#Fend:convos
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closed starter for @heartprincesx (Ambrose)
While there were plenty of games at the carnivals at Sunnyside, Fend couldn’t remember seeing anyone run a non game related booth. As a result, he eagerly decided to open up his own booth at the carnival: a build your own teddy bear booth. He figured it’d be a fun way to welcome the carnival-goers into his world, as well as make sure that they could have some cute, huggable, forever friends. After making sure that everything was set up, he flipped the sign on the booth to open. “Hi!” He called out upon seeing someone nearby. “Would you like to make a teddy bear?”
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@mermuses (Thackery) said “why are you making hot pockets at 3 am?”
Although Fend had a legitimate reason, he couldn’t help but feel like a deer caught in headlights at the question. After all, it was three in the morning. “Um...I have a shift in an hour and was craving Hot Pockets?” It wasn’t a lie, considering he’d gotten a wacky shift that he was unable to trade. But he wouldn’t put it past Thackery to wonder, since he was known for cooking at odd hours. “Sorry, did I wake you?”
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closed event starter for @gvlesofsong (Clem)
While he’d technically learned his lesson from the last time he’d eaten a large amount of sweets, Fend couldn’t help but want to try everything that the ball had to offer food wise. Everything looked so delicious; he’d never seen so many tasty desserts in one place before. But he had a feeling that even if he went slow, his stomach would not agree with the plan. However, a thought occurred to him upon seeing a couple further up in line put food on their plates. Dessert was always better when shared, especially when at a party like this. Turning around to the person behind him, Fend shot him a friendly smile. “Would you wanna try all of the desserts with me? I haven’t had any of them before. And if you haven’t had any of them before, I figure it could be fun!”
#i hope this is okay#let me know if you’d like me to change anything#Fend:convos#Fend:Clem#gvlesofsong
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closed event starter for @lullabiesofwoe (Ceylan)
Although Fend found himself on the dance floor more often than off, he was determined to talk to as many people as he could when not dancing. He was curious as to what other people were up to: what they thought of the food, if they were enjoying the atmosphere, and if they’d gotten a chance to dance yet. And if not, he was up for helping change that. Which was why when he spotted someone sitting on the sidelines, he excitedly made his way over to her. Sitting down at the table, a smile made its way onto his face. “Hi!” He greeted brightly. “Are you having a fun time?” He sincerely hoped that she was.
#i hope this is okay#let me know if you’d like me to change anything#Fend:convos#Fend:Ceylan#lullabiesofwoe
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“Of course! Especially if you like it.” Although Fend felt slightly qualified to give advice on clothes due to his parents fashionable nature, he knew that the most important part of pIcking an outfit was that the wearer liked it. If it made them happy, then that was all that mattered. At the other’s look of surprise, Fend nodded. “I do! I’ve always wanted to try wearing a skirt, and now’s perfect!” Plus he wanted to make the other feel confident. “We are! And when they do, we’ll just say we’re trendsetters.” At the sight of the jacket however, Fend’s eyes lit up even brighter. “You’re right! This goes so well with the skirt! But I don’t think I’d look even better than you. I think we’re equally cute.” Going over and grabbing a possible jacket to match the other’s skirt, he held it up to the other. “What do you think? Do you like it?”
sweetillusicn:
After getting settled into his new home, Fend’s next stop was Main Street. The humans he saw at Sunnyside usually wore different outfits, and so did his parents and siblings. As a result, the once-bear realized he needed to get some new clothes. Especially since the onesie he was wearing probably wouldn’t cut it for long. As he began to pick out some shirts and pants he thought he’d look good in, Fend heard a voice speak up. “I think it makes you look cute!” He replied. “And if you want to wear both, you definitely should!” Going over and grabbing a cute skirt that he hoped was in his size, Fend made his way back towards the other. “I’ll even wear it with you if you want!” He’d always wondered as a teddy bear if maybe a skirt would fit him better; the pants were always either too big or too small due to how his legs were.
roo easily perked up the moment the other said he looked cute in the choice of outfit, feeling far more confident now that someone else saw his vision. “you think? then i will definitely go with both,” they confirmed with a nod. they were surprised, however, that the other decided to join in on the look. “you want to? then we’re so going to be the coolest people in town. everyone is going to be wondering why we’re dressed so stylishly and then they’ll start copying us,” they said, a bright grin on their face. they looked over at the skirt the other chose and decided to quickly pick out a jacked that would go with it. “here! this will totally make you look even better – better than me.
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closed event starter for @untimelytales (Roo)
“So…I know it doesn’t exactly match, but what do you think?” Fend asked as he began tying his shoes. Usually he would’ve gone for a more subtle look, but when he’d come across the suit, it had practically screamed ‘pick me’ at him, reminding him of how he used to look. The shoes, socks, and mask had also practically done the same thing. “Do I look ready to party?” He asked, motioning to his colorful ensemble. “Because I think you look ready to party!”
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closed thread with @pckdrop (Autumn) continued from here
“Really?” Fend asked, his eyebrows raising as he shifted his arm so she could snuggle in further. Considering how she acted when they cuddled, Fend had always pegged Autumn as someone who enjoyed physical contact. However, even if she wasn’t big on it in general, he was glad that she enjoyed it when with him. Leaning his head against hers, he felt a smile spread across his lips, as well as the accompanying blush that followed. “Being here with you is one of my favorite things too.” It meant the world to him to see her happy. When the mention of kisses met his ears, Fend let out a soft chuckle. “One bunch of kisses, coming right up!” He exclaimed as he gently laid a kiss on Autumn’s nose. He then proceeded to plant kisses on her forehead, cheeks, jaw, and then finally pressed a kiss to her lips.
#I hope this is okay!#if you need me to change anything feel free to let me know!#Fend:convos#Fend:Autumn
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@thcreyoullbe (Aurora) said “tell me about your day.”
“Well,” Fend started off excitedly, “we had a lot of guests in Slinky Dog’s queue, so I had to help make sure everyone kept up with the party in front of them and stood side by side. That was pretty fun, but it also got a bit hectic!” Packing could be fun, but sometimes it got to be a bit repetitive. And he couldn’t exactly hold long conversations with anyone while packing, since he was only in one section of the queue. “How was your day?”
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Although Fend was worried at first when he’d found himself in the little town, he’d since decided to roll with it. It wasn’t every day he found himself as a humongous human. As he made his way around Main Street, he heard a voice speak up. “Is it?” He asked, a sparkle of curiosity in his eye. He’d never had actual food before. The closest he’d come were plastic imitations or the kids pretending that he was eating with them. Looking at the pie and the various pastries, he felt something new stir inside him: hunger. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what it’s called. But I could probably find out what’s in it.” Taking a mini cake next to the one the other was pointing at, he took a bite. “Hmmm…it tastes…yummy?”
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“Well, aye dunno ‘bout you, but at least tha’ foods good,” Leith muttered, far from princely, around his mouthful of fruit pie. In his other hand, a dainty patisserie, something French, and something that looked far from anything familiar perched between his fingers. He’d lurked in the woods as long as his stomach allowed – but eventually, came back wandering the streets of the town, plucking items of display from the shoppe windows. “Oi - do you know what this is called? or even what’s in it?” Pointing at another fancily decorated mini-cake on display, he shot the passerby a curious gaze.
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@sapphicdust (Melody) said ‘it’s a lullaby. would you like me to sing it to you? would that help you fall asleep?’
“Sure, I’d love to hear it!” He said, a soft smile coming onto his face. Fend had thought of putting on some music or playing a video on youtube to help him fall asleep. But he felt that wouldn’t work, due to the proximity of the phone, as well as the instruments or tracks backing the vocals. Plus it would probably drain his battery, and he needed his phone to be fully charged for the next day, since his shift was going to be a long one. Looking up at Melody, he added, “And I think it just might.”
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“I am?” Fend said, a look of surprise coming onto his face. However the look of surprise soon turned into a warm smile. Leaning his elbow on her shoulder, Fend listened to her words: he made her feel safe and free to be herself. That was one of his main goals, especially when it came to his friends. “Why would I judge you? It wouldn’t do anything aside from hurt your feelings.” Judging her wouldn’t accomplish anything, nor would it give him any satisfaction, so what would be the point of it? “Would you like me to yell at those people for you?” He offered. He didn’t take kindly to people being rude to his friends. “I definitely don’t think you’re a freak. I think you’re a really cool and really pretty person.”
risingmccns.
It was not uncommon for Fend to compliment someone, since he loved to make people’s days. He especially found himself complimenting others while at work, since there were so many people to talk to. However it was his day off and as a result, he’d invited Autumn over for a movie day. He wasn’t exactly the best with horror movies, but he knew she liked them and he was curious. So he’d decided to start off with a less scary one. “You’re sweeter.” He said with a grin. Upon answering the door, he’d told her that she’d looked really pretty. “You were yourself?” He offered up. He liked it when people were themselves around him instead of trying to be something they weren’t.
Autumn’s cheeks heated up slightly as she glanced downward before looking back up at Fend, teeth sinking into her bottom lip. She always felt safe being herself around Fend so that comment only warmed her heart further. “You’re probably the only person I am myself around, you know that?” Aside from anyone outside of her family. “I know that no matter what you’d never judge me and that makes me feel safe.” She confessed, unsure why she was suddenly so emotional just from one compliment. But, it felt like she had to voice her feelings. “Most people think I’m a freak honestly, but I know you’d never think that.”
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“How do you know? You say that you can resist pouting, but you’ve never seen my sad face.” Of course that was because he could usually be found smiling, especially when he was at work. It was rare for him to be truly upset over something. And although he wasn’t actually upset, he wanted to tap into the sad face he made when he actually was upset. Biting his lower lip, he looked down at his feet, giving her a sad puppy look.
@risingmccns said “i’m gonna pout until you give me kisses.” / fend & autumn.
autumn couldn’t help but shoot fend a look of amusement the moment she heard his statement, head tilting to the side slightly. “i’m sure your lips would get tired from pouting so much so it won’t be long till you give that up.” she teased, scrunching her nose up slightly. “i’m pretty good at resisting pouting.” she bluffed, trying her best to resist the urge to smile. while that was typically a true statement, she wasn’t entirely sure or not if she would be able to resist fend or not.
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Not registering the other’s surprise, the excitable bear nodded. “Yeah! They're all looking to be adopted, and it doesn’t cost anything to give one of them a good home!” But before they could be adopted, they needed to be filled with fluff. Smiling at the other male’s response, Fend couldn’t help but let out a cheer of excitement. He wasn’t quite sure what a Tartarus was, but if there was one thing he was good at, it was helping people. “Of course! I’ll gladly help you!” Sitting down at the booth, he leaned back in his chair and gestured to the little bears on the table. “The first step is to pick a bear to fill with fluff!”
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closed starter for @heartprincesx (Ambrose)
While there were plenty of games at the carnivals at Sunnyside, Fend couldn’t remember seeing anyone run a non game related booth. As a result, he eagerly decided to open up his own booth at the carnival: a build your own teddy bear booth. He figured it’d be a fun way to welcome the carnival-goers into his world, as well as make sure that they could have some cute, huggable, forever friends. After making sure that everything was set up, he flipped the sign on the booth to open. “Hi!” He called out upon seeing someone nearby. “Would you like to make a teddy bear?”
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Taking every chance he got to win at something- anything, Ambrose had been collecting stuffed prizes & inflatable toys, handing them out to anyone he met along the way, and having great fun while doing it. Each game presented a challenge, and it wasn’t until stopping for a snack break that a different type of booth caught his eye. Slowing his walk, Ambrose gazed at the dissembled bears, not too unlike the ones he’d been winning all evening, and was spotted immediately. “Oh, me? Make one?” He pointed to himself, blinking in surprise at the booth tender. Ambrose wasn’t used to making things. “I… aw, what the Tartarus, why not? You’ll have to help me out, though. This will be a first for me. What’s step one?”
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After getting settled into his new home, Fend’s next stop was Main Street. The humans he saw at Sunnyside usually wore different outfits, and so did his parents and siblings. As a result, the once-bear realized he needed to get some new clothes. Especially since the onesie he was wearing probably wouldn’t cut it for long. As he began to pick out some shirts and pants he thought he’d look good in, Fend heard a voice speak up. “I think it makes you look cute!” He replied. “And if you want to wear both, you definitely should!” Going over and grabbing a cute skirt that he hoped was in his size, Fend made his way back towards the other. “I’ll even wear it with you if you want!” He’d always wondered as a teddy bear if maybe a skirt would fit him better; the pants were always either too big or too small due to how his legs were.
closed starter for @sweetillusicn // ft. roo
“does this skirt-pants combo make me look dumb?” he asked the nearest person, staring at themself in the mirror. he’d never had to wear bottoms before, but he was definitely going to take the opportunity for as long as he was in town. however, they simply couldn’t choose just pants or just a skirt – he wanted to wear both. so, they were planning on making a fashion statement in order to fulfill his dreams of having both. “like, is someone going to see me walking down the street and think: wow, he looks like such an idiot. there’s no way he could have a brain in that big ‘ole head of his?
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mermuses:
since thackery was already up, and probably wouldn’t be able to sleep for a while, he decided getting something to eat wouldn’t be the worst idea. he opened the cabinet and grabbed a bag of chips from the shelf. he opened it and leaned against the counter, popping a handful of salt and vinegar chips in his mouth. “ well, i couldn’t sleep, so i decided to read instead, “ he explained between bites. “ well, more power to you guys. i’m just glad the bookstore doesn’t open until 9. “ sure, thackery liked his job, but that didn’t mean he wanted to be there at 5 am.
When the microwave beeped, Fend took the Hot Pocket out and put it on the plate with the first one he’d made. Taking the plate over to the table, he put it down so it could cool off a little and then walked back over to where his roommate was standing. “That sounds like fun! What were you reading?” Although he didn’t always have time for it due to work, he liked to read in his spare time. At the mention of the bookstore, Fend scrunched up his nose. “Lucky.” He muttered with a huff, even though he’d known very well what he was getting into when he was hired.
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“Oh.” Although he breathed a sigh of relief over not waking his roommate up, a look of concern came onto his face. Him being up at 3 am because he had to get ready for a shift was one thing; but Thackery being up was an entirely different thing. “Couldn’t sleep? Or were you busy doing something?” He asked, tilting his head to the side as he popped another Hot Pocket in the microwave. At the question, Fend said half jokingly, “Me? And however many other cast members that have the same shift.”
@mermuses (Thackery) said “why are you making hot pockets at 3 am?”
Although Fend had a legitimate reason, he couldn’t help but feel like a deer caught in headlights at the question. After all, it was three in the morning. “Um…I have a shift in an hour and was craving Hot Pockets?” It wasn’t a lie, considering he’d gotten a wacky shift that he was unable to trade. But he wouldn’t put it past Thackery to wonder, since he was known for cooking at odd hours. “Sorry, did I wake you?”
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