Jan 6, 2025 11:04 pm
A Birthday for Gertrude
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Jan 8, 2025 1:31 pm
Gertrude finishes another chapter in her book, then carefully folds down the corner of the page to save her place. She turns from the window to see that the Bed & Breakfast's living room was surprisingly empty. There was no sign of Parish, Sal, or anybody else for that matter. The only movement comes from Sal's unusually large goldfish Mojo, who swims in circles in his tank on the front desk.
Gertrude narrows her eyes behind her mask. "Sus," she declares...
Gertrude narrows her eyes behind her mask. "Sus," she declares...
Jan 8, 2025 7:42 pm
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Parish begins to muster the troops! The tiny frog paces back and forth on the counter, arms behind his back, as he surveys his forces. There’s Amelie, Sal, Hey Kid, the Moon Prince, and a veritable gaggle of guests. Some have been at the Bed & Breakfast for a while and others are new arrivals. A fine party-planning force, to be sure!
"Alright, listen up!" Parish croaks, puffing up his chest. "First, thank you all for volunteering to help plan Gertrude’s surprise birthday party. Of course, the most important part of a surprise party is the element of...well, of surprise. So, nobody mention anything to Gertrude about this!
"We must act swiftly and resolutely to get everything prepared. Once we have chosen a party venue, we will decorate it and make space for plenty of snacks and refreshments. While I work on the cake, you’ll want to go about acquiring and wrapping your gifts for her. And when everything is prepared, the party shall commence! Good luck. Gertrude is counting on us. Let’s not let her down!"
"Alright, listen up!" Parish croaks, puffing up his chest. "First, thank you all for volunteering to help plan Gertrude’s surprise birthday party. Of course, the most important part of a surprise party is the element of...well, of surprise. So, nobody mention anything to Gertrude about this!
"We must act swiftly and resolutely to get everything prepared. Once we have chosen a party venue, we will decorate it and make space for plenty of snacks and refreshments. While I work on the cake, you’ll want to go about acquiring and wrapping your gifts for her. And when everything is prepared, the party shall commence! Good luck. Gertrude is counting on us. Let’s not let her down!"
Jan 9, 2025 9:22 am
After some debate, the party planners decide on throwing the party in the B&B's piano room. Sal leads the way into the chamber, where a white baby grand piano stands up against one wall. Several overstuffed yet tasteful sofas and other modest furniture pieces are arranged around the room.
"Ah, the old piano room! I almost forgot this place exists, even though it's totally been her the whole time!" Sal says. "Yeah, it's been a minute since I tickled the ol' ivories. Well, it might need some dusting, but it's a good space. Let's get crackin'!" He cracks his knuckles for emphasis.
"Ah, the old piano room! I almost forgot this place exists, even though it's totally been her the whole time!" Sal says. "Yeah, it's been a minute since I tickled the ol' ivories. Well, it might need some dusting, but it's a good space. Let's get crackin'!" He cracks his knuckles for emphasis.
Jan 9, 2025 9:02 pm
Alex leans casually against the doorframe of the piano room, arms crossed, her head tucked neatly under one arm. He’s dressed in her signature leather jacket, adorned with patches and a few scorch marks from who-knows-what. A flame flickers faintly in the sockets of his severed neck, casting eerie shadows against the walls.
"I can dig it, baby," Alex drawls, smirking as he places her head back on his shoulders and adjusts it. "A surprise party for Gertrude." She pauses, then continues, "Now who's Gertrude and waddathey like? We can fire up my bike if we need to hit the road to snag the perfect gift. Ain’t a highway I can’t handle. And ain't a birthday party I care to miss." She flips his keys around her finger, then looks around. "And nobody, but nobody, better burn that cake! That’s my job."
"I can dig it, baby," Alex drawls, smirking as he places her head back on his shoulders and adjusts it. "A surprise party for Gertrude." She pauses, then continues, "Now who's Gertrude and waddathey like? We can fire up my bike if we need to hit the road to snag the perfect gift. Ain’t a highway I can’t handle. And ain't a birthday party I care to miss." She flips his keys around her finger, then looks around. "And nobody, but nobody, better burn that cake! That’s my job."
Jan 9, 2025 9:03 pm
At the opposite end of the room, Yola lowers herself into a creaky chair with a soft groan, her many branch-like limbs rustling as she settles in. A faint puff of cigar smoke escapes her leafy canopy as she rests her elbows on an end table and steeples her gnarled fingers together.
"Ooo, a surprise party, will it be?" Yola hums, her voice slow and smooth like honey over warm biscuits. "Well, I can’t think of a better excuse to pour a warm cuppa and celebrate a life well lived. Everyone needs a day to get properly fussed about."
Yola chuckles, then turns to the room. "What shall we do first? Gift gathering? Cake battering? Decor smattering?"
"Ooo, a surprise party, will it be?" Yola hums, her voice slow and smooth like honey over warm biscuits. "Well, I can’t think of a better excuse to pour a warm cuppa and celebrate a life well lived. Everyone needs a day to get properly fussed about."
Yola chuckles, then turns to the room. "What shall we do first? Gift gathering? Cake battering? Decor smattering?"
Jan 10, 2025 2:02 am
The large rhomboid prism that is the Ptisilith hovers in the kitchen and its glyphs glow and pulse several colors after Parish finishes laying out the plans for the party preparation. The dark grey stone floats into the Piano Room to help with sprucing things up. It manages to generate a light wind from one of its faces and attempts to help sweep the floor.
As it works, it also ponders inexplicably on what gift it might manifest for the victim of the birthday surprise. A low humming can be faintly heard by anyone that passes it by.
As it works, it also ponders inexplicably on what gift it might manifest for the victim of the birthday surprise. A low humming can be faintly heard by anyone that passes it by.
Jan 10, 2025 2:10 am
A large werewolf with incredible muscle tone bounds around the Piano Room with excitement. Her ripped clothes look similar to the ones Merv was wearing but the alpha introduces herself as Mel Larkin to anyone who asks. "Oooh! I love parties! Especially surprise ones! The look on Gertrude's face when we all jump out and say awrooo will be priceless!" she says with barely contained anticipation of the party. "What about a present though, Mel?! Perhaps a fresh bone still covered in bits of dried meat... No, no. It has to be something SHE would want. And I think I would rather get that for myself," she thinks out loud to herself.
Jan 10, 2025 9:22 am
"I might be able to help," a disembodied voice says a moment before Monday the fairy manifests in the piano room. They appear as if from nowhere, with silvery dust swirling around their wings. "There are plenty of gifts for sale in my gift shop, which absolutely has been here the whole time. You'll find the door next to the brick fireplace in the lobby. I have all sorts of knick knacks, gewgaws, tchotchkes, and t-shirts in stock. Surely something there would be the young lady's liking. And who knows, perhaps one of you fascinating newcomers will discover something there that fills your own heart near to bursting!"
The fairy smiles broadly, eyes twinkling like silver stars. "As for myself, I have just the gift in mind for our dear, sweet Gertrude..."
The fairy smiles broadly, eyes twinkling like silver stars. "As for myself, I have just the gift in mind for our dear, sweet Gertrude..."
Jan 10, 2025 11:09 am
"I'm going to make Gertrude her own custom comic book!" Hey Kid says with a grin. As they begin to scribble on their paper, Dog, Dog, n'Dog cautiously approaches Mel. Their three heads sniff the werewolf curiously, then they sit down and bark happily, tail wagging!
Jan 10, 2025 3:24 pm
Amelie is happy to see that the giftwrap they ordered arrived at the B&B on time!They quietly wrap their gifts and quietly decorate. As for the guest they invited…
Jan 10, 2025 3:50 pm
…they’re not so quiet!
"Hey! Wow! What a shindig! This might be the wildest party I’ve been to, as long as we only count parties appropriate for minors!" They turn to Hey Kid, and add, "By which I mean, the lack of alcoholic beverages will keep this party exactly at the right level of wild, know what I mean? Of course ya don’t, and you don’t wanna know! I don’t wanna know either, so let’s change the topic!"
They salute Parish since he’s old and bossy and good at being old and bossy.
"Gert can count on me, and so can you, gramps!" Since Alex volunteered for cake lighting, Wren says, "Okay… if we got a biker on cake, then a pilot must answer to a higher calling, altitudinally speaking. —by decorating the ceiling! HAAA!"
⚡️ Laugh at my own joke.Wren has cotton clouds and rainbow streamers. And they’d like to stick the sun on the light in the center of the room, but such a fancy chandelier looks best as-is.
"Ah! The perfect place for the sun!"
Wren sticks the yellow cardboard sun on the giant floating rock.
They ask Ptisilith, "Is that sunshine in your pocket, or are you just happy—" They glance at Hey Kid, then quickly change course as all great pilots do. "—because who wouldn’t be happy to have a pocket fulla sunshine! HAAAAA!!"
"Hey! Wow! What a shindig! This might be the wildest party I’ve been to, as long as we only count parties appropriate for minors!" They turn to Hey Kid, and add, "By which I mean, the lack of alcoholic beverages will keep this party exactly at the right level of wild, know what I mean? Of course ya don’t, and you don’t wanna know! I don’t wanna know either, so let’s change the topic!"
They salute Parish since he’s old and bossy and good at being old and bossy.
"Gert can count on me, and so can you, gramps!" Since Alex volunteered for cake lighting, Wren says, "Okay… if we got a biker on cake, then a pilot must answer to a higher calling, altitudinally speaking. —by decorating the ceiling! HAAA!"
OOC:
WHOOPSIE:⚡️ Laugh at my own joke.
"Ah! The perfect place for the sun!"
Wren sticks the yellow cardboard sun on the giant floating rock.
They ask Ptisilith, "Is that sunshine in your pocket, or are you just happy—" They glance at Hey Kid, then quickly change course as all great pilots do. "—because who wouldn’t be happy to have a pocket fulla sunshine! HAAAAA!!"
Jan 11, 2025 4:41 am
As Dog, Dog, n'Dog approach and sniff at Mel, she smiles a toothy grin and reaches down to scratch behind its ears (making sure to get each head) as the cerberus puppy sits down. Mel's claw jangles the middle head's collar as she takes her hand away. Then Mel sits down on the floor next to Dog, Dog, n'Dog and suddenly pricks her ears up. She looks intently at a blank spot of wall in the Piano Room. She stares and listens - seemingly at nothing - with a serious look on her face.
OOC:
Bingo: Listen to the secret truths of the natural world.[ +- ] Mel's Gift for Gertrude
A gold necklace (definitely NOT silver - bleh!) with a lantern pendant
0/3 tracks
0/3 tracks
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Jan 11, 2025 4:51 am
The Ptisilith doesn't react to Wren placing the sun decoration on it. But once the pilot finishes their joke, the stone erupts in a dancing display of red and yellow and orange lights with an occasional swirl of blue and purple mixed in faintly. The colors ebb away until the stone remains where it has been, grey and humming.
OOC:
Bingo: Respond to events as if self-aware[ +- ] The Ptisilith's Gift for Gertrude
A yellow cardboard sun
0/3 tracks
0/3 tracks
Last edited Jan 11, 2025 4:52 am
Jan 11, 2025 1:45 pm
Robin remains in the kitchen with Parish. "As we've discussed, I have been practicing my baking and I think I am ready to help you with the cake. I have already gathered up all of the necessary ingredients." Indeed a wide array of flours, sugars, eggs, milks, and a dozen spices and extracts are neatly arrayed on the workbench and the bags and bottles are only lightly singed. "Shall we begin?" Robin looks hopefully at Parish.
OOC:
Tick a box on the party prep track and take a Chaos Coin.Last edited Jan 11, 2025 1:55 pm
Jan 11, 2025 1:54 pm
The Moon Prince watches all of the hustle and bustle going on in the Piano Room. All manner of strange pronouncements are made and the furrow on his brow grows deeper. With a sigh, he concludes he is just going to have to ask. "Excuse me?" He cells to the room in a voice that cuts through the preparation noise. "I don't know what is going on or what I'm meant to be doing."
Jan 11, 2025 2:52 pm
Amelie greets the Moon Prince with a slight curtsy, as a maid is programmed to greet royalty.
They then inform him, "What is going on is a celebration of Gertrude’s birth. Like all holidays, it comes but once a year—"
They then inform him, "What is going on is a celebration of Gertrude’s birth. Like all holidays, it comes but once a year—"
Jan 11, 2025 2:56 pm
Ignoring the pilot, Amelie goes on, "And what you are meant to be doing: kindly join us? Perhaps, a gift for the birthday girl?"
[ +- ] Amelie’s gift
A framed photo of Amelie and Gertrude the night they shoveled together.
Jan 11, 2025 3:03 pm
Parish looks up at the much, much larger Robin and smiles. "Sure thing, big guy. Why don’t you take the lead on the baking while I whip up an array of hors d’ouerves and a feast of finger foods! Deviled eggs... Pigs in blankets... Seventy-layer bean dip..."
The frog hops off to the other side of the kitchen, leaving Robin to his own devices (for better or worse)!
The frog hops off to the other side of the kitchen, leaving Robin to his own devices (for better or worse)!
Jan 11, 2025 3:08 pm
[ +- ] Wren’s gift
A dozen rocks. They’re "wrapped" in an egg carton. The carton has been spray-painted several colors to appear festive.
"My friend… I know it’s early in the party, but you have already won the award for Best Costume!"
Wren pins a "gold medal" onto the cardboard sun.
[ +- ] The Medal
"HA!"
Jan 12, 2025 7:28 pm
Alex props her head against his hip, grinning as the Moon Prince struggles to figure out what’s happening. "Relax, your Highness. No need to look so lost—it’s a birthday party. For Gertrude. You know, cake, presents, all that good stuff."
He tosses her keys in the air and catches them with ease. "Me? I’m heading out to grab my gift. I’ll be back before you can say ‘surprise,’ and trust me, it’ll be worth the wait." Alex strides toward the door, pausing to glance back at Mel and the cerberus puppy. "Keep the excitement alive, Mel. The party needs your kind of energy."
He tosses her keys in the air and catches them with ease. "Me? I’m heading out to grab my gift. I’ll be back before you can say ‘surprise,’ and trust me, it’ll be worth the wait." Alex strides toward the door, pausing to glance back at Mel and the cerberus puppy. "Keep the excitement alive, Mel. The party needs your kind of energy."
OOC:
WHOOPSIE: Ride off into the night on mysterious business.Last edited Jan 12, 2025 7:28 pm
Jan 12, 2025 7:30 pm
Yola watches the Moon Prince with a knowing chuckle, her branches rustling as she rises from her seat. "Ah, my dear Moon Prince, you’re not alone in your confusion. Parties have their own rhythm, and you just need to sway to it." She stretches her limbs, shaking off some stray leaves.
"I think I’ll have a word with Lady Sherry about some floral touches. She always knows how to make a room feel special. And if I happen to find a Cuban cigar to celebrate with, well, who could blame me?" Yola begins shuffling toward the back porch, humming a jaunty tune.
As she passes the Moon Prince, she pats him on the arm with a gnarled branch and winks. "Don’t overthink it, darling. Just pick something for the girl that makes you smile. She’ll love it because it’s from you."
"I think I’ll have a word with Lady Sherry about some floral touches. She always knows how to make a room feel special. And if I happen to find a Cuban cigar to celebrate with, well, who could blame me?" Yola begins shuffling toward the back porch, humming a jaunty tune.
As she passes the Moon Prince, she pats him on the arm with a gnarled branch and winks. "Don’t overthink it, darling. Just pick something for the girl that makes you smile. She’ll love it because it’s from you."
OOC:
BINGO: Pour a cup of soothing tea (metaphorically. :)).Jan 13, 2025 6:14 am
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 1/6
Gertrude: 0 coins
Alex: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Yola: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Ptisilith: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Mel: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Wren: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Gertrude: 0 coins
Alex: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Yola: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Ptisilith: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Mel: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Wren: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Jan 13, 2025 6:17 am
Gertrude hears the roar of a motorcycle. She peers out the window to see Alex Dullaghan roaring away. Didn't he just get here? Where is she off to?
She begins to wander through the B&B, trying to figure out what's going on. She makes her way into the kitchen, where she sees Robin mixing up batter for what looks like will be a very large cake. Hmm..
"Hey there, Robin. What'cha working on there? Is there some sort of... special occasion happening?" she asks slyly, trying to pump the huge elemental for information.
She begins to wander through the B&B, trying to figure out what's going on. She makes her way into the kitchen, where she sees Robin mixing up batter for what looks like will be a very large cake. Hmm..
"Hey there, Robin. What'cha working on there? Is there some sort of... special occasion happening?" she asks slyly, trying to pump the huge elemental for information.
OOC:
Take a Chaos Coin to stop Robin long enough to ask him a question. @Verrain, he has to answer, but he can lie! :DJan 13, 2025 8:14 am
As the others busy themselves, Monday starts preparing their gift for Gertrude. First, they unroll a sheaf of pristine parchment from their pack and place it on the ground. They produce a gleaming pen made from the feather of a golden goose and begin to inscribe an incantation upon it. Once it is done, they carefully roll the parchment up and push it forward in front of them, causing it to vanish into thin air!
The fairy then waits. And waits... And waits...
Monday sighs. This is taking longer than usual. They look for something to occupy their time. And that's when they spot the Moon Prince, apparently out of his depth. Monday smiles as they sidle up beside the lunar scion. "If you really can't think of something to get our dear, sweet Gertrude, I can acquire a gift on your behalf. I'll make sure it's precisely the sort of thing the young girl will enjoy. And all I simply ask for in return is the knowledge of your name. Your true name. Surely, 'the Moon Prince' is but a moniker. What is it you are really called? I simply must know!"
Whoopsie: Offer a bad deal.
OOC:
Take a coin to tick gift track.The fairy then waits. And waits... And waits...
Monday sighs. This is taking longer than usual. They look for something to occupy their time. And that's when they spot the Moon Prince, apparently out of his depth. Monday smiles as they sidle up beside the lunar scion. "If you really can't think of something to get our dear, sweet Gertrude, I can acquire a gift on your behalf. I'll make sure it's precisely the sort of thing the young girl will enjoy. And all I simply ask for in return is the knowledge of your name. Your true name. Surely, 'the Moon Prince' is but a moniker. What is it you are really called? I simply must know!"
OOC:
Flip coin to attempt to advance gift track again: tails. Take another coin and do a Whoopsie about it.Whoopsie: Offer a bad deal.
Rolls
Chaos Coin (1-Heads, 2-Tails) - (d2)
(2) = 2
Jan 13, 2025 7:39 pm
Mel snaps out of her reverie at Alex's words. She realizes she know what to get Gertrude for a present... but doesn't have the present. Luckily Monday sells sundries in the gift shop of the B&B. Mel quickly gets up, gives Dog, Dog, N'Dog one last scratch on the back and bounds off to the gift shop.
And then consult the 1 Chaos coin to try and tick off a second gift track. Landed on tails so doing a Whoopsie!As Mel looks around the gift shop, she sees a paltry selection of jewelry. And of course it is all silver! A low growl builds in Mel's throat as she continues looking around the gift shop. Finally, she can't control herself anymore and snaps at Monday "This has to be the worst gift shop I have ever seen! Who is going to buy a t-shirt with a picture of Yazeba pointing to the right saying I'm with stupid. I mean really. Where are the gifts with class?! Grrrr. I am never going to find Gertrude's gift swamped by all this garbage! Don't you have any gold jewelry?!" Mel gnashes her jaws, her sharp pointed teeth glinting in the fluorescent shop lighting.
OOC:
Take her first Chaos coin to tick off a track on her gift.And then consult the 1 Chaos coin to try and tick off a second gift track. Landed on tails so doing a Whoopsie!
OOC:
Whoopsie: Lose my temper and snap at someoneLast edited Jan 13, 2025 7:57 pm
Rolls
1x Chaos Coin (1-Heads, 2-Tails) - (1d2)
(2) = 2
Jan 13, 2025 7:59 pm
OOC:
Taking first Chaos coin and ticking first gift track.Then flipping Chaos coin to try and tick a second track on the gift. Here comes another whoopsie!
OOC:
Whoopsie: Hover ominously close to someone.Last edited Jan 13, 2025 8:04 pm
Rolls
1x Chaos Coin (1-Heads, 2-Tails) - (1d2)
(2) = 2
Jan 14, 2025 2:40 am
Amelie is feeling pretty good about the gift.They decide that it’s not time to hint at what’s going on quite yet, so they try to act nonchalant.
Amelie leans on the wall, and stands with one foot flat, the other on the toe. They twirl their feather duster on one finger and whistle.They then say, "Hey, Gert. Trude. I am practicing my whistling. And dusting."
OOC:
Ticking, taking and flipping… and ticking a second box!Amelie leans on the wall, and stands with one foot flat, the other on the toe. They twirl their feather duster on one finger and whistle.
[ +- ] Whistle
OOC:
BINGO: ⭐️ Process a feeling not in your index. A feeling the secret must be kept, and also, the feeling that lying to a friend even for a just cause, feel horrible!Last edited Jan 14, 2025 2:51 am
Rolls
Trying my luck - (1d2)
(1) = 1
Jan 14, 2025 8:35 am
While waiting for the Moon Prince's reply, Monday hears Mel growling through her magical sensors in her gift shop. She steps through space to suddenly appear in the shop, giving the werewolf a placating smile. "Easy, now. Down, girl. There's now need to huff, puff, and blow my shop down," the fairy says. "Truly, you are a discerning customer. And fortunately for you, I am feeling magnanimous today."
Monday reaches under the counter and pulls forth a bundle of straw. They load some of it into a nearby loom and quickly spin the straw together. The straw gleams as it transforms into strand of gold! Monday holds forth the transmuted gold and holds it forth for Mel to inspect. "There, now. Is this what you had in mind?"
Monday reaches under the counter and pulls forth a bundle of straw. They load some of it into a nearby loom and quickly spin the straw together. The straw gleams as it transforms into strand of gold! Monday holds forth the transmuted gold and holds it forth for Mel to inspect. "There, now. Is this what you had in mind?"
OOC:
Bingo: Transform straw into gold. Give Mel my 2 Chaos Coins, making them her problem, so Mel now has a total of 4.Jan 14, 2025 8:37 am
Gertrude turns from Robin to see Amelie casually leaning on the wall. Now, that is odd, indeed. The maid rarely does anything casually.
"That's some pretty good whistling and dusting, Amelie," she says. "Hey, I just saw a werewolf girl run by, and Sal and Parish won't make eye contact with me. Do you know what everybody else is up to?"
"That's some pretty good whistling and dusting, Amelie," she says. "Hey, I just saw a werewolf girl run by, and Sal and Parish won't make eye contact with me. Do you know what everybody else is up to?"
OOC:
Consult Chaos Coins successfully. Take another one and Amelie has to answer my question!Rolls
Chaos Coin - (d2)
(1) = 1
Jan 14, 2025 8:41 am
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 1/6
Gertrude: 2 coins
Alex: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Yola: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Ptisilith: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 1/3
Amelie: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Wren: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Gertrude: 2 coins
Alex: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Yola: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Ptisilith: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 1/3
Amelie: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Wren: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Jan 14, 2025 11:15 am
Amelie knows they must answer Gertrude’s question truthfully.
"Yes."By answering truthfully, Amelie feels confident. And this shows. "Keep asking around, Gertrude. The others may have fun answers, but I would advise you ask a wh-question next time."
Gertrude says:
"Do you know what everybody else is up to?"OOC:
Oh, wow. I guess when you GM a coin flipping system, coins do this. 3/3 ticks!OOC:
BINGO: ⭐️ Make someone's life easier without them realizing.Last edited Jan 14, 2025 11:22 am
Rolls
Chaos!! - (2d2)
(11) = 2
Jan 14, 2025 3:24 pm
Alex roars down the highway on Ichabod, her flaming motorcycle, head tucked securely on her shoulders. As he rides, her mind churns over what Gertrude might truly appreciate.
"Heard she's always got her nose in a book… but that kid deserves something to remind her she’s the hero of her own story."
At the next town, Alex stops at a craft store and browses the aisles. his eyes light up when she spots an unfinished wooden box with a glass top. "Perfect," he mutters. She imagines painting it in shades of midnight blue with silver stars, lining it with velvet, and leaving room for Gertrude to store wishes and secrets.
"This’ll be one-of-a-kind," Alex decides, grabbing paint, brushes, and the box before heading back to the Bed & Breakfast.
0 Chaos Coins. Auto-success!
Tick one box on gift track.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 1).
"Heard she's always got her nose in a book… but that kid deserves something to remind her she’s the hero of her own story."
At the next town, Alex stops at a craft store and browses the aisles. his eyes light up when she spots an unfinished wooden box with a glass top. "Perfect," he mutters. She imagines painting it in shades of midnight blue with silver stars, lining it with velvet, and leaving room for Gertrude to store wishes and secrets.
"This’ll be one-of-a-kind," Alex decides, grabbing paint, brushes, and the box before heading back to the Bed & Breakfast.
[ +- ] Alex's Gift
A custom-painted keepsake box.
OOC:
Want to tick a box on gift track.0 Chaos Coins. Auto-success!
Tick one box on gift track.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 1).
Jan 14, 2025 3:29 pm
Yola stands in the garden, her branches swaying as she talks aloud. "A bouquet isn’t enough," she says thoughtfully. "Gertrude’s got a delicate spirit. She needs something that reminds her she’s cared for, long after the blooms fade."
She gathers the blooms from the garden's Chrysanthemums and Asters, envisioning setting them within a small, pressed-flower frame. "I’ll preserve the flowers and seal them in glass, paired with a line from one of her favorite books. That’ll do."
0 Chaos Coins. Auto-success!
Tick one box on gift track.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 1).
She gathers the blooms from the garden's Chrysanthemums and Asters, envisioning setting them within a small, pressed-flower frame. "I’ll preserve the flowers and seal them in glass, paired with a line from one of her favorite books. That’ll do."
[ +- ] Yola's Gift
A pressed-flower frame with a quote from Heartsword, Gertrude’s favorite book.
OOC:
Want to tick a box on gift track.0 Chaos Coins. Auto-success!
Tick one box on gift track.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 1).
Jan 14, 2025 5:31 pm
Robin stops dead in his tracks as Gertrude comes into the kitchen and asks her question. "Well, as you can see, I am in the middle of making a cake." Robin replies. "Apparently, Parish thinks I ready for such a responsibility but to be completely honest, I am worried I'll get it wrong. I very much want to get this right for my friends." Robin smiles at Gertrude widely and then returns to his baking.
Last edited Jan 14, 2025 5:31 pm
Jan 14, 2025 5:38 pm
The Moon Prince does not blink as Monday offers a gift for his name. He may not know the ways of Earth but he knows the ways of the Fae and does not answer. "I just don't understand what all the fuss is about. You all just stop everything to celebrate what? Continued existence? If so, why only once in a while? The Prince shakes his head in confusion and wanders off in thought. He understands the need for a gift. Something she likes than reminds her of him. Hmmm. He finds a pad of paper and pencil and beings to draw.
[ +- ] Prince's Gift
A sketch of the Lunar Palace
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Takes one coin and a tick on the gift trackLast edited Jan 14, 2025 5:39 pm
Jan 14, 2025 5:48 pm
Gertrude turns back to Robin and cocks her head at him. Like Amelie, he’s answered the question without actually answering the question. "Hmm. Alright, then. Good luck, Robin."
She’s not going to get any answers here. She steps out of the kitchen and onto the back porch, where she sees Yola Oleander gathering flowers. Maybe the old shrub will spill some tea.
She sneaks up on Yola, getting close without her noticing. She then clears her throat. "Hi, Yola. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it? Perfect for a... party? I saw Robin baking a cake. Who is it for?"
She’s not going to get any answers here. She steps out of the kitchen and onto the back porch, where she sees Yola Oleander gathering flowers. Maybe the old shrub will spill some tea.
She sneaks up on Yola, getting close without her noticing. She then clears her throat. "Hi, Yola. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it? Perfect for a... party? I saw Robin baking a cake. Who is it for?"
OOC:
Successful coin toss, Yola must answer!Rolls
Chaos Coins - (2d2)
(11) = 2
Jan 14, 2025 9:51 pm
Yola Oleander turns at the sound of Gertrude’s voice, branches rattling faintly as she tucks an especially vibrant chrysanthemum into her basket. She doesn’t flinch at being caught off-guard but instead greets Gertrude with a mischievous smile.
"Well, hello there, dearie," she says, her voice syrupy sweet. "A cake, you say? Oh, that Robin. Always finding an excuse to bake. Probably practicing for the next big occasion. Could be anything, really—a wedding, an anniversary…" She waves a leafy branch vaguely. "Find me a day that ends with "y" and I'll find you a reason to celebrate."
Yola's wooden fingers pluck at her basket’s handle. "As for these flowers," she says, holding one up to inspect it dramatically, "Aren't they perfect for a bit of cheer? A little color for the season, don’t you think? Keeps things lively."
Her eyes twinkle with a sly glint as she adds, "But if I do hear of a party happening, you’ll be the first to know. Cross my roots and hope to wilt!"
1 Chaos Coin.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 2).
Whoopsie: Spread libel or over-exaggerated gossip.Yola leans in slightly, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Now, between you and me, dearie, I did hear a little something earlier. You didn’t hear this from me, but Robin might be baking that cake for... a proposal."
She raises a branch to her mouth as if to stifle a gasp, her leaves quivering with exaggerated delight. "Yes! I overheard Amelie and Parish talking about a ‘big event,’ and you know how Amelie can’t keep a secret for long. It must be a proposal! Probably Mr. Boggs and Lady Sherry—oh, they’d make such a lovely couple, don’t you think?"
Yola sighs wistfully, clutching her basket of flowers. "Ah, loverly love. So sweet, so fleeting. And if it’s not Mr. Boggs and Sherry, well… I have heard whispers about Robin having a soft spot for the Moon Prince. Can you imagine?"
She chuckles and straightens up. "But who’s to say? This old shrub could just be imagining things. It’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s just the breeze these days."
"Well, hello there, dearie," she says, her voice syrupy sweet. "A cake, you say? Oh, that Robin. Always finding an excuse to bake. Probably practicing for the next big occasion. Could be anything, really—a wedding, an anniversary…" She waves a leafy branch vaguely. "Find me a day that ends with "y" and I'll find you a reason to celebrate."
Yola's wooden fingers pluck at her basket’s handle. "As for these flowers," she says, holding one up to inspect it dramatically, "Aren't they perfect for a bit of cheer? A little color for the season, don’t you think? Keeps things lively."
Her eyes twinkle with a sly glint as she adds, "But if I do hear of a party happening, you’ll be the first to know. Cross my roots and hope to wilt!"
OOC:
Tick box 2 on gift track.1 Chaos Coin.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 2).
Whoopsie: Spread libel or over-exaggerated gossip.
She raises a branch to her mouth as if to stifle a gasp, her leaves quivering with exaggerated delight. "Yes! I overheard Amelie and Parish talking about a ‘big event,’ and you know how Amelie can’t keep a secret for long. It must be a proposal! Probably Mr. Boggs and Lady Sherry—oh, they’d make such a lovely couple, don’t you think?"
Yola sighs wistfully, clutching her basket of flowers. "Ah, loverly love. So sweet, so fleeting. And if it’s not Mr. Boggs and Sherry, well… I have heard whispers about Robin having a soft spot for the Moon Prince. Can you imagine?"
She chuckles and straightens up. "But who’s to say? This old shrub could just be imagining things. It’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s just the breeze these days."
Last edited Jan 14, 2025 9:56 pm
Rolls
Gift Track Tick #2 - (1d2)
(2) = 2
Jan 14, 2025 10:02 pm
Gertrude blanches behind her mask. "Sherry? But I thought Mr. Boggs was crushing on Demi Gorgone. And Sherry’s so... so..."
Don’t say old... don’t say old...
"So, uh, seasoned.... Robin and the Moon Prince, though... That would be a sight to see!"
Gertrude sighs and shakes head. She’s still no closer to getting the truth, but her suspicions are heightening. "Thanks, Yola. I’ll see you later.". She wanders off to try to find somebody else to question.
Don’t say old... don’t say old...
"So, uh, seasoned.... Robin and the Moon Prince, though... That would be a sight to see!"
Gertrude sighs and shakes head. She’s still no closer to getting the truth, but her suspicions are heightening. "Thanks, Yola. I’ll see you later.". She wanders off to try to find somebody else to question.
Jan 15, 2025 2:21 pm
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 1/6
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 3 coins
Alex: 1 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 1/3
Amelie: 3 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 1 coin, Gift 1/3
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 3 coins
Alex: 1 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 1/3
Amelie: 3 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 1 coin, Gift 1/3
Jan 16, 2025 5:59 am
Mel settles down, still whining quietly but falls silent as she is mesmerized at Monday's magic.
"Yes. This is perfect! My friend Merv told me to buy this for the birthday girl. I havent met her but I trust Merv's judgment on these things."
Mel gently lifts the golden chain with a long claw, still staring at its shimmering beauty. Now to wrap the gift so that it can be torn open in a fit of excitment during the party.
"Yes. This is perfect! My friend Merv told me to buy this for the birthday girl. I havent met her but I trust Merv's judgment on these things."
Mel gently lifts the golden chain with a long claw, still staring at its shimmering beauty. Now to wrap the gift so that it can be torn open in a fit of excitment during the party.
OOC:
Holy motherforking shirtballs - Four heads! Yay!Last edited Jan 16, 2025 6:04 am
Rolls
Gift Track Ticking (Hopefully) - (4d2)
(1111) = 4
Jan 16, 2025 6:06 am
The Ptisilith hovers away, off to fulfill some ancient unknowable purpose - or to wrap a gift perhaps. It does not say. The sun and medal migrate down the side face of the large stone as it floats. And it bumps into the piano striking a few discordant keys. It spins several times but rights itself shortly after.
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Whoopsie: Bump harmlessly off of a door jam, fence, or other obstacle.Last edited Jan 16, 2025 6:14 am
Rolls
Gift Tracking Again! - (2d2)
(12) = 3
Jan 16, 2025 2:24 pm
The Moon Prince continues wandering the B&B with his head down and sketching the whole time. Some instinct keeps him from walking into frantic party preppers and gift wrappers. His hand snakes out as he is passing a writing desk and snags a silver colored pencil. The landscape continues to come into form on the page.
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Take a second coin and tick the second box on the track.Last edited Jan 16, 2025 2:26 pm
Rolls
Chaos Coin for gift - (1d2)
(1) = 1
Jan 16, 2025 2:29 pm
Robin swipes a relieved hand across his forehead as Gertrude leaves. A white smear of flour now adorns his face like a bandana. He renews his efforts with the cake adding the wet ingredients into the dry and then reaching for the hand mixer. He places it into the bowl, then carefully takes it back out and makes sure it is set to low this time. With a smile, Robin flicks the switch and the mixer burst into life with a steady hum. No wave of cake batter drenches him this time. The batter is beaten, poured into cake tins and slid into the oven. Robin sighs. Now that he has time to kill it occurs to him that he doesn't have a gift yet. Is his cake the gift? No, that doesn't feel right. Everyone will have the cake. But maybe a treat just for the birthday girl?
Robin starts flipping through his recipe book. Nothing seemed quite right. He couldn't remember what Gertrude really enjoyed at mealtime. He flipped through the book faster and faster until it burst into flames in his hands! With a yelp he threw the book into the sink and doused it with water. Maybe he should stick to the cake.
Robin starts flipping through his recipe book. Nothing seemed quite right. He couldn't remember what Gertrude really enjoyed at mealtime. He flipped through the book faster and faster until it burst into flames in his hands! With a yelp he threw the book into the sink and doused it with water. Maybe he should stick to the cake.
OOC:
Took a coin and succeeded in another party prep tick. Took another coin and failed at the gift track. In Frustration, Robin gives all 3 of his coins to the Ptisilith.Last edited Jan 16, 2025 2:39 pm
Rolls
Chaos Coin for Party Prep - (1d2)
(1) = 1
Chaos Coin for gift - (2d2)
(22) = 4
Jan 16, 2025 5:07 pm
While Amelie seems confident with their gift, and possibly others—maybe ALL of the others?—Wren doesn’t really even know Gertrude.
The pilot saunters over to Gertrude. "Wa-heyyyyyy, Gertrude! The name’s Wren Snow, an explorer, like Dora minus the talking map.
"Now that mask o’ yours reminds me of the time I ran outta fuel while passing over the peak of an uncharted island. There was this tribe of ladies who wore red panda masks, pink flamingo masks, green dragon masks, and one wore the mask of a bearded man that looked so real, it might have once been a Viking’s face!
"—or clay and dried grass. Hard to say!"
They whisper to one of the skeletons, "Definitely a real face. You weren’t a viking once, were you?"
They go on, "Anyway, Gert, the masked ladies wanted me to be their Head Honcho. I just needed to wear a sharp necktie. Like, really sharp, especially on the inside. Dangerously sharp. I wore it over my scarf, and when the lady in the viking mask—or Bearded Lady, if you prefer—went to tighten my tie…"
Wren loosens their scarf. There’s a flaw in the fabric. A slight tear about a quarter-inch long.
"…she went and ripped my scarf, which is made from the steel wool of a steel sheep. I said now hold the phone, madame! This tie clashes with my scarf in a way that forces me to choose one. And I choose you, steel wool scarf!
"It goes without saying I had no choice but to resign from my position of Head Honcho."
With a look of remorse, Wren adjusts their scarf so the flaw (if anyone even noticed it) no longer shows.
"Can’t go back." They sigh. "I mean ‘can’t’ as in it’s impossible. The island’s uncharted. Maybe if I had a talking map like Dora, it could tell me how to return."
OOC:
Tick a box. Flip a coin. Fail. Whoopsie ⚡️ Regale someone with stories as self-aggrandizing as they are dubious."Now that mask o’ yours reminds me of the time I ran outta fuel while passing over the peak of an uncharted island. There was this tribe of ladies who wore red panda masks, pink flamingo masks, green dragon masks, and one wore the mask of a bearded man that looked so real, it might have once been a Viking’s face!
"—or clay and dried grass. Hard to say!"
They whisper to one of the skeletons, "Definitely a real face. You weren’t a viking once, were you?"
They go on, "Anyway, Gert, the masked ladies wanted me to be their Head Honcho. I just needed to wear a sharp necktie. Like, really sharp, especially on the inside. Dangerously sharp. I wore it over my scarf, and when the lady in the viking mask—or Bearded Lady, if you prefer—went to tighten my tie…"
Wren loosens their scarf. There’s a flaw in the fabric. A slight tear about a quarter-inch long.
"…she went and ripped my scarf, which is made from the steel wool of a steel sheep. I said now hold the phone, madame! This tie clashes with my scarf in a way that forces me to choose one. And I choose you, steel wool scarf!
"It goes without saying I had no choice but to resign from my position of Head Honcho."
With a look of remorse, Wren adjusts their scarf so the flaw (if anyone even noticed it) no longer shows.
"Can’t go back." They sigh. "I mean ‘can’t’ as in it’s impossible. The island’s uncharted. Maybe if I had a talking map like Dora, it could tell me how to return."
Last edited Jan 16, 2025 8:30 pm
Rolls
Tick a box; roll for the second… - (1d2)
(2) = 2
Jan 16, 2025 8:18 pm
Gertrude desperately tries to get a word in edgewise during Wren’s long-winded yarn, but the adventurer just keeps blabbing on. Before she can ask them about what everybody is up to, Wren has already wandered off to talk the ear off of somebody else.
It’s a surprise party for my birthday. It has to be! Ugh, why did I ever say anything to Parish? I hate my birthday! I don’t want a party! I have to stop this!
Fuming silently, Gertrude stalks away.
It’s a surprise party for my birthday. It has to be! Ugh, why did I ever say anything to Parish? I hate my birthday! I don’t want a party! I have to stop this!
Fuming silently, Gertrude stalks away.
OOC:
Whoopsie: Assume the worst of what’s going on.Rolls
Chaos Coins - (3d2)
(222) = 6
Jan 16, 2025 8:26 pm
OOC:
@Verrain technically Robin has to do a Bingo to give away his coins. We can say that he used "Accomplish a menial task with gusto" and went back to cake preps for a bit. :)[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 2/6
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 4 coins
Alex: 1 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 6 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 5 coins, Gift 2/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 1/3
Amelie: 3 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Robin: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 4 coins
Alex: 1 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 6 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 5 coins, Gift 2/3
Monday: 0 coins, Gift 1/3
Amelie: 3 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Robin: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Jan 16, 2025 8:44 pm
Hovering about on an unfathomable mission, the Ptisilith winds up in the kitchen as Robin is preparing the cake. It forgets all about the task as the whirr of the hand mixer pulses and calls to it. The stone hovers closer and watches Robin load the cake into the oven.
But the stone had heard the mixer speak... and ask it to add to the batter! With Robin distracted, the Ptisilith looks about the kitchen. Something brown with delicious spice... Vanilla? No.... Worchestishire sauce. Yes, this is it. With a hum of magic, the stone teleports a few drops of the savory sauce into the cake. It hummed Mission accomplished back at the hand mixer and floated off.
And then cashing in 5 Chaos coins to tick a track of Party Prep
But the stone had heard the mixer speak... and ask it to add to the batter! With Robin distracted, the Ptisilith looks about the kitchen. Something brown with delicious spice... Vanilla? No.... Worchestishire sauce. Yes, this is it. With a hum of magic, the stone teleports a few drops of the savory sauce into the cake. It hummed Mission accomplished back at the hand mixer and floated off.
OOC:
Whoopsie: Accidentally put something you really shouldnt have in the cake.And then cashing in 5 Chaos coins to tick a track of Party Prep
Last edited Jan 16, 2025 8:57 pm
Rolls
Chaos Coins for Gift - (6d6)
(215241) = 15
Chaos Coins but Correct Now - (6d2)
(121212) = 9
Jan 16, 2025 9:06 pm
Mel is thrilled with the golden chain. And then, still riding high on the roller coaster of emotion, she spots a lantern pendant as well! This is perfect! She knew this giftshop was great all along! Her tails wags happily, knocking over a plush tchotchke.
She picks out a gift bag with the main characters of Heartsword engaged in various party activites on it and pays for everything. "Put it on Merv's room tab" she tells Monday. Then she writes From your new friends Merv and Mel on the gift tag.
She picks out a gift bag with the main characters of Heartsword engaged in various party activites on it and pays for everything. "Put it on Merv's room tab" she tells Monday. Then she writes From your new friends Merv and Mel on the gift tag.
OOC:
Mel will cash in 5 Chaos Coins to check the final track for her gift to Gertrude.
Jan 16, 2025 11:06 pm
Wren Snow actually walks away from Gertrude to consult Amelie."Hey, Ames-Bot," they say in a hushed tone, "it was nice o’ ya to invite me… but I don’t know the girl. And my gift is equal parts awesome and lame.
"Ya gotta help me. I’m drowning here! Not like the time I swam from Florida to Salvador, and got a cramp when I was barely south of the Caribbean. Figuratively drowning!"
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BINGO ⭐️ Share one of my failings, in hushed tones."Ya gotta help me. I’m drowning here! Not like the time I swam from Florida to Salvador, and got a cramp when I was barely south of the Caribbean. Figuratively drowning!"
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Give Amelie 🪙🪙 …oh, and tick a box.Last edited Jan 16, 2025 11:06 pm
Jan 16, 2025 11:25 pm
Amelie doesn’t address the attempted nickname or the claimed feat of endurance.
"Gertrude is a wonderful friend and a wonderful person. She sees much beauty in little things."
BINGO ⭐️ Make someone's life easier without them realizing.
Looking at Wren’s gift, they add, "That is not a large box."
"Gertrude is a wonderful friend and a wonderful person. She sees much beauty in little things."
OOC:
Give Wren the 🪙🪙🪙🪙🪙s.BINGO ⭐️ Make someone's life easier without them realizing.
Looking at Wren’s gift, they add, "That is not a large box."
Jan 16, 2025 11:43 pm
"Yeah, it’s not large at all. One might say it is… little!" Wren gasps. "That means my gift is even awesomer than that giant rectangle you got her, and you’re her bestie, Ames-Bot!" They fist-pump triumphantly. "I rule!!"
BUNGO ⭐️ Do the impossible with only my wits, grappling hook gun, and bravado.They use their grappling gun to latch onto Ptisilith and swing away!
"This fake sun’s like eleven times better than the real one! WHEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
OOC:
Cash in the coins! Tick the last box!BUNGO ⭐️ Do the impossible with only my wits, grappling hook gun, and bravado.
"This fake sun’s like eleven times better than the real one! WHEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
Jan 17, 2025 9:45 am
Monday flutters over to the bauble Mel knocked over and puts it back in its place. They gather up the bits of brown fur that the lycanthrope left behind in the shop and chuckle softly. "Ah, fresh werewolf hairs, infused with the potential of transformation. Just what I was looking for."
As if on cue, a shimmering portal opens up and the parchment they sent through earlier returns, now inscribed with new markings upon it. Monday takes Mel's fur and ties it into a neat bundle before unfurling the parchment. A smile spreads across their face. The request was approved.Now to seal the magic within. Monday waves their hand over the werewolf fur, attempting to transmute it into a beautiful ribbon. But nothing happens. Monday frowns and tries again. Still nothing. What is this? Since when do werewolves have spell resistance?!? There must be something special about the nature of Mel's curse.
Several more attempts end in failure. In frustration, Monday's glamour slips. For a moment, their normally cherubic face becomes a feral visage, their mouth full of hundreds of needle-thin teeth.Then the moment passes. The glamour returns, and Monday forces a smile again. "Oh, bother. I suppose I'll have to find an alternative," they muse.
As if on cue, a shimmering portal opens up and the parchment they sent through earlier returns, now inscribed with new markings upon it. Monday takes Mel's fur and ties it into a neat bundle before unfurling the parchment. A smile spreads across their face. The request was approved.
OOC:
Take a coin, tick box on Gift Track.Several more attempts end in failure. In frustration, Monday's glamour slips. For a moment, their normally cherubic face becomes a feral visage, their mouth full of hundreds of needle-thin teeth.
OOC:
Failed coin check. Whoopsie: Let my smile slip, and reveal my true nature.Rolls
Chaos Coin - (d2)
(2) = 2
Jan 17, 2025 10:14 am
Gertrude heads through the halls of the Bed & Breakfast, still determined to uncover the nefarious scheme afoot. But whenever somebody sees her coming, they quickly step into another room or act like they're too busy to talk. She gets no closer to finding out where the perfidious party planners are plotting!
At one point, she opens a utility closet to see a particularly unpleasant skeleton looking in a mirror as he adjusts the fake beard and Viking helmet he is wearing. He stiffens and turns to Gertrude, waving his hands. "I know what you're thinking. 'That Rag-and-Bones is up to his usual tricks!' But, um, I am not Rag-and-Bones. I am a completely different Viking skeleton named... Ragnar-and-Bones..."
Gertrude rolls her eyes. "I've got other things to worry about right now," she says and closes the door.
As she walks away, muffled laughter comes from behind the closed door. "She bought it! Nyeh, heh, heh!"
At one point, she opens a utility closet to see a particularly unpleasant skeleton looking in a mirror as he adjusts the fake beard and Viking helmet he is wearing. He stiffens and turns to Gertrude, waving his hands. "I know what you're thinking. 'That Rag-and-Bones is up to his usual tricks!' But, um, I am not Rag-and-Bones. I am a completely different Viking skeleton named... Ragnar-and-Bones..."
Gertrude rolls her eyes. "I've got other things to worry about right now," she says and closes the door.
As she walks away, muffled laughter comes from behind the closed door. "She bought it! Nyeh, heh, heh!"
OOC:
Failed coin check. Whoopsie: Keep a secret (that I shouldn't keep).Rolls
Chaos Coins - (4d2)
(2222) = 8
Jan 17, 2025 10:35 am
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 3/6
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 5 coins
Alex: 1 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Monday: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coins, Gift 3/3
Robin: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 5 coins
Alex: 1 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 2 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Monday: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coins, Gift 3/3
Robin: 0 coins, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Jan 17, 2025 2:37 pm
Alex sits cross-legged in a corner of the Library, paint splattered on her leather jacket and fingers. The wooden box is starting to take shape: deep midnight blues, silver stars, and a soft, velvet lining. He mutters to herself as he works:
"This is gonna blow Gertrude’s mind… if I don’t screw it up first."
1 Chaos Coin.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 2).
Whoopsie: Lose my head and freak out.And right on cue, Alex sneezes uncontrollably which causes her head to fly completely off, spilling a bottle of silver paint onto her shiny, black boots. His head curses like a sailor caught in a storm while her body wanders around the Library for a good 15 minutes looking for his hemmin' and hawin' and hootin' and hollerin' head. Time is wasting and this gift box isn't going so well after all.
"This is gonna blow Gertrude’s mind… if I don’t screw it up first."
OOC:
Tick box 2 on gift track.1 Chaos Coin.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 2).
Whoopsie: Lose my head and freak out.
Last edited Jan 17, 2025 3:01 pm
Rolls
Gift Track Tick #2 - (1d2)
(2) = 2
Jan 17, 2025 2:56 pm
Yola sits at a quiet table in the Library, meticulously pressing her gathered flowers between some very heavy books. She hums a gentle tune, something she recalls from her shrub years, branches swaying in rhythm. As she works, she pauses to consider a quote from Heartsword (for Gertrude is not the only fan at the B&B):
"‘When all seems lost, true friends help you find a way,’" she murmurs. "Ah, yes, that’ll do nicely."
Flip 2 Chaos Coins.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 3).
Whoopsie: Rest my old roots and not get up.A bodyless, foul-mouthed head comes rolling out from behind a shelf of books. Yola lets out a yelp, "What in leafy heavens?!" The head rolls right to her table, bounces off one leg and shoots off in another direction like a misshapen cue ball, coming to rest on the other side of the room, cursing and fuming aloud.
After a time, the head calls out, "Hey there!" to Yola. "Could you give a head a hand?"
Yola replies, "Oh, my. You're a wretched thing. I'm afraid I can do nothing of the sort. Or, more accurately. I'm afraid I will do nothing of the sort."
A headless body then stumbles into view waving its arms in frantic frustration. Yola stares for a moment, then turns her attention back to her gift. "I'll never understand the fascination with such drastic body modifications."
"‘When all seems lost, true friends help you find a way,’" she murmurs. "Ah, yes, that’ll do nicely."
OOC:
Try to tick box 2 on gift track.Flip 2 Chaos Coins.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 3).
Whoopsie: Rest my old roots and not get up.
After a time, the head calls out, "Hey there!" to Yola. "Could you give a head a hand?"
Yola replies, "Oh, my. You're a wretched thing. I'm afraid I can do nothing of the sort. Or, more accurately. I'm afraid I will do nothing of the sort."
A headless body then stumbles into view waving its arms in frantic frustration. Yola stares for a moment, then turns her attention back to her gift. "I'll never understand the fascination with such drastic body modifications."
Last edited Jan 17, 2025 3:09 pm
Rolls
Gift Track Tick #2 - (2d2)
(21) = 3
Jan 18, 2025 2:30 pm
Blissfully unaware of the Ptisilith's "help" with the cake, Robin has collected sugar, butter, vanilla and is in the middle of whipping up huge bowl of buttercream icing. Several bottles of food coloring stand ready to to be mixed in to portions to give him the rainbow to work with when it is time for icing. At the ding of the timer, Robin slides the cakes out of the oven and onto the countertop to cool.
OOC:
Tick another box off party prep. Take a coin.Jan 18, 2025 2:32 pm
The Moon Prince continues his wandering of the hallways with his nose in his sketchbook. He has gotten to the part of his drawing where where he wants to draw the Earth in the sky and he finds himself unsure about it. He absently steps over Alex's head then crouches down and shows him the picture.
"I think this is coming along quite well but I can't quite capture how your planet looks in the night sky. I thought you would be able to help me that but now that I've asked the question, you wouldn't know what it looks like in the night sky as you be on it. Sorry to have disturbed you." The Moon Prince blushes, raises back up and continues his itinerant sketching.
"I think this is coming along quite well but I can't quite capture how your planet looks in the night sky. I thought you would be able to help me that but now that I've asked the question, you wouldn't know what it looks like in the night sky as you be on it. Sorry to have disturbed you." The Moon Prince blushes, raises back up and continues his itinerant sketching.
OOC:
Attempt to tick the gift track failed. Taking a third coin. Whoopise Embarrass myself with my own enthusiasm.Last edited Jan 18, 2025 2:39 pm
Rolls
Chaos Coin for gift - (2d2)
(21) = 3
Jan 19, 2025 5:22 am
With her present finished, Mel decides to help with party decorations so she rushes excitedly back to the Piano room. She surveys the decorations trying to decide how she could best help. This party needs confetti she realizes and grabs an extra large roll of shiny rainbow party streamer. With an impressive and only slightly exaggerated effort, Mel flexes her biceps and forearms as she twists and shreds the roll with her talons. Then she rapidly grabs several more rolls and shreds those as well, striking a different pose each time. It mostly ends up getting everywhere but Mel says out loud to herself, "Meh. I have enough to throw a handful when we spring the surprise." She grins in wolfish excitement at the thought.
OOC:
Take first Chaos coin and tick Party Planning track.
Jan 19, 2025 5:46 am
The Ptisilith hovers down the hall of the B&B, Wren grappling onto it and swinging away. Suddenly it wonders to itself:
if that dashing adventurer had given it this beautiful sun so easily, might not they have given one to this Gertrude person already? If so, it could never show their facets around here again. And it was already hoping to spend its next holiday here. Maybe if it added something to the sun, the gift would be considered different enough... Or maybe it should just find a new gift so there would be no chance. Where could it find crafting supplies to make a new one this close to the party?!
The stone glows in purples and oranges that pulse discordantly and dash frantically across its smooth surface.
Take a Chaos coin
if that dashing adventurer had given it this beautiful sun so easily, might not they have given one to this Gertrude person already? If so, it could never show their facets around here again. And it was already hoping to spend its next holiday here. Maybe if it added something to the sun, the gift would be considered different enough... Or maybe it should just find a new gift so there would be no chance. Where could it find crafting supplies to make a new one this close to the party?!
The stone glows in purples and oranges that pulse discordantly and dash frantically across its smooth surface.
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Whoopsie: Panic about whether Gertrude already has the gift you've gotten. Take a Chaos coin
Last edited Jan 19, 2025 6:15 am
Rolls
2x Chaos coins - (2d2)
(21) = 3
Jan 19, 2025 6:37 pm
After finally reuniting his head with her body, ignoring the old shrub in the corner, Alex stomps back to his corner of the Library, muttering a stream of curses under her breath. He carefully cleans up the spilled paint, determined not to let the setback ruin his progress. She picks up the keepsake box again, staring at the unfinished stars and velvet lining.
"Alright, Dullaghan, time to get your act together," he mutters, steadying his hands as she dips the brush in paint.
Tick box 2 on gift track.
Flip 2 Chaos Coin.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 3).
Whoopsie: Lose my head (figuratively) and freak out (again!).
Alex accidentally smudges the intricate design while reaching for his silver paint, groaning in frustration. She kicks over a wooden chair in a fit of melodramatic rage (then regretfully rights at, looking around sheepishly).
"Alright, Dullaghan, time to get your act together," he mutters, steadying his hands as she dips the brush in paint.
OOC:
Tick box 2 on gift track.
Flip 2 Chaos Coin.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 3).
Whoopsie: Lose my head (figuratively) and freak out (again!).
Last edited Jan 19, 2025 6:50 pm
Rolls
Gift Track Tick #2 - (2d2)
(21) = 3
Jan 19, 2025 6:49 pm
Yola finishes arranging the petals and sets a heavy tome atop them so that they flatten them. She stands to stretch her branches.
Try to tick box 2 on gift track.
Flip 3 Chaos Coins.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 4).
Whoopsie: Misunderstand the stakes of the situation.
Yola notices the Ptisilith hovering down the hall in a swirl of worried colors, and sees its colors as a ominous portent. "Oh, dear," she exclaims in hushed horror. "That big floating rock must be some sort of… arcane doomsday device set to activate if we fail Gertrude’s birthday party"
She bustles over to the Ptisilith, gently patting its rocky side. "There, there," she coos. "We’ll have your doomsday ritual sorted in time; no need to annihilate us all!" She calls out to whoever’s nearby, "We must hurry with this celebration or face certain destruction! Foes afire—I mean, oh dear, I’ve been listening to Yazeba far too much."
OOC:
Try to tick box 2 on gift track.
Flip 3 Chaos Coins.
Fail.
Take Chaos Coin (Total = 4).
Whoopsie: Misunderstand the stakes of the situation.
She bustles over to the Ptisilith, gently patting its rocky side. "There, there," she coos. "We’ll have your doomsday ritual sorted in time; no need to annihilate us all!" She calls out to whoever’s nearby, "We must hurry with this celebration or face certain destruction! Foes afire—I mean, oh dear, I’ve been listening to Yazeba far too much."
Last edited Jan 19, 2025 6:53 pm
Rolls
Gift Track Tick #2 - (3d2)
(222) = 6
Jan 20, 2025 3:09 pm
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 5/6
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 5 coins
Alex: 3 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 3 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 1 coins, Gift 3/3
Monday: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 3 coins, Gift 2/3
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 3/4
Gertrude: 5 coins
Alex: 3 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 3 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 1 coins, Gift 3/3
Monday: 2 coins, Gift 2/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 3 coins, Gift 2/3
Jan 20, 2025 3:27 pm
Monday manifests in the library, smiling to themself as they see Alex fuming in the corner. The fairy flutters up behind the dullghan and holds the folded parchment, now with a glob of purple wax on it, just above the fires of her head. Alex’s enchanted head flame causes the wax to melt, sealing the parchment and infusing it with the bit of extra magic Monday has been looking for.
"It’s just a birthday gift, Alex Dullaghan," Monday chides. "There’s no need to blow your top. Remember, always, that cooler heads prevail." The fairy flashes an ingratiating grin before disappearing again.
"It’s just a birthday gift, Alex Dullaghan," Monday chides. "There’s no need to blow your top. Remember, always, that cooler heads prevail." The fairy flashes an ingratiating grin before disappearing again.
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Bingo: Give cynical advice as a ‘free tip.’ Give Alex my 2 Chaos Coins. Then mark the final tick for my gift and take another coin.Jan 20, 2025 3:31 pm
Gertrude finally comes upon Amelie again, apart from all the chaos that seems to be happening throughout the B&B. She corners the robot and puts her hands on her hips. "Okay, Amelie. I’m running out of time. We are friends, and friends tell each other the truth. So, please, tell me, where is everybody gathering? For, uh, for whatever they might be planning."
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Cash in 5 coins to automatically succeed. Amelie must answer!Jan 20, 2025 5:51 pm
This wretched sketch just wasn't coming together. The Moon Prince looked about the B&B trying to find that something that the drawing was missing. He saw the sun sticker floating by on that strange rock and though that a good look might help. He moves to effortlessly leap up to take a closer look and falls heavily to the ground in front of Monday's stall. Stupid Earth Gravity. He thought irritability. Then, he saw it, the perfect silver glitter to add the shimmer to his drawing. Completely forgetting that he couldn't just take things as befits his right as a prince, he pluck the vial from Monday's stall and finally his gift was complete!
Forget about earth money, take a coin,
Cash in five coins to finish the gift.
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Whoopsie Forget about Earth Gravity, take a coin.Forget about earth money, take a coin,
Cash in five coins to finish the gift.
Last edited Jan 20, 2025 5:58 pm
Rolls
Chaos Coin for gift - (3d2)
(221) = 5
Chaos Coin for gift - (4d2)
(2211) = 6
Jan 20, 2025 7:34 pm
Dmbrainiac says:
Gertrude finally comes upon Amelie again, apart from all the chaos that seems to be happening throughout the B&B. She corners the robot and puts her hands on her hips. "Okay, Amelie. I’m running out of time. We are friends, and friends tell each other the truth. So, please, tell me, where is everybody gathering? For, uh, for whatever they might be planning.""It is a surprise party in honor of your birthday. Or more accurately, a party now that I have revealed the secret prematurely."
The maid-bot does not quite feel as if their burden has been lifted. There is one more step.
APOLOGIZE TO HER
"I am sorry I kept your party a secret. I hope you can enjoy it, despite that you will be unsurprised when others shout ‘surprise.’"
Last edited Jan 21, 2025 8:09 pm
Jan 21, 2025 7:40 pm
Amelie confirms Gertrude's worst fears. "Thank you, Amelie. You're a good friend," she says, then she begins to run. Maybe it's not too late. She can find everybody before they finish their party preparations and explain to them there's been a misunderstanding.
But wait... Amelie didn't actually tell her where the party is being held! Too late to go back now. She just has to take a guess. Gertrude races through the halls of the B&B and throws open the door to--
--the garden! Yola Oleander was there earlier picking flowers. That has to be where the party is happening!
"Stop!" Gertrude shouts. But she stops short. There's nobody out here except some of the Rabbits in the Garden, Who Wear Little Outfits. The rabbits wiggle their noses at her curiously.
"Aw, dang it," Gertrude mutters. Her mistake has likely given the others time to finalize their party preparations...
But wait... Amelie didn't actually tell her where the party is being held! Too late to go back now. She just has to take a guess. Gertrude races through the halls of the B&B and throws open the door to--
--the garden! Yola Oleander was there earlier picking flowers. That has to be where the party is happening!
"Stop!" Gertrude shouts. But she stops short. There's nobody out here except some of the Rabbits in the Garden, Who Wear Little Outfits. The rabbits wiggle their noses at her curiously.
"Aw, dang it," Gertrude mutters. Her mistake has likely given the others time to finalize their party preparations...
Rolls
Guessing Random Location - (d7)
(6) = 6
Jan 21, 2025 7:50 pm
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 5/6
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 4/4
Gertrude: 0 coins
Alex: 5 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 3 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 1 coins, Gift 3/3
Monday: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 4/4
Gertrude: 0 coins
Alex: 5 coins, Gift 1/3
Yola: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Ptisilith: 3 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 1 coins, Gift 3/3
Monday: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Jan 21, 2025 8:23 pm
Amelie seems satisfied, despite Gertrude’s odd response.
PLAUSIBLE EXPLANATIONS:
73.1% - HASTILY SEEKING APPROPRIATE ENTRY POINT FROM WHICH TO WANDER IN AND APPEAR SURPRISED
25.4% - RESTROOM EMERGENCY
0.71% - DISLIKES SURPRISES
0.56% - DISLIKES PARTIES
0.23% - OTHER
Amelie dutifully seeks a means to efficiently complete the remaining party preparations by setting the table, making sure there are enough chairs, and making the place of honor especially honorable…
PLAUSIBLE EXPLANATIONS:
73.1% - HASTILY SEEKING APPROPRIATE ENTRY POINT FROM WHICH TO WANDER IN AND APPEAR SURPRISED
25.4% - RESTROOM EMERGENCY
0.71% - DISLIKES SURPRISES
0.56% - DISLIKES PARTIES
0.23% - OTHER
Amelie dutifully seeks a means to efficiently complete the remaining party preparations by setting the table, making sure there are enough chairs, and making the place of honor especially honorable…
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No coins, so I will tick the party prep track!Last edited Jan 21, 2025 8:25 pm
Jan 22, 2025 4:57 am
Alex sits cross-legged on the library floor, the midnight-blue box resting on his lap and a nervous tremor in her hands. Spatters of paint still cling to his jacket sleeves, and a faint singe mark on the carpet serves as a testament to her earlier frustrations. With a slow exhale, he mutters, "Alright, Dullaghan, let's make this count."
Trade in 5 Chaos tokens.
Tick Gift Track #2.
0 tokens.
Tick Gift Track #3.
Take 1 Chaos token.
1 token total.
She sets to work, meticulously touching up the silver stars and ensuring to properly adhere the plush velvet lining. A small brand of his flame flickers in the back of her neck, casting a gentle glow over the final brushstrokes. Each movement feels smoother than before—like he’s finally got past the chaos of earlier. When she’s finished, Alex covers the box with a nice coat of varnish - then holds it close to his head to speed up the drying process.
Exhausted but triumphant, Alex holds the completed keepsake box aloft and lets out a satisfied sigh.
"Finished," she says, tucking it under her arm. "And I only lost my head...uh...how many times? Now let's par-tay!"
OOC:
Trade in 5 Chaos tokens.
Tick Gift Track #2.
0 tokens.
Tick Gift Track #3.
Take 1 Chaos token.
1 token total.
Exhausted but triumphant, Alex holds the completed keepsake box aloft and lets out a satisfied sigh.
"Finished," she says, tucking it under her arm. "And I only lost my head...uh...how many times? Now let's par-tay!"
Jan 22, 2025 5:01 am
Yola stares at the heavy tome pressing her freshly arranged petals.
She shakes her branches with a resigned sigh.
"If I can just keep on these flowers, I’ll have a lovely gift ready in plenty of time," she tells herself.
She carefully lifts the book, checking whether the petals have flattened enough to be set.
Try to tick box 2 on gift track.
Flip 4 Chaos Coins.
Fail.
Take 1 Chaos Coin.
5 Coins total.
Whoopsie: Make a joke about something you thought I didn't know about.
Turn in 5 Coins to tick box 2 on Gift Track.
Tick Box 3 on Gift Track.
Take 1 coin.
1 Coin total.
Yola carefully lifts the heavy tome from her pressed flowers, to find a mash-mash of torn and wrinkled petals. She sighs heavily, running a gnarled branch-hand through her leaves.
Before she can regain her composure, she spots Rag-and-Bones scuttling through a hallway. In her frustration, she can’t help making a flippant remark:
"Sure you’re not off to end the world again, dearie?" she calls after him with a dry chuckle. Then, with an impish glint in her eyes, she continues under her breath, "You know, this old shrub might have overheard more than she lets on, Mr. End-of-Days."
Yola immediately claps a leafy hand over her mouth, realizing she’s just blurted out that she’s aware of Rag-and-Bones’ plan—knowledge no one expected her to have. She forces a wobbly smile, turning back to her ruined petals.
"Oh, pay me no mind, dear," she says, half to herself, half to the skeleton, "I’m just a helpless old bush… ."
But as she looks at the misshapen petals, she realizes there's a curious beauty to them. "You know? These will work out just fine as they are. There's something special about memorializing all types of petals." She spends the next hour completing Gertrude's gift and then slowly ambles her way to the Piano Room.
She shakes her branches with a resigned sigh.
"If I can just keep on these flowers, I’ll have a lovely gift ready in plenty of time," she tells herself.
She carefully lifts the book, checking whether the petals have flattened enough to be set.
OOC:
Try to tick box 2 on gift track.
Flip 4 Chaos Coins.
Fail.
Take 1 Chaos Coin.
5 Coins total.
Whoopsie: Make a joke about something you thought I didn't know about.
Turn in 5 Coins to tick box 2 on Gift Track.
Tick Box 3 on Gift Track.
Take 1 coin.
1 Coin total.
Before she can regain her composure, she spots Rag-and-Bones scuttling through a hallway. In her frustration, she can’t help making a flippant remark:
"Sure you’re not off to end the world again, dearie?" she calls after him with a dry chuckle. Then, with an impish glint in her eyes, she continues under her breath, "You know, this old shrub might have overheard more than she lets on, Mr. End-of-Days."
Yola immediately claps a leafy hand over her mouth, realizing she’s just blurted out that she’s aware of Rag-and-Bones’ plan—knowledge no one expected her to have. She forces a wobbly smile, turning back to her ruined petals.
"Oh, pay me no mind, dear," she says, half to herself, half to the skeleton, "I’m just a helpless old bush… ."
But as she looks at the misshapen petals, she realizes there's a curious beauty to them. "You know? These will work out just fine as they are. There's something special about memorializing all types of petals." She spends the next hour completing Gertrude's gift and then slowly ambles her way to the Piano Room.
Last edited Jan 22, 2025 5:09 am
Rolls
Gift Track Tick #2 - (4d2)
(1222) = 7
Jan 22, 2025 6:37 am
The Ptisilith can't seem to get control of its emotions and think up a solution to this gift problem. And now the party will be starting at any moment! No, this cannot be. I must... I must... it thinks to itself as it slowly hovers into the Piano room before falling inertly to the floor. It remains on the floor with a carboard sun and Junior Pilot golden medal pinned to it and doesn't respond to anyone during the party. The best solution for this problem is to go away for a bit and come back later, once everything is over. Yes.
Whoopsie: Remain inert when addressed
Since I am pretty far from having a gift, I will just say the Ptisilith failed to get a gift but also inadvertently brought their intended gift to the party room.
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Flipping those Chaos coins!Whoopsie: Remain inert when addressed
Since I am pretty far from having a gift, I will just say the Ptisilith failed to get a gift but also inadvertently brought their intended gift to the party room.
Last edited Jan 22, 2025 6:46 am
Rolls
Gift Track Ticking! - (3d2)
(112) = 4
Jan 22, 2025 10:29 am
[ +- ] Chapter Status
Party Planning Track: 6/6
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 4/4
Gertrude: 0 coins
Alex: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Yola: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Ptisilith: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Monday: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Gertrude Suspicion Track: 4/4
Gertrude: 0 coins
Alex: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Yola: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Ptisilith: 4 coins, Gift 1/3
Mel: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Monday: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Amelie: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Wren: 1 coin, Gift 3/3
Robin: 1 coin, Gift 0/3
Moon Prince: 0 coins, Gift 3/3
Jan 22, 2025 10:42 am
Gertrude makes it back inside in time to see Yola's foliage disappearing through a doorway. Aha! She rushes after the plant lady, opening the door to the piano room and--
"SURPRISE!"
The Bed & Breakfast's other residents are all here, along with a gaggle of guests. The piano room is fully decorated and Robin's cake sits proudly on the central table. Gertrude blanches behind her mask. She's too late.
"Oh, a surprise party for me? You shouldn't have. You really shouldn't have..."
"SURPRISE!"
The Bed & Breakfast's other residents are all here, along with a gaggle of guests. The piano room is fully decorated and Robin's cake sits proudly on the central table. Gertrude blanches behind her mask. She's too late.
"Oh, a surprise party for me? You shouldn't have. You really shouldn't have..."
OOC:
The party has begun! No more Chaos Coins may be flipped or conflicts resolved. Everyone who managed to acquire a gift for Gertrude tells Gertrude what they got her.Jan 22, 2025 11:09 am
Amelie is able to read the expression. Their response is, "Perhaps not, Gertrude, but we did. And I had prepared this gift in advance in anticipation that a birthday celebration was inevitable.
"Would you like to open it?"
They offer Gertrude their gift.
"Would you like to open it?"
They offer Gertrude their gift.
[ +- ] 🎁
A framed photo of Amelie and Gertrude the night they shoveled together.
Jan 22, 2025 9:37 pm
Gertrude opens Amelie’s gift and regard the framed photo. Her mask hides her smile. "Oh. This is actually very thoughtful, Amelie. Thank you!" She gives the maid a hug.
Maybe this party will manage to be tolerable after all...
Maybe this party will manage to be tolerable after all...
OOC:
Gertrude and Amelie each take a coin.Jan 22, 2025 10:01 pm
"Ooh! Ooh! We’re skipping straight to gift-giving? YES!"
They hold out their gift for Gert!Wren seems a bit nervous. Or eager. Or something…
They hold out their gift for Gert!
[ +- ] 💝
It’s a dozen rocks. They’re "wrapped" in an egg carton. The carton has been spray-painted several colors to appear festive.
Jan 22, 2025 10:24 pm
Gertrude opens the egg carton and regards the... rocks?
"Um. Thanks, Wren. I can tell you put a lot of work into this," Gertrude says to the adventurer. Her tone is one of gentle ambivalence.
"Um. Thanks, Wren. I can tell you put a lot of work into this," Gertrude says to the adventurer. Her tone is one of gentle ambivalence.
Jan 22, 2025 10:53 pm
"Ha, haw, heh.. huh." The gift goes over about as well as Wren had predicted, but they go on, "That one’s from Australia—Christchurch, New Zealand, technically—and that’s from Asia. Well… Furano, Japan, to be precise. The Europe rock is from Lesbos, Greece, and these two? Antarctica and the Arctic Ocean. Long story on how I got that one!
"Aw, but I don’t wanna bore ya. A rock from each of the seven continents and the five oceans. They’re, uh… labeled." Wren lifts a rock and there’s a sticker with "SA" printed on it. "Salvadore, Brazil for the South America rock," they mumble. "Yup."
"Aw, but I don’t wanna bore ya. A rock from each of the seven continents and the five oceans. They’re, uh… labeled." Wren lifts a rock and there’s a sticker with "SA" printed on it. "Salvadore, Brazil for the South America rock," they mumble. "Yup."
Jan 22, 2025 10:54 pm
The Moon Prince walks forward clutching a sketchbook to his chest. I confess that I still not quite understanding how this Earth ritual is supposed to go, but I was told it is a time for gift giving, so..." He turns the sketchbook around.
[ +- ] Moon Prince's Gift
It is a pencil sketch of of the Palace of the Moon, all gray and silver elegant curves. The stars glitter in the sky overhead and in the far distance, a full Earth can be seen in the top left corner.
Jan 23, 2025 9:29 am
Gertrude's mood brightens again when she sees the Moon Prince's sketch. "Oh, wow, M.P. This is beautiful. You are a wonderful artist! The palace looks amazing. Maybe you'll be able to take me to see the real thing one day?"
OOC:
Gertrude and the Moon Prince each get a coin.Jan 23, 2025 6:39 pm
Wren mumbles to themself, "I coulda got her all the rocks in the world, but no rock on Earth outshines a moon rock."
The pilot says that, then stares blankly at Ptisilith with its sunbright glow. "Well, after eating my words, I got no room for cake. Ha."
Wren fires their grappler gun at a tree to swing away from the party and escape. The grappler gun slowly reels a broken branch into the open window. Wren decides to just use the door and the stairs to exit, butt-waving to whoever they pass on the way out.
The pilot says that, then stares blankly at Ptisilith with its sunbright glow. "Well, after eating my words, I got no room for cake. Ha."
Wren fires their grappler gun at a tree to swing away from the party and escape. The grappler gun slowly reels a broken branch into the open window. Wren decides to just use the door and the stairs to exit, butt-waving to whoever they pass on the way out.
Last edited Jan 24, 2025 1:10 am
Jan 23, 2025 7:35 pm
Gertrude follows Wren's gaze to the Ptisilith lying inert on the floor. "Um, is it okay? It's not... dead or anything, is it?"
While waiting for the other guests to approach her with presents, somebody hands her a slice of Robin's cake. She lifts the bottom of her mask slightly to take a bite. It's sweet and fluffy and tastes somewhat of... anchovies...
"Mmm," Gertrude says as she politely puts the cake down and slowly steps away from it.
While waiting for the other guests to approach her with presents, somebody hands her a slice of Robin's cake. She lifts the bottom of her mask slightly to take a bite. It's sweet and fluffy and tastes somewhat of... anchovies...
"Mmm," Gertrude says as she politely puts the cake down and slowly steps away from it.
Jan 24, 2025 12:39 am
Mel grins and wags her tail as Gertrude takes the gift.
"My friend Merv and I got this for you! Hope you like it!" she says. Then she remembers the confetti she made and throws a handful of shredded rainbow paper into the air, shouting "Happy Birthday!"
She wolfs down her piece of the birthday cake and goes back for another, entranced by the tangy, savory taste it has.
A necklace made of spun gold with a lantern pendant
"My friend Merv and I got this for you! Hope you like it!" she says. Then she remembers the confetti she made and throws a handful of shredded rainbow paper into the air, shouting "Happy Birthday!"
She wolfs down her piece of the birthday cake and goes back for another, entranced by the tangy, savory taste it has.
[ +- ] Happy Birthday, G! From M
A necklace made of spun gold with a lantern pendant
Jan 24, 2025 8:16 am
Gertrude opens the gift from the strangely familiar werewolf. She holds the necklace up to the light, watching it sparkle. "Thank you. And tell Merv thank you, too. I really like it."
Her cheeks flush behind her mask. This is the first piece of jewelry she's ever owned. She slips the necklace over her head and touches the pendant as it settles in over her chest. It feels nice.
Her cheeks flush behind her mask. This is the first piece of jewelry she's ever owned. She slips the necklace over her head and touches the pendant as it settles in over her chest. It feels nice.
OOC:
Gertrude and Mel each get a coin! Just need the gifts from @Jdoublep now. :) Jan 25, 2025 1:10 pm
"Gertrude, my dear! Happy birthday! The happiest of birthdays to you, darling!" Monday cries cheerily as they flutter across the piano room. With a flourish, they produce their gift, an ornate gilded scroll sealed with wax and sprinkled with glittering fairy dust. "I have prepared this special gift for you. It is for your eyes, and your eyes only, so do not open it here! But I think--nay, I know you will like it."
Monday presses the scroll into Gertrude's hand and gently "boops" the nose of her mask with a long, purple finger. "Enjoy the rest of your party, dearie. We will speak soon."
They turn to leave, but they pause as they pass by the Moon Prince. The fairy lowers their voice and whispers to the Prince. "I know you took something from my gift shop. Around here, when you take something from a shop without paying for it, it is called theft. You are new to Earth and the concept of money, so I will forgive your crime this one time. But you will owe me a favor as payment for the glitter you took. A favor I shall collect at a later date."
Monday smiles, adjusts their jacket, and flutters away.
Monday presses the scroll into Gertrude's hand and gently "boops" the nose of her mask with a long, purple finger. "Enjoy the rest of your party, dearie. We will speak soon."
They turn to leave, but they pause as they pass by the Moon Prince. The fairy lowers their voice and whispers to the Prince. "I know you took something from my gift shop. Around here, when you take something from a shop without paying for it, it is called theft. You are new to Earth and the concept of money, so I will forgive your crime this one time. But you will owe me a favor as payment for the glitter you took. A favor I shall collect at a later date."
Monday smiles, adjusts their jacket, and flutters away.
OOC:
Bingo: Reveal a scandalous secret.Jan 25, 2025 4:53 pm
Alex sidles up to Gertrude, one hand tucked under his head so it doesn’t pop off in the excitement. She carefully sets down a small, midnight-blue box adorned with hand-painted silver stars. Despite some paint splotches still clinging to his leather jacket, she offers a crooked grin.
"Hey, kid," he says quietly, running a thumb over the smooth varnish. "I, uh, know we don't know each other so well - but I hope you like this. It’s a keepsake box. For your… well, your keepsakes, I guess." She lifts the lid, revealing a plush velvet lining and a faint, ghostly shimmer along the inside edges.
"Took me more tries than I’ll admit to get the stars right," Alex continues, "but…I hear you're the kind of person who deserves something a little special, you know? Seems you’ve got dreams big enough to fill a whole sky."
With that, he steps back, trying to hide the fact she’s actually quite nervous.
"Hey, kid," he says quietly, running a thumb over the smooth varnish. "I, uh, know we don't know each other so well - but I hope you like this. It’s a keepsake box. For your… well, your keepsakes, I guess." She lifts the lid, revealing a plush velvet lining and a faint, ghostly shimmer along the inside edges.
"Took me more tries than I’ll admit to get the stars right," Alex continues, "but…I hear you're the kind of person who deserves something a little special, you know? Seems you’ve got dreams big enough to fill a whole sky."
With that, he steps back, trying to hide the fact she’s actually quite nervous.
Jan 25, 2025 5:07 pm
Yola glides over with measured, shrubby grace, branches rustling softly with each step. In her hands, she holds a framed arrangement of pressed autumn blooms and tattered petals, meticulously preserved under glass. There’s a slightly imperfect but endearing arc of colorful leaves and flower fragments across the top, and at the bottom, in careful script, is a quote from Heartsword:
"When all seems lost, true friends help you find a way."
Yola offers the frame to Gertrude with a warm smile.
"Here you are, dearie," she says, voice low, gentle. "Not quite as pristine as I’d hoped, but… there’s beauty in the wrinkles, I think. Reminds me of us older folks."
A wry twinkle brightens her eyes. "I know birthdays aren’t your cup of tea, but I hope this helps you feel a bit more… grounded in the people who care about you."
"When all seems lost, true friends help you find a way."
Yola offers the frame to Gertrude with a warm smile.
"Here you are, dearie," she says, voice low, gentle. "Not quite as pristine as I’d hoped, but… there’s beauty in the wrinkles, I think. Reminds me of us older folks."
A wry twinkle brightens her eyes. "I know birthdays aren’t your cup of tea, but I hope this helps you feel a bit more… grounded in the people who care about you."
Jan 25, 2025 5:45 pm
Gertrude gratefully accepts the gifts from both Alex and Yola. "These are both beautiful gifts. I really do like them!" she tells them. "Thank you."She looks around at all of her friends, old and new. Despite her initial misgivings, this is actually turning out to be a happy birthday, indeed. She can't remember the last time she actually had a birthday that she enjoyed.
"Thanks, everyone. I appreciate all the work you put into this party. So, let's have some more fun! After all, I don't have a birthday every day."
Parish and Sal share a smile, happy that their plan to brighten Gertrude's day worked out. As everybody celebrates long into the night, Gertrude's heart feels full. But she can't help but glance down at the scroll Monday gave her, wondering what it could portend...
And that is the story of Gertrude's first birthday at Yazeba's Bed & Breakfast!
OOC:
Gertude takes 2 Coins and both Alex and Yola each get one. "Thanks, everyone. I appreciate all the work you put into this party. So, let's have some more fun! After all, I don't have a birthday every day."
Parish and Sal share a smile, happy that their plan to brighten Gertrude's day worked out. As everybody celebrates long into the night, Gertrude's heart feels full. But she can't help but glance down at the scroll Monday gave her, wondering what it could portend...
And that is the story of Gertrude's first birthday at Yazeba's Bed & Breakfast!
OOC:
The B&B gets a Slice of Cake (Square Memento) and we can use the remaining Chaos Coins as Leftovers!