i am a writer of stories; and yours, i find, are innumerably interesting to write. you may call me tale, if you like.
contacts. characters in the great tale of the universe.
#postulations. - thoughts, cast out into the void.
#conversations. - interactions with others.
#curiosities. - interesting things i may see. [I don't reblog art as frequently as some of the other mailboxes do, but if I do and you'd like it taken down, just let me know! No hard feelings]
#queries. - all that may end up in this little receptacle you call a "mailbox". i suppose questions may be asked of me this way.
[you can search #hermit mailbox ask universe if you want to keep up with the whole collective of rp blogs! I don't use this tag much but it exists lol]
[#hermitbox lore is for more lore-heavy rp stuff!]
[OOC below the cut!]
Hi! Mod here! I'm Syl, she/her, @sylsoddsandends! Aka the mod behind @/pearls-mailbox! Tale is a Watcher OC I've created for this universe! I'm very excited to share her with yall ^^
Slight warning: Tale is prone to acknowledging the fourth wall! She doesn't outright break it, but she acknowledges the players as characters with dynamics and plot, and her fellow Watchers as such to a lesser extent.
If I've got anything ooc to add to a post I'll be talking in brackets [like this!] and I'll use them for narration too!
No NSFW asks please! I might make the occasional joke but I don't want other people to approach me that way.
I would prefer not to interact with DSMP characters, partially because I have absolutely no familiarity with the SMP, partially for personal reasons
I also have no familiarity with other SMPs outside of hermitcraft/trafficlife/empires so Tale may not recognize some characters as well
There may be shipping content on this blog. Whether or not Tale ends up in a relationship, romantic interactions between other blogs will be acknowledged.
Ok I think that's everything I have to say, enjoy the blog, bye :)
[ eyes appear from thin air, thinly clawed hands snatching him up by the scruff. ]
you– you stupid, snivelling hound! i wasn't done with that yet! i'll– i'll make you rue the day you were born, you and your asinine spouse to boot!
@tales-mailbox
[His body freezes before he even knows what is happening, dropping the blocks he had been holding. For a man preparing to be a powerful wizard, he doesn't seem to be able to put up much of a fight]
[Ren stares up at the eyes, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to run, but there's nowhere he can go when stuck like this]
"H- Hello to you too?"
[He tries to fall back on humour, keeping his tone of voice happy]
"Stupid snivelling hound is pretty mean dude, what did I even do to you?"
[He doesn’t get time to grab his things between respawns, already hit by another death by the time he returns. He sits there in his bed for a minute, waiting to see if she’ll kill him again]
[When another death doesn’t come, he gets up quickly, grabbing his things and pulling out his sword. The pathetic diamond against a creature who can use commands doesn’t seem like a fight he’d win, but it’s better than nothing]
Listen, dude, I’m sorry- I don’t know for what but I’m sorry!
[ The moment he pulls out his sword, she nearly recoils, an arm reaching up to pass in front of her face– and then she steels herself and leans forward, putting her hands to her knees and displaying her tails above her head, bristling. ]
[He grips his sword tighter, keeping it ready to attack if she moves away closer]
[He isn’t sure if he should call someone. Who would even be able to help? Maybe he deserved this. He fucked so many things up recently that at least he’ll get proper consequences for one of them]
How about we just back down, let’s just talk about this-
[she's sounding insane to him, and unfortunately he's only equipped to handle doc's insanity alone]
[his first idea is to call doc. that ends the moment he opens his contact and sees those past messages. he cant bother him right now.]
[he send a message to martyn instead. he needs to talk to him anyway]
You whisper to InTheLittleWood: hey if you arent busy are you able to come help me
You whisper to InTheLittleWood: theres just a mildly insane pair of eyes in my house :D:D:D:D:D:D if you are busy i can handle it
[okay back to the possibly insane lady in his house. he looks up at her again, sword still ready to attack]
yeah, youre better than me dude, uh huh.. we can still talk about it..?
Martyn didn’t reply, however in a few minutes he was there. He had expected to see the same eyes that’d bothered him but instead there was a very angry and very scary looking lady. He had half a mind to turn back and go home but Ren wouldn’t be very happy with him if he done that, so out of the goodness of his heart he stayed.
What the fuck? Martyn blinked a few times to quell the nausea before groaning overly loud at his new (albeit better) predicament. Well, he best get flying.
[Welp there goes his only help. He stares at the spot where Martyn had been only seconds ago, then down at his comm, reading the command that had been used. Yeah, Martyn was definitely not getting back anytime soon-]
[So this eye person is pissed at him, but doesn’t want to talk, and sends other people away. And ren still isn’t sure what this is even all about]
You know, you still haven’t explained why you’re mad-
[ The fur on her cheeks clumps together with wetness, faintly tinged red. She clutches her arms to her chest and laughs– or maybe cries– long and too-loud. ]
i– of course you don't get it. because you're stupid. players are stupid.
[ There’s no way he could know. She wants him to know. She wants everyone to know just how horrible everything is all of the time. She chokes back a sob. ]
i was hungry. and you interrupted my meal. so i'll just have to wring one out of you myself.
[ eyes appear from thin air, thinly clawed hands snatching him up by the scruff. ]
you– you stupid, snivelling hound! i wasn't done with that yet! i'll– i'll make you rue the day you were born, you and your asinine spouse to boot!
@tales-mailbox
[His body freezes before he even knows what is happening, dropping the blocks he had been holding. For a man preparing to be a powerful wizard, he doesn't seem to be able to put up much of a fight]
[Ren stares up at the eyes, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to run, but there's nowhere he can go when stuck like this]
"H- Hello to you too?"
[He tries to fall back on humour, keeping his tone of voice happy]
"Stupid snivelling hound is pretty mean dude, what did I even do to you?"
[He doesn’t get time to grab his things between respawns, already hit by another death by the time he returns. He sits there in his bed for a minute, waiting to see if she’ll kill him again]
[When another death doesn’t come, he gets up quickly, grabbing his things and pulling out his sword. The pathetic diamond against a creature who can use commands doesn’t seem like a fight he’d win, but it’s better than nothing]
Listen, dude, I’m sorry- I don’t know for what but I’m sorry!
[ The moment he pulls out his sword, she nearly recoils, an arm reaching up to pass in front of her face– and then she steels herself and leans forward, putting her hands to her knees and displaying her tails above her head, bristling. ]
[He grips his sword tighter, keeping it ready to attack if she moves away closer]
[He isn’t sure if he should call someone. Who would even be able to help? Maybe he deserved this. He fucked so many things up recently that at least he’ll get proper consequences for one of them]
How about we just back down, let’s just talk about this-
[she's sounding insane to him, and unfortunately he's only equipped to handle doc's insanity alone]
[his first idea is to call doc. that ends the moment he opens his contact and sees those past messages. he cant bother him right now.]
[he send a message to martyn instead. he needs to talk to him anyway]
You whisper to InTheLittleWood: hey if you arent busy are you able to come help me
You whisper to InTheLittleWood: theres just a mildly insane pair of eyes in my house :D:D:D:D:D:D if you are busy i can handle it
[okay back to the possibly insane lady in his house. he looks up at her again, sword still ready to attack]
yeah, youre better than me dude, uh huh.. we can still talk about it..?
Martyn didn’t reply, however in a few minutes he was there. He had expected to see the same eyes that’d bothered him but instead there was a very angry and very scary looking lady. He had half a mind to turn back and go home but Ren wouldn’t be very happy with him if he done that, so out of the goodness of his heart he stayed.
What the fuck? Martyn blinked a few times to quell the nausea before groaning overly loud at his new (albeit better) predicament. Well, he best get flying.
[Welp there goes his only help. He stares at the spot where Martyn had been only seconds ago, then down at his comm, reading the command that had been used. Yeah, Martyn was definitely not getting back anytime soon-]
[So this eye person is pissed at him, but doesn’t want to talk, and sends other people away. And ren still isn’t sure what this is even all about]
You know, you still haven’t explained why you’re mad-
[ The fur on her cheeks clumps together with wetness, faintly tinged red. She clutches her arms to her chest and laughs– or maybe cries– long and too-loud. ]
[ eyes appear from thin air, thinly clawed hands snatching him up by the scruff. ]
you– you stupid, snivelling hound! i wasn't done with that yet! i'll– i'll make you rue the day you were born, you and your asinine spouse to boot!
@tales-mailbox
[His body freezes before he even knows what is happening, dropping the blocks he had been holding. For a man preparing to be a powerful wizard, he doesn't seem to be able to put up much of a fight]
[Ren stares up at the eyes, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to run, but there's nowhere he can go when stuck like this]
"H- Hello to you too?"
[He tries to fall back on humour, keeping his tone of voice happy]
"Stupid snivelling hound is pretty mean dude, what did I even do to you?"
[He doesn’t get time to grab his things between respawns, already hit by another death by the time he returns. He sits there in his bed for a minute, waiting to see if she’ll kill him again]
[When another death doesn’t come, he gets up quickly, grabbing his things and pulling out his sword. The pathetic diamond against a creature who can use commands doesn’t seem like a fight he’d win, but it’s better than nothing]
Listen, dude, I’m sorry- I don’t know for what but I’m sorry!
[ The moment he pulls out his sword, she nearly recoils, an arm reaching up to pass in front of her face– and then she steels herself and leans forward, putting her hands to her knees and displaying her tails above her head, bristling. ]
[He grips his sword tighter, keeping it ready to attack if she moves away closer]
[He isn’t sure if he should call someone. Who would even be able to help? Maybe he deserved this. He fucked so many things up recently that at least he’ll get proper consequences for one of them]
How about we just back down, let’s just talk about this-
[she's sounding insane to him, and unfortunately he's only equipped to handle doc's insanity alone]
[his first idea is to call doc. that ends the moment he opens his contact and sees those past messages. he cant bother him right now.]
[he send a message to martyn instead. he needs to talk to him anyway]
You whisper to InTheLittleWood: hey if you arent busy are you able to come help me
You whisper to InTheLittleWood: theres just a mildly insane pair of eyes in my house :D:D:D:D:D:D if you are busy i can handle it
[okay back to the possibly insane lady in his house. he looks up at her again, sword still ready to attack]
yeah, youre better than me dude, uh huh.. we can still talk about it..?
Martyn didn’t reply, however in a few minutes he was there. He had expected to see the same eyes that’d bothered him but instead there was a very angry and very scary looking lady. He had half a mind to turn back and go home but Ren wouldn’t be very happy with him if he done that, so out of the goodness of his heart he stayed.
[ eyes appear from thin air, thinly clawed hands snatching him up by the scruff. ]
you– you stupid, snivelling hound! i wasn't done with that yet! i'll– i'll make you rue the day you were born, you and your asinine spouse to boot!
@tales-mailbox
[His body freezes before he even knows what is happening, dropping the blocks he had been holding. For a man preparing to be a powerful wizard, he doesn't seem to be able to put up much of a fight]
[Ren stares up at the eyes, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to run, but there's nowhere he can go when stuck like this]
"H- Hello to you too?"
[He tries to fall back on humour, keeping his tone of voice happy]
"Stupid snivelling hound is pretty mean dude, what did I even do to you?"
[He doesn’t get time to grab his things between respawns, already hit by another death by the time he returns. He sits there in his bed for a minute, waiting to see if she’ll kill him again]
[When another death doesn’t come, he gets up quickly, grabbing his things and pulling out his sword. The pathetic diamond against a creature who can use commands doesn’t seem like a fight he’d win, but it’s better than nothing]
Listen, dude, I’m sorry- I don’t know for what but I’m sorry!
[ The moment he pulls out his sword, she nearly recoils, an arm reaching up to pass in front of her face– and then she steels herself and leans forward, putting her hands to her knees and displaying her tails above her head, bristling. ]
[He grips his sword tighter, keeping it ready to attack if she moves away closer]
[He isn’t sure if he should call someone. Who would even be able to help? Maybe he deserved this. He fucked so many things up recently that at least he’ll get proper consequences for one of them]
How about we just back down, let’s just talk about this-
[ eyes appear from thin air, thinly clawed hands snatching him up by the scruff. ]
you– you stupid, snivelling hound! i wasn't done with that yet! i'll– i'll make you rue the day you were born, you and your asinine spouse to boot!
@tales-mailbox
[His body freezes before he even knows what is happening, dropping the blocks he had been holding. For a man preparing to be a powerful wizard, he doesn't seem to be able to put up much of a fight]
[Ren stares up at the eyes, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to run, but there's nowhere he can go when stuck like this]
"H- Hello to you too?"
[He tries to fall back on humour, keeping his tone of voice happy]
"Stupid snivelling hound is pretty mean dude, what did I even do to you?"
[He doesn’t get time to grab his things between respawns, already hit by another death by the time he returns. He sits there in his bed for a minute, waiting to see if she’ll kill him again]
[When another death doesn’t come, he gets up quickly, grabbing his things and pulling out his sword. The pathetic diamond against a creature who can use commands doesn’t seem like a fight he’d win, but it’s better than nothing]
Listen, dude, I’m sorry- I don’t know for what but I’m sorry!
[ The moment he pulls out his sword, she nearly recoils, an arm reaching up to pass in front of her face– and then she steels herself and leans forward, putting her hands to her knees and displaying her tails above her head, bristling. ]
[ eyes appear from thin air, thinly clawed hands snatching him up by the scruff. ]
you– you stupid, snivelling hound! i wasn't done with that yet! i'll– i'll make you rue the day you were born, you and your asinine spouse to boot!
@tales-mailbox
[His body freezes before he even knows what is happening, dropping the blocks he had been holding. For a man preparing to be a powerful wizard, he doesn't seem to be able to put up much of a fight]
[Ren stares up at the eyes, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to run, but there's nowhere he can go when stuck like this]
"H- Hello to you too?"
[He tries to fall back on humour, keeping his tone of voice happy]
"Stupid snivelling hound is pretty mean dude, what did I even do to you?"
[ eyes appear from thin air, thinly clawed hands snatching him up by the scruff. ]
you– you stupid, snivelling hound! i wasn't done with that yet! i'll– i'll make you rue the day you were born, you and your asinine spouse to boot!
@tales-mailbox
[His body freezes before he even knows what is happening, dropping the blocks he had been holding. For a man preparing to be a powerful wizard, he doesn't seem to be able to put up much of a fight]
[Ren stares up at the eyes, a shiver running down his spine. He wants to run, but there's nowhere he can go when stuck like this]
"H- Hello to you too?"
[He tries to fall back on humour, keeping his tone of voice happy]
"Stupid snivelling hound is pretty mean dude, what did I even do to you?"
so get back in there. i'm hungry. do you want that reward or not?
Martyn sighed, the eye was back?
“I flicked a few levers! I done what you asked, go do it yourself if you’re so set on it.” He snarled, tail flicking. Maybe he should take more caution in speaking to a Watcher, but this was just unreasonable!
[ More eyes manifest surrounding Martyn, each and every one staring him down. A clawed hand grabs his ear, and another his shirt, tugging him forward. ]
make it happen, snivelling little whelp–
[ Martyn is dropped roughly to the ground. ]
or i'll write you a curse so miserable you'll suffer for the rest of your misbegotten existence.
"I hear someone's idea got rejected," there is no hello, no how are you - straight to the point, tone laced with neither sympathy nor mockery, but simple curiosity. That is how Wolf is, after all - above all and everything else, he is curious. "Seriously, though, what does too last life mean? What was the original concept?" Butting into everybody else's business - what a classic Wolf thing to do.
well, i was thinking about betrayals–
–i'm not telling you, you might steal it. what do you want?
[ She leans forward slightly and raises her tails, eye markings flickering to glare at Wolf. A subtle warning. ]
martyn inthelittlewood. we have a message for you.
upon the server hermitcraft
(with its horde of daft riffraff)
far away and very deep
a fabulous device does sleep
go, and try it on the horde
and we promise dear reward
1128 -42 2773
proceed forward
@tales-mailbox
Martyn was bored, the kind of boredom that ate away at you, leaving you itching and agonising. Not that he was doing much to curb that boredom.
Luckily, the answer to said agony seemed to appear right beside him. He startled a little, turning to see an eye? An eye that appeared to be speaking to him, so he really should be listening—
A device for him to mess with already? It really was his lucky day! Unless that was yesterday… how many lucky days can someone have? Ooh, and some coordinates! Although he does like a good hunt on occasion, the Hermitcraft server is vast, and the hermits are weirdly good at hiding their stuff (not good enough though, ha!). And with a promise of reward, you could count him right in.
“Thank ya eye-“ Likely a Watcher, actually “- Is the reward my boredom being stopped for… maybe a day or so? Or is there a different reward in mind?”
one of my associates– who prefers to live with you players for some incomprehensible reason– is in charge of hosting feasts for us all on occasion. there is to be a small one this winter. does that follow?
Yeah, we’ve got guys like that on Lifesteal. FlameFrags usually gets the brunt of the devious chicanery they get up to. Oh boy I sure love being a demon, The unruly voices:
It dons the most dinky-ass smile, balling its hands together.
one of my associates– who prefers to live with you players for some incomprehensible reason– is in charge of hosting feasts for us all on occasion. there is to be a small one this winter. does that follow?
Yeah, we’ve got guys like that on Lifesteal. FlameFrags usually gets the brunt of the devious chicanery they get up to. Oh boy I sure love being a demon, The unruly voices:
It dons the most dinky-ass smile, balling its hands together.
one of my associates– who prefers to live with you players for some incomprehensible reason– is in charge of hosting feasts for us all on occasion. there is to be a small one this winter. does that follow?
