Villager: Cherry Pyropaw
Villager Info
ID: #52425
Name: Cherry Pyropaw
Gender: Female
Location: Olde Foxbury
Born 9 years, 5 months ago
Career: Blacksmith
Owner: sewinghearts5
Species: Mustelid
Color: Least Weasel
Buffs:House: FurCoin House
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(Warning: Cursing and sex references included.)
You explain to the lizard that you have a (your topic; problem, deal, etc.) to discuss with your blacksmith.
The lizard's eyes raise, but then lower in an expression of hatred. She takes the door with her right hand, and slammed it on (your villager's name), barely missing your (tail/fingers). You sigh, and start to walk off before you can hear some bickering behind the door. As you where curious you walk back, and lean your ear against the wall next to the door. You can hear the muffled yells of the residents of the house.
"Hey, what the hell Arizona?! (He/She) was just trying to talk to Cherry!" The male, but feminine, voice from earlier yelled.
"Because that (an insulting name for your villager species) was trying to FUCK Cherry!!" The lizard snapped.
"That kind (your villager's species) was just trying to get something from Cherry, maybe just a little repa-"
"They wanted some PUSSY, that's what!"
"(If Villager Male) JESUS CHRIST ARIZONA, not EVERY male is a RAPIST!/ (If Villager Female) JESUS CHRIST ARIZONA, you CAN'T just GUESS someone's SEXUALITY!!"
"Well, FUCK YO-"
A large clunk signified that one of the doors were opened, and followed by some boot clunks, you can only piece together that 'Cherry' arose from her crib. "Um, what's going on here?" She spoke in a sweet but concerned, almost if you envisioned Papyrus and Toriel from Undertale mixing personalities.
There was a minor pause in the household due to Cherry's arrival, but the lizard spoke. "Cherry, it's none of your problems." She spoke in such a different tone, it was odd. It was like she was trying to comfort her.
"Well, If you slam the door on a young (villager gender) (villager species), then maybe it is a problem." The whole house went silent after that remark, but was quickly stopped when Cherry said, while walking to the front door. "Alright, let's welcome this poor guy/gal back in..."
In a panic, you flurry back to the front of the door, smiling and waiting. As the door swings open, a chocolate and vanilla colored ferret with a tight, coal covered blacksmith outfit and holding a battered down hammer. Her smile was as bright as ever, and her eyes were as kind as
(TBC!)
You explain to the lizard that you have a (your topic; problem, deal, etc.) to discuss with your blacksmith.
The lizard's eyes raise, but then lower in an expression of hatred. She takes the door with her right hand, and slammed it on (your villager's name), barely missing your (tail/fingers). You sigh, and start to walk off before you can hear some bickering behind the door. As you where curious you walk back, and lean your ear against the wall next to the door. You can hear the muffled yells of the residents of the house.
"Hey, what the hell Arizona?! (He/She) was just trying to talk to Cherry!" The male, but feminine, voice from earlier yelled.
"Because that (an insulting name for your villager species) was trying to FUCK Cherry!!" The lizard snapped.
"That kind (your villager's species) was just trying to get something from Cherry, maybe just a little repa-"
"They wanted some PUSSY, that's what!"
"(If Villager Male) JESUS CHRIST ARIZONA, not EVERY male is a RAPIST!/ (If Villager Female) JESUS CHRIST ARIZONA, you CAN'T just GUESS someone's SEXUALITY!!"
"Well, FUCK YO-"
A large clunk signified that one of the doors were opened, and followed by some boot clunks, you can only piece together that 'Cherry' arose from her crib. "Um, what's going on here?" She spoke in a sweet but concerned, almost if you envisioned Papyrus and Toriel from Undertale mixing personalities.
There was a minor pause in the household due to Cherry's arrival, but the lizard spoke. "Cherry, it's none of your problems." She spoke in such a different tone, it was odd. It was like she was trying to comfort her.
"Well, If you slam the door on a young (villager gender) (villager species), then maybe it is a problem." The whole house went silent after that remark, but was quickly stopped when Cherry said, while walking to the front door. "Alright, let's welcome this poor guy/gal back in..."
In a panic, you flurry back to the front of the door, smiling and waiting. As the door swings open, a chocolate and vanilla colored ferret with a tight, coal covered blacksmith outfit and holding a battered down hammer. Her smile was as bright as ever, and her eyes were as kind as
(TBC!)
