The Connoisseur of Masks

{Read Rules before interacting.} Ｈm Ｈm Ｈm～ Ｈello! I am The Ｈappy Ｍask Ｓalesman. I travel far and wide peddling and finding masks to spread happiness! I am devotee when it comes to this particular head-wear! Come! Come! All are welcome! {Click "Explore" for a drop down bar.}

[salesmanofhappiness]

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[thebladesmithmuses]

((Hey y'all! It's been a while huh? I lost my Persian icons, so I'll be kinda without a face for a while. Imma try to make a come back, but I'm figuring stuff out.

I'm wondering, since I don't have time for multiple blogs anymore, that I should just move everyone to one blog.

It'll be a big task, and I don't plan on deleting blogs, strictly for the memories. Just kinda condensing everyone to one place for my own sake.

For those who don't remember that's @forgottenfallen @catthatquacks @askrowanchase @ask-viscen-and-ayaka @35yearoldfairy @ask-viscen-and-ayaka @mayuthethief

I believe that's all of em.

But anyway.

It's been a while huh? Lol))

[salesmanofhappiness]

((Forget to add this one to that list lol))

[salesmanofhappiness]

((Just wanna remind that I am still stuck on mobile so I will need help cutting posts. It may take some time but I'll get through as many threads as I can. :3))

[thebladesmithmuses]

So. Life has been one hell of a rollercoaster ride, to the point I'm not sure I can be on as much as I used to, if at all. I'm sorry everyone. It's been fun, and I'll try to be here as much as possible, but I can't guarantee anything. Discord has been easier on me lately, so that's where I've been most days. If you wanna ask for it, go a head, but I don't wanna point out my private discord to the aether.

I want to thank you all though. This has been the best roughly a decade of my life. People have come and gone, but I'll hold everything dear to me. All the memories, all the friendships, and all the experiences that shaped me today.

I wish you all the best. I just hope I can still be around.

[merry-goods]

Master IMPoster

salesmanofhappiness​:

“Almost, dear. You certainly used a lot of honey.”

Tortus managed to peel the hair away at last, getting little bits off of her face before handing her the cookie. He continued to clean her hair while she ate.

“Your mother is right. Rocks aren’t good to eat– unless you’re a goron of course.”

The little imps eyes widened in surprise.

“Gorons eat rocks?” she asked, lowering the cookie she was about to take a bite of.

Lulu wasn’t interested in most of the history that her mama would try to teach her. It sounded old and boring. She thought gorons sounded neat, but that meant more learning. And Lulu was not a fan of that.

Eating rocks? Now that was something that caught her attention.

She happily kicked her feet out, a wide grin on her face. “Tell me about the gorons, papa!”

[salesmanofhappiness]

Tortus chuckled. Anything to do with rocks, dirt, bugs and frogs and Lulu was ready to learn everything. He would have to try and keep it interesting for her. Since it was important to know these things.

"Hm, well. I don't know too much myself. Maybe I can ask one for you if I meet one again, *but*--" and he emphasize that 'but'. "--I do know they are typically a kind race, despite how intimidating they look. They are a strong race said to be born from the very rocks they eat. It certainly wouldn't surprise me considering they have have rocks growing out of their backs. They are also very strong, and love to prove that strength with wrestling and races. They are a very proud race of warriors for sure."

[story-magic]

salesmanofhappiness​:

Tortus smiled brightly. It lifted his spirits to see Princess Zelda visit. She was a sweet girl, full of clever thoughts and adventurous spirit. Such a cute little girl coming to see him when she could filled his heart with joy.

“Ah! I have a few new masks in shop if you’d like to see them. Perhaps over some tea?”

👸 “Oh yes” she aced her fingers together with a bright smile on her face “I love the different masks you have in your inventory” she giggled “Come, I’ll have the guard set the tea up for us”

[salesmanofhappiness]

Tortus could have pulled a tea set from anywhere, but he followed the princess anyway. A delighted smile as he didn't often get offered tea himself. "It fills my heart with joy to hear that you love my work, dear princess." Tortus chimed. It practically tickled him pink. After all, it was the highest honor, and Zelda was suck a sweet girl on top of that.

[lyladagger]

Hey y'all. I need some help.

My other bird Charlie got into something he shouldn't have. We took him out to the vet. They gave him meds and we got him home, but he started throwing up. I'm worried he's not going to make it the week, but we don't have anything to pay for another trip.

I have open drawing commissions at the moment if you want something out of your payment.

How To Contact Me:

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But if you could please donate to my PayPal so I can get him out there it would be appreciated. Please. I don't want to lose him.

Go to paypal.me/Lyladagger and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.

You can contact me via my email [email protected]. (This is a more person email. I don't have access to my other one at the moment)

[salesmanofhappiness]

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[lyladagger]

Hey y'all. I need some help.

My other bird Charlie got into something he shouldn't have. We took him out to the vet. They gave him meds and we got him home, but he started throwing up. I'm worried he's not going to make it the week, but we don't have anything to pay for another trip.

I have open drawing commissions at the moment if you want something out of your payment.

How To Contact Me:

～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ Please follow the link to read the TOS and Disclaimer: TOS & Disclaimer    (REQUIRES GOOGLE LOG IN TO ACCES

But if you could please donate to my PayPal so I can get him out there it would be appreciated. Please. I don't want to lose him.

Go to paypal.me/Lyladagger and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.

You can contact me via my email [email protected]. (This is a more person email. I don't have access to my other one at the moment)

[salesmanofhappiness]

((If you can't donate please share.))

[salesmanofhappiness]

((Just to let y'all know. I'm hanging on Rowan's blog for a bit. I'm lurking here sorta. So I won't be checking in much. Maybe reply, but my Rowan muse is active. So if you wanna pop by I'd be glad to see ya! @askrowanchase ))

[tesseracaque]

POV someone brought a cucco into the Happy Mask Shop:

A small Happy Mask Salesman doodle based off of this post because it made me giggle, and referencing the video of Charlie (Cr1TiKaL) below:

I can't seem to stop drawing this funny little man...

[swoodthis]

FHDFS OH MY GOD

[salesmanofhappiness]

((HA. That's perfect. XD ))

"...I didn't think it was very funny..."

[story-magic]

{{ @salesmanofhappiness​ |  👸 | }}

👸 Whenever she gets wind of the salesman comes to Hyrule, she always sneaks away or is escorted by Impa to see him. he gets a joy by just seeing him, and she always buys an interesting mask that he has.

[salesmanofhappiness]

Tortus smiled brightly. It lifted his spirits to see Princess Zelda visit. She was a sweet girl, full of clever thoughts and adventurous spirit. Such a cute little girl coming to see him when she could filled his heart with joy.

"Ah! I have a few new masks in shop if you'd like to see them. Perhaps over some tea?"

[pri-rp]

@salesmanofhappiness

The shop was empty, perhaps not even open when suddenly there were two new presences inside it. A child was all that could be seen, but overlapping with them was a sense of someone else.

the child was in a striped shirt, with short brown hair, and were hugging their side. No injury could be seen, but they were breathing swiftly, as if recovering from a shock. Those wide eyes are unfocused; it doesn’t seem likely they’ve seen their surroundings just yet.

The Salesman was not the only one to notice, obviously, but as has oft been the case these days, Majora was taking a step back… mostly. Still going to peer down the stairs though, even if glowing eyes would give them away, and perhaps cause a fright if noticed.

[salesmanofhappiness]

Tortus did glance at the stairs when he heard Majora laugh, but otherwise paid no mind to it. Perhaps he was talking to the other unexpected guest. Tortus stared at he one he could see for noticable few seconds. It seemed like they had gone through something, but he wasn't going to pry. Instead, he pulled his kettle and a tea cup through his Pocket.

"You seem... frazzled. Would you like a cup of tea? Perhaps we can figure out what to do once you've calmed down."

Tortus then pulled sugar and two cookies from the same invisible void. His hands fading out before appearing with the items in question.

"Does your friend drink tea as well?"

[rosesilverpenrp]

salesmanofhappiness​:

That seemed to catch his attention. Tortus looked up from the kettle toward her. Brows raised and a curious look coming over his face.

“A surprise?” Tortus asked.

While he didn’t want to jump to conclusions, he was positive that surprise was for him. It was difficult to tell, but Tortus did notice she was hiding something. He tilted his head slightly and once again to try and peek. Of course, he couldn’t see it. He could conjure magic portals and create elaborate illusions, but he never quite mastered seeing through people.

Rose nodded. So she finally had his attention.

“Yes, a surprise.” She fiddled with the bottom part of the project, fingering the fabric that was peeking out of the wooden frame she had placed it in for appearance sake.

He was curious, she could tell. Slowly she moved her project from behind her to in front of her, showing it to him.

“I took up cross-stitching and made this for you. In my world, this quote is one of the most famous quotes from this game series, said by you during the moon incident… These are all the masks Link gathered, along with Majora. It took a while to make, and I really hope you like it.”

[salesmanofhappiness]

As soon as the stitching was in Tortus' hands, he could feel the love and dedication Rose poured into it. That made her gift that much more precious. Tortus smiled warmly. His calloused fingers gently brushing the soft fabric and thread. He looked up at Rose. His arms opened wide as he pulled her into a tight hug. To say he was touched was an understatement. He felt like he might cry, but he managed to hold himself together.

"It's wonderful, dear. Thank you."

Now... He just needed to find a place to put it where it wouldn't get ruined. It was much, much more delicate than most of his other knick-knacks. If Rose didn't mind, he might put it away with all his other... delicate items.

[merry-goods]

Master IMPoster

salesmanofhappiness​:

merry-goods​:

The cloth scrubbing at her face was a little annoying, but Lulu was indeed distracted by her parents question.

“I went near the forest to pick up some rocks and some berries! Mama said he’d make em’ into a pie soon.”

She thought more about her day.

“Nephri and I sat by the fountain and talked about rocks! She had to leave after a while cause her mama needed help with some horses.”

Tortus grinned and with a soft laugh he said;

“With the rocks or the berries?”

He was sure Ruvius wouldn’t bake rocks into a pie, at least not using a real oven. Only gorons– and perhaps Lulu herself, would eat a rock pie.

Tortus was also glad to hear Lulu was getting along with her new little friend. While he was sure the implings would find someone who accepted them eventually, he still hoped this one would pan out well. Nephri was such a dear sweet girl. Lulu needed someone like that in her life.

Lulu grinned. “The berries, papa! Mama said that eating rocks would hurt my teeth and tummy.”

Her stomach growled.

Lulu gently kicked out her legs impatiently. “Papa, can I have a cookie now?”

[salesmanofhappiness]

"Almost, dear. You certainly used a lot of honey."

Tortus managed to peel the hair away at last, getting little bits off of her face before handing her the cookie. He continued to clean her hair while she ate.

"Your mother is right. Rocks aren't good to eat-- unless you're a goron of course."

[salesmanofhappiness]

Rest of Thread Here @puzzlebones

He groaned, eye sockets cracking open to look around him. Seems he was in a forest? Definitely didn’t look like home…he supposed this is what he got for jumping around timelines willy-nilly. Finally his good eye landed on the…human? that had fallen over, not sure if they were alive or not. Human’s had a tendency of lingering around after they died…unlike monsters who turned to dust.

Oh well! He found an opportunity to snag a handful of cash before heading out (last thing he needs is to be blamed for some human’s death).

📷

To his credit he did nudge the poor guy a few times with his foot before checking his pockets and such. “Hey, you uh….dead or something?”

Tortus flinched at the nudging and braced himself for what would most likely be his end. It was almost impossible to stand up quick enough to avoid anything. Opening a Pocket would be his–

Wait.

Did the Stalfos just talk?

Tortus craned his neck and upper body to look at the skeleton. There was a sense Tortus couldn’t quite place, but it wasn’t inherently malicious. The aura felt… strange compared to what he normally sensed. Though it certainly wasn’t the pure dark and suffocating feeling of malice stalfos usually gave off. Not panicking for his life; he could now see just how strange that was.

“Well. You don’t see that every day. You… aren’t a stalfos are you?”

[puzzlebones]

Darn…the human(?) was alive and well it seemed…on one hand, he didn’t have to worry about being blamed for someone’s death. On the other…there goes his chance to pickpocket

He tilted his head, obviously confused at the question, nestling his hands back into his pockets. “No idea what a ‘Stalfos’ is, so I guess not. That some kind of monster or something?” 

He paused for a moment before one bony hand emerged from his pocket, holding it out…an invitation to take it…might as well help the guy back up.

“Well for posterity…I am a Skeleton. Names Papyrus…but most just call me Purple, for obvious reasons”

[salesmanofhappiness]

Tortus looked at the hand with confusion. Despite the obvious-- Purple didn't look strong enough to pick Tortus and his pack up off the ground. Though, Tortus supposed Purple wouldn't have offered if that were the case. Besides, getting up himself was going to be difficult. Tortus got off of his belly first. Then took the hand offered to him.

"Yes, and certainly much more..." Tortus rolled his wrist as he tried to think. "... Unwilling to negotiate."

The merchant swept off as much debris and dust as he could. He continued to speak as he fussed over stray hair. And once he was done, he defaulted to a wide grin. His hands clasped together in front of him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Purple. I'm the Happy Mask Salesman, but people usually call me Happy."

[salesmanofhappiness]

Desert Traveler

[salesmanofhappiness]

askthedragonocs‌:

“Normally it would be, but you seem well enough traveled that I don’t feel like I need to pick you up and dump you off in town”

He walked up to the man and shook his hand

“It certainly is, especially here. Anyways, I’m carnage, the protector of this land”

The merchant’s handshake was as expected from a businessman; firm and confident. It certainly ill-matched his demeanor. The stranger’s name had been odd, but it was far for Tortus to question other’s names. 

“Well, it’s a pleasure. Carnage. Friends call me Happy.” 

[salesmanofhappiness]

It seemed Tortus might have ran into some sort of deity. If not a deity, certainly a sentry. Whatever he was, Carnage seemed friendly enough to let him camp for the night. Traveling the dessert was never pleasant, but Tortus could manage well enough.

The merchant took a sat back beside his belongings and the campfire. Carnage seemed content to look around.

"Make yourself comfortable."

[salesmanofhappiness]

Do you have like…a choking kink or something? Asking for a friend.