((OOC Note: This is an open SL free for people to join in. It's meant to just be silly fun. So if you want in, post! Your character can either go to Elly's atelier, to Lacerta's fortress (about to post about that a little) or unwittingly find themselves involved in another way. Like, just put them in the northern woods, and I'll find a way to write you in and get you involved. ;) ))
To put it quite simply, The Witch was exhausted.
Groaning, she slumped over her desk, frowning at the open text and papers strewn about. Between running her atelier, writing for the Oracle, the Pegasus racing, and the upcoming war, she just had entirely too much on her plate! "I don't think I can read any more about you today Zoshonell~" Whining, The Witch shut the book and stood up, taking a moment to yawn and stretch. If only she had time for a nap, but nope! She had to keep moving.
Readjusting the hat on her head she wandered towards a window and peeked out from within her atelier. A group of about fifteen pumpkinheads were assembled just outside, training with Waster the Pumpkinhead. He was a small guy, but he excelled at the use of the sword. Swinging his through the air, he called out his orders to the pumpkinheads behind them, all wielding a sword of their own. "Ba! Baba..Ba! Baba...Ba! Baba...Ba!"
The Witch watched the pumpkinheads proudly as they moved. Swing, thrust, parry... swing, thrust, parry... they all moved as one, fluid and graceful as water. Well, they were until one of the pumpkinheads stumbled forward, accidentally impaling another pumpkinhead through the back of his head.
"Baaaa~!!"
Sword dropped, the impaled pumpkinhead ran around in circles, frantically flailing his arms a moment before angrily shaking his fist as the impaler. Waster sighed and facepalmed. Things were going so well too...
"Aw, it's okay Waster~!" The Witch called out to him encouragingly. "You're all getting so much better~!" She giggled and waved to the pumpkinheads, and even the impaled one stopped to smile and wave back. Nevermind the sword sticking out of his head...
Knock! Knock!
Furrowing her brows at the urgent knock at the door leading to her room, The Witch turned and tilted her head curiously at it. "Come in~!"
Door swung open and in stepped Julia, one of The Witch's favored soldiers. Once plain, she owed quite a bit to The Witch after getting a makeover, because now she had a boyfriend! Julia was an average height, with pale purple hair (once a light blonde) gathered into a high ponytail and held by a red bow, and vibrant blue eyes (once hazel), almost too bright to look directly into. She was wearing the required uniform for a soldier of her station as well, which is to say, she wore a silver sequined leotard that had sheer red fabric pulled and gathered to her right hip, allowing some to fall over part of her leg. Along with that were matching white glovettes adorned with red bows, and white boots. Also with red bows.
Noting the look of urgency on her face, The Witch frowned. "Is something wrong Julia~?"
Nodding, the purple haired girl huffed. "Melody set a tree on fire with a mana wand!"
"Again~!?" The Witch was in disbelief with her exclamation. Groaning, she shook her head. This was the fifth time! "Why are you here then~?"
"We don't know what to do!"
Violets blinkety blinked. "What did you do the last four times~?"
"We had Joshe put the fire out!"
"Where's Joshe now~?"
"He's taking a nap!"
"Why don't you just wake him up and have him put this fire out too~?"
Julia beamed then. "Oh, that's a good idea Miss Elly!" She giggled and clapped. "Thank you! I'll get him now!" She bowed a little to The Witch before backing out of her room and ran off to find and wake Joshe.
The Witch's army needed a little work...
To put it quite simply, The Witch was exhausted.
Groaning, she slumped over her desk, frowning at the open text and papers strewn about. Between running her atelier, writing for the Oracle, the Pegasus racing, and the upcoming war, she just had entirely too much on her plate! "I don't think I can read any more about you today Zoshonell~" Whining, The Witch shut the book and stood up, taking a moment to yawn and stretch. If only she had time for a nap, but nope! She had to keep moving.
Readjusting the hat on her head she wandered towards a window and peeked out from within her atelier. A group of about fifteen pumpkinheads were assembled just outside, training with Waster the Pumpkinhead. He was a small guy, but he excelled at the use of the sword. Swinging his through the air, he called out his orders to the pumpkinheads behind them, all wielding a sword of their own. "Ba! Baba..Ba! Baba...Ba! Baba...Ba!"
The Witch watched the pumpkinheads proudly as they moved. Swing, thrust, parry... swing, thrust, parry... they all moved as one, fluid and graceful as water. Well, they were until one of the pumpkinheads stumbled forward, accidentally impaling another pumpkinhead through the back of his head.
"Baaaa~!!"
Sword dropped, the impaled pumpkinhead ran around in circles, frantically flailing his arms a moment before angrily shaking his fist as the impaler. Waster sighed and facepalmed. Things were going so well too...
"Aw, it's okay Waster~!" The Witch called out to him encouragingly. "You're all getting so much better~!" She giggled and waved to the pumpkinheads, and even the impaled one stopped to smile and wave back. Nevermind the sword sticking out of his head...
Knock! Knock!
Furrowing her brows at the urgent knock at the door leading to her room, The Witch turned and tilted her head curiously at it. "Come in~!"
Door swung open and in stepped Julia, one of The Witch's favored soldiers. Once plain, she owed quite a bit to The Witch after getting a makeover, because now she had a boyfriend! Julia was an average height, with pale purple hair (once a light blonde) gathered into a high ponytail and held by a red bow, and vibrant blue eyes (once hazel), almost too bright to look directly into. She was wearing the required uniform for a soldier of her station as well, which is to say, she wore a silver sequined leotard that had sheer red fabric pulled and gathered to her right hip, allowing some to fall over part of her leg. Along with that were matching white glovettes adorned with red bows, and white boots. Also with red bows.
Noting the look of urgency on her face, The Witch frowned. "Is something wrong Julia~?"
Nodding, the purple haired girl huffed. "Melody set a tree on fire with a mana wand!"
"Again~!?" The Witch was in disbelief with her exclamation. Groaning, she shook her head. This was the fifth time! "Why are you here then~?"
"We don't know what to do!"
Violets blinkety blinked. "What did you do the last four times~?"
"We had Joshe put the fire out!"
"Where's Joshe now~?"
"He's taking a nap!"
"Why don't you just wake him up and have him put this fire out too~?"
Julia beamed then. "Oh, that's a good idea Miss Elly!" She giggled and clapped. "Thank you! I'll get him now!" She bowed a little to The Witch before backing out of her room and ran off to find and wake Joshe.
The Witch's army needed a little work...