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sheep_game2023-06-24 11:03 am
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BARTENDER - BLUEBELL
WHO: BLUEBELL + CUSTOMERS
WHERE: BLUEBELL BARN
WHEN: BARTENDER GAME
[ Your barn has a new???? (temporary???) addition! One of the outside walls now has a cabinet of various drinks, all of which sits behind what appears to be an L-shaped bar counter, complete with a sink, ice box, and glass cabinet on the inner side, and stools for customers(?) on the outer side.
Posted on the wall is a recipe book, and above it, a big chalkboard listing the various drinks from said recipe book.
Tied to the drinks cabinet are a number of ribbons in your barn's color. Wonder what those are for. ]
OOC RULES | RECIPE BOOK | MAIN GAME POST
WHERE: BLUEBELL BARN
WHEN: BARTENDER GAME
[ Your barn has a new???? (temporary???) addition! One of the outside walls now has a cabinet of various drinks, all of which sits behind what appears to be an L-shaped bar counter, complete with a sink, ice box, and glass cabinet on the inner side, and stools for customers(?) on the outer side.
Posted on the wall is a recipe book, and above it, a big chalkboard listing the various drinks from said recipe book.
Tied to the drinks cabinet are a number of ribbons in your barn's color. Wonder what those are for. ]
OOC RULES | RECIPE BOOK | MAIN GAME POST

Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
Red-san... had required that I catch a fish by hand if I wanted to obtain a bow.
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
Silence. Though through the empathy bond, he will feel him cycle through conflict (+1 club soda), shame (+1 fruit), and fragility (+1 herb).
He glances away though, surreptitiously lifting the back of his hand to his eyes to wipe at them while remaining hidden beneath his bangs. He swallows.]
There was another request that I had from Red-san. It was for a potion. But I... I did not really wish to go through with it.
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
What was the task you were put to?
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
[ Gaze on the ground, still feeling shamed and foolish, he sighs. ]
I wanted... a potion that would allow me to breathe underwater.
[ Random, isn't it...? ]
I was worried that the man who attacked others and set things on fire would attack Bluebell or someone I have become fond of again.
[ . . . ]
I did not wish to drown him or overly hurt him. But I thought if I could drag him into the water, his abilities would be nullified. I thought having a spell or some item might at least help me to level the playing field, and if I could breathe underwater, he would be unable to harm me.
[ He swallows. ]
Red-san said if I wished for such a potion, the requirement was that... someone drown me. And that once fully drowned, I was to be kissed by that individual, and then take the water I had drowned inside to that fox.
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
Là là... A potion-making process that has quite a bit of intrigue. How did Monsieur Prémédité come to be involved? Will I need to speak with him?
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
To be quite honest, I have often emotionally struggled with my inadequacies here.
I am like a baby chick, newly hatched and stumbling blindly into the world for the first time. Unable to fly, at the mercy of the environment around me, and surrounded by predators, I have barely begun to walk, let alone fly. (+1 coffee + 1 herb)
I cannot express how vexing this is to realize and admit aloud. If I lived in ancient times, I would already be considered a man, and expected to handle these sorts of matters flawlessly. Yet I possess no memories, relevant life skills, or even the ability to protect myself. During the entire affair, I was absolutely terrified. I feel so embarrassed. Yet from the bottom of my heart, it is my most ardent desire to prove myself a capable and an equal member of this flock. (+2 coffee + 1 cocoa + 1 fruit).
[ He gives a very heavy shake of his head. ]
That eel became involved after we began to speak casually one day. I expressed my frustrations with Red-san, but he told me he would be willing to help me catch a fish, and aid me in the other endeavor. (+1 coffee +1 club soda)
Of course, I was grateful for someone who would help aid me in catching a fish. I had no idea how to go about that, let alone with my hands.
. . . As to the other thing, I had no idea he would be so very excited and willing to... 'aid' me. Even despite his professed words prior to the day.
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
Re: Memory - CW: Drowning
CW: Drowning | 1/2
[ He closes his eyes, nodding. ]
I am quite impatient. I wish to run when I have barely learned to crawl. You could say that I am somewhat cheeky in that way. I can be arrogant and stubborn but I am also a quick and willing learner and determined. You will find that I do not shy away from hard work. I do not give up, and as you said, simply bemoaning my current lack of skills does not help me acquire them.
I wish to devour as much information as I can, digest it, and use it as the fuel required to achieve my own spectacular feats. Without fail, in some way or another, I will carry out one great accomplishment to the next, until I stand at the top with enough strength to rule the world if necessary.
[ He touches a hand to his heart once more. ]
I humbly ask that you help guide me in these endeavors, as I greatly admire your fortitude and strength.
CW: Drowning | 2/2
[ He clears his throat. ]
Try as I might, understanding either one of those brothers feels like a truly impossible task. They are incomprehensible. One moment, I feel Pond Fiend-san intends to be helpful, and the next, I feel as though he is deciding how he wishes to cook and serve me for dinner. But I am not a snack upon a menu you know?
[ He feels as though he has had to say this quite a bit recently.]
Though in response to your question, I hope you will not mock my poor judgment. Usually, I have a very good sense of character and a discerning eye for things. Pond Fiend-san asked what my tasks were and when I explained both, and how I intended to give up on the potion, he said he would help me with both requests for free if I would allow him to drown me.
[ . . . . Aughughughugh ]
Of course, I asked him what his fee was for just the one, though, and he felt it was a cowardly way out.
[ . . . And he cannot stand being called a coward. ]
At the time, I somewhat stupidly agreed rather reluctantly. But I admit... I did not think he was so serious about it. And I assumed that I could simply pay whatever fee he would charge for helping teach me how to fish with my hands.
[ He had really thought that would be how things turned out, despite all of the concerning things he said along the way.]
I did not expect to be grabbed so suddenly. And when I realized that I could not breathe and was choking, I desperately wanted free.