scaled-sheriff

[scaled-sheriff]

[ The sheriff would mind! Very much so! Sure he's pretty friendly, but he can get pretty territorial. He's sure got his grumpy moments, thats for sure. ]

" Aw'right! Settled then! "

[ Hands on his hips, chuckling as Black regained his balance. ]

" Lemme show ya 'round! Since we're close, we can start wit' m'ranch. As ya already know, m' name's Tunner. Not only am I th'sheriff, but I'm a rancher 'round here s'well. Folk come by t'trade 'n help out in exchange fer goods. If ya need anythin', feel free t'stop by! "

[ As Tunner does whatever it is he is doing, there is the soft sound of footsteps behind him. They're slow and methodical but they're with purpose. Almost like someone striding up. They pause for a moment, take a deep breath and walk forward until they're directly behind Tunner. Upon inspection its a black sprunki, relatively tall wearing a black suit with a long, unbuttoned, black trenchcoat. He wears a black tophat with a white band along with a white tie. The only thing that stands out on his face is the white of his eyes. To most he'd seem intimidating, however he simply clears his throat and holds a hand out. ]

" Good morning. An acquaintance of mine has informed me that I need to "socialize more" so greetings. Im Black. You must be Tunner, the town sheriff, yes? "

(@not-a-bad-omen)

[ The sheriff had been patrolling the town, as he did every so often. He waved to a few Sprunkis that spotted and greeted him here and there, greeting them back with a friendly fanged smile. After everything was checked on, it was time to head back home. There was plenty of work to get done back at the ranch as well, after all. On his way back however, his sensitive ears twitched as he caught on to the sound of footsteps. He turned to the source, feeling a strange sense of dread for a moment after seeing them. He can’t put his finger on why- but he wasn’t going to judge them based off of it. They just so happened to look similar to something he saw in his frequent nightmares. ]

“ Well, howdy! Yer spot on there! Nice t’meet’cha, Black! What can I do ya fer? ”

[ He’s quick to shake off the uneasy feeling. He’s good at reading people, Black didn’t seem to mean any harm at all. ]

[scaled-sheriff]

W: Tunner look what i foundd!! *Has a treat*

[ Tilting up his snout, eyes going wide the second he smelled the air. Treat is DETECTED. Looking directly at the other, tail slamming against the floor as he tilted his head to the side. ]

" Treat? Treat? "

[scaled-sheriff]

just in case you wanna know what happened to tunner in the Horus timeline he’s riiiight here <3

[ Watching. Waiting. Planning. ]

[ Many beady eyes were locked on the priest ever since Lucian had entered his temple. Even small things such as walking past the windows, anything that the darkness could manage outside of the temple, the shadows stared back. And it was filled with hate. ]

[ Horus- no... the pest couldn't stay in there forever. The horrid filth that took his vessel would have to come out soon enough, and Nodis had all the time in the world to wait. ]

[ And wait he did. No matter where Horus ran off to, where he hid... the shadows would watch. The sun was down, and Horus chose to take one of his night walks... a foolish mistake. Perfect. The god allowed him to get out of the light entirely, before out of nowhere, a tendril suddenly whipped the back of his head, rendering him unconscious. ]

( @eclipsed-lord )

Horus couldnt take it any longer. He'd locked himself into the temple for weeks now- He hadn't seen Hansen, or Lime, nor any of his own babies back home for ages now and it was tearing him apart

He was a bird. He was born to fly free in the skies. To go wherever he pleased whenever he pleased. He was not meant to stay in a cage, no matter how dearly he loved it. And so, while Lucian was sound asleep in his office, Horus fled the temple. Wandering through the cobblestone streets of the village, his talons click click click'ed against the cool stone...

He doesnt have enough time to react, Horus crying out briefly at the attack before he falls into a limp pile of feathers, cracking his head against the cold ground. Your time is up, birdy... I wonder what Nodis has planned.

[scaled-sheriff]

Bee seems quite calm, confused as hell, but mostly calm.

"Hello, real sorry to bother you. However, I have no idea where I am or how I got here."

Bee tilts his head as he tries to think about how they got here…

"All I can remember is walking from my house and trying to get to the market… but this ain't a market, that's for sure~"

Bee got a gentle laugh out of that, they seem quite kind.

-🐝

" Psshaw! Ain't a problem! "

[ Waving a hand dismissively, flicking up his hat. ]

" Kinda m'job t'help folk 'round here. Can't rem'ber y'say? Mighty strange. Sure it ain't a market, but fold come 'ere t'trade fer goods from th'ranch if yer interested in that. Gettin' late though. Y'ain't live 'round here, do ya? Think I'd remember ya. "

[scaled-sheriff]

squeezes squeaky toy at tunner

[ Instant running on all fours. ]

[scaled-sheriff]

Tunner, Nodis knocked out Horus. Get to him now, Lucian is in Horus's temple.

" Horus! I ain't know who Nodis is, but that ain't matter! "

[ Stopping in his tracks, eyes going wide. He's even more interested in this information as Lucian's name was mentioned as well... ]

" Jesus fuckin'- okay, okay- I need t'get both of 'em! I- "

[ A low creaking noise is slowly heard behind the sheriff... and his light source doesn't just go out, it shatters, causing him to loudly curse and drop it to avoid the broken glass. ]

" God. Damn it. "

[ That sound wasn't normal. It's not from an old tree or anything like that. It's from some thing. ]

" Yer th'thing that's been watchin' me. Terrorizin' everyone. I'm guessin' ya must be N- "

[ With a sickening crack, Valentino's eyes roll to the back of his head as his nose bleeds... a VERY hard hit tothe back of his head. Looks like Horus wasn't the only one taken. ]

[scaled-sheriff]

" 'S too damn quiet 'round here... "

[ The sheriff muttered to himself as he pushed forward through the dark forest, holding up the strong flashlight he had brought with him to light the way. His leather boots snapped a few twigs and kicked pebbles, a hand near the gun at his side as he walked deeper. ]

" Ain't no birds or nothin'. "

[ The forest was always pretty creepy when it was dark. He would have waited until day, but he had ran into a problem. It was just as dark then as it was now, and he had a job to do during that time. It'd be just as much of a risk if he had waited. He wasn't going to waste any more time finding Lucian. ]

[ He hasn't seen Lucian in a while- nor has anyone else. He's getting incrediibly worried. He's taking matters into his own hands, not hesitating to bring his shotgun with him into the woods that seem to be seeping darkness. ]

[scaled-sheriff]

*Scoff.* It's all those "magic anons", Tunner. Somehow, there are anons with magic powers who use them to do dumb shit like turn people into babies. If it were up to me, I'd use magic to give you temporary super strength or something.

" Ah, yeah! Ain't gotten any 'magic' done t'me, but I ain't goin' 'round askin'... I've seen what kinda shit them anons do. "

[scaled-sheriff]

" Why're there so many... babies... "

[scaled-sheriff]

[ He hasn't seen Lucian in a while- nor has anyone else. He's getting incrediibly worried. He's taking matters into his own hands, not hesitating to bring his shotgun with him into the woods that seem to be seeping darkness. ]

[scaled-sheriff]

Bee is a 6’4, yellow furred cat with dark grey chest fluff, his paws all look like they have dark grey socks, his tail is rather massive, it’s mostly just fur though. His tail has a dark grey tip. He was just walking and somehow ended up on the sheriff’s farm. Bee is very confused, they don’t know how they got here.

“Um… Hello? Is someone here?”

(I love your blog so much, I really hope you don’t mind the interaction. Sorry if it is a bother) -🐝

[ The sheriff was out checking on the growth of his crops as the sun was setting. Just as he was heading back to the farmhouse and lighting up a cigar, his ear twitches as he hears another voice. Turning to the sound, he sees the yellow cat. ]

" Huh. "

[ Ear flicking, he walks over and gives them a wave. Despite the odd timing for a visit at the farm, he still seemed welcoming! ]

" Well, howdy! What can I do ya fer? "

[scaled-sheriff]

do you have a heat rock?

“ Darn tootin’! A man’s gotta have a good heatin’ rock! ”

[scaled-sheriff]

"why are y'all freaks" says tunner as he kisses and tucks in his guns

[scaled-sheriff]

Woahhhh there I don't wanna suck on your teeth I just wanted to tell you about venom

Also Ectotherm is the fancy term for cold blooded

" That's one count fer normal people! There ya go! "

[ Tunner. You will keep getting flirted with FOREVER. It's just how things are. ]

" Huh. Really? Ain't know that. Maybe I'll use it sometime t'seem smart. Haw! "

[scaled-sheriff]

i feel like tunner is the tpye to jump into the nearist lake/pond when some one tells him he smells bad.

hed say shit like "thats th'smell o' good farmin work damn it!" take a shower stinky

[scaled-sheriff]

I remember an anon talking about sucking on your fangs to get venom and you talked about how it would kill them, drinking venom isn't that dangerous since it needs to be injected not ingested, the anon would be fine :3

" Lil' nerd anon! Cute! Why th'fuck y'all wanna go suckin' m'teeth though! "

[scaled-sheriff]

I'll be your husband Tunner ;)

" Haw! Well, that's mighty sweet o' ya, but I'd prefer t'get t'know someone first. I ain't even know nothin' 'bout'cha! "