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[oddferalair]

“My parents are dead as a door nail! Kind of a shame, really! Murdering them in the post painful possible way might’ve been fun.” there’s something very unhinged about the way he says it, somehow more so than usual. The sentiment vanishes in a blink. “Sure am havin’ a ball listening to you talk about yours, though!”

[tr33-g1rl]

romanticized asks that say a lot (a sequel to the other ask post i made)

1. if you were to have Hanahaki disease, what flowers would you cough up?

2. if someone were to catch Hanahaki disease for you, what flowers would they cough up? 

3. if you were any historic trope, what would you be? (i.e., the knight, the town baker, the witch of the forest, etd.)

4. tell us about your ideal battle outfit.

5. what would you be a god/goddess of and what would people sacrifice to you?

6. name five iconic quotes that make you feel things.

7. scythe, battle axe, broad sword, spear or trident?

8. what combination of natural scents would you use as perfume?

9. ancient scrolls or leather-bound books?

10. describe yourself as if you were a storm.

11. what type of flower (other than a rose) would you offer someone you were trying to court?

12. honey in milk or cinnamon in tea?

13. cabin in the woods, apartment in the city or mansion in the suburbs?

14. curtains of beads or lace?

15. vocal or instrumental music?

16. describe your ideal fantasy outfit

17. of all the fantasy races to ever exist, which one would you be?

18. hard candy, fruit preserves or spice cake?

19. show us an a picture of your ideal crown.

20. tying your hair up using ribbon, yay or nay?

21. an evening in the forest with elves, a night in the caves with vampires or a morning in the garden with fae?

22. tell us, in detail, about a curse a witch would put on you.

23. talking with sylphs or singing with nymphs?

24. mint, rosemary, basil or sage?

25. favorite childhood story? (doesn’t have to be a fairy tale)

26. tell us about an experience you’ve had that seemed unreal or supernatural. (doesn’t have to be scary)

27. would you rather have poison or healing ointment in your traveling pack?

28. tell us three sayings that you live by.

29. vials or mason jars?

30. describe your ideal masquerade ball outfit (mask included).

31. splashing around in a river with mermaids or flying through the sky with harpies?

32. what would you end up in the dungeon for?

33. if you were a fairy, what color would your wings be?

34. if you could have any magical item, what would it be?

35. what song would the bards sing about you when you passed by?

36. would you rather be a pirate or a king/queen?

37. would you spend more time in the field of flowers, the tavern, the docks or the marketplace?

38. would you have a painting of yourself?

39. what skill are you famous for?

40. if you could live any fairy tale, which one would you?

41. stained glass windows or fairy lights?

[painted-bees]

Character solidifying!

[rockinrpmemes]

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have? 2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have? 3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? 4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? 5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? 6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? 7. What was the economic status of their family? 8. How does your character feel about religion? 9. What about political beliefs? 10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? 11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? 12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations? 13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? 14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? 15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? 16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? 17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? 18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? 19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? 21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate? 22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner? 23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? 25. What are their hobbies and interests? 26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance? 27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? 28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice? 29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? 30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? 31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? 32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? 33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health?  34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? 35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? 36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? 37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? 38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? 39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? 40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? 41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? 42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? 43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? 44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? 45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? 46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? 47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible? 48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? 49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? 50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?

[oddferalair]

He holds out a disembodied arm as if it were an extension of his own, giving it a little shake. It must’ve been a few days old what with the smell, not to mention its disgusting discoloration. Neither of which seem to bother Henry at all, who is too busy snerking and snorting in glee. "Hey there!! Pleased to meet you.”

[teerofinale]

Are you a top or bottom?

I’m an experience

[hex-me-daddy]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HENRY!!! I LOVE YOU AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY!!! <333

[levitersora]

oopsprompts :

“I would die for you.”

“Bold of you to assume I would ever let that happen.”

[oddferalair]

The boombird is screaming with the sound of an ambulatory siren, flailing its wings and puffing up plumage. Henry responds in kind, flailing his cape and bellowing back. It might appear to onlookers that he is distressing the bird, but in reality he’s just testing their lung capacity! It was a special request, in preparation for the ongoing breeding season. This little guy just wasn’t having any luck, and Henry was going to fix that even if it killed him.  

“Listen, all you have to do is go a little more over the top! I’m sure Robirdo will notice you if you keep practicing.” admittedly his own voice was going a bit hoarse; they’d been at it for some time now. Most strangers had cleared out by this point, but thankfully one catches his eye! “You there! Yes, lucky contestant number one!” he gestures wildly, hopping, jumping, anything to get the stranger’s attention. The bird shifts from one foot to the other, clearly unsure of the effort but sticking around just in case. 

“Surely you can find it in your heart to give this creature some advice on love? He’s all but given up.”  @eyeish

[oddferalair]

The stillness of the surrounding green is interrupted by jovial humming. Henry glances about with a careless smile, to his surroundings and to book of herbs he haphazardly carried open with one hand. The other wielded a wicker basket, already filled with some rosary peas, desert rose stalks, horse chestnut, and agave. It’s a wonder he’d managed to find all of these delightful things, but the book had yet to fail him. It’s got him in particularly good spirits today! The wonderful thing about this town was the likelihood of running into other people. Even at night, he rarely found himself alone! Back home had been a totally different story--and while seclusion had its benefits, Henry typically preferred to be in the company of even strangers over total isolation. He makes his approach with little subtlety, rarely one to sneak even when his intentions were less than savory.   

“Whoah, you’re really getting into it! Are you a pro?” he kneels down to the stranger’s level, trying to get an eye on whatever she was trying to collect. He was likely too low, ear touching the ground, but he’d gotten distracted by a trail of ants carrying a half-dead wasp carcass. Ooooh, it was still twitching-- He bites his tongue, hard. “Know where a guy could find a barberry bush? I’m lookin’ to cause a little trouble and barberry is just the ticket!”  he steals a look into his book again, expression warping into childish disappointment. “Says here there should be a bush around, but darn it I’m just not having any luck.”

@nanamigatari

[valtsv]

a group of crows is actually called my friends :)

[oddferalair]

The monsters here were pretty different than the ones back home! On this day alone he’d met at least ten different creatures he just had an unquenchable itch to take apart, to see how they worked, to see where their strengths and weaknesses came from. Alas, it sounded like he wouldn’t be able to do that for a long while yet! This beautifully garish creature definitely looked like she could crush him without much of a thought, a prospect Henry quite relished in. So he’d have to settle for the next best thing: making friends! Henry settles before her with a dramatic, sweeping bow. A black bird settles on an extended finger, screaming with enthusiasm as if to greet her.  “Hi! I bet you get told you’re beautiful all the time, right? And that you’re strong? Can’t imagine that not being the case!” @apexquartz 

[continent-of-ylisse]

[oddferalair]

Here’s a proper starter call! This will be non-event, and capped at 5. The folks Henry bonds with first will have a particularly important impact on how he interacts with the rest of the setting, so it’ll be lots of fun! This fella does especially well with fellow neutral and chaotic types, but can tone his particular charm down for just about anyone.

[oddferalair]

Henry wasn’t one to question his eyes all too often, even if he did sometimes see things that shouldn’t be there. Assumed that just came with the territory of being him--he had loads of personal tales he was sure not a soul would believe. But all the better, snrk! Sometimes it was more fun to stay in the dark about these things. Still, he’d know King Gangrel’s visage anywhere--he’d made quite a show of himself in the past, which Henry could certainly admire!   He sweeps into a dramatic bow, all smiles.  “What an honor! Plegia’s finest in the flesh, nyahaha!” Aside from ruining a perfectly good war, Henry couldn’t say he had any particular qualms with his dear former king. In fact, it was probably the opposite! His reign had made things interesting, motivating--after all, the former sovereign of Ylisse had nearly clipped Plegia’s wings! Henry had zero interest in politics or the affairs of nobility, but looking forward to a conflict of carnage had at times saved him in his boyhood. Pushed him onward when things got tough!  “Question is, are you living? Or are you--” Henry giggles manically, “--dead?” he swoops into Gangrel’s personal space, not touching him but definitely conducting an unsettling inspection. “Ooh, pleeeeeease tell me you’re dead! Please please please! Because that would mean I’m dead, and--gosh wouldn’t that just be the best?” if Henry was dead, that gave him so many options! He didn’t remember dying per say, but it wasn’t as if that contract he’d signed to get here was super clear! Why bother with the fine print, anyway? ”So? What terrifying monster did you have to woo to get here?” @rexerrat

[oddferalair]

Though not a total stranger to deeper bodies of water, Henry had never really bothered learning to swim. It wasn’t as if he’d ever been employed as a pirate, and drowning wasn’t an incredibly exciting prospect when there were better ways to die. Suffocation? Where was the fun in that! He wouldn’t even get to see his body turn blue and fall apart because it’d take too long to get there! He supposed he could try to provoke some beast to bite him to pieces, but even that wasn’t a guaranteed success. He’d have more success asking a very nice bear to do him a favor. He was nothing if not efficient.  He kneels at the spectacle, head tilting with perplexed look. Just what was she doing? Was that...was she trying some kind of funny water dance? It certainly didn’t look graceful, though he wasn’t exactly one to judge. Henry reaches in to splash water in the stranger’s direction.  “Why bother if you’re just going to flail like that? Doesn’t it make more sense to stay on land?”  @filamentstar 

[oddferalair]

Singing. The flowers here sang in a language he was unfamiliar with, but Henry couldn’t help but sing along with it once he got a hang of the tune. Well, in his own way.  “Hum diii dum, hum diii dum, hum hum hum di dooooooooo ♫.”  It was unfortunate that all of them were too busy chanting to really speak with him, but he’s not going to stop them from having a good time. Why, it almost reminded him of the choruses back at the old academy! Sometimes they’d just sing and sing and sing until someone finally keeled over, then they’d take a break and start again. Henry’d never had much of a voice for such things, so he never got to take part. What a shame, that!  Finally, the floral path opened up to cliff side. Savior’s Respite. Despite the name, he’d heard some unsavory rumors about it from the local townsfolk. Scenic location hiding some sort of dark secret? Of course Henry had to check it out! In fact, this place seemed to be loaded with all kinds of unpleasant gems, hidden away in a facade of hospitality. That wasn’t to say he didn’t appreciate said hospitality, but all the convenience and comfort did get to be a little boring for the brain rattling around in his skull.  “Heeeey-o!” he greets a stranger as if they’re old acquaintances, assuming far too much familiarity. Henry peeks over cliffside, suddenly light-headed with a particularly gruesome mental image. He laughs. “Don’tcha think this would make just the most romantic place to die? I mean, where else are you gonna have flowers chanting untold histories while you take a big ol’ plunge? It’d be like death and a funeral all at once!” not to mention it’d be quick, probably painless, and dramatic. All three of Henry’s boxes ticked off! @musioru​

[lyrikin-deactivated]

- Friends with Wolves -

[Ko-Fi]