OFFERINGS AND OTHERS

[wooliefrand]

WHO: SHEEP
WHERE: THE FOUNTAIN
WHEN: MORNING 63

[GOOOOD MORNING. As you wake up, you might notice your field sheep all flocking to the fountain. It seems they have decided today is an OFFERING DAY to their new saviours!! Go to the fountain, and you'll find a. . .variety of gifts left at your appropriate crystal flower, as Blossom stands off to the side face in hands.

But as you do, you will also notice that the eye on the fountain is now open. Willfully, at least.

But ALSO ALSO, blink and you miss it, depsite it being morning, the sky briefly flickers to night?? But then it flicks back to morning. Weird. Don't worry about it.

ANYWAY wow some new people showed up last night/yesterday right?? Well even MORE may be appearing now. Watch out from the sky!!

Finally, since most are gathered near the fountain, Daisy left out a table of morning treats. Just milk, cocoa, coffee, and some egg tarts. However, the egg tarts might hit you with a special effect--compelling you to greet someone enthusiastically. That's it, no other effect, Daisy ain't sketchy. But she is big on manners.

But that aside, how are you all this sheepy day??]

Comments

[finalbows]

[ presents what presents he is too busy percieving the fact that death's eye is open with the utmost of birdie despair ]

[wants_the_phd]

[looking at the eye]

[SLOOOOWLY TURNS HER HEAD TO LOOK AT HIM]

[doublefried]

[ a BIRD MAN???? with a black collar appears and instead of falling on his ass like most new people. just delicately lands beside the pile of sheep and observes them with some bemusement. ]

Did I show up in the middle of something...?

[doggonemad]

[ another black collared guy falls face first into the sheep pile, only to be dumped into the dirt.

good job avoiding this fate, bro. ]

Fuuuuuuck.

[doggonemad]

[ UNLIKE THE BIRD MAN, another guy with a black collar, tattered clothes, and an eyepatch falls from the sky and falls on his ass. the sheep just move away and dump him onto the ground unceremoniously.

he grumbles face first into the dirt: ]

What the fuck.

[featherduster]

3/10.

[electricflock]

[the littlest werewolf is snuffling around the pile with Blåhaj in its mouth TAIL WAGGING SO FAST]

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ . . . Watching this wolf VERY CAREFULLY. Hnnggg...]

[aididitmyway]

[staring at the karaoke machine]

Do we have any plugs anywhere???

[she's never thought about this before]

[featherduster]

....... Is that for singing?

[beathollow]

( holding up the toy knife with a dry smile... oh but whats this? (its a bubble wand. shes legit clueless.) )

A soap...?

[damegane]

Isn't that one of those bubble formulas?

[strateelgic]

...

[Casually sticks the pin on the front of his jacket.

Also has a plate full of egg tarts.

He's looking over the fanart and wondering what sheep had even born witness to that little ocean escapade.]

[rugpull]

...wow sheep call out.

[aiwillneversmile]

[pick up random offerings, was it yours? too bad, it's being inspected before being put back]

Huh, don't know if this makes it worse or better . . .

[hotnbothered]

[ Yelling as he inspects this piece of art: ]

Excuse me! Do you have trouble reading?! That isn't addressed to you!

[misdeerection]

[ ♫ it’s raining weeds, hallelujah~! ]

[ there’s another new weed in the pasture, but he seems to have already made himself comfortable. he’s sitting on a sheep as thought it were a chair beside a floating table. ]

My~ this is quite the predicament I find myself in, [ a shadowy tendril lifts another sheep up and turns it to face alastor. ] d̶o̸n̷’̶t̷ ̷e̷w̵e̸ ̷a̵g̷r̶e̸e̷?

Aha ha ha ha ha. [ and then he just abruptly yeets it halfway across the pasture. it’ll be fine, probably. ]

[electricflock]

[a small, winged were-coyote goes bolting past him after the sheep

FETCH!!!!!!!!!]

[herdpity]

[ MAN ]

[quarantotto]

[Reaches out to pet]

[hotnbothered]

[ Looking back and forth between a zippo lighter in one hand and this piece of art in another. ]

What on earth is this supposed to be?

[rugpull]

More smoke tricks. Blow a ring or some shit.

[rugpull]

[Biscuit is eating his Big Cookie while carrying the Biscuit Plush AND the Tart Plush. And of course going though his other prizes...such cuutteee pictures....



he did try to eat one of the fake eyes but spit it out cuz its not edible]

Our sheep are so damn talented....!

[heavyliesthecrown]

I am truly amazed that they are able to make any of this. When did they even find the time?

[leonheartedly]

[it's later in the morning when Tyr will finally drag himself out to see the offerings and]

Do you little shits think you're funny?

[doggonemad]

[ !

target spotted. ]

Sounds like they're hilarious t'me!

[survivaltricks]

[Lupin was already at the fountain, staring a bit wistfully into the water, when the sheep arrived. WHATEVER HE WAS STARING AT. . . well. now he is distracted by SHEEP]

[HOLDING UP THE GOLDEN SKULL TROPHY WITH PRIDE]

I couldn't ask for a greater honor.






Also, that's exactly what happened in the mist.

[WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT]

[quarantotto]

[Gives him a round of applause]

[monadalgona]

( it's a bird! no, it's a plane!

no, it's a... cat? )

Mrow!!

( a little mostly-black cat, with a bright red collar. he lands on his feet—on a sheep—as all cats do, and then wobbles and collapses on said sheep. )

Blegh... ugh, good thing there was something fluffy here.

( the cat..........

is talking? )

[survivaltricks]

[what the FUCK is this timing. . . because Lupin had just been hovering near the fountain, watching as Melody (Haru) goes about her life back home, safe from all of the shenanigans of the pasture]

[and right after she goes home. . .]

-- !!!

Ah-- uh-- [SHIT. NAMES]

-- Zorro!

[thefinalcontract]

[Holds the bundle of daffodils in one hand and the marriage proposal??? in the other and feeling very perplexed.

Also lots of artistic renditions of him with horns. Oh dear.]

Oh dear...

[It's worth saying aloud, actually.]

[rugpull]

Whatcha get!!

[strongsenseofwhimsy]

Oh! Oh! Are we doing intros? I loooOOoOoOOooOoooove intros! Alright, gang, don't fuck this up for us!

[ A clown girl snaps her fingers and several NPC sheep (body horror redacted) into slightly less fancy copies of her and begin providing appropriate mood music ]

Rejoice, brief mortals! Here she is! She's here! The Great Devourer! The Queen of Worms! Bearer of the word Beast! The one! The many! Your good pal-

[ does a bunch of somersaults, gets a pie in the face ]

WHAT'S-HER-NAME!

[lustfall]

[red collar, covered in blood (not his own), clapping with the utmost enthusiasm]

Bravo, bravo!

[endsjustified]

[quietly gathering up the offerings for himself and also the ones for Lethe for some reason. insofar as you can read his expression it is both mildly amused and mildly impressed]

Hm. There's a theme here.

[damegane]

[Looking for a trashcan to cram this book of horse breeds into.]

[heavyliesthecrown]

Do you have something to hide?

[villainrole]

[He's going to sit through his offerings, a single eyebrow raised as he looks through the strange things he has received. a sheep with strange tastes, a strange doodle of some weirdo, a couple of eyeballs, more eyeballs and then he pauses at a group photo with a light smile.

And then he just gathers them up without saying much about it at all.]

[rugpull]

Are any of the eyes edible?

[lustfall]

[red collar, staring at the flickering sky. when/where did they land?? don't worry about it]

Wow... that's cool!

[also they're covered in blood. keen observers will note that it's not their own.]

[wants_the_phd]

[She's wearing the "Are we ok?" pin and she thought it was funny before but now she's actually thinking about it.]

...Busy day?

[heavyliesthecrown]

[Crescendo has gathered up his fan mail. Some of it, he is unsure what to think of. In particular, the two that involve kissing...? Regardless, he has everything stuffed in a bag at his side.

Instead of focusing on the mail, he is passing out invitations. It is the only polite thing to do, after all.]

Here you go. I hope you will join us for our Pillow Fight Sleepover. ♪

[Anyone who is friendly with Bluebell and has not served as a threat to them in the past can assume they got one from either Crescendo or another member of Bluebell! Either way, he seems excited.]

[electricflock]

[takes one and runs off with it]

[ae10d1f]

[ Some loser in a black collar lands on a group of sheep, only to drop to the ground as the sheep move out of the way.

He's not moving. But if the stink of alcohol is anything to go by, he's still alive. Probably. ]

[jerkalope]

[ pokes at with a paw ]

Hmm, probably the last of the Weed batch if this is the "go getter" attitude we've got to work with.

@ rose.

[misdeerection]

[ alastor taps on their barn doors with his radio cane. ] Salutations Roses. I have a small favor to ask of one of you.

Re: @ rose.

[poisonista]

[ Beautiful young man opens door. Looks this person over. ]


Not even an introduction, first?

[debug_mode]

[She just looks at her stuff. This is the best thing ever.]