Blossomgale(Request which flower you want for him, if you want one?) [NOPE. NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE.
Those are big bees. Those are really heckin' big bees. God almighty those things are huge. One look at them, and Morgana is completely convinced he wants nothing to do with the giant flowers, no matter how pretty they are. Morgana is immediately backing away, straight into another patch of much, much smaller flowers, and hoping he's far away enough that they don't take any notice of him.]
Blossomgale BBQ [Something smells amazing. And not just in the "flowers are really nice" way--in the "someone around here is a very good cook and is cooking tons of meat" way. Even from a distance, Morgana's stomach starts growling at the smell. He's quick to approach, a small tuxedo cat with softly glowing blue eyes, who's sniffing avidly and looking very interested in all the food being served. Who wants to spoil an adorable kitty with all the meat his heart desires?]
Fall's Heart(AKA probably the only mildly upsetting prompt on here) [Maybe you're walking with Morgana, or maybe you spot him while you're out and about on your own--but either way, he steps in a puddle as he goes without meaning to. There's a distinctly displeased noise as he tries to shake the water off his paw, he looks down--
--and immediately yelps in fear at the Shadow that erupts from the pool, in a manner unsettlingly like his nightmare.]
Gyaaah?!
[Morgana abruptly recoils, falls on his butt, and scrambles backwards in bewildered alarm.]
Loot [Do you hear the sound of someone eating? Or perhaps purring? If you look around a bit, you may see a long tail sticking out from under some low undergrowth, happily swishing away. Closer inspection reveals the rest of the cat; Morgana has found a plate of barbecued ribs and fries hidden low enough to the ground where humans were unlikely to spot it. Needless to say, he's absolutely going to town on it--his face and front paws are more brown than white right now, smeared as they are with barbecue sauce.
Or perhaps instead, you may see a rather puzzled looking cat circling a leaf pile nestled in a crook of the roots of a tree, examining a huge plastic bin full of granola that's half buried in it. What's this doing here? He stands up on his hind legs and unfastens the catch holding the lid shut, remarkably skillfully for someone with no real fingers or opposable thumbs.]
What's this stuff? Kibble?
TDM Continuations [From here. Feel free to continue on those threads in here if you want points for the thread? Or if you haven't threaded with Morgana yet, feel free to reply to those prompts here anyway!]
Wildcard [Hit me up with whatever you want~]
((OOC: Yet another new arrival, here since about halfway through the dungeon. Since they're away from the station's translating effects, characters can choose whether or not to hear meowing or intelligible speech while Morgana is a cat; while he's a mascot, they're guaranteed to hear him speaking normally. Feel free to pick whether you meet him in his cat or mascot form, too!))
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[NOPE. NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE.
Those are big bees. Those are really heckin' big bees. God almighty those things are huge. One look at them, and Morgana is completely convinced he wants nothing to do with the giant flowers, no matter how pretty they are. Morgana is immediately backing away, straight into another patch of much, much smaller flowers, and hoping he's far away enough that they don't take any notice of him.]
Blossomgale BBQ
[Something smells amazing. And not just in the "flowers are really nice" way--in the "someone around here is a very good cook and is cooking tons of meat" way. Even from a distance, Morgana's stomach starts growling at the smell. He's quick to approach, a small tuxedo cat with softly glowing blue eyes, who's sniffing avidly and looking very interested in all the food being served. Who wants to spoil an adorable kitty with all the meat his heart desires?]
Fall's Heart (AKA probably the only mildly upsetting prompt on here)
[Maybe you're walking with Morgana, or maybe you spot him while you're out and about on your own--but either way, he steps in a puddle as he goes without meaning to. There's a distinctly displeased noise as he tries to shake the water off his paw, he looks down--
--and immediately yelps in fear at the Shadow that erupts from the pool, in a manner unsettlingly like his nightmare.]
Gyaaah?!
[Morgana abruptly recoils, falls on his butt, and scrambles backwards in bewildered alarm.]
Loot
[Do you hear the sound of someone eating? Or perhaps purring? If you look around a bit, you may see a long tail sticking out from under some low undergrowth, happily swishing away. Closer inspection reveals the rest of the cat; Morgana has found a plate of barbecued ribs and fries hidden low enough to the ground where humans were unlikely to spot it. Needless to say, he's absolutely going to town on it--his face and front paws are more brown than white right now, smeared as they are with barbecue sauce.
Or perhaps instead, you may see a rather puzzled looking cat circling a leaf pile nestled in a crook of the roots of a tree, examining a huge plastic bin full of granola that's half buried in it. What's this doing here? He stands up on his hind legs and unfastens the catch holding the lid shut, remarkably skillfully for someone with no real fingers or opposable thumbs.]
What's this stuff? Kibble?
TDM Continuations
[From here. Feel free to continue on those threads in here if you want points for the thread? Or if you haven't threaded with Morgana yet, feel free to reply to those prompts here anyway!]
Wildcard
[Hit me up with whatever you want~]
((OOC: Yet another new arrival, here since about halfway through the dungeon. Since they're away from the station's translating effects, characters can choose whether or not to hear meowing or intelligible speech while Morgana is a cat; while he's a mascot, they're guaranteed to hear him speaking normally. Feel free to pick whether you meet him in his cat or mascot form, too!))