just close our eyes and stuff fingers in our ears

[finalbows]

WHO: Rose & interlopers 

WHERE:  Rose Barn

WHEN: day 11

It's been a minute so: new barn post time! Yesterday was chaos! Today, we have a full flock!

Rose Barn status: Really Nice kitchen, half-heartedly maintained firepit out front (it's literally an ashen bald spot in the grass with some half burned bits in it) a rather tasteful firepit, pretty but uncomfortable red velvet couch, and as many fancy pillows as you could ever want. Also there's the pretty crystalline rose sculpture that gives you flock powers, but I'm going to rule Angel Devil has hid the sign explaining their powers so no visitors start wondering what "literal emotional support" means.

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Weird Door. It's just Angel Devil's room

[finalbows]

_{[ also there's a bedroom door with a weird angel-and-devil-wing sigil that hurts if you try to open it. ]}

[pleasantmisery]

[somewhat belatedly, as if needing time to decide whether collaborating to yeet Dabi into the mist really counted as a group activity, the mysterious power of herd mentality will quietly upgrade Rose's firepit from an ashen bald spot to a nice stone campfire pit, a sunken circle of earth lined with heavy river rocks and covered in gravel at the bottom. a simple but cute addition to the Rose barn.

toward the evening, Shadow Fiend can be found flopped on a pile of sheep by the new firepit, enjoying the warmth of an open (but safely contained) fire.]

I don't remember what we did to earn this, but I'm glad we did it!

[themanofyourdreams]

[A newbie is here! He is mostly approving of the place; it's better than "barn" would imply by far. The sculpture is most enchanting, though. He feels compelled to touch it, so he does, carefully. It feels powerful, though he can't place how... Maybe magic really is real?]

Whoa...

So who's the interior decorator?

[catnyap]

[You had him at "many fancy pillows".

By which I mean he has taken many of them to make a pillow nest upon which to try and sleep the day away on.]

[themanofyourdreams]

Ow!

[He hisses in pain. Of course he tried to open it.]

[finalbows]

<sub>[ the sigil flashes menacingly, the little bit that looks like the pupil of an eye in the middle turning red.

Angel Devil leaves it like this when he's out the house, so he is luckily not around to comment that's what you get. ]</sub>

[finalbows]

_{[ painting his nails whilst lounging on a haybale. ...they may be starting to have a real floorplan, but it's still a barn. ]}

You'll find the general aesthetic of each barn irrespective to concrete choice, on our parts... it is a mystery to you as much as we. But the pillows are mine. I had the shopkeeper fox summon them up for me.

[finalbows]

_{[ there is a sheep browsing in the Younger New Rose's hair while he naps atop his nest. cute. But... ]}



He's going to get a crick in his neck like that. _{[ does nothing ]}

[themanofyourdreams]

That's what I get...

[It's okay. He figured it out on his own.]

[themanofyourdreams]

[He is starting to get a slightly better handle on how this place works, so instead of making the wrong assumption, he asks the question:]

Fox as in foxy, or fox as in actually a real fox?

[finalbows]

Unfortunately for us all, he is a factual, fluffy animal fox, who is quite lazily disguising himself with what may be the body of a live sheep.

_{[ wiggling his hand. hm. good enough. Time for the other. ]}

[themanofyourdreams]

A live sheep? How does that even work??

[finalbows]

Oh, it's simple, really.


I have no idea. But with how things work around here, he probably just shrugs it on like a coat in the morning on his way back from wherever he trundles off to at night.

[themanofyourdreams]

The sheep just takes it?

[Well, the sheep put up with a lot of abuse from him earlier...]

[finalbows]

The sheep are largely soulless dolls lacking in all personality. So they tend not to complain. _{[ pause. ]} ...Try not to bully them too much, though, please.

[pleasantmisery]

[leaning over him]

Gosh, have you been here all day? You must really like those pillows!

[themanofyourdreams]

I'm not a bully! What kind of guy do you think I am?

I couldn't ever find that pink sheep, though... I tried looking for a while. You sure you weren't just bullshitting me?

[finalbows]

I'm sure. Too bad for your pretty gil~. She's about yay tall, and is as pink as a peach.

[themanofyourdreams]

Ugh. Guess I'll look again later.

In the meantime, I'd like to ask you a few questions. Do you know much about the other groups we have here?

[finalbows]

Some. I don't talk often to most of the Daffodils, beyond the hyena. But I shall answer your questions to the best of my ability.

[themanofyourdreams]

That implies you know a decent amount about all the others. That's pretty useful info for someone who just arrived.

Can you tell me what kind of place "Clover" is?

[finalbows]

A gaggle of stressed literal children, formerly part of a triangle between flocks Daffodil, Lily, and themselves comprised of a mother and her children. The mother -- a Daffodil -- recently lapsed into a... healing coma, of sorts, and has been confiscated by the sheep for safekeeping.

Formerly led by the daughter. Red eyes, orange mop, bit of a brat. They switched up the one holding the shepherd's crook shortly after the... incident described.

[themanofyourdreams]

They're all kids? That's not good...

Wait, what is the shepherd's crook supposed to mean?

[finalbows]

....some of them teenager-y? Pond Fiend's brother is one.

The crook means you're the 'leader,' as designated by the powers-that-be. Some people take it seriously, some don't. Shadow Fiend is more of a... laissez-faire, do as you will sort, which serves me just fine. I'm had enough flags to rally under in my life already.

@ pond fiend

[finalbows]

Pond Fiend, a question. Would you mind giving me some insipid delivery or errand to run out to your brother? I require an excuse to wander near the Clovers.