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My muse is asleep. Go into my ask box and wake them up however you'd like.
The doctor pondered around the areas as he voyage forth for a stroll, not much was going on than to just noticing a knight around this place, someone he doesn’t recognize nor has yet been in contact before. “... Say, are you from around these parts?”
The knight twirled around, tilting her head a little at him. “No sir, I’m not! I’m from just outside of the Valley, actually! I heard this is where knights come to train and meet each other!”
“Nope! I mostly stayed out of the way, so I never learned much in the ways of the world… so everything is new to me!”
The knight took a moment to glance at her pet, raising an eyebrow when he mimed a hiss and shuffled to hide behind her hair. He was still sticking out a little to look at the doctor, his discomfort visible through every part of his slimy being.
“Huh… not really, but I’ve never seen him do that before. To be honest I don’t even know a lot about him, I just found him one day while he tried to eat my hammer…”
“I could assist to showing you a lot more by that if you’d want to come along, hee hee!”
He felt gladly to try and offer her thoughts to follow with him and he could talk about what Alchemists and how often it is to work as one as they do. Though, he couldn’t help that the little slime of hers maybe an issue, but he could try and take a chance to befriending her and her pet friend, somehow.
“I guess he may not be too familiar with new f-folks around these parts? Surely something could be done with that!”
(( Just a huge apology for the lack of posts that I’ve yet to respond or reply to. Gonna try and get to writing up response to those that have are waiting on my part ))
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A calm day at the Volcano. A thin layer of snow rested wherever the heat couldn’t penetrate trough the rock. Mole Knight was seated on a slab of stone protruding out from the volcano.
Not much was going on, until he spotted a familiar face by the foot of the volcano.
“Heeeeey, Plague Knight! Back so soon?!” He called out to the alchemist.
Not much was going on this day as well, just his usual of looking through for materials from near the volcano lines from upper levels of the Lost City to make some potions. All was normal, until he was startled by a familiar voice from nearby as he turned to see.
“O-oh, heeey, M-mole Knight! I didn’t see you there!”
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“But—“
Plaguecouldn’t take consistence to struggle out of the situation that he got himselfinto, the price of the punishment was all done over a misunderstanding that hisfather didn’t find any amusement out of. He didn’t want to put up with it, ashe hurried up to his room and locking it from inside.
“Fine... But I’m not leafing dhis room!”
Justanother day, another day to put up with the door banging from outside his room,over what he believes wasn’t his own fault in the first place.
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Not even remotely any sort of knight that he was or even asan alchemist in these days that presented his existences, barely not everyonehas known upon until that very day came for him. In the old village thatpopulated a small amount of villagers, it wasn’t at all too crowded as itseems. What lie within that village, was a bird-like child, he was very cautiousand even nervous among those that wanted to speak with him. Being around such ayoung age, he really wasn’t prepared for society to such extend that he didn’twant any involvement with it, as he felt that he wasn’t ready for that as muchand could make a bad example by that.
He always kept his hood over his face with his small beaksticking out, never did he liked the idea of his true self shown in the publicof the village that could leave such a remark of how embarrassing he looked andhe most certainly and definitely, didn’t like it when the other children thatwere either younger or older than him of the place, for them to think it befunny to tug at his feather tail.
Just one evening as he was proceeding to head straight to bed,never had he noticed it before, but when he was about to close his curtains, henever knew how very unusual and very enchanting the night sky looked. Sure,more people would notice that every time, but not for him. Guess it’s probablyas to why he always had to hood up and either facing down or straight forth inhis view.
He thought to get a better look by sneaking out of his room,heading outside and looked up at the sky for a moment. He wasn’t allowed to beout at this time as his parents wouldn’t be too happy, luckily theywere already asleep and was no trouble to finding where they usually leave thekeys too. With that, this was all he thought about and said to himself. “D-dhatis why moost people say the neath sky is enchalking...”
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What's your proudest moment to date?
For the next five questions my muse can not tell a lie.
“Weeeell, since youask that, my moment where I felt accomplish was making the ultimate potion thatI used to out from entire of essences! Hee HA HAAAA!!”
“… Until I used it blow up the Enchantresses Tower.”
Are you in love ~ ?
For the next five questions my muse can not tell a lie.
As heheard that sentence just now, his eyes widen and even his entirely face becamevery flustered.
“W-w-well, I… I…”
Difficultyit may seem, he felt rather tongue tied to such a simple answer among that,struggling by that, he finally came to saying it.
“I… I… Y-YES!! Well, of course by those standards. Heehee~”
For the next five questions my muse can not tell a lie.
If you notice me reblogging
a repost
stolen art
false information
etc.
please let me know, you’re not rude or annoying and I actually do give a fuck and I will correct my mistake, thank you
Send me "Zzz" and I'll write a drabble about a dream my muse has had about yours!
A drabble is a short work of fiction that is usually no longer than 1000 words but if you’re up to writing one longer, go for it!
Upon travelling through the great plains, the Plague Doctor had came across a familiar Blue Knight.“Oh Shovel Knight, we meet again~ Still shovelling away at them grounds? Surely by now, you should know that the bomb is far mightiest than that toy of yours!”
Hearing a familiar squawk has her leaping out of the ditch she’d begun. She likes to have space when dealing with Plague Knight. “The collateral damage that comes with your method is never worth it. And as I recall it, I won our last duel.”
“Do you truly wish to be beaten again?” She scoffs in utter disbelief. Her shovelblade waits at the ready in case she can’t talk him out of this madness. No Quarter members are stubborn as them come, after all.
“Prove your worse, hee haa haaaa~”
And with that, he threw the bomb that once held in his hand, causing it blows up the ground to some fewer pieces that scatter. But that didn’t stop him, as he plans to proceed the process.
“I could easily burrow myself down this hole entirely at this rate!”