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purplerosesbeauty rolled 1 100-sided dice:
98
Total: 98 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 5:02 pm
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nepsah rolled 1 100-sided dice:
32
Total: 32 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 8:08 pm
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nepsah rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 8:12 pm
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nepsah rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 8:17 pm
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Micillia rolled 1 100-sided dice:
41
Total: 41 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 11:51 pm
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Micillia rolled 2 20-sided dice:
11, 16
Total: 27 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 11:52 pm
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Caiden Banksy Honey Tasting 11-15: You get a plateful of snacks, pop a squat on a nearby bench, and enjoy the atmosphere. The honey is nice, but doesn't altogether compliment the snacks you picked out. Even then, the honey itself is delicious. You might have to grab a small jar of the stuff as you leave.
Bee Happy 13-16: You approach the buzzbeast with a smile and hop on, taking a firm but not rough hold of the fluff. It is quite soft and you kinda wish you had a blanket of the stuff. Your ride is smooth sailing and allows for a great view of the festival, letting you scope out where you want to go next. An altogether good time and grin as you get off. 13-16 rolls may take a keychain or necklace!
Caiden came by the bright yellow booth. Yellow! That was his favorite color for sure! All his favorite people were yellowbloods. Well actually, he liked so many people he couldn't really choose one color he liked most at all. The brownblood was soaked through with paint, and a rainbow of drips pretty much outlined his path as he weaved here and there. Caiden came up to the yellowblood's booth and stopped. Kolako was there. Caiden looked back and forth, seeing if she had noticed him. She hadn't, and Caiden snuk closer to the booth, pulling his bandana down, trying to hide. He felt so guilty. He wanted to talk to Kolako, but she had been avoiding him. Caiden bit his lip. She had been avoiding him, but she was hanging out with this yellowblood? Caiden felt a hole in his stomach open up. It felt like a pit, and he didnt't know how ro make it stop. The brownblood played a game, and won a jar of honey. He stuffed it into his mouth, hoping to fill the pit he felt. He shifted from foot to foot, he wanted to approach her, find out what he did wrong! But the pit in his stomach kept him still. The brownblood went through the booth's games, completely ignoring the yellowblood booth attendant. Loosing his nerve, the brownblood slunk off to his own booth, worry and confusion evident on his face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 12:30 am
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Nictor had been eyeing the shifting crowds from where he was leaning in his chair, eyes flitting over faces as they blurred in and out into one giant mass. One giant monstrous mass made of trolls, the cohesive being made from the hives upon hives upon hives of violent, angry creatures shoved into a small space together.
Nictor blinked a dew time when a hand waved in his visions before snapping to attention with a yelp. Right! He was running a booth! He couldn't jsut space out like that, he needed to pay more attention.
Finally looking at whoever had called him back from his musings, Nictor found himself locking eyes with a familiar face.
"Oh. Oh! Hemera!" He exclaimed, straightening up to talk to her properly. Nevermind that he just knee'd the table and wow that smarts. "I, ah, y-yeah, f-for the mo----st p-part."
The whole thing had cost a pretty penny to set up, but Nictor had been planning for a while now and had ordered the supplies he'd need well ahead of time. Of course, as much as he played his part, so did Bee. Nictor was fidgeting slightly, never able to truly relax with the crowds. Too many trolls in one place. By default, he was ready to let the conversation drop, but looking at Hemera's earnest expression, hearing her interest, Nictor plowed on. She asked, so she wants to hear.
"Beeehemoth i-is r-r-really wh-who to thank, th-though. H-he's been ma---king a-a lot of e-extra b-b-batches f---or a while n-now." Nictor offered a shaky grin, one that showed his stress from being in such crowded environment, but also one that spoke of the effort he was putting forth. It was a genuine and rarely seen thing in the company of trolls, so that smile should be coveted. He didn't feel very different from when he met Hemera at her Bloodfest booth, but the difference between him and now wasn't hard to see.
"Thanks," Nictor tacked on after a few seconds, feeling his nerves settle a bit. "I-I'm g-glad y---ou like it." That was the kind of encouragement he got from Bee and Kolako. Maybe he'd only talked to Hemera a few time, but she'd always expressed an interest and concern that threw him for a loop. Still, a fuzzy warm sensation settles his nervous fingers and chased the off balanced feeling away.
As Hemera began eyeing the snacks, Nictor found his attention drawn from her to about a foot in front of his nose where a little plastic bee was being held. He recoiled just a little, the off kilter feeling returning quickly as he went to take the bee from the troll.He blinked owlishly at the bauble resting in his hands for a few seconds, trying to decipher what it meant. The troll hand't said anything at all, but she must have just played Hive Draw, so she probably needed assistance getting her appropriate prize.
Obviously, gosh, why did he have to puzzle through that? His brain kind of felt like mud today. Looking back up to relay the prize, Nictor saw that the space he'd expected to be occupied empty. Wha-?
Nictor's attention was drawn away by some other patron's, filing away the face, especially the unique horns he'd glimpsed, to remember to get her her prize if she stopped by again the next day. He hand to grab some more jars and other supplies for the table when he tripped over a stray journal and nearly cracked his skull open on a supply crate. As it is, he was now sporting and angry mark on his forehead and feeling quite silly.He knew better than to let stuff like that end up on the floor when he was around. Nictor jolted a little at the hemoanon's reappearance, making a slight yelp.This time. she was demanding her due.
Nictor's lips pressed together for a moment, trying not to get uncomfortable with the mannerisms. This booth thing was certainly getting him practice in dealing with trolls of various attitudes. This one seemed pretty blunt and no nonsense, but he found her gaze unnerving. Still, she was not asking anything unreasonable, just asking in a way that made him unhappy.
"Y-You, ah, get a b-b-beeswax c-candle," Nictor stuttered as he indicated the display products of both the flower patterned and Beehemoth shaped ones. "F-Feel free t-t-, ah, p-pick either one."
stringency duuude i feel bad that zey got shortchanged on the honey and the ride ;; A;;
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 12:32 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 3:08 am
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artificial bones rolled 1 100-sided dice:
58
Total: 58 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 3:43 am
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artificial bones rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 3:46 am
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ZEYLLA CRYPSI
She made very sure, before building up her delectable snack, that no one was around her. Very thoroughly too. She glared at any troll who got close, and once she was certain all the trolls around her were aware of her and her intentions, she carefully built her delicious treat.
Some tolls might make up their own snack, but Zeylla was a by the book kind of troll, so she carefully picked out the recommended foods for the honey tasting, choosing to use a cracker and cheese again(the yogurt sounded delicious, but she needed that cracker), and gave one glance around her as she drizzled honey on top of the bleu cheese.
The flavors! Zeylla was in good food heaven for a moment, savouring the way the cheese crumbled and melted with the earthy honey, the salty cheese and cracker mixing with the heavy sweetness of the honey in the most perfect way.
Now satisfied and sporting a small, pleased smile, Zeylla couldn't help but say to the yellowblood behind the booth, "I think this might be the best honey I have ever had," which was very true, and while technically a compliment, it was also a very honest statement that Zeylla felt the need to divulge this information before glancing over a thte giant lusus waiting just beyond.
She thought about her last ride, but decided why not. She'd try again...
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artificial bones rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 3:48 am
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ZEYLLA CRYPSI
...The beast seemed more pleasant today, and hummed calmly as Zeylla walked up. She took a moment to once again brush her hands through that cloud like fur, and a certain softness came to her face as she enjoyed the feel of those hairs tickling the palm of her hand. "No craziness today, " she remarked to the buzzbeast, before scaling aboard.
The ride was amazing the second time, and Zeylla could feel laughter bubbling in her stomach as they rushed through the air, the wind caressing her face today instead of whipping against her. She could see the whole festival from up here, and took the moment to soak in the sights. Amazing!
When they landed, Zeylla patted the bee one last time, and wandered back over to the booth to collect her winnings from the yellowblood. She was waiting for him to finish with another troll, and while she waited she caught sight of the redblood from yesterday, and raised a brow at her when she noticed that again she couldn't tell if the plushie-squeezing troll was staring at her or through her. She looked like she had something to say, but Zeylla wasn't sure if who the troll was looking at or for.
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nepsah rolled 1 100-sided dice:
46
Total: 46 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 6:44 am
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nepsah rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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nepsah rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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