#with frills and lace and stuff and many corsets

[r-aindr0p]

That new Rollo post caused me Rollo brainrot. How could you do this to us.

Why welcome to the brainrot come and have a seat ! There’s still plenty of outfits for Rollo to try on 💅✨

[hannibalzero]

Do you ever think that Arthur had to get all dolled up for a mission?

I believe so! Much to Arthur’s displeasure.

It’s different when he wants to dress up showing off his secondary gender. He has a few nice corsets and simple dresses/pants, lace up boots. Maybe a bonnet (he hasn’t worn that bonnet in years. Won’t get rid if though.) Nothing to fancy. He’s no diamond of the season or anything special.

At least in his mind.

Dutch likes to ignore Arthur’s secondary gender. A simple disappointment to him, until it’s useful!

That’s when Dutch orders Molly to…really doll Arthur up. They are after a rich man that enjoys male omegas. A rare man as it were.

This used to be Hosea’s job way back when.

Meanwhile Arthur over hearing this:

A day of beautiful-fying by Mrs.O’Shea and being dragged to the parlor. Is the stuff of nightmares.

Cleaned like he has the plague, skin scrubbed until passable soft. Face clean shaven and washed with lye soap, covered in some sort of cream to make him pale. Rouge and eye liner, lips painted a bright red. corset tighter than anything. Showing off his large chest Arthur prefers. The corset snatched tightly to show of his hips. Not including the under dress, belt and garders with stocking too. High heeled boots, gloves, hat, handbag, parasol and gun he hides….somewhere.

Molly throws her hands up, she has done all she can do to turn a cowboy into a debutant.

Arthur is still a thick and strong man, so he feels absolutely foolish in all this lace and frill. It’s a nice blue and white though, really shows off his thick strong chest.

The lipstick is nice though…

Charles keeps looking at his lips.

Wonder how many kisses Arthur can get away with before ruining his make up? Maybe twelve if Molly wasn’t watching. Charles needs some kisses…

Sadly Dutch is forcing Arthur into the stagecoach before Arthur gets a chance to test his luck.

Later~

Arthur don’t mind being the damsel in destress if a certain axe welding outlaw is the one to run off with him. ❤️ but the rest of the gang doesn’t need to know that part nope nope.

[lackablazeical]

Addams! AU snippet 5: 'Kidney'

FULL CREDIT TO WRITER NewFallenLeaves ON A03! SHE HAS SO MANY BANGERS, THIS IS JUST A TINY TASTE OF HER TALENT!!!! PLEASE GO READ HER STUFF AND SUPPORT HER!!!! I SAY PLEASE BUT I AM DEMANDING NOT ASKING!!!!! GIVE HER LOVE!!!!!

As always, additional art! I'm sure this is what Mikey thought he looked like in this snippet, lol!

Full snippet below the cut! ⬇️⬇️⬇️

“Donnie!” Mikey dashed into the lab without knocking and flung himself onto the dissection table. “Take out my kidneys.”

“Not that it’s going to influence my answer either way,” said Donnie, already unfurling the blades on his mechanical hand, “But why?”

Mikey dug through his pockets and unrolled a burlesque magazine. He pointed to the front cover and a model who was wearing an orange, pink, and black laced corset with frills and embroidered sugar skulls, reminiscent of ‘Day of the Dead’ festival decorations. “I wanna wear that.”

“So wear it,” said Donnie. He filled a syringe with a noxious-looking yellow fluid. “You dress in that tawdriness regardless of how many times we’ve said it makes you look asinine. What’s that got to do with your innards?”

“I tried a corset from the costume bin at Mama’s, like the highwire dancers wear, but it doesn’t look the way it’s supposed to.” Mikey leaned down to buckle his ankles into the dissection table’s straps. “I read that human ladies got their ribs and kidneys and livers and stuff taken out to get the shape right. So you can do that for me, right?”

“Of course I can, but removing your internal organs will have no bearing on the forms of your carapace and plastron, those are inflexible.”

“Wait, you mean you ca–aahhhhhnnn’t…” The word trailed away as Mikey slumped backwards, limbs slack, head lolling.

“Oops,” said Donnie, removing the syringe from Mikey’s neck. “Did I accidentally administer sedation before you could retract your request? What a shame.”

He set the needle aside and snapped a surgeon’s glove onto his hand, ignoring the puncture that already marred the palm and the stains from the samples he’d been working on previously.

“Well, the subject volunteered and is already fortuitously in a prepped state. Might as well make sure the opportunity to harvest doesn’t go to waste. What was that, Mikey? How many organs did you say I could take?”

He strapped Mikey’s arms in place and straightened his head by locking a clamp around his neck.

“As many as necessary?” Donnie said. “What a generous offer! I always knew you wouldn’t hold out on me. Not like Leo.”

Donnie clicked one of the bone saws on his mechanical hand into place and it began to spin, pitching into a piercing whine.

“This is why you’re my favorite brother!” Donnie said, raising his voice above the noise. He slid his goggles into place and peered at the armored ribbing along Mikey’s side. “And because of that, while I’m at it, I’ll see what I can do about the plastron and the carapace. What do you say?”

He reached his free hand up to Mikey’s head and gave it a nod.

“Great! We’ll make this a quick outpatient procedure. You’ll be on the highwire by the end of the night, and my freezer will be stocked.”

And with that, he got to work.

***

Barely three hours later, Leo watched as Mikey twirled through the living room in his corset, imitating the routine he’d seen the highwire dancers perform. Unfortunately, he seemed to lack their grace. His feet dragged clumsily across the concrete and each dip and sway made it appear as though he were drunk.

“Leeee-ooooooh,” said Mikey, “Do I look preeeeeettttyyyy in my corset?”

Leo eyed him thoughtfully. An intoxicated Mikey was a completely normal occurrence. So was the choice of clothing; he was always wearing showy outfits for the circus. This one seemed to fit a little more snugly than usual, but not in a way that looked out of sorts.

No, what alerted Leo was something else entirely.

“Mikey,” said Leo. “Why are you yellow?”

“Hm?” Mikey tried to spin on one foot and wound up tumbling into Splinter’s chair. “Whaddya mean?”

“Your skin should be green. Not the same color as your spots.”

Mikey held up one arm and twisted it in front of him, as if looking at it for the first time. “Oh!” he said. “That’s the jaundice.”

“And why are you jaundiced?”

“I think,” said Mikey, scrunching up his face like a toddler thinking very hard about something. “Donnie said…it was because of my kidneys. No! My liver. That thing. Wait, maybe both! Because they’re gone now. To make room inside my plastron!”

“Uh-huh.” Leo grasped Mikey by the wrist and hauled him up out of the chair, towards Donnie’s lab.

“Did you know,” Mikey giggled, allowing himself to be dragged, “That human ladies take out their ribs and stomachs and lungs and stuff so they can wear corsets?”

He was still sniggering when Leo toppled him back onto the dissection table.

“Hey,” said Donnie, “Don’t clutter my workspace with little brothers.”

“Fix him,” said Leo.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Put Mikey’s organs back.”

Mikey gasped and sat up. “But then I won’t fit into my corset!”

“See?” said Donnie, “He doesn’t even want them!”

“Donnie…”

“I was just about to put them in the embalming jars!”

“If I can’t wear a corset then what’s the point of living?”

“All the experimentation timelines will go to waste! I have them prepped!”

Leo folded his arms. “Put Mikey’s organs back, or I’m telling Mama.”

“Gasp!” said Donnie.

“Snitch!” said Mikey.

“You’re bluffing,” said Donnie. “You despise talking to her, you would never.”

“I hate you groveling over her approval more, but I’ll leverage it if I have to,” said Leo. He spun his sword to open a portal, and through it, they could clearly see Mama’s plush office. He took a step towards the gateway. “I don’t think she’d approve of you jaundicing her favorite little circus pet.”

“Okay okay okay!” said Donnie, desperately. “Mikey, sit still.”

“No!” Mikey lurched like he wanted to roll off the table, and looked ready to run. “I won’t go back to being a corset-less turtle!”

Donnie extended the titanium arms from his shell and grappled with Mikey as he began to thrash. “Leo, quit with the blackmail. Be useful and help me.”

“You made the mess,” said Leo. He swiped the portal out of existence. “You fix it.”

If Donnie was being completely honest, his efforts were not completely wasted. He did get to do exploratory surgery and pioneer a plastron/carapace shaping technique that did, in the end, make Mikey’s waist a bit narrower. Plus, he got to strap Mikey down and sedate him twice in the same day.

Small victories.

[liannelara-dracula]

🛍Victoria Secret shopping with their gf? smt

Ohhh I’m so glad you asked this cause I was dying to do this. Sooooo thank uuuu. Also I think I’m just not going to put gifs of them anymore? Idk let me know.

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Sakamaki

Shu:

He doesn’t mind tagging along.

Like he usually sleeps through everything but not when this is going on.

He’s coming with u.

I think he likes black, red, and even the color beige on you.

Shu likes silk, Lacey patterns or minimal diamonds or sparkles on your underwear.

He likes if the underwear style is cheeky too.

Or better yet a thong.

He won’t tease you to much at store but like he’s helping you chose.

I think he’d walk around with you and just pick up things and picture you in them.

if he sees you looking at a thong or skimpy things prepare yourself.

“What dirty girl you are, planing to wear that for me.” He’d smirk.

“I don’t buy my underwear for you, I buy it cause I like it.”

Reiji:

When the girls at the store ask for your size to help you.

he cuts in to correct you on your size.

which leads you both to argue and the helper just laughs.

“I’m a c/s.”

“No you’re c/s, have you forgotten?”

“Reiji I’m pretty sure I know my size.”

but you of course you are shy about it and let alone annoyed.

I know most people would say he didn’t want to come but I think he’s the one that dragged you here.

This is because he doesn’t think you have refined taste to the degree he does. So he’s taking you so he can pick it out.

It’s an excuse to see you in the dressing room tho.😏

He really likes corsets but since we are no longer in those times he likes the bra bustiers.

Omg I have so many of those and I love them as sets.😂😂

He loves all the lacey kind and even elegant body suits.

He likes if the straps are elegant with detail to.

Reiji also likes if their are silky ribbons/bows or shiny trims to enhance the style of the underwear.

He’s favorite colors on you are black and dark purple. He also likes white.

Despite what he likes on you, he would also buy you cotton underwear bc it’s actually better for your body. Even if there not the cutest.

Laito:

Follows you into the dressing room but luckily you stop him.

“Uh, ladies only Laito?”

Likes black as well as some bright colors and red. I think he likes evergreen color as well.

The material is either lace or mesh. Or barely covering honestly.😂😂

He actually knows your cup size and isn’t afraid to help you.

Tho he will pick out super sexy kinds of sets and body suits.

“How about this one, I know it doesn’t cover much but it looks sexy.”

So you might have to stop him since you don’t feel comfortable.

He also backs you up in the dark corners to try and kiss you.

Tho you have to remind him this is not the place.

He picks out perfume too.

I think he also likes to see hot pink and black furry things on you as well.

He likes bras that show your nipples as well😏

Kanato:

All the cutest colors ever and just sweet looking babydoll dresses.

He loves lace, silk, and cotton.

He likes the pinks and purples as well as white the most and some baby blues to.

He likes the frills and ruffles and some sparkling trims.

Kanato prefers you where soft bras and not the cup kind.

He will also like if you buy some socks or garters to match.

If you ask for his suggestion he likes the ones with bows.

Most of the time he isn’t doing much but waiting for you to finish.

He thinks it’s kind of a drag.😂

But maybe if you try it on it’ll get him excited.

Ayato:

Just wants to know your cup size honestly.

Seriously is just an ass about it.

He likes red, pink, and black. I see him liking neons too.

The material can be any honestly.

I think he likes the sporty sets

And push up bras.

He also likes the small pj shorts on you to.

Likes to pick up random underwear and show it to you.

He will put the bra or underwear on himself just cause he’s so stupid.

“Look I’m Y/N.”

“Really Ayato?”

Of course it makes you both laugh tho.

He waits for you to try on things, he won’t go inside unless you want.

Might blush if you show him.

He pays for you and holds your bags.

Cause he’d never let you pay

He’d feel so bad if you did.

Subaru:

A blushing mess.

At least if you two are in the beginning of your relationship.

I think he likes the pinks and lilacs on you the most.

They have this signature lilac color and I just love it honestly.

anyways,  I think he’d try to help you only if you asked.

you honestly have to drag him cause he didn’t want to go.

tho if you two have been together for a while, he actually likes going with you.

minimal teasing.

I could honestly see him grinning at the thong in his hand.

He’d whisper in your ear for only you to hear what he had to say.

“You should wear just these tonight.”

Kino:

Wants to know your size.

He likes to pick out cheeky underwear for you.

I totally see it.

He likes to see different blues and probably pink as well as like nude or cream color.

He likes silk the most.

Loves when the undergarments don’t cover much.

He likes some floral patterns or just plain colors.

Also likes the sporty stuff too.

If you don’t know your size he just a bra up to your boobs to see if it fits.

Mukami

Ruki:

Can be really sweet or just a dick about it.

He doesn’t care about what you like he’s getting you what he likes.

And that’s that.

He loves blue, black or nothing on you.

Preferably dark blue.

Loves lace omg do not get me started.

Like that is his fav.

Loves small ribbon bows or minimal sparkles on your underwear.

Ruki likes the fancy bras and bustiers on you but he likes fabric bras on you as well.

He likes when the underwear is cheeky.

Likes the body suits that are lacey.

If see’s you picking some panties that he likes on you he will whisper in your ear only telling you they will come off later.

Yuma:

He likes that you invited him.

Was willing to help and doesn’t care about the color.

Or material he just cares about the style that’s it.

So he loves thongs or the bikini cut underwear the most.

You can’t change my mind about it.

He likes bras that flatter your body so something that shapes it well.

He mostly cares that your comfy.

If you don’t know your size don’t worry he knows.

He’s got it all covered.

Yuma will make you blush though.

“I like these.” He’d say playing with the bands that crosses in the back of the skimpy underwear he was holding.

“I don’t.” You say a little uncomfortable.

Kou:

He’s dragging you everywhere, making you try on so many different types.

Is pretty helpful.

Loves neons or bright colors

His fav on you is pink and he likes bows and patterns.

He likes flower prints and plain things too.

Knows your size and just never forgets it.

If you moved up in size he’d congratulate you.

Making you very embarrassed.

“Aww babe you got bigger.”

He’s just so weird like that.

He tried to get cute underwear over sexy underwear for you.

It’s just what he likes I guess.

He also thinks the babydoll dresses look cute.

Azusa:

He says he’ll wait outside but since you ask him he goes.

Azusa follows you around the store and just has no idea what you need him for.

He likes to see soft colors like white, beige or turquoise on you the most.

But he’s not opposed to other colors.

He doesn’t care about material he just wants you to feel comfortable.

And he thinks you look great in anything so don’t worry.

If you ever forget your size he tries to remember.

He likes to buy you perfumes there.

If you ask him which one he likes he gets confused since he doesn’t mind honestly.

He just wants you to be happy.

So sweet someone protec him.

Tsukinami

Carla:

He doesn’t mind helping you.

He’ll do anything for you and if this what you need he’ll do it.

likes white and red on you the most.

Prefers lace but is okay if you don’t wear it.

He doesn’t care too much about your underwear he just wants you to match.

And feel comfortable.

He likes elegant underwear the most.

And likes the perfume they sell.

Also loves ruffles or frills or bows on the undergarments.

Pretty much leaves everything to you and just pays.

Doesn’t mind giving his opinion if you ask.

Tells you look great in anything.

Shin:

Perv omg.

You didn’t tell him to come with you he just came.

He wanted to help but he also wanted to know your size to see if he was right.

Loves black and red on you and pink.

Shin likes lace as well as mesh.

He likes the sporty underwear too.

And push ups cause he never thinks you have enough of anything.

Of course he’s joking tho.

He will walk into the changing room and you will have to push him out of their.

Cause he sucks like that.

“Get out.”

“You don’t want me to help you put it on?”

“We are at a store, Shin.”

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"What Are You Supposed to Be?” Character Design in Dagorhir

A kender knight errant giggles in the woods battle.

We often neglect character design in Dagorhir (or Belegarth, Amtgard, Darkon, and other LARP-y games where the focus is on fighting and we play one character for years on end). Rather than consciously asking “how can I convey who my character is through my physical appearance?” players often slide into wearing the same old tunics, pants, and accessories as everyone else. Much to my shame, I’ve been the fantasy character who dresses like a generi-Viking and then gets miffed when people ask “what are you supposed to be?” That changed when I took a theatre costume design class. The revelation that I could start with the ideas I wanted to convey (ie, “this character is colorful and eccentric-- how do we translate that into their clothes?”) vs individual items (”well, I already have this tunic-- I guess I’ll have to make it work for my kit, somehow”) changed how I think about character design. 

Thinking about character design let me deliberately and effectively overhall my entire aesthetic. I like my kit a lot more, now, and I think more Dagorhir players would feel the same way if they front-loaded their design process. 

If you’re having trouble figuring out your garb, then, consider designing your kit like you’re costuming a character for a stage or film production. 

Front-Load Your Character Design

I built my “Dragonlance kender” kit piece by random piece for years, and it never added up to a cohesive whole. Every fantasy character hates hearing “what are you?” or “what are you supposed to be?”, and I used to get that a lot.

 Now that I’m front-loading the design process people successfully “read” my kit a lot better. Strangers at the ren faire call me “Tasslehoff,” and new Dagorhir acquaintances burst out laughing and call “watch your pouches!” when they see me pass holding my hoopak, one of the clearest identifying “props” my character carries. Front-loading character design means thinking before you build or acquire pieces of kit, rather than trying to add items that don’t work with the “look” you’re trying to build.

Let’s think about this like we’re designing a stage production. One of the first things we should do is ask what you want to convey to the audience about the character. If this were a play, our audience would be the people putting their butts into our auditorium. Since Dag is live-action and immersive, your audience is your peers. Either way, the first time someone sees your kit, they should be able to make some inferences about you. How wealthy is this character? How much of a conformist are they? What time period or profession do you want to portray? If your design conveys nothing much (or worse, you have to break character to explain your kit or justify the absence of something that’s not there— ie,"I am an elf-- I was just cursed to lose my ears!”), then your design probably needs more thought. *

Case Study: Spud the Ranger

Dude looks like a ranger-- but WHY? HOW??

All of that is a little overwhelming, so let’s boil it down to one important question. Say an average player sees your kit for the first time. Without ever speaking to you (and, because they don’t care, without minutely examining every detail of your kit— the family crest etched onto your belt buckle is for your own satisfaction), a stranger should still be able to say, “aha, that guy is ______,” and be decently close. What do you want that blank to be? What do you need to include in your kit to make them say that?

Your "blank” could be something super obvious like “that character is a dwarf!” or “that character is an Uruk-Hai!” Successfully portrayed, not half-assed dwarves and successfully portrayed, not half-assed Uruk-Hai have really clear physical markers— they’re easy to “read,” provided you know that the beard/axe or fangs/White Hand are the identifying traits. My kender-kit falls into this category: as long as you’ve read Weiss and Hickman’s books, the topknot, hoopak, pouches, and furry vest say “kender” to you.

If your character is something that doesn’t come with easy “markers,” you might have to back off a little and go for something more general. You could pick a fantasy archetype and pick “that character is a bard,” or “that character is a raggedy peasant” or “that character is a knight,” or you could pick something even less concrete, like “that character is evil,” or “that character is more interested in having fun than conforming.” Any choice is valid-- the key is to define it to yourself and build your kit around it, rather than have your hodgepodge kit accidentally define it for you.

Let’s say we’re designing a character for Joe Newplayer. We’ll call Joe’s character Spud.

Joe Newplayer knows that it is gauche to corner his fellow players and tell them, in the third person, that Spud is a ranger who has some werewolf traits and has lived by hunting ever since he was exiled from his hometown, so Spud is going to try to convey this, instead, through costume (and later, through in-character roleplay). Good egg, Joe!

The very least Joe wants our audience to be able to say, of Spud, probably, is “aha, this dude spends a lot of time in the woods.” Going for “this dude is a hunter with a dark past” or “this dude has some weird canine traits” is a little harder, so that could be something to build up to (or, again, express through in-character roleplay).

What would help convey “dude who spends a lot of time in the woods”? Joe, having considered this a bit, might be tempted to start listing individual clothing items he wants to buy-- cloak! Hood! Some dope-ass boots!-- but I would encourage him to hold back. Rather than listing individual clothing items, start with some elements of design, like line, mass, color, texture and movement. Start by thinking about your design as a whole, not by over-focusing on individual pieces, and your costume will be more coherent, unique, and effective.

The Elements of Design

Do we want Spud to appear bulky or slender? A confident character might take up a lot of space, while one who hopes to fade into the background might be drawn more tightly in. Should Spud’s silhouette be shaggy, many-corner’d, or streamlined? What sort of textures are right for a dude who spends a lot of time in the woods? What sorts of colors? Should the materials Spud wears be light and floaty, heavy and stiff, or something in-between? WHY?

Hold off on the internal character reasons for any of the “whys” (ie, “I have this cloak because my mother made it, and she died, so I wear it to remember her”) and keep your focus tight to the audience. Joe might choose a silhouette that’s top-heavy with fur or leather shoulder armor and tapers down to through the lower legs, which very quietly suggests the lean lone wolf. Joe might chose muted, natural colors (which might say that the character wants to fade into the woods), or weirdly clashing or worn-out ones, which might say (though this is getting rather too subtle, but that’s his choice) that he doesn’t care about clothes or society’s expectations (or perhaps that he’s colorblind— canine attributes! ;) ) Joe might distress his fabrics suggest a character who’s down on his luck, or add lots of layers to imply that he carries everything he owns on his back because he doesn’t have a fixed address.

Remember that each choice you make will inform the physical experience of wearing the costume, too. A costume that the actor can’t move in is bad design! What does this character need to do in their clothes, and how do the elements of design you established above intersect with that? Do they need to physically carry all their worldly goods? Will they sleep or fight in this outfit? Will they need help donning their fancy clothes? No matter how independent and stand-offish your traveling female thief is, she’ll probably need help lacing up a back-fastening corset, so ponder the physical realities of the garments you might include, and ask if they fit with your big picture.

If this is overwhelming, pick one adjective and build your design around that, instead. Do you want people to see your character as, primarily, tough? Independent? Scatterbrained? Confident? Timid? Otherworldly? Brainstorm how your adjective could bleed out onto their clothing— not just by giving them individual props (this character is tough because he wears lots of knives!), but by thinking in terms, again, of audience impression (this character is tough because he wears hard textures and has no extra frills!). Grab a print-out croquis (try here) and do some drawings, like you’re making paper dolls. (It’s okay if they’re shitty. Mine are hilariously bad.) How can you make a character look confident, tough, timid, or otherworldly using shapes, colors, and textures, rather than building up from individual items?

For more insight on how to do this, consider reading more about costume design for film and stage. This is a good, quick crash-course in how to start thinking about character design. Give it a shot!

In Conclusion

Start from the ground up and ask what you want to convey to your “audience”— ie, your fellow fighters. The result will be more coherent than if you build stuff up, piece by piece.

Next time, I put my own neck on the chopping block as we look at how I built up my Ilsa character using some of these elements of design. ‘til then, tell me what YOU do to design your character! :)

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*There’s an argument in favor of subtlety— you probably don’t want to look like a cookie-cutter ranger— but the failure state of “subtle” often “incoherent” or “muddled.” Pick your poison. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Red Rider and the Tyranny of the Seven Wolves - Part 2 Chapter ??? Draft

I did this as part of an idea of writing setpieces and then doing the rest of the story around them, this one in particular is the beginning of the one for the early part of Part 2 of my story. It’s went through exactly zero editing but here it is!

Francine stepped out of the changing room, her black and white dress' glittering diamonds in the fire of the shop dazzling the onlooking Clover. “Oh, Miss Francine, you're so elegant looking!” Francine gave a small smile at the compliment. “Do you have anything special to wear, Clover?” She asked. Clover shook their head and replied, “Yep, wearing it now!” They motioned to their rather regular looking robe. “My nicest robe, I call it my professor's robe!” Francine smiled and covered her mouth. “What pseudonym were you using again?” Clover smiled and put their hands on their hips, puffing out their chest. “Professor Franklin!” They proudly boomed. “He was a very important professor at the library!” Francine tilted her head slightly, her smile fading a little. “Do you think that name would be on the guest list?” Clover's smile only grew larger. “Scientists need no guest list!”

“I am going to freaking kill you!” A voice screaming from the other changing room. “You're gonna have to help me, I don't even know how to get this tight whatchamacallit on!” Francine yelled back, barely containing laughter, “It's called a corset, and that would be very inappropriate!” Ophelia yelled back, “Ain't nothin' you haven't seen!” Francine hid her face in her hands. Clover's attention slowly drifted toward her, and as they were about to speak up Ophelia exploded out of the changing room. The dress suited Ophelia's large figure, being puffed out with plenty of frills and lace. It was a mixture of pink and purple hues, with gold buttons adorning the middle. “Just one more thing,” Francine said as she placed a white sun hat with plenty of flowers on the sheep's head. Between Ophelia's constant droning of 'I hate you' Clover adorned their own large, brown, wide-rimmed hat that they had been saving just for a special occasion. “Very scientific,” they whispered to themselves.

Crickets sang at the beginning of the night hours later, the time for the ball had arrived and Francine made her way to the front doors of the large, elegant mansion with her companions in tow. “Name?” The large bovine of a doorman stared at the frowning crowd. “D'oeuvre, and this is my plus one.” The doorman stared at the list intently. “Ah, yes, here you are, and uh...” He looked down at the sheep's large, black boots. “Is that really proper attire for this event, m'am?” Ophelia stared him in the eye for a moment before stomping down on his foot, causing him to yelp and kneel down to tend to it. Clover whipped by with the other two while he was down. “I told you to change those shoes!” Francine whispered harshly. “I will put on this stupid, fancy dress but you can pry these boots off my cold, dead feet.” The ball room was expansive, arches on either side of a larger center with a large stage at the other end. Light conversation echoed across the hall, carried by acoustics and interspersed with the crackling of the large fireplace. The two made their way up to the snack table, which was decorated with all manner of both dragon meat and vegetables. “Oh man, I am starving!” Ophelia began digging in to a salad bowl, holding it in one hand and using the serving spoon to stuff it into her mouth. “Ophelia, you really shouldn't eat that like that,” Francine sighed. “You remember the mission, right?” Ophelia waved the spoon at Francine dismissively. “Of course, of course, look around for any clues as to what this guy's soul container is, then we whack 'em.” Francine groaned and pulled Ophelia away, causing her to drop the salad.

The stage's curtains opened as all conversation stopped, the squeaking of the metal pulleys echoing throughout. A rather small frog man in white robes stepped forward and raised his hand. “Hear ye, hear ye, please welcome the host of the ball and absolute ruler of Elam, his majesty, King Vukal!” Right on cue, a towering figure slowly made it's way from behind the left curtain. He had a wolf's face, but the tail of a chameleon and armored body of an armadillo. In one hand he swirled red wine, and spoke after taking a small sip. “I'd like to thank you all for coming this evening... not that you had much of a choice, am I right?” The guests laughed nervously among themselves. “No, but really, I do hope you have a good time, as I aim to set myself apart from my brutish and barbaric siblings.” Ophelia shoved her elbow into Francine's side. “That's him, but I don't see anything too obvious yet...” Francine shushed Ophelia.

The wolf exited the stage and a string quartet took his place. The melody was soft but pleasant and many of the guests began taking their partners for a dance. Francine smiled, holding her hand out. “No, no, no god dam...” Ophelia was cut off by Francine grabbing her hand which she had extended apparently rather subconsciously. The two began rather awkwardly dancing, Ophelia's large boots frequently stomping Francine's toes. The alpaca kept leading her partner, the other slowly picking up albeit reluctantly. The two stared into each other until all went dark. The crackling of the fire was no longer audible and a cold gust swept through the hall. “Don't panic, the fire just went out!” The frog man exclaimed. “What is all this?” Vukal also said. “My guests cannot dance in the dark, Samuel!” There was an audible hurried scurrying and the fire was lit within minutes. The hall illuminated once more to relieved sighs. The two were still staring into each other, but much closer. Their lips were meeting and their noses were touching. Both of their eyes shot open as they gazed wide-eyed for a moment. They broke apart and began breathing heavily. “What was that?!” Ophelia exclaimed.

“Is there an issue?” A large voice boomed behind both of them. Francine turned around, about to explain the lack of a larger issue. She stopped dead when she was met with the towering figure of Vukal, glaring down at them with equal amounts of concern and annoyance. “N... no, just...” Francine stopped as Vukal glared at them harder. “You two look familiar, I know I've seen you both before.” The alpaca composed herself, swallowing her shame. “Uh, I am a, uh, D'oeuvre, we are rather well known around the continent.” Vukal's expression shifted a bit. He contemplated her words for a moment, Francine sweating enough to turn the hall into a reservoir within time. His expression changed to a large grin as he put his hands on both of their shoulders. “Of course! The D'oeuvre's!” He boomed, pulling them both toward the stage. “You are the guests of honor, of course!” Vukal laughed. Francine's expression changed to a massive fake smile behind the terror she felt at that moment. Ophelia glared menacingly up at Vukal, reaching behind her back slowly. “I'd like to welcome our guests of honor, D'oeuvre and friend!” He laughed as he pat both of their backs. This threw Ophelia off and she dropped her axe on the floor, crashing right out of her pocket dimension. “Huh?” Vukal looked in the direction of the metal clanking on the marble floor.

“What do you mean D'oeuvre, that's me!” A voice from the hall shouted. Francine looked toward the sound and froze immediately. Her eyes grew wider and breathing labored once more. “D...dad?” she whimpered out. “An axe?” Vukal whispered to himself. “No... this wool... that weapon... I know exactly who you are.” Ophelia glared up at him and grabbed her axe from the floor, taking a battle stance. “Then you should know what I'm about to do, you pretentious snobby wolfie-boy!” Vulak growled and pounded his fist into the floor, sending tremors throughout the hall and a pillar of sand up beneath Ophelia's feet. She jumped back and landed just before it could launch her. “Francine, we have to move!” She grabbed the other's arm and began tearing through the hall. “Guards, don't let them escape!” Vulak screamed. A flurry of wolf guards poured from the sides of the hall, from all parts of the building after the pair. “Dad...” Francine muttered to herself, still in shock.

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More RP Fun With Sea & Shore Enterprises, Inc! But first, how many of you are like me and LOVE hunts?  If so, BLOSSOM store is participating in a hunt, Stupid Cupid, with this sexxxxy item, Wild Thoughts lace in red.