sheep_game | Givethanksing Chaos Mode

WHO: Anyone
WHERE: Woolietown and pastures
WHEN: Day 43, evening

[HELLO WOOLITOWN AND PASTURE RESIDENTS, if you have been in the pasture for at least a few days, a happy little blond cube with a hat, bobcut, and glowing blue collar gem is appearing before you! If you are very very recently arrived and he has not seen you yet, you may just have to share the cubecall with whoever you're standing near.]

Bonsoir, tout le monde--it has been quite some time since I have had the pleasure of calling everyone in the pasture! In fact, perhaps it is overdue! Those who have been here since the beginning may recall we had a get together once, where we introduced ourselves and shared fruit between flocks. How fortuitous then, that another such occasion can easily be arranged!

The host of our latest ritual has generously helped us to transform our signature fruits into dishes to gift as we please! It would be a shame not to experiment a bit, non? Please join us at the buffet, where we may give our names and trade recipes, and do our utmost to express our Love and Thanks for our bonds old and new!

((ooc: THIS IS A LOVEBOMB RITE, AS WELL AS A RITUAL POST IN CHAOS MODE. Characters can just top-level wandering by and get jumped if you like! But if they engage with the premise, they can give a lil introduction--since not only do we have new faces, a lot have also chosen new names!--and people can reply to each other to fulfill their own flock's recipe. Ash gave the OK that this would basically make an dish that's a mash between flock foods. Effects can also be a mash, or sort of random (or I assume the effect can just be: makes you feel a little more full), GO WILD.))

DAFFODIL RITE | PEONY RITE

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ They stand first this time and offer their hand. ]

[grabbing the clothes he put aside, taking their hand]

Can . . . I . . .

[does seem like he’s going to wait for them to finish the question first]

[ they can’t quite blush what with the cold blood but they seem like they should be ]

I w-would like . . . to carry you.

Oh?? I don’t mind? [holds arm out]

[ scoops up bridal style even though he is twice their mass and everyone is soggy and in fact this getting him even soggier

OK back to Bluebell ]

[as he’s being carried]

… May I give you a kiss?

[ thiiiinks ]

Where?

On the lips.

Not now. Soon.

I will need to concentrate to know if . . . I like it.

HmmMmmm? Then… what do you think about casting that spell on me?

I think . . . it made you cross.

Mm. Not only cross.. part of me was elated--ecstatic--but it was.. very vulnerable. and I didn't have any time to think about it. That changes how I feel, being in proper control again..

[leaning to rest his forehead on a cold wet shoulder]

Love and fear... these don't.. fade simply... And so I'm cross, that you didn't take care, if I was a mark you weren't planning to kill.

Edited 2023-11-24 03:09 (UTC)