Guardians Of The Heart

"Welcome to your wonderful worlds~!"

[wxnderworlds]

The maestro is back in his theater, currently groaning as he laid on a couch in the lobby, clad in his usual outfit.

"Existence is pain."

[gin-n-chthonic-deactivated20251]

@wxnderworlds "Cool hat! Er- face???"

They glance into their drink to make sure they haven't had too much and it's just their old eyes playing tricks on them. Most of the monsters here they can recognize or at least make sense of. This Balan. however, they don't know what they are. Curious, invisible tendrils of thought creep forward to investigate.

[wxnderworlds]

"It's a hat! Well, hat-mask?" Balan would remark before taking off said hat to show it was in fact, not his face.

The other would likely be shocked to find their tendrils stopped somehow. While Balan gave no visible reactions, the tendrils would be stopped a couple inches or so away from Balan. No matter how hard they pushed, contact couldn't be made.

[wxnderworlds]

Balan picked up the offered drink, swirling it around for a few moments before bringing it up to his mouth, tilting it to take a sip. He waited a bit to take in the flavor before nodding, looking up at the the other. "Good, this'll do nicely." He'd remark before continuing to drink.

[misfxts]

"Ah good, glad you like it!" Ichisada grins at Balan. "Love the outfit by the way, you come around here often?"

Ichisada was so curious about the other people at this party. Learning about new races from other worlds was so fucking cool-- god, she loved this job.

[wxnderworlds]

Balan laughs lightly at the question of whether or not he came around this place often, shaking his head before taking another sip.

"Not in the slightest. I heard through the grapevine Honey was hosting this party and there weren't exactly strict requirements for entry. Figured I could use the distraction for once, came dressed to impress. Helps I can conjure whatever I need to bribe my way in."

[wxnderworlds]

Balan lounged among the wreckage of the houseparty, staring at the ceiling, tendril hair splayed outward beneath him. His dress had not survived the night, though he was lacking genitalia at the moment so most anyone would get to see as he stood up was his toned form and...pronounced rear.

He'd snap his fingers and conjure a cigar, stepping outside to light it up without disturbing anyone else, thinking back on the last night's festivities. He had managed to actually get a buzz going with all the drinks and drugs going around, so the later the night had gotten the fuzzier details got...but he was fairly certain his demolished dress was the result of rather...carnal activities.

All in all, the party was a welcome diversion. He got to have some fun and soak in plenty of positivity from the happy party goers. A smile graced his features after blowing out some smoke.

"Heh, maybe I should throw a party of my own some day." The maestro pondered.

[impulsivemuses-deactivated20251]

@wxnderworlds

"See, I don't meet many other inhuman beings besides for demonic and godly entities. I guess I need to open my reserve for more worlds. Oh, but I never know where to find them. That's why I love coming here to this place. Honey is essentially my other half and she knows where to find all the good people." She says whisking her wine softly in the glass she's carrying. "I plan to drink as much of the alcohol flavors as possible. Someone brought moonshine earlier and holy shit, that was an experience. I recommend the Moonshine too. It's got a very... VERY strong kick to it." She wanted him to get as drunk as her apparently. She's slowly becoming tipsy from the Moonshine AND her wine, but she's got a good alcohol reserve.

[wxnderworlds]

Balan kept his mouth shut as Mary spoke, not wanting to confirm or deny whatever he really was. He had a glass of his own drink, sipping occasionally as he listened. "I've been sampling most of the flavors here myself. Sadly, it'll take quite a bit to get me tipsy. When you're 10ft tall and lived as long as I have you tend to have quite the tolerance."

[wxnderworlds]

Balan's aura would've likely engulfed the whole party and then some if he hadn't been hiding it. Only thing that might tip the royal to his true nature was the vibrancy of it, all that raw power packed in a smaller space. He was holding a bottle of some sort of strange drink, a swirling vortex of rainbow colors. It was the size of a wine bottle to most people but to a 10ft creature such as himself it was more of a simple beer bottle in comparison.

He'd smile down at Frost as she approached and spoke to him, the way the hat failed to move with his expression hinting it was in fact just a clothing item.

"Ahh, well, I try not to reveal it's location to people that don't require it. Let's just say it's my world in more ways then one." He'd remark simply, taking another swig of his mystery drink.

[atangledfate]

Finding a place near the other to sit she couldn't help but be curious. Wasn't that the point of this party? meet strange new people? To explore avenues normally she'd never think of. Still his look along had caught her curious nature. Being a feline wasn't all it was cracked up to be. The drink he carried also made her curious but then such drinks rarely did anything to her. The curse of her unique anatomy.

" Understandable.... I suppose i wouldn't want strangers walking into my domain either... the stream of would be heroes and there annoying speeches is enough to make me gag... "

She lamented with a soft sigh as she brought her wine glass to her lips enjoying the sweet red fluid.

" Mmm Though i am being quite rude aren't i... You may call me Frost it's a pleasure..."

[wxnderworlds]

There was a, in this case literal, world of difference between meeting new people and inviting them into your home. As much power as Balan had, those with ill intentions could still cause damage to his domain if he wasn't careful. Or worse, taint himself with their influence. His caution was almost proven as Frost unintentionally admitted to being on the opposing side of 'would be heroes'

Though he shouldn't assume. Lots of less than savory people delusionally thought they were heroes fighting corrupt governments. He'd bow lightly at the introduction.

"And my name is Balan. And the pleasure is all mine."

[misfxts]

@wxnderworlds || X

"Sure sure, people brought some good stuff tonight. I'm sure I can make something that can be worthy." Ichisada nods.

It takes a moment as she looks over all the booze people brought, she had been tasting it as it came to her so she'd have an idea of what could go with what else... eventually she whips up something.

"Here, it's a mix of my favorites from tonight. A mix of demonic, dwarven and otherwise! I got a pretty good tolerance, but a lot of this stuff could even knock me flat if I'm not careful with it!"

[wxnderworlds]

Balan picked up the offered drink, swirling it around for a few moments before bringing it up to his mouth, tilting it to take a sip. He waited a bit to take in the flavor before nodding, looking up at the the other. "Good, this'll do nicely." He'd remark before continuing to drink.

[wxnderworlds]

"Hey, how's it going? You thirsty?" Ichisada's arrived! "I'm the bartender, I can make whatever you can think of!"

"Make me something that could put Lucifer himself under the table." Balan would remark, crossing his legs as he sat down.

It'd take something like that to get him tipsy.

[wxnderworlds]

@thedamnableflock

The rather tall, well dressed maestro sat down next to lamb. He was still very big, but at least he was trying to bridge the gap between the two of them as he set down his hat between them, brim of the hat facing up before he reached in.

"So what's your poison? Or are you not a drinker?"

...He was down to his shoulder...how deep was this hat?

[sanguine-salvation]

Mingling with @wxnderworlds at #monsterhouseparty

The thing about being kind of sort of a little tipsy was that one tended not to notice things.

Until they were right in one's face. And one nearly tripped into them.

"Ah— ahahaha, sorry dear~" It was a good thing their glass was empty, or poor Balan would be wearing their drink. They still did reach up to brush Balan's outfit though, out of reflex even though there was nothing to clean. "No harm done, no— ... Oh."

They had no idea what manner of monster he was, but he's as flashy as he is ridiculous, and they had to blink for a moment before the words came. "Well, aren't you a pretty whatever you are." A big cheshire cat grin sprawls giddily across their face.

[wxnderworlds]

Balan must have drank more then he had originally thought, as he was usually observant enough to not run into people. The maestro would jolt at the contact with the other, hat slipping off his head...though it vanished in a puff of blue smoke and golden sparkles before it hit the ground.

Underneath, his face was decorated with gold markings, similar in color to his golden eyes. He was apologizing right alongside them, though laughed as he was called pretty, his own grin decorating his face as he stepped back.

"Well thank you~ You're don't look so bad either~"

[atangledfate]

What an odd creature, was the hat hiding his face for asthenic reasons? or was it part of his body. She had to admit she was quite curious even if her facial features tended to remain unchanged. Honey's world was full of strangeness yet, this one's aura belied his origins. He was more like herself, a visitor. Was he even accurate? She shouldn't assume she realized.

" Interesting, I suppose i shouldn't be shocked to see other worlders like myself here... May i ask where you hail from? "

She was trying to be polite as she wasn't in her own world, had she been this wouldn't have been a question.

" It is almost comforting to know i am not the only traveler at the party..."

@wxnderworlds

[wxnderworlds]

Balan's aura would've likely engulfed the whole party and then some if he hadn't been hiding it. Only thing that might tip the royal to his true nature was the vibrancy of it, all that raw power packed in a smaller space. He was holding a bottle of some sort of strange drink, a swirling vortex of rainbow colors. It was the size of a wine bottle to most people but to a 10ft creature such as himself it was more of a simple beer bottle in comparison.

He'd smile down at Frost as she approached and spoke to him, the way the hat failed to move with his expression hinting it was in fact just a clothing item.

"Ahh, well, I try not to reveal it's location to people that don't require it. Let's just say it's my world in more ways then one." He'd remark simply, taking another swig of his mystery drink.

[townofcadence]

@wxnderworlds liked for a starter!

"Ah." He feels very small near this person, but it's familiar in a way, to be eclipsed by someone so tall. Could they even hear him with the music? Well, he'd see. "I like your hat. And your dress is nice, the color gradient's pretty."

[wxnderworlds]

Balan indeed heard the other, smiling down at him as he picked up his hat in greeting. Underneath the hat his face was decorated with ornate golden markings, matching his eyes brilliantly. "Thank you~! I designed them both myself."

[wxnderworlds]

Gasp! "I love your dress! You look so pretty~!" At least, Emberlynn assumed they were pretty. She couldn't really tell with top hat seeming to cover half their face like some sort of mask. - @infernal-feminae

Balan sure hoped they were pretty. To clear up any confusion however he'd take off his hat, dissipating it by "crushing" it between his hands, the hat disappearing in a puff of blue smoke and golden sparkles. His face was decorated with golden markings like the rest of his body. His head was also quite round, with no visible ears or nose.

"Thank you darling~!"

[wxnderworlds]

Consider this a #monsterhousepart interest post. Give a like if you want an ask from Balan, or a proper post later.

[wxnderworlds]

There's a knock on the door and on the other side was... well it was hard to classify them but were around 10ft tall and certainly not human. Their skin was pitch black and decorated with golden markings that shimmered in such a way they seemed to actually be made of the valuable metal. They wore a long white dress that slowly transitioned to pink and then red the closer it got to the end, a inch or so from the ground. This strange being was very androgynous, it was hard to tell if the top was being filled outward with a feminine bust or just rather pronounced pectorals.

Gazing upward, their face was half covered by a rather large top hat, white with a red cloth ribbon around the bottom near the rim, large golden colored eyes peering out of it as it also functioned like a mask of sorts. Their large mouth was curled into a grin, clearly excited to have found the house party they had heard of through the grapevine. Last little oddity would be the "hair", long, decently thick seafoam green tendrils that were currently arranged to resemble a long flowing hairstyle.

"Ahh, wonderful, I made it! My name is Balan and I apologize for dropping in uninvited, but it's been so long since I've attended a proper party! If it matters I can conjure almost anything and am not above bribery~" The maestro would cheerfully say in greeting, exemplifying that last point by conjuring a variety of drinks that floated in the air.

[wxnderworlds]

"Well I don't know if it'd be "serving cunt" as some tend to say, but I do have a few outfits I could wear."

[artscheese]

Been in a big gravity falls brainrot lately and I’m currently rewatching the series 👀