Pearls, Sheep and a Party

“This is the year of Baroque!” one of the squirrel brothers declared.

Bunlings had been waiting and waiting and waiiiiting to hear the news on what the next Fallen year would be, and since they knew it was announced somewhere within the colourful tree season, there had been many impatient nose wiggles lately. Now a chorus of cheers erupted on the meadow until the inevitable silence followed with the question hanging in the air.

“What’s baarokki?”

The squirrel sighed. “Baroque. It’s fancy hooman style of shiny gold and squiggles and fluffy hairs and singing very high.” He wasn’t quite sure of the details himself, but knew it was definitely more accurate than-

“Maybe it’s a sheep party?”

The squirrel’s paws met his tiny face.

“Yas! Sheep party! Rokki like hooman hopsi music and bää like sheep say!”

“It. is. not. a. sheep. party.” The squirrel sighed. “If it was a sheep party, do you think Matshan would use it as his name?”

“Matshan’s name is a sheep party?” The in-depth ponderings of mixing these two ideas together was clearly causing giant headache for the tiny bunlings. Heads were tilted, ears were drooped, round balls of fluff fellededs over.

“No. Matshan is not a sheep party, he’s hooman arts of pearls and fluffy hair and-“

“Nuu. His hair is always very straight. ‘n Ladybun has the pearls.”

“Maybe Ladybun is a sheep party, ‘n Matshan just joins in?”

“No one’s a sheep party!”

“But you said it’s about fluffy hair, that’s sheep!”

“…fine. It’s a sheep party. Surely makes sense. Why not.”

Another chorus of cheers sounded. Bunlings did not understand much about arts, but sheep parties were right up their small alley. 

“Maybe the hair is fluffy because there’s a sheep there!”

“Ooooooo.”

“We must help Ladybun with the Fallen Wall of Fanciness, and bring sheep!”

“A quest!”

“We are hiirous! Sheep party hiirous!”

So they were off to find sheep, and fluffy hair, and parties, and possibly even one day deeper understanding of bäärokki.

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The picture is for Fallen God & Goddess Contest 2022, or as bunlings call it: Fallen Wall of Fanciness. The deadline to deliver pictures is on Friday, October 7th, 11 PM SLT. More info and details here: Fallen God & Goddess Contest 2022

My picture might be on that wall, but it is not competing. Bunlings just want to join in every year for the joy of joining.

The contest is a part of Fallen Gods Inc. 15th Anniversary Festival which features hunts, market, fortune teller, parties and much more. More details here: Fallen Gods Inc. 15th Anniversary

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Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Pure [xx]+FGInc.+ Pearl

Face Tattoo & Forehead Pearl: Fallen Gods Inc. – Gloria Bright Gold, full & Gloria, barroco original hue (Seeker of Memories Hunt through October 2022)

Body Tattoos: Fallen Gods Inc. – Elegance Gold Relief & Sovereign Gold Filigree

Hair: Exile:: Versailles
Eyes: IKON Mortal Eyes – Parchment
Headdress: :MoonAmore: SwanLake / Feather Tiara (Pure)
Jewelry: [MANDALA] Pearl Rain Set
Dress: Belle Epoque { La Comtesse } White

Mesh:
Maitreya Lara Body
Slink Hands Dynamic (Bento)
LOGO Alexis Bento Head

Bunling: !Ohmai: Mochi Bunny 
+Half-Deer+ Kerfluffle Sheep – Marshmallow
Gloria, barroco sunlight +Fallen Gods Inc.+ 
Bliensen + MaiTai – Liaison Dangereuse – White with Roses
~Fallen Gods Inc. 15th~ Gloria Hunt / Flawed pearl display

Preparing for the Year of Squiggles

“Ladybun says this year Matshan will celebrate fancy squiggle writing and poking-top houses and desert,” one of the squirrel brothers informed the rest of the critters.

“We’re verigud at squiggle writing!” Bunlings got immediately excited.

“Finally, the Year of Desserts!” declared Addler, waving his too-short-arms in the air.

“The hot-sand and sun type of desert, not the ice cream one,” the squirrel corrected and observed the otter deflate like a sad balloon.

“Apparently there’s also snakes involved,” continued the other squirrel brother.

“Sneks!” Bunlings hopped around a little, then decided to double-check. “Nais sneks? Like Imhotep?”

“Not-at-all-dangerous-to-critters kind of sneks?”

“All kind of snakes! Also a very doomy one called…” the squirrel did a little drum roll on a pine cone, “Apophis!”

“A poppis!” Bunlings gasped, then reconsidered. “He sounds nais.” “He sounds like he’s gud at disko.” “Not duumi at all.”

The squirrel sighed. “…fine. Very good at disco. But how do you want to celebrate? Besides ice cream in the desert.” He raised a paw to stop Addler before he managed to bring it up.

“We must pose with Ladybun for the Great Fallen Wall of Fanciness!”

“Yas! We can play cleobun!”

“I have a black crayon for a perfect a poppis look!”

“I wanna pose, I’ve practised my profile nose twitch!”

“Fallen profile nose twitch a poppis cleobun picturing plan go!”

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The picture is taken for Fallen God & Goddess Contest 2021. The deadline to deliver pictures is on Saturday, October 9th, at 11 PM SLT. Info and rules can be found here: Fallen God & Goddess Contest 2021.

The contest is a part of Fallen Gods Inc. 14th Anniversary, which includes hunts, market, events and much more! Read details here: Fallen Gods Inc. 14th Anniversary

Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Blessed Silver PG

Body Tattoo: Fallen Gods Inc. – Damned Black/Silver

Face Tattoo: The Gaze of Apophis Black&Silver
(currently available in Seeker of Memories hunt)

Hair: !lamb. Bang Bang Ink
Eyes: A.D.D.Andel! Sunstone Eyes: White
Maitreya Lara Body
Slink Hands
LOGO Alexis Head
Bunling: !Ohmai Mochi Bunny
Bunling’s A Poppis liner result of photoshop crayoning

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands – Bunlings in Sanguinely Garden

“Do you think they eat paint?” Bunlings stared at the rainbow forming between the two elephants.

The smaller bunling shook his head. “Paint smells bad. Must be bad nom.” He perked his ears. “Maybe they eat colourful noms!”

“Strawberries ‘n kiwis ‘n blueberries ‘n-“ They stared at the rainbow’s colours for a long moment, trying to think of berries and fruit in all the colours.

“…cakes?”

“Yas! Hoomans make keiks in all colours, isgud.”

“So they eat noms, ‘n then they… breathe colours!”

Bunlings watched for a moment more, satisfied with this idea.

“Best magic show in the Fairelands.”

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There are awesome critter-scribbled flags for anyone finding certain critters in the Fairelands. You can see all the absolutely srs critter-finding challenges on the Faire’s website, and whenever you find one of the critters in the picture, click them for a flag.

Absolutely SRS Critter Finding Challenge

PS: The bunlings are adventuring in the Faireland of Sanguinely Garden. Fantasy Faire is open April 18 – May 5, so visit them while they’re here!

 

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Squirrels on the Celestial Plain

“I think they’re treasures! Falling treasures. ‘s why they’re shiny!” The first stargazing squirrel nodded decisively.

The second squirrel shook his head. “Nuh uh. Nuts. A big sky creature is dropping nuts on hooman heads.”

The first squirrel tilted his head, peering up at the shooting stars. This theory did make quite a bit of sense to him.

“Then why are they glowing?”

A moment of silence as both squirrels scratched their heads. Then the second one nodded again. “Sky magics. The nuts in the sky are glowy, see! There must be a huge forest up there, ‘n we can see just the glowy nuts!”

“Ooooooo.” The first squirrel tilted his head, pondering this. “Maybe there’s a harvest going on and they’re shaking the trees!”

“Yes! ‘n maybe, mayyybe if we find one sky nut, it’ll be a feast for whole family tree!”

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There are awesome critter-scribbled flags for anyone finding certain critters in the Fairelands. You can see all the absolutely srs critter-finding challenges on the Faire’s website, and whenever you find one of the critters in the picture, click them for a flag.

Absolutely SRS Critter Finding Challenge

PS: The squirrels are adventuring in the Faireland of The Celestial Plain. Fantasy Faire is open April 18 – May 5, so visit them while they’re here!

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings in Thornfast

“Maybe it’s a nice hotel for critters?” Bunling’s voice was slightly hesitant, albeit hopeful.

“With noms and spa and waterslides and clean under-couches and soft pillows and and-“ The other bunling sounded excited, although her ears were lowered.

“Yes!” The first bunling exclaimed, then peeked around nervously, in case something had heard him.

Neither bunling hopped up the next giant stair. The first one scuffed a small paw against the stone. The second examined her ear.

“Maybe the others went there, too?” Now both rose to hindpaws enough to try to peek toward the looming structure.

“Maybe we could knock on the threshold?”

“The gate is closed, there can be no hoomans inside.” Critters, naturally, would fit through the bars.

“Nor anything bigger!” This thought cheered them up considerably.

The first bunling raised his ears and hopped one step up. “Are we brave adventurers or bunlings!”

“Bunlings.” The second one hopped up despite her answer.

Hop by huge gravity-defying hop they moved toward the giant castle. Curiosity kills only cats, after all.

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There are awesome critter-scribbled flags for anyone finding certain critters in the Fairelands. You can see all the absolutely srs critter-finding challenges on the Faire’s website, and whenever you find one of the critters in the picture, click them for a flag.

Absolutely SRS Critter Finding Challenge

PS: The bunlings are adventuring in the Faireland of Thornfast. Fantasy Faire is open April 18 – May 5, so visit them while they’re here!

Critter Parade in the Fairelands

“Are you SURE this is the queue for the nom kiosk?” The fourth bunling sounded a bit dubious and tilted his ears matchingly.

“Of course!” answered the first bunling. “Just look at all of those locals lining up! They wouldn’t do that without a good reason.”

The other three bunlings nodded in unison. It made sense. They knew there was no better reason to queue than noms, after all. They stood still for another long moment before the second bunling piped up.

“But I don’t smell any noms!”

The other three sniffed the air thoughtfully. Grass. Flowers. Salty splashy big water. Sun-warmed stone. No noms.

“Maybe we should go see where the end of the line is?”

There was considerable headtilting at this. The third bunling nosed his ear in ponderings.

“Wouldn’t that be rude? They look like they’ve been waiting a long time.”

More nodnodding took place. Bunlings didn’t want to cut the line, they were happy to wait their turn.

“Maybe the kiosk isn’t open yet, and the queue will be shorter later on?”

This thought received several oooo-sounds and agreeing tail-wiggles.

“I know, let’s go find the others! ‘m sure they’re here… somewhere.”

Bunlings had journeyed into the Fairelands with a group of critters, but they had all hopped through different portals in the Junction, and scattered after all the squeesome things and magical scents.

“A QUEST!” the first bunling exclaimed, proud to remember the tricksy word. “We shall find them, ‘n then get rewards!”

“What kind of rewards?” The other bunlings were wide-eyed with excitement. The fourth one almost felled over.

The first bunling pondered for a moment, then nodded so deep his whiskers touched the ground. “Flags. There will be flags.”

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There indeed are flags for anyone finding certain critters in the Fairelands. You can see all the absolutely srs critter-finding challenges on the Faire’s website, and whenever you find one of the critters in the picture, click them for a flag.

Absolutely SRS Critter Finding Challenge

PS: The bunlings are forming the orderly queue in the Faireland of Midas. Fantasy Faire is open April 18 – May 5, so visit them while they’re here!

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings and the Dungeon Treasure

The journey through scarydark had been long. Bunlings kept stopping and peeking behind them to make sure the strange mirror creatures were not following. They didn’t. Eventually they decided that Faireland magic kept them in the Mirror World and relaxed. 

“Maybe they’re not mean? Maybe they just look all grrrr?”

“Like Matshan?” Bunling flopped his ears thoughtfully. Maybe the Mirror Creatures would be full of good magic too when met.

“Ys.” Both bunlings paused to consider this possibility, then shook their heads.

“There was no critters near, only bones. That’s bad grrr.”

“Yas. Not a weff in sight. Or even a birdy.”

“They can stay in the mirror. No need to hlp out!”

Happy with their decision the bunlings continued following the gigantic glowing mushrooms that towered over them. The corridors were long and dark, but eventually their noses caught a familiar scent.

“Karots!”

Hopping turned into zooming as the bunlings followed their noses straight into the bazaar, and into the carrot container, the true golden treasure of the Bazaar Dungeon.

Bunlings are adventuring in The Bazaar Dungeon at Fantasy Faire. Come join them!

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Sailing in Junction

It is tricksy to cross the sea between Falls of Hope and Aetherea, especially if you’re not a mermaid. Or have a handy snorkel. Or if you cannot really swim, just splash a little in shallow pools for fun.

Fortunately the bunling had come prepared with a mighty ship. He did not really have paddles — nor paw flexibility to use any — but the ship had a big sail, and Fairelands always seemed to help the travelers to get where they were going. The bunling liked that, and wished other lands were as friendly, too.

As he was bravely sailing across the endless ocean, he suddenly noticed a flower crown emerging from the depths, followed by a fishie. There was a moment of excited waving and almost toppling over, then a calmer happy greeting.

The fish said he usually frolics with all his friends in the endless embrace of colours, but sometimes he peeks up at the strange thin water above the cover of the world. Bunling peeked up too, but saw only fluffy clouds in the sky. Then he peeked down and touched his nose to the wet surface, causing ripples. He leaned further… and further… and then almost tumbled over as he saw the colours. So many colours all over, swaying and dancing in the water! 

The newly-found fish-friend straightened the mighty ship and nudged it to follow the right stream, to make sure the bunling would reach land safely. He waved, and waved, and waved some more, until the flower crown vanished from sight. He did not dare to peek into the water again, it had all looked immense and easy to get lost in — even with a snorkel — but he kept thinking about the colours. One day he’d learn how to bubble safely and go back. One day he’d also frolic in the colours with fish friends.

The bunling is sailing in Fairelands Junction, visiting Fantasy Faire, which is still open until May 7th!

The mighty ship is {RW} Pools of Ethuil Memoria Caravel by Roawenwood, available of course at the Faire, in Roawenwood’s store at Pools of Ethuil.

Bunling by !Ohmai, fishie by +Half-Deer+.

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Addler in Tiny Town

Addler was not quite certain why hoomans called good things a heaven. Heaven was blue and white and sometimes even rainy. Regardless, he had heard the expression often enough to ponder whether this could be one. He had never seen so many waffles anywhere in his life! He had lived long, too, at least all the pawfuls! It was a mountain of waffles, and more were appearing all the time, like magic!

He sniffed around in case this was Matshan’s doing — when things appeared out of nowhere, it often was — but could smell just the waffles, and various critter scents, and more waffles! He waddled closer to the waffle shower. Closer. Clooooooser.

When one dropped on his head he finally believed they were real. He took a bite, then another. Then another. Three waffles later he remembered to look around in case there were any potential waffle treasure owners glaring at him, but nope. He was alone. Alone with a mountain of waffles!

Five more waffles later he felt his tummy rounding up from the golden treasure, and he plopped down, letting the waffles rain on him. The world was golden and squareish and delicious smelling. He felt fuzzy-headed and after a little while flopped backwards, letting the waffles half-bury him. World was wonderful. Waffles were wonderful. Perhaps… perhaps world was a waffle. Yes. In his sugar-induced higher meditative state, this felt like the most profound truth of all time.

World is delicious and intoxicating and fulfilling and sometimes exhausting.

World is a waffle.

Addler is visiting Fantasy Faire, enjoying the waffle rain in Tiny Town. Come join him!

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings in Aetherea

“Oooooooooooo.” Bunlings exhaled their astonishment in unison, a small soft sound echoing over the temples.

“It’s all shiny!” One exclaimed, then lowered his voice to a whisper. “‘n prittiful ‘n there’s fishies!”

“Floaty magic! I wonder if there’s floaty upside hoomans living there, too.”

“Think we’ll be upside down if we go there?” The smaller bunling tilted her head and almost tumbled over from the roof where their floating flower vehicle had landed.

“I see green things!” There was paw-pointing toward the lawn, and happily perked ears.

“Let’s-” A pause, a glance down, a glance at not-good-at-climbing-paws, then both turned toward the floaty flower and hopped on once more, just to let it glide gently down.

“Now let’s look clos-” Another pause, and both bunlings sniffed the air.

“It smells like Matshan! Allover Matshan! ‘s like home!”

“Also smells of flowers and candles and and… magic and gudspirits!”

“Let’s go say hai!”

Bunlings hopped and bopped allover, checked under the benches and cushions, nosed trees and flowers, clambered up big stairs to even bigger buildings, headtilted at each bell sound until they eventually found stairs leading to what seemed like scattered flowers and food.

“I think the gudspirits are invisible. Makes sense, less hoomans bothering them.”

“Look, hoomans leave things for them to nom! We should, too.”

After a slow clambering and dragging of a big carrot up the stairs one by one, the bunlings finally laid the vegetable next to the other gifts on the shrine.

“Hello, gudspirits! We come from Ambar. Everyone says hai!”

“You smell like home, so we must be friends! We brought you a karot. It’s very tasty.”

The bunlings stayed silent for a while, as to listen, ears tilting from one side to another. Then both bopped a small bow and hop-tumbled down the shrine, leaving the offering next to the flowers and incense to delight the spirits.

Bunlings are visiting Fantasy Faire, come join them in Aetherea!