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Villager: Parfait

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ID: #194122

Name: Parfait

Gender: Male

Location: Quetzal Palace

Born 2 years, 11 months ago

Career: Cook

Owner: Lupin


Genus: Shifty

Color: Midnight

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House: Quetzal Palace House (1/50)

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All comments by Parfait are in-character (so please excuse his English)

You are friend shaped!
Mother mother mother mother!

The witch who made Parfait was an experimental sort, dabbling in the necrotic arts. It was through necromancy that Parfait was "born" on her kitchen table, from witch's tar and organic ooze. The happy little blob took its first breath with a smile and a goopy gurgle, and has been growing more and more complex every day since. His personality was heavily influenced by the "mother" who made him and raised him in her basement.

However, because of his mother's lack of craftsmanship and aptitude at the time, Parfait is a shifty who has difficulty assuming an anthropomorphic form. Rather than disguising his original form with transmogrification, Parfait is stuck decorating himself to appear more palatable. He has difficulty making friends, as the general response is either to shirk away in disgust, or to try and eat him: neither of which are appropriate responses. He is known only as "Parfait," as he spends most of his time in a parfait glass, where he feels the most cozy.

He dreams of one day becoming a renowned dessert chef for the kingdom, and making a home of the royal kitchens.


Paintie by Tailgatescutebooty CSS snippets by mauve and alxq

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Comments 51

    • Hello! You are so cute! Have this as a token of our friendship! *Gives his head a little chocolate drizzle**

    • Aww, what a sweetheart

    • Misty happily gives him a strawberry.

    • Misty screeches in delight at the parfait, and pokes Parfait on the head.

    • Aww what a cutie you are~

      Don't worry I won't eat you, I literally can't eat anyways even if I wanted to so you are safe little friend~

    • Poly squeals when the goop begins to move. It's alive! It quickly squeaks an apology. It offers some of its spicy oil to you, dribbling it in a bowl of soup. Have a nice, spicy meal! Hopefully you won't melt...

    • *NOM*
      Poly bites down hard on your delicious hand. Oh dear... looks like I'll have to take someone to obedience classes.

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