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TDM #10 - Wither and Bloom [First Edition]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette: Spring Issue

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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

12/13/24 | TDM #10 - Wither and Bloom [First Edition]
Spring Pokémon Types - Grass, Fairy, Ground, Bug, Normal

WELCOME TO PUMPKIN HOLLOW

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

The crop for which the town is named.

Greetings, Hollowites, old and new! We are pleased to bring you yet another riveting issue of the Pumpkin Hollow Gazette. Or perhaps this is your very first one?

For nearly two years now, the mysterious ferryman has brought new and interesting faces across seas and stars and dimensional planes to reach our fair island. Since then, our community has grown larger and infinitely more interesting--- and we’re glad you’re joining us! Just in time for the weather to be just lovely.

This time of year tends to be a bit lighter on town-wide events due to this being a vitally busy time for our local agriculture industry, but we urge you to get involved with planting season and spend some time in nature. Who knows? You might even catch sight of our goddess of Land and Spring if you spend enough time among plants! Just don’t look into the trees--- they look back.

We invite you, as with all those who came before you, to enjoy your stay at the Oak & Iron tavern inn while you settle in. Please stop by Town Hall to discuss opportunities for work and more permanent housing! All newcomers get 100 Brass in their pocket upon arrival as well, so we encourage you to take advantage of this as well. Reach out to your neighbors for help if you need it, and don’t forget to pick up your copy of the Pumpkin Hollow Gazette whenever you need the local news!

SPRING WEATHER REPORT

By Phil Connors

The image?

The breeze will make your clothes smell great!

Start dusting those homes and beating those blankets! The days are getting longer, and with it, the winds are getting warmer. Spring is here! We’ll see some days that are still chilly and windy, but the more warm and temperate phases will get more common later in the season. We’re also entering the rainy period, meaning flowers are springing out of the ground and we’ll be seeing some very beautiful sunrises on misty mornings. Color is coming back to the isle, the frogs are in the rivers, and the insects and lambs are in the fields. It’s a good season to be outside.

Which means it’s also a good season to do laundry! Join us for our Community Laundry Day, where we all do our much-needed chores together and hang-dry our laundry in the warm and breezy weather! Join us on the green for some team washing. Water provided. Bring your own tubs, soap, and of course, clothes!

COMMUNITY EVENTS KEEP TOWN LIVELY ALL SPRING

By Timothy Stoker

The image?

The gazebo in town square, beside the festival green, is the place to be this season.

Legend has it that this time last year, a packed ferry arrived with a mass influx of offworlders, and an emergency potluck dinner was held to welcome the crowd. Now, this reporter wasn’t here just yet when that happened, but stories tell of a gathering of epic culinary proportions that heralded a new age of prosperity for Pumpkin Hollow. Sounds like something worth celebrating! Now that the weather has turned lovely once more (as elaborated on above by our own Phil Connors), the town has decided to celebrate the anniversary of the newly dubbed “Harbor Day” by revisiting that potluck idea. Drop by the Temple of Sacred Roots every other Friday from now until June to sample the cuisine of your new neighbors and local businesses. New residents need only bring themselves!

Also, in the spirit of spring cleaning, residents will also be selling or giving away their old items every weekend, weather permitting, in a series of mass yard sales. Some of our more modern residents supplied the term “yard crawl” for the event, which was deemed to be fitting. So come out on Saturday and Sunday mornings and afternoons to see what useful used items you can take off your neighbors’ hands! It’s a great way for new residents to decorate their new homes cheaply and get some new clothes.

And finally, on Wednesday evenings the Festival Green will be hosting “Swift Social” events (to be held in the Oak & Iron in the event of rain). A reimagining of last year’s popular charity speed dating event, this new Swift Social is expanded to include individuals seeking platonic relationships as well--- though that doesn’t mean romance is off the menu! The 10 Brass will be used to support the town’s medical community and the Autumn Leaves Dormitory House for Young Residents. So come out and make a friend or meet someone cute--- it’s for charity!

Fearsome Fae Antics Cause Town-Wide Trouble

By Melanie King

The image?

Up to no good, probably.

Things have been getting tricksy around town as, apparently, the fae population are staging the prank war to end all prank wars—or so local experts are telling us. If, like this reporter, you thought you were just having terrible luck with forgetting where you put things down or waking up with horrible bedhead, surprise! You've actually been caught in the crossfire of the fairies' games and may be entitled to financial compensation. (Not really. That's a joke.)

It looks like their antics are escalating significantly over time from harmless inconveniences to active dangers, so beware of any unusual sounds, behaviours or visual phenomenon you may encounter. Alluring or pleading voices from the woods, ghostly lights, critters acting oddly—if it's out of the ordinary, think twice. Or it might be the last time you think at all (at least, until tomorrow morning).

Fiendish Floral Figures Take Root Around Town

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

How eerie!

Spring is a time of year characterized by new life and by fresh floral blooms. It’s said that the land is Serranai’s canvas, and flowers are her paint. There is no debating that watching the Spring goddess’s artistry come to life in her season of power is an activity beloved by all! However, the Department of Supernatural Affairs is currently investigating some strangely behaved plant life.

While sightings have been somewhat rare, locals have been reporting eerie structures made out of flowering vines or woven flower stems that take the shape of hollowed out humanoid silhouettes. The poses seem to indicate motion and appear capable of springing to life at any moment, but the strange figures never seem to actually move --- at least, not that anyone has actually seen. However, many have cited that upon looking away from the figures and looking back, they appear to be closer. Those who have had direct contact with these floral armatures of people are also reporting some kind of ongoing allergic reaction from the encounter. Symptoms include severe shortness of breath, unpleasant itching that feels like it is coming from beneath the skin, and intense bouts of emotion which vary from person to person.

The Pumpkin Hollow Board of Safety is currently investigating long-term effects of contact with these beings and advises residents to avoid them. They seem highly resilient to fire, impact, and tearing, and while cutting with a sharp implement seems to have some success, it’s inadvisable to get close enough to the things to use such tools in the first place. Local alchemist Aeryn Sallek and local non-magical chemist Sally Boyle are currently working together to develop an herbicidal blend that is safe for human skin contact and potentially consumption to try and deal with the flowery menaces, which the Board of Safety has begun calling “Hanahilators”. But don’t let the name frighten you--- steering clear of these freaky floral followers should be a more than sufficient safety measure until the threat can be dealt with. Probably, anyway!

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Further Details...


Yard Crawl

Participate in the Yard Crawl as either a buyer, a seller, or both! When you take on a job in Pumpkin Hollow, you are supplied with permanent housing outside the Oak & Iron as part of your start-up kit, and most of them are full of old and worn furniture and clothes left behind when they were abandoned. Get rid of some of it or find something new at the Spring Yard Crawl! Plus, some of the native residents will also be selling or giving away their own old things.

Here’s how the Brass shakes out:

  • Buyers can spend 50 Brass and get a haul of their choice of used or free clothing, furniture, or small decorative items. All of it will be of decent to low quality and relatively unremarkable design, so nothing extravagant. (Although a lone exciting knick knack could be considered passable!) Reminder that newcomers are given their first stipend of 100B upon arrival, so new characters are welcome to participate--- you’ll just need to mark that on your ledger if/when you app in. Ask for help if you have questions about this!

  • Sellers can make 50B off of their participation but must make a toplevel. Only apped-in characters that are not Laggards can participate as a Seller.

  • Those who are both buying and selling end up with a net zero of Brass, but all the aforementioned rules apply!

  • Transactions related to the Yard Crawl can be applied to a character’s ledger three times --- once per month for the duration of this TDM!



Swift Social

Under the Swift Social toplevel posted from the mod account, join the fun by posting a starter with the provided code to create a profile card! Then comment on someone else’s starter with one of the following icebreaker questions to get started:
Which would be more surprising to see on your doorstep, a unicorn or a walrus?
If you could commit any crime with no consequences, what would it be?
If you were caught in a trap and the only way to escape from it with your life was to do something genuinely impressive, what would be your approach?
If you had to live on only one food for the rest of your life, what would you choose?
If you were held at knife point and instructed by your assailant that you must call someone on their sending stone, and if they do not answer, you die, who would you call?
Which would be most frightening to encounter in a dark alley: a ghost, an alien, or a horse?
If you could have any wish granted for you, no matter how big or small, what would it be? (Cannot ask for more wishes, that’s cheating!)
What’s a subject that you could confidently teach an hour-long class on with no preparation?
If you could instantly become an expert in any skill, what would you choose?
Make your own!
Be advised that you must post a comment with your profile card so that any Swift Social partners you have can reference it for your age and preferences.


Fae Pranks

It’s a fairy prank war! A few of the local fae courts are using Marrow Isle as their battle ground, since the demons made it trendy. They’re mostly out to prank each other--- but they’re also happy to practice their tricks on you! And fairies have some very odd ideas about boundaries when it comes to pranks. Here’s a few examples of some of the tricks you might encounter, ranging from silly to genuinely dangerous:

  • A truly outrageous amounts of butterflies

  • Sightings of Edwin the Headless Postman, a Dullahan (this is a played character that a mod will tag out with, please leave an OOC note if you’d like to opt out)

  • Will-o-wisps that lead you in circles or into danger

  • Fae dance parties that will have you dancing yourself to death!

  • Missing objects

  • Mysteriously spoiled milk

  • Your hair got braided or extra tangled while you were asleep

  • Weird sounds in Prague Mill after dark. Is it haunted?

  • Strange women crying in the forest or by the Bluffs, but when you approach them to try and help, you find yourself suddenly in life-threatening danger!

  • Create your own! Have fun with it, get spooky or goofy as you see fit.


Floral Fiends [cw: body horror, death]

Loosely inspired by the Hanahaki disease and the film Annihilation, Hanahilators are uncanny figures made out of flowers that move when they are not being watched. If they catch you, they will grab you, but seemingly have no interest in harming you as they will relent as soon as they’ve touched you.

However, once you have pollen on you, the effects begin to take hold, and flowers begin growing within your body, first in your lungs and then pushing into the rest of you. These parasitic blooms feed off of your strong emotions and are influenced by the emotions which define you. (Feel free to use the Victorian flower language to determine what kinds of flowers you get!) Once strong enough, the vines begin feeding on your body, destroying it and leaving behind a brand new Hanahilator. But don’t worry, you’ll be back to your old self tomorrow, so enjoy the opportunity to explore the island as a ghost! Apped in characters should remember to fill out a Death Certificate! It’s a relatively rare encounter, so don’t worry about running into one if you don’t want to.


Pokémon

Each season, new types of Pokémon can be found in nature around the island! They cannot be captured as the technology does not exist on Marrow Isle, but they can be befriended and kept as pets. Since there is no PC, each person can have no more than six. You can befriend any Pokémon whose primary type matches the list at the top of the newspaper. (Eevee can be caught in any season.) Legendaries are off limits for obvious reasons, and mythicals can be encountered for fun but not kept! Evolutionary stones can be found in Paradesium, the magical subterranean jungle beneath the mountain to the North. Every type will be available at some point throughout the year, so if you don’t have access to your fave yet, check back next season!

medekh: (013;)

[personal profile] medekh 2025-03-20 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Indeed. And Hamsters." Artemy gives a small nod. He's glad to not get disgust as a response. "They make better pets than you would think."
medekh: (009;)

[personal profile] medekh 2025-03-20 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"... Do you mean recently, or...?"

What are you getting at here, Valdis...
hate_gettin_older: (eager)

[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2025-03-20 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugs. "None of us had any pets when I was a kid. Had a picture of a dog, for a bit, don't think that counts."
elvaquerito: (thumbs up)

[personal profile] elvaquerito 2025-03-20 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ No this is fantastic, it's so much easier than writing. I don't talk much 'cause my own voice hurts my ears, y'know? But boy do I think a lot so good luck cause I'm about to think your ears off. ]
incomingchoppers: (oh boy sir!)

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2025-03-20 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[so this is new. even though Radar's proud of what his ears can do, he's known since he was little it's unnerving at best and pretty invasive at worst. if he wants to use what he hears for good things, helpful things, he's gotta be a little sneaky about it. hardly anybody gets excited when they find out he's psychic.]

[and Pokey might be the first person he's ever met who's genuinely happy Radar can hear what they're thinking.]

[he beams]
That's okay! Boy I'm glad you don't mind, usually people get a little funny when they find out I can hear stuff I shouldn't. Oh -- [lowering his voice] you want me to talk quieter too? I know it's no fun when things get too loud.
ihatebabies: (armorless} snerg / that's not good)

[personal profile] ihatebabies 2025-03-20 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well duh, Carolina. That's the kind of huff she gets when she talks about sticking to a commitment. That, he understands. Commitments are promises, and you don't break promises. That's mean.]

I would like to train together. We could train at hunting! Did you know they are having a g'rage sale? We could hunt for bargains.

...and cookies.

And maybe dinosaurs.


theydrewfirstblood: (dark{ angry)

The Hunt

[personal profile] theydrewfirstblood 2025-03-20 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, you've been getting played." John Rambo replies, hand wrapped around the barrel and shoving it skyward as she spins around, making sure it not, in fact, pointed at him. He's dressed in muted colors, a longbow slung across his back along with a quiver, and the way he sits in the brush like he was born in it makes it quite clear: the twig that ruined her shot was intentional.

"You don't know who these woods belong to, and it's gonna get you killed." he admonishes quietly, even gently, carefully swinging the barrel of the shotgun further away. "You wanna hunt here? You can't do it like this, especially when you're such an easy mark."

He pauses, glancing just past her and deeper into the woods, not far from where his place of worship is.

"I also don't want to get a head full of buckshot while I'm fucking eating--come with me, be smart, and I'll show you how to get that buck back in far less time."
redlightgreenlight: (Unsure)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2025-03-20 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"But you aren't alone this time, CT. There are people ready and willing to stand by you no matter what you face. Crichton, Shen, and don't think I don't know about Ripley."

Valdis doesn't miss much when it comes to the people she cares about.

"We all make mistakes, myself included, and I've had far more time to make them than you. I'm not saying that your worries are unfounded, I'm saying that you don't have to deal with them on your own anymore."
cyansoldier: (angy)

[personal profile] cyansoldier 2025-03-20 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)

Carolina resents the idea that she's been played. She doesn't get played. She doesn't make mistakes. Doesn't, but has. Shouldn't is a more apt word. Shooting this goddamn deer shouldn't be so hard yet here she is fumbling her way down the tree-line.

"An easy mark?" She meets the stranger's eye ferociously, pushing back against the force which sends her gun barrel swinging up toward the sky, like a swordswoman locked in a bind. She sets her jaw. "What makes you think that? I'm perfectly capable of handling myself."

And I am not getting killed again. Not by a human, not by a monster, and certainly not by a deer.

A quiet breath. Wind channels through leaves and between bushes.

The man who closes fingers around her weapon is large, dark haired and benevolent in a way that grates her nerves. He camouflages well, not just in the fact that he's dressed for hunting but because he's had time to settle. Looking at him makes her stomach toss. She's behind. She knows nothing about this place. Hasn't hunted since her earliest UNSC training days.

Carolina relents grudgingly. Slings her gun over her shoulder.

"Usually they tell you not to follow strange men into the woods. But you obviously know better... Fine. What's the problem?"

ihatebabies: (armorless} paying attention)

[personal profile] ihatebabies 2025-03-20 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah! We can do all kiiiinds of fun stuff, like go camping, and play checkers, and watch movies, and--

Waaaait, can friends go on dates? 'caaaause you said I could go on a date with you if I said nice things you never heard before.

[Classic mistake: you didn't put a time limit on it, Valdis.]

Aaaand I think if I'm friends with you? I'll learn way more nice things 'bout you to tell you 'bout. I'm real good at it! Donut says I always see the good in people.

His armor is pink. Because he is a Red. We fight them and sometimes we help them fight mean people.
redlightgreenlight: (Kinda Happy)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2025-03-20 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, don't give me that look. I'm just being nosy.

[ooc: forgot what my plan was...]

How are you?
liesdontfindyou: (pb; frustrated or thinking talking)

[personal profile] liesdontfindyou 2025-03-20 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)

There's a flash of a more open smile, when Valdis mentions Ripley, that CT doesn't seem to be completely conscious of.

"Right. I'm— still getting used to the idea, I suppose. To being able to trust that." Which... she does, more often than she doesn't, these days. It's an odd feeling, after so long. CT chews at her lip again. "...there was a time when Carolina was— one of only two COs I'd ever trusted to have my back. I respected her, I really did. And it felt like she respected me too. But by the end... I could never be sure where her loyalties really lay. I certainly couldn't tell her anything. And now she's here, and she knows things, and I don't even know what I'm supposed to do with that. We've talked once and it felt like she kept having to restrain herself from treating me like someone she could boss around again."

That last part isn't something she's brought up in her other scant conversations about the recent arrival.

theydrewfirstblood: (eye candy{ waiting for a miracle)

[personal profile] theydrewfirstblood 2025-03-21 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're way more than capable--that's why you're an easy mark."

The moment she opens her mouth, it hurts. It physically hurts to look and listen to this young woman, so rigidly military and combat ready and certain of her skill to meet reality head on. She has no concept of what lies beyond, faithless and rational and methodical to the point of total helplessness.

She can survive anything but hope--that shit will kill soldiers like her.

Releasing her weapon when she stands down, John beckons for her to follow him as he rises and moves through the trees.

"There's fae folk in these woods." he explains over his shoulder. "You were just the victim of a faerie prank. We're coming into spring, and the goddess of the season is an imp so she's into it."

The utterance of the word imp comes with a softness that's dripping from his voice: tender and amused and loving.

"I'm friends with the daughter of a faerie king, and a servant of the goddess, so I've been able to avoid too much trouble." he continues. "Well...that and I've kinda been joining in."

He looks over his shoulder with a knowing expression.

"I've been you, soldier: they don't teach whimsy in basic, and they beat easygoing right out of you. You want to avoid having that butterfly thing happen again? You need to get those back."
thelatechrisfreeman: (local cryptid (PB))

Yard Crawl

[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2025-03-21 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[[ OOC: I am such a mess between physical health shortcomings, mental health issues, and work demands. I'm sorry for the delay in getting to this. ]]

There's a moment, when Chris looks up into this face that they've been missing so much, where the urge to throw their arms around him and hug is almost overwhelming.

But the moment passes, because the face is the same but there's something missing in the contact of his hand on Chris's arm. And yet, they smile anyway.

"I'm all right." Chris can't look away, and they venture -- so as not to seem an offputting kind of strange -- to ask, "You're... Josiah?"

Once, that name was a secret. Chris doesn't think it will be now, if this is who they think.
deaths_head: (human} content / satisfied)

[personal profile] deaths_head 2025-03-21 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
{{OOC: You 'n me both--no apologizing. Not needed, I LUB UR FAIS FOREVAH! <3}}

The utterance of the name, rather than eliciting an emotional reaction, just gets a shy smile and a flush of color in the man's cheeks as he ducks his head a little, shrugging with a nervous laugh.

"Reckon word must get around, big ol' bastard like me plowin' into town." he replies. "That's me, yeah, Josiah Cole. Good to--"

He looks up again, really getting a good look at the person in front of him (person, that's important and he doesn't know why), and...

Josiah sees red. Not really, but...there's a flash of anger like an echo, a sudden urge to pull this person into his arms and hold on for dear life. God, he'd weep if he only knew why.

"You got a name, friend?" He asks quietly. "I, uh...I ain't altogether sure why, but I feel like I know you."
thelatechrisfreeman: (smile (PB) candid)

[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2025-03-21 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Chris lays a hand on Josiah's shoulder, meant to comfort, when Josiah ducks his head... and when he looks into Chris's face and tenses, Chris gives a gentle squeeze with their hand.

"Got a few," they reply to the question. "I go by Chris Freeman here. I'll answer to one or the other, or both together, but no titles please."

(Some say 'Chris', others address them as 'Freeman', at times it's 'Chris Freeman'... but never with a 'mister' or 'miss' in front.)
redlightgreenlight: (Kinda Happy)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2025-03-21 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, he really is a sweet guy]

We're already on a date, aren't we?

[Because she's tricksy like that]
tisnotthehouse: (Default)

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2025-03-22 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Tarantulas starts off listening with an air of palpable condescension, clearly just humoring his conversational partner -- but by the midpoint of Ripley's little lecture, the condescension has fallen away and he's listening with open interest, and by the time she wraps thing up, he's nodding -- as well as looking at her with more than a little awe.]

Indeed yes, it is fascinating. I can tell that you've put a great deal of thought into this -- and that you've spent a great deal of time in direct observance of the principles you just described. Forgive my phrasing, but you aren't an academic, are you? I don't mean it as an insult! I'm quite excited to meet someone with your 'on-the-ground' perspective, so to speak. There's something quite special about that cosmic moment when a planet-bound culture makes a permanent leap into outer space. About how far would you say your species managed to get? How many solar systems have you colonized?
elvaquerito: (unmasked)

[personal profile] elvaquerito 2025-03-22 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Nah, you're okay. It's really just my own voice, 'cause like--- okay hang on I'll show ya.

With one hand, Godpoke tugs down their bandana, and with their other, they lift their hat so that one big enormous ear pokes out. Their face is covered with dark brown fur aside from their little upside down heart nose, which is mostly pale pink. They flash a sharp-toothed grin. They look like a bat.

My voice is so freaking loud if I'm not careful and my ears are real sensitive. But the hat helps a lot. ]
incomingchoppers: (pic#17684029)

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2025-03-23 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[a soft gasp. OH GOSH THEY'RE SO CUTE.]

You're like Mr. Pennyburrow! He's the fox-guy who runs the orphanage! Wow, yeah, if I literally had ears like a bat I'd probably be sticking cotton in 'em all the time, it's hard enough having regular human ears like I got sometimes, you know? But that's real smart, keeping them under the hat. It's a nice hat too.
incomingchoppers: (suited up sir)

cw: pandemic/quarantine

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2025-03-23 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[a tiny grimace] It was bad. Last summer something started going around that was a lot like rabies, only it'd do things also like stick you in a loop of doing the same stuff over and over 'cause you couldn't remember anything, or it'd make you start yelling for help when you were real infectious so people'd come rescue you and catch it themselves. We had to set up quarantines for a whole week while the doctors were figuring out how to cure it. Good thing we got a whole bunch of real smart people here -- we got a vaccine now and nobody's gotta worry about catching it anymore. But once it was over we all just wanted to do something fun outside for a change.
imjustaman: (unimpressed)

Re: cw: pandemic/quarantine

[personal profile] imjustaman 2025-03-23 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It must have happened shortly before I arrived. That's impressive they figured out a cure within a week.

[Or he's assuming that anyway, for the quarantines to last that amount of time.]
thelongquiet: (laffs)

[personal profile] thelongquiet 2025-03-24 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
He can't help a snort as the butterflies scatter away, entirely too tickly, and gives a final shake of his head, as if to make sure that any stragglers aren't lingering around. This short fellow's attempt seemed to do the trick easily, though; no more butterflies, save for his own few tag-alongs.

[VOICE OF THE STUBBORN:]
FINALLY, FREEDOM! To hell with these bugs! Look, they're on this poor bastard now. Do him a favor and crush them already, would you?

[VOICE OF THE HERO:]
And ruin his lovely hat after he stopped to help us? Come on now, don't do that!


With his face finally free of little fluttery obstructions, Oleander's able to take a good enough look at this new face to realize that he hasn't met this one before, and that he seems to be more puzzled by him than nervous, like the other townsfolk who he'd never seen before had been. Almost like he's familiar.

[VOICE OF THE OPPORTUNIST:]
Hey, a new friend is a new friend, isn't it? We're making connections! Oooh, I wonder if he knows Dahlia?


"The only thing hurt is my pride," he half-jokes; the smile that pulls along his face, not-quite-beak and not-quite-snout, is strange, but looks earnest, at least. "Thank you for your help. Are... all the bugs around here that persistent?"

[VOICE OF THE SKEPTIC:]
Wouldn't that just be wonderful! New strange place, new clingy bugs. Next thing you know, we'll have fleas. Won't that be fun. Ugh.

cyansoldier: (Default)

[personal profile] cyansoldier 2025-03-24 01:59 am (UTC)(link)

What training did you do in Blood Gulch, anyway? Did Washington put you and your friends through the wringer, or did he get lazy too?

(The thought is headache inducing; spending all your time meandering around a canyon, no one inspired enough to tell anyone else to get off their ass and do something. Only a few tepid days here and she already feels frayed.)

thelongquiet: (tilts head)

[personal profile] thelongquiet 2025-03-24 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Tufted ears lift at the sound of Godpoke's voice, so very soft and so very unfamiliar, but it suits them entirely. That bright, fascinated posture doesn't falter as those beady white eyes skim the page. Colors? That certainly makes differentiating them easier.

Oleander's attention remains in a steady, quiet stare, his own voice failing to speak - but plenty of others do that enough for him.

[VOICE OF THE HERO:]
Oooh, alright, okay. We can work with this! Maybe we need a role-call? Get you all of those colors you're looking for!

[VOICE OF THE SMITTEN:]
Colors to paint pictures yet unseen! Oh, little thing, you are an artist, and you've stolen my heart.

[VOICE OF THE HERO:]
Alright, then! Disagreeable lot, just give me a word, and we're good to go. You've got me, and you've got Mr. Romantic. Who's next?

[VOICE OF THE OPPORTUNIST:]
Present and accounted for! And, might I say, your idea? Brilliant. You're an innovator. Couldn't ask for a more clever sort to get all of us down onto paper.

[VOICE OF THE COLD:]
Oh, come off it, will you? Here.

[VOICE OF THE SKEPTIC:]
How could we be sure that everyone's answering? Can't exactly see heads in here, you know.

[VOICE OF THE CONTRARIAN:]
Well, you've just gone and made yourself awfully easy to account for, haven't you? Couldn't even help yourself.

[VOICE OF THE CHEATED:]
He was practically baited into it, all things considered. Led right into his own weak-points.

[VOICE OF THE STUBBORN:]
Maybe he shouldn't have such an idiotic weak point.

[VOICE OF THE HUNTED:]
Bickering, always too loud for their own good. Don't pay attention to them.

[VOICE OF THE PARANOID:]
I'm still not sure what you're going to do with all of these names and colors, but...

[VOICE OF THE BROKEN:]
No worse to do to us than has already been done, is there? And nothing we wouldn't deserve.

[VOICE OF THE HERO:]
That's all of us, I believe! Sort of crowded, isn't it? Especially when everyone starts taking shots at each other. Sorry if they get started on that, it can be a lot for even us, much less someone who isn't living with it. Before now, there were only... two, three of us? Not counting another one who was always there. I wonder where he went...?

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