Pretty much never stops talking, even when nobody in the Royal Rainbow Troupe really knows what she's trying to tell them. Sunny disposition, rather sweet.
One of the more harmless examples from Strike's stable of unstable kids, but the boy still ain't right. Consumptively devoted, but self-destruction is a step up.
...o rose thou art sick. the invisible worm that flies in the night... - The Sick Rose Spoiler
NOTES :: blue's Repeat Breeding Bribes - technically a repeat, though Snare was made after the mystery breeding... These kids were everything I ever wanted between them.
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Patiently, she waits for flesh to slough; gently, she cleans each brittle bone. Lovingly, she speaks of all its lives, because each skeleton is a story of its own.
Head of the Bird Witches, she oversees their collection and spread with the help of her dark familiar, Swan.
Carol, Foster, and Bob are Rise & Shine's perfect little helpers. They're the chipperest of shop assisstants, the smiliest of staff. And not that fake customer service stuff either - it's genuine as heck. Disconcertingly cheerful.
...don't ever leave me, say you'll never go... - Oh! Carol Spoiler
NOTES :: blue's Repeat Breeding Bribes. And then we waited to the end of the year to cert them as creepy Santa's helpers people Kin.
PETS :: Part of my mantis top-up bribe from the legendary 2017 Is it La La Land Air Bud stream. I hadn't been intending to keep any, but Carol wanted this one bad.
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Carol, Foster, and Bob are Rise & Shine's perfect little helpers. They're the chipperest of shop assisstants, the smiliest of staff. And not that fake customer service stuff either - it's genuine as heck. Disconcertingly cheerful.
Tadpole loves all animals big and small, although just a little maybe preferably small so he doesn't get crushed because Tadpole isn't really all that big and accidents have happened. But Tadpole's game! He loves all animals!
He checks in with the rest of the Animal Witches pretty often. Not because he's lonely or anything, he just likes his friends - coven. Right, Little Voices said to call it a coven.
BONDS :: Little Voices - she's their leader and she's real swell
DUCKWEED [ 17.01.2019 ]
There's a sort of funny story about mistaking it for duckweed but actually it wasn't all that funny and kind of traumatising.
FISHBALL [ 18.02.2023 ]
Look, he doesn't have eyes - he doesn't know it looks like a bag of guts; he doesn't know it's got a funny face.
...-.. - ... Spoiler
NOTES :: Ruri won her Animal Witches semi-coven and let me have Tadpole! PETS :: A package deal. | This Winter Market 2022 bag from Maxx, with this glass frog inspo. Lvoe frog-face.
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NOTES :: CC thread roll that Maxx won and did. He basically did Gentle for meee and it shows. Did you know that gentle is a term for maggots as fishing bait? I didn't till I found out in a hurry for her.
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He's basically a sort of ridiculously good-looking guy with a comforting smile who turns out to be a field doctor and when something happens out in the wild, he pulls his hair back in a manbun and rolls up the sleeves of his worn cotton shirt, and plunges his hands into someone's intestines.
Serene do-gooder healer-in-training; probably at least slightly unbearable.
Ultraviole(n)t, wild and skittish; keeps to herself. She looks like a sort of manic pixie dreamgirl, but she's really just manic. Needs help and knows it.
AFTER ME COMES THE FLOOD [ After Me ]:: 28.02.2019 [ doe ]
Beware the water witch, who sits at the edge of the treacherous marsh, to the North. She may look like an ordinary Kiokote - even fetching, with her glossy locks - but her dripping mane is laced with tangled weeds, and across her back she bears the marks of her sin: clear hoofprints, pale and dry against the dark damp of her pelt. For only the flesh of other Kin could satiate her hunger, so far has she fallen. She will call to you, sweet words that draw you to her - and once your hoof might touch her wet-slicked fur, there! You are stuck fast - no force on earth could free you - and then she will dive, deep, into the treacherous marsh, and there she will drown you, and there she will strip every last trace of meat from your bones. Few kin have returned from the treacherous marsh. Only enough to warn of the water witch.
- Like feckin' 'ell, the likes of ye just keep comin' and ye never listen! 'Th' bog's dangerous, ye'd get stuck innit so watch yer step,' I said, but nooooo...
Always misunderstood, but, still, she has a job to do. Grim and tough, with a hell of an angry mouth.
