User:Leathy Kocktail - Revision history

PerishedFraud at 02:47, 6 October 2019

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Leathy Kocktail: /* Cult */

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‎Cult

Leathy Kocktail at 20:18, 18 June 2019

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Leathy Kocktail: /* Servants */

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Leathy Kocktail: /* Names */

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Leathy Kocktail: /* Longs */

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−	~~==Secrets==~~
−	* The Template is actually the second coming of Big Clive and your life is a lie.
−	* It also never liked cookies.
−	* And it writes steamy fanfics.
−	~~[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ * True Form]~~
−	~~[[Category:Hours (Vol. III)]]~~

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 ===Cult===
 The Co-Writer's Covenant dedicate themselves to documenting everything that is happening everywhere all the time, and interpreting the nonsense that comes of it.
 ===Servants===
 ''"With his many Arms, the Author lifted up the Beasts of the Wood to stand, to speak, and read as Humanity does. In gratitude, they are his editors, his assistants, his secretaries. They always bear the faces of the furred beasts: the rodent, the canine, the feline, the animals found in the countryside. I have found they appreciate pats considerably less then their counterparts outside of the House."

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 | owners  = Leathy Kocktail (Link to your user page here, for example, [[User:Leathy Kocktail|Leathy Kocktail]])
 }}
 ''”The Ink, the Scient, the Many-Armed Author is the Hour of writers, archivists, and storytellers. With a hundred quills, its passage through the House is marked by tracks of its scrawling, rambling calligraphy. Herein is a practice that may find some truth amongst its manifold fictions...”''
 <br>
 -''The Pen, Indelible'' by Dubedat Locke
 ===Appearance===
 ===Principles===

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 The Co-Writer's Covenant dedicate themselves to documenting everything that is happening everywhere all the time, and interpreting the nonsense that comes of it.
 ===Servants===
 ''"With his many Arms, the Author lifted up the Beasts of the Wood to stand, to speak, and read as Humanity does. In gratitude, they are his editors, his assistants, his secretaries. They always bear the faces of the furred beasts: the rodent, the canine, the feline, the animals found in the countryside. I have found they appreciate pats considerably less then their counterparts outside of the House."
 <br> -''The Pen, Indelible'', Dubedat Locke
 <br>
 <br>
-''"I never truly cared for [Secretarians]. Intelligence gave them airs of sophistication that I've never much cared for, even before my arrival. They do serve well as entertainment, however. There is a way to distract them from their duties, if you've the right bait..."
+''"I never truly liked [Secretarians]. Intelligence gave them airs of sophistication that I've never much cared for, even before my arrival. They do serve well as entertainment, however. There is a way to distract them from their duties, if you've the right bait..."
 <br>
 -''What to Do with Paper'', Jos. Cz
 ====Names====
 * '''The Head Secretarian''' - {{Aspect|Lantern}} {{Aspect|Secret Histories}} -  A Jackal-Headed scholar who leads the effort to curate the work in the Scriptorium. He has read more of the Ink's work than anything living, or dead. He is a very busy Dog-Person, but may spare you some time if treated with respect. The Head Secretarian is not known for his humility.
-* '''"Jos. Cz"''' - {{Aspect|Heart}} {{Aspect|Grail}} - Somewhere in the marked halls of the Scriptorium is a woman who built and destroyed lives with her correspondences. Her poetry and prose wets the appetites of even the strongest mortals, and many are lost in her eternal letters. If you catch her attention correctly, she may send you such a letter.
+* '''"Jos. Cz"''' - {{Aspect|Heart}} {{Aspect|Grail}} - Somewhere in the marked halls of the Scriptorium is a woman who built and destroyed lives with her correspondences. Her poetry and prose wets the appetites of even the strongest mortals, and many are lost in her eternal letters of longing. If you catch her attention correctly, she may send you such a letter.
 ====Longs====

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 *'''The Secretarians'''
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-''"With his many Arms, the Author lifted up the Beasts of the Wood to stand, to speak, and read as Humanity does. In gratitude, they are his editors, his assistants, his secretaries. They always bear the faces of the furred beasts: the rodent, the canine, the feline, the animals found in the countryside."
+''"With his many Arms, the Author lifted up the Beasts of the Wood to stand, to speak, and read as Humanity does. In gratitude, they are his editors, his assistants, his secretaries. They always bear the faces of the furred beasts: the rodent, the canine, the feline, the animals found in the countryside. I have found they appreciate pats considerably less then their counterparts outside of the House."
 <br> -''The Pen, Indelible'', Dubedat Locke
 <br>
 <br>
-''"I never truly cared for [Secretarians]. Intelligence gave them airs of sophistication that I've never much cared for, even before. They do serve well as entertainment, however. There is a way to distract them from their duties, if you've the right bait..."
+''"I never truly cared for [Secretarians]. Intelligence gave them airs of sophistication that I've never much cared for, even before my arrival. They do serve well as entertainment, however. There is a way to distract them from their duties, if you've the right bait..."
 <br>
 -''What to Do with Paper'', Jos. Cz

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 ====Longs====
-* '''Dubedat Locke''' - {{Aspect|Moth}} {{Aspect|Knock}} - Once a distractable and eccentric writer of fiction and fairy tale, his writings tell of far off places and fantastical journeys, horrid beasts and a terrifying Wood.Be careful about his publications, lest you fall in.  Newly Long, he is eager to explore every 'what if' ever asked with his newfound time.
+* '''Dubedat Locke''' - {{Aspect|Moth}} {{Aspect|Knock}} - Once a distractable and eccentric playwright of ambition, his writings tell of far off places and fantastical journeys, horrid beasts and a terrifying Wood. Be careful about his publications, lest you fall in.  Newly Long, he is eager to speak of his many imagined paths with anyone who would listen.
 ==Locations==

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 ====Names====
 * '''The Head Secretarian''' - {{Aspect|Secret Histories}} {{Aspect|Lantern}} -  A Jackal-Headed scholar who leads the effort to curate the work in the Scriptorium. He has read more of the Ink's work than anything living, or dead. He is a very busy Dog-Person, but may spare you some time if treated with respect. The Head Secretarian is not known for his humility.
-* '''Jos. Cz''' - {{Aspect|Heart}} {{Aspect|Grail}} - Somewhere in the marked halls of the Scriptorium is a woman who built and destroyed lives with her correspondences. Her poetry and prose wets the appetites of even the strongest mortals. If you catch her attention with flowery words, she may send you a letter. Her signature is a thing to behold.
+* '''Jos. Cz''' - {{Aspect|Heart}} {{Aspect|Grail}} - Somewhere in the marked halls of the Scriptorium is a woman who built and destroyed lives with her correspondences. Her poetry and prose wets the appetites of even the strongest mortals, and many or lost in her eternal letters. If you catch her attention with flowery words, she may send you such a letter.
 ====Longs====
 * '''Dubedat Locke''' - {{Aspect|Moth}} {{Aspect|Knock}} - Once a distractable and eccentric writer of fiction and fairy tale, his writings tell of far off places and fantastical journeys, horrid beasts and a terrifying Wood.Be careful about his publications, lest you fall in.  Newly Long, he is eager to explore every 'what if' ever asked with his newfound time.