Post by Capsule on Jul 21, 2014 17:46:06 GMT
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Katamari On the Rocks
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Tobin's request excluded from the actual word count.
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Capsule
582
♪ ♫♪:
Katamari On the Rocks
✏:
Tobin's request excluded from the actual word count.
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Capsule
The soft sound of screeching woke Capsule up from a much needed nap. While exploring the new areas around the Thames Coastline, the redheaded Enchanter had rented out a small shack, made mostly of sticks and driftwood, on the outskirts of the Isle of Grain. She was lucky to have avoided any big, bad wolves looking to knock over her humble abode, but not quite lucky enough to avoid detection from her owl, Archduke Franz Ferdinand. The owl gave another impatient chirrup before bustling his way into the small, enclosed area.
Now, before any confusion was caused, especially what with Fiver being by her side at the moment, please allow the narrator to make a few things abundantly clear. Duke was the first animal that Capsule "tamed," but he was in no way, shape or form of being considered a monster that could fight for her. He was a mere owl, and one inclined to do what he wanted. He chose to hang around Capsule, though was prone to leaving on his own for days or even weeks at a time, now that his wing was healed. Despite that, he could be persuaded to act as a messenger, and would frequently return with sealed letters or requests from returning and or potential customers.
His presence here meant that he either sought out her company, or had an order for her to fill and ship off. Capsule figured it would be the latter; the little owl was not fond of the sea or the larger and crueler birds that frequented this area. He would much rather roost at her apartment in Londinium. She outstretched an arm for the bird to perch upon, which he hastily complied with, and disentangled the note tied to his leg. The bird fussed for a bit to eat, and after swallowing the remains of a small fish that Capsule was saving for later, nestled in a corner to relax.
Capsule curled into a sitting position on her blanket as she read the letter:
Tobin Strider? As in Tobin, the Animal Trainer, Monk and dwarf? She had a faint recollection of him, but that felt like ages ago. At any rate, his request was a refreshing and interesting one. A water breathing potion would truly be beneficial to the masses, but the only problem was deciding on the materials needed. Capsule neatly folded and placed the request in front of her while she thought. Were there any plants in the natural world that could help? If not, what of fictional fauna? That brought gillyweed from Harry Potter to mind, but it was highly unlikely that a plant like that would be naturally occurring here.
'But perhaps I could simulate it somehow…' She could probably give herself gills if she wished, using her Form Shift skill, but there was no guarantee it would be anything but cosmetic. That was the beauty of potions, however. She could try to make something that altered the humanoid body to give itself fishlike qualities, like actual function gills, for example. 'And maybe even webbed fingers and toes.' Capsule's eyes lit up as she recalled the Young Sahaugin that dwelled around the island. Their "assistance" would be an important part of her discovery. "Wake up, Fiver," she cooed as she changed out of her Kapsel-Bande into Freezepop, her armored wetsuit with the shark fin. The Sahaugin could be shy and unwilling, which meant that she might have to get her hands wet and or dirty.
Now, before any confusion was caused, especially what with Fiver being by her side at the moment, please allow the narrator to make a few things abundantly clear. Duke was the first animal that Capsule "tamed," but he was in no way, shape or form of being considered a monster that could fight for her. He was a mere owl, and one inclined to do what he wanted. He chose to hang around Capsule, though was prone to leaving on his own for days or even weeks at a time, now that his wing was healed. Despite that, he could be persuaded to act as a messenger, and would frequently return with sealed letters or requests from returning and or potential customers.
His presence here meant that he either sought out her company, or had an order for her to fill and ship off. Capsule figured it would be the latter; the little owl was not fond of the sea or the larger and crueler birds that frequented this area. He would much rather roost at her apartment in Londinium. She outstretched an arm for the bird to perch upon, which he hastily complied with, and disentangled the note tied to his leg. The bird fussed for a bit to eat, and after swallowing the remains of a small fish that Capsule was saving for later, nestled in a corner to relax.
Capsule curled into a sitting position on her blanket as she read the letter:
{Tobin's request}
Name: Potion of Water Breathing; The Diet Edition!
Written request: Due to the treasure hunt thats gripped the nation, there has been reasons to go deeper for longer. In order to beat out the competation, I have a great demand for a potion to enhance my endurance while down under. Can you grant this request to provide a potion to enhance underwater endurance? I be willing to provide the materials for your labours. Any aid you may offer may allow me to beat others to the punch for the deepest, well hidden treasures.
Preferably I would like this item sooner rather than later, sooner or later this gold rush is gonna end. Up to a minute would be ideal and greater would be fantastic, but I understand if ya have to settle for less. Additional incentive? Well, let me put it this way, even if you never used it yourself you would probably sell it for a great deal and be sitting on ya own horde before too long!
With regards; Tobin Strider. The Last Dwarf©
PS: Only 4 puns? I seem to be losing my touch
Tobin Strider? As in Tobin, the Animal Trainer, Monk and dwarf? She had a faint recollection of him, but that felt like ages ago. At any rate, his request was a refreshing and interesting one. A water breathing potion would truly be beneficial to the masses, but the only problem was deciding on the materials needed. Capsule neatly folded and placed the request in front of her while she thought. Were there any plants in the natural world that could help? If not, what of fictional fauna? That brought gillyweed from Harry Potter to mind, but it was highly unlikely that a plant like that would be naturally occurring here.
'But perhaps I could simulate it somehow…' She could probably give herself gills if she wished, using her Form Shift skill, but there was no guarantee it would be anything but cosmetic. That was the beauty of potions, however. She could try to make something that altered the humanoid body to give itself fishlike qualities, like actual function gills, for example. 'And maybe even webbed fingers and toes.' Capsule's eyes lit up as she recalled the Young Sahaugin that dwelled around the island. Their "assistance" would be an important part of her discovery. "Wake up, Fiver," she cooed as she changed out of her Kapsel-Bande into Freezepop, her armored wetsuit with the shark fin. The Sahaugin could be shy and unwilling, which meant that she might have to get her hands wet and or dirty.
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