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don’t starve: shipwrecked aesthetics ☂

#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;crock pots and wooden spoons { musings }#;;pretty pictures pretty people { art }#;;pictures on other people's walls { not my art }#;;pretty pictures on other people's walls { not my art }

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im gay

#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;crock pots and wooden spoons { musings }#;;pretty pictures pretty people { art }#;;pictures on other people's walls { not my art }#;;pretty pictures on other people's walls { not my art }#( lol sorry to anyone whos waiting for replies ive just havent been feeling up to it as of late )#( im gonna try to reply to people before the week is out )#( for now just have warly stuff??? )#( maybe i might post some au stuff? )#( shrugs )

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#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;crock pots and wooden spoons { musings }#;;pretty pictures pretty people { art }#( oooo )#( I bet warly likes doing coffee art tbh )

the-king-of-winter

💀 (tinynotsotinychef)

@tinynotsotinychef

Survivors tends to enter forbidden realms almost by accident, they not even know they entered one till they notice things aren’t like in their bases.

Now this one was new, sick by poison, starving, mumbling to himself, soaked, probably his ship got wrecked by the tide, just lying in the shore of the dark woods. Poor thing, if he stayed in there he was going to die insane.

“I guess I can do an exception”

The king was really strict about the visitors, but this seemed to barely move.He called one of his no-eyed deers to go and bring him into the palace.

—

A whole day had passed. “is that this mortal doesn’t think in waking up?” said the king to himself, cranky, he opened the door of the room were the man was supposed to be, but there was nothing.He slowly turned around when the man jumped in front of him, holding a knife of cheese against him.

“Put the knife down”.

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“Oh… poor little soul… if I offer you this food is because you need it”

The king purred in a kind tone, if it wasn’t because of his killer glance, you could swear his intentions were good, but he liked to place the seed of doubt on anyone that he talks to.

“ok… I’ll leave the plate here in case you feel hungry…”

He whispered softly and kind as the other man was shutting his eyes, falling into his slumbers. A bunnyman ran into the room handing a little bottle with anti-venom to the king, the time had passed since the man fell asleep and his condition seemed to get worse even resting.

“Even if he manage to drink it asleep, he’s not gonna survive” he thought.

“Bring me a booster shot… an empty one” he ordered to the bunnyman, this one going as fast as he could, coming back with an empty syringe.

“Don’t worry darling… T̪͖̀̚h̹ͫͫͭͦ̽ͤi̳̙̠̳͎͍͂s̺̣̥̭̪͈ͥ̍ͫ́̓ͮ͋ ̰͓̺͙̿ͧ̽wͮ̓̍̐̍o̯͓̝̻̎͂ͯñ̺̮̯͍̞̣͛̓ͅ'̦̝̠̬̝̹t̤̥͎͔̪͓̿́ͅ ̰̗̰͙͎̦̩ͤ͛h͕͉͚̥ͪ̌͐ͮ͛uȑ̬͔̖̲̫ͤ̈́̀̚t͚̹̄̿ “

—–

The man woke up like if every ailment was just a terrible nightmare, feeling as new, but still in a weird place with a mandrake soup aside his bed, mysteriouly still hot.

tinynotsotinychef

“....”

he shuttered at his voice. His intense gaze as well sent shivers down his spine. The experience only was made worse by the affects of the poison. He nodded slowly. He knew he meant well but he had been sick like this before and it usually made it so he just... couldn’t eat.

“a-alri-”

he suddenly felt drowsy. He blinked and leaned back against the head board before he could protest anymore, everything faded to black. The dream he had while out wasn’t pleasant. It was blurred, snakes bit at his skin and everything burned. The events that had just occurred played back in their disillusioned way. Some how washing ashore, ending up here, seeing... him. It was all one big blur.

---

He didn’t even react to the shot. The dream slowly went back to normal, something more relaxing. But snakes still seemed to sneak at the edges of his dream. Hours had passed and he felt much better when he woke. Looking around and spotting the soup once again. Well... he could use something to eat. He picked up the bowl and scarfed it down, surprisingly hungry. It tasted excellent honestly. He hummed happily and then decided to get up. Where was that man who helped him? He needed to thank him.

#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;a king of frost and snow { KoW }#( LUCKILY WARLY DIDN'T HEAR THE ZALGO VOICE LMAO )#( he was out like a light... sleeping like a babu uwu )

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Rules: Use this to pixel yourself and your muse

Muse(s):

Yuki

Mun:

Tagged by: Nobody, I stole this from @fearbehindasmile hehehe~

Tagging: @ikazuchi-ryuu, @musesofsirius, @basararmy, and anybody else who wants to do this!

musesofsirius

Rules: Use this to pixel yourself and your muse

Muse:

(Niji wanted Fern!)

Mun:

(..OK so I dont have blue hair but still-)

Tagged by: @a-tree-of-muses

Tagging: @goldwingedwitch @ocuvigil @maxwellsdoor @vampiresrpcs

vampiresrpcs-blog

Rules: Use this to pixel yourself and your muse

Muse: My Broody Bella

Mun in all her stylish leather glory:

Tagging: @rirenne @canadaxed @weo-wont-starve @pile0balloons @the-wanderer-willow @whyisdippercrying

pile0balloons

The closest I could get to Wes:

And then I, the Mun, who needs a haircut:

I’m not usually much for tagging, but I’d like to see @two-sided-scientist, @askthesilentmime, and @ask-king-of-winter try this <w<

the-king-of-winter

Rules: Use this to pixel yourself and your muse

Muse: The King

(such a cold bitch)

And Mun:

Tagging: @tinynotsotinychef , @askthemonochromerulers and… uh… damn, everybody else I already know is already taken… so anybody else that wants to do this :″3

tinynotsotinychef

Rules: Use this to pixel yourself and your muse

Muse: Warly

a soft boy...

Mun:

SHINY

Literally anyone can do this I don’t care at this point :”^) my head hurts a lot

#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;interesting conversation starters { rp memes }#;;the silent frenchman { wes }#;;a king of frost and snow { KoW }#( ughhghh )#( I HAVE A FUCKIN HEAD ACHE.... HLEP ME )#( FACE PLANTS )#;;into the garbage it goes! { delete later }

wes-silent-rebel:

tinynotsotinychef:

wes-silent-rebel:

tinynotsotinychef:

wes-silent-rebel:

tinynotsotinychef:

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@wes-silent-rebel

CHARLIE M!A

The chef surveyed the area around him. Making sure to stay under the safety of the shaded lean-to. For some reason his skin seemed to sting if he stood in the bright sunlight for too long. He curled his knees to his chest, looking around cautiously, not noticing the almost silent footsteps slowly approaching his camp.

Warly tried to push Wes away but it was already too late. His breathing was ragged and uneven, he felt himself become one with the dark. Like a cool blanket draping over him, he slowly relaxed. He was alright. He was alive. If anything he felt better than before. He was the night and the night was him. There was no in-between now. Wes would loose grip of his face as it seemed to melt in with the dark itself. Leaving only wide, bright white eyes piercing out from the dark. The fire flickered dangerously low, Wes was only just barely in the dim flicker of it.

Warly could almost reach out and touch him, but his reach only extended so far, stopping as soon as the light shone on him. Hissing in response. The fire dissipated even lower and then…

It went out.

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The fire extinguished like devoured by the darkness. Wes was at the mercy of the night, the mercyless night. The hisses suddenly stopped and felt another presence in front of him, could it be? was Warly still there with him? he tried his best to for a word, the panic on his stomach was limiting him to gasp, not even whispers.

“w-… War…?”

But the answer wasn’t the expected one.

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#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;not feeling too hot { charlie M!A }#;;the silent frenchman { wes }#wes-silent-rebel #( ANGRY BABY )#( sdkgbdksg )#( shank him shank him )#( kill him break the curse )

the-king-of-winter

💀 (tinynotsotinychef)

@tinynotsotinychef

Survivors tends to enter forbidden realms almost by accident, they not even know they entered one till they notice things aren’t like in their bases.

Now this one was new, sick by poison, starving, mumbling to himself, soaked, probably his ship got wrecked by the tide, just lying in the shore of the dark woods. Poor thing, if he stayed in there he was going to die insane.

“I guess I can do an exception”

The king was really strict about the visitors, but this seemed to barely move.He called one of his no-eyed deers to go and bring him into the palace.

—

A whole day had passed. “is that this mortal doesn’t think in waking up?” said the king to himself, cranky, he opened the door of the room were the man was supposed to be, but there was nothing.He slowly turned around when the man jumped in front of him, holding a knife of cheese against him.

“Put the knife down”.

tinynotsotinychef

ask-king-of-winter:

tinynotsotinychef:

ask-king-of-winter:

tinynotsotinychef:

“Oh poor thing, there’s so much you won’t understand if I explained it right now”

The king purred as he got closer to the bed, making a gesture of bringing back from the sides something into the center. As soon as he did it, the blankets wrapped around Warly, leaving him trapped in a roll up of sheets. The monarch walked into him, placing his now gloved hand on the poor man’s face and hair.

“ummm… Warly… right? Don’t you remember… I don’t know… being in a ship about to wreck, against the waves, and suddenly finding yourself in a shore?”

He asked, hoping the man wasn’t delirious enough to remember what happened, he wasn’t good in hiding his knowledge, but always liked to make his visits think.

“Also, you must be hungry after all that sleep” and placed his hand on his forehead “you are boiling in fever, could it be poison? We better find some medicine for it… But meanwhile, have something to eat”

The ruler sat aside him in the bed, clapping his hands as a bunnymen entered the room, holding a silver trail with a bowl of mandrake soup on it.

“O-okay? B-but I-”

he shivered as the king approached the bed. Watching him intently and then jumping as he was wrapped up, his breathing becoming shaky and uneasy. Leaning away a little as his hand touched him. He wasn’t sure who this guy was but he wasn’t sure about him at all.

“... I-if you mean the f-first days on those i-islands y-yes. O-otherwise... no.”

He muttered, trying to wiggle his way out to at-least free his arms. Being wrapped up like that just made him very uncomfortable. Especially in this state of mind.

“N-not really... i-if anything I feel nausea.”

He flinched as the cold hand touched his forehead

“O-oh, hahah... no wonder I feel t-terrible. Probably i-it is. B-but I think I’ll p-pass on the food f-for now haha... thank you t-though.”

he muttered, clearly looking sick. He looked as if he could pass out at any moment. He leaned against the headboard and shut his eyes.

#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;a king of frost and snow { KoW }#( tfw the stranger touches u and u freak out a lil )#( lmao he's not in his right mind atm )#( hes not gonna eat. esp if he feels like shite )

(wes-silent-rebel) Rebel for the hearts thing

VISUAL: 💗💗💗💗

FRIENDSHIP: 💗💗💗 ( He really hopes they can patch up the Grue thing! He thinks Rebel is nice )

SEXUAL: 💗💗💗 ( ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)? )

ROMANTIC: 💗💗💗( Again, he thinks Rebel is nice! I bet if they got to know eachother better he’d totally be up for a relationship )

#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;open your heart up for all to see { heart meme }#;;interesting conversation starters { rp memes }#;;oh look! it's me! { ic relevant }#;;the silent frenchman { wes }#wes-silent-rebel #( he'd totally smooch wes like 100% )#( a good smorch )#( he thinks hes cute and would love to get to know him better )

King of Winter for the hearts level meme

VISUAL: 💗💗💗💗

FRIENDSHIP: 💗💗(KoW still spooks him a little but I bet he’d want to get to know him better)

SEXUAL: 💗💗💗💗

ROMANTIC: 💗💗 (He doesn’t think he’d be good enough for KoW hah.)

#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;oh look! it's me! { ic relevant }#;;interesting conversation starters { rp memes }#;;a king of frost and snow { KoW }#;;open your heart up for all to see { heart meme }#( WARLY FEELS INADEQUATE AAAAAHAHA )#( wheezes m poor boy )

the-king-of-winter

💀 (tinynotsotinychef)

@tinynotsotinychef

Survivors tends to enter forbidden realms almost by accident, they not even know they entered one till they notice things aren’t like in their bases.

Now this one was new, sick by poison, starving, mumbling to himself, soaked, probably his ship got wrecked by the tide, just lying in the shore of the dark woods. Poor thing, if he stayed in there he was going to die insane.

“I guess I can do an exception”

The king was really strict about the visitors, but this seemed to barely move.He called one of his no-eyed deers to go and bring him into the palace.

—

A whole day had passed. “is that this mortal doesn’t think in waking up?” said the king to himself, cranky, he opened the door of the room were the man was supposed to be, but there was nothing.He slowly turned around when the man jumped in front of him, holding a knife of cheese against him.

“Put the knife down”.

tinynotsotinychef

It all went down hill as soon as that damned snake bit him. He thought he had anti-venom but no. He didn’t. He got lost anyway. Took a wrong turn or… something. He wasn’t sure. At first he didn’t even know why he was wandering around on that island. Maybe he was looking for glands? He wasn’t sure. He eventually got to the point where he could barely register what he was doing Eventually just, giving up and laying down. Poor guy. But he could barely tell which way was up at this point. So he just gave in and shut his eyes at the edge of the oddly cold woods. It’s not like it actually mattered if he died. It just started over again if he did. He didn’t care. He only really opened his eyes again when he felt himself being lifted up and the sound of hooves. Noticed snow, and how cold it was and promptly wavered back out of consciousness. – The next time he woke, he was a little better. Not by much but, a little. Still very delirious and not exactly having all his marbles in his head at the moment. He sat up and looked around. His brain instantly going into panic. Where was he? How’d he get here? How was he even ALIVE? He got up out of the bed. Eyes darting around for his things. Which there were no sign of them anywhere. Only a knife on a table next to him… He took it just in case and jumped as he heard footsteps. He stood up quickly and wobbled over to the door and slid out and hid out of sight to see his captor. Sneaking up behind him and aiming his knife at the man. His dark eyes filled with panic. He promptly shook his head when the man asked him to lower his weapon. Only increasing his fear and paranoia. More questions piling in his head. “W-who are you- w-where am I?”

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The king giggled at looking at the panic of the man. He wanted to play? ok. He walked into him, even if the man was going backwards till reaching the other wall, extending a hand to the knife, making it cross the skin of his hand all way to the handle, placing his cold fingers over the hands of his guest, taking the knife and tossing it away. After that the hand was already healed, not even a mark of the injury.

“how unfortunate, there was supposed to be some cheese and berry wine when you woke up, but looks like somebody… or forgot it, or ate it”

The king acted like nothing happened, even if the man in front of him was even more panicked after that display.

“Oh mon dieu, did I scare you? take a seat” he said, the man being tossed to the bed by no visible force.

“Allow me to introduce me. I am the King of Winter. That’s it, you don’t need to know more. And you are in the guest room of my palace”.

tinynotsotinychef

His uneasy mind buzzed when he laughed. He didn’t like this, he just wanted to leave, get back to his camp and sleep. As the man before him stepped forwards he could only think to step back, his breathing uneven and shaky. He knew he wouldn’t be able to fight him in this state anyways. Trembling as he felt the man’s cold fingers wrap around his hands. Good god he was freezing. He jumped as the knife was tossed aside. Yep, he was dead. He didn’t really even notice the cut in the man really.

He seemed confused when the King before him explained about the cheese plate. Why did he have that set up? He was baffled, his forehead was labored with sweat and his eyes were still wild with fear.

“Wh-”

he yelped as he was tossed back into the room and onto the bed. Panting softly. He backed up as best as he could, leaning against the head board and looked back to his captor.

“O-oh. H-how did I- get here? I... I don’t even r-remember it being winter o-on the islands.”

he muttered softly, clearly still spooked.

#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;a king of frost and snow { KoW }#( and ooohhh )#( this an oasis for sure )#( u just have to convince warly its that )#( for now he spooked )#( WELL WHO WOULDN'T BE AFTER BEING THROWN ONTO THE BED LIKE THAT )

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tinynotsotinychef:

Unlike the said toon, Warly was in his normal get up. It’s not like he’s exactly had the time to make many other shirts. Maybe that one floral one… but no matter!

He finished up with his decorating and admired his work a little. Before sighing and looking up into the sky, seagulls and parrots circling overhead. It’d been awhile since he’s really left his little island wasn’t it? He had survived through dry season and was actually fairing pretty well.

He was just about to turn when he swore he heard something click against his wooden floors. Huh? Did something fall over- JESUS. Warly stumbled back at the… well… astonishing woman before him. How was she- why-. He almost didn’t hear her speak at first.

“H-huh? Oh! Haha… uhm-”

He looked to his pots, trying to remember what exactly he was cooking. Got lost in everything you know?

“Crepes. T-they’re crepes.”

He chuckled nervously. Oh dear she was close, eek.

Too late you already did.

Crepes, hm? Jessica hadn’t seen hide nor hair of such a culinary creation back at the wilderness. “Would you mind sharing a few with me, mister? I’ll gladly compensate you with some of my items. A trade, perhaps?” Suggests the suggestive toon, a hand sliding over her hip. “Name your price, and I’ll pay it.”

Jessica did notice his nervousness, perception being one of Jessica’s many traits. She took a step back, hoping to set the skittish chef at some sort of ease. She was an intimidating figure, wasn’t she?

tinynotsotinychef

“A-ah I don’t mind- no no no you don’t have t-to do that. I really don’t mind! S-surviving here is hard e-enough as it is. Just g-give them a few minutes a-and I’ll gladly g-give you a few for the road.” The chef smiled back to the toon, his old habits kicking in. It might of also been the fact he was so uneasy and he kinda just wanted to send this lady on her way and get back to normal.

He noticeably relaxed when she stepped back. Walking towards his pots when the way was clear. She was, very intimidating for sure. And almost seemingly... impossible.

“Uhm, w-what brings someone l-like you here?” he asked with a raised brow, looking back.

#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;a lovely cartoon! { Jessica Rabbit }#( SAME THO???? LmAO... poor warly.. )#( and he doesn't know that!!! he's jsut... amazed that shes stanting atm )

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Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart...

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗 (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗 (how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗 (wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗 (hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent 💗 Very low 💗💗 A little 💗💗💗 Hopeful 💗💗💗💗 High 💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;interesting conversation starters { rp memes }#(!!!! OOOO)

tinynotsotinychef

( starter for @vampiresrpcs Jessica )

Warly was mostly idling in his camp and keeping to himself, working on perfecting his camp. Details really, he had found plans for a very nice end table and was setting it up. Island flowers looked very nice in his little camp! Made it feel more… homey. It relaxed him. A few ferns and succulents also decorated his camp. everything was coming together! He couldn’t help but smile at it all. He had a few of his pots set to cook as well. The pots rumbling warmly as he went around the camp… barely even noticing that he had a visitor.

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Jessica counted her blessings for having the appropriate attire for this setting. A toon always came prepared no matter the situation and Jessica was no exception! Did anything even see her suddenly change before she hopped aboard the Seaworthy?

Anyways, Jessica enjoyed the atmosphere. The sun glowing above, the waves gently crashing upon the shore.. It was marvelous. Truly a wondrous break from hulking treemonsters and lava-spewing flies from the Netherworld. There was however, still shocking to the toon, the issue of hunger. She felt her stomach rumble when picking up on the scent of some delicious meal down the beach! Was there someone else here?

It didn’t take long for the tall toon to find the Chef’s camp (thanks to those long legs - envy of shorties everywhere), decorated and floral.. It was charming! An absolute beachside comfort. He didn’t see her approach, but he might have heard the sound of heels clicking against the floor. “Excuse me, mister,” Jessica spoke up, sauntering over with her purse hanging at her side. “but what on earth are you cooking? I haven’t smelled something so delectable in days.”

Don’t spook the kind man, Jessie.

tinynotsotinychef

Unlike the said toon, Warly was in his normal get up. It’s not like he’s exactly had the time to make many other shirts. Maybe that one floral one... but no matter!

He finished up with his decorating and admired his work a little. Before sighing and looking up into the sky, seagulls and parrots circling overhead. It’d been awhile since he’s really left his little island wasn’t it? He had survived through dry season and was actually fairing pretty well.

He was just about to turn when he swore he heard something click against his wooden floors. Huh? Did something fall over- JESUS. Warly stumbled back at the... well... astonishing woman before him. How was she- why-. He almost didn’t hear her speak at first.

“H-huh? Oh! Haha... uhm-”

He looked to his pots, trying to remember what exactly he was cooking. Got lost in everything you know?

“Crepes. T-they’re crepes.”

He chuckled nervously. Oh dear she was close, eek.

Too late you already did.

#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;a lovely cartoon! { Jessica Rabbit }#( POOR WARLY )#( hes spooked by the boobs )#( and the fact that well... it looks like Jessica could topple over at any moment. )#( AND HER FEET???? HOW )#( warly is absolutely baffled by this woman )

( starter for @vampiresrpcs Jessica )

Warly was mostly idling in his camp and keeping to himself, working on perfecting his camp. Details really, he had found plans for a very nice end table and was setting it up. Island flowers looked very nice in his little camp! Made it feel more... homey. It relaxed him. A few ferns and succulents also decorated his camp. everything was coming together! He couldn’t help but smile at it all. He had a few of his pots set to cook as well. The pots rumbling warmly as he went around the camp... barely even noticing that he had a visitor.

#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;the beginning of a lovely story { starter }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;a lovely cartoon! { Jessica Rabbit }#( there we gooooo )#( warly is about to be astonished by the pretty impossible lady lmao )

OOC;; YO IT’S THAT TIME AGAIN! LIKE THIS POST FOR A STARTER.

#;;the one behind the curtain { ooc }#;;into the garbage it goes! { delete later }#( I W ENT TO DO THAT RE PLY AND FULLY WROTE IT OUT... THEN REALIZED TH E PERSON RUNNING THE BLOG HAD CLOSED IT 8^) )#( IM DUMMMMMMMMB )#( but yeah like for a starter my dudes )#( im trying to get back into the warly groov )#( so go for it )

Well, seems like someone's in his camp again, with no intention of leaving any time soon.

Warly was at-first surprised to see the large feline back in his camp but at-least it was a familiar face. He headed over to the tall feline and waved.

“Ah bonjour mademoiselle! Long time no see!”

The chef spoke kindly to the shark before him.

#;;the mother of the jungle { tigershark }#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#quiteliterallyacatfish

the-king-of-winter

💀 (tinynotsotinychef)

@tinynotsotinychef

Survivors tends to enter forbidden realms almost by accident, they not even know they entered one till they notice things aren’t like in their bases.

Now this one was new, sick by poison, starving, mumbling to himself, soaked, probably his ship got wrecked by the tide, just lying in the shore of the dark woods. Poor thing, if he stayed in there he was going to die insane.

“I guess I can do an exception”

The king was really strict about the visitors, but this seemed to barely move.He called one of his no-eyed deers to go and bring him into the palace.

—

A whole day had passed. “is that this mortal doesn’t think in waking up?” said the king to himself, cranky, he opened the door of the room were the man was supposed to be, but there was nothing.He slowly turned around when the man jumped in front of him, holding a knife of cheese against him.

“Put the knife down”.

tinynotsotinychef

It all went down hill as soon as that damned snake bit him. He thought he had anti-venom but no. He didn’t. He got lost anyway. Took a wrong turn or... something. He wasn’t sure. At first he didn’t even know why he was wandering around on that island. Maybe he was looking for glands? He wasn’t sure. He eventually got to the point where he could barely register what he was doing Eventually just, giving up and laying down. Poor guy. But he could barely tell which way was up at this point. So he just gave in and shut his eyes at the edge of the oddly cold woods. It’s not like it actually mattered if he died. It just started over again if he did. He didn’t care. He only really opened his eyes again when he felt himself being lifted up and the sound of hooves. Noticed snow, and how cold it was and promptly wavered back out of consciousness. -- The next time he woke, he was a little better. Not by much but, a little. Still very delirious and not exactly having all his marbles in his head at the moment. He sat up and looked around. His brain instantly going into panic. Where was he? How’d he get here? How was he even ALIVE? He got up out of the bed. Eyes darting around for his things. Which there were no sign of them anywhere. Only a knife on a table next to him... He took it just in case and jumped as he heard footsteps. He stood up quickly and wobbled over to the door and slid out and hid out of sight to see his captor. Sneaking up behind him and aiming his knife at the man. His dark eyes filled with panic. He promptly shook his head when the man asked him to lower his weapon. Only increasing his fear and paranoia. More questions piling in his head. “W-who are you- w-where am I?”

#;;hello! it's me warly! { ic }#;;another person another time { rp }#;;a king of frost and snow { KoW }#ask-king-of-winter #( IM NOT DEAD! im not dead im not dead immmmnnnotdead!!!!! )#( im just having a weird motivation/writing block )#( thats all )#( BUT I HAD TO GET IN THE SPICEY WINTER KING ACTION LIKEMMMMHM )#( good shit )#( but ive already had a bit of a taste with KoW thanks to fran so 83c )#( but long story short; im sort of back???? kinda yeah )#( im gonna try and get back up to snuff and reply to peeps )

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