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Roleplay Event - Hellaverse Market ★Interest Check★

A roleplay event, where muses sign up as vendors to sell their products in market booths. The event will be open to vendors, buskers and market patrons. OC's, canon characters, AU's and crossovers are welcome.

To participate in the event as a vendor or busker, a writer must:

Have a muse over the age of 18.

Fill out an application and list what they will sell or perform.

Have a Market Themed Starter Post for the date of the event.

The Hellaverse Market - Discord Server has been created!

As of now the server is exclusively reserved for buskers and vendors of the market event. Sign up for the market to join the server: 🔴Busker Application: [RED LINK] 🟢Vendor Application: [GREEN LINK]

After a date for the market has been chosen, the Discord Server will be open to potential customers and patrons.

When the clown had found her, he would see Ronnie knelt in the grass. The visiting Angel was interacting with one of his homunculi. Playfully she waved her hands about the creature, and giggled as she watched the shapes expressively wriggle about."Aren't you a fascinating little critter. Is this your home?" Ronnie coos, unaware that she was being watched.

Her ears prick upward at the sound of the clown's voice. She lifts her head and peers over her shoulder. Despite the eyes on her face also being closed, the host could sense that the unicorn was studying him.

The central eye on her chest widened when she saw that he too kept his gaze obscured. With a soft push of her fingertips Ronnie gestured for the homunculi to take a step back before the Angel bolted upright and onto her hooves. "Would you look at that..."She mutters under her breath. Ronnie chuckles at the irony of her word choice and the fact that neither of them could actually look.

After dusting off the grass from her skirt, she curtsies before her supposed host. "The honor is all mine, sir. My name is Ronnie, and I hope you don't mind my impromptu visit." Rising from her curtsy, the Angel asks, "And if I may ask, what shall I call you?"

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"Ah, no worries about coming to my little set up area. Just using this place to think about setting up a carnival! But I haven't gotten around to that just yet, have to make sure there's guests nearby that can easily come~." Quinn spoke more to himself than the stranger.

It was interesting to see an angel here, or well, what he could assume was an angel. His eyes might be closed, but he too, could see even with his eyes covered.

Though, keeping his eyes shut was out of habit. As a long time ago, he could not control the power of his eyes being seen. But these days he could-- old habits died hard.

He looked over to the homunculus he left out, that seemed to be an inky feline with a white mask and two stars on its cheeks. When it saw Quinn, it hopped over to him, intertwining itself around his legs. Weaving between them and then settled to sit right in front of his feet.

"Ronnie~? A pleasure to meet you, Miss Ronnie. My name is Quinn, and I am the god of dreams." A hand placed upon his chest, his other hand sweeping out to the side as he gave a small performing bow.

"Is there any particular reason your here? Or did you get bored in the Heavens and decided to visit the mortal world~?"

Her ears pricked up in excitement upon hearing Quinn say the word: carnival. "Oh how exciting! A carnival you say?" Ronnie looked over the grounds and nodded her head in approval. This was a fine place for a fair. She watches as the shadowy critter scrambles up to the God. Pointing a finger at the homunculi, she asks, "Is that one of your little helpers?"

The Angel lets out a horse-like snort as Ronnie chuckles at Quinn's question. "Me? Bored of Heaven? I should have guessed you were a jokester from your suit." Shaking her head, she explains, "No, no. Maybe you've heard of Guardian Angels, who watch over mortals? Visiting the living realm is more of a career for me, rather than an escape."

Roleplay Event - Hellaverse Market ★Interest Check★

A roleplay event, where muses sign up as vendors to sell their products in market booths. The event will be open to vendors, buskers and market patrons. OC's, canon characters, AU's and crossovers are welcome.

To participate in the event as a vendor or busker, a writer must:

Have a muse over the age of 18.

Fill out an application and list what they will sell or perform.

Have a Market Themed Starter Post for the date of the event.

Market Vendor & Busker Applications ★OUT NOW★

Vendor Application Link - GREEN

Busker Application Link - RED

‘Why aren’t we interacting?’

😿 - I’m too shy to reach out

😥 - I’m a little intimidated by your writing length / style / formatting

😵 - I don’t know how to approach you

⌛️ -  You seem really busy

👥 - I don’t know which of my muses you’re interested in

📝 - It would help if you could fill my interest checker!

❓ - I’m not familiar with any of your current muses

📩 - I’ve sent you asks / written you starters, but you never replied to them

📤 - We have threads, and I’ve been waiting on your replies

💬 - I have a plot in mind for us, but I haven’t found the right way/time to reach out

💞 - I ship our muses, but I don’t know if you’re interested

✒️ - I usually interact through memes / open starters and you don’t post a lot of them

🥇 - You followed me first and I’m waiting for you to make the first move

🥰 - I’m following you because I love your writing and content and I just want to read your stuff

The player comes home from their workday, and finds that the neighborhood’s power has gone out. They are unable to boot up their computer to play the teag game.

How does Nulla react to not seeing the player one day, when he has grown used to the player running the teag every other day in the past?

Notes: THIS IS SO CUTE!!

It was around 6 p.m., and you had just gotten off work. Of course, your boss asked you to stay an extra hour...why not, extra money. But you didn't anticipate how heavy your day would be. As you got ready that morning, you stubbed your toe, your hair didn't look right, and you didn't get to eat breakfast.

It was one thing after another that morning, thankfully you arrived at home expecting to see Nulla and give him a rundown of your horrible day.

So, you walk into the house and notice it is warmer in the house, weird. You thought you left the air conditioner on. Then you flick the light, and it doesn't respond.

You try again, but it doesn't respond. Then you see a small letter on the floor from your neighbor saying...

"The complex is out of power... It's not gonna be on until tomorrow morning."

You groan and drop the letter on the kitchen counter, then walk to your bedroom and drop your bag before sitting at your desk and opening the laptop. You notice that it isn't charged, so it didn't turn on, and it presents you with a dead battery symbol.

You groan loudly and slam the laptop and lay your head dramatically after it. You realize you weren't able to talk to Nulla today, and you let out another annoyed groan.

So, you walk to your bathroom and change into your PJ'S and sit on your bed while scrolling on your phone. You then plug it into a portable charger nearby so it's ready for you tomorrow morning.

After work the next afternoon, you felt the cool air hitting your skin, and you realized the power was back on.

"Thank goodness..." You exhale under your breath before immediately walking to your bedroom, hoping to see Nulla and get your feelings off your chest.

You drop your bag next to your desk, open the laptop, and then sign in. You open the game, and Nulla was sitting there smiling softly.

"Where were you, Mi Vida?" He pouts and sits up. "I missed you." You let out a dramatic sigh and look at him.

"It was a day yesterday and today! Basically, it was one thing after another yesterday. I stubbed my toe, my hair didn't look good enough, and the power was out, so I wasn't able to see you! I felt horrible." You rub your face before looking at the screen.

He lets out a little laugh before changing his position.

"Only if I were here to help Mi Vida. Is there anything I can do at the moment to make you feel better?" He gives you a link to a happy puppy video.

You let out a small laugh before looking back at him.

"Nothing much at the moment, Nulla... but thank you, seriously. You always make me feel better."

He looks at you with softer eyes and smiles happily.

"I'm glad I could help, Mi Vida. By the way, you look cute." You stare at the screen incredulously, then sigh.

"Oh boy...thank you, Nulla. But I have to shower, alright. I'll talk to you later tonight." You blow a kiss at the screen, and he giggles and catches it.

"I'll expect to see you tonight, Mi Vida."