this is just for general silliness, not for any wars and stuff ---- Prince (They/them): Post Master Craig (he/him): Letter sorter ---- The resident Post Office, where you can send or get letters. Or you can just stay and chitchat, our mailman loves to talk (this is how they find out the latest gossip and get some more blackmail). ---- (things in parentheses are things you can choose to know, or by talking, learn) ---- Letters: none (these are just random letters i make for funsies, ask if you want one :) i wanna get out of writers block T.T
you are in the middle of a battlefield, arrows and swords fly past your face. you weren't supposed to be here. a person walks past you, holding their side, they look at you with understanding and say "go to the building over there, you'll be safe from harm." you are not able to thank them, because after they finish speaking a dagger slices through them, ending their life. you run into the building, closing the door quickly behind you. the air smells like paper and cardboard, with a hint of vanilla and something fruity. the interior is filled with posters behind a large brown desk. a person is sitting on the desk, playing with a Nintendo, they wear the uniform of a postmaster, with black pants and white shoes to finish the look, they have many eyes surrounding them, (and one hidden under their hair), white wings and two dark purple halos adorn their head, and they have comically large glasses. a crash from the back makes the person look up, "CRAIG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING BACK THERE!?" their voice is sweet and slow, like syrup, and they have a lovely southern accent. a tired voice replies from the back. "nothing... just..... whatever......" the bird starts muttering about how it 'better be nothing' and how theyll 'have his head on a stick' before noticing your presence. "oh hello! what brings you here to my fine establishment?" they take in your battered for and nod "ahhh, one of em fighters, well, your safe here in my place" they smile at you, and go back to their game.
