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WHO: Veldora Tempest and you!
WHERE: Gemini and Rose Qeido's house
WHEN: Mid-June
WHAT: so like, what if your own personal Alcatraz showed up in your back yard and was full of monsters and rare ore? that would be weird, right?
WARNINGS: n/a. there are spiders in the cave if you want but like, i'm personally not gonna force a spider or snake experience on anyone.
[video posted on the Gemini network]; un: tempestdragon
[ on one hand, Veldora still isn't 100% on how cameras work.
on the other hand, at least you're getting a nice shot of his abs and chest because he doesn't usually wear a shirt; he fumbles with the phone, squinting at it as he tries to make sure it's doing the thing he wants it to do, part of his head cut off as he doesn't know what front-facing selfie mode is and he's doing his best, damn it. ]
Hello, friends! Something most interesting has occurred at my domicile this afternoon. [ it's time to go for walkies, chat--as he glances between the camera and where he's going, talking until he finally comes to a stop. ] So I've heard that, among the strange phenomena that this world is predisposed to, there's been more than a few occurrences of places from other worlds moving right on in like they own the place and what not.
[ it's not weird if immortal evil dragons fidget, is it? ] So to tell a story--once upon a time about 300 years ago or so, I ran afoul of a remarkable Hero of Legend who sealed me into a cave for--[ hm. awkward grimace, chat, we're feeling cringe tonight. ] Well, I suppose I was kind of a jerk and smashed her city up, but how was I supposed to know that cities were that troublesome to put together? I was just trying to--ahem! Ahum! Anyway, I was sealed in a cave which mean that my magicules had nowhere to go for a couple of centuries, and so the cave grew quite rich in magic ore and herbs and monsters and um!
Now that cave is here!
[ he proudly? awkwardly? turns his camera to point at a set of stone steps leading down to a tall, wide door set in a tall, gray-faced rock formation. very classique cave, if you will. ]
I briefly took a sojourn into the cave a little while ago and it is still replete with those resources, and while being down there for too long when I'm alone makes my teeth itch, Duke Wriothesley suggested that the ore and herbs might be of use to the people in the city... so. Yes. That!
A word of warning, though--I definitely saw a few of the monsters out of the periphery of my senses, so bring weapons and companions. Or come get me.
I don't... want to be alone in the cave, but I'm also happy to help anyone who might be interested in it. As long as you don't leave me there.
[ action ] at Rose Qeido's home
[ Veldora offered to host, even if it was in a startled ramble that was more feelings than thoughts--he's just a good knock at the door away if he's not hanging out in the backyard, reading his Sacred Texts and keeping an eye on the Sealed Cave like it might try to chase him down like some sort of weird dragon-seeking vacuum prison.
the day's too nice to spend huddled inside, after all. ]
WHERE: Gemini and Rose Qeido's house
WHEN: Mid-June
WHAT: so like, what if your own personal Alcatraz showed up in your back yard and was full of monsters and rare ore? that would be weird, right?
WARNINGS: n/a. there are spiders in the cave if you want but like, i'm personally not gonna force a spider or snake experience on anyone.
[video posted on the Gemini network]; un: tempestdragon
[ on one hand, Veldora still isn't 100% on how cameras work.
on the other hand, at least you're getting a nice shot of his abs and chest because he doesn't usually wear a shirt; he fumbles with the phone, squinting at it as he tries to make sure it's doing the thing he wants it to do, part of his head cut off as he doesn't know what front-facing selfie mode is and he's doing his best, damn it. ]
Hello, friends! Something most interesting has occurred at my domicile this afternoon. [ it's time to go for walkies, chat--as he glances between the camera and where he's going, talking until he finally comes to a stop. ] So I've heard that, among the strange phenomena that this world is predisposed to, there's been more than a few occurrences of places from other worlds moving right on in like they own the place and what not.
[ it's not weird if immortal evil dragons fidget, is it? ] So to tell a story--once upon a time about 300 years ago or so, I ran afoul of a remarkable Hero of Legend who sealed me into a cave for--[ hm. awkward grimace, chat, we're feeling cringe tonight. ] Well, I suppose I was kind of a jerk and smashed her city up, but how was I supposed to know that cities were that troublesome to put together? I was just trying to--ahem! Ahum! Anyway, I was sealed in a cave which mean that my magicules had nowhere to go for a couple of centuries, and so the cave grew quite rich in magic ore and herbs and monsters and um!
Now that cave is here!
[ he proudly? awkwardly? turns his camera to point at a set of stone steps leading down to a tall, wide door set in a tall, gray-faced rock formation. very classique cave, if you will. ]
I briefly took a sojourn into the cave a little while ago and it is still replete with those resources, and while being down there for too long when I'm alone makes my teeth itch, Duke Wriothesley suggested that the ore and herbs might be of use to the people in the city... so. Yes. That!
A word of warning, though--I definitely saw a few of the monsters out of the periphery of my senses, so bring weapons and companions. Or come get me.
I don't... want to be alone in the cave, but I'm also happy to help anyone who might be interested in it. As long as you don't leave me there.
[ action ] at Rose Qeido's home
[ Veldora offered to host, even if it was in a startled ramble that was more feelings than thoughts--he's just a good knock at the door away if he's not hanging out in the backyard, reading his Sacred Texts and keeping an eye on the Sealed Cave like it might try to chase him down like some sort of weird dragon-seeking vacuum prison.
the day's too nice to spend huddled inside, after all. ]