negative 219 years old,

[shotinhead]

Who: Courier Six... and you! Open :3 And yes, this is a mingle-style log as well.
What: That Dragonite? He's now 39 years old, and accidentally admitted it. So a group is gonna burn down his kitchen make him a cake and other goods.
When: October 10th
Where: Perrins' house, in The Archives area.
Warnings: None, but watch for comment headers
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[ Today is a special day. Perhaps one of you heard it though the Grumpearls, or noticed from one of the tablets that Courier Six had scribed. He'd muttered over the Grumpearls that he had expected a birthday wish from them, like his old Pip-Boy, but... if anybody had tried to ask him about it, he had fallen asleep in his bed, or ignored the calls, or... something.

But perhaps you want to prepare something for him, or just drop off a gift. Or plan a suprise party!

Thankfully (?), for now, Courier Six is out. Doing his regular rounds, and working on his scribing for the community. Over his time here, he's settled on his daily tasks, and grown comfortable with it.

The small house that Perrin lives in, alongside his roommates - Ursaluna and Arcanine - is built for larger Pokemon. Perrin lives on an upper floor, with a comfortable bedroom and what seems to be a work area. There's a bunch of what might seem like junk in one pile in his work area, with many scattered papers with notes on them. As for the kitchen... area, though, the fireplace has been built around with stone slightly, easier to make adjustments to when he has to cook anything. But it's all scaled for a Dragonite.

Uh. Good luck?]

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[ I'll put up a comment for when Perrin gets gifts below, as well, after a few days! ]

Comments

CAKEQUEST

[bladeofnymeia]

[Oh

Oho

Birthday, huh

That means nameday, doesn't it

Firoza loves a friend nameday. And damn it all but she can't not want to surprise her friend with something nice, which is why...yes. Yes, she has scaled the building to get through Six's window once more, a bundle tied on her back as she slips in...

She's literally never baked anything before, but how hard could a cake be?]

go my late tag-in

[friendlyflower]

Howdy!

[Flowey has decided to swing by for a surprise visit. He is- unfortunately for him- very small. And everything in Perrin's house is very large.

So mostly all he does is sit there in the middle of the floor until Courier Six is available. Once he is around, Flowey will present him with a little gift-- literally, it fits in Perrin's hand easily. It's inside a small burlap sack tied shut with a pretty ribbon.]

I didn't think you'd want me making a big deal out of it. But, how could I not get a gift for my new best pal?

[Despite how... insincere Flowey always seems, there's a small bit of genuine warmth behind his words. He's here, after all, and he did bring a gift. Somehow, he feels like Courier Six is one of the few people that really understands him.]

[wolfcut]

[ Courier Six can deny it all he wants, but Bigby definitely heard that in the middle of stirring awake. Being in the same room certainly has its perks, though he doesn't speak on it before the Dragonite heads out for the day. Celebrating birthdays is very much a human thing — hell, he's not even sure if he even remembers his own at this point — but he'll lean into it for now, for Perrin's sake.

He leaves the apartment not long after, coming back in the late afternoon. Rather than use the main entrance, or even the window, he pops his head out of a hole in the wall. Being small also has its perks, though he’s far less willing to admit that one out loud. If nothing else, the Archives give him plenty of hidden passageways for sneaking things in and out undetected. Useful, given he's not supposed to be here in the first place.

In a move reminiscent of their first meeting, he flicks a seed toward the Dragonite to get his attention before calling out: ]

Hey, Six. Give me a hand, huh?

[ He could easily jump out on his own, but it looks like he’s dragging something behind him in that cranny of his. ]