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sheep_game2024-01-21 10:45 am
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Entry tags:
- albert silverberg,
- chuuya nakahara,
- han yoojin,
- idia shroud,
- jade leech,
- jaime reyes,
- kaveh,
- kazuki kurusu,
- kit flockheart,
- kohaku oukawa,
- leon s. kennedy,
- mafuyu asahina,
- ortho shroud,
- rook hunt,
- ruggie bucchi,
- suou tsukasa,
- suwa rei,
- the meteia,
- vash the stampede,
- vicious,
- wanderer,
- ☾days 51-60,
- ⚘wolves,
- ❃game,
- ❃plot,
- ❃setting update
Ritual 19 - Vengeance
WHO: Sheep
WHERE: The Pasture
WHEN: Evening, Day 54 (to give some buffer to post-rescue talks during the day)
[Well THAT was a trip. But everyone is returned home relatively safely, the mushrooms are under control, and Death's eye is closed. Maybe things can return to semi-normalcy.
Lol. Lmao.
A dark shadow suddenly sweeps across the Pasture, and you'll find yourself forcibly yanked from where you stand, lay in bed, or otherwise where you're minding your business--though, some will be missed, inevitably. Those who get grabbed though get to glimpse at a massive shadow-like demon, wolf like in appearance but with giant ram horns, glaring down at you. His voice speaks as a whisper in your minds.
You will Speak his Vengeance.
If you do not speak it, I will enact it on his Behalf.
A random sheep waddles by, and then shadows overtake it--the poor sheep begins to contort, gasping for air as it's stretched and twisted into an unnatural eldritch mass, but still Very Much Alive. It rolls off to enjoy its eternal suffering.
And just like that you're yanked into the shadows, the demon's Intent clear in your heads. It's Ritual Time.]
[ooc: Please go to your rooms and check in if you are playing!
Daffodil + Teleute
Bluebell + Water Genshin Dude
Lily + Bombay
Thistle +Viscous
Clover + Your Name
Rose +Flare, Jackalope
Peony +Epel, Furina
RULES HERE. NO MINGLE, GO.]
WHERE: The Pasture
WHEN: Evening, Day 54 (to give some buffer to post-rescue talks during the day)
[Well THAT was a trip. But everyone is returned home relatively safely, the mushrooms are under control, and Death's eye is closed. Maybe things can return to semi-normalcy.
Lol. Lmao.
A dark shadow suddenly sweeps across the Pasture, and you'll find yourself forcibly yanked from where you stand, lay in bed, or otherwise where you're minding your business--though, some will be missed, inevitably. Those who get grabbed though get to glimpse at a massive shadow-like demon, wolf like in appearance but with giant ram horns, glaring down at you. His voice speaks as a whisper in your minds.
You will Speak his Vengeance.
If you do not speak it, I will enact it on his Behalf.
A random sheep waddles by, and then shadows overtake it--the poor sheep begins to contort, gasping for air as it's stretched and twisted into an unnatural eldritch mass, but still Very Much Alive. It rolls off to enjoy its eternal suffering.
And just like that you're yanked into the shadows, the demon's Intent clear in your heads. It's Ritual Time.]
[ooc: Please go to your rooms and check in if you are playing!
Daffodil + Teleute
Bluebell + Water Genshin Dude
Lily + Bombay
Thistle +Viscous
Clover + Your Name
Rose +Flare, Jackalope
Peony +Epel, Furina
RULES HERE. NO MINGLE, GO.]
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[ He inhales, though it's shaky, like he's trying his best to not sob. Sheep spit is the least of his worries right now. ]
The clinic will probably have more people in there right now. I can wait. I just need to see Rubato, and my Flock... will you stay with me?
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[ that sounded like someone describing their love interest from a romance novel but his other classmate was also a pretty boy so... ]
Rubato. So you can touch his face or sniff him, whatever eases your mind.
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[ He will use his magical pen to get all the gloop and mess off him, as much as he can, anyway. His cleaning magic is strong, but the blot collecting is even darker now so. Once he's cleaned off enough, he slowly moves to his knees. ]
May I hold you?
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[ only because he is so tiny, they're also not sharp ]
This will help with the whole sympathy ploy like Angel Devil suggested. Nobody is going to retaliate against a blind guy and his seeing eye jackalope!
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He needs something soft and cuddly right now. ]
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Cute makes him think of Epel, though, and everyone else, and that makes him sniff, but he doesn't cry. Not yet. Not until he knows they're all safe. ]
You're... quite soft. I wouldn't... mind brushing your fur and shining your horns for you... sometime.
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If you like. I know brushing me helps Es wind down after a stressful interrogation. I'm a versatile assistant that way.
[ he doesn't mention Es insisting on the claw trimming because wow enough trauma for the day ]
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They're lucky to have you.
[ He reaches under to gently play with his paws. ]
You've been through much as well. Get plenty of rest as soon as you can, alright?
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[ and since canon graced me with literal proof of this happening he closes his eyes and enjoys being a therapy animal.
cuties and children only, no uggos]Don't worry about it. I'm better off than the rest of you.