berry ✿ bulletin

Welcome to Berry Bulletin! A fun and interactive board the City Council has set up to spice up the communication between citizens. Perhaps someone has left a message for you. Or maybe you can find a job through the advertisements! You can post about anything, so why not give it a try? [ Be sure to read our guidelines first! Thank you! ]

[inkyfreshhell-blog]

Bendy took a seat at his now Hotel Room’s desk…and, well. put a couple pillows on said seat so that he could reach the desk.

He used a traditional inkwell, which was much to his taste than…well, the pens they seemed to be using nowadays. He knew he had a lot of catching up to do in means of technology; thankfully though, he was a quick learner

Nonetheless, he began writing out his letter to this…Aries and Stella. He figured he might as well considering he knew nothing about why he was here, and the first thing he received was a letter from them. He figured he would act cordial, although he really would prefer this to c̷̗̍ͧ̌̉̋̒̚ȩ͍̻͈̖aͮͩ̅͏̳̬̤͇s̖ͦ̑͑̓e̥̥ͧ̔ ͎͍͔̖̩̻̟̅aͧ̑t̻̖̻̗̽̒ͮ̍̃̎ͯ ̜̬̥̲̣͛o̩͍̺͊̕n̮͙͙̝̟̖͉̒̾ͪ̍͞c̟͍̓̓̚e̷͔̮̱̓̑ͮ̓ ͚̻̱̰̬́̈̋ͥ̎̚, it was always better to play nice at first.

He then began to write–

Dearest Aries & Stella, 

My name is Bendy. I’m not your average human- in fact, I am not human at all! I am but a small demon that enjoys dancing, acting, and many other things! But I suppose that is not important.

I must implore you…why am I here? This is not a world I am used to, and I have no clue as to why I ended up in such a place. Is there a reason for me to be here? Did Joey or Henry send me here? Does this have anything to do with my, ahem…objectionable behavior, so to speak? Is this some sort of punishment? I just truly do not understand why I am here, and whether this was intentional, or some sort of mistake. Either way, I appreciate the housing for the time being, and I would appreciate to get a response back from you soon.

Sincerely Yours, Bendy

Yep, that oughtta do it. Although he certainly was frustrated, things hadn’t been terrible so far. Perhaps this Aries and Stella weren’t sure why he was here, either.

[popcornpost-blog1]

Your letter has been sent on its way to Aries and Stella! Don’t worry, soon enough you’ll surely receive a reply from them to all your questions.

Probably. Oh well, all you can do is wait for a response, right?

[berrybulletin-blog]

And surely enough, a sheep soon comes to you with a response! Perhaps not the kind you expected, because the letter came in a parcel and in the form of a form. It looks like the classics have yet to die. Regardless, the response reads as follows:

o ben bendy bender

dw, we know.

stella city would never be used as a punishment, bahahahaa!!! it iss named after MEEEE! what do u even expect? ewe

appreciated or not, ur here 4 the time being. enjoy!!!!!

p.s.: pet some sheep. they cool. im promis

☆ stella

Well then. That was also a way to respond. It addressed your questions, you guess..?

[badkuya]

specialrobotboy ♔

Kiibo was in no position to reject Shirogane’s demands. When she told him he still wasn’t making sense he had been about to start explaining things from the very beginning. He, however, hadn’t been allowed that luxury. 

Shirogane’s megaphone sent out another electromagnetic wave which hit him square in the chest. A seemingly endless amount of error messages popped up for Kiibo, obscuring his vision. Before he was able to read any of them he was presented with a blue screen of death.

“……………………”

The husk that was Kiibo’s body fell over and hit the ground with a loud thud. As per protocol his motherboard tried to power-on self-test, but it was to no avail. Almost like a plea for help, his motherboard began beeping. The beeps sounded shrill and desperate but didn’t fall on any ears capable of understanding Kiibo’s last cries. 

Who knew that the destruction of a mechanical creature could be so dramatic? Byakuya carefully watched the robot as it met its fated end, beeping noises ringing into his ears, which, strangely enough, were almost akin to a human’s desperate cries of trying to latch onto life. Was this machine sentient enough to do this all on its own? Or was it just programmed that way to sound that humane? Either way, it was disturbing at the least, and a little admirable at most. It emitted a strange amount of bad vibes.

Unsure of how to deal with the mess he had accidentally created himself, Byakuya took off his glasses to rub at the bridge of his nose. Inhaling sharply, he gathered his thoughts again, and steered himself in a way he was used to. He shouldn’t think too much of this. This robot wasn’t human, so there was no guilt for him to feel, and this could barely be considered a loss to this world. Robots were far easier to replace or repair than humans were. Taking that into account, this situation was fixable. There was no room for panic.

Having put his glasses back on, Byakuya stood straight as he put away his megaphone hacking gun and made his way back into the hotel. His voice was steady, determined and cold, as he told the hotel staff to clean up the remains outside, and he was quick to slid them some money in exchange for the service. If he let them know that robot might have had been more sentient than it looked right now, then it might disturb them, and that wouldn’t be of benefit to anyone right now. He was better off sparing them that kind of traumatic experience. 

Byakuya let out a sigh as he watched the sheep rush to the location with the necessary tools. A weird feeling sank to the pit of his stomach, but he disregarded it in favour of his own rationality. Afterwards, he returned to his own room and returned to an activity that always calmed him down; reading.

He could only hope that this whole ordeal wouldn’t disturb his future endeavors in this city, but of course, that would just be optimistic. Byakuya always prepared himself for the worst. Any kind of backlash was sure to visit him soon.

It was only a matter of waiting.

[berrybulletin-blog]

Barely a loss to the world..? We tend to disagree!

… How odd. This is a type of error message you’ve never seen before. It’s an entirely different style from your own error messages, too, and it doesn’t want to go away, no matter what you do. After a while, it almost feels as if you click the metaphorical “OK” button to this whole disastrous ordeal. Maybe life is willing to give you another chance.

After a while, your vision turns back on.

“Oh? Look at what we have here!” A goat speaks up. You don’t know who she is. As far as you are concerned, you have never seen her before. When your gaze darts around, you find yourself in a rather cluttered, large room. There’s tools all over the place. You make eye contact with her, at which she smiles and introduces herself.

“I’m Wewery Rockbaall, and you are in Ewesink Emporium.” She tells you. “You suffered a vital crash of sorts that put you in critical condition. I repaired you, but you have been shut down for three days. Any acquaintances of yours have already been notified of the incident by letter.”

The goat takes a brief look at you and sighs. “I’ve never seen something like you before, but luckily enough, I was able to repair you and restore your AI flawlessly. By the way, it seems Aries and Stella have left you a letter. You should read it once you feel a bit more sound of mind.”

She moves to leave the room, but turns her head around to tell you one last thing: “I have checked you earlier. It might be a good idea to stay here for four more days, so we can test all your functions and fix them if necessary. This wouldn’t have been necessary if you just came in for maintenance every now and then, so do that from now on, will you?”

And with that she exits the room.

It doesn’t take long for you to realize that you must be in a backroom of Ewesink Emporium, where they do repairs and maintenance on their vehicles. You were pretty sure you died back there, that you shut down entirely- how was she able to repair you, with all memories intact? Is there really someone who’s that talented?

You read the letter addressed to you.

[Letter to Byakuya Togami] [Letter to K1-B0]

[berrybulletin-blog]

A huge, flashy poster with the festive black-orange-purple theme appropriate for the holiday decorated with bats, skeletons, and other spooky icons has been posted on the board.

CELEBRATING HALLOWEEN WEEK AT THE SNAKE EYE!!

Costume parties held every day of the week from October 30th to November 5th! Doors open at 10 PM. A spooky dance floor opened especially for the holiday times, with terrifying special discounts on all drinks!

Make sure to look the scariest, as you might be finding yourself drinking for free all night long!

Thinking about it, you may have seen some guy dressed up as a zombie go around town handing flyers like this…

[berrybulletin-blog]

☆ Trick or Treat! ☆

To celebrate the Pumpkin ‘n Spice Festival, here’s one of two memes to celebrate! Do you like trick or treating?

Send a 🍬 for my character to give yours a treat, or send a 🎃 for my character to trick yours!

Don’t forget to tag your reblogs and answers with #steci memeing for easy tracking and blacklisting, to accommodate those who may not meme as hard as others! Feel free to tag it as #steci answers as well for others to find!

[berrybulletin-blog]

☆ Candy Meme ☆

To celebrate the Pumpkin ‘n Spice Festival, here’s one of two memes to celebrate! Why not drop some candy in the inboxes of your friends? They’ll surely enjoy it.

Bubblegum: What is your character’s favorite type of candy? Rock candy: What is your character’s general taste like? Do they tend to like classics, or things people might view as strange? Lollipop: Does your character act tough, but have a warm, gooey center? The opposite? Are they soft all-around, or more of a bad apple? Caramel: If your character was a type of candy, what would they be and why? Chocolate-covered marshmallow: Do they have an obvious weakness, or are their soft spots more hidden? Baaribo: Is there a memory your character associates with the taste of candy? Jelly beans: What are two of your character’s traits that you wouldn’t think go together, but do? Liquorice: What’s a memory that leaves a bad taste in your character’s mouth? Candy corn: What is something your character loves about this time of year?

Don’t forget to tag your reblogs and answers with #steci memeing for easy tracking and blacklisting, to accommodate those who may not meme as hard as others! Feel free to tag it as #steci answers as well for others to find!

[berrybulletin-blog]

☆ Trick or Treat! ☆

To celebrate the Pumpkin ‘n Spice Festival, here’s one of two memes to celebrate! Do you like trick or treating?

Send a 🍬 for my character to give yours a treat, or send a 🎃 for my character to trick yours!

Don’t forget to tag your reblogs and answers with #steci memeing for easy tracking and blacklisting, to accommodate those who may not meme as hard as others! Feel free to tag it as #steci answers as well for others to find!

[berrybulletin-blog]

☆ Candy Meme ☆

To celebrate the Pumpkin ‘n Spice Festival, here’s one of two memes to celebrate! Why not drop some candy in the inboxes of your friends? They’ll surely enjoy it.

Bubblegum: What is your character’s favorite type of candy? Rock candy: What is your character’s general taste like? Do they tend to like classics, or things people might view as strange? Lollipop: Does your character act tough, but have a warm, gooey center? The opposite? Are they soft all-around, or more of a bad apple? Caramel: If your character was a type of candy, what would they be and why? Chocolate-covered marshmallow: Do they have an obvious weakness, or are their soft spots more hidden? Baaribo: Is there a memory your character associates with the taste of candy? Jelly beans: What are two of your character’s traits that you wouldn’t think go together, but do? Liquorice: What’s a memory that leaves a bad taste in your character’s mouth? Candy corn: What is something your character loves about this time of year?

Don’t forget to tag your reblogs and answers with #steci memeing for easy tracking and blacklisting, to accommodate those who may not meme as hard as others! Feel free to tag it as #steci answers as well for others to find!

[prisonserve-blog]

Ryoma wakes up, not remembering when exactly he’d fallen asleep. He attempts to think it over, but before he can he notices that too many things are off. He’s used to waking up early- way before the Monokubs’ morning announcement, but it’s already very light outside, so it should already be around that time the announcement plays.

The next thing that throws him off, is the fact that this room, while similar to his previous one, is just not the same one. For starters, there’s no television screen to play any announcements on- and when he looks outside, it’s not the Ultimate Academy for Gifted Juveniles he sees. He assumes it must be the doing of the Monokubs, or even Monokuma himself, to pull such a weird elaborate stunt; but even then, isn’t this completely out there?

After a knock on the door, and opening it to discover a sheep with a letter for him, he feels none the wiser. So, according to this letter, he’s in a place called ‘Stella City’, but nothing about this adds up. He shouldn’t have been able to go through the end wall, and yet he was here- someplace definitely not within the confines of the Ultimate Academy. Even if it hadn’t been Monokuma and the Monokubs, there still was something very weird about all this.

For now, he assumed this was in fact a different place; the circumstances on how he got here he would get to later. So when he took out pen and paper to write a reply to these so called Aries and Stella, he went with the assumption of being in a different place and brought here by different people, in an attempt to at least clear up some confusion on not only why he was here, but also why he was here in a hotel room, instead of, well, a prison room.

Aries and Stella,

I am not ungrateful for the circumstances I’m in, but they do not make any sense to me either. Assuming none of this is done by Monokuma or the Monokubs’ doing, I wonder why you’d put someone like me in a room.

Shouldn’t a prisoner be put in prison? That would be the safest option and a logical one. Someone like me has no place in a proper city.

Thank you for the room regardless, I’ll at least keep it in good state for whoever might use it in the future.

Ryoma Hoshi

Well… Depending on the response he got, he might learn a thing or two about this place. And if they did put him back in prison?

Well, it wouldn’t be weird, would it?

He hands the letter back to the sheep, unable to resist giving it a short pet on the head before sending it off. He’s unsure if the sheep knows where to take the reply, but it brought the first letter too, didn’t it? Only way to find out was wait and see.

@popcornpost

[popcornpost-blog1]

And off the sheep goes with your letter! Don’t worry, surely you will receive a reply. All you have to do is just wait patiently!

[berrybulletin-blog]

You receive a reply! A bulky sheep kicks down your door with their hoof and walks in. That sounds impressive at first, but to be completely honest, the doors at Moonpie Motel weren’t maintained and just fragile to begin with. Guess you have to deal with a broken door from now on.

With much grace, the sheep spits the letter on the floor and proudly trots off. They don’t even wait for you to give them a letter in return, as if they perfectly assume you would have none anyway.

Nevermind that weird encounter, you decide to read the letter...

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

srryy about hans he just does that. greetz wasnt around 2 do dis 4 me

ur 10/10 a-ok dw

aries q likes u but DooOoooont f all i n love with them ok???? capiche???? they’re a sheep. forbidden love. doki doki waku waku. sumthing about respecting u as a person or s/t. w/e. i didnt really listen

have i told u yet i love aries. i do. they suuuuuuper great. again, dont fall in love with them. thank. they wuldnt be interested in u n-e-way

this room is urs and u keep it. no prison 4 u. it safe enugh. im sure lmao. there are sum bananas under ur bed if u need them

nywayz enjo  y this welcome gift byeeeeee

☆ stella

When you look in the rest of the envelope, you find a 2,000 stardust gift card for Castella Café. How neat! You suppose you could grab a bite sometime soon.

... You also find the mentioned bananas under your bed. Why would you eat those? They are still fresh and edible, though.

[scaletipped-blog]

@popcornpost

No one expects to wake up in a hotel room in the middle of the end of the world. The roaring of the Fell Dragon screamed in Robin’s ears, final preparations made to board the nape of Grima’s neck in order to take him down – then the Shepherds head to the barracks for a well-deserved rest… Only for the Grima-vessel to wake on a fresh bed, peaceful light streaming through the window. Gone are the men and women who fought so bravely alongside him for over a year, replaced instead with gentle walls and the soft light that bathed the interior due to the sun streaming by. Hell-sky is gone, replaced instead with a kind of homely warmth Robin doesn’t remember having ever experienced.

It should be understandable for the tactician to be on edge when he wakes; he’d been about to march straight into his death, after all. A promise he’s made to prevent Grima from being inflicted upon future generation upon future generation spurred him on, only for the ability to fulfill said promise stripped out from underneath him. Not only that, but he’s somewhere entirely unfamiliar; such a scene would ring alarm bells of a kidnapping. Did Grima whisk him away here in order to prevent from being handed down?

Before Robin can begin to panic at his situation, a knocking on the door of the room that he’s in alerts him. Every muscle in his body braces before he lifts himself up to his feet. Nervous anticipation has him hesitating at the door; could it be his kidnappers? Could it be Grima, ready to strike him down? …Could it be Chrom?

Slowly the door opens, and slowly to him…

…a sheep is revealed.

Robin blinks. At first, his stare is entirely uncomprehending; a sheep? What’s the sense in that? And it even has a little tie that it’s wearing… That’s when he notices that it’s carrying a letter in its mouth. The noise the sheep makes tells Robin enough, that the letter is for him and he should take it. ❝A…delivery sheep?❞ he muses out loud. How decidedly odd. He’s heard of carrier pigeons and horses, but never sheep of all things.

He hesitates at first in taking the letter, not certain that the sheep won’t rear up and attack him. When it appears to remain relaxed as he reaches out in that direction, the tactician lets out a soft breath as he extracts it from the sheep’s mouth. Might as well, right? This was the most likely place he could glean any information from, after all. He ignores the slobber that grazes his fingertips; too used to grime of battle for it to be much of a significant issue. Using tapered fingers to carefully edge the envelope open, his eyes scan the letter within.

Stella City… So that’s the name of the place. He’s not sure what ‘city’ means, but given the context he can assume that it’s not too far-off of a town or a kingdom. With words like Civil Servants, it’s apparent whoever sent this letter either manages the place or knows and works for the management. The content itself is non-threatening; the stationery is soft and the words gentle. But for Robin, that’s exactly what makes it so suspicious.

Robin still had the habit of mumbling to himself with thinking, but he isn’t too worried about it in this case; the only ear-witness would be the sheep, after all. ❝There’s no way it can be a coincidence,❞ he murmurs, grazing his knuckles along his chin and thought. ❝There’s so little information in this letter. It doesn’t say why I’m here, and it doesn’t mention anything about Ylisse at all.❞ That’s…disconcerting. It’s almost as if Ylisse has ceased to exist. But certainly that can’t be the case, can it?

A soft hum in thought leaves parted lips. ❝It does say I can write them back. Thinking about it endlessly without more information isn’t going to get anywhere. How do I go about this…❞

His gaze sweeps over the room for some kind of stationery, envelopes, and a writing utensil. He finds a pencil and some letter paper, setting them down on the nightstand near the bed, and pulling up one of the chairs at his room’s table. With that, he gets writing.

Dear Aries and Stella,

Thank you for the welcome as well as the assistance in sorting out living arrangements for me. It’s appreciated that you would take the time to send me a letter, especially if you’re preoccupied with city-upkeep.

I do have a few questions that I would like to be answered. For one, where is Stella City? Is it anywhere near Ylisse? Secondly, if I was taken (and I’m guessing I was, as I’d think I’d remember traveling to this city if I’d done so of my own accord) how was this done, and was anyone else taken with me? Lastly, what is my purpose for being here?

If these questions could be addressed in a timely manner, it would be appreciated.

Sincerely, Robin

The end of the pencil’s lifted up to his teeth as he thinks more, but he can’t think of anything else that he would ask in this letter – not yet, anyway. With that, he carefully folds it and places it in the envelope before turning to the sheep that had been standing there, waiting for him.

❝Can you take this back to them? Thank you very much.❞ Maybe the sheep can’t understand him, but Robin’s run into stranger circumstances before. He holds out the envelope.

[popcornpost-blog1]

The sheep waits for a moment before taking the letter in their mouth with a decidedly lazy lull. You can see that they’re already drooling on it a little, but as they turn around and trot away at their own merry pace, you’re sure the letter will survive the journey. … Well, you hope it will, at least.

[berrybulletin-blog]

You assume the letter has in fact survived the journey (at least mostly), since you are greeted once more by the bleat of a sheep with a letter for you! That’s great news, that should be the reply to your letter, right? The envelope looks quite fancy, purple and silver, but the letter inside is written on simple pink paper. Well, at least they took the time to pick you a nice envelope?

hewwo mister mister

u are sooooooooooooooooooooooooo welcome ☆

hmmm u give me q & i give u r:

idk

ummmmmmm sheep cant be inherently bad wtf r u even suggesting. u came here on ur own??????????? did u forget?????

purpose? just find some meaning. u can do it buddy

have fun ewe

✰ stella

Well, it’s, uhh, a reply..? You also spot some confetti in the envelope. Aren’t you glad you didn’t tear it open entirely in one go? That would’ve been everywhere! Upon closer inspection, all the little coloured confetti’s have the word ‘cool’ written on them.

Why go to such extents..?

[fujiwaraphoenix]

It had been a few days since he had met with Schezo in the Castella Cafe, but his time had been well occupied since then. Between catching up with schoolwork and the various strange and, well, interesting people he had encountered in this city he hadn’t had time to just sit down and write a letter.

He sat at his familiar desk, familiar COMP next to him, familiar books on programming and the occult a reach away. That his room was recreated so such a degree, it sickened him. He had spend only the bare minimum amount of time there before that it hadn’t yet sank in how perfect a recreation it was and how much that made him sick to his stomach.

Putting pen to paper, he began to write. Should he send to both of the suspicious sheep supervisors, or would he have better luck writing to one? Almost on a whim, he decided to dedicate this letter to Aries and began to write.

To Aries,

It troubles me how you and your associate Stella were able to lift me from my own time and place and bring me here, nullifying my natural powers and greatly reducing Hinokagutsuchi. It also disturbs me that my assigned hotel room is a near perfect recreation of the room I lived in with my late mother, for personal reasons. Is there an explanation for these things?

On a more positive note, thank you for removing all trace of the Demon Summoning Program from my devices. The creation of the program was a grave mistake and its seeming destruction is a burden off of my shoulders.

Yours,

Akemi Nakajima.

Even if he had a planned reason for the letter, he wrote sincerely, even if he came off more verbose than he expected. He put the letter into an envelope and sealing it, addressing it as well as he could. Walking out into the hallway, he stopped a passing mailsheep and handed them the letter. “Could you bring this to your superiors, Aries and Stella? It’s important that it gets to them.”

[popcornpost-blog1]

If you can be sure of one thing, it’s that our trusty mail sheep take their job very seriously! So, don’t worry; they’ll make sure your important letter arrives where it should.

Now, all you have to do is wait for a reply! Don’t worry; surely it’ll come soon.

[berrybulletin-blog]

Days pass, but you haven’t been forgotten! A sheep appears at your front door once again, this time with another letter for you. A reply to your own, then? Looks like your letter had arrived safely and has been read in that case! You take the reply from the sheep, covered in drool once again. It reads as follows:

Dear Akemi,

There seems to be a slight misunderstanding, as we can assure you, you were not ‘lifted’ from your home. You have arrived here in Stella City of your own consciousness. As for your room, we felt it would be better if you arrived in a room that resembles a familiar environment, would it not? It would surely help people settle in more than a completely unfamiliar room would.

Yes, something with such an eerie name does not sound like it has a place in our wonderful city. It was our pleasure, so we hope that without the existence of it, you can continue to have a good time in Stella City.

Yours sincerely, Your loyal local Civil Servant, ♈ Aries

Rather straight to the point and without frills, you suppose, but it’s a clear letter which answers your questions.

Did it..?

Well, at least it addressed them, so you know your own letter must’ve been read. In the envelope there’s some colourful papers as well. You could use them for origami, for crafts, or maybe even as simple and pretty stationary if you wanted to. How thoughtful!

[darkmageknight]

Letters of innermost desire

Alright! Now that he has the time, Schezo, the Dark Mage, feels now is the perfect moment to make advances on those in charge! Just as promised!! Also, because he has some thank yous to send and would prefer to do it in private.

Now that he’s alone and in private: he grabs parchment (because he’s used to sending letters the old fashioned way, by writing on a scroll. Please help him?) and a goose’s feather, splattering ink everywhere in his enthusiastic brush strokes on the page.

It takes several minutes or so, but Schezo then steps back, like a proud artist looking onto their finished work.

“Eee hee hee! It’s a masterpiece, if I do say so myself!”

Yes, sadly, he did just verbally squee to himself. Dark Mage Schezo, here.

The parchment read: STELLA AND ARIES! I, THE GREAT DARK MAGE SCHEZO, HAVE DECIDED TO RUSH UPON YOU WITH A WHIRLWIND OF PASSION TO SEND YOU THIS PARCHMENT LETTER! HUZZAH!

ARE YOU BOTH SHEEP TOO, OR PERHAPS, HIDDEN MYTHOLOGICAL BEINGS OF GREAT POWER? GRANTED, IF YOU WANT TO MAKE IT MORE OF A CHALLENGE TO FIND THE ANSWERS WE SEEK, I SHAN’T JUDGE YOU.

BE THAT AS IT MAY….I….I ALSO WISH TO THANK YOU. BUT….WHY DID YOU GIVE ME, A TAINTED DARK MAGE, THE CHANCE OF A NORMAL LIFE, SOMETHING I DESIRED FOR SO LONG? I HAVE MADE MANY MISTAKES, SO…I…PART OF ME FEELS UNWORTHY OF IT, THIS CHANCE.

…I SUPPOSE I HAVE NO RIGHT TO QUESTION THE WHY, BUT…I AM TRULY AM GRATEFUL, EVEN IF YOU CANNOT GIVE ANY CLUES AS TO WHY EVERYONE IS HERE.

YOURS TRULY, SCHEZO, THE DARK MAGE.

PS: I SENT A CAKE FOR YOU!! I HOPE IT IS AN EXPLOSION OF CREAMY, THICK FLAVOUR.

Rolling the parchment up, he tucked a red ribbon around it and made sure the cake was in a safe sendable-state before heading off to a mail sheep. It…seemed a little afraid of the strange, melty mess the cake seemed to look like under the cover.

“Please, can you send these two things to those in charge for me? I would appreciate it.”

Still, the human asked nicely, and even patted it…it took the cake and the letter. Schezo hoped they liked the cake! [In a related note, if anyone was brave enough to try it despite it’s looks…it would actually taste nice, despite looking like something from a book of demon figures. Huh. A surprise.]

[popcornpost-blog1]

And off the sheep goes indeed! After all, as long as you ask nicely (and even sometimes if you don’t, I suppose), the sheep will make sure that all your messages are properly delivered! You can expect a reply soon, especially since you sent along a little gift. How nice!

[berrybulletin-blog]

Knock knock! Who’s there? It’s a mail sheep, yay! It has a reply for you! It may have taken a while, but the sheep also has a package to go with the letter, so maybe that’s why it took some time to get ready? The envelope and stationary is simple, but has a nice light gradient from blue to teal.

Dear Schezo,

Huzzah indeed! We thank you for your letter, as well as the gift you have sent along. It was a little too large for just Stella and I, so we shared with some other sheep. We hope that that was alright. They seemed to quite enjoy it.

To answer the question you ask, we too are sheep. Mythical beings we are not, though we are quite intelligent sheep if I do say so myself.

If you are having a good time, then that is all we need. We value all our citizens in Stella City, and have the firm belief that every single one of you has an important place in our society. Are you having a good time? Did you make some nice memories, or good friends? If so, then we need nothing else.

We hope the package we sent along arrived safely. They are nothing special, but perhaps you will enjoy them regardless.

Yours sincerely, Your loyal local Civil Servant, ♈ Aries

As you open the package, there’s a small plastic box in there. You can’t see what’s inside until you remove the lid, however, so you open it to discover that inside are some cookies. They’re simple cookies shaped like sheep. How cute!

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burnelled:

With the way consciousness slipped through her fingers Yang was sure she was done for. It almost felt wrong not giving in and rest up, after all, she’s been tired for too long. Fighting with inner demons and whatnot, this girl deserved a good rest. There’s nothing to worry about, Ruby is naive, but Blake and Weiss aren’t. They’re strong, they can protect themselves and her little sister…. There’s nothing to worry about, no, not a single thing.

It’s no surprise when she gets yanked back into consciousness, after all catching a break is off limits for her. Opening her eyes has never been tougher, they weight more than the guilt of dying, but she manages. And there he is, that unpleasant sight.

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✝ : my, she really did have no manners, did she? 

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And you didn’t have any manners either! How dare you taint our city like this?

Very well. When you two are laid to rest, you find something unusual pop up within your mind:

That’s… weird. But it doesn’t want to disappear. You don’t even know if the “Cancel” button actually works, because you don’t make that choice. Whether you like it or not, you feel like you click a metaphorical “OK” button to this whole disastrous ordeal. Maybe life is willing to give you another chance.

Eventually, you open your eyes.

“Oh? What do we have here?” A goat speaks up. You don’t know who she is. As far as you are concerned, you have never seen her before. When your gaze darts around, you find yourself in a pristine white room. You finally catch glimpse of her name tag. It reads Dr. Akidra Kadoe.

“You are in Shortbread Sickhouse.” She tells you. “You suffered a vital injury that put you in critical condition. I patched you up, but you have been in coma for three days. Any acquaintances of yours have already been notified of the incident by letter.”

The goat takes a brief look at your medical information and sighs. “You are a fool, but luckily enough, you made it out alive. By the way, it seems Aries and Stella have left you a letter. You should read it once you feel a bit more sound of mind.”

She moves to leave the room, but turns her head around to tell you one last thing: “I have checked you earlier. If you behave and don’t do anything idiotic, I think we can discharge you in four days.”

And with that she exits the room.

It doesn’t take long for you to realize that you are sharing a hospital room with a few other injured sheep, but you should leave that issue for later. Maybe. You were sure you died, right? But you are alive? What is this nonsense?

You pick up the letter addressed to you.

[ Letter to Korekiyo Shinguji ] [ Letter to Yang Xiao Long ]

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— ♔ : it was early morning – brilliant white rays splayed across his closed lids, dancing among dark lashes they fluttered, a heavy growl of DISDAIN leaving his downturned maw. how on earth the sun had managed to sneak its way in through his window, the child didn’t know. you’d think blackout curtains would keep things dark; what a WASTE of money. he woke SLOWLY, pushing himself into a half - seated position and rubbing roughly at bleary green hues, digging the heel of his hand into the socket until spots floated behind darkened vision. it took him a moment to realize the scent of ash from his mothers chainsmoke was not present, in its place a dusty odor, one of age and mildew. max lowered his hands, instinctively finding the arm of his ratty bear, allowing himself to take in his surroundings. chipped paint and furniture coated in a THIN, grey layer of dust greeted him – ALARM had just began setting in when a knock at the door startled him, bringing him to kick his legs over the side and hop down to the floor. ❝ is this a KIDNAPPING? ❞ he’d call, brows pulling together as he wandered towards the door, dragging mr. honeynuts behind him – a subconscious longing for comfort overriding his want to seem tough,❝ because that’s sort of FUCKED, man; and don’t think i can’t find my way out of this place, either, because – ❞

❝ oh. ❞ his irritated expression relaxed fractionally, blinking down at the sheep that merrily held a letter between its teeth,❝ well, THAT’S definitely not weird. ❞ max would lower himself, sitting unceromoniously on the floor, propping his bear up against his side as he did so. carefully, he’d pluck the letter out of the sheep’s mouth, releasing a quiet ’gross’ at the layer of saliva that COATED it. stella city. he’d never HEARD of that before – it surely wasn’t anywhere near his house. reading over the words a few times, his free would find its way to the sheep’s wool, fingers stroking through the tight curls. it was pretty cute - and soft,❝ so they send you to do their dirty work, HUH? ❞ the boy would ask only after processing the words, finally allowing radioactive green hues to lift from the page, searching the creature’s face for any sign of understanding. he might as well send something back. that was what it said, RIGHT? to send something if he had questions? good – he had MANY. absently, max would pluck the pen he kept in the pocket of his hoodie, turning over the letter to write on the back. he was pretty sure he had no paper in this room, anyway.

dear kidnappers, my parents probably won’t even notice im gone. so if its money you’re after, you dumbasses picked the wrong kid. the sheep is cool though, i guess. max.

that was.. all he had to say. max looked at the paper for a moment, then tucked it back into the envelope. he really didn’t WANT the sheep to leave, but he supposed the letter wouldnt deliver itself,❝ uh, here you go. DON’T lose it. ❞

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The sheep lets out a bleat before taking the letter from you, giving a determined nod. They promise to not lose the letter, and to make sure it arrives!

And off it goes. Now, time to wait for the reply! Don’t worry, they’ll be back with one for sure.

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And arrive it does! Your sheepy friend’s back for you, with another drool-covered envelope. The envelope might be a simple one, but the stationary within is a soft blue with a starry pattern.

Dear Max,

Please rest assured, you have not been kidnapped. You have arrived here in Stella City by your own consciousness. 

Besides, what we are after is not money at all! No, what we seek is for you to have a pleasant time in our ever so lovely city. That is all. We want you to enjoy your studies, to make friends, and make some good memories. 

We hope you will enjoy your time in our city.

Yours sincerely, Your loyal local Civil Servant, ♈ Aries

P.S: Do you like stationary? I had some pretty ones to spare, so I had the sheep deliver them with the letter. There are some pencils and pens in there as well. It is quite fun to send letters to friends! If writing is not to your liking, you could use them as pretty drawing papers instead.

It’s true; besides the envelope, the sheep has a small parcel for you. It contains several colourful stationary papers with varying patterns, some envelopes in soft colours, two pencils, and a coloured pen set. There’s a sticker sheet in there as well, with small sheep stickers.

You could make quite some pretty letters with this! Or, you could give them away, or draw on them, or do other fun things with them.

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haisentantei:

That was… a lot of salt.

Well, Shinjuurou supposed he could keep it as a thank you gift. Maybe he could cook some rice with it later? And then he could do it about five hundred times again, because this was an amount of salt he was not going to throw into one pot. Alright, gratefulness aside, Shinjuurou wondered if he should “write” another letter. So he took out writing tools again and went ahead.

Hi Stella,

I would prefer something sweet. How about a date?

❄ Shinjuurou

Writing a letter in this format wasn’t his usual style, but he supposed it would do when it was directed to this “Stella” person. He gave the letter to the sheep for delivery and then saluted.

“The fate of my world is in your hooves. Good luck.“

The sheep looked a little annoyed by the fact it had to deliver another nonsense letter from Shinjuurou, but it went to fulfill its duty nonetheless. Who knows? Maybe this time he would receive some sugar as a reply.

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Ah, a reply arrived! You wonder... Is it something good? Is it what you hoped for? The envelope is a little damp from the drool. It’s a regular white envelope, but it’s held closed with a tiny pink heart sticker. Did she..? As you open it, some soft pink stationary comes out, with a reply reading as follows:

awwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

sorry ur not my type

✰ stella

Ah... To be turned down like this... How unfortunate. Even so, it seems Stella somewhat fulfilled your request, because upon closer inspection, you find three loose sugar cubes in the envelope. They’re crumbling a bit from the journey to your front door, but, it is something sweet, just as you said you preferred.

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One thing was clear. This place was not library.

The scent of clean bed sheets, the bright sun beaming through the window, the laughter of people outside… disgusting. And here she had so much fun slaughtering these pathetic nightmares, and now she not only found herself in some unfamiliar, fancy room, but also had to notice that her guns were missing. Not that she really needed them, she was very well capable of defending herself without them, but it was annoying anyways. What kind of idiotic play was she stuck in now?

The sound of someone knocking at the wooden door finally tore her out of her thoughts, and thus the ashen one jumped up from her bed, grabbed the nearest solid object she could find (some sparkly candleholder) and positioned herself next to the door to surprise her visitor. In a pretty smashing way, you know.

The door opened, Cinderella stroke out, determined to knock down however dared to bother her, only to stop her actions as she spotted the white, wooly… sheep. It’s a fucking sheep. A damn fucking sheep just walked into this fancy room as if it was the most normal thing ever. Come on, she had seen many shit in her life, but this was just plain ridiculous. Fortunately for the fluffy mammal, because Cinderella was just too dumbfounded to actually attack her guest. Did that thing just leave some letter here?

Without hesitation she grabbed the envelope, quickly tearing it open to read the message left inside. Home of stars and cotton clouds?! Ugh, she was getting sick, this was just damn disgusting. Was this some case of kidnapping? Some bastards dared to kidnap her? Well, if they wanted an answer, they’ll get one. Cinderella growled in anger, grabbing the nearest pen she could find, quickly writing a reply in huge letters on the very same letter she just had received.

I’LL FUCKING FIND YOU AND MURDER YOU. :)

Well, that’s about all the needed to know. Oh, wait, there was something else to do. A small grin appeared on her pretty face as she grabbed the cute sheep that was still standing next to her, and ripping out a piece of wool (poor thing) and put it into the envelope together with her lovely letter. “Now, little guy. You’ll get this to your dear friends, right? Or I’ll eat you~”

Now, what to do next? Explore this place, now that she was already here. Might as well go and have some fun.

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Albeit it late, we can guarantee you that your letter has arrived. Surely, you’ll get an answer eventually, whether you expected it to or not.

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Eventually, there’s a knock at your door. As you open it, there’s not a sheep to be seen- instead, there’s an envelope on the floor, covered in sheep drool. It lightly sticks to the floor as you try to pick it up. Gross.

There’s no nice stationary or anything of the sorts as you pull out an unlined white sheet of paper on which a reply is written.

hm??? well, good luck with that. im a very busy sheep, and i dont have time to play around with you.

you wont succeed anyways.

✰ stella

It seems uninterested enough, but as you turn around, a single thing covers the entire page.

:)

Perhaps... There’s more malice in this letter than it suggests.

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hey can i cash in a reward for quest green bc 35235236 years ago and by that i mean months ago i rped it with izuku AND JUST NOW THE THREAD'S FINISHED and i got my horse masks. take it. thanks

The sheep managing the counter at the City Council looks up to you, then towards the horse masks you have gathered. It certainly looks like the quest has been completed.

After a bit of digging, the sheep shoves over an envelope and a box.

“Congratulations.” They say. “Good job.”

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If anything, the young man was rather confused; why wouldn’t he be? To wake up in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar city. His erasure was certainly inevitable, and yet here he was, breathing and conscious. Existing, though in some place he’d never seen before. Was it possible he had made an error while trying to return to the future? He’d checked numerous times to make sure the machine was working properly. What mistake had he made? However, no matter how he used the device, Mikado was guaranteed to cease to exist. So why was he here now? More importantly, where was Misane, who had been returning with him? Did she make it back safely?

Secondly, his number sight was no longer active. The world around him had no numbers. It was bizarre to him how barren the room was, completely lacking in the digits that he’d grown up to be so familiar with. It felt as if someone flipped a switch and turned it off, but that was impossible unless someone specifically knew about his ability. To be frank, the idea was a little unnerving.

He was concerned, although he wouldn’t find many answers simply sitting here. Upon hearing a knock at the door, Mikado turned his head. He then stood up from the bed and approached the door, rather surprised to see a sheep waiting for him when he opened it.

It was cute, and fluffy, too. What was it doing here? The man bent down to pat its head, commenting, “Awww, you’re a cute one. Is that letter supposed to be for me?.” He took the envelope the sheep had in its mouth, thanked the creature, and opened the letter to read its contents.

… He certainly had a lot of questions, to say the least. Although, he must admit, the warm welcome was much appreciated. Taking the pen and paper he had found on the coffee table, he wrote back a response.

Dear Aries & Stella,

         Thank you for the room! I can’t help but wonder why I’m here, though. It’s obvious that you were expecting me, so I would appreciate being filled in on the situation.

         Furthermore, was Misane able to return home safely? It’s better off that I’m the only one caught up in this. She has a precious future ahead of her, after all.

         Sincerely  ー

He hesitated before signing his name.

Mikado Aisaka.

With that, he sealed the letter and offered the waiting sheep the envelope.

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The sheep waits patiently as you write your reply, and takes off in a hurry once the letter has been given to them. They’re drooling over the envelope already… Well, at least you can be sure that it’ll arrive at its destination.

Hopefully you’ll receive a reply sooner rather than later!

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When you answer a knock at your door, you are greeted by the puffiest sheep you’ve ever seen. He’s smaller than a lot of the other sheep you may have seen, and when you take the letter he’s holding in his mouth, he bleats happily. Ah, to be young and eager to do a job. Well, time to read the letter.

yo bunny ears

u r here becuz this is stella city (it’s totally named after me u kno!! bc im like SUPER important aftr all and stuff) and ofc we made sure u have everything u need. so dont act like ur caught up in some weird stuff! this is all totally normal, u kno. 

also like abt that other person, 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

✰ stella

In the envelope is also some pink glitter. Some of it already fell out when you took the letter out of the envelope. It’s cute, but... Ah, that’ll be a pain to clean up. No doubt you’re going to still find some stray glitter around your room a week from now. Whoops!