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"Oh, erm, uh, hel-hello? This is the....voicemail?...for Pixie Dust. If you've any questions about the shop, its operations, current stock or tailoring services, please leave a message and we'll try and get back to you shortly. Thank you very much for your patronage! Have....have a lovely day, as well."
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Even if he hadn't really interacted with many people and he'd definitely been out of there before the fire, Saturday had been an awful lot for Boc, who wasn't used to being around so many people and things and it had been quite a bit overstimulating for him, so, naturally, his inclination was to keep himself pretty sparse. Most of that was done in the back room of the Pixie Dust shop, but a good portion had also been spent out in the preserve, to do more foraging and generally pick out good hiding spots for future reference.

Wednesday morning's forage had started out much like that, but Wednesday morning's forage had ended quite differently, as Boc went to reach for an interesting looking mushroom on a log and found himself...simply unable to. Because he no longer had paws or even arms. Instead, all he had were branches.

Because he'd been, unexpectedly, turned into another tree.

"Oh....bother," he murmured, mostly to himself, especially as he was, clearly, quite alone at the moment. "Not again..."

[[ mostly establishy, but if anyone wants to fail to locate a slow-played talking tree, I am here for it! ]]
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Hello, everyone! Allow me to interrupt your sexy swap and pre-fake vacay shenanigans with a wee little info post about Fandom's soon to be newest resident, Boc the Seamster.

Now, Elden Ring is an absolutely phenominal game that I have become absolutely obsessed with, filled with all sorts of magnificent demigods, mighty warriors, fantastical and grotesque creatures....and of course, the one that I wanted to app the most was the weird squishy little monkey-rat NPC who alters your clothes.

I was pushed out of the cave. Told not to come back, not ever. Then I ended up as a tree.... )

There really isn't much to Boc, really, and I'll likely have you all exposed to a randomly talking tree in the park for a little bit until someone finally manages to get him to turn back (my indecisive mind is going back and forth on a few amusing options, but if anyone would like to volunteer to free him from his tree state, that saves me the trouble of having to actually poke someone, the horrors!) into himself, but, yeah, that's the basics on Boc! Nervous little rat-monkey-dog, humbly at your service!


Questions, comments, gifs, topically appropriate Prattling Pates, all, of course, welcome, but keep your goddamn Larval Tears to yourself.

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