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National Pet Day (At the Society of Arcane Science)

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Helen Jekyll

Helen Jekyll

@dr_helen_jekyll a year ago

((Hello everyone! :D Today is unofficially National Pet Day, a holiday which was apparently founded in 2006 (I checked). Since Society is, quite unfortunately, over a century away from this date of origin, they can't exactly celebrate NPD (unless of course some of those who came from more modern times remember it and speak up), but I'd still like to see all the various strange and wonderful animals the Society contains.

So! Everyone who has a character with a pet, please feel free to have them interacting in a thread, and if your character doesn't have a pet, then you can simply have them meet with those who do. ^-^

I'm hoping this will provide a relief from some of the more emotional plot lines that have been going on of late, and it's been some time since we've had a massive group roleplay for fun, so with luck this'll be nice. XD

Best of luck writing!))

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Tairais • a year ago

The two of them didn't keep pets in any traditional sense, nor even the traditional exotic sense. After all, few could confess to keeping a mostly-sentient teakettle or a pair of mechanical dragons, each of which were brought to life in their own arcane way.

Really, they were probably the only ones that could boast as such- especially where Richard was concerned.

Charricthran had brought Svanixeu and Mitne to Richard's workshop in the society to re-calibrate their wing joints after a bout of their roughhousing had gotten out of hand. Once the work was done, the two troublemakers had immediately looked for Gerard to give their regards to him.

Richard had quickly become preoccupied with keeping half-projects from turning into collateral, in addition to making sure that Gerard didn't become a million porcelain pieces on the floor.

Again.

Charricthran was being thoroughly unhelpful, cackling at the chaos unfolding. Shrill whistles and gleeful chirps alike filled the air, the three 'pets' having a thoroughly good time.

"How' somethin' with no legs manage ta be so agile, then?"

"Charricthran, I have very little idea, but if you could be so kind as to move those samples before they become to the ground? They will react violently!"

Richard's voice carried down the hall on the coattails of another fit of Charricthran's laughter, out his open door.

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

As Ez walked down the hallway, arms full of books from the library -- he'd never seen so many strange and wonderful volumes in his life -- he heard laughter echoing down the hall from Richard's quarters. He frowned.

After being in there once, he had gathered that it wasn't exactly the place that would house laughter. It was an inventing studio, wasn't it?

He decided to investigate.

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

Peering past the slightly open door revealed an.. interesting sight, to say the least.

Draped across the couch in front of the large window in the room with his legs over one of the arms was Charricthran, the odd fellow that had greeted Ez in conjunction with Richard before waltzing off into the night.

Richard himself looked a strange mix between amused, irritated, exasperated, and concerned. Given the man's typical and faintly aloof reservation, it was almost jarring to see so much emotion expressed on his face at once. He had one handful of papers and was balancing several chunks of blue crystal, clear quartz, and a few bits of scrap metal in the opposite arm.

Running amok around the table, chairs, and general clutter of his room was a trio of odd creatures: two metallic... things that were approximately dragon-shaped, one gold and one silver, and an ornate porcelain teakettle with a red stone embedded into the lid, all of which ran, leaped, and ducked under the furniture of their own accord. For all intents and purposes, they acted as a litter of pups might, climbing over top playmate and obstacle alike in what appeared to be a very intense game of tag.

After nearly falling over trying to rescue a pile of papers on one of his shelves as the golden crashed into it and used it as a springboard, Richard finally broke into laughter of his own, the sound like shattering crystal in its harsh, but oddly melodic suddenness.

"'Tis of little use- I had not anticipated being set upon by little terrors!"

As if in protest, the silver dragon leaped from the ground to crash onto Richard's shoulders, causing him to stagger, and both him and Charricthran to being laughing anew.

Richard shook the dragon off and playfully wagged a finger towards Charricthran.

"I thought you had raised them better than this! That should teach me to never make you what you ask for, yes?"

Charricthran cackled with the sound of a dozen mocking ravens, though there was no such mocking in his voice as he spoke.

"Oi! I raised 'em jus' fine, thank ya. 'S not my fault that your Gerard's a teakettle straight on the lam, ent it?"

"On the- where do you even find those words?"

Said teakettle had, against all likely odds, managed to clamber to the top of one of the bookcases and jump on top of the golden dragon. The pair of them proceeded to lead a merry chase after the silver dragon, a trio of delighted chirping and whistling filling the air once more.

Charricthran and Richard couldn't help but continue to laugh, so odd was the sight.

(( I have pictures!

Svanixeu, the golden dragon.

https://uploads.disquscdn.com/images/4550da9a3148894351d004f474b61ee53b869b7056f9d4087eba8b31750042e9.png?w=600&h=350

Mitne, the silver dragon.

https://uploads.disquscdn.com/images/d94e3b3632f1a9372af2e240921b7222634d4a0fbb82ab264c416793a2cd90d2.png?w=600&h=350

https://uploads.disquscdn.com/images/3fd77315f8a5b54d0062e46b73ead00fb9280a713baff51cc4ac78f17ae42b8b.jpg?w=600&h=515

And finally, though he doesn't have the glass-like ruby embedded into the lid, a rough image of what Gerard the semi-sentient teakettle looks like, if the body of the kettle were porcelain and not metal. ))

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

((ezekiel.exe has stopped working. Close the program?)) Ez peered through the slightly open door.

Considering what he had seen at the Society so far, the sight shouldn't have shocked him.

But the teakettle was still surprising, to say the least.

The two dragons, on the other hand, fascinated him. "Woah," he breathed.

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

(( XDX Sorry, buddy! Is rebooting an option? ))

Charricthran did something resembling half a sit-up to find the source of the scarcely-there voice. Upon seeing Ezekiel, he flashed a wry smile and a wave.

"Heya kid- Ezekiel, yeah? Sorry for the noise. You're welcome ta pop in an' say hello if ya like, though!"

Richard likely would have called out a greeting of his own had Gerard not leaped into his hands and both dragons bumped into the back of his legs. All things considered, he fell to the floor with a surprisingly light 'thud', but he fell nonetheless.

"You alright, Ricky-boy?"

"I am practically perfect in every way, Charricthran." Came the dryly amused reply.

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

He looked into the room inquisitively for a second before looking back at Charricthran. "S-sorry for eavesdropping on your... work?" he apologized.

He opened the door a little more, then stepped into the workshop.

"What are these?" Ez asked, gesturing at the two dragons and the teakettle currently piled on top of Richard.

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

"Not so much work 's maintenance! Svanixeu an' Mitne were rough-housin' a bit much an' got some o' their joints outta alignment. Happens atimes, same as any other joints, see? An' they're clockwork dragons an' a teakettle, respectively."

"Oh? I had thought them metal paperweights. They certainly seem to be doing their job well of keeping me down."

(The two dragons had decidedly pleased expressions written in their bright eyes, and even the teakettle managed an air of smug triumph. Somehow.)

Charricthran chuckled and swung his legs off the arm the couch, leaning on his elbow instead.

"Fancy gettin' up anytime soon, Richard?"

"Not as such. I find myself remarkably comfortable, despite the circumstance."

Charricthran's grin grew wider as Richard's dry tone curled with the edges of a smile. As if in response, the dragons flopped onto their stomachs and spread their fan-like wings, chirping almost cheerfully. The teakettle gave a little hop and a short piping sound, pivoting to.. 'face' Ezekiel, spout-first.

As the teakettle made a raspy whistling sound like someone drawing in a great lungful of air, Charricthran made a tutting sound.

"Nup, Gerard, don'tcha dare- same goes for you two!" He said with a pointed look towards Svanixeu and Mitne, who sniffed with catlike disdain.

Richard waved a hand from the floor almost lazily.

"Kindly refrain from accosting our friend Ezekiel, yes? He is of no threat to your oh-so-powerful might, o' great dragons and mighty Gerard."

The two dragons' heads swiveled to look down at Richard's face in unison, sticking out forked tongues with an almost human display of jovial mockery. The teakettle made its own sort of chirping sound before bounding off into one of the rooms adjacent to the main living area.

The dragons settled back down, and Richard glanced towards Ezekiel with mirth in his eyes.

Charricthran, of course, had reverted back to snickering up a storm and generally being unhelpful.

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

((Also I got around to reading Richard’s page on the wikia page... he seemed innocent enough to me before that. 0_0))

Ez smiled, still in awe of the inventions.

“So...” he said, turning to Charricthran. “I believe we weren’t exactly introduced the other day. Sorry about that... I wasn’t in the best frame of mind at the time.”

He set his stack of books down by the door, then leaned down to touch the silver dragon.

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

(( PFT I knew I should've warned you off that. Ah, well. At least he's good at his masks!...? XD ))

Charricthran stopped snickering and waved a hand, the picture of laid-back joviality.

"No worries, kid. I'm a bit much personality-wise most o' the time- 's why I let Ricky-boy handle the greetin' usually, see?"

"You say that as if you do not try to interject your witty commentary into every sentence of mine in the moments before your departing." Interjected Richard.

"Who's doin' the interjectin' now, though, yeah?"

The two of them snickered again, well in high spirits, and Richard sat up to watch Mitne's interaction with Ezekiel.

The silver dragon sniffed the outstretched hand with curiosity, then allowed Ezekiel to pat her on the head with the general impression that this was a great favor she was bestowing on a guest.

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

He stretched out his arms to the creature, as if asking its permission to hold it.

“They’re amazing!” he exclaimed, looking up. “How did you make them?”

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

Mitne gave Ezekiel's outstretched arms a dubious look, then glanced to Charricthran as if asking his permission. Regardless of whether or not he'd granted it, Mitne lightly jumped into his arms, settling as an oddly smooth, slightly cool to the touch cat

Charricthran gave a lazy shrug.

"'S pretty much jus' sculptures tha' Ricky-boy made able ta move all clockwork-like, combined with my particular area o' expertise ta give them a bite o' willpower. Nothin' terribly fancy-like."

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

((Oops I'm stuck as to what I can write)) Still smiling, he ran his hand down Mitne's back in a petting motion.

"And what would your particular area of expertise be?" Ez asked. "Since you're at the Society often, you must study something here?"

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

(( Happens sometimes, no worries! ))

Mitne arched into the attention with a happy purring sound that sounded like the rapid ticking of turning gears.

"Technically speakin', I don'. Live here, tha' is- ain't on the register or anythin' proper-like."

Charricthran grinned as Richard finally got to his feet with a chuckle.

"I believe what my friend is not so obviously saying is that he is what is called in his tongue as a 'freeloader'."

"Oi! Tha' ain't true- I help ya with your work 'round the shop, yeah? At any rate, I'm more o' a scholar o' the world or whatever people call it these days. No specific area o' study, me."

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

"A very respectable area of study," he laughed, still petting Mitne.

((Eughh sorry for really short replies I'm on creative block))

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

(( No worries- I can just write like, a post saying 'they made small talk until Ezekiel took his leave' if you'd like? ))

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

((Ok, thank you! I’m short on time too so I’d be replying late. :D))

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

((Also, who is the vampire friend Richard mentioned when Ez came to the Society for the first time? Just asking))

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

(( A fellow by the name of Hannibal Lecter ^^ ))

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Pyrogue  Tairais • a year ago

((oh))

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

(( Yup. Its complicated? ))

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Tairais  Pyrogue • a year ago

On the subject of study, Richard launched into a far more technical explanation of the intricacies of the two dragons, and that he wasn't entirely certain how Gerard had been made.

Once each of their curiosities had been satisfied and a polite amount of made, Ezekiel took his leave. Mitne seemed upset to lose the constant stream of attention until Charricthran picked her up and took over the job.

The whole of the Society seemed to be calm today. It was a sorely needed change of pace.

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Helen Jekyll • a year ago

Hela wanted more than ever to simply lock herself within her room and never emerge again, thanks to the ever-growing list of mishaps that seemed to befall her every time she stepped foot past its threshold (it was never a good sign when one lost count of the number of times they brushed against death).

Despite all this, she still found herself leaving the safety of the locked door, a warm ball of black fur cradled in her arms.

It turned out her care for the little rabbit Lepus and her wish to keep him happy outweighed any fear she might have for her own well-being.

Soon the two of them were enjoying the luscious greenery of the Society's garden in relative peace.

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Catt Hatter • a year ago

Catt was in the garden playing with Eddie6, her pet cat, and Marbles, her interdimensional lamb. Thankfully, Marbles had decided he wasn't in the mood to go popping in and out of existence today, and instead was play wrestling with Eddie.

Catt smiled as she watched them.

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MillieGriffin • a year ago

Millie was having some nice quiet her-time with her rainbow rabbit in the garden. So much had happened the last few days she needed this. As she laid under the branches of one of her fruit trees, stroking the color changing rabbit's back while he was curled up in her lap, she started to daydream about going to a dessert island turning it into a completely unique ecosystem, a little while later her eyeslids grew heavy and she drifted into a kip. Realising that there was going to be no more pats while the girl was asleep the board rabbit got off her lap and a wondered off eating fallen fruits and grass as it casually hopped away.

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Mz.Hyde Mod • a year ago

* Mz. Hyde spent the day lazily lounging and playing with all of her cats and the mini-Bill Ciphers in her room. Of course, playing with so many critters is bound to lead to trouble!*

AH! Henry the 8th, my hair is not a toy! GAH! STOP!

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