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Just making it official.
I’m pretty sure I’ll stop RPing for a good, good while still unless it’s on the DMs. I just have absolutely no muse to plot unless it’s with very specific people, even though I find it very entretaining to write fics and other such things. Dunno why, but it is what it is, and I just want to put a dot to whoever still cares about this blog. If y’all want to find me, my discord is Keeper, not Hero.#5894 and my personal tumblr is now keeper-not-hero (got my original URL back somehow, hooray!)
And to all o’ y’all still role playing, have a good day. :>
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“Oh, just, you know.” Poppy waved her arms, not knowing how to put into words the same thing she always does. “Walking.” That’d work. “Looking.”
“It’s... just boring Keeper stuff. Don’t worry about it. But, uh, yeah! That’s good news!” Her excitement went from an awkward smile to nearly throwing herself at Teemo to hug him, taking another bite of her bread to cool down and think of a good answer. “That’s... that’s great!” She spoke with a mouthful, the prospect just too good for her own ears!
“Ah, you wouldn’t believe, that’s the best news I’ve had in months. Demacia.. heh... eh. I-It’s complicated. Ok I haven’t been doing a lot of looking, I guess, more, uhm, thinking. But that’s boring! We have bread and we have friends. Friend, I guess. Singular. Still! We should commemorate. Though I guess we actually, are doing that already... hrm.”
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(OH SHIT YOU’RE BACK) Poppy nods with a smile as she gets the loaf, before tearing it in two and handing him half of it back. “C’mon, let’s share. Better that way.”
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“I still like plain old bread. Man, bread is good.” She muttered the last bit under her breath, nodding as she stared at the sky. “Bread’s just... good. Kinda like you. Hey, uh, talking about you, it’s been a while, hasn’t it? I swear it has. Feels like it, at least. That or I’m finally losing my grip on time...”
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(OH SHIT YOU’RE BACK) Poppy nods with a smile as she gets the loaf, before tearing it in two and handing him half of it back. “C’mon, let’s share. Better that way.”
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Ask my Muse ANYTHING! They can’t refuse an answer, must be 100% honesty!
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(OH SHIT YOU’RE BACK) Poppy nods with a smile as she gets the loaf, before tearing it in two and handing him half of it back. “C’mon, let’s share. Better that way.”
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Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey.
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“Yeeeah, I did...? Wh- don’t I call you cute every time you swing by? And, occasionally, when I come by. Yeah, Lulu, you’re adorable! And big.”
Lulu hugs
Is hugged by Lulu! Is kinda confused but also welcoming of it. “Long time no see! You big ol’ cutie, you.”
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“Well, I was, y’know, not, about your height, just uh, big, as in a ‘big cutie’ not a big person who is... also a cutie. I. Sorry for the confusion. You are tall, though. Wait did you ever tell me why you were tall?”
Lulu hugs
Is hugged by Lulu! Is kinda confused but also welcoming of it. “Long time no see! You big ol’ cutie, you.”
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Shara holds out some Shuriman cheese bread to Poppy. "Hey, hows my scarf buddy?"
Poppy grabs it like a rat getting handed food. “Well! Hungry. Tired. Slightly lost. Uh, and you?”
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Lulu hugs
Is hugged by Lulu! Is kinda confused but also welcoming of it. “Long time no see! You big ol’ cutie, you.”
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The little boy cuddle up against the yordle as he smiled softly.
Poppy almost jumped of surprise until she remembered who was sitting near her. She had been so tired the last few days and Zaun’s smog wasn’t helping her already foggy head, but at least she had a friend with her. “How’ve you been, you adorable little goober, you?”
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>Poppy calls a child "little one" >Poppy's only like a foot taller than that child.
She got it from hanging out around humans. Sometimes the kid is taller than her and she defaults to “little one” ‘cuz that’s what she’s used to..
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🍞 child will throw bread. She made it herself so it may not taste very good but she’s proud of it, please love her.
“Wait no do-” Poppy barely manages to catch the bread, but after a few bites, she’s purring with delight. “Mmph. This stuff is great! Thank you so much, little one!” Was it really that great? Probably not, but bread is bread.
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Lulu aims 🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞🍞
There are now a lot of broken, crumbled pieces of bread, Poppy’s hair is looking somehow even more blonde than before with all the yellow, white and black hues painting it, and she finally lets out a sigh. “Uh... maybe bread barrage was a bad idea...”
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Poppy is now buried under a pile of baguettes. She’s content enough.
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Poppy grabs the banana bread with her mouth, mid-air. She grabs both ends like a dog gnawing a bone and digs right in, trying to give Shyv a thumbs up despite her hand being busy cramming the bread in her mouth.
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Send ‘🍞’ to throw a loaf of bread at my muse.
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