Dante's Delectable Diary
Sept 3, 2023 9:56:30 GMT -5
Post by Delta on Sept 3, 2023 9:56:30 GMT -5
9/2/2023 "Late Night At The Market"
"Dear Diary,
Today I met a hot guy who wanted to hire me. He's totally into me, but he does this weird thing with his face where he turns still as a statue. I've been trying to practice it ever since though I don't know what use it will be for me in the future. You can never have enough odd tricks and skills. He wants to hire me for... something? He didn't tell me, and he was very sudden to leave. Must be a control thing; that's fine though. It's not the first man I've met that's wanted to flaunt their dominance. At least he's handsome enough to pull it off. I'm sure if he wants the use of my talents we will meet again."
9/8/2023 "Dante's Delve"
"Dear Diary,
I finally got my mother's jewelry from the wreckage though I had neglected my new friend in that pursuit. I hope she's alright the poor thing. She was a wooden creature, a tree spirit in the form of a lovely young lady with a saccharine demeanor and a penchant for charity. Under normal circumstances I might feel a pang of guilt for leaving her unconscious body behind after she smashed that boulder over my house, but my quest had maddened me so, and I'd sooner face her disappointment than my mother's wrath. She's one of those old school Fellblood mothers with a penchant for throwing things at people when they cross her. She'd probably tell Vulcadreaus to go pound sand before spitting in his eye should she ever get such a terrifying opportunity.
I do hope I cross paths with her. I should at least show her a good time. Maybe a cruise? I wonder how a tree spirit might feel out at sea. A gift also sounds like it should be in order; I was going to get her some of the leftover potting soil down in the basement, but by the time I came back to look for her she had disappeared. I'm sure she's fine."
9/10/2023 "Let's Brighten the Mood!"
"Dear Diary,
Well, what can I say? I met a corpse that helped me throw a party. Let me back up a bit: I was going about the task of helping my mother around the house when I saw the guards getting antsy. We've already had enough to deal with, and the last thing I wanted was an incident happening just outside my home. As it turned out, there was an undead gentleman that looked like he belonged amongst the mindless throng of a necromancer than ambling down the street. I suppose I'm being callous; they were in fact a charming young... okay maybe not young... man who simply wanted to help. I figured I'd assist him along his way to acceptance and get some help for my trouble.
We were able to throw a spectacular party. It was a bit rough around the edges given the circumstances, but a lovely time nonetheless. I had an emotionally moving dance that captured the hearts of everyone and really boosted morale. Rosen, the undead gentleman, seemed to busy himself with his music which given his macabre appearance served to be a rather haunting yet beautiful piece. I of course offered him advice in interacting with the living. He has roses growing from his flesh which he could work to his advantage if he dresses the part. Perhaps I'll get him a tailor the next time I see him.
It's the least I can do for his assistance in making mother happy."
"Dear Diary,
Today I met a hot guy who wanted to hire me. He's totally into me, but he does this weird thing with his face where he turns still as a statue. I've been trying to practice it ever since though I don't know what use it will be for me in the future. You can never have enough odd tricks and skills. He wants to hire me for... something? He didn't tell me, and he was very sudden to leave. Must be a control thing; that's fine though. It's not the first man I've met that's wanted to flaunt their dominance. At least he's handsome enough to pull it off. I'm sure if he wants the use of my talents we will meet again."
9/8/2023 "Dante's Delve"
"Dear Diary,
I finally got my mother's jewelry from the wreckage though I had neglected my new friend in that pursuit. I hope she's alright the poor thing. She was a wooden creature, a tree spirit in the form of a lovely young lady with a saccharine demeanor and a penchant for charity. Under normal circumstances I might feel a pang of guilt for leaving her unconscious body behind after she smashed that boulder over my house, but my quest had maddened me so, and I'd sooner face her disappointment than my mother's wrath. She's one of those old school Fellblood mothers with a penchant for throwing things at people when they cross her. She'd probably tell Vulcadreaus to go pound sand before spitting in his eye should she ever get such a terrifying opportunity.
I do hope I cross paths with her. I should at least show her a good time. Maybe a cruise? I wonder how a tree spirit might feel out at sea. A gift also sounds like it should be in order; I was going to get her some of the leftover potting soil down in the basement, but by the time I came back to look for her she had disappeared. I'm sure she's fine."
9/10/2023 "Let's Brighten the Mood!"
"Dear Diary,
Well, what can I say? I met a corpse that helped me throw a party. Let me back up a bit: I was going about the task of helping my mother around the house when I saw the guards getting antsy. We've already had enough to deal with, and the last thing I wanted was an incident happening just outside my home. As it turned out, there was an undead gentleman that looked like he belonged amongst the mindless throng of a necromancer than ambling down the street. I suppose I'm being callous; they were in fact a charming young... okay maybe not young... man who simply wanted to help. I figured I'd assist him along his way to acceptance and get some help for my trouble.
We were able to throw a spectacular party. It was a bit rough around the edges given the circumstances, but a lovely time nonetheless. I had an emotionally moving dance that captured the hearts of everyone and really boosted morale. Rosen, the undead gentleman, seemed to busy himself with his music which given his macabre appearance served to be a rather haunting yet beautiful piece. I of course offered him advice in interacting with the living. He has roses growing from his flesh which he could work to his advantage if he dresses the part. Perhaps I'll get him a tailor the next time I see him.
It's the least I can do for his assistance in making mother happy."