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cubwithmagic-blog · 4 years ago

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dynadubwool:

It looks like Arceus doesn’t want to save him from this situation, but at least this stranger makes no comment on it. No ‘Wooloo boy’-esque nickname today - and hopefully, never again. Hop nods, eyes following the other’s gaze to the trees for a moment; he’s seen a few birds so far, though only from a distance. He’s been so preoccupied with the animals that approach him, he hasn’t had time to call any over. Maybe he could get one close and use it as a distraction while he escapes…

… Or not, considering he’s still being spoken to. At least it’s an easy question (and more importantly, not related to the baby voice).

He looks back towards the young man and laughs quietly, eyebrow raised. “Don’t worry, yer not the only one. Never seen a two-tailed squirrel ‘fore these guys - same with a three eyed doe an’ a bright blue cat - but they’re all big sweethearts, if a bit shy, heh.”

Hop finally moves his hand from his face to rub the back of his head with a silent sigh; now that he’s got a proper look at this guy, he seems a bit… frazzled. Not in the way Hop is right now, but more in the ‘just got kidnapped by the Stars’ kind of way. While he’d rather not have to explain this place for the nth time, he should at least accompany him.

“M’name’s Hop, by the way; why don’t we go find some birds to befriend?”

“Well, glad to hear that the animals here aren’t too unrecognizable. Just... different, I guess?” Certainly makes interacting with them a lot easier, if he just uses the knowledge that he already knows. It gives an air of familiarity, at least, compared to the rest of the city. “Nice to meet you, Hop. I’m Orson. Let’s go bird-watching together, then.”

To their right, the path they were currently on goes further into thicker woods. Not too dark that it would be hard to see- since sunlight seemed to dance through the leaves, flittering this way and that- but definitely a viable candidate for seeing more forest life. To their left, it looked like the path went out to broad daylight, and the distant sound of crashing waves was faint in his ear.

Hm... what to choose. Either one seemed enticing, so-

“Do you want to go further in the forest, or try out our luck at the beach?”

#dyadubwool #orson adventures; ic #(Animal lovers RISE UP #BIRD BOYS UNITE #Orson vc: 'Well this is only the second worst shock of my life.'#'What's the first?'#'Waking up with no memory at all.'#He's frazzled but probably doing alright considering it can't be worse than THAT lmao)

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cubwithmagic-blog · 4 years ago

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Festivals aren’t too unfamiliar of a concept for Sophia—Not only had she read all about them, but she’d been observing from her phone as the Phantom Thieves had celebrated one. So, she knows what one is like, it’s just that participating in one for herself is a whole different matter entirely.

When the festival had began, she wasn’t really sure where she wanted to go. After having spent all of her non-metaverse time trapped in a phone (not that she minded terribly) she’s not really sure what to do with all this newfound freedom. At least there’s plenty of time, so wherever she doesn’t choose first she can just go to later… After a while of pondering, she’d finally settled upon the ruins. A place like that intrigued her, and hearing that a hologram is present made her even more interested. (Why is it there? And what is it like?)

… She hadn’t expected the whole buddy pairing thing. It’s not a terrible thing to be paired up, really! But she hasn’t much experience with interacting with humans outside of the Phantom Thieves. What if she messes it up…? But still, if she’s to be humanity’s companion, she really must get used to it!

Number 36 is it… She gazes around the room, hoping her gaze will come across the matching number. Instead she’s approached… And it turns out, by the one who has her matching number. How lucky!

“That’s right, number 36!” she responds, nodding, “I’m Sophia, humanity’s companion! And you are…?”

Oh! Turns out his search had ended here. Well, upon first impressions, she seemed like a nice person to be around.

“It’s nice to meet you, Sophia.” Such a joyous one, this girl, with such a bright smile on her face and cheerful tone of voice. “My name is Orson. I guess we’ll be exploring these ruins together today.”

Though.... wait, humanity’s companion? What on earth could that mean? Familiars were the only ‘humanity’s companions’ that he could think of, at least back on his own home world, but they were only animals. Besides, a familiar was connected to one person, there wasn’t a familiar for the entirety of humanity. No- surely that’s not what was going on here, right? Perhaps it was a difference in world culture?

Hm...

“Erm... what do you mean, you’re humanity’s companion?” He scratched his head. Better ask, before he makes too many incorrect assumptions and confuses himself. (Agh, so many new things to learn.) “You look human to me. Are you... not?”

#ver137 #orson adventures; ic #(Magic man who lives in a ye olden magic-filled time is suddenly lost when yeeted into the future.#Help him please.)

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cubwithmagic-blog · 4 years ago

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{Spiralefest starter for @ver137!}

“Some ruins, huh...? Seems interesting enough.”

All day every day this month, the city seemed alive with people who were celebrating in the month long festival. In a way, it reminded him of the busy marketplace back home, always bustling and noisy over the sound of people trying to find a good deal. On occasion, visiting such busy streets weren’t too stressful for him, but recently, well- all of this was just a little much.

Exploring some ancient ruins, though, didn’t seem like it would be too much of a fuss.

Everyone in the group had been paired up with a buddy, for “safety purposes,” they had said, (Which could be a cause for concern? Hopefully not.), so right now, he was trying to find whoever had number “36″ on the bracelet they had been given. So far, he hasn’t had much luck, (Shouldn’t this be easier, no?) when-

Off to the side, there was a red-headed teenager in pigtails who seemed to be unpaired. Hm.

“Hey there! Are you number 36, or perhaps, have seen number 36? I’ve been looking for a while, now.”

#ver137 #orson adventures; ic #(Here's that starter I promised to you Reese! Hope you enjoy it :>)

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cubwithmagic-blog · 4 years ago

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Whenever things get too chaotic, nature always helps him find his balance again. And boy, have things been chaotic.

Being thrown into a strange, supposedly “futuristic” city has had his mind into loops and knots, throwing out all that he thought he knew. Suddenly, there was much too much to learn and get accustomed to, in such a short time, he might add. Though he hasn’t explored even the surface to this foreign city, hearing about an opportunity to see fauna, however, will never fail to draw him out to watch. Animals, at least, bring some sort of familiarity, even if they are new to him.

Seeing a teenager in the park cooing over a squirrel elicited a soft smile from Orson- not out of mockery, far from it- but out of pure endearment instead. No harm done in cooing- the Arcana themselves should know how much he does of that. (Was he like that when he was that age? Perhaps so...!)

“Not yet- though, I haven’t been looking for long. I’ve been on the lookout for birds in the trees.” He takes a step closer, looking at the tree that the squirrel from earlier had scampered up. Perhaps with two people on the lookout, they could find it again.

“Say, are two-tailed squirrels strange to you too, or am I the only one from a world where they just have one?”

@cubwithmagic liked for a spiralefes starter!

Well, this is embarrassing. A young man with glasses has just caught Hop cooing and using the baby voice on a two-tailed squirrel. His face flushes a dark red; it’s just like when he was caught using the baby voice on his herd by the Wedgehurst kids.

Hopefully this won’t end up with a nickname like ‘Wooloo boy’ again.

Sensing Hop’s sudden negative emotions, the squirrel decides that it does not need to deal with all that and with a small chirrup, leaves him to die in humiliation hell. The Trainer cups a cheek with his hand and looks off to the side, face absolutely burning.

“Uh, hi there. Have ye, uh, taken a shine to any o’ the animals, yet?” Arceus, if ya love me, please strike me down where I stand.

#dyadubwool #orson adventures; ic #(Thaaaanks Mili <3 #It sure is a task to be back again but I'm back at it. Somehow lmao.#Animal nerds unite here lol)

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cubwithmagic-blog · 4 years ago

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