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"What are the ingredients for this one?" Darlet looked over the cooler of various fruits and syrups, plucking some out at random. "I know it's strawberry something something. But you made the recipe, not me." Eventually lifting a jar of strawberry preserves from the bottom of the cooler, placing it down on the counter.    Quince churned vanilla ice cream in a bowl, working on getting it fluffy and whipped for the recipe. "Fresh strawberries, strawberry preserves, white chocola...

The bar of the Wonderland Casino never failed to deliver on tasty drinks, entertaining conversation, and rich entrepreneurs flaunting their wealth much to the envy and or disgust of less endowed patrons. It was just another day on the job for Hops. It became another hard day when one of the bottles she was using slipped out of her hands and flooded the counter top with booze. Much to her horror, the liquid managed to pool off the side into a patrons lap. She did her best to rush and make up f...

Mercy is often the picture of perfection when one would imagine an upstanding member of the Church. They never did wrong by their fellow bun, always helping anyone that sought their guidance. But given the nature of Burrowgatory and it's indulgence in sin, some things were always present. Namely, the sin oriented horns adorning each and every bun that emerged from Bunnery. While these were not always a solid indicator of ones choice in sinful behaviour, Mercy was able to fly under the radar d...

The roof of the Wonderland Casino was not a place often explored in most visitors time at its luxurious establishment. Most would dare to say an attempt at getting access to any part of the casino not under Angora's watch was a death sentence. But the empty bottles that littered the concrete encasing the upper ceiling of it's structure would beg that finding a way on top was so easy, a drunk could do it. Jackal being the drunk in question, threw yet another bottle off of the roof. Listening t...

Bahem still wasn't exactly sure why Darlet wanted to meet up outside of the church. A brief discussion after service with vague connotations about indulgence, but he knew that some of the other priests may have been better suited for the job. He wanted to do his best though, and so obliged. Meeting at an old wooden building that reeked of seafood, he waited patiently outside of the doors for any sign of his companion for the night. Although the sound of cheers and laughter seemed to ease with...

When Quince asked about Darlet's Imps, she was intrigued by their dynamic. Jekyll was solitary and subtle. Like a fly on the wall in any room they were in. While Hyde was a force of chaos seeking attention from any and everyone. This social energy and fondness of being around other Imps and Buns alike gave her an idea for a training regimen. One that could help the Orange Remil to channel that endless energy into a more refined routine.    Darlet held Hyde in his arms, carryin...

After a long night on the town and in the pit, the best way to end the day always has to be a hearty drink. Darlet knew just the place to be when that craving hit. Guitar slung over his shoulder, thankfully still intact after a decent amount of work at the Casino kept it in his possession. Perhaps a few songs could coax out the cocktails he unfortunately didn't have the carats to pay for. His voice seemed to have done the trick for Angora, perhaps they could do the same for her trusty bartend...

Shibani had requested to visit Nibble the Stellaram one more time after their day together, the training on holding still during bedtime being a smashing success. The Imp's antsy nature had calmed in Shibani's presence, and it didn't try to wriggle free as much when held for long periods of time. It even seemed to mimic Shibani's habits of spontaneously napping,  shutting it's eyes mid flight and bumping into walls when it isn't paying attention.    "Perhaps a good farewell t...

For a Fair full of rides, side shows, and games. None of those ever seemed as interesting as the array of fried and fattening delicacies offered by fair food stands. You could get anything deep fried in these places, from fruit, to candy, to a whole stick of butter. Darlet wanted to see just how much he could eat tonight, and perused the endless stalls of buns selling their own specialty recipes.    The first stand he arrived to featured various flavoured Macarons shaped like ...

Opening your eyes in the morning shouldn't feel like a chore. But the velvet cased cushions held like chains against Darlet's hazy thoughts. Too many things bouncing around in the skull can make wrangling them into consciousness a difficult task, but one that would be sweetly remedied by the scent of mochi.    Finally ripping his drool drenched cheek away from the comfy prison, he looked longingly into the pile of pillows around him. His fur matted in places, his clothing stre...

When Quince approached Shibani about taking care of one of the breeds she raised at Pedigree Pets, he wasn't exactly sure if he was the right candidate. His sleepy nature would lead to him being a bit forgetful at times. He would hate to accidentally neglect any creature that would be relying on him for proper training.    That is, until Quince arrived to show him the ball of fluff in her arms. She called it a Stellaram. It's body was entirely covered by wool, and it's dark co...

The beach was always brimming with life this time of year. The water's slow methodical pull against the sand, the sounds of buns playing and laughing together, and the nice glow of the cavern above them made for the perfect ambiance. Shibani took no time setting up his towel and umbrella when they arrived to the beach. As much as the bright blue light was pretty to look at, they were a bit too bright for a good nap.    He waved at Dan, who went off with a bucket in hand to col...

Arriving at the beach, the lively environment made Dan ponder on the promise he made to Shibani. He had to find a conch shell, one that held 'the sounds of the sea'. It was easy enough to find any old shell, and hopefully there were some pretty ones that Shibani would like. Assuming that all of the colourful and interesting ones weren't already swept up by beach goers.    Shibani took little time setting up a blanket and umbrella on the sand, waving off Dan to his seashell col...

"Dan, can you help tie my back up."    Shibani sat infront of a wall mirror. The silky red ropes that usually adorned him were now replaced by wide ribbons, strewn over him into a tasteful one piece bathing suit. A long diamond of exposed skin led from the base of his stomach to the top of his throat, leaving his back exposed all but a single untied knot at the base of his spine that seemed to hold everything together.    When Dan finally ente...