Posts by Watermelonseeds

Tracking!

"Shit, bro, this is messed up," Watermelonseeds sighed amongst all the screaming, gathering the herbs he could as humming as he did so. Man, he really needed one of those wicked bags that women carried around to keep all of these in - who the hell needs so many of the same plant, anyway? Maybe he should talk to the leader dude about making a natural herb storage and just growing the plants so that the herbs were always fresh. That'd be nice, assuming the big-volcano didn't spit lava on him.

With his mouth crammed with bandades and herbs, the tabby sprinted out to do...something. He didn't really know.

"Hey, snakey-dude, do you want a sticker?" The tabby asked as he padded over, holding out a paw with a smiling orange sticker on it. He continued to advance, quickly dropping his paw in an attempt to remove the sticker from him to the snake. Poor snakes - they had no legs. Stickers made up for loss of legs. He was such a good Pharmacist. "Sweet," he breathed, grinning from ear to ear.

Watermelonseeds had listened from somewhere near the back, picking out stickers from a scratch n' sniff sticker book. Happy with a marshmallow one that was bright and smelt epic, the tabby sprinted towards the recently promoted with a wide grin. "Good job, bud. Have this fuckin' swag sticker as a reward from me," he said, attempting to bop Flamepaw on the head to place the awesome sticker there. Hopefully the sticker hadn't gotten stuck to his paw. Again.

"What the shit? I need this. For medical purposes," the tabby said, even as he reached a paw out to full a half full bottle towards himself. Making sure it was safe by his side, Watermelonseeds knocked over a bottle and dipped his paw in the liquid, his paw going all tingly. Nice. This would do just fine. "To get your drunk ass sober, I recommend bandades and water." He gave a firm nod, pulling out a bandade from somewhere, peeling the wrapping off and quickly trying to put it on Lys's leg less body.

"Ayyyye," Watermelonseeds said as he made his way over, a lazy smile on his face. "Neato. This fuckin' awesome place of the Fortress of Lakara, and I'm Watermelonseeds. You need drugs or some shit like that, come to me," he made an attempt at doing a thumbs up, but due to the whole being a cat thing it didn't quite work out for him. The tabby sighed and looked at his paws, quietly asking, "Why you gotta be like that?" before saying in a louder voice, "Do you need a tour or nah?"

The tabby made his way over, careless and, well, Watermelonseeds. He sat his fluffy behind down and started tracing images into the ground, humming happily to himself as he waited for the announcements. The medicine man took note of the fact that Zury was talking with his own mouth and everything and grinned. "Boss man has his voice! Fina-*in'-ly!" He yelled, accepting the swat that some NPC gave him with very little concern about his outburst.

"Damn, son, take your party-pooping ass outa here then," Watermelon said as he watched one of the Elite Four leave, frowning just a little. Wow. That was...sad? Nah, man, he didn't even know how the shit a snake even worked - trying to heal him might've gotten messy at some point.too bad her never come back. "COME VISIT US BITCHES SOMEDAY, YEAH?" The medic persony dude called, a little louder to make sure he was heard.

"Bro, you look sick, and not even in a 'I'm gonna get me some bitches' but in some shit sorta way," the tabby said as he made his way over, frowning at the leadery-pup-man. He seemed very unwell, so Watermelonseeds bopped him on the head and was surprised at the warmth. "Dude. Do you need drugs or something? I might be able to get some people-meds if you let me."

"Hey, dipshits, who cares, amirite? Azzy, heal up and ask for more drugs or some shit - Lulu, if you're stepping up that's chill with me. Can I make an organic herb garden? Man, an organic herb garden would be so sick," Watermelonseeds yawned as he made his way over, rubbing sleep out of his eyes with a Hello Kitty band-aid-ified paw. Huh. So that's where he'd put it.

Track

Damn straight it was weird to see someone at the boarder. Watermelonseeds had been starting to think he was some massive hallucination or something like that. You know, shit that makes someone doubt the entirety of everything. If he was a hallucination (the offer was still on the plate) he probably would've started wanting for some company. Ask and you shall receive, or something like that shit.

Watermelon made his way over, humming happily and completely unaware of the large plant stuck to his back paw. It rustled loudly with every step, but it took him sitting down on the plant to acknowledge its existence. "Shit, man! My ass!" He yelped, standing back up and chanting a solid mantra of "Shit!" until he remembered the new kid. "Uh, hey, name and business?"

"Tell Mother Nature I said 'no homo' until she finds some lube," Watermelonseeds grumbled as he kicked away the offending branch, reaching over to knock it even further out of reach after a second of thought. Couldn't be too careful when it came to branches. Regardless, he somehow managed to hear her statement over the majorly loud rustling. "Sweet! Well, I'm Watermelonseeds, this is FoL, and you are our newest joiner. Congrats! I is/was the drug man around here, so if your immune system gets fucked up real bad I might be able to fix it."

I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE TRACKED THIS IN THE MORNING

Anyway does anyone want a thread/au/whatever with this dude?

Jobs could be added on so like 'example is a artist (warrior) of FoL' or something just to add variety idk

And a slowly sexist kingdom could be interesting!! but I don't think it should be that way at first unless we need a massive boost

"No no no no no no no no no!" Watermelon gasped, watching as a stray ember from the pretty stranger caught onto one of the plants he had so dutifully planted. He sighed as the plant went up in flames, grumbling something about 'budget cuts' before he started towards the weird-ass canine. The tabby wasn't one thousand percent certain he wanted to go near to guy who had just set the beginnings of his wicked organic herb garden on fire, but, hey, water under the bridge and all. "Hey, stranger with a smokin' hot bod', name and business?"

"Take a chill pill, your honor," Watermelonseeds called from a bit away in reply to Luther's joke, those it did make him pause. Where was the weed nowadays? He hoped that hadn't lost it with the volcano. That would be sad - but not as sad as loosing all his band aids! The tabby grinned as he picked up his supplies as made his way over, spitting them out upon arrival with very little grace. "Did you get horny and handsy over a deer or some shit?" He asked, popping some chervil in his mouth as he busied himself with a Bob the Builder band aid. He then spat the herb onto his trusty band aid, rethought the idea, and mushed the herb into the wound instead. Several layers of cobwebs later, the band aid was the star of the show once more.

"Cold shit - but, like, not really shit - around the shoulder for the swelling. And, for your health, don't anger the gremlin," he made a non too subtle gesture to Etherkit at his last statement.

He made a weird face and pulled his head back a little as if to say, 'yeah, right' at the peaceful offer. "Nah, I'll try different mulch. Blood and bone and all that shit." He'd been meaning to do something like that for a day or two now, and procrastination would get him nowhere. Watermelonseeds shrugged at the dismissal of his comment, replying with, "Batteries or not, the fire thing you got going on is pretty fucking sweet. Anyway! Luci! Welcome to the gang of Fortress of Lakara, with new management! I'm Watermelonseeds and I'm in charge of the drugs 'round here. Questions? Concerns?"

"Please no murders, too sleepy for murders," the tabby almost chanted as he made his way towards the screaming, listening to a distressed child before a door was opened. Luckily, he made it before the screaming stopping, so he wasn't left wondering why the hell he'd been woken up. "Hm," he said, looking at Alice, but not really Alice, unless he was tripping or some serious voodoo shit was going down. "I'm not a voodoo doctor, so your furry ass is now a furry bitch-ass. Sorry, man."

"You'd need to warm it up or some shit to avoid a cold burn," the tabby stage whispered, nodding like a contemplative doctor as he took a step back. He gave a knowing look to Ruben - knowing of what was up for debate, but it was a knowing look nonetheless. He flashed a bright grin at Alice and Etherkit, as if he had't participated in insulting one of them. "Bop," Watermelonseeds said, aiming to bop the child on the head.