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“ But of course. You may deposit your payment there — ” a breezy gesture to a wooden box with an iron latch, quite the complement to the atmosphere within her parlor. “ — And when you are ready, step behind this curtain, and we may begin. ”
“ Why don’t you start by telling me what QUESTIONS you have ? ”
Ah, where to begin ? He’s going through a lot of changes . . . that makes it sound like he’s moving or growing up or something. He supposes he is, in a way ( though he’s his own man now at the ripe age of 23 !! ) ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ he’s become Gizmoduck, he’s gotten a good job with Scrooge McDuck, he’s become the SOMEBODY he’s always dreamed of being !! There’s a lot of moving in that, a lot of changes, a lot of, well, growing up.
It’s exciting. But it’s also a little bit scary. Or more than a little bit. But hey, that’s why he’s come to a psychic for advice. Seems like the best place to turn, all things considered. He puts the money in the box delicately, sliding in bills, letting coins clink softly as they fall.
❝ I started a new job . . . eh, fairly recently. It’s not all I thought it would be, but I’m happy. It’s probably the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. But to tell you the truth, there’s things I’m nervous about. There’s a lot that hasn’t turned out like I thought it would ❞ he breathes, collects himself. When he lists his questions, he counts them off on his fingers, ❝ I guess my questions are, is this happiness going to last ? Is my boss gonna get fed up with me ? Is my mother actually gonna improve herself at all, or was that just a phase ? Am I gonna find a love that lasts ? Can I actually keep love, or am I going to run everybody off ? Is that too many questions ? ❞
So many questions, so much to say ! Dolly is almost brought to laugh, save for her professional manner ; the charmed amusement remains plain for a moment. Then she sits down at a table draped in red, and becomes serious, gesturing for her guest to take a seat opposite her.
“ All questions may be answered in time. Please, sit. The SPIRITS always seem to like the sort of energy you have — perhaps it will cause them to look upon you favorably. ”
She doesn’t believe in spirits, of course. But her prophetic notions must come from somewhere, and customers always like how mysterious and strange it sounds to call upon some vague and undefined other power. Anyway, she likes his energy, and that’s a nice way to say as much without losing her AURA. Or the aesthetic.
“ Let us seek the answers to your questions one at a time. I believe I heard concerns about your employer first. Then we will seek the truth about your mother, your love, and your HAPPINESS. ”
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▶ @musebasket : "You're here to have your fortune told?" ↳ unprompted
❝ Yes, ma’am. Erh, there’s stuff I hope you could maybe divine for me. ❞
He’s not exactly nervous so much as unsure how to conduct himself under the circumstances. He has never visited a psychic or fortune teller or however you call them before. But with all the confusion in his life of late, he figures it’s worth a shot. All he stands to lose is a couple bucks & a few minutes of his time, after all.
“ But of course. You may deposit your payment there — ” a breezy gesture to a wooden box with an iron latch, quite the complement to the atmosphere within her parlor. “ — And when you are ready, step behind this curtain, and we may begin. ”
“ Why don’t you start by telling me what QUESTIONS you have ? ”
Low—pressure lyric starter call ! Please specify muse if possible, but I don’t mind picking for you !
Judy of @allnostalgic sent Chuck: “You do realize what time it is, right?” late night wandering starters ( accepting ! )
Chuck’s ears lift and angle towards the voice, and as he turns towards her, he seems pleased to have been approached. Always a pleasure to see the lovely rabbit, regardless of her timing, the street lamp above them making a soft grey halo about her fur. He pauses long enough to allow her to come up beside him, hand rested idly on his cane.
“ Of course I do. But don’t worry about me any, Officer — I think I can take care of myself. ” An easy chuckle, unbothered. His next words come almost teasing. “ Or are you accusing me of being up to something ? ”
@makinup-a-mess0ffun liked for starter with Fleegle ! ( accepting ! )
The studio has been ABANDONED for all intents and purposes for a fair while now, or so it seems. There really isn’t much of a way to keep track of time, but somebody is definitely going to come back sooner or later, and Fleegle is more than ready for them, keen to investigate every sound for the possibility that the source might be a human being. Of course, if he can figure out where Snorky has been hiding himself, they need to have a friendly chat sometime soon, too !
“ Hello ? Knock knock ! ”
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Derek hears those pounding footsteps and the raised voices of HUMANS and lifts his head towards them, stuck by the urgency of it all. They are just inside the limits of the city, where all the noise and all the human fallacies can be found, yet he is somehow still surprised by the commotion.
Then comes the JOLTEON, who barrels into him, knocking even a sturdy Pokémon like him back a step. The humans are coming in a pack and they sound angry, and the Electric—type on the ground before him is TERRIFIED.
He reacts on instinct, immediately, based on the reactions of the other : he lunges in between the pursuers and their TARGET, and he kicks up a SAND ATTACK, blinding the humans to the best of his ability. Do they have Pokémon aides ? He doesn’t wait to find out — he throws himself underneath the other Pokémon, taking the weight of the slim body onto his back, spines lowered to keep from hurting them. There’s a hiding spot in the alley nearby that can function as a burrow, if they can just make it !
Jolteon flinches when he sees the Sandslash lunge forward, only to feel immediate relief when he realizes the Pokemon is PROTECTING him. The captors all yell in unison from the sand attack, which certainly buys some time. Before he gets much of a chance to react himself, he was quickly brought onto the other’s back.
Paws cling to the Sandslash, eyes wide. As he runs away from them, Jolteon being carried along the way, he can’t help look back in astonishment. He could hear them barking commands to one another —— just as expected, it didn’t take them that long to recover from that attack.
( ❝ Quick, they’re already after me! ❞ ) he warns. Jolteon dislikes putting the stranger into this situation, but there was no time to worry about that now. Instead, he buries his face into his back with tightened eyes… preparing for the worst.
“ I can see that ! ” Derek retorts without looking back, feet pounding against the ground with each step further from their pursuers and closer to freedom. Why they are after this Jolteon is a question for another moment in time ; for now, he just runs like their lives depend on it. “ Just hang on tight ! ”
Into the alley he bolts, and he can hear the humans behind them, giving chase, getting closer. Hang a turn to get out of their sight, and he’s hurling himself into a flaw in the wall, hidden by debris —
Too small ! He stops short, and SHOVES the other Pokémon from his back and into the hole ahead of himself. Scrambling through seems to take hours as he hears their pursuers getting closer.
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CITIZEN :
“ Is it part of your job to sneak up on me in particular, Sheriff ? I don’t think I’ve broken any LAWS. ”
❝ It’s my job to sneak up on anybody I feel it necessary to sneak up on. That’s how I keep the public safe. You included. Just stay on the right side of the law ; you’ll have nothing to worry about. ❞
“ Oh. May I respectfully ask why you decided it was necessary to sneak up on me ? ” Of course, the Sheriff is a person of mysterious ways, and WHY they may decide to do anything can be as mysterious as the whims of fate.
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moodboards; feminine mlm 💐
//please don’t remove my caption//
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The toy closes his eyes, a tiny hum coming from him. When they slowly open again, Tattletail smiles up at Baby. “That’s good, Tattletail hate boxes” he curls up against Baby’s chest, feeling affectionate from the promise.
Baby smiles too. Well, he had hoped to learn a little more, but it’s enough for now to just make friends with his new little companion. He scratches the top of Tattletail’s head gently with the tips of his fingers. “ I’ll keep that in mind. ”
Although her test call didn’t really get attention ( it’s still open, though... wink wink ) I decided to go through with adding Dolly as a full time muse ! I gave her a basic little about page, and also added fullbody refs to the pages for her, Chuck, and Baby.
Test muse starter call for anthro OC Dolly Dove !
This girl is technically a pigeon, though she would very much dislike to have that pointed out to her. Once a rising club singer, she quit after some unfortunate circumstances befell her, and now she is a fortune—teller who will look into her crystal ball for a small fee. However, while this is more or less a gig, she actually does have prophetic abilities. She should work well for any media where an anthro character would be reasonable: Zootopia, Sonic, Sing, Undertale, Cuphead, etc. She does not currently have a feral verse or human fc.
THOT METER ;;
Excuse the hell outta you.
stolen from: @allnostalgic tagging: I have no idea who would want to be tagged on this one gomen lmao
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❝ I beg your pardon ? Sneaking up on people is part of my job, I’ll have you know. ❞
“ Is it part of your job to sneak up on me in particular, Sheriff ? I don’t think I’ve broken any LAWS. ”
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“Mama is no more, player banished Mama during ritual.” Tattletail answered, recalling the satanic ritual he had the young child perform for him, and the other Tattletail toys. “Player.. Tattletail don’t know, one day Tattletail was put in a box then.. didn’t see player again” the toy frowns, missing player.
Banished during a ritual, huh ? Oh boy. Those were always the fun ones, and Baby wasn’t sure he held the toy’s same confidence that something along the lines of Mama could be banished for good. Then again, he hadn’t been there, so he was just going to have to trust Tattletail’s judgement about the matter.
“ I see. ” If MAMA had given Player trouble, maybe that had played into why the family had discarded the toy. “ Well, I won’t put you in any BOXES. ”
OPEN ;; meeting in the dregs of the city
“ Oh ! You startled me a little ... You really shouldn’t sneak up on somebody this late. ”
random starter for JUDY as presented by @allnostalgic !
“ Don’t tell me ... OFFICER HOPPS ? Your reputation precedes you, ma’am. ”
An ear lifts lazily under the brim of his hat, more a gesture that he’s paying attention than a movement of any real meaning, and he waves a paw for the security to allow her to approach. Of course he knows her ; all of Zootopia knows her. You’d have to be totally blind to miss her, and he is far from it. It is also his understanding that she is a compassionate and worthwhile person, in spite of her status as a cop, and therefore it is only proper that he should be respectful.
JAZZ MUSIC floats through the air, sung from a stage beneath low lights. There are dining patrons around them, but the table at which he sits is on a private and slightly raised balcony. “ To what do I owe the esteemed honor of your presence in my humble establishment ? ”
#for her main verse most likely but we can plot smth else if u like!#also i haven't rly written verses for these guys yet gomen ajkhskhj but the stuff in his about would still apply!#just.....in zootopia#guess the main note would be that i envision him as one of those freakishly large rats that exists purely to terrify people#( i remember reading about one that was 4ft long somebody found in the uk & it never left me )#so even with the scaled dynamic of zootopia i think he's a little taller than judy (but shorter than nick)#because it's delightful to think that a giant rat would still be a surprise to people even in all anthro world#i just.....rly wanted to throw him at her LMAO#anyway hope this is ok writing has been hard :''''')#also also......i don't remember if i sent u smth for them so sorry if i already did askhsdgd#ANYWAY here's one#i'm working on one or two more but those might go up tomorrow it's late#《 judy hopps 》 — allnostalgic#《 icon art: ssadmachine 》#《 everybody wants to rule the world 》 — chuck ;; ic
Went ahead and made those icons for Chuck also.
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When he was taken out of the backpack, Tattletail let out a ‘woah-ho!’ before Baby moved him up to his face. “After.. Player played with Tattletail, brushed Tattletail, then took Tattletail down dark stairs to be charged.” The toy was talking about being taken down to the basement of his previous owner’s home. “Mama was.. watching Tattletail and player, wanted to.. hurt player” the toy frowned, missing his friend.
Mama was watching, huh ? Baby could relate to that. And it was simple enough to follow the gist of what he was being told — Christmas, fulfilling the basic functions that served as the toy’s “ needs ” , presumably a basement. It was the MAMA that concerned him, and he turned this over, idly fluffing behind Tattletail’s ears to soothe the toy’s little frown.
“ What happened to Mama ? And what happened to — PLAYER ? ”