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catch all >> september

WHO >> Fandaniel & All These Random September Threads
WHAT >> Various closed threads.
WHEN >> September
WHERE >> Around the game.
Content Warnings >> nsfw stuff, suicidal ideation, and then some... looks at smudged writing on hand... wholesome cooking threads? what?

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[ Welcome to the lovely Sieden Hotsprings.

A hot springs tucked away in a most unexpected place: the volcanic mountains of a fire Field. The idea of steeping yourself in hot water when you’re already sweating beneath your armor might not sound appealing on paper, but one dip in these healing waters will cure you of that misconception in an instant. Both online and off, you’ll find your minor aches and pains alleviated, your headaches cured and your fatigue relieved.

The springs are flanked by an inn whose proprietors eagerly insist upon trying the local delicacies: spa-boiled mantid eggs and hot sake. When eaten together, you’ll find that your worldly troubles feel, well, worlds away. Spending a night at the inn guarantees your anxieties remain at bay.

And this, in fact, is Fandaniel's first trip here. He's heard of it, certainly, and he's had it in his mind to pay a visit eventually. Why not now? And why not with Hector? And why not now, when it would seem they'll be the only two players taking up the springs? That part is merely sheer chance but Fandaniel won't turn his nose up at it.

So that will be here Hector will find him. He's already in the spring, bare of armor and clothing but the steam and occasional bubbling of the hot spring does a good job of covering that up. Having arrived earlier, he didn't think to wait up, and he's had the NPCs running the little inn in the middle of this ridiculous lava field drop off fresh towels, boiled eggs, and, most importantly, sake.

He's already sipping some, naturally, and enjoying how the hot water strips away all the tension of the long, incredibly odd week he's had.

If only he could get this kind of service in reality... ]

[ A blessing, the croaky voice had said at the end of the dungeon, but he didn't feel blessed. Fandaniel didn't feel any different at all, actually! Well, no matter. Though he did get some... interesting loot, to say the least, and that got a laugh or two out of him in these dire times.

Interesting enough that he imagines Fai might like them instead of him, so back in Lumina Cloth, he pauses briefly at the @ home entrance of that root town, hesitant, if only for a second. Considering his last encounter with Yael... Would Fai even want to see him? Had Yael even told?

With a shake of his head, he decides to find out, and wanders on into Fine Wine in search of Fai, those awful new Fish Flops equipped. ]

[ Though after his visit to Fine Wine, he more or less flees the place to find what he hopes to be solitude in his own guild hall, which isn't the best idea, considering Fai has access to it now, too, but... ]

Welcome home, my lord, hehehe~! [ Cultist Grunty trills a welcome, waving its hooves in the air spookily -- or so it imagines so -- as Fandaniel comes stumbling in. ] Can I assist you w--?

Close the entrance. Lock it up.

[ And last, at last, finally, Fandaniel abandons the guild halls completely. Sensibly, he should log off, run away, get away until this blessing has faded, but he yet lingers. Where else does he even have to go? What else to do? He hadn't meant for everything to go like... this.

Log in, stare at Mithrun's body for a few minutes, run an Area, and then begin collecting what he needs for picnics and dinner parties and just... cooking! In general. It should have been fine, not this! Not this disgusting urge to spill his darkest secret to anyone he encounters!

But now his wandering has taken him out to the sky islands once more. The familiar voice on the wind he seeks has been patched out, no longer able to simply stand here and listen to her cheerful, happy laughter, asking him to come play with her. Now it's only wind... empty wind... and Fandaniel stands once more on the edge of one of the islands, staring out into the void. ]

[ The invites have been sent, the date and time set, and now all that's left to do is cook. Early, early, so very early — around 1 a.m. in Tokyo — Fandaniel is online and puttering around the kitchen that's spontaneously appeared in Telophoroi's @ home. He and Cultist Grunty worked it out, found a place to slide it in, and then he bade the guild's grunty to go prepare the meeting room for the meal.

Cultist Grunty can be found trundling about, pointing hooves at spots on the walls and rafters and wiggling them, making spooky sounds, before poofing proper decor into existence, but Fandaniel?

Fandaniel is in the kitchen, slicing, dicing, chopping, and prepping for the various dishes on the menu.

Interested in joining him? Feel free to slip on into the kitchen but keep your fingers to yourself! There are no bowls to clean yet! ]

[ Ah, Lumina Cloth. The lights, the gambling, the food, the nightlife! All of it is ignored by Fandaniel as he decides to log on in the dead of the night for him — less so for other places in the world, of course — and go wandering through the streets and alleys of the city. When he's restless like this and here, in this city?

That can only mean one thing.

He's looking for a few easy PKs and he's been stalking one player for a few minutes now. A white-haired Blade Brandier that he, admittedly, doesn't know well. One of the testers he doesn't think he's spoken with before... hm... ]

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Δ Confused Fool’s Hideout

Post-Saddened Military Cathedral - for Fai

Post-Saddened Military Cathedral - for Owen

Post-Saddened Military Cathedral - for Shoka

cooking with mr fandango