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temp. dash-only multimuse for a bunch of food souls from FF, sideblog to @heroixfxilure

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Oof, I’m sorry this notice is coming so late and especially just after this rp blog started, but I will be going on a hiatus from the 10th to 14th of September. I’ll be here, I’ll be on on mobile, but there won’t be any replies until saturday or late friday. If you want to rp with me, catch me on Discord!

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In a solar system in one of the infinite universes…

A story on the creation of Tierra, but this time more on the planet itself and with pictures.

Original: Weibo

Translation: @hinabes

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1. Snowy day

My master attendant once told me that I don't need to grow up, and I don't need to be brave. So I figured I would stay there.

My master attendant and I had always lived in the mountans above the border to the snowy plains. Although we didn't get blizzards, the weather was always cool because of the proximity to the plains. My master attendant and I lived in a small wooden cottage on the mountain, but we lived comfortably.

Maybe too comfortably, because when my master attendant left I didn't even realize it, I couldn't see him anymore.

I buried him at the cottage; there was a vegetable garden he had planted with his own hands. That used to be his favourite place. And now it was my favourite.

The first time I saw the fine snow my master attendant had told me about, it was drifting down. The back of the mountain was dyed white, and it became even more obvious that there was no one else in the mountain.

I liked that kind of world, it made me feel at peace. I was sitting in a big bamboo basket in the corner of the cottage, my head buriend between my kness.

"Are you the only one here?" A strange voice pulled me out of a world of silence.

"Uh..huh.." I saw a girl with blonde hair and a green dress, her smile warm enough to melt the snow. This was my first conversation with someone other than my Master attendant, and my anxiety made my voice tremble.

"Don't be afraid, I was just passing by. My name is Yogurt, I'm a food soul, like you." "Food soul?" "Right, I'm a food soul who was summoned by my master attendant." "You're also..my master attendants food soul?" "My master attendant and your master attendant aren't the same people." "Then your.. master attendant?" "He's gone to the same place as yours." Yogurt said with a smile.

"You can't be with your master attendant either?" "Right." "Oh? aren't I unable to stay with my master attendant any longer because I haven't grown up?" "That's because I'm the same as you, I can't grow up."

I don't know why, but even though she was obviously smiling I felt like she wasn't happy.

"The snow's already stopped~" "So it has..." "I should get going too. Say, would you like to travel with me?" "I..I can't leave..." I was afraid to leave, for some reason I had become afraid of the outside world. I couldn't help but lower my head and told myself tighter as we spoke.

"You don't need to be afraid... I was just thinking that, if you're willing, I could look after you." While Yogurt spoke, she gently stroked my hair, just like my master attendant used to do.

Suddenly, her hands were gone and the warm feeling in my heart vanished for some reason. When I snapped out of it, I was holding Yogurts sleeve.

"That...that... My name is Salad. Can I.. stay...with you?" For a moment it was difficult for me to form complete sentences, and I wasn't sure wether Yogurt understood what I was saying.

"Sure, let's go!" Yogurt smiled and nodded at me. Her smile was mixed with sunshine and the scent of flowers.

I don't know when it happened, but the sun had burst through the clouds and melted the traces of snow on the ground.

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1. Lonely moon

"The mid-atumn festival, a time for togetherness.." "Admiring the osmanthus blossoms, giving homage to the full moon..." "All alone, only a single shadow..." "Drinking alone, to pass a solitary night.."

"Hey! You damn kids!" "Oh no, look, a monster~~ How dreadful, let's run away!" "Who're you calling a monster!!! I'm a food soul, dammit!"

"Hey now..." After chasing off the children who had been making a ruckus under my tree, I take a deep breath in through my nose, even though it's almost frozen in the cold wind, and return to the tree.

Half leaning against the tree, I gazed up at the brilliant full moon, and take another sip from the winecup I had put aside.

"All alone, only a single shadow...

Drinking alone, to pass a solitary night.."

The words the children had been chanting unconsciously slipped through my lips, and after finishing off my cup of osmanthus wine with a gulp, I muttered discontentedly:

"Hrmph, what kind of person writes tripe like that?

That's right, the only lonely solitary soul tonight is me!"

I roar in utter frustration, but the only response was the rustle of leaves on the wind.

"Pointless.."

The wine was starting to go to my head, so I squinted my eyes and layed down.

The bright moon was still hanging overhead, watching me.

"There...moonlight.."

It felt like my vision was beginning to blur..

"Don't you feel lonely..?"

Drowsiness overcame me, and I sank into a deep sleep...

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2. Ranting

The casino was massive, with a basement designed and built for the earl. The cooking attendant had brought me here.

The gambling earl sat on his favorite place around the gaming table, and as usual was squandering the gold coins in front of him. People were laughing. I couldn't understand why their smiles had become so gradually distorted.

"God bless you." My lady, the cooking attendant said as she walked in with holding the earl's favorite food. She placed the plate next to earl's right hand, to make it convenient for him to eat. But, he didn't glance at her at all.

Apparnetly, the cooking attendant had gotten used to this, she left without a single utterance.

But I knew, the food, meat and vegetables placed inside bread was the one thing that hte pampered cooking attendant could have done. And it's also the reason why I was here.

At this point, I could only play the role of an observer, leisurely sitting on the banister playing my favorite card magic. No one knew of my presence there.

Until the earl, who had been reluctant to leave the gaming table, reached out for the food that the cooking attendant had prepared for him. As if by some deep-seated unwillingness, my body took a step before I thought about what I was doing.

A spade flew by me, and it stuck in the cracks on the table. The card almost touched the earl's hand.

When I realized it, I noticed that almost everyone was looking at me, the frantic one who dared to provoke the earl.

It was all so totally out of the blue. Therefore, the situation wouldn't allow me to back down.

I slid down the banister railing and jumped, right in front of the earl.

I laughed as heartily and as carefree as I ever had in my life, even though I was surrounded on all sides by soldiers. The earl did not order the soldiers to kill me though, he just looked at me keenly with particular interest, and asked,

"The reason you have rushed in here so abruptly was not at all out of some sheer death wish I trust?"

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1. Fate night

The dark night sky was filled with black clouds. It looked as if they would cause the country villa located at the corner of the town to collapse, meanwhile, a scintillating light emanated forth from the clouds every now and again.

The rooms inside were dark, nothing was visible. Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck the villa, lightin up the darkened room. It was then that I could see a small figure crouched under the window.

"Are you..?" I asked tentatively. "Are you a cooking attendant?"

The figure was shivering noticeably, then, it continued trembling, looking as if it was going to cry.

"My lady cooking attendant, I am Sandwich." I stood off to one side, as I could feel cooking attendant sending out a signal not to get near her.

Without getting a response for such a long time, there was nothing else to do but sit on the counter and play with a deck of cards.

Off in the distance, the lightning cut a flash into the sky again. It provided enough for me to make out what the cooking attendant looked like.

Her face as beautiful as a doll, with noble golden curly locks handing down like silk strands. An elaborate gown flowed down her thin frame, which, coupled with the luxuriant decorations around the house, it is not difficult to see that the cooking attendant was nobility.

The cooking attendant was the daughter of an Earl, but her father was known as a man who loved gambling. Because he lingered all day long at the gambling table, he was given the informal title of, the Gambling Earl.

At that time the aristocrats wielded massive power, the throne itself was just a charade. All the nobles were addicted to fun. Gambling was just a pastime, it was nothing curious or peculiar.

Yet, I couldn't understand, what it was that could possibly make this little daughter of a wealthy earl, a girl who was set up for life, sit crying on this rainy night.

The cooking attendant kept wiping away the tears from her face with the sleeve of her expensive dress, then, pretending nothing was amiss she stood up. She tried to keep up the charade though her eyes were still red.

I couldn't help but laugh at such a wretched sight. She didn't say anything, she just sat with her back to me, as if she was angry.

But think about it, this was a little girl of only 12 years old.

I figured she was a naive girl, too young to know much about the world. As a food soul, I should just talk of whimsical and fantastic dreams with her. Or just play card tricks to make her happy, so...

"Sandwich, your gambling skills are pretty good, right?" Her words interrupted my train of thought.

"I hate to sing my own praises, but..no one can beat me at gambling." I patted my chest in a show of confidence.

"Could you make my father lose everything he owns?"

Yes, it all started that very night.

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Tbh I could post the stories that I have so far

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He nodded again sweetly, his smile as bright as ever. It was obvious that Pink seemed to have some problems with her master attendant, but it wasn’t his job to snoop around and possibly make her feel uncomfortable. He didn’t wanna destroy the happiness right now, so he just kept quiet about it.

After all, he himself didn’t know how it could be to have a bad master attendant. His own one was nice, they treated them well and were always open to having more food souls than they could even use around. They were sweet.

He was glad that Pink could be herself around him, though. He wanted her to be comfortable.

“Of course.”

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EGGETTE:

@ducksummon

“Those baby ducks are really cute! Could I help you with taking care of them? I have a few baby chicks, myself!”

Eggette let out a laugh, putting one hand over his mouth, holding back the staff in his hands. A tilt of his head, 2 baby chicks hopping around on his shoulders and head.

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                    “Only a fool would say no to an offered helping hand. Much obliged; your chicks are equally cute, if I may say so myself.”

                    It was owed to a bias he had toward general poultry, he was sure, but when looking at a grouping of chicks and ducklings hobbling around peeping and twittering at one another could anyone really blame him? At Peking’s apparent word of permission several of the ducklings at his feet broke away from the general mass that followed him around in a trail wherever he went and trotted forward to better inspect their latest charge, poking and prodding at wherever they could reach on Eggette’s ankles.

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Eggette immediately kneeled down, his own chicks hopping down from him, curiously inspecting the ducklings. He himself gave them a good few glances too, putting his hands on his knees as he was kneeling, looking up at Peking.

“Really?”

He asked back, his lips curled up into a smile. He thought the ducklings to be really cute as well. He put aside his staff, then looked back at his own chicks that were now befriending a few of the ducklings.

“Haha, look, they’re making friends.”

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“You’re welcome! But you don’t need to really, I enjoy protecting my friends!”

He had noticed these injuries long ago, but as much as he wanted to confront her about it, something told him he shouldn’t: It probably wasn’t a good idea, so all he did was keep his smile.

But.. he really didn’t like seeing her hurt. Maybe it was nothing, though.. He shouldn’t be so persistent, she would get sick of him..

He glanced away for a moment.

“I’m happy as long as you are.”

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Eggette added as a muse! I’d love to write him a bit, but since I suck at starters, this is an inbox call! Please make sure you have memes reblogged, though. Like or reblog this for an Eggette in your inbox <3

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@ducksummon

“Those baby ducks are really cute! Could I help you with taking care of them? I have a few baby chicks, myself!”

Eggette let out a laugh, putting one hand over his mouth, holding back the staff in his hands. A tilt of his head, 2 baby chicks hopping around on his shoulders and head.

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Eggette added as a muse! I’d love to write him a bit, but since I suck at starters, this is an inbox call! Please make sure you have memes reblogged, though. Like or reblog this for an Eggette in your inbox <3

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@ducksummon

I’LL ADD HIM AS A MUSE I NEED THEM TO TAKE CARE OF BABY CHICKS...

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@ducksummon

What.. if I added Eggette as a muse and they take care of baby ducks together...