Goo-O-Ween 2023 / 🪦Cathedral of the Cursed🪦

[annaebell]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: https://toyhou.se/20028754.dasu
If Art, NPC? nope
Entry:

Bubs, having bitten into the bench, almost immediately releases the wood. The way it crunches under his teeth is gross. Though the taste is tolerable, much like an over aged cheese.

And then his attention is being stolen away by another goobie, one that sounds rather angry at them. Not that Bubs knows why.

He tilts his head this way and that before exclaiming, "Bub know funny trick! You goo sound not happy. Trick make you less grumpity. Goo want see?"

He doesn't wait for the mystery goobie to answer before pulling a deck of card from inside the thick black fur around his neck. He does some fancy shuffling tricks but then ends up spilling half the deck with a small "oh no" before scrambling to pick them all up.

[imabanditø]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: neptune
If Art, NPC?: yes! crim
Entry:

neptune tried to put the goobie in a better, less threatening mood. “uh.. trick or treat?” he asked, shakily showing her his candy bucket.

[mirinae535]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: Peanut
If Art, NPC? No
Entry: As Peanut wanders around the pulpit and helps a few other goobies gather the shards of glass strewn about the floor a sound makes him look up again. At first they still can't see anything in the darkness, but just as he goes to get back to work a flash of movement catches his eye. He strains to try and see what it is but eventually they notice a few patches of red and some white standing out against the black. He very nearly jumps right out of his fur as the colours move and a shape descends right into the middle of the group. They calm down after realising it's just another goobie, but his nervousness quickly comes back as she makes it very clear that she doesn't want them here. He watches as Grim and some other goobies try to calm the newcomer down and looks around to see if there's anything they can do. They notice a group of goobies have gathered on the other side of the pulpit looking down at the ground and decides to join them for now, keeping an eye on the others to make sure the situation doesn't escalate any further. Upon reaching the group he finds what the others were looking at, a trapdoor in the floor. His ears perk up as they swear he hears crying coming from inside, concerned as to who it could belong to. With one last look at the group gathered in the middle of the cathedral they make up their mind and descend into the trapdoor. He trusts Grim to be able to sort out everything with the strange goobie and that the others will help him, they're growing increasingly worried about the crying coming from the depths, he needs to make sure that whoever is down there is alright.

[EatingTuna]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: Jordbær
If Art, NPC? yes, crim
Entry: jordbær is very spooked,,,

[strawberrymwilk]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: elowyn
If Art, NPC? -
Entry:
elowyn gazed upon the new goob, she seemed to be radiating sadness. stepping forward she spoke out, "hello there, i promise we mean no harm. we just want to find out what happened here, if you'd be willing to help us?"

[lucas tazmily]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: amaryllis
If Art, NPC? n/a
Entry:

amaryllis's first thought was about how pretty the new goobie was. she was a dark grey with beautiful butterfly goo wings on her back. i wish i had butterfly wings, thought amaryllis.

the goobie's expression definitely wasn't friendly though. as she had been momentarily distracted, amaryllis hadn't heard a single word that has been exchanged. hopefully grim was figuring things out.

[lupiine]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: fenwick + wolf
If art or writing, Partner? solos
If Art, NPC? n
Entry:

Seeing the not quite, but almost, finished piece of artwork, they look at the gob. Fenwick shifts her focus more towards the agels in the pieces, not giving much thought or care into diabs. After all, the gobbess was much more pretty and made her feel more welcome.

As the group descends down, Fenwick stares at the new goobie in front of the group and find themselves filled with anxiety. Those around her seemed nervous too, but not for the same reason. Fenwick realized how large the group actually was and how close they were to her and found herself accidentally moving closer to the strange goobie. Looking at Wolf, it mouths the words "What do we do?" as they grab their bag and fiddle with a necklace that her girlfriend had given her to calm down.

[solos]

Prompt Day: 4
Goobie(s) Involved: wolf + fenwick
If art or writing, Partner? keeshond
If Art, NPC? (Yes/no? If so, who?)
Entry:

Wolf’s new friend looked at her, unknowing on what to do. What Fenwick didn’t know, was that she was going to ask the same thing! All Wolf really had skill in was entertainment skills, and I don’t think that a dance battle would help right about now! They might be friendly, but Wolf never lets her guard down too easily!

[Griff]

Day FOUR is CLOSED!

AliMonHun ; 2 candies
Nio ; 5 candies
Eevee55 ; 4 candies
Annaebell ; 4 candies
Imabanditø ; 10 candies
Mirinae535 ; 7 candies
EatingTuna ; 5 candies
Strawberrymwilk ; 2 candies
lucas tazmily ; 4 candies
Keeshond ; 3 candies
Solos ; 2 candies

[Griff]

The red and black goobie regarded them all, pacing around them in a circle. From time to time her battlestaff was extended as though to poke one of them, but it never touched any of them. Eventually she exhaled, and stopped in front of Grim. "...Call me crazy but I believe you lot," she remarks, shaking her head. "My name is Crimson. I am the protector of this cathedral. It was not always like this... not even close. But to understand the full story, there is someone that you need to meet." She gestures towards the others to follow her towards the pulpit before pausing.

"Has someone already found him? Hurry!" She calls, leading the way down. And for the one who thought to lick the goo from earlier... it tasted like dust. Well, taffy and cotton candy dust. As they go further and further down through the trap door, the group finds themselves at the entrance of a massive cellar. Crimson opened the doors to reveal... was this a nest? There were many large pillows and blankets, as though someone has tried to make a very large creature comfortable.

"Father... Father I am here. And I have brought friends. Please... look up okay? They're here to help." There was a stirring in the blankets, before a multitude of eyes turned to face the group. They were all set in a face that carried long dark hair that framed brown fur much like a beard might. The eyes were each a different color of the sky, but stained with tears. A closer look would reveal a pair of ears, both twitched down. Massive jagged teeth filled their maw, but one got the feeling if they smiled it would light the whole room.

"Who... who are you?" The Father asked, a pair of massive horns curled around his face. The goobies recognize the voice from before: this was the one who was wailing, crying. "If my Daughter trusts you than... so do I."

"Father... they want to help us. Tell them, tell them what happened here." The Father's shoulders sank a bit, as they pulled themselves upright from the blanket. He revealed gray and brown shoulders, and a massive serpent-like tail that idly twitched.

"Long ago my partner and I oversaw this cathedral. I was not always as you see me today. I prayed for strength, and was granted it. All gifts come with a cost however, and whether it was gob or gobbess or some other force that granted my wish I was bound here. A place like this, over the centuries, has accumulated power. It need an Overseer. Through it all, my partner stayed at my side. Glorious and beautiful, kind and strong, she and I looked over those who came here for so many centuries." He looked down then, a claw tracing the ground.

"...It was not to last. When the Gob and Gobbess fought, our kind was split again. You saw it. Many took their anger and sadness out here. Many came here to steal the treasures inside, the history. We both fought to protect this place... but there were so many that came that day. An organized group. And as we eventually got to a point where they fled having destroyed or taken all they could, she vowed to follow them. To make them pay and return everything. I could only watch her blue butterfly wings light the way into the forest and then... I never saw her again. I cannot leave here and my Daughter cannot follow alone... I forbid it. So here we are in this sad state today..." He finds himself crying again and sighs.

"I wished for strength but what good does it do me when I cannot leave here. Unless..." He pauses. "I wonder... can I lend you all my strength perhaps? A gift? I can try if... if... though it might manifest different for each of you..."

"We know we ask a lot of you, but perhaps together we can find my Mother. Or, at least, find out what happened to her..."

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Your goobie has met The Father and heard what happened... what will they do now? Will they help? Find a way to break Father free from the cathedral so he can come to? Stay behind because that's a LOT to ask for and keep him company? Find more help or accept the strange gift offered?

DAY FIVE IS OPEN!