- Southwest Farms ---
@CitrusArms Niara Rootwick, @Rune_Alchemist Yingmei Okudaira
When the farmer girl offered the little creature some seeds, it looked up from what it was doing, spotted the new source of food, and immediately trundled over in its waddling way. IT happily pecked at the bits of food it had been given, then let out a satisfied "Rrrrrp~!" noise once it was done. It seemed very happy when the root elf patted and cuddled it, closing its eyes and enjoying the pets. When they stopped, it waddled over to the farm girl who had fed it, and nuzzled up against her leg, gently rubbing its feathered face and cheeks against her leg. It seemed to have taken quite a liking to these two ladies. It wasn't quite intelligent enought o give any replies or hints about its gender or ability to lay eggs though, sad as it was, most birds couldn't talk.
All that was left to do now was inspec tthe strange little shack, or the old farmhouse and see if there was anything useful or important there... Otherwise, all they could really do was either head back to the town, go explore somewhere else, or get to work on clearing up those fields that still needed a-cleaing!
Your efforts are appreciated. :)
Also, please note that I don't like to hound people about posts, but when I've set there to be a posting schedule, I'll have to stick to and enforce it. Also remember that if you need time off, get suddenly swamped or busy, fall ill or for any other reason won't be able to post for a turn; Just let me know. You don't have to say why or what's preventing you from posting if you don't wanna. Just a "Hey, I got a lot going on" or "Some shit came up that I gotta deal with" or such.
I like to think myself flexible and understanding enough to not be a complete hard-ass and punish you for events or circumstances that're beyond your control. But I need to be informed that they're happening and, if possible, for how long they'll effect you. If you can't guesstimate, just leave a repeat notification before the next round if you need/are going to miss multiple.
I don't want anyone to feel like they're being treated unfairly or wasn't given a chance to explain or be given leave. But that can only happen if you log in and PM me or drop a post in the OOC, telling me about it. :(
Also, please note that I don't like to hound people about posts, but when I've set there to be a posting schedule, I'll have to stick to and enforce it. Also remember that if you need time off, get suddenly swamped or busy, fall ill or for any other reason won't be able to post for a turn; Just let me know. You don't have to say why or what's preventing you from posting if you don't wanna. Just a "Hey, I got a lot going on" or "Some shit came up that I gotta deal with" or such.
I like to think myself flexible and understanding enough to not be a complete hard-ass and punish you for events or circumstances that're beyond your control. But I need to be informed that they're happening and, if possible, for how long they'll effect you. If you can't guesstimate, just leave a repeat notification before the next round if you need/are going to miss multiple.
I don't want anyone to feel like they're being treated unfairly or wasn't given a chance to explain or be given leave. But that can only happen if you log in and PM me or drop a post in the OOC, telling me about it. :(
@ERode
I'll be fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine~
Im the protagonist, after all. Got that sweet, sweet plot armor.
*Contiues to brag and raise Death Flags*
@Zeroth
Imagening Akitsugu as a baby monkey was quite fun. Especially when I pullec up a pic of Shantae's monkey form and imagined that, but with red fur instead. xD
But yes, Aki is displaced at the moment, until Dragonydas and Remram catch up with his action so far.
Speaking of...
Paging:
@Lupusintus, @CitrusArms, @Remram, @Dragonydas and @BunniesOfDoom.
Are any of you going to post today, or tomorrow? If so, I can hold off on my own GM post. But otherwise, I'll have to issue a warning to each of you, since none of you have contacted me via PM, or mentioned in the OOC, that you've been unable to post. That is, unless you post in like.... The next 5 hours from this post going up.
I'll be fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine~
Im the protagonist, after all. Got that sweet, sweet plot armor.
*Contiues to brag and raise Death Flags*
@Zeroth
Imagening Akitsugu as a baby monkey was quite fun. Especially when I pullec up a pic of Shantae's monkey form and imagined that, but with red fur instead. xD
But yes, Aki is displaced at the moment, until Dragonydas and Remram catch up with his action so far.
Speaking of...
Paging:
@Lupusintus, @CitrusArms, @Remram, @Dragonydas and @BunniesOfDoom.
Are any of you going to post today, or tomorrow? If so, I can hold off on my own GM post. But otherwise, I'll have to issue a warning to each of you, since none of you have contacted me via PM, or mentioned in the OOC, that you've been unable to post. That is, unless you post in like.... The next 5 hours from this post going up.
I see everyone's going for the "I'll do it the day before!" approach this week.
Well, aside from ERode and Rune who've been good lil' players and posted. And Zeroth, 'cuz minor surgery is still surgery.
But hey, there's still like... 20~ hours or so until the next GM post.
Also, apparently they've put out a warning for the Winter Vomit Virus over here now, and apparently it's really mean this year. Super contagious and super nasty. Unfortunately, working at a grocery store menas a lot of people are gonna come and touch a lot of stuff which I then have to touch. Guess I'll have to make sure to wear double-layers of plastic gloves this coming month... x_x
Well, aside from ERode and Rune who've been good lil' players and posted. And Zeroth, 'cuz minor surgery is still surgery.
But hey, there's still like... 20~ hours or so until the next GM post.
Also, apparently they've put out a warning for the Winter Vomit Virus over here now, and apparently it's really mean this year. Super contagious and super nasty. Unfortunately, working at a grocery store menas a lot of people are gonna come and touch a lot of stuff which I then have to touch. Guess I'll have to make sure to wear double-layers of plastic gloves this coming month... x_x
Miyuki no Suzuyami
Locationn: Umbra Rose Condos, Bldg #1 cafeteria Caféteria
Time of Day: Late Afternoon
Relevant Cast: @CitrusArms Yumeiko, @Lemons Velvet, @Expendable Qaymu (briefly), @Dragonydas [/center] Gurnak, @Massasauga Rebecca Holloway, Anyone else still in the Bldg #1 Cafeteria's dining area
More back and forth. Useless, pointless prattle. The only time Miyuki even glanced over or reacted to the conversation between her dearly beloved and this vampire was when the other fox introduced her. At the mention of her status and unfamiliarity with things outside the Imperial Court. That was... a Half-truth... She was well familiar with the interactionms and day-to-day of the humble common man, she just didn't care to get involved with it most of the time. Because humans were, as always, human. And given the behavior of both these cursed humans she'd met and gotten invovled with today, her appraisal of their species seemed to be quite accurate still, even after several centuries. Sad, wasn't it?
She didn't even notice or pay any heed to when the gentleman the vampire had been playing her board game with suddenly rose to his feet and excused himself from the presence of the ladies present.
The short-stuff spoke again, trying to reaffirm her sincerity and well-meaning intentions. The black fox gave her a side-eye, letting a small sigh escape her lips.
"Everyone makes mistakes."
A noin-comitting answer. An answer that didn't accept or reject the other woman's words or intentions. An open-ended reply that could be read and interpreted in a number of ways and that didn't necessarily mean what the listener imagined or concluded. A vague and calculated response. This was about as much as the elder fox was willing to humor her dear partner's good will and naivety. It was a good thing, for this human, that the golden fox was around - otherwise she may not even have gotten a reply.
Sniff, sniff~
But the dark clouds hanging over Miyuki suddenly began to thin out and break apart. A fragrant, mouth-wateriong aroma came wafting through the noisy dining hall. A smell that was both familiar and nostalgic, yet also distant, like a long-absent friend one hadn't seen in many years. The fox's ears twitched, her tails began to slowly and rhythmically wag at the tips, in perfect synchrlnization. Food... Food was on the way! And it smelled divine! Turning her head, Miyuki spotted the large, bulky... Man...? Creature? Thing!? That was waddling its way towards their table.
Carried in his arms was... A tray... A tray of promised satisfaction. A tray of hopes and dreams. A tray of the very gods themselves! NOURISHMENT! A pair of steaming, fresh-out-of-the-pot meals rested atop this glorious tray, and now, finally, after so many hours of hunger and starvation, after so much unpleasantry, after so many nuisances and irritants all throughout this miserable day, in this unfamiliar and frankly quite bothersome new locale, finally... Finally she was going to get to get to eat and regain some modicum of happiness!
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SHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~GH!!
A foul screech, high-pitched but als raspy, like a pair of claws being raked across the chalk-board along with a untuned, rusted violin string being shredded... That was the sound that greeted her just as the large man-thing was about to reach her and Yumeiko's table. And then.... The catastrophic cataclysm struck. An apocalpyse of unimaginable proportion. It all played out in slow motion before Miyuki's horrified eyes. Those eyes, golden purple, that had previously begun to sparkle with the warmth of joy and the dazzling light of wonder and hope... Those eyes now stared in abject horror at the scene before her.
An ugly, unholy little creature fell from the ceiling. It crashed down onto the tray carried by the big man-thing. The tray, the creature, and the platters of promised dinner, all went flying. The tray, clattered onto the floor, dead, broken. The platters of food, sailed thorugh the air and then, with an unceremonious splat, landed upside down upon the floor. The creature, culprit and offender and perpetrator of this deed, bounced onto the ground, giggle maniacally, and then took off, like a mischievous child... Andleft behind, in the wake of all this carnage, was not but a black-haired fox, staring with blank eyes and an equally blank face, at the improbable and unpossible disaster before her.
A moment of silence for the fallen.
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Yumeiko..."
Suddenly, a sound. The words came from Miyuki's lips, but they did not sound like Miyuki's voice. They were hissed, spoken through grit teeth, with an underlying and distinct tint of seething, unbridled and boiling venom. Those who gazed at the fox would notice a shift, a change. The air around her, which spread outwards like a dark breeze, could feel it. The air was electric, oppressive... Tainted... Some could probably feel their stomachs become queasy, a cold sweat break out all over them, a sensation like tinitus ringing in their ears, or just a palpable feeling that something dreadful and unpleasant was about... Something that was very wrong and very dangerous... The entire dining hall felt... Darker... Like the shadows themselves were growing and the light itself was dimming...
She had not listened to the announcement. She had not heard about these 'gremlins'. She knew not that this was all part of some silly game to entertain the simple-minded, unwashed masses. To her... To Mizuki no Szuyami... This was nothing but a slap in the face, on a day that had been nothing but a string of consecutive slaps to the face.
"... I will end that creature now."
Apparently, Miyuki also hadn't heard her beloved's comment about them going on a hunt. Or perhaps she had, but hadn't connected the dots that these little blighters were what they were supposed to hunt down. No, instead, a set of nine purple-blue flames had now appeared at the tips of each of Miyuki's nine tails, and said tails were moving indepedently of each other in an uncanny, slithering, serpentine-like manner. A shadow hung over the otherwise attractive far-eastern woman's face and her eyes were filled with not but malice and bloodthirst. But...
... Unlike the cursed humans of the west, unlike those weak-willed yet self-important humans who claimed to be above and more than mere beasts... This beast didn't lose her composure. She didn't crack. She didn't fly into a fit of wild, emotional rage fueled by blind instinct. Instead, she seethed. Boiled like a lidded cauldron. It was clear she was upset, anyone could tell that - even a fool coulkd notice it - but she still managed to keep from exploding. Maintaining a lid on things. However...
... If she wasn't stopped or halted, this fun event of tonight wouldn't remain a silly game of controlled chaos for much longer.
Case in point, Miyuki was now very slowly, and very ominously, rising from her seat in order to leave in pursuit of the destroyer of her meal... And it would pay dearly if she caught them...
Given the shit-eating grin and attitude of the first gremlin who was caught and brought to Theria, I somehow doubt any of 'em would be interested in a "truce"...
... And even if they were, they ruined my food... There can be no peace. Only war.
... And even if they were, they ruined my food... There can be no peace. Only war.
Flargh, finally friday. Getting back into the swing of things after a month of vacation is taxing. :(
hope alll of ya'lls doin' alright though.
hope alll of ya'lls doin' alright though.
Given the day's events, I very much doubt Miyuki would ever consider this to be "just a game of harmless fun". :P
I'll try to get a post up tomorrow. A bit tired after the first week of being back to work in the real world. <_>
I'll try to get a post up tomorrow. A bit tired after the first week of being back to work in the real world. <_>
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