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SOMETHING STEAMY

This log is open to everyone and doubles as a "Character Intro" for new characters who were just accepted this round. As a reminder, new characters are welcome to carry over their TDM threads backdated to the last week of October (25-31) so that they're not really "new" if players wish to do so! Starting fresh is also acceptable.

I. REVEREIN HOTPOT

With the temperatures cooling down, some locals have decided to throw a huge hotpot party along the riverbank for no real reason other than to try and cook up some good food and meet new faces. While participating restaurants and farmers are happy to provide some surplus ingredients, others are welcome to bring their own. There are plenty of grills and pots to go around, but with so many people and…unique ingredients coming in, there's bound to be a little chaos. (Thanks to Mich for the idea!)

A. Hunt for the "Legendary" Ingredient. To spice things up, a challenge has been posted before the day of the party for those who want to add some unique flavor to the meal.

Golden Truffles. There are special truffles found deep in the swamps hidden within the Wildlands that are said to taste so divine that just a small bite would make one feel as if they are floating to heaven. No it's not poisonous!! While not exactly rare in number, they are notoriously hard to find and require special pigs to sniff and dig them out. Some truffle hunters have agreed to let anyone daring to look for the truffles to borrow said pigs for the hunt. However, they can be ornery and will only cooperate if you sing a happy song to them. The swamps themselves can be filled with some mild dangers, but the pigs should guide you. Probably.
Mandragora Leaves. There is a marked field where the mandragora have taken residence. They will give up their leaves if asked nicely, but if too rough or without showing respect, they will scream and attack instead. Even then you have to take care in clipping the leaves.
Rainbow Speckled Eggs. Some wild hens that live out in the Wildlands lay rainbow speckled eggs at this time of year and they are huge! Can't miss them. They are duds and won't hatch, so they are perfect for eating. The hens themselves won't mind them taken, but the roosters that guard them are a different story. Get past them and collect the egg!

B. Food Thieves. Attracted by the delicious smell and it being time to start gathering for the winter, a few critters and even some small fae try to sneak in and snatch a few pieces for themselves. Squirrels and chipmunks in particular like to swipe any chestnuts some people are trying to roast, and the birds are diving in for any free morsel. There are a few ways to handle this, from chasing them off to trying to create a designated "food try" for the animals to take to avoid them bothering everyone else.

C. Communal Pot Surprise. While there are smaller, individual pots available for more private use, there is a larger pot that suspiciously looks like a cauldron set near the center where anyone can dump in whatever ingredient they desire—even inedible items—and produce questionable yet somehow edible results. Here are some various effects that occur:

Anything green: Chances of turning into a frog—25%. The remaining chance is just having one's hair turn green.
Sour fruit: Everything will taste like lemons for ten minutes. No amount of sugar will help until it wears off.
Candy: Everything will taste super sweet for ten minutes and 50% chance of getting a sugar rush.
Alcohol: TIME TO SING A RAUNCHY SONG WITH GREAT FERVOR but think of the children or don't.
Inedible Objects: Why would anyone throw a shoe or sock in there—the soup will turn black and empty itself so now everyone has to start over.

This is not an exhaustive list or this prompt would go on forever—so feel free to come up with other effects with whatever item your character tosses in!

D. General Mingling. There are plenty of tables and places to sit, so grab some ingredients, find a spot, and start cooking! Just remember to share and greet everyone around! Be mindful of the pots and grills as well as they can be sensitive to emotions. Get too animated and the water or fire might shoot up in temperature. But dreamotion could also help enrich flavors, so everyone is encouraged to play around. There will also be a few spicy and garnish noodle dragons flying around to help season things. Just make sure they don't get too overzealous.

II. DRAGON ISLAND

The Hot Air Balloon Station set just outside some open fields beyond town are bustling with activity as the Dragon Island (name pending) has finally opened its borders and allow outside visitors to come in and visit the island. Its main attraction of course is the hot springs resort, "Draken Springs," where everyone has received a one time free voucher to test its amenities. There are other places guests can visit near the hot springs, and by helping the nearby towns and villages, favorability will increase as well as earn extra vouchers for the hot springs. For more details on the island in general, refer to the Mod Notes.

A. Dragon Riders. There's already a task written up on the Dream Board from farmers requesting help for harvest, but there is another request to help deal with some aggressive animals that have scared off some livestock and then corral the ones that have gotten loose. The beasts are a tough, armored, armadillo-like bear whose hide is resistant to dragon flame and can be tough to fight. Dreamotion works better to strengthen physical and magical attacks. The young adolescents are giving non-dragons the privilege of riding on their backs to fly around to help first find and deal with the bears, and then herd the livestock back to their respective farms and ranches.

B. Dragon Nursery. One of the neighboring villages is taking care of many of the new hatchlings that were recovered from the previous "raid" on Reverein. Despite a month passing, some dragons are still trying to figure out who the parents are, and there is a strong suspicion that some of the eggs were never originally from the island at all, leaving many orphaned. The dragons have a very strong communal instinct when it comes to raising their young, so some have been adopted but others are still waiting to be taken as arrangements are still being made. Thus in the meantime, help is requested to do one simple task: play and help feed the young hatchlings. They are basically toddlers so it might be quite the challenge for those unprepared, especially as their own magic is still wild and out of control. Calm dreamotion will help as well as using opposing elements to help balance the magic.

C. Hot Springs: Testing the Waters. Everyone has a chance to grab a towel and test both the indoor and outdoor public springs. For more private rooms, they will need to pay up as the voucher only covers the public springs. But they will still be provided with complimentary drinks, snacks, towels, and use of the showers to clean up before and after using the springs. As for whether it's mixed, separated, covered, or bare it all…well hopefully visitors are able to decipher the signs. There are also the saunas, just be mindful of how hot it can get.

D. Hot Springs: Special Snacks. There are some unique foods that the town and resort offers for anyone to try that can be only found on the island.

Dragon's breath peppers are hot, but these won't kill anyone (the dragons are too considerate for that). This particular species is safe to consume but as the name implies, will give one fiery breath for a while. Anyone who had the kebabs from the festival might recall a similar effect.
A spiked fruit that suspiciously looks like durian has a notable stench that will carry for quite a ways, but anyone daring enough to get past it will find the fruit sweet and seeds edible once boiled and the skin peeled away. It even has a bit of a rejuvenating effect.
Dragon fruits are a nice palette cleanser especially with yogurt or ice cream. Anyone who eats it will be able to relax more easily.

E. Hot Springs: Recreation Room. There is a sizeable recreational room where any guest is free to relax and lounge in. They offer a small snack bar, some board and card games, yoga mats, billiards table, and a ping pong table. The ping pong table in particular is set a little ways from the rest as the competition can get a little heated—literally. They even had to erect magical barriers to prevent wildly charged balls from hitting others outside of the containment area.

F. Hot Springs: Peeping Toms. Even the hot springs on Dragon Island are vulnerable to unsavory characters. Although rare, there are some unwelcome guests who try to peep into the springs, and while there are security personnel and magic devices that try to catch them, some still manage to sneak in. Especially the monkeys. Descending from the higher peaks, most wild monkeys use the other pools outside of the resort for their own use, but some are attracted to the food and other amenities and make their way into the resort pools instead. Some of them are respectful and can make for great bathing company. But others are clearly not and need to be kicked out without remorse. So whether it's an uninvited or unruly guest, or a wild monkey, if caught in the act either report or feel free to handle it. Remember, even if thrown off the mountain, they will not fall to their doom, and in this case will be caught by the magic security devices.

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[A - Hot Pot Time]

i - Eggs for the Taking

[It's a bit of a bizarre scene playing out.

It wasn't that difficult to find the eggs, nor even to get one. They're a little hard to hold, but doable with both hands. Unfortunately, he's not in possession of a third arm to deal with the irate rooster staring him down. There's a bit of a standoff playing out until the rooster lunges and Ira can only counter with a shield of Aeroga.

But he might need a little help moving.]

Would you get away!

ii - Communal Soup

[A little windblown, a little scratched up but otherwise alright, Ira has retired from ingredient collection. He's found a quiet table with a hot pot on it. It's not very lively though, the fire little more than embers, echoing Ira's exhaustion after his excursion. Perhaps you'd like to him him get things going again?]

[B - It's the Great Pumpkin? Ira!]

[There is something about the harvest time that Ira has really come to enjoy. While he's never really been much of a farmer, he had different responsibilities as a Keyblade Master, he recognizes the importance and feels he should help out where he can. Especially since they are repairing a relationship with these dragons. And while he might not have been able to help broker peace, perhaps this can help with a contract that went unfulfilled.

At least, he hopes for such lofty things.

Though his confidence wanes as he stares at the...the thing he is meant to be harvesting. He's not entirely sure what it is, having never seen a vegetable? like this before. It's big, for one thing, and sunk into the ground, like the top of a carrot, but bigger than any carrot Ira has ever seen. He gives it a tentative push and the vegetable? stays put.]

Where do I even start with this?

[C - Hot Spring Episode]

[A hard day's work deserves some rest at the end of the day. Ira has been looking forward to this, it having been a long time since he's been to any kind of hot spring. It had taken a little time to find the pools, trying to decipher the dragon's script on their signs, but eventually he finds one. And hopes it's the right one.

But for the moment, it just seems to be him, so he'll sink into the pool with a sigh.

It might be hard to recognize him at first, as he is not wearing his mask right now, but the long blue hair might be a giveaway.]

[D - Wildcard]

[ooc: open to other shenanigans or plotting at urbaninja]

Edited 2022-11-05 20:54 (UTC)

[I. Legendary Gleaner!]

When you're tasked with hunting for ingredients of any kind, you needed to be dressed appropriately. This allowed for ease of movement through the swamps, following a very determined pig who was moving at a clip.

Music soothed the savage beast, it seemed. What better tune than something she recalled hearing during one Hatchingtide? Mind the infectious earworm that played in the vicinity of the two as they paused to get digging and add more lovely fungus into an overlarge backpack... one that had her wobbling on her feet more and more the fuller it became, threatening to fall over by hour three.

She forgets she's rather small sometimes.

[II. Testing the Waters]

After hunting mushrooms, feeding baby dragons and whalloping monsters a girl wanted a break. So it was with a sigh that she slid her feet into the water with nothing but those patches of black scales she was born in. Perhaps someone might mistake her for one of the natives.

But the beauty of dreamotion, while she poured herself another warmed wake, allowed her to coax a few tendrils of steam in covering particular sections of her form. But dreamotion sometimes required focus, and alcohol could work its own anti-magic on a woman's focus.

As she swirled the contents of her fresh cup, she heard footsteps. Huh. This wasn't a private one, huh? That's fine. She could work with that.

"You have impeccable timing, new drinking buddy."

[III. The Hottest of Pots]

She certainly wasn't going to hunt for ingredients and not eventually get to TASTE the product of her hard work! The xaela didn't quite care where there was an empty seat, so she was either choosing to sit next to a friend or an absolute stranger.

Dealer's choice.

"Oh, I haven't had anything like this in years! Get it extra hot and let's get started! ...Have you done this before?"

🥀 𝐻𝑜𝓉𝓅𝑜𝓉 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓁𝑒

[She has admitted this to more than one person, but Beatrix has absolutely no idea how to cook much of anything. As such, having the opportunity to simply throw things together and see what comes out doesn't seem like the most horrible way to spend her time. On the contrary, it's a learning experience that she doesn't outright dislike. At least not yet.

There are plenty of different things to choose from and she's taken some very meagre portions, mostly because she isn't really interested in impacting anyone around her too deeply. She may be doing this in public, but she isn't interested in so outwardly advertising her lack of cooking expertise. As she's setting down a long strip of meat on one of the grills, there's the sound of approaching footsteps. Perhaps the shuffling before deciding to sit down.]

Seat is taken.

[It's not, obviously, but that doesn't stop Beatrix from saying as much. It's colder than she means for it to come out, however, and as it is so many other times by her disposition, that somewhat icy veneer prevents her grill from getting any heat.

She scowls as she checks to see if it's even on.]

Ridiculous. How does this work, anyway.

🥀 𝒟𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈

[It has never sat quite well with Beatrix, what happened with the dragons. Not so much the forming diplomatic relations with them, but when she starts considering the dragon she fought and killed alongside Trahearne, the one she and Zelda had to otherwise trick, the one she and Ira lost their battle against (through no fault of the latter), and the one Dante stopped her from having a Trahearne repeat with, none of it really rests easy with her.

Some of the orphans in the nursery were probably caused by those who, like her, hadn't realised there were greater things at work. When she's watching them from afar, listening to the explanation given over the ones still awaiting adoption, she considers that surely, part of this is a consequence of actions she'd taken. Or actions she'd failed to take at the time. She's never thought that guilt would be such a powerful thing, really. How little she knows about herself, it seems.

And that's precisely how she winds up one body of several occupying a toddler dragon and buying it time before it should go to its hopefully forever home. She manages to keep it from running around over much, though can't seem to keep it from testing out its wings excitedly. It does eventually plot itself into Beatrix's lap, very content to be tangling talons in the curls of her hair that she's currently trying to carefully wriggle free with a tilt of her head.]

You are just a handful, aren't you.

[She wants to sound annoyed, but maybe it's because it's a dragon and not a person, but Beatrix looks like she's actually enjoying herself.]

I will have you know that I can be just as much of one.

🥀 𝐻𝑜𝓉 𝒮𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈, 𝐻𝑜𝓉 𝒮𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈

[Lifting her arms above her head, Beatrix looses a sigh before she sinks down into water that for some, may be too warm and unwelcoming. For her, it's freedom from monotony and other things that she otherwise would be keen to bury herself in. Patrols and work. Books and obligation.]

Could have used this so much sooner.

[She mutters as she sinks down a touch more. She may not have her eyepatch for this particular excursion, but with the way a curl of brown hair frames her face, she doesn't find that she particularly needs it. The public concept of things isn't really her greatest interest. It'd be nicer if she could have a chamber all to herself and make, no mistake, she'll get one later once she's earned it, but for now, she tries to pick a quiet little area where she's less likely to be disturbed.

So don't mind her if it looks like she's going to take a little nap. Or maybe do. That's probably not the wisest course of action on her part.]

🥀 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒹

[As it states on the tin. Mix prompts, use something new. If you want to make additional plans, feel free to DM me, catch me on Discord, or ofthesky.]

Edited 2022-11-06 02:57 (UTC)

[Legendary Ingredient Gathering: Golden Truffles]

Pigs truly were versatile creatures when it came to food: able to hunt for truffles and then be roasted alongside the very same truffles they helped find.

The circle of life truly was cruel.

However, Alastor was starting to debate roasting his. Keeping it on task when all it wanted to do was eat every other edible plant in the vacinity was wearing his patience thin.

"You'd make a lovely batch of Andouille sausages," Alastor sneered at the animal as he forced its head away from a patch of cattails.

[Food Thieves]

For the most part, the little creatures had decided to leave Alastor alone. They typically chose to abandon whatever area he'd wandered into, trying to snag food from anywhere he'd left.

Anyone else would find out why when a bold bird swooped towards them...only to end up literally snapped up in Alastor's jaws.

[Communal Pot Surprise]

Alastor hummed as he tossed in a few of the golden truffles he'd collected from the bayou. (The rest he was going to take home to experiment with!) He tilted his head curiously as the stew turned to a liquid gold color.

"Curiouser and curiouser..."

He took a bowl and took a few bites. Not bad all things considered...though who tossed in the candied lemons? That person belonged in a gulag.

A sparkle out of the corner of his eye made him start to study himself, several golden sparkles drifting in and out of view.

[Dragon Nursery]

If anyone asked, he was blaming taking care of the winged kirin twins.

Alastor leaped over a group of the little dragon toddlers. He paused to let them catch up before breaking into a jog for them to pursue. A sort of reverse tag with multiple people trying to tag one person instead of the other way around.

[Hot Springs: Testing the Waters]

It'd taken several rounds of "tag" to wear out the little ones. Of course, once that was done, Alastor was a bit sweaty. He could use a bath.

This was not what he had in mind.

He clutched at the robe he'd been given, smile wide and toothy, ears flattened against his skull, and eyes turned to radio dials. "Absolutely not."

[Wildcard]
Got an idea? Throw it Alastor's way!

Did someone say hot springs? Oh hell yeah, Angel was so in. After the shitty past month he's had he needed a little R&R. Not to mention a little naked hot eye candy couldn't hurt either. Zero shame when it came to being o-natural around others, Angel had no issues with leaving his clothes in the changing room to dawn the cozy robe they offered him.

But oh? What's this? As he was about to leave the dressing room he spotted a familiar head of hair. Alastor~ And he was in a robe as well. Angel's face twisted with a delightfully wicked grin. How could he pass up the opportunity to see the Radio Demon in his natural state?

Strolling up, Angel leans on the deer's shoulder to whisper in his ear from behind. "Hiya Al~"

Edited 2022-11-06 03:55 (UTC)

Alastor's grin sharpened as the fur of his ears fluffed up at the whisper directly into the sensitive appendages.

"Angel! How could I have not anticipated this sort of thing would be right up your alley?!"

Every instinct was screaming "bail bail bail!" Unfortunately, he wasn't sure what would happen here if he teleported while Angel was hanging on to him. Reverein had hamstrung many of his powers, one of which was being able to carry along a "passenger" if he so chose. He could carry objects with him just fine, but he'd never allowed anyone to get close enough to attempt teleporting them while they clung to him.

Edited 2022-11-06 04:08 (UTC)

Oh how foolish the deer was as Angel cackled. Of course this was totally his jam. Wet hot naked bodies? Come on Al. Moth to the flame. All praise be to Lucifer for granting him his height as he tried to sneak a peek under Al's robes. But unfortunately, the other demon had a death grip on the hem.

"Really, Al? You're shocked by this? Here I thought you knew me so well." Angel snaked around to Alastor's front, still grinning like a bastard. "I am surprised to see you here though. Wouldn't imagine you to be the naked around stranger type."

Alastor did this to himself. Slaughtering his fellow monsters and eating them to dispose of the bodies led to this.

"And you'd be correct, but I didn't realize how 'public' the baths truly were."

He held onto that robe hem as if his life depended on it. He didn't think Angel would actually do anything, but...well...he wasn't comfortable being seen naked by anyone.

"Oh come on, Al~" Angel cooed softly as his hands gently took hold of the deer's elbows, suggestively tugging him towards the baths. "It's still early. No ones here but you and me. What's a little dip gonna hurt?"

Naked deer. Naked deer. Naked deer!

Alastor dug in his heels, refusing to go any closer. His grin grew a bit sharper.

"I prefer to bathe alone, my dear."

The spider was not going to take no for an answer. He was like a dog with a bone, he could taste it.

"That's not how it works. Hot springs are a social event... Don't cha want us to be closer pals?" He raised his secondary hands, wiggling his fingers. "I can scrub your back~"

Alastor's ears flattened as his ambient static gave a small whine.

"Bathing is not a social activity."

At least not where he was from. Apparently, these people were different.

"Besides, it isn't as if it'd be that difficult for me to reach behind myself, now is it?"

He gave an awkward chuckle.

"Clearly ya never visited a bathhouse before." Angel replied flatly.

With a brief roll of the eyes, the spider gave Alastor puppy dog eyes.

"Come on Al... I thought we were gettin' to a good place. Was I wrong to we were becomin' friends?"

"You weren't wrong." And, wow, that felt weird to say. Admitting he had real connections to people was hard. "I just..."

He paused, struggling with the words as he clutched at his robe. How to explain it?

"You don't like your feet, correct?"

That question caught Angel off guard, his eyes fluttered. How did he..? Was it that obvious how he took great care to cover them? Like even now he wore stockings to cover them up.

"... No, I don't. Why you askin'?"

Hot Pot! Lets get cooking - OTA

[Lady wasn't the most social of people, but she figured that she might as well enjoy some new food and enjoy the place she had woken up in. She might not be the most social of people, but she wasn't being outwardly prickly. She had grabbed some meat and a few other things and found a nice place to sit and start cooking.

This was a lot better than the junk that she usually ate when she went on a job. Then again, she was treating this as a bit of a vacation for now. And it was a lot better than the pizzas that Dante constantly got back home. Hearing a voice, she looked up.]

Sure. I don't mind if you join me.

Hot Springs Episode

Rec Room - Closed to Dante

[Lady was a real pool shark. Dante never had been able to beat her. She held a cue in her hand as she looked over at him.]

Are you sure that you want to do this?

[She was giving him a chance to back out, even though she knew that he wasn't going to do it. He never did back down when they challenged each other to some sort of game.]

Testing the Waters - OTA

[Lady had never been to a hot springs before, so she really had no clue what to expect. Still, the water felt amazing. She cloed her dual-colored eyes and began to relax. Hearing footsteps, her eyes snapped open and she tensed, reaching for a weapon that she didn't have. She forced herself to relax as she glanced up at whoever was joining her.]

Hi.

[She slowly began to relax again. This place wasn't like back home. She could actually relax and not worry about demons trying to kill her. She was a well known demon hunter after all.]

Edited 2022-11-06 07:03 (UTC)

1. Hotpot Social~

1-A ★ Sing Me a Song
Now the Goetic Prince isn't what you would consider as the 'outdoorsy' type. One might place him squarely under the pampered princess category. However, what was this about singing songs to hogs to hunt down legendary ingredients? He must admit he was curious. Taste aside, was there the possibility these rare pralines also possessed magical properties? There was only one way to find out.

And besides, the past few months he was tired of singing the same old somber tunes. There was new light in his life with the arrival of his precious little owlette and his heart was full to bursting with joy. ~~The jury was still out about the dumpster fire of love life he had.~~ Regardless, he needed an outlet for this abundance of happiness.

But, now, there he was, with two large white boars snorting up at him as he just stood there awkwardly. Well... this sounded like a good idea at the start. He looked... rather out of place.

"... What shall I sing for you? I-I take requests."

1-B ★ S.U.G.A.R.
After his little hunt in the swamplands, the owl was feeling a bit peckish. Strolling down the river bank, there was a cornucopia of different small boiling pots and crackling grills. However, it felt more like a private affair that he did not want to intrude upon. Further down the way towards the center of the potluck was a rather large crock. Its sweet smell lured the over grown owl closer to inspect its contents. It's mystery ingredients bubbled in an ambiguous hodgepodge. Though it didn't seem poisonous. Others were partaking in it so it appeared to be safe to eat. What's the worse that could happen?

Getting himself a bowl of the questionable stew, Stolas wandered off to find a nice place to sit by the bank. It smelt sweet, a little too sweet, but he still took a bite. Oh Merciless Dark One, the owl's eyes shot open wide as he could feel his heart beat quicken. The poor fool who bumped into the Goetia next was about to get their ear chatted off as sugar flooded his system.

2. Dragon Island~

2-A ★ Baby Sitting
When he caught word that the dragons were allowing visitors to their floating oasis, Stolas hopped in the first hot air balloon skyward. He had many questions, though doubtful any could, or would, answer. Bringing along his satchel with his research notes, as well as light reading material for later, the Goetic Prince marched for the dragon villages. But first, he had to make a quick stop along the way. The dragon nursery.

How could he forget his very eventful first month here? And he had to see if the little wyrmling he had cared for was amongst the orphans. Poking a head inside, the nursey was all abuzz with busy caretakers, chasing over the little ones. Stepping further into the threshold there came an excited trill from his left. Turning his head just in time, Stolas saw a small slate gray hatchling come trundling up to him.

"My little Starfire~" Stolas knelt down to allow the wyrmling to crawl into his lap. Lovingly he stroked at the dragon's dark scales. They had reminded him of his daughter, hence the name sake. "My, you have grown since the last time I saw you."

2-B ★ Spa day~
With his business finish, it was time to have a little relaxation! While he was visiting the dragons, why not partake in what other splendors this island had? A nice spa day at the hot springs sounded exactly what the prince needed. Stolas was completely in love with the clever design of the resort, utilizing its natural resources to create a unique atmosphere. The breathtaking views from outside was down right romantic. It was a perfect spot for a date he thought and the owl found himself secretly yearning to share the sights with a certain hot blooded imp. But he wasn't here nor would he even agree to join him if invited anyways and Stolas was here to enjoy himself.

Chasing off that thought, he hurried off to change into the robe given to him, which was a tad too short for the leggy demon. Standing in the common area, he debated with himself an what to do first. Should he start off with a nice massage and then get a facial? Or have some of the interesting snacks before heading for one of the open air baths? He had plenty of shiny bits and bobs after his encounter with the ravens to pay for any sort of extravagant extras he might want to engage in. It was just the matter of what....

2-C ★ Spa Day Part 2: The thief
After a bit of exploring, the owl eventually found himself in one of the outdoor springs that was designated for the male clientele only. Despite the chill in the air, the Goetia left is robe in the changing room, walking out in a meager towel that was only large enough to conceal his thin waist. Not that nudity was an issue seeing how he had feathers and his other features were also... owl like. Still, he wasted no time to get into the soothing warmth of the water, removing the towel before he fully submerged himself. Folding it neatly into a rectangle, he placed it safely on his head to keep it dry as he sunk deeper into the spring. Now this hits the fucking spot. For a moment he lays back along the rim to soak in the water's warmth as he watched steam lazily dance across its glassy surface. It was so calm...

Sitting back up he wades out into the spring further to reach the far end to admire the absolutely stunning view of the world below. Looking down at the glittering lights of the villages, it really made him feel small. And a bit lonely. Stolas lets out a deep sigh, wishing Blitzø was there with him. N-not the whole naked thing, which was a nice bonus but just the two of them, sitting silently together as they enjoyed the sights of the setting sun over the still eve. The demon groaned miserably as he gently banged his forehead against the stone ledge to dislodge the fantasy. Stop. Thinking. About. Him. You. Foolish. Birdbrain.

Ekekekeke.

The sudden sound caused the Goetia to sit up, turning his head inhumanly around to see what had made it. Back where Stolas had originally slipped into the spring sat a monkey. It resembled a earthly macaque with its short blonde fur and red face. Must have snuck in while Stolas was spacing out... At first its appearance didn't bother the owl. That was until he saw what it clutched in its hands. His satchel. The scent of the snacks he had sorted within it was the probable cause for the primate's interest in it, but it had all of the owl's important belongings. His notes, his money, his new grimoire. If the blasted creature ran off with it...

Raising his hands, Stolas slowly inched his way back over. "Nice monkey. Please unhand my-"

The moment the owl's talons started to glow blue with magic as he attempted to create a portal, the clever monkey took off, bag in hand. All subtlety was off and Stolas bolted straight up out of the water.

"No! Wait! That's mine you filthy-AaaAH!" Slipping on the bottom of the spring as he desperately tried to make chase, the owl splashed face first into the water. So much for trying to keep his towel dry.

3. Wild Card

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Golden Truffles

[ Huh, normally for song prompts Della's Lullaby is a sure thing... but the story around it is rather depressing, so she's not entirely sure that will count for a Happy Song. So she decides to switch gears and sing a classic from her childhood. It sure always makes her happy! ]

Got myself a notion,
And one I know that you'll understand,
To set the world in motion by reaching out for each other's hand!
Maybe we'll discover,
What we shoulda known all along,
One way or another, together's where we both belong!

[ But Della's probably getting a little too into it, as she also begins dancing the 90's craze all by herself. At least the pigs look happy? ]

Dragon Riders

Yee-haw!

[ Della is having the time of her life riding a dragon! She knows this is supposed to be a little serious, herding the animals back where they belong and booting out the ones that don't, but c'mon! She laughs merrily, steering her companion toward a particularly rough looking nasty looking bear-a-dillo, rather eager to do some combat. ]

I'm comin' for you, Smokey! Only you can prevent your butt getting kicked!

[ Remind her that they need to focus, or join in on some good old fashioned violence? ]

Dragon Nursery

[ As a mom, how could Della possibly resist this opportunity? Sure, they're not ducklings, but as far as she's concerned, kids are kids! She lets them crawl and climb over her, telling them stories of her adventures, and occasionally singing some of them to sleep.

Is this an excuse for another singing prompt? You bet. ]

Look to the stars my darling baby boys,
Life is strange and vast,
Filled with wonders and joys,
Face each new sun with eyes clear and true,
Unafraid of the unknown,
Because I'll face it all with you.

Testing The Springs

[ Yes, even hyperactive Della knows how to relax, amazingly enough. She's neck-deep in water, sighing happily as she lets out all her tension while not caring if she has company or not.

But she has taken off her metal prosthetic leg and left it out in the open, so you mind wind up tripping over it. Sorry.

For those who take a curious look closer, they'll find out it's made out of rocket-ship parts and chewed up black-licorice, along with odd other bits. It's very well-made, just also very strange. ]

Recreation Room

[ All right, that's enough relaxation for one day! TIME FOR COMPETITION! Della's at the ping-pong table, eager to play and more eager to win. If you look at her, even just an accidental glance, it's too late. ]

You! Me! Game, now! Loser has to peel ten of those durian-looking things!

Wildcard
[ Make your own prompt! Feel free to plot with me at plurk (melcat33) or discord (melcat33#1997) ]

"Because I keep myself covered for more than to avoid unwanted physical contact," Alastor stated, ears flicking uncomfortably as his static quieted. "Honestly, I prefer my deer parts to my human ones."

"It depends upon the pig's taste, I found. Fortunately for this one I figured that out before I decided to see how it tasted," a familiar voice that sounded like it was coming from an old timey speaker said dryly.

Alastor walked out from behind a set of trees, sliding a few more normal truffles into a rather large basket on his arm. His porcine companion grunted as the fat creature shoved its nose into the closest patch of clover. He glanced down in bemusement at it.

"We had to come to a compromise over its awful taste in music: Billy Joel."

The pig flicked its tail, almost like it was giving Alastor the middle finger.

Edited 2022-11-06 13:04 (UTC)

The spider's face scrunched up as he thought. Yeah... he gets of. Hating parts of yourself. Preaching to the choir over here. Standing up Angel huffed a sigh, running a hand through his hair.

"Naw, I get you... Ya know... There are private baths you can go away from people. But that ain't free." He lifts his eyes up a bit. "You wanna try one of them out? I promise ya I won't try to pull anything."

You know, besides getting an eyeful that is.

Alastor tilted his head curiously to one side. "You're suggesting we pool our money for one to share?"

It wasn't ideal, but...at least he wouldn't be out exposing himself to the general populace. He'd prefer to be alone for a bath, but Angel was trying to help.

It was difficult, but he could meet the spider halfway.

"If you are, that'd be acceptable."

Fortunately for the very smol, there is also the very tall.

"Careful, my dear." Alastor reached out to steady her as he approached from behind, his own pig having decided to start munching on random foliage close by. On his arm was a rather large basket. "At this rate, you'll crush everything you've worked so hard to collect."

[Good old fashioned violence is right up Alastor's alley.]

[Flying? Flying most certainly isn't.]

[He's clinging tightly to Della from behind, regretting every single one of his life choices over the past one hundred and twenty-ish years which led to this moment.]

Please tell me we'll be landing soon, Miss Della! I'm much more effective on the ground!

Oh baby, he was in. Okay, don't look too excited or it will blow the entire operation. It wasn't going to be cheap but who could say that they saw the Radio Demon nude and lived to tell the tale? He was going to be a legend.

Angel offered Alastor a snarky grin as he waved his hand like it was no big deal.

"Its not just for you, Al. I gotta protect the good, ya know? No one has seen these babies, even when they shoot my vids." The spider stuck out a leggie for emphasis. "Hell Mamms hasn't even seen 'em."

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Legendary Gleaner!

Dragon Riders. Enjoy Alastor's suffering, Della.

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