#luckythieved

YES!!!! we all need to appreciate groose. he took that “chosen one” bullshit to the face and said “I’m gonna help whether or not destiny said I could.”

“Wait! Yew gotta pony tail, yew got pony tail, even yOU gOT PONY TAIL!”

“AH HAV PONY TAIL! ANY MO’ PONYTAIL?”

“meow.”

@luckythieved​ asked: "Oi! Listen, you jerks!" Spits the young boy, fighting against one of the taller men who was now twisting the back of his arm. "Ow, let go of me! Dummy, I didn't steal from any of ya! Don't you have anything better to do?!" The argument can be heard within earshot just outside of Valentine, in the shade of a tree where his bullies had hoped no one could spy them. Of course, it isn't much help to have their victim yelling cuss words which way and then.

random asks -- always accepting

    Valentine had its fair share of drama.

    It didn’t seem like it would, all mud and livestock, but if there wasn’t some drunk shoving someone down the stairs from the local saloon, it was some O’Driscoll sneering at him from some street corner. It was like every other damn town. So, it wasn’t all that much of a SURPRISE that Arthur heard some sort of commotion from where he was riding in from the trail, looking to pass through and up into the mountains to do some hunting. Yet, that didn’t mean his CURIOSITY wasn’t caught at the yelling. However, he was expecting to see some poor fool being cornered by the two men, not the child that was struggling in their hold.

    It had his expression tightening in CONFUSION, and, much as he liked to pretend that he didn’t care much about the goings on around him, he found himself dismounting from Vik once he was close enough.

“...???”

“ dororo. “ he says his name so casually. he knows it well. it is perhaps one of his most known words. the one that is the brightest, the warmest ( besides mama, if one were to really question him ). every time, he says it as though it is the most important thing in the world. “ smell something. “

he has stopped in the middle of the road, distracted by a scent. something strong; fish, definitely. but there was something else, too. though his sight has not yet returned, his smell was enough to lead him down the brook and away from that child companion of his. he kneels by the water, and feels around for something. for the source of that scent, of course. that musty, dirty scent that also carried with it that rank stench of wet unwashed fur.

he, of course, had smelled out a cat. a brown one that carried in its mouth a fish that had met an unlucky demise. the cat stares at hyakkimaru intently, and while he is staring right back at it, he cannot help but want dororo to come see. and so, he turns back - kneeling, of course - and spots that small silver aura up the small hill back on the road,

and for once, his brow is mildly arched, eyes slightly wide, as though he were making a grand discovery for the very first time.

sky’s voice is so soft and gentle and that i feel is incredibly well suited to his personality in Skyward Sword … I can’t believe –

PACING AND DECIDING WHEN SOMETHING HAS OVERSTAYED IS WELCOME IS VERY IMPORTANT. Also I recommend that you have an end-goal in mind and have already planned out the steps to get to it. I did this when hosting my event in 2018

I MEAN YEAH I HAVE ALL THAT STUFF PLANNED OUT, I HAVE AN INTRO READY, I HAVE A THING IN MIND FOR WHAT MY ANTAGONIST’S PLAN IS, AND WHAT THE ENDING OF THE EVENT IS GOING TO BE.