party under the stars

[rugpull]

Who: Anyone
When: 10/4/2025
Where: Outside, track and field area
What: Party!!! FOOD! SWEETS!
Warnings: so much food

[Outside, under the stars, with lots of candles out for light

so many tables laden with sweet treats. One table of different pies--apple, pecan, pumpkin, coconut cream, blueberry

another for cakes! chocolate, angel food, carrot cake, red velvet, a cheesecake, coffee cake

and a third table with a tower of donuts alongside chocolately brownies, sugar cookies, chocolate chip cookies, peanutbutter cookies...

So many treats. And a hyena sitting on the ground, donut in his mouth, looking up at the sky as the stars start appearing as dusk sets in proper]

Comments

[rugpull]

HE SHOULDNT PLAY SPELLDRIVE WHEN HE DOESNT EVEN CARE ABOUT IT HES A DIICCCCKKKK

[inexorableiron]

[Lolololololo]

Hot under the collar now!

[rugpull]

And he trapped me in a good dream! I'm mad about that! It sucked t'have to get snapped outta my perfect world! That was a dick move!!!

[inexorableiron]

What made it such a good dream?

[rugpull]

...there was a school just for hyenas. Fulla free food. And there were other schools too. Opened up for alla the poor folk in m'country. With food for all in those too. And...

...

My dad ran off when I was a baby. In the dream he came back with loads of money for me and m'grandmother. She ain't had to work anymore.

S'funny. In other dreams I hear others dreamed real impossible stuff? But mine didn't work that way. I ain't revived the dead or nothin'. I still had the life I lived. Just suddenly there were good turns of fortune.

I was real happy. Alla the problems were solved it felt like. I could. Relax.

That's how I shoulda known it was fake.

[inexorableiron]

Some dads are shit like that. And fey fuckin' mess with ya and your freakin' head, just to be dicks.

It sucks.

[rugpull]

What's yer dragon like?

[inexorableiron]

Determined. He's takin' this shithole swamp we're in and turnin' it into the fuckin' first province of his kingdom. Once we get the wizard shit dealt with, we'll have a place for a castle.

[rugpull]

Are ya gonna help build?

[inexorableiron]

Oh fuck no, there's druids who owe us a fuckin' favor. They can do that shit.

[rugpull]

Ya like yer dragon a lot?

[inexorableiron]

Yeah, sure. He's the king I chose to side with.

[rugpull]

Have ya met others?

[inexorableiron]

His kids... ?

[rugpull]

Any kings I mean.

[inexorableiron]

... Not kings, but others like that.

[rugpull]

So ya got t'choose yer guy.

[inexorableiron]

Ha. I'm a special fuckin' case.

[rugpull]

...bet ya are.

[inexorableiron]

Sorry, dude.

[rugpull]

For what?

[inexorableiron]

Gettin' to choose ain't somethin' everybody can do.

[rugpull]

....mmm. S'true.

The king of m'home isn't who I'd choose.

[inexorableiron]

Yeah... that fuckin' bites.

[rugpull]

It does! But in m'small corner of the country there's stuff I can do.