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My don’t starve OCs’ stats and perks
Whitney the Kindhearted: 150 hunger, 150 health and 75 sanity
* Finds riches easier: higher change of gems and gold in staglamites, ruin statues and tumbleweeds.
* Is a skilled seamstress: Sewing kits never lost duration.
* Unnerved easily: Has the lowest sanity possible.
Whitner the Suspicious: 150 hunger, 125 health and 150 sanity.
* Faster than the average; has higher base speed.
* Walks on tippy toes: can walk past sleeping enemies without waking them up.
* Not the best fighter: lower base damage and health.
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“F-fine...” Sitting up with a straight back while still holding on to his sleeves the hoodlum calmed himself with a somber sigh, looking ahead while collecting his thoughts in everything that troubled him.
“Everything I do just hurts everyone... I don’t even feel I can go home and be the same, I just want to get out of here... I’ve hurt everyone, I’m no good...”
Curling a bit up more he had to turn his head away out of conditioned shame and held his legs in to his chest, feeling the straining of tears by remembering better times.
“I miss my dad... He must be worried sick but he shouldn’t be! I’m a bad son and a bad brother, I’ve messed up too badly and I lost it at my sister a few days ago. She didn’t deserve that scolding and I don’t deserve to be happy... Everyone should just stay away from me...! I won’t hurt anyone that way...”
Golden Roses - RP - Waven-the-herbalist
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“Do you really want to hear...” Now getting his sobbing under control the blond man gathered the courage to lift his head and show enough respect to look her in the eyes, looking tired to begin with from having had trouble sleeping. Maybe this could ease his mind and help his blurry vision.
“It’s really stupid and not that interesting..”
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Shivering by the sudden touch it helped the thief in grey break the chains that made him keep all his emotions on the inside and soon enough a struggling sob left him, muffled due to his face hidden in the shirt fabric, Such kindness from someone who had no reason to help him...
Now embarrassed by crying in front of her he tried adamantly to avoid eye contact and attempted to dry the tears away, not achieving much by how they were quickly replaced.
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Pulling at his pale locks the troubled man shut his eyes with a quiet whine and turned his head down to hide it in his arms folded over his knees, convinced that the kind words from the girl were wasted on him even if he really needed someone new to comfort him.
“I-I am fine, really... You should move on and prepare for dusk, you don’t want to waste time around someone like me.. I am just a hazard...”
Golden Roses - RP - Waven-the-herbalist
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Having been quiet during the small pause he had expected her to move on like she ought to do but hearing the statement from her made the farmer son instantly lift his head by realizing how he had just tossed his issues on to a stranger who definitely didn’t need more hardships, eyes somewhat wide by the rash behaviour of his like always.
“O-oh, I didn’t mean to...!” Now pushed into a semi panicking state he curled up more in his seat as if to hide from her, not understanding why she remained nearby and now close enough for him to see her shaky image in the pond. “Just forget everything I said and move on... I’m fine, just go take care of yourself...”
Golden Roses - RP - Waven-the-herbalist
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~ Golden Roses ~
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“Well, that is... A pleasant surprise... I think...?”
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DST related skins for Whitney. From left to right:
Survivor, Guest of Honor and Triumphant also known as Marissa the Unkind.
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His expression not changing much despite the surprise by her question the hoodlum kept his gaze fixed on his reflection while moving a hand up to rest his cheek on with the elbow to his leg, narrowing his eyes at the image he saw with a near hateful leer. Why was she still here..
“It’s pretty simple, really. I’m the bad guy who always ruins things and always get a hand to the face whenever I do it. I’m the one everyone nags on and doesn’t get his feelings considered. It’s always me and no fucking wonder! Now just leave before you catch my bad karma..”
Golden Roses - RP - Waven-the-herbalist
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Examining her reaction and how it shifted he mistook it for shame by having made an assumption and sighed a bit as it was something he did far too often in any situation, turning around to sit back down by the water and stare at his reflection with a stiff look on his face. “You’d better hurry along then... If you’re this cautious you shouldn’t be around a walking disaster like me.”
A girl, ready to crumble like a leaf in autumn, had few chances in this place and the last thing she needed was his toxic company. Yeah...
Golden Roses - RP - Waven-the-herbalist
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“... Let’s just say I have my reasons to stay inside in silence right now...”
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I was hanging out on discord with some of my buddies again and I really wanted to see Waven spending some quality time with @artblocksucks‘ Whitney, so I drew them going clothes shopping together. She’d be such a mom to Waven, even in the modern au. <33
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Keeping what little patience he had left in tact the young man waited for a response to remove the immense silence and merely blinked by seeing the herbalist take a hold of her belonging but not yanking at it whatsoever to claim it. He felt how her hands trembled, even hard enough to get his own palm to quiver, and an eyebrow rose by the connection to how she had been acting along with her tone. She was really scared of him?
Letting go of the purse he stood back to give her some space and rested his arms by his waist idlely while waiting still for her to speak up, tilting his head some with eyes narrowing just a bit. “You’re acting like I am going to hurt you and steal what’s inside... Is that so...”
Golden Roses - RP - Waven-the-herbalist
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That old fraud really would trap anyone, wouldn’t he... Not aware of how his eyes gave some of him away the thief pondered slightly while keeping the bag in his hand to keep the situation under control, glancing at it before sighing deeply. It had been wrong of him to take it even if life here was a free-for-all.
One had to choose to be kind here and so would he now... That was the least he could do to not involve the girl in more of his own bullshit.
Lifting his hand up to offer the sachel back he smiled as naturally as he could to at least seem friendly, his body language more open and relaxed. “Here.”
Golden Roses - RP - Waven-the-herbalist
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The Dane blinked some by having gotten a good look at her weird stance and flinched a bit by how she responded to him just standing up, eyes narrowed a bit in a scary expression before he loosened up both in face and body.
It had been seasons since he had met someone new and he could tell right away that this girl meant no harm at all, tilting his head some before looking down at the sachel in his palm. Well... He had something far better than a small butterknife.
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