Well that was unexpected. Pey's one pale eyes widened as she stared up at the star that burst into being over head as Phoenix scooped her up princess style. "That's pretty awesome," she commented idly, reaching a hand up to try to touch the bottom point but finding it just out of reach.
The fanfare that followed their union was equally satisfying, and she was grinning as she was carried off into the sunset for a wonderful evening of romance and a** kicking.
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My character's username: PcktHottie My character's level: 10 Character's HP: 30 Current party: - Current Guild: - Location: Tugley Woods Small IC description of character:
Pintsized, but fierce. All reds and blacks with a touch of pink that didn't so much soften the petite figure, as emphasize a physical potential that was only hinted in the narrowed, bright blaze of a single pale, lavender eye. She was a warrior. She was reckless. She was fiery.
When each of you has selected a cake, it is time to move on to the next table. It seems to be important to move together, as the dormouse petulantly pushes you back towards your betrothed company if you stray too far.
The next table is covered in circular tablets, about the size of your palm. They are all labeled.
The sign on this table says: CHOOSE ONE.
In smaller print (and substantially simpler lettering): Select the constellation that is best fit to guide your future in this union.
If you are not immediately drawn to one, you feel an urge to touch each of the tablets. Only one of them will feel right.
Nod smiled a little at Defile as they were nudged together and towards the second table.
"Not more food, thankfully," he said keeping his cake in-hand.
Nod was immediately drawn to one, the closest and his own class.
"The Worm," he says, taking the tablet. When the little mouse gives him a funny look, he corrects, "Caterpillar."
Toshihiko Two
Sugary Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 8:39 pm
Zar eyed the tablets, flustered and uncertain, all coiled nervousness as he eyed the table laden with tablets. The best fit to guide his future in this union. What union? He didn't know that they had any short of he was pathetic, convenient and smitten.
He trailed his claws across them, worried that nothing might sing to him, that he might be left with no idea at all.
Some were too grand for him, like the Queen, others required things he didn't have like the Twins.
It was the knight ultimately that drew him and he didn't know nor particularly care to examine why. "This one." he said, and picked it up, without volunteering the symbol on it.
Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 8:46 pm
The dormouse was a beautiful one and she would be safe with a rabbit. It was fun and awkward that she enjoyed dashing and jumping, A LOT. Such a polite and elegant dormouse, B.B thought. "Um! I like him a lot!" Cute? She never imagine using that word on the Lead, but maybe that's what mature mind works? Hot! Yes! She would agree 10000000000% on that and forbidden seemed the perfect word to describe it considering how ascetic (is that the correct word?) he was. Tater? Z? She pouted unconsciously at his answer, not noticing only she could hear him. "I agree that he is hot, very hot!" She insisted with determination, nodding her rabbit head. One heard this conversation might think the two had a serious fetish on puppet, but it wasn't something that the dormouse and the rabbit would care.
"Oh you are right! There's no rule on that~" B.B beamed for the discovery, couldn't help and jumped lightly. She totally don't mind to share the hot guy with the nice dormouse. It is every girl's dream to get married to her dream man, and no one should obstruct that.
The rabbit looked at the dormouse for help, "What should we do now?" kinda nervous and bashful. She only saw some wedding scenes in manga or anime, but not knowing the details.
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My character's username: Waiting2Bloom My character's level: 24 Character's HP: 30 Current party: - Current Guild: - Location: The Teacups Small IC description of character:
Petite, pale skinned with amber colored eyes. The black hair bunny girl is wearing a red and white standard attire, long hair tied into twin tail style. Her big pair of eyes are hidden under the gold trimmed round glasses. The rabbit is always seen wearing a curious and happy smile on her face, with a pair of little pink wings on her back.
"Well that's two protectors. I think we'll be in wicked straits." Defile was getting nervous again, and Nod piled the objects into his left hand, resting his right around Defile's waist.
"Now. What next? Ah. Here...?"
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Or you would, if there was a table at all. The table that once stood there is overturned nearby, and a large box sits in its place. It is closed with a heart-shaped latch.
The sign nailed to the top of the box says: FEED YOUR SOUL.
It is an odd demand, but you seem to understand exactly what it means when you unlatch the box and begin to inspect its contents. It is as if the objects find you instead - some seem to slip into your grasp on their own, or mysteriously turn up in your palm, seemingly insisting that they were incorrectly passed over. Please use caution when opening the box, to avoid a sentimental demise.
Demise didn't sound very pleasant. Nod proceeded with as much caution as one could when they weren't familiar with the dangers.
"Could you...?" he motioned for Defile to hold his cake and tablet, with one of Defile's assortment of limbs. He would have had a free hand if he let go of Defile's waist, but he didn't do that either.
Once freed, Nod reached into the box. There was nothing strictly valuable inside, but there were many curiousities. Nod could not say he was surprised at this.
Objects slipped through his hands and reappeared, but in the end only three stayed.
A long brass nail A dried rose A tube of balm, mostly used .
Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 9:00 pm
What marriage?
The dormouse did not seem to hear her question as it prattled on, and iPink was forced to play along; besides, it seemed like some kind of a quest to her, and quest rewards were almost always well worth the effort. Following the dormouse, she picked up a rose cake, mostly for how pretty it looked, but also because it smelled delicious. At the next table, she picked up the tablet with a dormouse on it, since that was the class she was playing. At the last table, she reached into the box, pulling out a menu for a variety of teas and fancy cakes.
How that was supposed to feed her soul, she would never know.
Placing all the items into the teapot as instructed, she made herself a ring. Since she had no idea who she should ask to complete this quest with her, she decided to slip the ring onto the finger of the NPC that looked a little like Red, and left when the dormouse was distracted... By itself.
MY STATS
My character's username: iPink My character's level: 12 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Dormouse Current party: - Current Guild: Location: Teacups Small IC description of character: A short character with light pink hair, tied up in low twintails that reaches her waist. Decked out in a light brown furry coat with matching dormouse ears, and grey/black/white clothing underneath. Character journal:Here
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 9:15 pm
At the hand around his waist, Zar quietly resented himself for the contented delight which bloomed in him in response to the contact. It was pathetic, weak and most certainly not fitting his station. But that didn't make it go away. He remained guarded but looked less ready to flee or pass out.
Feed your soul. It was a sinister statement, but at this point there really looked no turning back.
Obligingly he took the tablet in a wing claw and the cake in his tail, noting, but certainly not mentioning the spare hand he was taking up. His own hands were free as he reached into the box himself and he had no idea what to expect.
A few items came to hand but receded, he was left with two objects.
A braided minipet leash, connected to a studded collar - It reminded him, too much of the one he'd given away, a futile attempt to make someone, something stay nearby. And it hadn't worked. Nothing ever worked.
A tiny grey statue on a tiny square pedestal, missing its tiny nameplate - Nameless.
He gave them both a grim sort of look before turning his attention to Barth's spoils again. "A rose, why am I not surprised?"
Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 9:25 pm
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It was odd being tiny. The mare had assumed at some point this world would have righted itself, but she had learned otherwise as she'd waited on the edge of the table. While she had returned to the size she had been before she'd tasted the apple pie, she had not grown even an inch beyond that. It was frustrating to say the least, and she had not been amused by having to climb back down.
Nor was she amused now, weaving through the tall grass, as she neared a giant tea pot. In fact she would have passed it by if not for the door mouse that rushed out to her. She was all apologies and manners, though despite that the mare found herself being herded towards the crack in the side of the teapot. Resistance seemed utterly futile, and she wasn't quite willing to hurt the mouse. Beyond resorting to physical violence there appeared to be no way out of whatever it was the door mouse needed her for.
So it was with a reluctant sigh she finally stopped digging her heels in and just followed along. How bad could it possibly be?
Don't answer that.
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My character's username: Heterochromaggia My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Wood Small IC description of character:
Small and dark, from ashen skin to jet black coat. The hatter was utterly monochromatic. A tiny hat rested on silver hair at a slant, a veil of lace draped over half her face. Grey corset cinched a narrow waist, dark leggings wrapped equally dark legs and disappeared into shiny black boots. The only spot of color was the eerie golden glow of her right eye. I'm mad, you're mad. We're all mad here.
"I still can't believe we voted for paperwork as our mascot," But the results of the meeting had been satisfactory. "Thank you," he added, collecting his items back into the same hand. There was, waiting, a colorful teapot.
"Do we...?"
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With all of the essential items chosen and gathered, it is time for the most important part of the ringmaking process: you place all of the items into the toy teapot on the table in front of you.
Ahah. He dropped every item, with slow care, into the teapot. mushroom cake caterpillar tablet a long brass nail a dried rose a tube of balm, mostly used
The teapot never exactly seemed to fill. Nod replaced the lid. The teapot made a pleasant whistling sound, and considering the theme of the day, when Barth obligingly tipped the pot into the matching teacup, he expected some nuptial tea. Instead, a ring clinked into the bottom of the cup.
"Oh," Nod said, an unusually soft sound.
Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 9:36 pm
BigMac might have swam in apple pie. He also might have attempted to clean off, but there was a more than small chance that he still had some cinnamon-appley bits stuck in his hair. It was a plight he was willing to live with.
Stuffed, he was finally moving away from the table. Making his way down he saw a dormouse motioning him into a teapot, and with no quests in mind he shrugged and followed. Maybe there would be loot at the end of the spout.
Instead he was whisked into an elaborately decorated place, and soon found himself side by side with a player with a ridiculously long name. He couldn't help but noticed some similarities to a mare he knew, but right now he couldn't focus on that. This was a game. A game. He kept telling himself that as he unintentionally followed along where the dormouse directed them, soon finding himself with a basket in hand.
MY STATS
My character's username: BigMac My character's level: 24 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Zone 1 Small IC description of character: Looks pretty much like Soren, normal armor is a bit clunkier, blue and black themed clothing. Character journal:Here
Sealed was about to continue her protest even after being approached by the girl, when she realized that what she was saying made a whole lot of sense.
The dormouse was still hovering around and staring expectantly at them. It didn't seem she was going to go away until they did what she wanted.
"Fine." She said exasperatedly, shoving her ring at NotAllan. "And now we're married yadda yadda yadda," a glare was shot towards the dormouse, "can we go now?"
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My character's username: sealed My character's level: 41 Character's HP: 40 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: sealed is a surly looking cheshire cat wraith all decked out in blue, her tail ringed with black stripes. Her hair is a light blond color and is of medium length, just past her shoulders. She possess a sharp set of claws and constantly fades in and out of invisibility.
There was some hemming and hawing and humming as AoS thought of what to do next. What needed to be done next. "No rules are good sometimes. But not all the times. And this is a good 'sometimes' to be having time for a wedding. Or tea. Maybe that is why it is tea time- ER no. Forget I said anything. This place is silly."
Holding up her ring, AoS slipped it on, giggling and blushing as cheers came around. "Ahh we just ned the rings I think! Very official. And fashionable! The honeymoon- maybe we can kind a nice honey tea and cake. Eat and drink under the moon. That seems nice."
She nodded. "We will look ah, 'beautemous' together?" That wasn't even a WORD.
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My character's username: AngelofSong My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character:
A tiny girl with curling brown hair and eyes, she wears a pink an white outfit with mouse like ears and tail. He tilts her head often and sniffs things.
Lights came as he agreed to for OuO. He wanted to do this quest thing with her, but.... the mouse appeared and suddenly there was something about a wedding? Jack! what the Jack, he didn't even.. what? his other quest was repeating it's self... except this time she was here!
His face turned a bit red and if this were reality his fire would be burning very high. but it wasn't so it just sat there in it'd decorative uselessness.
"ahhh.... ahhh... shall we go?" did she realize what this meant? a wedding... wait she did it with Molan first. that spawned intense jealousy, clearly she did not think of it as anything more than fun... right a fun game.
My character's username: Haunting Lights My character's level:20 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A cheshire cat that might be a little on fire.
It was with an all suffering sigh that Mags allowed the basket to be thrust into her hands. She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to doing this. And she certainly didn't want to be doing it with..a brow rose behind the thin lace that hung from her miniature top hat as she looked up--and up--at the tall figure now standing beside her. She two couldn't help but notice certain similarities. Tall, tanned, muscular, with a certain avoidance to shirts, and the unmistakable aroma of apples lingering about him.
The familiarity brought a certain painful pang to the dainty hatter's chest, and rather abruptly she attempted to hand the basket back to the dormouse so she could turn tail and leave.
She'd managed all of three steps before small hands had caught her arm and pulled her around insistently, and she all but snarled at the mouse before those tiny hands had fallen away and the basket returned to her. "I don'1-" The protest was cut off as she was given a firm push in the direction of an array of cake samples, and she stared down at the samples forlornly before chancing a quick glance at the caterpillar beside her.
This was torture. Cruelty in fact. Forcing her to stand with someone so like him, to sample cake, to interact. It wasn't fair.
But there didn't seem to be a way to get out of it. So she sighed, shoulders slumping, and she selected from the samples a small, square piece of cake that was just as shiny and metallic as she was, with a taste as bitter as she felt. Mercurial and oh so fitting.
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My character's username: Heterochromaggia My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Wood Small IC description of character:
Small and dark, from ashen skin to jet black coat. The hatter was utterly monochromatic. A tiny hat rested on silver hair at a slant, a veil of lace draped over half her face. Grey corset cinched a narrow waist, dark leggings wrapped equally dark legs and disappeared into shiny black boots. The only spot of color was the eerie golden glow of her right eye. I'm mad, you're mad. We're all mad here.
As much as BigMac didn't want to be there, having his partner actively try to leave? It hurt a bit. Yet at the same time he somewhat felt like he deserved it.
Not wanting to make a real decision, BigMac shoved the largest piece of Every Flavor Cake into his basket. "It's just a dream," he muttered, though whether he was trying to reassure her or if he was just complaining that she seemed less than interested in being in-game married to him was up in the air.
MY STATS
My character's username: BigMac My character's level: 24 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Zone 1 Small IC description of character: Looks pretty much like Soren, normal armor is a bit clunkier, blue and black themed clothing. Character journal:Here
