[alphanea]

xxxxxxOwner TheSongOfTheStars
xxxxxxFable Name Thalia

base: seaweed
ears: bunny 1
tail: fae

there is celebration afoot and this little sea bunny simply must prepare! ...one problem is, they aren't too versed in terrestrial fable customs, so there is a chance the celebrations might have an unintentional oddness to them.

to win this fable describe what shenanigans happen during their attempt to make merry with their landlocked friends as a sea dweller!
you may participate with art (one piece) or writing, no word limit - just be advised, short and sweet, to the point and effective is more favoured over long, overcomplex and meandering for this one.
you're allowed to use another fable (or an NPC) as the one getting this celebration.



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entries accepted until 19th of june cs rollover.
extended until 21st of june, cs rollover.

also yes, i'm an artist now 🎉
i certainly did not sneak in through the back door that was left ajar.

[leaftail101]

Marrkkk!

Congrats on becoming an artist!!

[Exitium]

fable name: Amphitrite
prompt: Slipped on land like a cartoon character slipping on a banana peel, giving a gift of coral that broke off below in the ocean just for it to snap into dust up on land, and having a high speed chase for a game of "fish fish turtle" (duck duck goose)

Lots of shenanigans.

[kyeza]

fable name: caligo
prompt:


“thank you for your purchase!” caligo beams across the countertop at their first customer of the day. “have a happy fashion week!”

they receive a stare in return, the other clearly unimpressed by their enthusiasm.

velastri nobles were about as welcoming as they were secure in their status—and that is to say, not at all—but that didn’t stop caligo from being as cheery as ever, nor from practically sparkling with excitement.

it was once again that time of year, just before house velastri’s fashion week, during which artisans of all sorts gather in aviligne to present their fabrics and other materials to the nobility and their tailors in hopes of profiting off their wares.

caligo was one such artisan, born and raised in the lakeside village of evoncrest. they’d never before been invited to the festivities of fashion week themself, as velastri was very particular about their invitations and they were far from any kind of nobility. but their materials were in high demand for outfit-making and tailoring purposes right about now, with all the masquerade ball preparation, so they were welcomed into the township just this once.

the city itself was beautiful, an architectural marvel like nothing they’d ever seen before: white marble and pale sapphire, with grandiose ballrooms aplenty. quite the contrast from their shabby village home. the streets were crowded with fables, both nobles and common folk for this occasion, mingling amidst the vendors and perusing the goods.

caligo was so busy admiring the sights that they hardly noticed the fable standing in their path before tumbling into them, sending the basket of fabrics carefully balanced atop their back flying.

“oh, i’m so sorry! here, let me—” they start to offer, bending down to pick up the stray rolls of fabric.

the other cuts them off with a scoff. “you’d better be sorry. those were incredibly expensive and you’ll pay for what you’ve done to them!”

caligo winces, a pained smile painted across their features. “of course, no problem!” they pull out their coin purse, which gives a pitiful jingle. the fable makes a sound of disgust, before huffing a ‘nevermind’ and marching off with their basket in tow.

they glance around at the small crowd that’s gathered to watch the incident. “well that was nice of them! i was going to offer the last of my coin too, but i guess they decided they didn’t want me to have to pay after all,” caligo muses aloud.

singling out one of the nearby fables, adorned in layers of draping jewelry, they dart up to them, talking animatedly. “excuse me, is this your first time here?” not giving them time to respond, they continue, “mine too! isn’t it lovely? i just can’t believe i’m actually here, after all these years! it’s such a wonderful experience already and i can’t wait to—”

“how dare you insinuate that i’ve never been here before! i’m an esteemed guest, the height of nobility, and have been invited every year since the day i was born!”

caligo’s smile falters, “of course, of course, my mistake! i should have known from the glimmer of your jewels, good sir! which are truly beautiful, by the way,” they placate, genuine as ever.

the fable just huffs and turns to leave.

well that was close! they really needed to brush up on their etiquette, didn’t they. caligo sighs, a sparkle somehow still in their eye as they return to their booth. they peek around the corner to the neighboring stall, head tilted. “say, when do we get to go into the ball? i brought my outfit and everything!”

the vendor’s eyes widen almost comically. “we don’t get invited in, are you crazy?! only the nobility are allowed entry,” they explain. at caligo’s dismayed look, they continue. “but we do have our own little party, us artisans, tomorrow night, if you’d like to come?”

and so, although they aren’t invited to the main celebration of fashion week, the masquerade ball, they do still get to celebrate with the other artisans in a tavern just outside of town, where they no longer have to navigate awkward social situations with crabby nobles and can just be their bubbly self.

[♔Voltaire♔]

MARK OMG

[Nanorat]

fable name: Usagi
prompt:

Usagi was so happy she couldnt help bouncing for joy when she was asked by herd leaders to help with Summerstart holiday! It was the first celebration she'd spend with her new family, and she was excited to be an important part of it - her assigned job was preparing the snacks! And she did... oh she did.

In her eagerness to do everything perfectly, Usagi overlooked the fact that dry land is different from the sea - and the land-walkers have quite different tastes when it comes to treats... her mind still set on what "perfect" is according to the sea, she gathered all the most delicious snacks she could find - shrimps, lobsters, crabs, oysters! Usagi drooled as she was carefully peeling the chitin off tender meat and placing it inside the little baked baskets that Cara made, then covering them with hoof-made salty cream with algae and butter she made from crustacean tallow, and finally finishing by placing a small bit of pretty greens on top of each treat. The snacks turned out very deceptive delicious looking, yum!..

...So thought the other herd members as they took a bite of the special prepared treat, unsuspecting anything could be wrong. After that, a confused pause happened during which the herbivore part of the herd was attempting to discern what exactly they just put in their mouths, the taste was fishy and salty and like nothing most of them ever tried. Everybody had a lot of laugh when they realised what exactly was in the treats! But they werent angry at Usagi - thankfully the forest had already produced enough of other food for everyone to feast on, and the remaining deceptive treats were happily consumed by the predatorous part of the herd!

That day everyfable learned to sniff their food before eating.

[cherubim]

Mark!!

[ylesia]

fable name: Ana
prompt: It's the Herd leader's birthday and all are invited to attend. Ana was told that she should show up with a surprise for the guest of honour, possibly something personal and meaningful. Ana took it literally: she gathered some of her hair and tied it up with seaweed that had stuck to her as she was coming out of the sea and hid it in the birthday cake before they completed it. Would you say it is personal enough as a surprise?

[BASS]

fable name: Penn
prompt: tba!

[eel.]

fable name: Una
prompt:
“what’s a birthday?” Una asked, following Arthur as he lead her through the foliage.

“what’s a…” he paused to look back at her, his eyes wide. “are you being serious?”

“yes.”

“it’s, uh, a celebration of the day you were born.”

“why would you celebrate that?”

Arthur looked mystified. “because you’re a year older.”

“but why celebrate it?”

“I guess I don’t know.” he shook his head. “don’t you celebrate your birthday?”

“no. I didn’t even know that was a thing.”

“doesn’t anyone in the Underkingdom?”

“not that I’ve met.”

“so…you didn’t bring a gift?”

“was I supposed to?”

Arthur sighed. “yes. that’s what you do for someone’s birthday.”

“so you get gifts…for being born.”

“pretty much.”

“huh.” Una glanced around, wondering if there was anything in this forest that could make for a good gift. the foliage was similar to that of the islands she frequented, but the layout of this forest was foreign to her. she only ever met Arthur on the beach, and hadn’t yet travelled this far inland.

as Arthur led her toward the party, she stopped every so often to tug up a long blade of grass. if she had known this was a party with gifts, she would have brought shells or something, nothing so romantic as a bouquet of seagrass - or landgrass, in this case - but it would have to do.

Arthur, realizing Una had stopped, halted and turned again before raising his eyebrows. “what is that?”

Una rearranged the grass in her bouquet. “a grass bouquet. for your birthday. I know it’s a little much, but…”

she shuffled her hooves, suddenly nervous he wouldn’t like it, suddenly aware she didn’t really know what gifts Arthur was used to receiving.

but he smiled and gently took the bouquet from her. “I love it. now c’mon - let me show you how we land fables party.”