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 Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 5:06 pm
[[ Purchase RP - Tiis ]]
It had seemed such a perfectly innocent thing at the time.
Tiis had come home from work…what little work he did have, for he spent most of the day lounging about with no particular purpose in mind…there just wasn’t much about life that motivated him to do much of anything. If he wasn’t interested, he didn’t do it, without a goal that promised to be moderately entertaining, there would be no ensuing action on the part of the naturally pink-haired male.
Raising his head, as he’d been draped over one of the arms of the couch, lean body sprawling across the cushions, he realized that the mail was here. Well, let’s see if it was any better today than it had been yesterday. To his surprise, there was a small package today…and it was marked ‘Handle with Care’. Now…Tiis was one of those sorts of fellows who would usually take such a box and shake it and/or throw it a decent distance to see if the warning actually meant anything.
Not today. Today had been the grand holiday of boringness, and so, with neatly manicured nails, he proceeded to slice the tape that kept the box sealed so that he might open thing in the most painstakingly-time-consuming way possible.
It took him a grand total of ten minutes…then, to his sheer and everlasting delight, there were packing peanuts inside. Grinning like a madman, he proceeded to take each one out of the box individually, separate it from its peers, and then crush it. Finally, this resulted in his entire table-top being littered with the remnants of an entire tribe of packing peanuts. Glancing back and forth like a naughty child, Tiis leaned down…and blew…sending a rain of Styrofoam swirling throughout the kitchen like a macabre snowstorm. It landed on furniture, food, pink hair, black leather, and the floor alike, and the maker of the madness chortled gleefully, when he discovered a note next in his little box of wonders.
It was a typewritten slip and it said simply: “Thought you might enjoy this, take care of it and you’ll get a surprise.” As if the box and its contents hadn’t been entertainment enough. This required further investigation, it would seem.
But first, the note. Grinning deviously, he tossed the fluttering paper up into the air, and raising a hand, needles shot from his fingertips to pin the thing to the nearest wall…there was a relaxed sigh, and he leaned back in his chair, blue eyes lidding. “Ye gods, haven’t done that far enough lately…” Poking at the box with a finger, he found it still had weight to it. Excellent. “I wonder if ‘Shen-darling sent me this…” It would be something that his sometime lover and partner in crime would do.
Taking out yet another small box, he was somewhat disappointed in finding that this one simply opened and wasn’t even taped…inside was a small burner, complete with incense. Oooh…and there was a teensy tag, declaring the name of the scent, which was apparently ‘Wicked’. “How wondrously fitting…” He crooned, stroking it with a fingertip and setting it down on the table.
Oh he’d have to light the thing of course…but first…blue eyes lit up with warning of impending tomfoolery….he’d have to burn the box.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 5:26 pm
Lighting Prompt (Required to reach Lit Scent stage) You have just purchased an oil burner and a specific scented oil from the Solace Scents shop and you can't wait to light it! Now that you're home, it's time to find the perfect place to light that scent! However, strange things seem to happen when you do... particularly with the smoke...
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:13 pm
[[ Lighting RP - Tiis ]]
The box-burning was over and done with…the ashes had left soot all over the tile floor, the mini-blaze long ago burnt out, however, that had not satisfied the inner pyromaniac in Tiis, and thus, he came to the conclusion that something else must be sacrificed to soothe his fire-lusting soul.
Well…there was always the incense burner, and something with a name like ‘Wicked’ should surely be just his cup of tea…and relaxing at that. However, he knew that if he quit his energetic spree now, then the kitchen would remain in its current state of disarray for the next week or three, and that just wouldn’t do. With a sigh, he picked up the broom, under the mental motivation that once the kitchen was swept up, he could then light the burner.
Another half an hour later, though the job had been shoddily done, Tiis was satisfied with the state of things (though the floor would forever have a dim smudge on it as mute testimony to the box’s sacrifice), and pulled out the second box of matches of the day (he usually went through at least three…five on Mondays.) Erecting half of them in a small pyre, he then lit it…and watched it flare for nearly a minute, and when it began to die down, he took three, and lit them all simultaneously in the dying blaze.
Poking at the burner with the trio of matches, he succeeded easily in lighting the wick, and was almost disappointed in how simple it had been. Dumping the rest of the matches on his teeny burn-pile, Tiis crossed his arms, slumped in his chair, and stared fixedly at the incense, waiting for something to happen.
He was not disappointed.
Before long, the smoke wafted up, and began to take shape…quite surprised, he poked at it, and it instantaneously disbanded, much to his dismay, but then wafted violently in his direction, almost as though scolding him. Frowning, he then produced a needle, to jab at it.
He could have sworn it made a face at him. “Hey now, be nice you scallywag, you have no call to be doing that.” Impishly, he stuck out his tongue at the incense burner.
…dear god... he heard the thing giggle.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:41 pm
Awakening Prompt (Required To Reach Child stage) Having run into your last ounce of oil, you mournfully place it into it's burner and light it, letting the aroma spread throughout your home happily. ------ [For Those Who Want To RP Witnessing The Event]You leave for a moment, deciding you felt peckish after smelling something so wonderful, and grabbed a snack from your kitchen. When you return you witness something absolutely amazing. The end result of the incident being a child on the floor of the room. Describe the sight, and the reactions of both you and the child at the end of it all.------ [For Those Who Want To RP Finding The Child Only]Having remembered something you needed to do, you ran out of your home quickly, forgetting all about the burning oils inside. You return content, having completed your task only to find a small child wandering the halls of your home, leaving oily foot steps behind, leading to a cracked burner, and split candle wax. Describe your reaction, and how you deal with the oil tracking child.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 7:17 pm
[[ Child Prompt - Tiis & Ryelle ]]
Swallowing hard, Tiis shrugged off the entire incident as merely his own imaginings, in wanting something to happen, he had imagined the sound…the smoke…well…maybe not the smoke, smoke with an attitude could be amusing and terrifically entertaining…but first things first. Sliding out of his chair, he stretched, muscles shifting beneath skin, and were anyone watching, Tiis would be giving them quite a show… as he was currently dressed in nothing other than his leather pants.
Bending, he opened the door and then summarily stuck his head into the refrigerator, coming up with a half-full jar of garlic-stuffed green olives…unscrewing the top and popping one of them into his mouth, he then was just about to shut the door, setting the jar on the counter, when he became aware that he was being watched.
And there she was.
The smoke had formed itself into the wispy form of a little girl, the eyes being the clearest thing, seeming warm in their very nature, but Tiis rather thought that they were secretly laughing at him…mocking…and it raised his hackles more than a little. The smoke then had the gall to materialize…into a delicate child in a dainty white dress. She raised a hand, as though expecting him to take it…almost demanding, and then she curtsied…and in that moment the incense burner shattered…and there was just the lingering scent of myrrh and jasmine…and one smiling child standing in the middle of his dining room.
Tiis swallowed his olive whole.
Trying to choke out words around that particular mishap, he took a step towards her, clearing his throat for a moment before putting a hand on his hip. “Heynow…who are you and what the ******** are you doing in my kitchen?” It was clear that…for once, something had taken him off guard…and he was slow to recover.
“I’m Ryelle…” She responded, glancing at her fingernails and then back to the pointy-eared male in front of her, “And who, might I ask, sir, are you?”
Oh she was good, was this one. “I’m Tiis, and this is my house…” Immediately ideas started to form in his head. If this kid had just…formed from incense, then well…she was his, right? And she was a pretty little thing at that. Glancing about, he produced a needle and skewered one of the unfortunate olives, holding it aloft.
“Hey, want one?” He asked, sounding almost bored now that the shock had worn off.
“That would be lovely…” She responded, holding out her hand again, and Tiis once more noticed that demanding edge. Oh a little vixen, was this one.
Handing over the olive, he leaned back against the counter…and got himself another garlic-stuffed delicacy. “So, kid…I guess you’re staying…”
“Of course.”
And that was that.
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