[ORP] A Day in the Life of Brenley

[Smerdle]

Description: Bren is a fairly human-looking reaper who almost always wears an expression of worry or displeasure.

Today's Clothing: A sleeveless blue and brown shirt, brown pants, boots, and a blue and gold scarf.  

[Smerdle]

1:00 PM: [ OUTSIDE THE CREEPETERIA ]

One last task. One final thing to do before Dahlia would officially consider him her apprentice. He had to prove his creations were salable even though, in his opinion, he had done so many times before. He had told her that. She had countered, claiming that she would only take into account the accomplishments he had made after the moment he had asked her to be his mentor. Said she had no way of knowing whether or not what he had done before had actually been done by him. He supposed it was a valid argument. Irritating, but valid.

At least today was a nice day, bright and sunny despite the chill in the air. Bren's table was set up outside the creepeteria, the four things he was offering his classmates laid out in smallish piles at its edge. Small, purple vials, seeds, rocks, and pins. All relatively harmless, though he hadn't tested the liquid in the vials on those with alternate forms of vision. With any luck he could turn this chore into a bit of a controlled experiment.

Not one to waste time, the boil had brought some of his work with him. Resting on the table were a number of shiny stones, a couple of leather bands, and a length of gold wire. Every so often, Brenley would lean closer to the rocks, brushing his fingers over them and chanting under his breath. Some would glow, others would hop, but in the end they all ended up secured to one of the bands.

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If you so desire, roll 1d4 when you enter here and Bren will give you the matching item below:

1: Purple water.
Drinking this water will give the world a purple tinge for ten minutes.

2: Snow seeds.
The plant that grows from one of these seeds will sprinkle snow from its leaves through the entirety of Twelfth October.

3: A pet rock.
Upon being handled by anyone other than Brenley, this rock will claim the first word their new owner utters after they touch it as its name. Whenever its name is said by its owner thereafter, it will respond aloud with, "Yes, Mum," regardless of its owner's gender.

4: Campfire pin.
When it is touched, this one inch circular pin gives off the smells, sounds, and warmth of a campfire in the forest, all without the actual fire.

 

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[01.00: Outside Creepateria]

As Mahlan walked around to get maybe, some classes, she stumbled a strange student...reaper?-based on their clothes. It seems that the boy was in a kind of deep thought. In his hand was several items...a strange bottle of liquid, some seeds, rocks and pins.

Hmm? What did he just do? The reaper chanted something and the rocks started hopping around-was it a manipulation spell to give temporary life? That's quite a high-level one, oy.

But what interested her was the seeds. Those are snow seeds weren't it? "Hey, canna I have some of those seeds?"

OOC

Mahlan was a plant spirit with emphasis on FREE in the spirit part.

 

[Smerdle]

One of the bracelets complete, Bren started securing it to his wrist as he looked up at his first customer. Well, not really customer, since she wasn't paying, but... interested party, he supposed.

"Certainly." He pushed a couple away from the pile toward her. "They're an ivy of some sort, though you would probably know better than I would. Anyway, I've enchanted them to grow leaves that snow. I think it'll be quite nice for the coming season." He smiled, but it was brief.

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[01.00: Outside Creepateria]

As the Hunter pushed some seeds toward her, Mahlan squee-ed. "Oh oh oh! Thankies! These would be so perfect for those ghouls and undead's dorm plant. Yanno they couldn't stand heat." She said, looking around for something...oh. There was a few empty, already used cups filled with remains of spookmpkin spiced latte or whatever they named it. She cheerfully took few cups from the...uh, garbage bin and ran with it to the nearest faucet. After rinsing the remains of the drink carefully, she sliced half from those cups with her tail, at the same time scooping some of her excess sap. Putting one seed into the germinating bed, she gently blowed on the small grain, making it germinate instantly. The leaves are covered with frost, but they aren't snowing because the size was just not enough. "Thankies! Oh, would their offspring retain the enchantment?"

OOC

Mahlan was a plant spirit with emphasis on FREE in the spirit part.

 

[OpticPeach]

1:10 PM: [Outside Creepeteria]

Malik had just finished up with a class for the day, his mind ready to have a rest after everything he had been taking in. It was nice having something to do all the time instead of being stuck at home, but in between classes was always the loneliest of times for him. He didn't really have anyone to talk to besides Sir Reginald, so nothing else went on in his daily life besides classes. He had wandered over to the Creepeteria not in search of food, but maybe something to do. That's when he'd come upon the strange table with the boil he thought he'd encountered somewhere before.

"What's all this?" He questioned softly, looking over all the objects as well as the other students around the table.

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LividPeas

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Malik is an awkward nerd greed demon with a mew named Sir Reginald Grumpers that always sticks with him.

 

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While she's making some 'adjustments' to the newly sprouted plant so it can be manipulated easier, a rather...pointy Demon student walked on them and questioned about what are they doing.

"Freebies!" Shouted Mahlan energetically, making the vines (now growing on her body uncontrollably) merged into objects, and became her third and fourth hands. They haven't been producing snow by the way.

OOC

Mahlan was a plant spirit with emphasis on FREE in the spirit part.

 

[Smerdle]

"Just some enchantments I've thrown together." He debated telling her his tale of mentorly misfortune, but decided it wasn't important. Bren pointed at each pile as he explained. "Something that will make you see purple if you drink it, seeds that bloom into a plant that snows, a rock that speaks, and a campfire pin." He managed to sound slightly bored and quite proud at the same time. "You can take one, if you'd like."

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"Enchantments," Brenley said, smiling faintly at the demon he had met just recently. "They're what I do." He picked up one of the small, metal pins, holding it out. "This one is supposed to simulate a campfire, though I've never actually been camping so I'm not sure if it's terribly authentic. That one..." He gestured at the plant ghoul's new vines. "...is supposed to snow. Maybe it doesn't react well to rapid growth?" He was suddenly glad he wasn't trying to sell any of them.

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Analysis by plant expert!

Hmm. Based on the Hunter's analysis, the vine was not snowing because the enchantments does not react well with rapid growth. But that brings the question; why when it's still in sprout condition, the leaves was already covered with frost? It can be made to sprout with some FEAR injection in it, so...

Looking at the few seeds left in her palm, Mahlan manipulated the extra hand from clinging on her back, squinting her eyes really, REALLY hard. The traces of enchantment can be seen on it thanks to the resonance between plants-

"Oh, so that's what's wrong. The enchantment placed on this plant was for it to grow and absorb FEAR, then making it materialize the excess FEAR as simple spell to summon snow...or something in that line; Imma not good with fancy precise work." She concluded, putting the seed back on the table "Since they're plants, if they're made to grow then these vines will focus on growing, leaving the complicated function for later when it's time to mate. Methink I can do something for eet." Mahlan said, producing more globules of sap and filled the cup again- instantly the extra 'arms' was covered in thin layer of frost.

"Mhhm. Yea, this is the best it can do. You chose unfit species as base of the spell, methink. Vines in general flourish in summer, and that makes their property of 'rapid growth' contrasted with snow's attribute of 'slowing down'. I'd say, vines like hydrangea can work better as base...or mayhaps grape will do better?"

OOC

Mahlan was a plant spirit with emphasis on FREE in the spirit part.

 

[Ephebe]

1:00 PM: [ OUTSIDE THE CREEPETERIA ]

Hera and her familiar drifted closer to the boil's table, intrigued by the piles of things found upon it. Did she spy some seeds? Why yes! That was all that was needed for her to make her way to it properly, curiously looking at the objects.

It seemed to be a small booth of some sort, or perhaps a shop? Either way it was manned by a rather human-looking boil - she'd comfortably class him as a fellow Reaper from looks alone.

"Good afternoon," she greeted, fingers itching to examine the seeds. What type of plant was it? Could it be used for potions? Some of her excitement might have shown on her face as her eyes flitted from one item to the next like a scareling in a candy shop. This was rather intriguing!

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Hera is a 14 year old druidess, 160 cm tall and quite colourful in appearance - is always followed by her familiar, Atlas.
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[OpticPeach]

Malik hesitantly accepted the pin, hoping it didn't explode in his hand or anything else drastic to ruin his day. It didn't seem too bad though, and if the reaper had made it himself it was very impressive.

"T-thank you. It is a very interesting thing," Malik smiled, turning to the girl beside him. "D-did you want to touch it? Or maybe something else?"

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