Reddoons

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"HIII !! YOOHOO!!! Ive got wares to sell !!!"

| Still not done arguing, she faces Redd once more | "And Anyway, I dont see why we can't share. Why do you need a specific earnings. I mean at this point if youre gonna steal half of my profit from MY fish I should start charging you rent or-"

- @thereallyrealsquiddo @redd-guy

< She was startled by a loud series of knocks at the door. She brushed herself off, before breathing in then out and smiling as she opened the door. >

“Squiddo? Hi! It’s been a while! Oh, and Reddoons.”

< Interesting pair. She stood there, watching them argue before cutting in. >

Hey— [He attempts to greet her, it being cut short by him looking at Squiddo again as she rambles. His ear flickers. He barely even listens to her, Jumper was in front of them.]

“Well, Rebecca’s quite shy and sensitive, so I’d like a fish that’s not too energetic. Don’t want to scare her.”

< She studied each fish’s behavior, comparing them to Rebecca and imagining how she’d respond. The first one was way too aggressive. Even if Rebecca wasn’t immediately scared, maybe she’d feel bad about not being as fast. The second fish swam anxiously through its bucket. No- Rebecca wouldn’t be able to deal with the added anxiety. The third fish swam in small circles, darting back and forth, alert and on edge. Too cautious, if Rebecca saw the fish acting anxious around her, she’d think it hated her. No, no not that one either. She looked at the fourth one, hoping she would like it. The fourth one was a small, calm fish. It had two wavy white stripes down its side, the water rippling as it slowly circled through the water.

‘That one.’

She pointed at the fourth one as she looked up at Red. >

There should be a fish like that in there, [He responds to Jumper with feign curiousity and continues staring at the fish alongside her as he waits, lightly rocking back and forth in boredom until the client speaks up again.

They let out a hum. Why did Squiddo even have him name the fish anyways?] Zebra. You know, the stripes. [He tries to sound as less awkward as possible, and picks up the bucket to hand it to Jumper.]

"Zebra?' | She raises an eyebrow, at least its better than the last name he came up with. | "Yes ! That one is quiet a good pick, he's a very big fan of bedtime stories, specifically rhyming ones, so please do keep that in mind if you get him."

< She took the bucket from Redd, looking down at the calm fish in the bucket. She nodded as Squiddo talked. >

“Rhyming stories…? I’m sure I can handle that.”

< More fish? That might be a little too much extra work… and anyways, she didn’t fully know if Zebra and Rebecca would get along, much less a third fish. >

“I… think I have enough for that. And fish food would be nice, I could use some more.”

< She watched the banter between them, wondering how in the world they even started to work together. She was slightly taken aback at Squiddo’s words. Who on Earth would even eat fish food?? > 

“Yeah, I wasn’t really planning on eating the fish food. Thanks for the warning, though I guess.”

< What were these flavors?? Cotton candy?? And what on Earth could “not cotton candy” be. Milk??? >

< She should probably get a few months worth. After all, how long would it probably be until she would have another opportunity to buy more fish food for her fish? >

< She seemed slightly taken aback by Squiddo’s confidence but whatever. >

“Uh- yeah, nothing wrong with a little curiosity…”

< She paused to listen, before sensing that it would probably go on for a lot longer if she didn’t step in. She cut her off, smiling. >

He hums in feign agreement and silently thanks Jumper for interrupting.]

“Other flavors?”

< ‘more expensive?’ She wanted her fish to be happy and it couldn’t be that much more expensive… She considered her options as she watched Squiddo dig through the bundle. ‘Apple…? Sure, why not.’ >

< She nodded before looking down at the new fish in her bucket and the food she planned to buy. >

“Yeah, that should be all.”

< Jumper turned on her heel and walked back into her house, coming back after a few minutes with the 45 diamonds. >

“This should be 45.”

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"YOOOOHOOO !!! MAPICC !!!!! I have stuff to sellll you !!!"

@thereallyrealsquiddo

@redd-guy

< Mapicc opened the door hesitantly scared he was gonna find another children on his doorstep. After seeing it was just Squiddo and Red, he sighed in relief. >

< He just stared at Squiddo with a done face after the “joke” she made. >

< He answered Redd and quickly looked at the four buckets of fish. He was staring at the slow one. He really liked it, it seems. >

“Hmm, yesyes Jackson is a fighter type but i feel like he would wanna get a buddy that’s opposite of fighter. So maybe that one?”

All of them sucked, were these even edible for the fish? Not that it mattered. Redd pulled out a couple bags of the food and stepped closer to the two of them, taking a glance at the fish Mapicc was interested in.]

“Awww! How cute bro! What a pretty name also…”

< Then he looked at the food packs Redd and Squiddo pulled out. Were they even healthy for the fish..? Maybe he will pass the food and just take the fish… >

“Uhh… you know… on a second thought… maybe i will pass on the food. I think, the fish is enough..! Yup!”

He decided to knock just in case.

“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.

@the-owlz

[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.

Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]

It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait

He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?

What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.

He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]

He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.

One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]

Instead he decided to pace around the room.

It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.

Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]

“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin

Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]

This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?

[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.

“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.

[He fidgets with his glasses, his expression not getting any more glad when Spepticle mentions Parrot.] I'm aware. He's been king for a while now. [Redd doesn't even try to hide the annoyance in his voice. Still, he can't hell but chuckle at the other's comment.]

He frowns, why didn’t Redd sound happy about that? Didn’t he like Parrot? It made sense with how he released everyone from their debts before.

Spepticle paused his pacing, unsure of what to say. He gives a thumbs up, before fidgeting nervously.

He was about to start pacing again when he noticed Redd walking up to him. The ghost raises an eyebrow in confusion as Redd attempts to pat his head. Spepticle giggles slightly as the hand went through him. It left a very weird sensation behind.

Ghosts aren't real—Redd drank his water in one swing—because then that would mean Spep came here on his own accord. He isn't sure how to feel about that.]

“Sure,” he nodded, looking at the other while struggling to contain his excitement.

It was decently big, full of a variety of yellow and orange flowers that were clearly well taken of. At the side of the house, there were a couple of gardening tools, and Spep could spot a small barn not so far away from them.

“Hmm,” He pretended to think for a while, though there was only one answer he could think off.

The kid was slightly transluscent, not that he hadn't noticed before, although it was more noticable under the sun, and he feels stupid the thought's back again. Worse, it might be true. He was too true.

Maybe he should've just ignored 'Spepticle', and it would eventually leave, and he wouldn't be stuck talking to a 'ghost'.]

He decided to knock just in case.

“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.

@the-owlz

[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.

Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]

It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait

He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?

What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.

He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]

He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.

One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]

Instead he decided to pace around the room.

It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.

Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]

“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin

Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]

This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?

[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.

“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.

[He fidgets with his glasses, his expression not getting any more glad when Spepticle mentions Parrot.] I'm aware. He's been king for a while now. [Redd doesn't even try to hide the annoyance in his voice. Still, he can't hell but chuckle at the other's comment.]

He frowns, why didn’t Redd sound happy about that? Didn’t he like Parrot? It made sense with how he released everyone from their debts before.

Spepticle paused his pacing, unsure of what to say. He gives a thumbs up, before fidgeting nervously.

He was about to start pacing again when he noticed Redd walking up to him. The ghost raises an eyebrow in confusion as Redd attempts to pat his head. Spepticle giggles slightly as the hand went through him. It left a very weird sensation behind.

Ghosts aren't real—Redd drank his water in one swing—because then that would mean Spep came here on his own accord. He isn't sure how to feel about that.]

“Sure,” he nodded, looking at the other while struggling to contain his excitement.

It was decently big, full of a variety of yellow and orange flowers that were clearly well taken of. At the side of the house, there were a couple of gardening tools, and Spep could spot a small barn not so far away from them.

“Hmm,” He pretended to think for a while, though there was only one answer he could think off.

Knock. Knock. Knock. KNOCKKNOCKNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCKITY KNOCK. . . . .. . KNOCK!

"YOOOOHOOO !!! MAPICC !!!!! I have stuff to sellll you !!!"

@thereallyrealsquiddo

@redd-guy

< Mapicc opened the door hesitantly scared he was gonna find another children on his doorstep. After seeing it was just Squiddo and Red, he sighed in relief. >

< He just stared at Squiddo with a done face after the “joke” she made. >

< He answered Redd and quickly looked at the four buckets of fish. He was staring at the slow one. He really liked it, it seems. >

“Hmm, yesyes Jackson is a fighter type but i feel like he would wanna get a buddy that’s opposite of fighter. So maybe that one?”

All of them sucked, were these even edible for the fish? Not that it mattered. Redd pulled out a couple bags of the food and stepped closer to the two of them, taking a glance at the fish Mapicc was interested in.]

“Awww! How cute bro! What a pretty name also…”

< Then he looked at the food packs Redd and Squiddo pulled out. Were they even healthy for the fish..? Maybe he will pass the food and just take the fish… >

“Uhh… you know… on a second thought… maybe i will pass on the food. I think, the fish is enough..! Yup!”

KNOCK KNOCK. .. . KNOCK... KNOCKNOCKNOCK KNOCKITY KNOCK KNCOK KNOCK

"HIII !! YOOHOO!!! Ive got wares to sell !!!"

| Still not done arguing, she faces Redd once more | "And Anyway, I dont see why we can't share. Why do you need a specific earnings. I mean at this point if youre gonna steal half of my profit from MY fish I should start charging you rent or-"

- @thereallyrealsquiddo @redd-guy

< She was startled by a loud series of knocks at the door. She brushed herself off, before breathing in then out and smiling as she opened the door. >

“Squiddo? Hi! It’s been a while! Oh, and Reddoons.”

< Interesting pair. She stood there, watching them argue before cutting in. >

Hey— [He attempts to greet her, it being cut short by him looking at Squiddo again as she rambles. His ear flickers. He barely even listens to her, Jumper was in front of them.]

“Well, Rebecca’s quite shy and sensitive, so I’d like a fish that’s not too energetic. Don’t want to scare her.”

< She studied each fish’s behavior, comparing them to Rebecca and imagining how she’d respond. The first one was way too aggressive. Even if Rebecca wasn’t immediately scared, maybe she’d feel bad about not being as fast. The second fish swam anxiously through its bucket. No- Rebecca wouldn’t be able to deal with the added anxiety. The third fish swam in small circles, darting back and forth, alert and on edge. Too cautious, if Rebecca saw the fish acting anxious around her, she’d think it hated her. No, no not that one either. She looked at the fourth one, hoping she would like it. The fourth one was a small, calm fish. It had two wavy white stripes down its side, the water rippling as it slowly circled through the water.

‘That one.’

She pointed at the fourth one as she looked up at Red. >

There should be a fish like that in there, [He responds to Jumper with feign curiousity and continues staring at the fish alongside her as he waits, lightly rocking back and forth in boredom until the client speaks up again.

They let out a hum. Why did Squiddo even have him name the fish anyways?] Zebra. You know, the stripes. [He tries to sound as less awkward as possible, and picks up the bucket to hand it to Jumper.]

"Zebra?' | She raises an eyebrow, at least its better than the last name he came up with. | "Yes ! That one is quiet a good pick, he's a very big fan of bedtime stories, specifically rhyming ones, so please do keep that in mind if you get him."

< She took the bucket from Redd, looking down at the calm fish in the bucket. She nodded as Squiddo talked. >

“Rhyming stories…? I’m sure I can handle that.”

< More fish? That might be a little too much extra work… and anyways, she didn’t fully know if Zebra and Rebecca would get along, much less a third fish. >

“I… think I have enough for that. And fish food would be nice, I could use some more.”

< She watched the banter between them, wondering how in the world they even started to work together. She was slightly taken aback at Squiddo’s words. Who on Earth would even eat fish food?? > 

“Yeah, I wasn’t really planning on eating the fish food. Thanks for the warning, though I guess.”

< What were these flavors?? Cotton candy?? And what on Earth could “not cotton candy” be. Milk??? >

< She should probably get a few months worth. After all, how long would it probably be until she would have another opportunity to buy more fish food for her fish? >

< She seemed slightly taken aback by Squiddo’s confidence but whatever. >

“Uh- yeah, nothing wrong with a little curiosity…”

< She paused to listen, before sensing that it would probably go on for a lot longer if she didn’t step in. She cut her off, smiling. >

He hums in feign agreement and silently thanks Jumper for interrupting.]

“Other flavors?”

< ‘more expensive?’ She wanted her fish to be happy and it couldn’t be that much more expensive… She considered her options as she watched Squiddo dig through the bundle. ‘Apple…? Sure, why not.’ >

Knock. Knock. Knock. KNOCKKNOCKNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCKITY KNOCK. . . . .. . KNOCK!

"YOOOOHOOO !!! MAPICC !!!!! I have stuff to sellll you !!!"

@thereallyrealsquiddo

@redd-guy

< Mapicc opened the door hesitantly scared he was gonna find another children on his doorstep. After seeing it was just Squiddo and Red, he sighed in relief. >

< He just stared at Squiddo with a done face after the “joke” she made. >

< He answered Redd and quickly looked at the four buckets of fish. He was staring at the slow one. He really liked it, it seems. >

“Hmm, yesyes Jackson is a fighter type but i feel like he would wanna get a buddy that’s opposite of fighter. So maybe that one?”

All of them sucked, were these even edible for the fish? Not that it mattered. Redd pulled out a couple bags of the food and stepped closer to the two of them, taking a glance at the fish Mapicc was interested in.]

KNOCK KNOCK. .. . KNOCK... KNOCKNOCKNOCK KNOCKITY KNOCK KNCOK KNOCK

"HIII !! YOOHOO!!! Ive got wares to sell !!!"

| Still not done arguing, she faces Redd once more | "And Anyway, I dont see why we can't share. Why do you need a specific earnings. I mean at this point if youre gonna steal half of my profit from MY fish I should start charging you rent or-"

- @thereallyrealsquiddo @redd-guy

< She was startled by a loud series of knocks at the door. She brushed herself off, before breathing in then out and smiling as she opened the door. >

“Squiddo? Hi! It’s been a while! Oh, and Reddoons.”

< Interesting pair. She stood there, watching them argue before cutting in. >

Hey— [He attempts to greet her, it being cut short by him looking at Squiddo again as she rambles. His ear flickers. He barely even listens to her, Jumper was in front of them.]

“Well, Rebecca’s quite shy and sensitive, so I’d like a fish that’s not too energetic. Don’t want to scare her.”

< She studied each fish’s behavior, comparing them to Rebecca and imagining how she’d respond. The first one was way too aggressive. Even if Rebecca wasn’t immediately scared, maybe she’d feel bad about not being as fast. The second fish swam anxiously through its bucket. No- Rebecca wouldn’t be able to deal with the added anxiety. The third fish swam in small circles, darting back and forth, alert and on edge. Too cautious, if Rebecca saw the fish acting anxious around her, she’d think it hated her. No, no not that one either. She looked at the fourth one, hoping she would like it. The fourth one was a small, calm fish. It had two wavy white stripes down its side, the water rippling as it slowly circled through the water.

‘That one.’

She pointed at the fourth one as she looked up at Red. >

There should be a fish like that in there, [He responds to Jumper with feign curiousity and continues staring at the fish alongside her as he waits, lightly rocking back and forth in boredom until the client speaks up again.

They let out a hum. Why did Squiddo even have him name the fish anyways?] Zebra. You know, the stripes. [He tries to sound as less awkward as possible, and picks up the bucket to hand it to Jumper.]

"Zebra?' | She raises an eyebrow, at least its better than the last name he came up with. | "Yes ! That one is quiet a good pick, he's a very big fan of bedtime stories, specifically rhyming ones, so please do keep that in mind if you get him."

< She took the bucket from Redd, looking down at the calm fish in the bucket. She nodded as Squiddo talked. >

“Rhyming stories…? I’m sure I can handle that.”

< More fish? That might be a little too much extra work… and anyways, she didn’t fully know if Zebra and Rebecca would get along, much less a third fish. >

“I… think I have enough for that. And fish food would be nice, I could use some more.”

< She watched the banter between them, wondering how in the world they even started to work together. She was slightly taken aback at Squiddo’s words. Who on Earth would even eat fish food?? > 

“Yeah, I wasn’t really planning on eating the fish food. Thanks for the warning, though I guess.”

< What were these flavors?? Cotton candy?? And what on Earth could “not cotton candy” be. Milk??? >

< She should probably get a few months worth. After all, how long would it probably be until she would have another opportunity to buy more fish food for her fish? >

< She seemed slightly taken aback by Squiddo’s confidence but whatever. >

“Uh- yeah, nothing wrong with a little curiosity…”

< She paused to listen, before sensing that it would probably go on for a lot longer if she didn’t step in. She cut her off, smiling. >

He hums in feign agreement and silently thanks Jumper for interrupting.]

Knock. Knock. Knock. KNOCKKNOCKNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCKITY KNOCK. . . . .. . KNOCK!

"YOOOOHOOO !!! MAPICC !!!!! I have stuff to sellll you !!!"

@thereallyrealsquiddo

@redd-guy

< Mapicc opened the door hesitantly scared he was gonna find another children on his doorstep. After seeing it was just Squiddo and Red, he sighed in relief. >

< He just stared at Squiddo with a done face after the “joke” she made. >

Knock. Knock. Knock. KNOCKKNOCKNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCKITY KNOCK. . . . .. . KNOCK!

"YOOOOHOOO !!! MAPICC !!!!! I have stuff to sellll you !!!"

@thereallyrealsquiddo

@redd-guy

< Mapicc opened the door hesitantly scared he was gonna find another children on his doorstep. After seeing it was just Squiddo and Red, he sighed in relief. >

"would you like some?" -her striped tail swished gently behind her-

@y3ll0wfl0w3r5

-She gently sets it down before taking out a fire charge to heat up the cauldron-

"would you like some?" -her striped tail swished gently behind her-

@y3ll0wfl0w3r5

-She gently sets it down before taking out a fire charge to heat up the cauldron-

"would you like some?" -her striped tail swished gently behind her-

@y3ll0wfl0w3r5

-She gently sets it down before taking out a fire charge to heat up the cauldron-

Alrighttt, I kinda need to make a serious post here as there's been a problem recently with some blogs butting into roleplays or crossing boundaries and interacting with others in ways that take away from their characters.

To put it simply, PLEASE do not join plotlines or make alterations to someone's character without permission. If someone has an ongoing story that you want to be involved in or you have a plot idea that could alter someone's character, please communicate that out of character and get permission before doing so, such as using tumblr dms.

Not only can it be awkward for the parties involved, but it can also be really frustrating when someone who shouldn't be involved ends up ruining another blog's plans.

This is part of why we have a discord server, as well. Being able to plan out plotlines and ask questions on a different platform before taking it to tumblr is something we all find convenient and also leads to less risk of problems like this.

Alrighttt, I kinda need to make a serious post here as there's been a problem recently with some blogs butting into roleplays or crossing boundaries and interacting with others in ways that take away from their characters.

To put it simply, PLEASE do not join plotlines or make alterations to someone's character without permission. If someone has an ongoing story that you want to be involved in or you have a plot idea that could alter someone's character, please communicate that out of character and get permission before doing so, such as using tumblr dms.

Not only can it be awkward for the parties involved, but it can also be really frustrating when someone who shouldn't be involved ends up ruining another blog's plans.

This is part of why we have a discord server, as well. Being able to plan out plotlines and ask questions on a different platform before taking it to tumblr is something we all find convenient and also leads to less risk of problems like this.