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crescentview2023-01-11 06:36 am
sicklysweet) wrote in crescentview2023-01-11 06:36 am
✨summertime badness✨
Who: Owen, unfortunately, and others, also unfortunately.
What: DOG, also general catchall for the month including other bonuses and monthly things.
When: All summer, y’all.
Where: Nowhere is off-limits.
Warnings: Owen
walkies and gossip;
[When Owen wakes up that morning, he immediately realizes something is different. Or, well. Not different, necessarily - more like things have become a bit more like they’re supposed to be, because he hears the obnoxious bird outside the window and he can understand its overly cheerful morning greeting.
Which… of everything he could get back, this wouldn’t be his first choice. It’s kind of useless for most things, honestly, and he has absolutely no plans for being useful around any of the farms on the island. The bird laughs at him when he tells it to shut up, too, still keeping that cheery attitude, but at least when he steps out onto the porch he’s greeted by something that does brighten his mood.
Kind of. Honestly, he’s more confused now, but this is a step in the right direction. A small step, though the dog at Owen’s side as he makes the trek from the forest to the village isn’t precisely small. Its shoulders reach up to his knees, but with its awkward, gangly proportions it’s obvious it's just a puppy. With three heads and teeth that are larger and sharper than what any normal dog should have, and the connected spikes that hover over it like some sort of twisted halo, it’s very apparent this isn’t just a dog Owen picked up from the island. (There’s also a song accompanying Owen and Cerberus, but he’s trying not to be visibly annoyed.
When anyone crosses his path, Cerberus perks up and growls. It’s unclear whether he’s being protective or just… aggressive.]
You should be careful, or he’ll take a bite out of you.
[Said very cheerfully, like Owen wants to see someone get chomped. It’s probably a good thing Cain isn’t here.]
task board;
[Looking at the board is utterly, laughably pointless considering Owen can’t actually read anything on it, but he can still tell that it’s been changed since he first arrived. What those changes mean... Probably that there’s new inane tasks to do to appease the Goddess, because he vaguely remembers mentions of it. He really doesn’t know how doing mundane nonsense is empowering a spirit such as the Goddess…
But he also doesn’t really care. She’s a bitch, and he is absolutely not going to do anything to help her out. At least not intentionally… He frowns at the list of… something on the board, before huffing and leaning back, adjusting his hat and eyeing anyone else who came to doublecheck the tasks.]
Are you doing these to improve your farm or because you care about the Goddess’ strength?
[A loaded question to hopefully draw away from any questions for why he’s been staring so long so intently…]
bingo time;
[The task board has reminded him of another thing he’s been hearing about but hasn’t concerned himself with - bingo. What even is bingo? It sounds like something a Westerner would do, which means the thought of it already has given him a headache. There are squares on it, and text, and somehow two of his squares have been checked off? When did that happen…
Well. Whatever. That’s a mystery he will solve approximately never, because he has more important things to do. He can probably use this to make someone miserable, he thinks, because starting a task and then quitting at the end… The dissatisfaction would make doing something the Goddess tells him enjoyable, and so would duping someone into doing something for him…
It’s a perfect plan, and the best thing to do about it is to be forward and hope he can bluff his way through any questions about what tasks he has. He can just show people his card, right?]
What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve been asked to do?
[Hello, random citizen, have a wizard appearing next to you and leaning way too far into your space. Hope you don’t mind.]
Or did you get lucky and you’re only being asked to spend time with people in the most boring ways possible?
[Is this… helping?]
mean bitch beach vacation;
[The heat is miserable. Owen’s not a fan, which probably isn’t surprising when he comes from somewhere that snows as much as the North. He doesn’t even have the clothes Chloe made to keep cool with him, either, and is stuck with just his normal attire and what he can get in town, which… Sure, he could have chosen to wear shorter sleeves and shorter pants, but why would he expose his skin?
The waterfront does provide a nice bit of cool, ocean air though, and Owen is content to at least enjoy that even if he doesn’t enjoy the sun and sand. Or the water, either. Or the other people on the beach, even if he is mystified by them. So mystified he caves and asks one of the offworld residents that he vaguely kind of recognizes. There’s a lot of people on the island he doesn’t care enough about to keep distinguished from the rest.]
What’s a hot girl summer?
[Wizards versus modern language round: god only knows. He sounds more annoyed by this then is probably reasonable, too, as if hot girl summer has personally insulted him.]
wildcard;
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What: DOG, also general catchall for the month including other bonuses and monthly things.
When: All summer, y’all.
Where: Nowhere is off-limits.
Warnings: Owen
walkies and gossip;
[When Owen wakes up that morning, he immediately realizes something is different. Or, well. Not different, necessarily - more like things have become a bit more like they’re supposed to be, because he hears the obnoxious bird outside the window and he can understand its overly cheerful morning greeting.
Which… of everything he could get back, this wouldn’t be his first choice. It’s kind of useless for most things, honestly, and he has absolutely no plans for being useful around any of the farms on the island. The bird laughs at him when he tells it to shut up, too, still keeping that cheery attitude, but at least when he steps out onto the porch he’s greeted by something that does brighten his mood.
Kind of. Honestly, he’s more confused now, but this is a step in the right direction. A small step, though the dog at Owen’s side as he makes the trek from the forest to the village isn’t precisely small. Its shoulders reach up to his knees, but with its awkward, gangly proportions it’s obvious it's just a puppy. With three heads and teeth that are larger and sharper than what any normal dog should have, and the connected spikes that hover over it like some sort of twisted halo, it’s very apparent this isn’t just a dog Owen picked up from the island. (There’s also a song accompanying Owen and Cerberus, but he’s trying not to be visibly annoyed.
When anyone crosses his path, Cerberus perks up and growls. It’s unclear whether he’s being protective or just… aggressive.]
You should be careful, or he’ll take a bite out of you.
[Said very cheerfully, like Owen wants to see someone get chomped. It’s probably a good thing Cain isn’t here.]
task board;
[Looking at the board is utterly, laughably pointless considering Owen can’t actually read anything on it, but he can still tell that it’s been changed since he first arrived. What those changes mean... Probably that there’s new inane tasks to do to appease the Goddess, because he vaguely remembers mentions of it. He really doesn’t know how doing mundane nonsense is empowering a spirit such as the Goddess…
But he also doesn’t really care. She’s a bitch, and he is absolutely not going to do anything to help her out. At least not intentionally… He frowns at the list of… something on the board, before huffing and leaning back, adjusting his hat and eyeing anyone else who came to doublecheck the tasks.]
Are you doing these to improve your farm or because you care about the Goddess’ strength?
[A loaded question to hopefully draw away from any questions for why he’s been staring so long so intently…]
bingo time;
[The task board has reminded him of another thing he’s been hearing about but hasn’t concerned himself with - bingo. What even is bingo? It sounds like something a Westerner would do, which means the thought of it already has given him a headache. There are squares on it, and text, and somehow two of his squares have been checked off? When did that happen…
Well. Whatever. That’s a mystery he will solve approximately never, because he has more important things to do. He can probably use this to make someone miserable, he thinks, because starting a task and then quitting at the end… The dissatisfaction would make doing something the Goddess tells him enjoyable, and so would duping someone into doing something for him…
It’s a perfect plan, and the best thing to do about it is to be forward and hope he can bluff his way through any questions about what tasks he has. He can just show people his card, right?]
What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve been asked to do?
[Hello, random citizen, have a wizard appearing next to you and leaning way too far into your space. Hope you don’t mind.]
Or did you get lucky and you’re only being asked to spend time with people in the most boring ways possible?
[Is this… helping?]
mean bitch beach vacation;
[The heat is miserable. Owen’s not a fan, which probably isn’t surprising when he comes from somewhere that snows as much as the North. He doesn’t even have the clothes Chloe made to keep cool with him, either, and is stuck with just his normal attire and what he can get in town, which… Sure, he could have chosen to wear shorter sleeves and shorter pants, but why would he expose his skin?
The waterfront does provide a nice bit of cool, ocean air though, and Owen is content to at least enjoy that even if he doesn’t enjoy the sun and sand. Or the water, either. Or the other people on the beach, even if he is mystified by them. So mystified he caves and asks one of the offworld residents that he vaguely kind of recognizes. There’s a lot of people on the island he doesn’t care enough about to keep distinguished from the rest.]
What’s a hot girl summer?
[Wizards versus modern language round: god only knows. He sounds more annoyed by this then is probably reasonable, too, as if hot girl summer has personally insulted him.]
wildcard;
[Standard procedure! I don’t have a plotting comment at the moment and some other AC bonuses to get out, so I will update this if/when I make one! Otherwise you can reach me on Discord,
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...Yeah. Healing from something isn't the same as not taking the damage in the first place. What if it stopped working?
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[He knows he doesn't have forever.]
At which point I suppose I'll turn to stone, and it won't be my problem anymore.