Totem Swap Tea Party 2<birdmir> Lucky had watched Spencer interact with Rosemary with some amount of territorial envy before the potter left, but was distracted by---Matilda? Her head was now starting to hurt and despite the roof, a small dark cloud formed over her. “Mattie? Oh, crud on a cracker, I can’t handle thith. I can barely handle mythelf.” The Yanma struck Lucky as being from some Ivy League school. Or excessively British. She eyed the Bug type, feeling a sudden strange pang of longing for her own totem. Weird. “Thpenther, thiddown and drink thomething. A-and, thtop waving…that around. It’th weird….” She took out a chair next to Mattie for Spencer to sit. Her cloud crackled ominously.Totem Swap Tea Party 2 by birdmir
<KayVeeDee> Beryllium's eyes widen a bit at the little narrative, and she laughs as she pours herself more tea - completely oblivious to the red tea bag that was seeped inside along with the berries. Now that her vulture tendencies
Totem Swap Tea Party 1Totem Swap Tea Party 1 by birdmir
birdmir>The inn has been invaded by what looks to be an explosive tea shop. At least four different tea sets have taken up space on the tables, colorful little packages occupy every flat surface, and you can practically take a sauna in the steam wafting from the kettles in the back. There’s the mundane flavors of peach and chamomile to chocolate and fennel spice for the brave tea-drinker. Despite the vast amounts of tea everywhere, there’s a certain neatness and organization to the scene as well. Well, besides the green tracks on the floor.
<birdmir> Strawberry wiggled in her seat, got up, then sat back down. The innkeeper had been very sweet letting her take over the inn like this, and while Jam had fun chatting to her for three hours, the woman needed to excuse herself for some reason. So now she was doodling and fidgeting, waiting for people to show. Being cooped up with bad weather had spurred to this and she was looking forward to s
A Weird Welcome[RP Log] Kosuke stepped off the boat that brought him to Raccolto from his tiny tropical home, before feeling a weird chill go through him. His vision began to swim and everything grew fuzzy as he fell down on the dock, passing out.A Weird Welcome[RP Log] by WatermelonMudkip
"Ugh, what happened..." he muttered. He put a hand to his head, a strong headache tearing through his head. But something felt wrong. Patting his head gently, he felt a hard stick poking out of his head. Looking over the edge of the dock into the waters, a strange reflection stared back at him.
Kosuke's normally red-orange hair was now a musty brown, with wild curls and two pointy horns protruding from his head. His skin was also white as a sheet, and he had a small, greenish beard. Looking up, Kosuke found a concerned stranger standing over him.
"What's going on? Why am I a Skiddo now?!" Kosuke bleated suddenly, overwhelmed and confused by his totem change.
It had been a couple of days since Chas
Totem Swap Tea Party 3<ElfSama> Her smile only spread wider at her husband's shock and protest! White teeth shone as bright as a lighthouse on a heavily misted night!Totem Swap Tea Party 3 by birdmir
If only the men could see how her eyes sparkled with mirth and mischief! She was, however, satisfied that the man had not been poisoned. Tipping the cup to her reddened lips again, she took a more confident sip.
Ingrid was busy while her mother took her first taste. With hair abandoned, she reached up not to grab at the man's nostrils, pulling down on his nose with a happy giggly. Rye noted the fuss and soon made her way to the cowboy. She curled across his back as she often did to tempt a man into handing her a gum wrapper. Pushing herself against his back, she reached over his shoulders and selected the vicious little girl from his lap, freeing him of all her torments.
<KAT-attack01> Will moved his fake mustache back and forth, and the paint on his eyebrows made them sticky, but he didn't care, he w
HPM - Poison Ivy: part 2rp with birdmirHPM - Poison Ivy: part 2 by KayVeeDee
“You two look like you just got run over by a truck. It’s a good look for you.”
Spencer’s eyes were wide at the prospect of a mystery song, in amusing contrast to the Scolipede grumbling next to them. Their hands were clenched and held up to their face the whole time the MC attended to the machine. They bounce a tiny bit as the machine loads up, and their face goes blank when the song is rolled. Spencer’s eyes drift the irritable pansear and the rather perplexed-looking ambipom before breaking into a wide grin. “How glorious! How very fantastic! Lucky, think about how much fun we’ll have with this one!” They laugh with a wicked, childish glee before turning to the monkey and waving. “Good luck on your turn, friends!” They cheer, ecstatic at the possibility of driving them positively insane with this work of art - this famous testament to earworm! The
HPM - Poison Ivy: part 1RP with birdmirHPM - Poison Ivy: part 1 by KayVeeDee
.“You look EXACTLY... exactly like the kind of people who would love to settle things with a good old-fashioned sing-off! Eh?”
Lucky shifted the grip on her knapsack, looking around with some measure of unease. It was like going backwards in time-- wooden planking underfoot, cargo being hauled by hand, not to mention the landscape she could see from the dock. Trees, trees and more trees. This apparently was the mainland which had been mentioned to her as being “very happening.”
All she could see happening in her imagination was some hick playing a banjo on weekend nights and a spittoon competition.
Before she could get reprimanded for standing in middle of the chaos of unloading the ship, Lucky decided to get off this dock and onto the land itself. She was told her things would be delivered later, but her confidence in the abilities of the boonie people was making her nervous about