clouds came and covered the sun

[hairpining]

[You find yourself in a small, quaint little town. The architecture has a notably late-1800s bent to it, in contrast to the clean, crisp air you breathe – combined with a faint, flowery scent – it's almost as though it is not industrialized at all.

Which would be easy enough to believe. After all, there do not seem to be any people out other than you and your fellow spelunkers – in spite of the occasional whisper you might hear. Hushed and impossible to actually make out.

Far in the distance lies a towering building, similar in shape to a fairytale castle.]

(Castle Town | Atelier | Smithy | Castle Town Revisited |
Painting the Roses Red | The Golden Afternoon | Castle Corridor |
The Library of Babel | The Girl Without Hands | The Garden of Paradise | The White Bride and the Black One |
The Princess Sleeping in the Glass Coffin)

((BGM entirely for ~atmospheric~ and ~stylistic~ purposes and personal reference, feel free to listen if you want to!))

Comments

[provocate]

[wow bro wow he was doing just fine without you asshole z-snap head waggle]

[lkJsdc no okay, runs his eye over him... before reaching over to grab him by the jaw and try to pull him close???]

Your face is wrong, darling.

[hairpining]

[It feels just like a normal, flesh-and-bone, human jaw!

Speaking of feelings, you also feel that he is SLIGHTLY IRRITATED excuse you motherfucker?

He smells nice though. Like roses.]

... Pardon me, Good Sir? Forgive this rudeness of mine, but it seems to me that you have touched my face, just this moment.

[provocate]

[SURE DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR IRRITATION AHAHA???? Leaning close and smelling him though huu that's nice bb what's your secret ('8]

Mm, an astute observation, my dear. [...licks his cheek... why............]

[hairpining]

[SEEMS TO GO SLIGHTLY RED UM?!

But overall doesn't seem terribly concerned.]

-- I beg your pardon, Sir --

But your resolve is nothing short of admirable. May I trouble you for a favor?

[provocate]

[Leans back a little, grinning down at him... Still way the hell in his space, but he at least lets go of his jaw, settling that hand at the curve of his neck instead]

Perhaps, darling. What is it?

[hairpining]

As befits a prince, there is a princess that I love. Today is her birthday -- and so, it is my wish to present her with those flowers that she so adores.

Should you gather them for me, I shall gladly return you to your home.

[provocate]

[Maj...????]

What kind of flower, my dear.

[hairpining]

It seems to me that she is the fondest of blue roses -- the town's blacksmith grows them.

[If you look, the smithy is not that far away!]

[provocate]

[Glances over, and clicks his tongue lightly]

As you please, my dear. [But before he goes he will... catch this guy under the chin and bend to... kiss his... cheek... since he doesn't wanna take a guess at where his mouth is........ lJLSDKFJ BARON WHY]

[hairpining]

[Oh myyyyyyy.

You head to the Smithy!]