Shadowcaller wrote: ↑Oct 13, 2023 3:50 pm
[Double Dragons]
Ambrosia had certainly not heard that sort of compliment about her handwriting before.
She was getting the impression that Sally was easily excitable.
"I've heard of that yes. So that part makes sense if its common among your kin. However, something more unusual must have happened during your sleep then." Though she had as much of an idea as Sally of what it could be.
"But... erm, moving on. What kind of dragon would you describe yourself as, Sally? Is your kin normally as small as you are or are you just young?" As much as Sally could be described as 'small' in any sense.
[Double Dragons]
That's a good impression to have about Sally! Because it is extremely true!
"Oh it probably did! But I was asleep. So afraid I do not remember!" She admits with another grin. It's like trying to remember if you snore while you're asleep! Or . . . or something like.
"Pink!" Came Sally's immediate answer to the next question, of what type of dragon.
"Though ummmmmm. I don't thiiiiiiink everybody's as small as I am. I used to be Silver! If that helps at all! And if I try really hard to exhale a lot I can make some kinda cold breaths!" Either the most underwhelming description of a breath attack, or she . . . can only really manage a cold puff.
"I- . . . dunno how old I am though."
* author's note, Sally is an adult, Sally was an adult before she went honk shoo, she just genuinely doesn't remember exact numbers, because I've never decided them. But 'young adult' is accurate.
"Sorry! But whatever it was, it's all that plus about two years since I woke up for realzies and started to muck about again!"
Meowmai wrote: ↑Oct 14, 2023 10:01 am
Meepy Borb
Roxanne, blinks, not expecting that level of excitement or interest to grow so suddenly. But then she leans in. Not everyday you hear someone actually interested to hear about your work.
"Well, it's maybe not the most respected field of biology, but, I'm a cryptozoologist! Which... well, it's sorta complicated here, cus what even is a cryptid when basically everything can be real? But it's fascinating, right? The line between biology, myth and folklore. When does an creature become normal? What even defines that!?" The harpy leans in closer.
"I've got whole lines of theories about what defines them, y'know, sometimes I start to think we create them through belief. And the biology is all over the place. Just think what we could do if we learned how they worked! The scientific advancement!"
The harpy, so tired and dour before, launches full force into this ramble, completely unaware that she might even be rambling.
Honk Shoo Fwend Orb
"Oh my gosh you study those funny computer coins with animals on them?" Sally that . . . cryptozoologist is not just the word 'crypto' and 'zoologist' together.
"But yeah that sounds amazing! Like, since I got here, I've seen things I'd only ever heard about in stories, right? That's gotta be fun!!" She listens a bit more, nodding several times.
"It's like, like, like gods right? They exist because we believe in them. Same logic right?"
It's okay Roxanne! Sally doesn't realize you're rambling either! She's having fun!
Morty wrote: ↑Oct 22, 2023 10:10 am
A green-haired woman in a poncho and a straw hat walks into the Garnet. Her eyes are bloodshot and she's squinting most of the time. There's a heaviness around her that suggests difficult trials - or rather, to the discerning eye, a hangover resulting from heavy drinking. She slowly makes her way to the bar, peering at the menu without much familiarity. She knows of coffee, but this way of serving it is new to her.
Sally has enough scenes at the moment, it can be the cute cowgirl's turn to greet somebody!
Ber'ri is about 5'3", and is a quite curvy cowgirl -- though compared to *Sally* . . . -- she has cute horns that are weirdly gemlike and purple, with smooth flat surfaces, polished, see through, they look like perfectly carved cow horn shaped amethysts. Sharing space atop her head is her mint green hair with flecks and strands of gold running throughout, her eyes are purple, and share the same tones a hues as her horns. And she is, all in all, pretty hemkin' adorably pretty.
"Oh he-" Ber'ri notices very quickly how quite . . . absolutely hungover this poor newcomer is, and she tones back the amount of energy in her voice, to avoid being overwhelming and possibly hurting someone with a sensitive head.
"Hey there." She says, still quite friendly, but . . . quieter.
"Welcome to the Garnet. Can I get you some coffee? You like you could use it." As she talks, she can't stop her hands fidgeting slightly, and her nails are also cutely purple, to match her horns and eyes.
And . . .
. . .
And still gemlike, the way the light refracts off of them.