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@the-muses-puppeteer
May I be of assistance?
It is a pleasure to meet you! I'm afraid my muse is still unresponsive unable to assist, but I shall be their replacement for the time being! What is it that you seek?
(Some lore, Bounderies and Miscellaneous under cut)
Current Event: None
[Throws @westwardcomet at you. Get cowboy'd.]
"Oh! Greetings! Are you alright? I hope you aren't too shaken up"
[He stands up, dusts himself off, and looks up at them.]
... Ah, yeah, I'm just fine fer now stranger. Or... Stanferd, is that you? Naw, he din't have all them there eyes...Well, er, where is this place?
"Oh, well, I am a Stanford. Ah, you remind me of... nevermind. You're in my void, a space between dimensions, I'm afriad you've slipped in. It happens sometimes"
He summons through a small rift a plate of cookies, "you'll be here a while, so please do get confortable! Ah, my manners, I forgot to ask for your name"
... Well I'll be... That makes ya the third I've ever met! Whoo-whee! ... Well, I'm sure glad ta know where this is... Thank ya kindly! Hm- if you're sharin' snacks, ya can have some of my beans!
[He takes off his hat, reaches into it, and pulls out a can of beans, holding it out as he puts his hat back on and grabs the plate of cookies.]
I ain't got a name no more, but folks call me the wanderin' cowboy. Or, just the cowboy. Cowboy fer short, I guess. I s'pose if I'm gon' be here a while I may as well sneak in some time ta play my banjo. Would that be an issue fer ya?
He raises a hand, "thank you, but I'll kindly decline. I can rarely hold canned beans"
They take a good look at the cowboy as ge speaks, trying to piece out if they had any equivalent, though coming up short. "It's my pleasure. You may call me Oracle, to avoid confusion with the other fords. By all means, play your instrument! It's been so very long since I've listened to some music here"
Suitch'erself!
[He dumps the can of beans out into his mouth, takes his hat back off, puts the can of beans in, pulls his banjo out, and puts his hat back on.]
We~ell, Oracle, it's a real pleasure ta meet you! Got any favorites? ... That I'd know, I mean. I'm from, er... 1886, now? Time sure flies... But, I know most folk I meet who ain't from my home die-mansion--- er, dimension, are from later years...
[He finally places the plate of cookies on top of his hat and grabs one to each.]
He cringest at him just. Hiding the can back in. So unhygienic.
"That is an odd year to ge visitors from. Fascinating! I'm afraid I wouldn't know any songs, but that just means you get to teach me something new!" They toom one of the cookies for themself
Heheh! So ya won't notice if I get a note wrong! Gotcha! ... Er, don'tcha worry, friend. I keep the cans in my hat 'til I find a river ta clean 'em out.
[He starts strumming idly, playing whatever comes to his mind.]
He floats up as if he were laying on the ground belly down, proping his chin uo in his palms. They tilt one way to the other at the tune
A memory stirs in the back of his mind, of late night study sessions in a stuffy form
[He smiles gently, sometimes whistling along with his own banjo tunes. This is nice... I'm sure this won't be horrible for Oracle Ford. :)]
As he lets himself sway to the tunes, his smile begins to feel a little forced. Each strum of the strings brought about a little more of that past they have so desperately tried to leave behind them.
College dorms. Parties he was dragged to. Drunken conversations.
He moved to rather sit on the air, not swinging anymore yet his whole attention still on the cowboy's song
A chalkboard. Bean cans. A Christmas night
[WANDA is most definitely w a t c h i n g]
@afterlife-aftons
He was reading a book, laid across his couch.
Suddenly, all his eyes except the main ones look back at her. "Why, hello there"
Eek-!
[she tries to hide.. unsuccessfully]
The eyes follow here, though he remains facing the book, a grin spreads across his face
"I take it you're that kind ghost I was informed of? There's no need to by shy, little one"
I'm.. I'm not evil...
"I never said that"
Finally they drop the book aside and turn fully to her. "It's alright"
I just keep having to tell people I’m not evil because of how I look…
[she looks like anyone who died of falling off of a balcony would. …aka, absolutely shit.]
"Oh, sweetie, I know how that is... but I think you're lovely"
He opens up ansamll rift, summoning a plate of cookies, and offers them to her, "do you want anything?"
No thank you... My parents would be angry if I took anything from you.
"Hm... what jd I could garantee your safety?"
How?
They smile, a little too wide, whosing off two pairs of fangs that almost definitely weren't there before
"I can be a little 'evil' if I must"
[WANDA is most definitely w a t c h i n g]
@afterlife-aftons
He was reading a book, laid across his couch.
Suddenly, all his eyes except the main ones look back at her. "Why, hello there"
Eek-!
[she tries to hide.. unsuccessfully]
The eyes follow here, though he remains facing the book, a grin spreads across his face
"I take it you're that kind ghost I was informed of? There's no need to by shy, little one"
I'm.. I'm not evil...
"I never said that"
Finally they drop the book aside and turn fully to her. "It's alright"
I just keep having to tell people I’m not evil because of how I look…
[she looks like anyone who died of falling off of a balcony would. …aka, absolutely shit.]
"Oh, sweetie, I know how that is... but I think you're lovely"
He opens up ansamll rift, summoning a plate of cookies, and offers them to her, "do you want anything?"
No thank you... My parents would be angry if I took anything from you.
"Hm... what jd I could garantee your safety?"
"... heya, oreo."
@milokitpines
"Young Kit! How have you been?"
"Holdin' up! End of summer is on it's way, I'm... gonna miss the mystery shack."
"How are you?"
"So... no mkre trying to bring the apocalypse?"
"Good, here, there, everywhere. Trying to play the part of a muse, for real this time"
He shakes his head, "couldn't if I tried."
He snaps, nothing happens. He's grounded. His Bill eye is... gone.
He looks a bit too normal.
"... I bet you're an awesome muse, I'm glad youre not trapped anymore."
"Oh... may I ask what happened?"
"Thank you, my boy. I'm doing my best"
"My uncle... took oit the bill in me, not a big deal. I uh... asked him to." He shrugs.
"How are you being a muse?"
"He... he can do that? It looks... painful"
"Oh, mostly traveling, finding lost people who need a nudge to find themselves. Nothing much, in the grand scheme of things'
"Hench! It's lovely to see you again. What, um... what are you up to?"
@the-muses-puppeteer
Hench's expression warms at the sight of Oracle "I'm on my way to baby proof Tricksters home. He needs the basement completely blocked off as well. How have you been? It's been quite some time since we last spoke its good to hear from you again"
"Oh! You're really helping him. Do you need any help? I've been getting a little lost in the multiverse, I'm sorry for dissappearing. It was a nice vacation though!"
"Did you speak to him before coming to me-?" Hench goes over the list of what needs to be done in his head before responding "Do you want to give me a hand dismantling the portal? It needs to be dismantled before the basement is sealed off."
"Theres no need to apologize that. It's happened to me before in the past. Any exciting story's to share?"
"Perhaps... I wanted to congratulate him on the news!"
He writes down the list on a journal, listening very attentively. "A hand? How about a dozen?" They pull out as many hands. He thinks this is hilarious
"Oh, nothing much really. I've been drawn to the mundane, mostly. Except for this one time I found myself in a sort of divine Grove, which held a most interesting Pantheon."
*poking Oracle with some crayons and a plushie, don't question it*
- 🦊
"Oh?" He grabs each with a different hand
H E L L O .
@daughter-of-the-author
"OH MY, HI THERE DARLING!"
"... heya, oreo."
@milokitpines
"Young Kit! How have you been?"
"Holdin' up! End of summer is on it's way, I'm... gonna miss the mystery shack."
"How are you?"
"So... no mkre trying to bring the apocalypse?"
"Good, here, there, everywhere. Trying to play the part of a muse, for real this time"
He shakes his head, "couldn't if I tried."
He snaps, nothing happens. He's grounded. His Bill eye is... gone.
He looks a bit too normal.
"... I bet you're an awesome muse, I'm glad youre not trapped anymore."
"Oh... may I ask what happened?"
"Thank you, my boy. I'm doing my best"
"Hello my dearest! How have you been?"
@the-muses-puppeteer
OTHER DAD!!!
*she practically jumps onto him*
He picked her up in a hug and twilred her around, "oh, how I've missed you!"
“I was so worried about you!!”
Happy moth sounds
"Im sorry. Nothing bad hapoened this time, I promise'
He chirps back at her moth sounds, "now, that's new"
“Good cause if it did I’d kill you.”
“I’m part moth now!”
She smiles brightly
“I can turn into a moth too!”
All his eyes are practically glowing
"That's amazing!"
One of her antennas twitch
“Do you wanna see?”
NODNODNODNOD
… i didn’t know Wilhelm had a sibling
@master-of-puppets-and-shadows
"Well, to he fair we're not biologically related. We're... does it count as adoption if we adopted each other? I'm not quite sure how it happened. We just bonded over time, we were there for each other suring our worst times, and I guess it just... felt right. To call her my sibiling"
No he's not about to cry not at all who said anything about crying-
… yes, i do think that counts as adoption. they do seem to have that effect on people. they certainly have a lot of friends..
"She does, doesn't she? I'm glad he has so many friends! They're great :D"
they do :)
they’re DEFINITELY the favorite. Stanford and I agreed on that a bit ago
They tilt their head, "the favorite? In what sense?"
[WANDA is most definitely w a t c h i n g]
@afterlife-aftons
He was reading a book, laid across his couch.
Suddenly, all his eyes except the main ones look back at her. "Why, hello there"
Eek-!
[she tries to hide.. unsuccessfully]
The eyes follow here, though he remains facing the book, a grin spreads across his face
"I take it you're that kind ghost I was informed of? There's no need to by shy, little one"
I'm.. I'm not evil...
"I never said that"
Finally they drop the book aside and turn fully to her. "It's alright"
I just keep having to tell people I’m not evil because of how I look…
[she looks like anyone who died of falling off of a balcony would. …aka, absolutely shit.]
"Oh, sweetie, I know how that is... but I think you're lovely"
He opens up ansamll rift, summoning a plate of cookies, and offers them to her, "do you want anything?"
… i didn’t know Wilhelm had a sibling
@master-of-puppets-and-shadows
"Well, to he fair we're not biologically related. We're... does it count as adoption if we adopted each other? I'm not quite sure how it happened. We just bonded over time, we were there for each other suring our worst times, and I guess it just... felt right. To call her my sibiling"
No he's not about to cry not at all who said anything about crying-
… yes, i do think that counts as adoption. they do seem to have that effect on people. they certainly have a lot of friends..
"She does, doesn't she? I'm glad he has so many friends! They're great :D"
[Throws @westwardcomet at you. Get cowboy'd.]
"Oh! Greetings! Are you alright? I hope you aren't too shaken up"
[He stands up, dusts himself off, and looks up at them.]
... Ah, yeah, I'm just fine fer now stranger. Or... Stanferd, is that you? Naw, he din't have all them there eyes...Well, er, where is this place?
"Oh, well, I am a Stanford. Ah, you remind me of... nevermind. You're in my void, a space between dimensions, I'm afriad you've slipped in. It happens sometimes"
He summons through a small rift a plate of cookies, "you'll be here a while, so please do get confortable! Ah, my manners, I forgot to ask for your name"
... Well I'll be... That makes ya the third I've ever met! Whoo-whee! ... Well, I'm sure glad ta know where this is... Thank ya kindly! Hm- if you're sharin' snacks, ya can have some of my beans!
[He takes off his hat, reaches into it, and pulls out a can of beans, holding it out as he puts his hat back on and grabs the plate of cookies.]
I ain't got a name no more, but folks call me the wanderin' cowboy. Or, just the cowboy. Cowboy fer short, I guess. I s'pose if I'm gon' be here a while I may as well sneak in some time ta play my banjo. Would that be an issue fer ya?
He raises a hand, "thank you, but I'll kindly decline. I can rarely hold canned beans"
They take a good look at the cowboy as ge speaks, trying to piece out if they had any equivalent, though coming up short. "It's my pleasure. You may call me Oracle, to avoid confusion with the other fords. By all means, play your instrument! It's been so very long since I've listened to some music here"
Suitch'erself!
[He dumps the can of beans out into his mouth, takes his hat back off, puts the can of beans in, pulls his banjo out, and puts his hat back on.]
We~ell, Oracle, it's a real pleasure ta meet you! Got any favorites? ... That I'd know, I mean. I'm from, er... 1886, now? Time sure flies... But, I know most folk I meet who ain't from my home die-mansion--- er, dimension, are from later years...
[He finally places the plate of cookies on top of his hat and grabs one to each.]
He cringest at him just. Hiding the can back in. So unhygienic.
"That is an odd year to ge visitors from. Fascinating! I'm afraid I wouldn't know any songs, but that just means you get to teach me something new!" They toom one of the cookies for themself
Heheh! So ya won't notice if I get a note wrong! Gotcha! ... Er, don'tcha worry, friend. I keep the cans in my hat 'til I find a river ta clean 'em out.
[He starts strumming idly, playing whatever comes to his mind.]
He floats up as if he were laying on the ground belly down, proping his chin uo in his palms. They tilt one way to the other at the tune
A memory stirs in the back of his mind, of late night study sessions in a stuffy form
[WANDA is most definitely w a t c h i n g]
@afterlife-aftons
He was reading a book, laid across his couch.
Suddenly, all his eyes except the main ones look back at her. "Why, hello there"
Eek-!
[she tries to hide.. unsuccessfully]
The eyes follow here, though he remains facing the book, a grin spreads across his face
"I take it you're that kind ghost I was informed of? There's no need to by shy, little one"
I'm.. I'm not evil...
"I never said that"
Finally they drop the book aside and turn fully to her. "It's alright"
wonder if everything's alright with everyone..
"Well, I am, if it helps. How are you, my friend?"
"GAH— I did NOT see you— hi! yeah, im uh— im doing great!"
[..says the guy with a shorter haircut than normal and is CLEARLY IN UTAH.]
He tilts his head like a confused puppy, "Wilhem, you know you can confide in me, right?"
"yyyeaaah?"
[..suspicious..]
Oblivious
"It's the least I owe you"
"nah, man, you aint owing me anything!"
"I don't mean it like that! Please, I want to be there for you. Be it as your grief turns you into a creature beyond human comprehension, or simple need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here for you. I haven't seen you in sonlong, my dear sibiling, let me aid you'
"no, its— stanford, im..."
[..god dammit.]
"..nothing too bad has happened. its..im fine. ish."
"Alright...? Then is the change of look and... residence related to that not-too-bad thing that happened?"
"...mmmmaybe. say, um— why dont we go talk outside? this isnt exactly. um. my house."
"Oh! Sorry- whose house is it, then?"
He floats outside, taking her by the hand. Missed her :3
"detective ross'— hes a good man."
[he lets him take her hand. shes missed them, too.]
"we're, uhm...we are in utah, right now. if...that wasnt obvious."
"Good to know!"
They look around, taking in the surroundings for the furst time, "it probably is, but I've kinda been in a lot of places, it gets mixed up" he chukled.
[they smile.]
"yeah. thats..thats fair. you travel a lot."
"its..uhm.." [they rub the back of their neck, nails digging into his skin.] "its certainly a change of scenery, thats for sure."
"Is there a reason for Utah?"
He noticed the picking at the skin. Gently, a pair of ghost hands pry the nails away
"oh, yknow, just, uhm...yknow, some— some things happened, thought I should head out of gravity falls, and utah happened to be a place. to stay. for the time being."
"I can see that."
Clealry, he's not getting much else out of Wilhem
"Would you... mind if I did you some company out here? Looks like you need a friend"
"oh, ive— stanford, im..im fine. ive got friends, here. they— they came along with me."
[a pause.]
"...but..it would be nice spending time with you for a little while longer. I hardly see you nowadays."
"Then I'll stay as long as you wish me to be close!" He opened his arms, inviting them in for a hug
[they move forward and just kinda. rest their head on his shoulder. huggg,,]
"not sure how long you can stay, since...yknow..again, this is ross' house, but..."
[his voice is muffled, his face in ORACLE'S shoulder.]
"I'll go back to my void if I must. Which is also open for you, at any given time"
A pair of hands pet Wilhem's hair, while another rubs her back.
[he nods.]
[after a while, he speaks, his voice quiet.]
"..me and harvey kind of...split."
"Oh. Oh Wilhem..." they hugged her tighter, "what happened?"
"uhm...stuff."
[they relax when he squeezes him tighter.]
['god, I probably look pathetic.']
[they do. they do.]
A little, but they've been more than pathetic around each other already.
"Wilhem... did he hurt you?"
"what— no! no, of course not! he'd never!"
[they pull back enough to look at him, and they look absolutely baffled at the very thought.]
"Alright! Alright, just making sure" he raises a pair of Ghost hands in surrender
"I just don't see why you split up like this, and to leave youbin such a state, too"
"Hench! It's lovely to see you again. What, um... what are you up to?"
@the-muses-puppeteer
Hench's expression warms at the sight of Oracle "I'm on my way to baby proof Tricksters home. He needs the basement completely blocked off as well. How have you been? It's been quite some time since we last spoke its good to hear from you again"
"Oh! You're really helping him. Do you need any help? I've been getting a little lost in the multiverse, I'm sorry for dissappearing. It was a nice vacation though!"
