idk if you checked your profile, but yeah, me and @Archaic pickle had a discussion there, and tbh, all the credit goes to Pickle
Chapter 21 (continuation of Romance Arc, kinda. Basically, we're back in the "usual" time/universe/setting) The evening's paintbrush was finally at work. The dashes of pink and vibrant-yellow between the clouds served as the last reminder of the day. Over the streets, reigned winter. White snowflakes were slowly descending onto the houses, the roads, the passers-by with their fluffy winter hats, and onto the matchmaker's tent, that was placed right in the center of the marketplace. The matchmaker was nodding off at the entrance, that was shielded away by a range of tassels. Under the wind, the tassels gently swayed from side to side, attracting curious children to come and play with them. From time to time, the wind would also reach a small silvery bell, that was hanging right above the matchmaker's head. Then, a tuneful chime akin, to faery's song, would flow from the tent. A young kid, dressed in a puffy overcoat, sneakily came up to the entrance, and started playing with the bell. The in front of the e "Ding-de-deling" - a quiet sound. Nonetheless, it startled the matchmaker, and she awoke. "Woh! What's going on? A customer?" Her unfocused gaze looked for a customer, before slowly looking down, and finally noticing a small figure. The child quickly "Aya!" exclaimed the matchmaker. Yet the child, instead of leaving the bell alone and running away, kept tugging on the ribbon. The little girl seemed delighted to be discovered, and giggled at the adult's frustration. "Dinga-deling!" Chimed the silver bell. "Stop it! Get away!" The matchmaker gently pushed the child aside. 'What if the ribbon gets torn?' The child did not leave, but instead stepped to the side. "Why are you still here?" Asked the woman, preparing to go inside the tent. It was cold outside, she might as well wait there. It's not like there were many people on the streets nowadays. "Hmph. Aren't you gonna tell me my love fortune or something?" "Your love fortune?" "Little one, pipsqueaks like you have nothing like that. Or at least, not yet. Come to me in ten years, and we'll then." "Humph." The girl was reluctant to go away. "Here, have some candy." Said the matchmaker, and gave a big candy in glistening wrapper into the girl's hands. DO NOT TAKE CANDIES FROM STRANGERS. I REPEAT. DO NOT TAKE CANDIES FROM STRANGERS The girl smiled sweetly and then put the candy into her pocket. She would not eat it, of course, as it was handed by a stranger. But, she was too polite to refuse it outright. YOU CAN REFUSE. YOU CAN ALSO, AND SHOULD, GET AWAY IF YOU FEEL THREATENED. SAY NO TO THE CANDY-STRANGER. CANDY IS A WEAPON. CANDY IS COERCION. "Now, shoo! Shoo! Go away, I need to work." And thus, leaving the girl standing at the tassel-covered entrance, the matchmaker went inside. Unlike the inconspicuous outside, the interior was way more spectacular. Furnished with several big screens, that were showing various images - from target tracking to demographics analysis, and thorough investigation of several troublesome subjects. She headed towards the table 'I wish more people would come.' The woman thought, and tiredly flopped into a big gaming chair. Bored, she brushed her fingers against the mouse pad. Suddenly, another monitor lit up. And an icon on the desktop started blinking. The matchmaker cheered up and clicked on the icon. After a second, she had a wide grin on her face: Two dots were blinking on the map. And because she knew these two dots very well - for they were very troublesome indeed - she was very happy. She sang cheerfully as she read the report generated by the system. Previous Chapter --- Table of Contents - - Next Chapter
omg look it's me!! Mommy, mommy, look! I'm famous!! Wait a second... do I even have a mommy... *Love bot falls into an existential crisis*
Tell me again, why I am called an Attic Woman Also.... there's a dragon!!!! I'm so happy happy~~ The bot loves this too much Yes, very accurate
also, thanks for tagging the quotes - I saw a spelling mistake - corrected it now. and yep, love bot is totes lovely Finally, @Msmarl, umm, idk when you last looked at your own profile, but, allow me to explain...
Isn't basement on the very bottom and attic on the very top? I'm talking about a house (note for some degenerates) skskskskssk
yes, but I thought it was already a well established fact that in DMT we turn everything upside down..
Announcement - Season 1 Dear Everyone, again. With this 21st Chapter, I'd like to announce that now, every single person amongst the 22 of you, made some sort of an appearance in DMT. Not everyone's role has been explored to the max (ok, no-one's role has been explored to the max), but - all of you made it. With this, I should also add that 1 week has passed since DMT began. So, happy anniversary. Kinda. I did the important thing that I wanted to do - which was to show you all before the year is over. Now, I can hold my horses. Happy (up-coming) New Year to you all! I'll be writing another NUF fanfic story at the side, cause @FIEND pays. So, you'll prob hear from me soon. Other than that, DMT updates will get limited to once or twice a week, cause, well, I have a life, and I can't use nuffies to foot my bills T-T See my Original Novels if you're looking for smth to read. (sub me on TapRead - I release faster releases there). To support my journey of an official author. If you can't be bothered to make a tapread account (it's free, but eh, I get you), you can check out the novels and then hit me up on my NUF blog, or simply directly, and tell me what you think of my novels. This mostly concerns my novel PCitR, since it's the priority. So yeah, tell me what you think - like, dislike, ambivalent etc. Tbh, it's great to see your work getting read. And funny too. Cause you go - "haha. look. I made this all up, and ppl are curious." This applies to DMT too. Even if it's only ten people who read till this chapter, it's still a peculiar feeling. Thanks, everyone. You make my day. Anyway, that's that. Don't despair if I suddenly log off for a month or two - that tends to happen. I'll try my best to stay sane amidst all the mess I've created. Bye-bye. Till next chapter, Happy New Year! Previous Chapter --- Table of Contents - - Next Chapter
I’m honored that I managed to make an appearance in this but why am I a child?! You’re solidifying @Archaic pickle and @LAOG ’s claim that I’m a loli!! At least I’m smart enough to not eat the candy.....