#rendogs mailbox

[falses-mailbox]

[pathetic dog is still mopey and upset after martyn’s leave, but he’s trying to push past that, and obviously the best way to do that is annoy false]

[unable to send her any warning of his visit with his comm broken, he flies to the top of her base, peering down to try and find his friend, tail wagging at the evil plan to spook her]

@rendogs-mailbox

False had been singing to herself a bit, finishing up the details on her double-decker bus. She had drowned out all other sounds, completely focused on the bus, dashing around it multiple times. Each time, a new item in her hand.

She was about to finish her timelapse when she completed it, and then take a small break before the next small build.

[itlw-mailbox]

[Martyn really wasn’t doing too well after that visit. He was terrified of any noise, immediately drawing his axe at the slightest movement. If that Mira girl turned back up he’d- cry. Probably.]

[Either way, he’d tried to take his mind off of it by doing a bit of farming! It got him out of the house, and into the nice sunlight. He was replanting his wheat now, with his dog lazing in the grass nearby, and he’d made a small pond for his axolotl to rest in whilst he worked.]

[Yes. This was very nice, very relaxing. Nothing could go wrong!]

@rendogs-mailbox @docs-mailbox

[rendogs-mailbox]

[full moons always have different effects on him. sometimes he'll be more violent, sometimes more energetic, this time he was just tired.]

[he felt like he had been run over by all the cars in the giga colony. he didnt want to pull himself out of bed, but it was too warm, way more fur than normal on him]

[laika was running around his feet as he sat himself down in front of a fan, barking and picking up toys, filled with energy he wished he had. he knew she needed to go on a walk, but he didnt want to leave the house, just wanting to go back to bed.]

[after thinking over it for a few minutes, he pulls out his comm, writing out a message. then deleting it. try again. nope.]

[all the messages sounded weak. he didnt want to sound weak, he didnt want any of them to be concerned for him; its not like he was sick, just exhausted. maybe he blamed his inability to walk laika on something other than exhaustion?]

RENDOG: would anyone be able to walk laika for me :D RENDOG: she is filled with energy but i have so many to do today! RENDOG: happy to pay anyone who wants to do it

[he has to stop himself from adding a bit asking for someone just to come hang out with him on top of that. thats asking for too much, even if he really wants someone to lean again and hug right now- tiredness never made the clinginess any better]

[docs-mailbox]

He’s cooking fish by the campfire. Completely alone, but hey, what else is new.

[bdubs-mailbox]

continuation w @rendogs-mailbox and @mumbos-mailbox

[I kick out my legs, flap my wings, everything! My abdomen is flashing like crazy.]

“PUT, ME, DOWN! Let me at him!!!”

[mumbos-mailbox]

Didn't think id ever have to say this but hey!

Im not at all okay with animal death!

do not send me asks that start rp with some sort of animal death! do not kill off any of my character's pets!

please! have common sense when it comes to that, its kinda mildly fucked up to try and start an rp by killing a pet! especially without even asking permission if you could kill off the pet

if its like minecraft mechanics like killing a sheep or pig or something and they disintegrate and leave meat behind sure! that works!

i just do not at all feel comfortable with animal death so please do not bring it up in rp if possible <3

[scotts-mailbox]

@rendogs-mailbox and @itlw-mailbox were homophobic in third life. its true. im so sorry you had to find out that way

at least that's the only plausible explanation on why the fuck they didn't kiss

[smajors-mailbox]

[A letter is attached. It smells faintly of redstone. It’s wrapped in a rainbow ribbon because of course it is]

Scott! My guy, my dude, my good pal! Remember me? Red Diggity Dog, the Deathly Winter’s coming, the Enchantkingdom, Life series stuff, all that sort of business? It’s okay if you don’t, I’ve heard you’ve been suffering from memory loss brainfuckery. Been there. Done that. Watcher nonsense is bonkers. In a bad way.

That being said, my beautiful husband (not Martyn it’s someone else) who breaks reality for fun has had something important go missing. I just wanted to ask, have you seen a roulette table by chance? Like, three colors, has emeralds, redstone wired with deepslate diamond ore as a base because he’s mastered high efficiency diamond mining?

If you’ve seen it around, let me know. Also, cc this to the address “Euphie’s Mailbox”. Euphie is one of my more effeminate partners from across worlds because nobody can resist my Ren diggity charm. You know the feeling.

Yours,

@rendogs-mailbox

hello,

i'll admit, when i read this letter the first time, i didn't find anything too wrong with it - but then, i was half-asleep, and now that i've looked it over again, i'm very sure that this is someone impersonating ren. i'm not sure if this letter will reach ren or the original sender, but just so you know - ren says 'red winter', not deathly winter, but it was a good try!

i'm also just experiencing some forgetfulness due to exhaustion - rivendell's rebuilding takes a toll on me, but it's nothing serious - and nothing to worry about, really.

(playing the part is easy enough. nobody has to know.)

as i was writing this, i realized this was probably doc. unfortunately, i haven't seen your roulette table - and if i did, if i told you, you would probably wage full-scale war.

congratulations on getting an assistant, though! i hear that you do a lot of almost world-breaking things, so that should take a load off your shoulders.

the 'ren diggity charm' was hilarious, by the way. i did chuckle when i read it.

unfortunately, i don't think i have the information that you need, but i hope you find the thief soon.

signed,

scott smajor.

@docs-mailbox

[falses-mailbox]

False had been stressed all day. She has been cleaning up Cleo’s prank all day. That hideous thing. She couldn’t help but laugh, sure, but it was still a tedious, time-consuming, terrible task. It’s made her exhausted.

@rendogs-mailbox

[itlw-mailbox]

[Unfortunately, lounging and moping round your house didn’t tidy it. I hadn’t even been back long, it was a wonder how it got messy so quickly. I got up from where I was sat on the bed with a groan.]

“Bloody mess.”

[I mumbled, I could do this, I’ve got this. I begin half heartedly picking up things like clean clothes I hadn’t been bothered to put away, and putting them away.]

[Ren had been acting off, ever since I’d gotten back. I couldn’t explain it, nor put my finger on what it was that was wrong, it was just a general feeling.]

@rendogs-mailbox

[rendogs-mailbox]

[Ren recieves a shulker just full of stickers. This was clearly culminated over the days of Martyn’s silence, and it is unclear of his motivations or reasoning.]

- @itlw-mailbox

[he opens the letter which is nearly overflowing with these stickers. He stares at them for a few seconds, pouring them into his lap]

[theres so many. He cant stop his tail from wagging and a smile from coming on his face, this is such a nice gift, he doesnt get gifts often.. he should probably write a thank you note]

martyn,

thank you for all the stickers! Not sure if i forgot my own birthday or something but i didnt expect a gift, which makes this a lot more special

thank you. Is there anything i can do for you in return?

RD

[docs-mailbox]

[he doesnt have a proper reason for visiting doc other than missing him. and needing company]

[theres no message to let the other prepare, just a rendog on his couch suddenly, laying there all dramatic]

@rendogs-mailbox

One arguable perk of the new base was the closeness of it to the portal. It was easy to do a quick in-and-out of his base to deposit a couple shulkers and wait a minute—

Ren?

What a pleasant surprise.

Hey man! What’s up?

Bdubs can wait. This is more important.

[mumbos-mailbox]

Here, have a userbox! :3

HEHE ITS SO SILLY

thank you so much for making the userboxes.. im not gonna do an answer to each ask but here are the other two userboxes for the people.

these are so silly thank you so much roxy!!!!!

[falses-mailbox]

[Laika had found one of her squeaker toys]

[which just means repetitive squeaking noises as she follows false around, tail wagging. The squeaks range in volume, sometimes quiet nibs and sometimes sounding like the toy is screaming for mercy]

@rendogs-mailbox

False was losing focus. The constant squeaking was driving a hole in her head. How could Ren deal with this all day?! She placed down her items and turned to Laika.

“Hey girl.. can we.. quiet down for a little? *she asked.*

She gently pat her head, tugging at the toy a little.

[itlw-mailbox]

I’ve seen this so many times and always makes me so insanely happy I adore chess -pinkish

♟️❄️🏜️ Secret santa for @calocreek <3!!

[itlw-mailbox]

Martyn

are you alright?

ren

[straight to the point. He’s worried, he hadn’t heard anything from martyn in 4 days! 4! Thats way too many, ren sent two letters in that time and normally thats at least one letter back from martyn. He’s worried, which is why this letter is being sent, short simple and held closed by a dog sticker as always]

(tumblr if you crash on me for a third time i swear to GOD- 🐾)

@rendogs-mailbox

[That was a good question. Probably not? After the loop spat me out, I’d been lying in a ball on my bed, refusing to move. I was hungry, thirsty and probably needed to change my clothes, but I was unwilling to move too much. In my perspective, I’d been stuck for weeks, but it’d clearly only been a couple days out here. Weeks of murder. I stared at the note. I’d watched Ren die so many times, some of them by my own hand. I didn’t deserve him. What would he say, if he knew how many times I’d watched his head roll, all for some stupid task I didn’t even have to do?]

[I really didn’t want to lie to Ren, he had a knack for figuring that out, but I didn’t trust myself. If he came over, would I swing my axe at him? Try to win again only to remember I was out? In the loop, I felt no regret most of the time, only unrivalled bloodlust. A visceral need to kill, and win.]

[And I had been sat on my bed for a good 5 minutes staring at the note, the hell was I doing? I threw it to aside, I’d probably pick that up later. I stumbled to my desk, fumbling for paper in the dim light of the room. I began writing a reply. Maybe I didn’t have to lie, just twist the truth?]

“Ayup dude!

Yeah, yeah I’m fine! Just been gone a while, got a task from the secret keeper guy that kept me quite occupied.

Nothing to worry about, the task is completed. Thanks for checking up on me, though.

-Martyn.”