Events

“Okay, it shouldn’t be too hard to establish where I need to go! After all, Carnyx entrusted me to find this for him!” Melitta clutched the tea stained colored map in her hands as she reviewed it in the comfort of her cool hotel room before venturing outside. She wasn’t a big outdoorsy type, so when Carnyx brought her the map when she was in the library, she couldn’t say no when offered to watch her two MiniMoos in exchange of checking this out for him...

Toro had already set up a space on the white sand beach with an umbrella, chairs, and an ice chest filled with water bottles and some sodas in it. Sunscreen and aloe in one of the pouches of the chair. Sandwiches and fruits that he made personally to avoid having to go back to the resort to eat. He was currently carrying a beach bag that Soda had filled with a beach towel, hat, her phone, sunglasses, for any perfect photography session. She told him she would ch...

Before leaving the resort, Hamish stopped by the spa the resort had. He needed help thinning the thick hair on him to prevent heat stroke while on the beach. The staff were more than happy to help, especially with the tip afterwards. Tail swaying with his beach chair on his back, umbrella strapped onto it, and small cooler with his lunch, drink, and some aloe in case some poor Moo needed immediate relief from the sun. His normal glasses were swapped out for a pr...

Soda loved the flowering fair and the excitement of it, the attractions, the crowd, the cheerful atmosphere, the food... So naturally she convinced Toro to join her, whether he really wanted to or not. As thanks she did treat him to a coffee after all.She wasn't exactly sure what they were.. They were definitely close, but Soda hadn't really figured out how close and in what way. The...

The Jack-in-the-Box was an interesting little surprise on Moore's porch. And an even more curious item once he got it inside and started to play around with it a bit. The crank worked fine, the music was functional, but it would never pop open no matter how long he cranked it for. The music would simply repeat, and even stranger, the crank never felt like it had any tension behind it. Typically, if you cranked one of these for too long, the tension would make it impossible to crank without br...

"I'm sorry, Anastasius." The taller pheromoo shrunk under the other's gaze. Despite her previous incident, she had been keen to continue having fun and engaging in pranks and tomfoolery. Unfortunately, that didn't work out that well the second time either. At least she didn't get kicked in the face this time- or at least, she hadn't been yet. If she didn't get started with sweeping up the confetti on the floor, she just might be. She looked down at Anastasius, who had his arms crossed and loo...

Locke laid in bed, eyes dejectedly casting over the lily he had brought back from his visit with goddess Cybele, one that now laid solitary in a small glass vase by his nightstand. Any magic that had rested upon its petals swiftly dissipated as soon as the two had left the goddess' home and he had been staunchly unable to muster any himself since that day, though Cybele's request to take care of the bloom was one that still rung between his ears. The impostor syndrome that loved to pla...