#ghostbustingreen

[moldypaintbrush1942]

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[wylkstone]

BRIGHTLY COLORED GARB that stuck out against the muted browns and yellows of the Windward Plains. His mount was equally as flamboyant, lacking feathers yet brighter green than the likes of Kohna or any other Seikret Nata has stumbled across. Like so many others, the peculiar plumber was stumbled upon by coincidence. Apparently the Hunter had helped him beat back a stubborn Quematrice that he fought in 'the most unorthodox of techniques,' and that's exactly what had piqued their apprentice's intrigue so much. Who was this man, and where did he come from?

Perhaps a bit of his residual shyness showed through today however, because rather than address Luigi immediately, he'd instead gone to look at and greet the peculiar creature he called his friend. It was bipedal like a seikret, probably a small bird wyvern or even a brute wyvern . . . but its face looked so plush and chubby, and it had . . . boots?

"You're about the strangest monster I've ever seen." He greeted with a smile, grey eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Welcome to our base camp."

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[goodomens-girlie]

I know with my whole heart that when Ghostbusters came out Crowley taught Aziraphale the entire song so that every time he would say “who you gonna call?” Aziraphale would respond with, “🙄ghostbusters🙄”

[red-man-of-mustache]

@ghostbustingreen replied to your post “🍕 - Do you have the number of the pizza delivery...”:

"Please delete-a that number, bro..."

"BUT- BUT THE PIZZA WEEGEE"

[rathalascendant-a]

THE PLACID NIGHT SKY SPECKLED BY AN ARRAY of twinkling stars and sashes of white. On evenings such as these, it is inviting to huddle close to the warmth of a small campfire. They'd collected on Mahana's sandy shore, where only the glow of oil lamplight and torches across the boardwalk illuminated their paths. Mari could name every constellation in the sky, and even some of the stars—a trait shared by many of her people. After all a seafaring merchant fared better with the stars to guide them on a clear night than any compass.

In her arms, an egg pulses with warmth. It's been tended to with love and care under her close eye and some aid from the stablepaws. Mari is used to the care that goes into incubating an egg. But she could never find herself ridding of the excitement that came with hatching one.

She gives a contented, sigh, leaning further against her Rathalos. Mari herself wasn't a night-owl, and she could very well drift off to sleep if left here for much longer. Still, she would not be so drowsy as to ignore the kind words of the plumber who had been staying in the village.

"You're always welcome to come back, y'know. I could always use some tips on how to raise this little one." She replies, brushing her fingers gently against the shell of the egg. "Especially when the growing pains hit."

She doesn't notice it either, how the eggs start to shudder . . . until, not long after, her own seems to quake and shift.

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[thebananwithaplan]

"Everybody's staring..."

....Is that a Yoshi in a Luigi costume? What's it even doing here in a place like this? Maybe the whole 'magically transforming into a scary thing' was just a myth. Bummer.

. "....They've probably never seen anything like ya before." The 'pumpkin' shrugged. "I'm sure you'll be fine."

[rangespacer]

@ghostbustingreen / no fear!

"Now I'm sure this is just a misunderstanding! Old house, creaky doors, bad wiring-- I'll be your 'ghost problem' is nothing a little DIY can't fix!"