Anastasia "cuddly lion pit" (
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sugarcube2017-03-28 08:59 pm
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![]() welcome ; one. come up with an au for your character of choice and leave a top-level. royalty, paupers, villains, enchanters and enchanted all welcome! two. tag a friend and come up with a vague storyline and pre-existing cr if you so choose three. pick a prompt and let your story unfold! one ♫ once upon a time... do you believe in love at first sight or do you need to walk by again? how does it happen? in a small provincial town, in a land far far away, in a castle's quarters? what does a normal day look like? are you taking care of the horses in a stable when one runs off or do you have an urgent message for the king? is there where a curse is woven or even when one is lifted? what does happen to the frog prince after he gets his legs back? every storybook needs a beginning. two ♫ a winter's ball... or a summer's ball! or a spring's ball! really, there always seems to be a good enough reason for a ball, don't you think? the violins are gently playing, the floor is filled with delight partygoers, and the chandeliers shine bright above you. the classical magic is in there air. are you the royal putting on the ball? a pauper invited and waiting for your chance to meet the monarch in charge? or are you more preoccupied with scavenging what's left of the dessert table? oh these people don't know what they've got until it's gone! three ♫ true love's kiss... or if you'd rather, true love's first hand holding, true love's first admittance, or even the confession? but there can be no confession without a proper setting. is it festival day? is it time for all the lanterns to fill the sky? where's the sweet acoustics and flowers blossoming? don't be afraid to take this step. four ♫ daring swordfights... there has to be something else in there that manages to get your heart pounding. where have your adventures taken you? at the very top of a castle, swords drawn against each other? on a pirate ship with nowhere but the ocean to run? in a chase across the tops of tiled rooftops as you chase after a treasure you've been looking for? are you facing down the stare of an angry dragon, who may or may not be your cursed friend? either way, welcome to the action scene option. en garde! |
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It's also another sign that he's in a good mood, honestly, considering how often he badgers and begs for attention, even if he rarely directly says as much.]
What's with that suspicion, huh? I'm always nice. [These big fat lies...] I just want you to try what I made. I think you'll like it.
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but baren's considering it for a moment, frowning as he tilts his head. "think you'll like it" is such an odd motivation to do anything.]
... You must really want something from me.
[but then again, is there anything else worth doing in this castle that holds only the two of them? at this rate, Baren doesn't think that he'd be able to go back to sleep.... so he sighs and sits up, moving to rise so that he'll follow along with Kashuu. having it brought to him is tempting, but that'd just take longer.]
Fine.
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But hey! At least he's agreed to come along. The irritation immediately gives way when Baren sits up, and there's a bounce in his step as Kashuu turns on his heel to lead the way out the door and down the unnecessarily long hall. Really, downsizing is something Baren should consider.]
I worked really hard on this one, you know! Baking stuff is such a pain... All of that measuring is so boring, and then if you get even one thing wrong, bam! Your whole dish falls apart.
[Baren's probably used to the way Kashuu prattles on about Nothing by now, as if he's possessed by some demon that needs to keep talking in order to live.]
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But that sure is just more chattering from Kashuu. Baren doesn't respond, letting Kashuu go on for a few moments, and you can wonder for a second if he's even really paying attention? Ah, but then he snorts softly and responds (probably like a minute too fucking late) - ]
You worked so hard on a pastry that I don't even really need?
[ you know being immortal and all, he doesn't really need to eat???
. . . . so.
the unspoken is just
why]
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[And to his credit, the closer they get to the dining area, the better it smells...
Kashuu just sort of spits out little nuggets of weirdness like that at times, though. As if he's older than his handful of decades somehow, or at least knows more about regrets and living in the moment than most humans do.
(A remnant, maybe from growing up in a place where even the thinnest of straw sandals was a blessing, and "the unnecessary" was a category that included everything that wasn't barley, torn blankets, and a thatched roof.)
He hops ahead a few paces once the kitchen comes into view, only so he can dramatically throw his arms wide open once he gets there first like a dingus...]
Ta-daaah! It's super cute, right?
[IT'S ELEPHANT EARS but they've actually been decorated to look like elephants, with extra bits of batter making up the trunk and little dollops of whipped cream for the eyes. He really was taking this seriously, making such a dang delicate pastry, apparently...]