[the forest looms, uninviting and full of menace, but you're out here anyway, aren't you? meandering through the trees until you stumble upon a tiny little candy house. haven't you read the story of Hansel and Gretel?? you should maybe not stick around for too long]
[seriously. because before you can approach said house, several sharp rapports crack through the air around you as bullets whiz through the air and puncture the ground near your feet, kicking up dirt upon impact. whoops. . .!]
[so anyway, there's a grandly dressed pirate lady hanging off the side of the house, her flintlock pistol levied in your direction, a manic-yet-delighted expression twisting up her features]
Aaaaah, don't be shy! Take one more step, will you? It's been centuries since I've had a good brawl; don't disappoint me, now.
[someone ate the candy]
three.
[for anyone brave (???) enough to partner up with this boisterous personality in feeding the cockatrice, one you both manage to find the creature, Rider is. . . just going to fold her arms and stare at the animal, gaze narrowed and lips quirked upwards in something akin to excitement]
Tch. You don't plan on eating quietly, do you, beast? Hey.
[that's directed at you, as Rider steps forward, hand raised in a casual, dismissive wave]
francis drake/rider | fate/grand order
[the forest looms, uninviting and full of menace, but you're out here anyway, aren't you? meandering through the trees until you stumble upon a tiny little candy house. haven't you read the story of Hansel and Gretel?? you should maybe not stick around for too long]
[seriously. because before you can approach said house, several sharp rapports crack through the air around you as bullets whiz through the air and puncture the ground near your feet, kicking up dirt upon impact. whoops. . .!]
[so anyway, there's a grandly dressed pirate lady hanging off the side of the house, her flintlock pistol levied in your direction, a manic-yet-delighted expression twisting up her features]
Aaaaah, don't be shy! Take one more step, will you? It's been centuries since I've had a good brawl; don't disappoint me, now.
[someone ate the candy]
three.
[for anyone brave (???) enough to partner up with this boisterous personality in feeding the cockatrice, one you both manage to find the creature, Rider is. . . just going to fold her arms and stare at the animal, gaze narrowed and lips quirked upwards in something akin to excitement]
Tch. You don't plan on eating quietly, do you, beast? Hey.
[that's directed at you, as Rider steps forward, hand raised in a casual, dismissive wave]
Stand back. I'm going to claim it as mine.
wildcard.
[feel free to make up your own prompts!]a