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(( i’m thinking i might start dox over and actually be active this time, maybe u3u ))

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“‘Ey, look at you! Making all sorts of magical discoveries! Hey there, goop girl!”

nefariousbelladonna‌:

heinousdoxy‌:

nefariousbelladonna‌:

>You snort and nudge her with your elbow. 

“Oh hush! You sap.”

>The goop doesn’t react to Doxy’s movements. Interesting, interesting. 

“I shan’t! It’s Goopmas!”

> Nudge her back and laugh again, louder.

>You giggle a bit, showing her your notes. You have drawn a flattering picture of her! 

>You are a bad artist. 

> No such thing. You love it.

“You’re a treasure.”

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nefariousbelladonna‌:

heinousdoxy‌:

nefariousbelladonna‌:

>You snort and nudge her with your elbow. 

“Oh hush! You sap.”

>The goop doesn’t react to Doxy’s movements. Interesting, interesting. 

“I shan’t! It’s Goopmas!”

> Nudge her back and laugh again, louder.

>You giggle a bit, showing her your notes. You have drawn a flattering picture of her! 

>You are a bad artist. 

> No such thing. You love it.

“You’re a treasure.”

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“I shan’t! It’s Goopmas!”

> Nudge her back and laugh again, louder.

heinousdoxy‌: 

> You don’t really put much thought into what you recognize- it’s about as easy to draw meaning from alphabet soup. You do watch her, though, and as she speaks, you recall a kind of beauty in this.

> A kind of beauty in her, in the way her eyes glimmer and her voice commands. Yeah, that’s your Bawd.

>You stop speaking and finish the spell off by making a fist. There’s a bright flash of light and a bang that startles you, but when it fades and you can see again there’s a…

>Well, okay, it’s a slightly goopy rendition of you. Very obviously you, but only in the extreme darkness would someone actually mistake it for you. You cluck your tongue, not quite disappointed. It’s better than the previous tries, after all. 

“Not bad, not bad. It didn’t immediately collapse this time.” 

>You turn and grab a notebook, scribbling in it thoughtfully. 

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twilit-treaties‌:

heinousdoxy‌:

[pvt]

I’m making popcorn, you want any?

[Private]

Have some for me, darlin’, Bawd and I are relaxing under a blanket of cats.

Lunch? Soon?

[pvt]

I’d love to!

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[pvt]

I’m making popcorn, you want any?

@heinousdoxy @nefariousbelladonna @pern1c1ous

[Private]

[Copy of formal response.PDF]

To bring us all up to date.

If they start shit, give ‘em hell. Otherwise, I’d like us to have nothing to do with them whatsoever. I won’t stop you from doing as you please, but just keep this in mind.

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[pvt]

Hooooly shit! Holy shit. I love it.

@heinousdoxy @nefariousbelladonna @pern1c1ous

[Private]

[Copy of formal response.PDF]

To bring us all up to date.

If they start shit, give ‘em hell. Otherwise, I’d like us to have nothing to do with them whatsoever. I won’t stop you from doing as you please, but just keep this in mind.

[heinousdoxy-blog1]

[pvt]

Beautiful, Scoff! It’s been too long since you dragged somebody in lawspeak, too long.

@heinousdoxy @nefariousbelladonna @pern1c1ous

[Private]

[Copy of formal response.PDF]

To bring us all up to date.

If they start shit, give ‘em hell. Otherwise, I’d like us to have nothing to do with them whatsoever. I won’t stop you from doing as you please, but just keep this in mind.

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> Well, look at that. Your girl’s a slime monster now- no, you’re kidding. You peer at the goopy Bawd and smile curiously, wiggling your fingers in its direction. 

“Got one thing wrong. You’re a lot prettier.”

> Soft laugh.

heinousdoxy‌: 

> You don’t really put much thought into what you recognize- it’s about as easy to draw meaning from alphabet soup. You do watch her, though, and as she speaks, you recall a kind of beauty in this.

> A kind of beauty in her, in the way her eyes glimmer and her voice commands. Yeah, that’s your Bawd.

>You stop speaking and finish the spell off by making a fist. There’s a bright flash of light and a bang that startles you, but when it fades and you can see again there’s a…

>Well, okay, it’s a slightly goopy rendition of you. Very obviously you, but only in the extreme darkness would someone actually mistake it for you. You cluck your tongue, not quite disappointed. It’s better than the previous tries, after all. 

“Not bad, not bad. It didn’t immediately collapse this time.” 

>You turn and grab a notebook, scribbling in it thoughtfully. 

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> You don’t really put much thought into what you recognize- it’s about as easy to draw meaning from alphabet soup. You do watch her, though, and as she speaks, you recall a kind of beauty in this.

> A kind of beauty in her, in the way her eyes glimmer and her voice commands. Yeah, that’s your Bawd.

heinousdoxy‌:

> You roll your sleeves up and tuck your skirt carefully, so nothing gets in the way. You give her a firm nod, an affirmative noise, and a smile before you set out to follow the design.

>You hum to yourself as you draw. It’s not a part of the ritual, but humming creepy tunes tends to encourage you to get into the headspace. Once you’re done, you stand up straight and gesture Doxy over. You take her hand, smiling brightly. 

“I won’t be needing any of your magic, but I’ve found that my magic isn’t nearly as powerful when I do this spell alone.” 

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So....who wants to recap me on the Bawd sitch?

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> It happens to be a tune you can follow, and you join before she’s halfway done. When the time comes, you do a quick salute with your free hand and grin at her in turn, nodding.

“Rock it, Fairy.”

heinousdoxy‌:

> You roll your sleeves up and tuck your skirt carefully, so nothing gets in the way. You give her a firm nod, an affirmative noise, and a smile before you set out to follow the design.

>You hum to yourself as you draw. It’s not a part of the ritual, but humming creepy tunes tends to encourage you to get into the headspace. Once you’re done, you stand up straight and gesture Doxy over. You take her hand, smiling brightly. 

“I won’t be needing any of your magic, but I’ve found that my magic isn’t nearly as powerful when I do this spell alone.” 

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> You roll your sleeves up and tuck your skirt carefully, so nothing gets in the way. You give her a firm nod, an affirmative noise, and a smile before you set out to follow the design.

heinousdoxy‌:

> There’s two quick nods to her idea, and you slip over to the table, planting your hands on it to get a good look at the pages. You’ve always had the firepower potential, but, well, you get a little excited when you’re studying magic for yourself- there’s been an unfortunate series of uncrossed t’s and i’s missing their dots. Where anybody else is regarded, though? You might as well be as efficient and perfectly aligned as a machine.

“Sounds pretty right to me! Lead the way, sugarplum.”

>You hand her a sheet covered in neat, orderly runes. 

“Please write these down starting from the top left of the page. Start from that pretty lavender candle you bought me, last year.” 

>You, meanwhile start at the periwinkle one you got from Sleuth. Everyone Loves Giving You Candles. 

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nefariousbelladonna‌:

heinousdoxy‌:

> You snort at ‘light reading’. Light reading, for Bawd, is ‘only half’ of a grand library. Your eyes skim the covers of the books as you pass them, and you hum and nod as she talks.

> Then there’s the dramatic reveal- god you love the showiness of it, who can fault you- and your eyebrows rise high. You cross your arms and shift your weight to one leg, looking at her.

“A double, really. Like, one you can control, or…? Hey Doxy I’ve decided to make myself a twin.”

“Mmm, nothing so complex as a twin yet. It will be like how we can make small shadow doubles, but a little more realistic to start with. I want to understand how this sort of magic works better, before I start going wild with it.” 

>You take one of the books from a shelf and flip through it, before laying it on a table next to you. 

“What I need help with is mostly writing out all these runes and lighting all these candles. Sure I could do it myself, but it seems like doing it in a certain order is best, and I’ve always thought doing it by hand gives it a certain level of magic all on its own!” 

> There’s two quick nods to her idea, and you slip over to the table, planting your hands on it to get a good look at the pages. You’ve always had the firepower potential, but, well, you get a little excited when you’re studying magic for yourself- there’s been an unfortunate series of uncrossed t’s and i’s missing their dots. Where anybody else is regarded, though? You might as well be as efficient and perfectly aligned as a machine.

“Sounds pretty right to me! Lead the way, sugarplum.”

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nefariousbelladonna‌:

heinousdoxy‌:

> You plant a smooch right on that dame’s cheek as you return the hug.

“Too good to see you, too, hun. What’s the project?”

“Sooo, I’ve been reading old texts. Just some light reading, you know?” 

>As you talk you walk past several tables creaking under the weight of tomes that could probably kill you if they fell on you. 

“And I thought, gosh, it’s been forever since I tried some magic! And then Inny dealt with his shade and I got an idea…” 

>You throw open the door to your basement. Unlike what you might expect, it’s actually very well lit and finished. But in the center is a circle, filled with complex runes and various…things. 

“I’m going to try and create a doppelganger.” 

> You snort at ‘light reading’. Light reading, for Bawd, is ‘only half’ of a grand library. Your eyes skim the covers of the books as you pass them, and you hum and nod as she talks.

> Then there’s the dramatic reveal- god you love the showiness of it, who can fault you- and your eyebrows rise high. You cross your arms and shift your weight to one leg, looking at her.

“A double, really. Like, one you can control, or...? Hey Doxy I’ve decided to make myself a twin.”

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nefariousbelladonna‌:

heinousdoxy‌:

Gotcha! > Slipping into something comfortable but stylish enough to go out in, you catch a cab to carry you the way to her place. Sure, you could magic your way there, but- effort and energy, no thanks at the moment.

> You knock.

>You’ve just finished up setting things up when she knocks. You answer, a big smile on your face. You also immediately hug her because dammit, you’ve missed her!

“Doxy! It’s so good to see you! Come on!” 

> You plant a smooch right on that dame’s cheek as you return the hug.

“Too good to see you, too, hun. What’s the project?”

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Gotcha! > Slipping into something comfortable but stylish enough to go out in, you catch a cab to carry you the way to her place. Sure, you could magic your way there, but- effort and energy, no thanks at the moment.

> You knock.

@heinousdoxy

Doxy, darling, would you like to help me with a bit of a project?