As you wander through the Void, you come across a strange wood-made Cafe almost large enough to be a restaurant of sorts. The windows are tinted white and nearly take up the whole walls, and bright orange and white speckled the outside with pizzazz and color, obviously made to attract attention, if not also made obviously by the large hand-made sign atop that says "The Sweet Potato."
The inside of this Cafe is lined with red cushioned seats cleaner than expected, and the floor resides a strange smooth wood, weirdly clean for something looking very used by the wear and tear to the overtime decoloration of the often used walking path to the seats and counter.
Behind the counter resides a due of odd beings - a child, almost human like, with a large red scar over their face and a pupil missing from an eye, yet joyous to everything around him, and a large amalgam of paper that looms over the counter with the same vibe as a teenager working a nine-to-five shift in a convenient store.
The surroundings feel oddly calming and active unlike the dull void surrounding this place, and other structures are seen nearby. Maybe check the rest, or stay to ask a few questions, or simply have a cup of liquid of choice from a very vast array of beverages and pastries from a menu that spans through many, MANY popular choices scattered across a large selection of universes.
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The inside of this Cafe is lined with red cushioned seats cleaner than expected, and the floor resides a strange smooth wood, weirdly clean for something looking very used by the wear and tear to the overtime decoloration of the often used walking path to the seats and counter.
Behind the counter resides a due of odd beings - a child, almost human like, with a large red scar over their face and a pupil missing from an eye, yet joyous to everything around him, and a large amalgam of paper that looms over the counter with the same vibe as a teenager working a nine-to-five shift in a convenient store.
The surroundings feel oddly calming and active unlike the dull void surrounding this place, and other structures are seen nearby. Maybe check the rest, or stay to ask a few questions, or simply have a cup of liquid of choice from a very vast array of beverages and pastries from a menu that spans through many, MANY popular choices scattered across a large selection of universes.
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Well, this little lass somehow broke something while debugging a program, and was sent right outside of it after getting sucked into a reality crack.
...Not very fortunate that the position she spawned at is twenty something feet above ground.
"Euaaahhh- Ow!"
She faceplanted, obviously not feeling very great about the fall. This isn't something she's familiar with anyhow.
15
After getting herself up standing, the girl looked around, and immediately spotted this structure. "...Heh?" She tilted her head in confusion and curiosity. This isn't anywhere she knows...
HP 107 / 122
Stamina 77 / 122
...Not very fortunate that the position she spawned at is twenty something feet above ground.
"Euaaahhh- Ow!"
She faceplanted, obviously not feeling very great about the fall. This isn't something she's familiar with anyhow.
15
After getting herself up standing, the girl looked around, and immediately spotted this structure. "...Heh?" She tilted her head in confusion and curiosity. This isn't anywhere she knows...
HP 107 / 122
Stamina 77 / 122
The paper being behind the counter, otherwise known to be "Orizono" as the barely visible sticker of a name tag suggests, peers beyond the counter and through the glass doors to see that another person had fallen into the void.
Preparing for most things; weaponized attacks, insanity or fear driving one to madness, a simple sickly customer and more, she stays put for the time being and holds a bucket with one hand out of view and below the counter, a tool oddly useful for most situations thought of. As Tato works his usual shift consisting of wasting the majority of products in the background and leaving the mess to be cleaned by Orizono, she awaits the doors to be opened and makes sure the safety of herself and Tato is the first priority before welcoming a customer.
Not that all customers end with a disaster or are lethal maniacs, but due to prior experience, she awaits without a smile, nor fear. Simply, awaiting.
Preparing for most things; weaponized attacks, insanity or fear driving one to madness, a simple sickly customer and more, she stays put for the time being and holds a bucket with one hand out of view and below the counter, a tool oddly useful for most situations thought of. As Tato works his usual shift consisting of wasting the majority of products in the background and leaving the mess to be cleaned by Orizono, she awaits the doors to be opened and makes sure the safety of herself and Tato is the first priority before welcoming a customer.
Not that all customers end with a disaster or are lethal maniacs, but due to prior experience, she awaits without a smile, nor fear. Simply, awaiting.
Outside the Sweet Potato, nothing to to be detected, the void is empty, white, clean.
Suddenly a crack in the whiteness, a tear in the void opens up almost like a zipper. A hole opens to another dimension and makes the void change. Not a massive change but yet, a door to another reality is opened, scents of the forest invade this emptiness around the crack.
But it's not a sudden crack, it's a volunteer tearing, someone is getting into the void. And this someone is known to the void, she even has a key.
Appears first a head, not human, animal, the head of a female deer, no antlers but soft doe eyes, . She looks left, right and smirks. Again did she do wrong, "I will never get that right..." she mumbles realizing she opened on the floor and sighs once. On her side the crack is vertical, in the void horizontal, that doe has to climb, it looks a bit silly as she does so. Finally she can stand, the tear at her hooves. The figure is known to the place, Lizbeth, that anthropomorphic doe were already here and returns to say 'Hello'. She loves the place for its quietness, and she's determined to explore that forest.
The crack closes again and Lizbeth picks up her 'ticket', a small leather-like strap that possesses an unnatural glow. With a smile the deer steps towards the Sweet Potato, she first wants one of their teas before going to the forest. As she wants to enter, one could see her deertail wiggle happily, she was going to meet, what's her name again Ori-ga-zo, no. Lizbeth giggles and shakes her head, she can't even remember the simplest name.
Then something weird happens, a teenage girl, seemingly not lucky too with her opening to the void, seems to fall from the sky. With an awful splat the girl hits the ground, Lizbeth feels immediately sorry for the girl, that must hurt... Still she seems unharmed, but comprehensively totally confused.
"Ouch, that doesn't feel well. Is everything ok?" Lizbeth knows that there is no need to hurry, time and space perception is slightly blurred in this void.
Suddenly a crack in the whiteness, a tear in the void opens up almost like a zipper. A hole opens to another dimension and makes the void change. Not a massive change but yet, a door to another reality is opened, scents of the forest invade this emptiness around the crack.
But it's not a sudden crack, it's a volunteer tearing, someone is getting into the void. And this someone is known to the void, she even has a key.
Appears first a head, not human, animal, the head of a female deer, no antlers but soft doe eyes, . She looks left, right and smirks. Again did she do wrong, "I will never get that right..." she mumbles realizing she opened on the floor and sighs once. On her side the crack is vertical, in the void horizontal, that doe has to climb, it looks a bit silly as she does so. Finally she can stand, the tear at her hooves. The figure is known to the place, Lizbeth, that anthropomorphic doe were already here and returns to say 'Hello'. She loves the place for its quietness, and she's determined to explore that forest.
The crack closes again and Lizbeth picks up her 'ticket', a small leather-like strap that possesses an unnatural glow. With a smile the deer steps towards the Sweet Potato, she first wants one of their teas before going to the forest. As she wants to enter, one could see her deertail wiggle happily, she was going to meet, what's her name again Ori-ga-zo, no. Lizbeth giggles and shakes her head, she can't even remember the simplest name.
Then something weird happens, a teenage girl, seemingly not lucky too with her opening to the void, seems to fall from the sky. With an awful splat the girl hits the ground, Lizbeth feels immediately sorry for the girl, that must hurt... Still she seems unharmed, but comprehensively totally confused.
"Ouch, that doesn't feel well. Is everything ok?" Lizbeth knows that there is no need to hurry, time and space perception is slightly blurred in this void.
((Xueqing has 67% damage reduction from accidents that only involves herself here.))
"Uh?"
Hearing a feminine voice, the slightly hurt girl turned around to see the doe.
Well, she wasn't scared. Seriously, she'd seen a lot of animal humanoids... She looked at Lizbeth, with a bit of curiosity... and scrutinization. The doe didn't seem hostile at all... if anything, the girl could tell that she was a good-natured cutie (large sized).
With this knowledge, she waved her right hand with a warm (and a bit reserved) smile. "Hiya!"
"Thanks for caring, that hurt, but I'm fine!" Then, she scratched her head in slight confusion, "I suppose the gravity acceleration spec here is lower than 9.8 meters per squared second... That surprisingly didn't cause me a bleeding nose."
HP 107 / 122
Stamina 82 / 122
"Uh?"
Hearing a feminine voice, the slightly hurt girl turned around to see the doe.
Well, she wasn't scared. Seriously, she'd seen a lot of animal humanoids... She looked at Lizbeth, with a bit of curiosity... and scrutinization. The doe didn't seem hostile at all... if anything, the girl could tell that she was a good-natured cutie (large sized).
With this knowledge, she waved her right hand with a warm (and a bit reserved) smile. "Hiya!"
"Thanks for caring, that hurt, but I'm fine!" Then, she scratched her head in slight confusion, "I suppose the gravity acceleration spec here is lower than 9.8 meters per squared second... That surprisingly didn't cause me a bleeding nose."
HP 107 / 122
Stamina 82 / 122
With the notice that a familiar face - er, doe - suddenly poked up from the ground as if having burrowed in immediately to welcome the other person that had fallen into this odd sub-space. Having felt antsy originally but calming down into a more welcoming state, she approached the door with the crack of an almost forced looking smile and opened one of the glass doors with an arm stretched to welcome both into the Sweet Potato.
"Welcome to this... cafe?" She turned her head to Tato whom looked even more clueless as to what was even said between distance and question, giving a quick shrug only to snap back to restocking some pastry shelfs.
"Never answering with a blatant- Welcome." The first half is mumbled with annoyance before her demeanor switches back to a unenthusiastic joy, obviously not having prepared a monologue prior with such a low expectancy for customers in mind.
"Welcome to this... cafe?" She turned her head to Tato whom looked even more clueless as to what was even said between distance and question, giving a quick shrug only to snap back to restocking some pastry shelfs.
"Never answering with a blatant- Welcome." The first half is mumbled with annoyance before her demeanor switches back to a unenthusiastic joy, obviously not having prepared a monologue prior with such a low expectancy for customers in mind.
The doe is a bit surprised to see Orizono coming, but she answers with a sincere smile, “Hi -er- Oh.ri…”, it must be something with Ori, “thank you, I wanted to come inside but this young lady, just fell down. ”
She looks back at Xueqing, puzzled about the words, gravity being the only thing this doe understands, somewhat. She steps closer to the girl and reaches out a lending hand. “I don’t know what acceleration you mean, but I can help you, we can go inside and see if everything is fine. This paper woman surely has a remedy, you were never here before?”
Lizbeth gratefully nods to Orizono and can see a glimpse of Tato, she remembers what happened last time and smiles again.
She looks back at Xueqing, puzzled about the words, gravity being the only thing this doe understands, somewhat. She steps closer to the girl and reaches out a lending hand. “I don’t know what acceleration you mean, but I can help you, we can go inside and see if everything is fine. This paper woman surely has a remedy, you were never here before?”
Lizbeth gratefully nods to Orizono and can see a glimpse of Tato, she remembers what happened last time and smiles again.
"Hmm... I suppose you don't know much about... Physics?"
"And yeah no I've never been here before. I was doing something with my computer before I fell here suddenly." Xueqing scratched her head. A small bump was visible on her face, and her nose seemed slightly redder than usual.
She took the doe's hand, ready to head into the structure. Well, cafe named the Sweet Potato.
"And yeah no I've never been here before. I was doing something with my computer before I fell here suddenly." Xueqing scratched her head. A small bump was visible on her face, and her nose seemed slightly redder than usual.
She took the doe's hand, ready to head into the structure. Well, cafe named the Sweet Potato.
Lizbeth shakes her head, she doesn’t even know how physics is spelled. Her ‘deity’ is nature.
“No I don’t know anything about fi-zeeks. But a good herbal tea and some camphor balm will help against that bump you have.”
Touching that girl makes Lizbeth realize that she is more than she appears, Lizbeth feels strong energy inside that girl. Still she doesn’t say anything as there seems no harm coming from her, surely not wearing such a shirt. Lizbeth looks at it and tilts her head, for sure something funny is written on it.
“Let’s go inside, my name is Lizbeth, simple doe that can come her to relax and enjoy the silence.”
“No I don’t know anything about fi-zeeks. But a good herbal tea and some camphor balm will help against that bump you have.”
Touching that girl makes Lizbeth realize that she is more than she appears, Lizbeth feels strong energy inside that girl. Still she doesn’t say anything as there seems no harm coming from her, surely not wearing such a shirt. Lizbeth looks at it and tilts her head, for sure something funny is written on it.
“Let’s go inside, my name is Lizbeth, simple doe that can come her to relax and enjoy the silence.”
(Quick note that as of typing this, both Clef and Tato are currently going through a major personality and design change and might not be used fully until their profiles are set up accordingly. Apologies! ovo")
"Hope you're alright," Orizono looked to Lin with a portion of her demeanor switching to sympathy as she looked visibly hesitant on helping as Lizbeth had beat her to it, also as if she wasn't hesitant on just about anything a moment ago at the view of customers.
As Orizono watched the two head inside, her head ached with something vaguely familiar to a prior experience, but with a quick shrug off and near silent huff in a mental attempt to restable her thoughts, she went back to do the job she offered she would.
Her stub of a foot kicks a small wooden triangle over to the door to hold it open while she walks back behind the counter, quickly sorting out some loose appliances scattered around the counter and setting out a bowl of complimentary cookies that all look and feel rather stale, made and decorated for Christmas, ⍑𝙹ꖎᒷ∷ ↸ᒷ|| and New years all respectably.
"What could I help you two to?" She asked with menus slid onto the counter in a near instant. From the looks of the amount of pages, however, they could instead be considered books.
"Hope you're alright," Orizono looked to Lin with a portion of her demeanor switching to sympathy as she looked visibly hesitant on helping as Lizbeth had beat her to it, also as if she wasn't hesitant on just about anything a moment ago at the view of customers.
As Orizono watched the two head inside, her head ached with something vaguely familiar to a prior experience, but with a quick shrug off and near silent huff in a mental attempt to restable her thoughts, she went back to do the job she offered she would.
Her stub of a foot kicks a small wooden triangle over to the door to hold it open while she walks back behind the counter, quickly sorting out some loose appliances scattered around the counter and setting out a bowl of complimentary cookies that all look and feel rather stale, made and decorated for Christmas, ⍑𝙹ꖎᒷ∷ ↸ᒷ|| and New years all respectably.
"What could I help you two to?" She asked with menus slid onto the counter in a near instant. From the looks of the amount of pages, however, they could instead be considered books.
Xueqing smiled. It seemed genuine, and she was glad to know that Orizono also cared. "I will be fine later, don't worry."
As Orizono distributed cookies, she decided to take a piece and have a taste of it...
Then, she looked at the "menu" given... and... was utterly surprised.
"...this is an encyclopedia."
HP 108 / 122
Stamina 92 / 122
As Orizono distributed cookies, she decided to take a piece and have a taste of it...
Then, she looked at the "menu" given... and... was utterly surprised.
"...this is an encyclopedia."
HP 108 / 122
Stamina 92 / 122
Lizbeth boldly passes in front of Orizono, just following that young lady, "Sorry, thank you" coming whispered over her lips with a sincere smile.
She sees the cookies find their way onto the counter and Xueqing eagerly tasting one. But her comment on the menu is right, Lizbeth remembered from her first visit the vastness of choice. Letting the girl read, she goes first, "Please, just a tea for me, I liked the one you served last, different but tasty."
Lizbeth doesn't read the menu, as she can't read at all. Even all what is displayed above the counter is undecipherable for the doe, maybe except potential photos.
She picks a cookie too, adorably decorated with some weird symbols. She lifts an eyebrow once, she knows those not to be usual letters, maybe another language. ᓭᒷᔑᓭ𝙹リᔑꖎ ⊣∷ᒷᒷℸ ̣ ╎リ⊣ᓭ says the cookie in neon green writing. that cookie will be drowned in her tea, the doe girns.
She sees the cookies find their way onto the counter and Xueqing eagerly tasting one. But her comment on the menu is right, Lizbeth remembered from her first visit the vastness of choice. Letting the girl read, she goes first, "Please, just a tea for me, I liked the one you served last, different but tasty."
Lizbeth doesn't read the menu, as she can't read at all. Even all what is displayed above the counter is undecipherable for the doe, maybe except potential photos.
She picks a cookie too, adorably decorated with some weird symbols. She lifts an eyebrow once, she knows those not to be usual letters, maybe another language. ᓭᒷᔑᓭ𝙹リᔑꖎ ⊣∷ᒷᒷℸ ̣ ╎リ⊣ᓭ says the cookie in neon green writing. that cookie will be drowned in her tea, the doe girns.
"Yeah, these menus are a bit of an eye-sore." Orizono says with a brief laugh, picking off a sticky note from a collection of sticky note blocks and writing Lizbeth's minty-tea order in cursive before handing it to Tato, who already looks like he doesn't know what he's doing.
"I have no idea who made the green cookies, but if I think it's who it might be, I would suggest probably bracing before eating them." She states as she notices the doe pick a cookie from the bowl, her hand gesture and facial expression making it feel like a sudden roulette of "Is this poisoned or just #### tasting?" come to mind. But, from the lack of alarm as she picks one up and snaps off a bit to inspect, it's safe to say there's a high chance it's not a poison.
She sighs and adds another statement as she tosses the now broken cookie into the trash. "I should has probably checked and sorted through before setting them out..."
"I have no idea who made the green cookies, but if I think it's who it might be, I would suggest probably bracing before eating them." She states as she notices the doe pick a cookie from the bowl, her hand gesture and facial expression making it feel like a sudden roulette of "Is this poisoned or just #### tasting?" come to mind. But, from the lack of alarm as she picks one up and snaps off a bit to inspect, it's safe to say there's a high chance it's not a poison.
She sighs and adds another statement as she tosses the now broken cookie into the trash. "I should has probably checked and sorted through before setting them out..."
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