#direheterosis

[madeinkarlan]

Event Starter | @direheterosis​

Anya had already been locked out of her home thanks to the ‘ice,’ and so sought out the closest and iciest friend she knew to see if she could do anything to help. She figured even in the winter Priscilla might be at Prizzy Bees, and she was correct! Unfortunately, Priscilla was just as locked out.

After some brief chatting about current events, a realization hit Anya and she needed to ask.

“...”

“Are the bees... going to be alright... ?”

#direheterosis #thread: Priscilla 11 #EV: Shine Bright

[abyssalhowl]

Running with @direheterosis​

Golden Ward still makes her uncomfortable, with it being so much different than the places she’s used to living. As such, she’s making slow progress towards Priscilla’s house.

Even with dulled human senses, the lights are too bright, the noises too loud, and the unfamiliar scents overwhelming. Sif stops to take a break in a place well known to her; the Netwalk. She’s not sure if the pups recognize her but they greet her all the same as she sits down on a bench.

If she’s being honest with herself, she isn’t entirely sure where Pricilla’s house is from here without her nose to guide her. Maybe this is an appropriate use of her phone? She’s seen others use theirs to ‘text’ many times.

[txt] To: Lady Priscilla

[txt] Greetings, my Lady. It is I, Sif.

[txt] If tis not too inconvenient for thee, would thou meet me at the Netwalk? I am ashamed to sayeth I did get lost on the way to thy house.

[txt] I would very much like to see thee, as I hast much to sayeth to thee.

#direheterosis #priscilla 02 #isola event: maskerade festival #(let me know if you need me to change anything!) #(oh lawd she can text now)

[justmezzingaround]

Starter | @direheterosis​

It was the end of the work day, and Mezzi was leaning over the counter, resting on her arms, atop her very tall stool that she acquired to be able to do exactly this. Winter time wasn’t the best time for anything bees, so there wasn’t really much to do all day... but that isn’t why she was bored. Actually, she wasn’t bored at all, just looking a bit glum if anything.

She lifted her head a little as Priscilla walked out of the back, catching her attention right away.

“Hey. Priscilla?”

“Are you heading home right away today?”

#direheterosis #thread: Priscilla 04

[nooklisms]

@direheterosis liked for a starter

{ 🍃 }  — “Oh, Priscilla!” Tom Nook strode across the shop floor, heavy box teetering in his paws with the many jars of honey clinking inside. Despite the dead weight nearly crushing him, he offers the boss a polite greeting, always with the usual face of customer services. A shame he couldn’t offer a paw to shake right now, too! But the stock came first, as did the management of the shop -- typical, that he would stock the shelves and no doubt dive into finances right after. A round of golf was terribly needed at some point...

“Hello! Hm, don’t be afraid, oh no. I have this under control!” Mostly. He hoped, eyes wide as he slips a paw against the clean floor and barely regains his balance. Having the boss’ steely gaze only made him more nervous, stood in place and unsure how best to proceed. It wasn’t like there was anywhere to put it down...

#direheterosis #[ direheterosis 01 ] #[[a prizzy bee starter if u don't mind !]]

[memovouloir]

{;EVENT STARTER @direheterosis​}

“Wooahh...”

Memo stared as Priscilla walked past, then couldn’t help but call out to her just after Memo had fallen a few steps behind. “Y-You’re like, the coolest dragon type I’ve ever seen...!”

Her hands were balled up in loose fists held up to her chest, eyes filled with child-like wonder—and considering her child-like age she’d been reverted to, that was only fitting—looking up at Priscilla who was a great deal taller than her and yet unknown to Memo somehow younger (in mental maturity, anyway).

“D.. Do you want anything? Anything!”

#direheterosis #{;ENCOUNTER: Priscilla 10} #{;SPECIAL ENCOUNTER: Proxy}

[forsakenpumpkin]

@direheterosis​ liked for a starter!

“Well, haven’t seen you in a while!” Hard to forget someone that tall and that often mentioned by the Nightmare Knight, though. “Get any better at swimming?”

#direheterosis #priscilla 2 #c'mon say a cool line {{ IC }}

[tcndtheflame]

@direheterosis

“What is our purpose here?" ‘I’m sorry, I’m not sure about that.’ “Of course. Thou art simply just...a tool. Am I wrong?” Having a conversation with her phone didn’t seem like the most productive way to go about her situation, but she was learning more and more about it as she asked more and more questions. It seemed she’d have to figure out her way through this by trial and error. Or...she could ask someone for help. Ah, but to her that was such an unfamiliar thing. Reaching out to others.

However, as soon as she perceived a large figure close to her own, she stood; dusted off her robe and approached. Politely holding her hands together, she gave the stranger a slight bow of the head. “Excuse me, I apologize if I’m bothering thee, but I am a fire keeper. Do you know if there is a place for me here? I am quite confused, and my little...tool...is not helping in this matter.”

#direheterosis

[silversurvival]

if silverash is shocked or surprised by the tall, draconian lady in front of him, he does not show it. instead, he only displays mild curiosity, and he wonders if the figure in front of him is from this world or if she is from another place like him. but, he pushes his thoughts aside, as he had another reason for seeking the person in front of him. 

it had been a gamble, wandering around, asking people if they’ve known anyone from his world. everyone he’s concerned and affiliated with haven’t been found in this world -- a slightly comforting thought -- but, it’s still worth seeking, finding information, as he tries his best to forge a way forward.

“pardon, but are you the owner of prizzy bees?” he asks casually, looking up at the imposing, but strangely gentle figure in front of him. “i only recently arrived here,” he introduces himself,  “i figured you have a store and you would have your fair share of customers, so i would like to ask if you heard of cliffheart, perhaps?” his youngest sister, the one with the illness, is the person he’s most concerned about, but, after a pause, he continues, “or maybe pramanix? they have features similar to my own.”  

he hopes the answer would be no, as they’re more likely to be safe back in their world, away from this foreign nonsense. 

                                                      @direheterosis​

#❝ THE FOOL FLAUNTING HIS GALLANTRY REACHES NONE IN HIS VANITY » 【IC】 #direheterosis #priscilla.01 #i have changed this #but let me know if there's anything else i should change!

[whohassummonedme]

💭

Man, I love Priscilla.

She’s such a delight. What a wonderful girl.

#direheterosis

[haemoneiron]

Tis the season. A whole year had passed, old friends and the new. Why not, she thought. She had such a grand living space and she owed so much to those close to her, a little appreciation could go a long way after all. 

TO: [Selected group] FROM: Crow

[->] Hello, friends. [->] Some of you may remember, for others this may be news to you. [->] But it has been almost a year since the party at my estate. [->] I am eager to host another this year and make a tradition out of it. [->] It would please me greatly if you could attend. Your company is treasured. [->] There will be food, drinks, music, hot tubs and more.  [->] Later this month is what I have in mind. [->] RSVP [->] 🙂

@memovouloir @beckonsosweetly @headmastering @landsharkbite @suplex51 @theseaswept @direheterosis @bigbangsmasher​ @anglerfishnabe​ @latrocinari​ @naranciao​​ @ferroics​ @fantasynature​ @underteika​

OOC: 

I tagged you under a readmore to spare the dash.

Right! Not a whole lot to this! Last year around this time Crow hosted a party in her castle. A nice excuse to unwind after a year of both IC and OOC stress and she wants to do it again. It’s not a group thread but more of a timed setting where all our muses could be in one environment. You can thread with her, you can thread with each other or you can do neither because there’s no obligation to do anything. 

There will be food, drinks both alcoholic and not, music and scintillating conversation. She has three different hot tubs, games rooms and ghosts of deep sea life in her garden.

For a bit of coherency I will use the tag #cainhurstholidayspecial 

No defined date yet! IC it will probably be on a weekend mid to late November and OOC threads can start on one weekend and go on for as long as you’d like them to. Maybe the 24th?

Feel free to respond IC or message me in my inbox, IM or on twitter (but if you respond IC don’t tag everyone again for the sake of all of us.)

#memovouloir #beckonsosweetly #headmastering #landsharkbite #suplex51‌ #theseaswept‌ #direheterosis #bigbangsmasher #anglerfishnabe #latrocinari #ferroics #fantasynature #underteika #naranciao #cainhurstholidayspecial

[holidayofiuco]

"Hoooyy! Merry Christmas little one! I have a scarf for thee! I do not expect a gift in return but I would not say no!"

Instantaneous scarfification! With every scarf she added, she could only grow more powerful. In return she’s presented... a bee costume, complete with wings. “Bzz, bzz. It means thank you in bee.”

#holidayofiuco #direheterosis

[madeinkarlan]

Starter | @direheterosis​

Pramanix had made a few visits to the Garden of Ash in the last month, fascinated by the wide variety of flowers she could find there, some that looked out of this world entirely. What caught her eye this last time, though, was a bundle of hyacinths; she recalled Priscilla mentioning them as her favourite at one point, so she made quick work of gathering them in a clay pot to take home.

Well, Priscilla’s home that is. She didn’t even go to her own house first, worried as she was that any delay might wilt the flowers or some other nonsense worry like that, so she was still covered in a layer of ash. Months ago, she might’ve cared about that, but less so now, and not at all when Priscilla opened her front door after Priscilla knocked.

She held the pot high above her head up to Priscilla and spoke quietly, almost embarrassedly.

“I-I found these in the Garden of Ash... you said you liked them... right?”

#direheterosis #thread: Priscilla 07

[abyssalhowl]

Running with @direheterosis​

Circling the person in front of her warily, Sif wasn’t sure what to make of them just yet. This was the first creature in the new world she had encountered who was taller than herself, and that could prove to be quite a threat. They certainly didn’t look like anyone Sif had seen so far, with a fluffy white coat and tail. She wondered just what sort of creature they were.

Still keeping a safe distance from the other, she continued to circle around them. She was trying to make it downwind and catch their scent before they moved. Hopefully that would give her a better idea of what she was dealing with. The wind picked up suddenly and blew in her direction.

An aroma so strange, Sif was sure she had only smelled anything like it once before; Priscilla’s mixture of ‘dragon’ and ‘divine’ was unmistakable. She had certainly grown since the last time Sif saw her as a pup, but then again, Sif supposed she had also gotten bigger over the many years.

With a happy bark, Sif charged forward, right towards her old friend. When she reached the other she jumped up, attempting to plant her forepaws on Priscilla’s shoulders in a friendly greeting.

#direheterosis #priscilla 01 #lmk if you want me to change anything! #happy puppy! #i think we've well established sif is not great at recognizing people based on sight

[terribletornado]

@direheterosis

Tatsumaki was floating throughout the various streets of Fibonacci Ward, as she often did. Making rounds of patrols had become a new hobby, as she had little else to do in order to occupy her time. Without a hero’s association to give her missions, Tatsumaki found other ways to fulfill her duties as a hero-- or, so she thought. The patrols she frequently made were typically fruitless...

However, upon turning a corner in mid air, Tatsumaki suddenly jerked back at the sight she saw-- a towering figure, cloaked in black robes. Face to face with a skull rather than an actual face, Tatsumaki scowled. Even in the low light, she could easily see how suspicious this individual looked.

“You!”

“What are you doing out here, this late? Are you causing trouble around here?”

#hello!! #ty for the like #if you'd like me to change anything pls let me know! #direheterosis #direheterosis 01 #( ic. )

[gentomologist]

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"Happy Birthday Gonta!" You get one soft fluffy hug.

Well, this is certainly the first time he can say he’s had his boss say happy birthday to him! He wasn’t expecting a hug today but he more than welcomes it, even if it makes him blush a little. “Thank you, Priscilla-san!”

#direheterosis #softe

[memovouloir]

“Happy Holidays, Memo! Thou art mine best friend and while how I love thee does not change because of a particular day, I am glad for any opportunity to express it.” Cue the biggest, spinny hugs. “I have a gift for thee!” The box was wide and long, but shallow. Inside was large, extravagantly thick, luscious cloak as white as snow. Around the collar and trim was exceptionally fluffy and sparkled gently in the light.

Priscilla’s hugs were always nice, but especially the spinny ones. She lifted her arms like a child wanting to be picked up for Priscilla to easily lift her and spin her around, enjoying the temporary burying in Priscilla’s warm, fuzzy clothing.

“Happy holidays to you toooooooooo~” she said, muffled through the fabric and barely audible, really, you could have said that earlier and it would have been fine Memo—

She carefully opened the box, in case it was fragile even though Priscilla didn’t say as much, and made a cute “Ahh!” excited noise when she saw what was in it.

“Pris! This is so cute!”

She lifted it up, watching the sparkles catch the light as she turned it side to side. She was captivated by the glittery fluffiness... for all of a few seconds, before she started to wrap it around herself like a blanket and decidedly not like a cloak.

“It’s so warm..... between this and the scarf, pretty soon I’m gonna be a whole other Priscilla. Thank you! I love you!”

#{;CHRISTMAS} #direheterosis