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New Life for the Year - ota
🧙 WHO: Belgium and YOU
⚔️️ WHAT: Quests, Knight Quest, Dragon Birthing, Drinking Guinea Pigs
đź•’ WHEN: Through the month
🗺️ WHERE: Everywhere
⚠️ WARNINGS: alcohol, tobacco, and a dragon breaking out of its egg?
I – Knight Quest
[A discrete spy mission it is then! This would have been more of Mr. England’s cup of tea. But she herself can make do! It was actually sort of exciting to be doing something like this.]
Are you all set and ready?
[They would probably need to run over the plan first before they actually went into the thick of it. There was no telling if it would work or not, but it was worth a shot. And if it didn’t, there was always the several dozen escape plans they had in mind.]
[ooc: The “plan” can be anything, really! I’m leaving it open to differ from person to person, so feel free to either shot me a pm or we can wing it!]
II – TikTok Challenge
[Okay, this is both silly and a bit of a blast from back home. At least they weren’t having people do anything too extreme or stupid. That said… they were starting to run out of time! They’d already found the holy grail replica and the oregano-basil spice mix (she’ll have to try using it later). All that was left were the cat ears headband and the bunny earings.]
They’re here, they gotta be around her somewhere!
[Quickly! She can practically hear the minutes hand ticking away!]
III – Parting is Sorrowful
[He was gone, Belgium sat outside of her flat, fingering an ornate-looking kiseru. A small frown on her lips. There was a case of fresh tobacco next to her as she eyed the pipe in thought. The world around her may as well not exist. Her brother had left, the one person that had connected her to home, her dear brother, was gone.]
Typical big broer… always aloof.
[She gave a sigh, a mixture of emotions swirling around inside of her. From regret, to sadness, to even a certain amount of happiness and newfound purpose. All of which consumed her thoughts and attention. Melting all else away for a brief moment.]
IV – Fur-Café! (Forwarded to the 16th)
[Chriping and squeaking can be heard outside of the Trappist café as a group of guinea pigs in various forms of dress sat at their tiny tables, drinking and chatting away. One guinea even almost runs into you by mistake, wearing a little pied coat and flat cap. Looking much like a stereotypical old man, clearly having a bit too much to drink himself! Nonetheless, in true, gentlemanly fashion he tips his hat at you.]
Mah apowogies! Mah apowogies! Goodness dat is embawassing, I do hope ah hadn’t stawtwled you too much!
[Another bout of hat tilting and apologies followed before he scurried off. As for Belgium herself? The owner of this fine establishment that has made many friends in the world of the Guinea Pigs? She was currently busily serving another round of guinea pig sized steins. Actively smiling brightly, wolf ears twitching excitedly, and tail swishing this way and that from beneath her skirts. Normally her curse didn’t quite manifest in this manner, but perhaps her having become semi-used to the whole werewolf thing had led to it.
In any case, she looked like she was having a blast!]
V – Baby Dragon (Second week of May)
[A]
[She hadn’t expected it to be this soon! The baby had been getting more and more active lately, but…! Oh gosh, oh gosh, was she actually ready for this!? Fluids began to burst out as a snout poked through. Push! Push!]
Ah-! It’s coming…! Push little one.
[The egg cracks open further until a small, purple baby dragon finally tumbles out! And thus, a new purple dragon was born!]
[B]
[The small creature toddled around behind her as she and her lion familiar went out shopping. Try as she might, the small dragon wouldn’t leave her alone; so much for keeping this on the downlow. Belgium wondered for a moment if she might be able to leverage some additional help in keeping the little one safe from the other knights, or maybe Arthur and Merlin themselves.
Sure, people here seem to have a cultish following around dragons, but… well it was best not to take any chances. For now, the purple dragon busily attempted to get her lion to play with it. Much to her amusement, and her familiar’s ire.]
⚔️️ WHAT: Quests, Knight Quest, Dragon Birthing, Drinking Guinea Pigs
đź•’ WHEN: Through the month
🗺️ WHERE: Everywhere
⚠️ WARNINGS: alcohol, tobacco, and a dragon breaking out of its egg?
I – Knight Quest
[A discrete spy mission it is then! This would have been more of Mr. England’s cup of tea. But she herself can make do! It was actually sort of exciting to be doing something like this.]
Are you all set and ready?
[They would probably need to run over the plan first before they actually went into the thick of it. There was no telling if it would work or not, but it was worth a shot. And if it didn’t, there was always the several dozen escape plans they had in mind.]
[ooc: The “plan” can be anything, really! I’m leaving it open to differ from person to person, so feel free to either shot me a pm or we can wing it!]
II – TikTok Challenge
[Okay, this is both silly and a bit of a blast from back home. At least they weren’t having people do anything too extreme or stupid. That said… they were starting to run out of time! They’d already found the holy grail replica and the oregano-basil spice mix (she’ll have to try using it later). All that was left were the cat ears headband and the bunny earings.]
They’re here, they gotta be around her somewhere!
[Quickly! She can practically hear the minutes hand ticking away!]
III – Parting is Sorrowful
[He was gone, Belgium sat outside of her flat, fingering an ornate-looking kiseru. A small frown on her lips. There was a case of fresh tobacco next to her as she eyed the pipe in thought. The world around her may as well not exist. Her brother had left, the one person that had connected her to home, her dear brother, was gone.]
Typical big broer… always aloof.
[She gave a sigh, a mixture of emotions swirling around inside of her. From regret, to sadness, to even a certain amount of happiness and newfound purpose. All of which consumed her thoughts and attention. Melting all else away for a brief moment.]
IV – Fur-Café! (Forwarded to the 16th)
[Chriping and squeaking can be heard outside of the Trappist café as a group of guinea pigs in various forms of dress sat at their tiny tables, drinking and chatting away. One guinea even almost runs into you by mistake, wearing a little pied coat and flat cap. Looking much like a stereotypical old man, clearly having a bit too much to drink himself! Nonetheless, in true, gentlemanly fashion he tips his hat at you.]
Mah apowogies! Mah apowogies! Goodness dat is embawassing, I do hope ah hadn’t stawtwled you too much!
[Another bout of hat tilting and apologies followed before he scurried off. As for Belgium herself? The owner of this fine establishment that has made many friends in the world of the Guinea Pigs? She was currently busily serving another round of guinea pig sized steins. Actively smiling brightly, wolf ears twitching excitedly, and tail swishing this way and that from beneath her skirts. Normally her curse didn’t quite manifest in this manner, but perhaps her having become semi-used to the whole werewolf thing had led to it.
In any case, she looked like she was having a blast!]
V – Baby Dragon (Second week of May)
[A]
[She hadn’t expected it to be this soon! The baby had been getting more and more active lately, but…! Oh gosh, oh gosh, was she actually ready for this!? Fluids began to burst out as a snout poked through. Push! Push!]
Ah-! It’s coming…! Push little one.
[The egg cracks open further until a small, purple baby dragon finally tumbles out! And thus, a new purple dragon was born!]
[B]
[The small creature toddled around behind her as she and her lion familiar went out shopping. Try as she might, the small dragon wouldn’t leave her alone; so much for keeping this on the downlow. Belgium wondered for a moment if she might be able to leverage some additional help in keeping the little one safe from the other knights, or maybe Arthur and Merlin themselves.
Sure, people here seem to have a cultish following around dragons, but… well it was best not to take any chances. For now, the purple dragon busily attempted to get her lion to play with it. Much to her amusement, and her familiar’s ire.]