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@critter-cove
Salutations!
This is @peridot-the-kitten 's Lizzie LDShadowLady rp blog!
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I also have a GoodTimesWithScar roleplay blog @jellie-tamer, a BadTimesWithScar rp blog @quiet-filming, and a Cubfan135 rp blog @vexing-mask
She is a strange mashup of her season 1 and season 2 empires characters
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We have to shave tubbo bald 😔-blaze anon
It's not his hair I'm worried about, he doesn't need a shave, a trim at worst. Hair isn't alive, there isn't any blood flow. Horns have blood flow in them.
Tubbo walked in looking disheveled and there was something on his horns and in his hair that seemed unnatural (probably something lizzie will have a fit over). He however had a big smile as he ran and hugged joel. It wasn't an often occurance that the little guy hugged joel.
@ask-tubbo-bee
Joel stumbled back a bit before enveloping Tubbo in a tight hug, clinging to him as if he couldn't believe his boy was back. "Tubbo..." he mumbled before pulling back, looking the kid up and down. He raised an eyebrow.
"What happened to..." he trailed off before sighing. He pulled a towel out of his pocket and tried to clean Tubbo up. "Are you okay? Me and your mother have been worried sick."
"Hi dad" He mumbled as his cheek smashed against Joel's chest. The substance embedded in his horns not really coming off at all
"I think I met that guy grian was freaking out about. It wasn't really nice. I kinda escaped on my own." He mumbled
Joel froze before trying to scrub it off, annoyed at how sticky it was. He frowned before giving up at it entirely, letting out a long sigh.
"Are you alright?" he asked again, pushing Tubbo's hair out of his face before cupping his cheeks. "You're not hurt anywhere, are you?"
"I mean my horns are itchy and I've got a few bruises. I'm okay dad really-" He said as joel mushed his cheeks he did have a few bruises
"Really stop fussing dad-"
"How am I meant to not fuss when my son could have gotten hurt?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. His expression was a mix of disappointment and concern.
"Liz will probably have some things to help with those bruises of yours, buddy," he added. "I... Damn, kid. I'm just glad you're okay."
He makes a face as joel fusses more
"I'm really fine I don't need all that-" He sighed as he cuddled back into joel trying to make his dad feel better before his mum was here to fuss.
"Don't need all what?" he echoed, raising an eyebrow as he dared Tubbo to continue his sentence. When there was no add-on, Joel just sighed. He narrowed his eyes at the sculk, placing his head on the back of the boy's head as he pulled him closer.
"That looks like it's stuck on good. I don't even know what it is." Joel quickly tried scrubbing it off again to no avail, only further staining his own hands. He wiped it off on his apron before turning towards the stairs.
"Lizzie! I need you for something!" Joel called for his wife, regardless of what Tubbo might have to say about it. He was certain she'd know whatever that weird substance was.
@critter-cove
Lizzie entered the room quickly, as if she had been listening in and waiting to come in.
"Yes Joel- OH MY GOSH?" Lizzie grabbed Tubbo's face, moving his head around to get a better look at him, "What's all this in your horns Tubbo?"
He glared at his father for ratting on him
"Um would you believe it's glitter?" He asked sheepishly tail flicking.
"It's all over dad too! Like he's trying to get mum smell off him" He tattled as his face was smushed by lizzie.
@joeltallishbean
"That's definitely not glitter," he says from where he's standing beside the two. He stepped out of the way when Lizzie barged in and ran over to Tubbo. Joel picked at the gunk on his hands, raising an eyebrow at the odd texture.
"Wh- What!?" Joel shook his head quickly, glancing between the two. "Now that's just not- Just not true! Don't drag me into this, young man. I know you're trying to turn the blame on me so we move past what you did."
@critter-cove
Lizzie pulls back, sighing and pinching the bridge of her nose.
She takes Joel's hands, inspects them for a moment, before a small pulse of green light clears the Sculk from his hands.
"Tubbo," she sounds disappointed, "please tell me the truth. What happened?"
@ask-tubbo-bee
"Um well.. you know mum. Sometimes when you go for a walk to tommys... you get kidnapped by a mysterious bear-vex man covered in goop with a serious grudge against our good family friend grian. Who just happened to show me footage of when I was trapped as a kid. And you know sometimes we escape on our own." His voice was very squeaky at the end.
"And now all this stuff is in my horns and i can feel it wriggling and it's really icky. But like none of this is a huge deal."
@joeltallishbean
Joel looked at his now clean hands, letting out a long sigh of relief. He didn't like how the goop had felt on his skin. He mumbled a quick "thank you" before placing his hands on his hips. At the sound of Tubbo's rambling, Joel turned to face him.
"I'm sorry. What?" Joel was appalled by what he was hearing. Tubbo was kidnapped? "Hold on. You were kidnapped? Tubbo. What... You can't just skip past that. What do you mean you were kidnapped?"
@critter-cove
"Lamb, you said when I messaged you earlier that everything was fine. Why did you lie?"
Lizzie takes hold of Tubbo's head, though she seems to be inspecting his horns more than anything else.
"This mold is in there pretty deep. I won't be able to get it all out like I got it off of your father's hands."
Tubbo walked in looking disheveled and there was something on his horns and in his hair that seemed unnatural (probably something lizzie will have a fit over). He however had a big smile as he ran and hugged joel. It wasn't an often occurance that the little guy hugged joel.
@ask-tubbo-bee
Joel stumbled back a bit before enveloping Tubbo in a tight hug, clinging to him as if he couldn't believe his boy was back. "Tubbo..." he mumbled before pulling back, looking the kid up and down. He raised an eyebrow.
"What happened to..." he trailed off before sighing. He pulled a towel out of his pocket and tried to clean Tubbo up. "Are you okay? Me and your mother have been worried sick."
"Hi dad" He mumbled as his cheek smashed against Joel's chest. The substance embedded in his horns not really coming off at all
"I think I met that guy grian was freaking out about. It wasn't really nice. I kinda escaped on my own." He mumbled
Joel froze before trying to scrub it off, annoyed at how sticky it was. He frowned before giving up at it entirely, letting out a long sigh.
"Are you alright?" he asked again, pushing Tubbo's hair out of his face before cupping his cheeks. "You're not hurt anywhere, are you?"
"I mean my horns are itchy and I've got a few bruises. I'm okay dad really-" He said as joel mushed his cheeks he did have a few bruises
"Really stop fussing dad-"
"How am I meant to not fuss when my son could have gotten hurt?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. His expression was a mix of disappointment and concern.
"Liz will probably have some things to help with those bruises of yours, buddy," he added. "I... Damn, kid. I'm just glad you're okay."
He makes a face as joel fusses more
"I'm really fine I don't need all that-" He sighed as he cuddled back into joel trying to make his dad feel better before his mum was here to fuss.
"Don't need all what?" he echoed, raising an eyebrow as he dared Tubbo to continue his sentence. When there was no add-on, Joel just sighed. He narrowed his eyes at the sculk, placing his head on the back of the boy's head as he pulled him closer.
"That looks like it's stuck on good. I don't even know what it is." Joel quickly tried scrubbing it off again to no avail, only further staining his own hands. He wiped it off on his apron before turning towards the stairs.
"Lizzie! I need you for something!" Joel called for his wife, regardless of what Tubbo might have to say about it. He was certain she'd know whatever that weird substance was.
@critter-cove
Lizzie entered the room quickly, as if she had been listening in and waiting to come in.
"Yes Joel- OH MY GOSH?" Lizzie grabbed Tubbo's face, moving his head around to get a better look at him, "What's all this in your horns Tubbo?"
He glared at his father for ratting on him
"Um would you believe it's glitter?" He asked sheepishly tail flicking.
"It's all over dad too! Like he's trying to get mum smell off him" He tattled as his face was smushed by lizzie.
@joeltallishbean
"That's definitely not glitter," he says from where he's standing beside the two. He stepped out of the way when Lizzie barged in and ran over to Tubbo. Joel picked at the gunk on his hands, raising an eyebrow at the odd texture.
"Wh- What!?" Joel shook his head quickly, glancing between the two. "Now that's just not- Just not true! Don't drag me into this, young man. I know you're trying to turn the blame on me so we move past what you did."
@critter-cove
Lizzie pulls back, sighing and pinching the bridge of her nose.
She takes Joel's hands, inspects them for a moment, before a small pulse of green light clears the Sculk from his hands.
"Tubbo," she sounds disappointed, "please tell me the truth. What happened?"
@ask-tubbo-bee
Was that joel calling.
RUN FELLOW ANONS AVOID THE STORM
Why are you being SO suspicious.......
Tubbo walked in looking disheveled and there was something on his horns and in his hair that seemed unnatural (probably something lizzie will have a fit over). He however had a big smile as he ran and hugged joel. It wasn't an often occurance that the little guy hugged joel.
@ask-tubbo-bee
Joel stumbled back a bit before enveloping Tubbo in a tight hug, clinging to him as if he couldn't believe his boy was back. "Tubbo..." he mumbled before pulling back, looking the kid up and down. He raised an eyebrow.
"What happened to..." he trailed off before sighing. He pulled a towel out of his pocket and tried to clean Tubbo up. "Are you okay? Me and your mother have been worried sick."
"Hi dad" He mumbled as his cheek smashed against Joel's chest. The substance embedded in his horns not really coming off at all
"I think I met that guy grian was freaking out about. It wasn't really nice. I kinda escaped on my own." He mumbled
Joel froze before trying to scrub it off, annoyed at how sticky it was. He frowned before giving up at it entirely, letting out a long sigh.
"Are you alright?" he asked again, pushing Tubbo's hair out of his face before cupping his cheeks. "You're not hurt anywhere, are you?"
"I mean my horns are itchy and I've got a few bruises. I'm okay dad really-" He said as joel mushed his cheeks he did have a few bruises
"Really stop fussing dad-"
"How am I meant to not fuss when my son could have gotten hurt?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. His expression was a mix of disappointment and concern.
"Liz will probably have some things to help with those bruises of yours, buddy," he added. "I... Damn, kid. I'm just glad you're okay."
He makes a face as joel fusses more
"I'm really fine I don't need all that-" He sighed as he cuddled back into joel trying to make his dad feel better before his mum was here to fuss.
"Don't need all what?" he echoed, raising an eyebrow as he dared Tubbo to continue his sentence. When there was no add-on, Joel just sighed. He narrowed his eyes at the sculk, placing his head on the back of the boy's head as he pulled him closer.
"That looks like it's stuck on good. I don't even know what it is." Joel quickly tried scrubbing it off again to no avail, only further staining his own hands. He wiped it off on his apron before turning towards the stairs.
"Lizzie! I need you for something!" Joel called for his wife, regardless of what Tubbo might have to say about it. He was certain she'd know whatever that weird substance was.
@critter-cove
Lizzie entered the room quickly, as if she had been listening in and waiting to come in.
"Yes Joel- OH MY GOSH?" Lizzie grabbed Tubbo's face, moving his head around to get a better look at him, "What's all this in your horns Tubbo?"
Do you have the ability to quickly regrow hair on someone’s head?
What? No, that's ridiculous.
Now don't get mad...
Well I'm more worried than mad but now I might just to spite you
The moldy bread could have been left behind from a customer, there are some real weirdos these days you know
Anon I know what moldy bread smells like. This smells like the stuff at the edge of that hole I found Grian and Scar by.
Oh don’t mind that, it’s probably just some…..moldy bread? Yeah some moldy bread
Anonymous asker you do know this is a coffee shop right? If we had mold in our bread we would be committing a big health code violation.
I know what moldy bread smells like.
Go get him mama bear!
Why do I smell another vex in the air. And some kind of.... Mold?
The trans spectrum of lifers ^_^
remembered to highlight tango this time (still a goat aswell btw)
Hey Toby's back!
Oh thank god. He did message me he was okay but I have been.... REALLY worried
What would you do if etho was in love with Joel? I personally think etho would make a very good tree
As long as he talks with me about it, my husband can pursue whomever he wants. It's cute honestly, and it just means I get to make more people Mine :>
Ethos talking to Joel, you should go up and say hi to him :D
Mmmm nah, I'll let him have his fun.
-Although she hated to be seeing her in almost the same way as the first time they’d properly met, Pearl knew this was for the best. When she went to the cafe she had *tried* to talk herself out of it, but Joel insisted she would be fine if she talked to Lizzie. So here she was, knocking on her door again.-
-Pearlo
Lizzie was doing.... Something on her computer. Honestly she wasn't even sure what, the city had sent her paperwork to finally get the iron fire escape replaced, but it felt impossible to parse through all the human legalese.
She needed a break. When she heard an unannounced knock on the door she sighed in relief despite the interaction meaning she needed to shift more human again as she walked to open the door.
"Oh, Pearl right? what are you doing here again so soon?" She tried not to sound too accusatory.
-Even though she knocked on the door expecting an answer it still startled her slightly when it opened, she was always way too jumpy about these things. She smiled awkwardly as she answered Lizzie.-
Sorry I know, it’s only been a few days..I just um, you’re one of the few people I know who seems like they would know something about this problem I’ve been having so I figured I could come ask about it.
If you’re not too busy of course, it’s not that big of a deal…
Lizzie paused for a moment when Pearl flinched, not sure if she should worry or not.
"No, I've just been trying to understand some city contracts, so I'm not too busy," Lizzie pulled the door open and gestured to the same couch as the last time Pearl had visited (though a bit cleaner than before).
-Pearl entered, going to sit on the couch that Lizzie had gestured to. She was still a bit weary to be in Lizzie’s space and at the idea of talking about her issue again, but she knew this was the best thing for her to do at the moment.-
Ah..I assume that’s fun. I hate all the paperwork myself.
Lizzie sighs and shrugs.
"I'm not sure it's even worth it honestly, I've been trying to get the city to have," she gestures vaguely at her computer, "this taken care of for years now, and no matter how many forms I fill out it's like the conjure up new ones!"
Lizzie sits down on the couch and turns to Pearl.
"Sorry, what was it you wanted to ask me about?"
-She could see how the situation was a bit frustrating for Lizzie, having sympathy at her dealing with that. When she reminds me I had something to ask her I’m quiet for a few moments as I figure out how to word this, hoping to explain myself in a more effective way than last time.-
Well..I wanted to know if you’ve ever had any experience or know of any condition where you would see or feel something that isn’t there.
Lizzie tensed breifly and felt her wings twitch beneath their blanket of glamour. She didn't breathe for a few seconds, before shaking her head slightly and refocusing.
"Is this a mental health thing or a... Magical thing?" Lizzie whispers the word magical, nervous about speaking it out loud with an almost-stranger even in her own home.
I-I don’t know…it wouldn’t be the first magical thing to happen with me, but I don’t really know much about that stuff…
-She was slightly cautious seeing how nervous Lizzie felt about such a subject, not knowing if it was somehow bad or not. But maybe she could be right..? Pearl wasn’t one to judge someone by appearances, but Lizzie was definitely a lot more mystical than most..just her aura alone giving that off.-
Lizzie turned away and nodded thoughtfully. She took a deep breath to steel herself.
"Do you know what The Sight is, Pearl? Because if it's not mental health related, it sounds to me like it's that."
-After thinking about it for a few moments she can’t come up with any memories of this term, shaking her head slightly.-
No I haven’t heard of that I don’t think..what is it meant to do..?
"The Sight," Lizzie's face makes a strange expression, "is an ability that some humans have that lets them see things... Hidden from them by powerful beings, like fae or gods."
Oh..well how would I know if I had that..?
-Pearl thought about this idea of “seeing things hidden”. Although it didn’t really seem like the answer to her visions, she still was curious about this ability.-
Lizzie looks directly at Pearl for the first time since they sat down.
"Try to look at me. Not like you're doing now, really look at me. Look for what's missing"
-She doesn’t particularly understand the instructions, but nevertheless she goes to focus on Lizzie intently. Pearl doesn’t know what she’s looking for particularly…but it couldn’t be that hard.-
What’s missing..how..how do I know if it was missing in the first place, should something appear?
"Well, I look mostly human right now, right?"
Lizzie's ear twitches, but it's hard to see under the human ear-shaped glamour.
"I'm not human, try and see what I'm hiding."
-Pearl focuses harder, looking for any sort of non-human signs that could appear. As she went through different things in her mind that she’d seen on other faes. Eventually she could vaguely make out some outlines of features, it surprising her.-
So..your ears were hidden, and I think I can make out wings behind you. I don’t know it’s still a bit fuzzy, but I think I see it…
Lizzie half-smiled.
"That's right. There's a few other things, but those are the biggest." Lizzie lets her glamour drop, though she doesn't shift any closer to her true form.
Long antenna tipped with the same green as her wings perk up from her hair, and her insect-like wings shift behind her.
"Being able to see through it at all without me letting you is The Sight. I'm not totally sure if it's what your problem is but... It might be connected!"
Well..whether it’s connected or not it’s really cool that I have that at least, I honestly don’t think I ever would’ve questioned it before…
-Her mood was lifted slightly from when she’d first arrived, her smile finally returning fully as she thought about this gift. She had to try not to let her gaze linger on Lizzie’s antenna or wings too much once she dropped the glamour, not because she found them weird but more since she was fascinated by them.-
Lizzie nodded thoughtfully, "once you know how to look, Seeing gets easier and easier. A lot of people around here use similar magic."
Lizzie looks away from Pearl again, her antenna bobbing gently, "It's usually to keep us safe. You know how the city is to hybrids and such."
I understand, not personally, but many of my closer friends are hybrids so I know it can be difficult for you living in a place like this…
-Pearl sighs as she looks down at her hands, fidgeting with them slightly as she thinks about this. It was true..although the hybrids could live freely it wasn’t always easy, on the legal side or with the public. It reminds her a bit of herself, though she of course appeared fully human most of the time.-
I may not know what it’s like being a fae, or being able to control magic, but I used to be..less human I suppose. It can be difficult being different.
"I kinda figured you weren't totally human," Lizzie smiles creepily, but there's a more goofy air to it than previously, "I could smell it on you."
Lizzie bursts out in giggles, as though what she said was much funnier than it is.
-Pearl could easily see how amused Lizzie was at her own antics, giggling a bit herself at the sight.-
You could smell it on me could you? That’s surprising, honestly…
"Well of course I could! High fae have much better noses than any hybrid or lower fae," Lizzie pauses and hums in thought, "You know, you do smell similar to a friend of mine. One of the ones who was here the other day."
Lizzie tilts her head to the side and looks at Pearl, "Did you have wings at some point?"
-Although she hated to be seeing her in almost the same way as the first time they’d properly met, Pearl knew this was for the best. When she went to the cafe she had *tried* to talk herself out of it, but Joel insisted she would be fine if she talked to Lizzie. So here she was, knocking on her door again.-
-Pearlo
Lizzie was doing.... Something on her computer. Honestly she wasn't even sure what, the city had sent her paperwork to finally get the iron fire escape replaced, but it felt impossible to parse through all the human legalese.
She needed a break. When she heard an unannounced knock on the door she sighed in relief despite the interaction meaning she needed to shift more human again as she walked to open the door.
"Oh, Pearl right? what are you doing here again so soon?" She tried not to sound too accusatory.
-Even though she knocked on the door expecting an answer it still startled her slightly when it opened, she was always way too jumpy about these things. She smiled awkwardly as she answered Lizzie.-
Sorry I know, it’s only been a few days..I just um, you’re one of the few people I know who seems like they would know something about this problem I’ve been having so I figured I could come ask about it.
If you’re not too busy of course, it’s not that big of a deal…
Lizzie paused for a moment when Pearl flinched, not sure if she should worry or not.
"No, I've just been trying to understand some city contracts, so I'm not too busy," Lizzie pulled the door open and gestured to the same couch as the last time Pearl had visited (though a bit cleaner than before).
-Pearl entered, going to sit on the couch that Lizzie had gestured to. She was still a bit weary to be in Lizzie’s space and at the idea of talking about her issue again, but she knew this was the best thing for her to do at the moment.-
Ah..I assume that’s fun. I hate all the paperwork myself.
Lizzie sighs and shrugs.
"I'm not sure it's even worth it honestly, I've been trying to get the city to have," she gestures vaguely at her computer, "this taken care of for years now, and no matter how many forms I fill out it's like the conjure up new ones!"
Lizzie sits down on the couch and turns to Pearl.
"Sorry, what was it you wanted to ask me about?"
-She could see how the situation was a bit frustrating for Lizzie, having sympathy at her dealing with that. When she reminds me I had something to ask her I’m quiet for a few moments as I figure out how to word this, hoping to explain myself in a more effective way than last time.-
Well..I wanted to know if you’ve ever had any experience or know of any condition where you would see or feel something that isn’t there.
Lizzie tensed breifly and felt her wings twitch beneath their blanket of glamour. She didn't breathe for a few seconds, before shaking her head slightly and refocusing.
"Is this a mental health thing or a... Magical thing?" Lizzie whispers the word magical, nervous about speaking it out loud with an almost-stranger even in her own home.
I-I don’t know…it wouldn’t be the first magical thing to happen with me, but I don’t really know much about that stuff…
-She was slightly cautious seeing how nervous Lizzie felt about such a subject, not knowing if it was somehow bad or not. But maybe she could be right..? Pearl wasn’t one to judge someone by appearances, but Lizzie was definitely a lot more mystical than most..just her aura alone giving that off.-
Lizzie turned away and nodded thoughtfully. She took a deep breath to steel herself.
"Do you know what The Sight is, Pearl? Because if it's not mental health related, it sounds to me like it's that."
-After thinking about it for a few moments she can’t come up with any memories of this term, shaking her head slightly.-
No I haven’t heard of that I don’t think..what is it meant to do..?
"The Sight," Lizzie's face makes a strange expression, "is an ability that some humans have that lets them see things... Hidden from them by powerful beings, like fae or gods."
Oh..well how would I know if I had that..?
-Pearl thought about this idea of “seeing things hidden”. Although it didn’t really seem like the answer to her visions, she still was curious about this ability.-
Lizzie looks directly at Pearl for the first time since they sat down.
"Try to look at me. Not like you're doing now, really look at me. Look for what's missing"
-She doesn’t particularly understand the instructions, but nevertheless she goes to focus on Lizzie intently. Pearl doesn’t know what she’s looking for particularly…but it couldn’t be that hard.-
What’s missing..how..how do I know if it was missing in the first place, should something appear?
"Well, I look mostly human right now, right?"
Lizzie's ear twitches, but it's hard to see under the human ear-shaped glamour.
"I'm not human, try and see what I'm hiding."
-Pearl focuses harder, looking for any sort of non-human signs that could appear. As she went through different things in her mind that she’d seen on other faes. Eventually she could vaguely make out some outlines of features, it surprising her.-
So..your ears were hidden, and I think I can make out wings behind you. I don’t know it’s still a bit fuzzy, but I think I see it…
Lizzie half-smiled.
"That's right. There's a few other things, but those are the biggest." Lizzie lets her glamour drop, though she doesn't shift any closer to her true form.
Long antenna tipped with the same green as her wings perk up from her hair, and her insect-like wings shift behind her.
"Being able to see through it at all without me letting you is The Sight. I'm not totally sure if it's what your problem is but... It might be connected!"
Well..whether it’s connected or not it’s really cool that I have that at least, I honestly don’t think I ever would’ve questioned it before…
-Her mood was lifted slightly from when she’d first arrived, her smile finally returning fully as she thought about this gift. She had to try not to let her gaze linger on Lizzie’s antenna or wings too much once she dropped the glamour, not because she found them weird but more since she was fascinated by them.-
Lizzie nodded thoughtfully, "once you know how to look, Seeing gets easier and easier. A lot of people around here use similar magic."
Lizzie looks away from Pearl again, her antenna bobbing gently, "It's usually to keep us safe. You know how the city is to hybrids and such."
I understand, not personally, but many of my closer friends are hybrids so I know it can be difficult for you living in a place like this…
-Pearl sighs as she looks down at her hands, fidgeting with them slightly as she thinks about this. It was true..although the hybrids could live freely it wasn’t always easy, on the legal side or with the public. It reminds her a bit of herself, though she of course appeared fully human most of the time.-
I may not know what it’s like being a fae, or being able to control magic, but I used to be..less human I suppose. It can be difficult being different.
"I kinda figured you weren't totally human," Lizzie smiles creepily, but there's a more goofy air to it than previously, "I could smell it on you."
Lizzie bursts out in giggles, as though what she said was much funnier than it is.
