Cupid's Arrow
A Game!
Cooperative
02-03-2022, 11:06 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-08-2022, 03:15 AM by Shelby. Edited 5 times in total.)
Yes, there would be time before the tournament itself. Víðarr caught his sister's grin, and her elbow-- usch come on now. He grumbled to himself, but it was all in good fun. With a glimmering gaze, he was taking in absolutely everything. Gods it was wild. Absolutely fucking wild. That, and he loved every minute of it. It was the same wild feeling that had grown in his chest. Ah yes, wild and wonderful. As the valkyrie took off in the direction of her chosen game, he was hot on her heels. Darts. She threw first, but Víðarr didn't even take the time to see if she'd made the shot. He was way too excited. Carefully, he picked up one of the darts, making sure to keep the pointed end facing outwards. Wouldn't want to inadvertently stab himself, right? With a careful gaze, Víðarr fixed on one of the balloons, pulled back, and let the shot of his own fly. A laugh resonated in his throat as he did-- brassy, deep. This was good fun. Good fucking fun after all. VÍÐARR Ragnarök awaits. |
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.
He hands you a coupon for a companion matchmaking service.
Companion’s Sweetheart: allow the matchmaker to find a perfect match for one of your companions! A bonded pair of companions allows you a third companion slot as long as it is the same species as one of your existing companions.
Staff: Used here
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Víðarr has two Karelian bear dogs and a white morph tawny owl. Assume they're within calling distance unless otherwise stated.
Víðarr speaks with a dense Swedish accent.