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Post by Vitsheep on May 27, 2017 0:44:25 GMT -5
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The fairy's eyes widen and she indecisively darts back and forth between the two items, legitimate wonder in her voice. "This is... but this... this is... it's so... wow! It's so shiny! And so big! Is this... really for me!?"
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May 27, 2017 10:17:06 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on May 27, 2017 10:17:06 GMT -5
"Well, yeah. These are what you asked for, so that's what I brought you."
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Post by Vitsheep on May 28, 2017 15:27:01 GMT -5
Ignatius
The pixie grabs the screw and stuffs it between her legs, then grabs the chestnut and hugs it to her chest, struggling to grip it. It's bigger than her head. By a lot. She flies up and gives you a peck on the cheek and starts to fly off, then turns back. "I'll tell all the fairies that you're a friend and that they shouldn't play pranks on you! So you'll be welcome here."
Ignatius' Fate with The Fairies has reached Stage 1. Their stories are beginning to intertwine...
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May 28, 2017 16:14:00 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on May 28, 2017 16:14:00 GMT -5
"Sure."
Head back home.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 28, 2017 21:23:35 GMT -5
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"Byyyyyye!" the pixie calls after you as you leave. You start heading back to your tent when suddenly she darts in front of your face, still carrying her new spoils. "Oh, wait. Are you going back through the woods now? Aren't you scared of the big-scary monster in the woods? And I mean real big-scary, not fake big-scary like when I was pretending to be scared of that tiny-tiny spider earlier."
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May 28, 2017 23:33:28 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on May 28, 2017 23:33:28 GMT -5
"Well I wasn't too keen on staying here in the woods with it overnight. Still, I guess you've got a point. I'm probably less likely to run into it if I stay in one place, and this glade is open enough that I should be able to see it coming here."
Ignatius looks over his shoulder at the bag on his back.
"That knife in there probably won't do me a whole lot of good, whatever his thing is doesn't sound like something I should get too close to."
Ignatius looks around for a decently large tree branch he could use as an impromptu weapon just in case.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 30, 2017 3:18:12 GMT -5
Ignatius
After a bit of searching, you find a reasonably large beat-stick.
Obtained Beat-stick
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Post by Vitsheep on May 31, 2017 7:46:53 GMT -5
Ignatius
Stats for your beatstick: No hit bonus, 1d8+db damage, malfunction 85+ (breaks)
Are you... sleeping in the glade overnight?
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May 31, 2017 12:06:47 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on May 31, 2017 12:06:47 GMT -5
I wouldn't say sleeping per se, but he'll certainly be staying here while keeping an eye out until dawn. Sleeping is just asking to be eaten overnight.
Honestly, this is why I didn't want to come out at night in the first place, but since my plan of going home after getting the requested items and going back to the glade in the morning was misinterpreted as just going to the glade in the evening it's a bit too late for that.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 31, 2017 17:10:12 GMT -5
Oh... I assumed you weren't going to just not use half your day. You can correct me if I do something like that again in the future.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 31, 2017 17:42:44 GMT -5
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"Huh? Does that mean you're staying here tonight?" the pixie asks. She looks thoughtful for a second, tilting her head back and forth. "Hmmmmmm... Well, OK!" She flies over and lands on your shoulder, still clinging to her new treasures. "It can be like a sleepover!"
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May 31, 2017 23:24:51 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on May 31, 2017 23:24:51 GMT -5
"If you'd like to think of it that way then sure, go ahead."
Ignatius will keep his voice down, trying not to draw unwanted attention to the two of them.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 31, 2017 23:43:59 GMT -5
Ignatius
"OK!" she announces loudly. As she sits on your shoulder, she admires the shininess of the screw and swings her feet, occasionally kicking you in the chest. With a surprising amount of force - not enough to hurt, but more than you'd expect from someone who weighs... she can't even be a whole pound. "Bu-u-u-u-ut, y'know, you don't really need to worry. You're pre-e-e-e-etty super-safe here in the glade. 'specially since you've got me! Heehee." She pokes the tip of the screw with her hand, then quickly jerks it back. "Ow!"
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Post by Vitsheep on Jun 1, 2017 15:39:10 GMT -5
(Anything else from Iggy, or move on to the night phase?)
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Jun 1, 2017 15:41:36 GMT -5
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Jun 1, 2017 15:41:36 GMT -5
(On to the night phase.)
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