Sep 4, 2018
“Twoey I have a joke- what do you call a bleeding friend or Human that’s by your pot/plant self? DYING to see you.”
The plant laughed so hard at that, pounding his vines on the floor. “HA!”
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“Twoey I have a joke- what do you call a bleeding friend or Human that’s by your pot/plant self? DYING to see you.”
The plant laughed so hard at that, pounding his vines on the floor. “HA!”
(The pun shit) "Hey Oogie, I hope nothin's been buggin' you. But I know you got my back, so I can sit on..burlap(yer lap) if I ever need to cry. You got me pullin' at the seams though, don't make me fall apart in agony and grovel like a worm, I'm just dying to know if sh*t stinks or if it's just a dung beetle in this room. Or I mean if your love life's going well, maybe you can find your lovebug in the near future and make like a cuddle bug and cuddle away!:D"
At first, it took Oogie a long while to process what Ren had just said. Then he slowly smirked, putting his hand on the nearby wall, leaning very close to them as his response was, “…. Yer comin’ onta me, Ren~?”
(FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES) "So, what do I have to do to get a kiss from someone like you?"
Oogie smirked and chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning towards Ren. "That depends.... what kind o' kiss we're talkin' about~?"
Littlerock Oaks University. Though primarily human based and has been human based since it was first opened in 1730, it only recently allowed giants to also integrate with them in the late 19th century. In present day, about 10-30% of the student population are giants, and the ones who are there, rule the entire campus. Especially “The Widows”- a clique/coven of girls rumored to dispose of those below them, usually after one date. Usually people believed mean girls came in pink, but not them.
While yes, there were the typical popular giant versions of jocks and pink for sure, none seemed to be more unusual, powerful, or intimidating than the Widows. There was one rumor where a giantess cheerleader that stood up to the Widows disappeared and had been said to be shrunken and eaten. Another missing giant was rumored to be a large toad now. Whether the rumors were true or not, the Widows were a force not to be trifled with...... which was why it was a complete shock when Nicole Heartland announced during lunch in the cafeteria while standing on a table, “Today will be the day I ask the Widows out on a date!”“Keep it down! They’ll hear you!” Nicole’s only friend, Harris Turner, whispered as he pulled Nicole back into her seat. He then sighed. “Nicole, as your friend, it is my obligation to tell you that you are way outta their league. They will literally eat you alive.”“Thanks for the concern, but I’m gonna do it. You only live life once and at least I’d die surrounded by my special interests.” She adjusted her glasses as she blushed and averted her eyes. Nicole was a simple woman wearing nice blouses and a pair of jeans. There was something about the coven of women that attracted her. Whether it was the size alone, the mysterious ambiguity, or just the aesthetic alone. Sure, she probably stood no chance, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. Nicole then added, “Besides, I have one of the Widows in my writing class.”“That’s the ‘nicest’ Widow of the group that may grant you mercy if you’re lucky.”“Regardless, I’m doing it! Wish me luck!” With that, Nicole stood up from her seat, took her lunch and headed off in search of the Widows...
“Okay I told the plant a joke and he liked it so hopefully you enjoy mine too. What do you call it when you have a lose thread and a pile of bones? Fallin’ apart at the seams.:D”
Oogie chuckled a little at that. Cheesy, but still a grin was earned.
(To further explain the D20 dice)- “So this is used in a game of sorts, called Dungeons and Dragons. It has twenty sides, one for each number. Usually, people use this to determine how badly or greatly the consequence of an action is. Usually a natural one, or when the dice is on the “one”, the worst thing imaginable happens to the character- though usually in an equally comedic way. Natural twenty, or “nat twenty”, is usually the best possible outcome. It’s almost like determining fate.”
“Fate, huh?” Oogie looked at the dice again, picking it up and rolling it around. There were more sides, which meant more ways to win. He chuckled. “I like this game already. I’ll be a Dungeon Master and give every player a game to remember~” Cue maniacal laughter.
*Boops the plant*
*The plant boops you back*
(For the “send my muse for a reaction thing”- Aquarius to Noroi) “Do you even love me?”
Noroi turned and glanced down at Aquarius, shock in his eyes that his boyfriend would say such a thing. “Of course I love you. Why did you ask?”