Rutherford wrote:DAY 1: Introduce yourself!
Username: ambopteryx
Prompt:
Parsifal, little ball of energy they were, bounced a few times in place before speaking, causing every single bell on their person to ring and jingle. It was little bounces instead of the more exaggerated jumps they preferred due to the mug of hot chocolate clutched in their paws. It would be a shame, and likely a bit painful, if it spilled!
"Oh, uh! I'm Parsifal!" They drew out the syllables in their name more than was strictly needed. Parsifal took a sip of their hot coca and squeaked- too hot, still too hot! Parsifal shook their head to recover (jinglejinglejingle) before blowing a little on the cup in attempt to cool it a bit. Oh, there were more things they needed to say, right? "And I like, uh I like!" They made a few sing-song chiming noises before managing to get out, "Music! Bells and sounds!" At the mention of blue, their ears perked up- "Blue! I like blue, too!" Running a paw through their hair, they finished with, "Also orange! Orange and blue, orange and blue!"
Rutherford wrote:DAY 2:
Rutherford takes a bite of his cookie. "Let's see now, I come from Castellina, way up in the clouds. It's a pretty place, we got all sorts of castles and villages. Some of y'all might've heard about the Festival of Dreams, ooh boy, you ain't seen no fireworks till you see those punchers. We even have a goddess too, she provides the magic for us. Huh? Oh, nah, I havn't seen 'er. She's a mystery, that's for sure... don't tell anybody else, but I have a crush on her. Pah! Enough about ol' me, where might you come from?"
Username: ambopteryx
Prompt:
With overly-aggressive nods (JINGLEJINGLEJINGLE), Parsifal held onto each of Rutherford's words. With a few quick whistles of seemingly random notes, Parsifal said, "Oh, Castellina! I know that!" They haven't been there, as far as they could remember, but Parsifal was pretty sure they've talked to someone from there before? Maybe?
"I'm from... Somewhere! Everywhere!" Parsifal waved his hand around to accentuate the point (jinglejinglejingle), a vague gesture for a vague statement- but that was the best way Parsifal could explain it. Parsifal went to wherever they went, and came from wherever they were. It was a combination of Parsifal traveling a lot and having absolutely no sense of direction. They were drawn to places and people of music and noise and song- in fact, Parsifal had simply wandered into this Wintertide celebration entirely by chance!
(just a little bit of catch-up today, whoops)
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