Potions
An old drawing of mine called Between Time and Space. Sometimes it’s nice to fade away into the melody and forget everything else.
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Closed starter for the @thedemiurgickids
“[Hello and welcome to the Robothecary! Today we have a 10 percent discount on all minor quick-heal potions! Is there anything I can do for you today?]”
Closed starter for @kyaaanite
Bones had just opened up shop for the day, but since it was so early, he wasn’t expecting any customers quite yet. Picking up a box, the robot began carefully restocking the shelves, mentally berating himself for not finishing the chore last night. A few minutes had passed when the shop’s bell rang, startling Bones into nearly dropping the last few potions.
Sounding a bit flustered, he called out: “[My apologies, I’ll be out in just a moment!]” and hurried to put the last few potions away.
“[Once again, I apologize. I was not expecting anyone here so early!]” Bones said, dipping his head as he hurried into the main shop, “[How can I help-?]”
Cutting himself off at the sight of the other’s injuries, the robot quietly hissed in sympathy. That sparking did not look good.
“[Ah, may I take a look at that injury, as to make suggestions for what may help? Or do you already have specific parts in mind?]”
frozen sweet blue tea with lemon, it is bright blue naturally, but lemon makes it purple
Doing some simple objects in this recent style.
Potion of True Sight.
//ahahahaha its been like what… 1… 2 years now? Crazy
//i do miss my roboboi, tho… and i did have some pretty cool plans!!!
//i might start this thing up again…. would anyone be interested?
A Poison turned Sweet (closed RP)
“Okay, I’ll call you Doc then,” she replied, managing to give him a small smile. That smile vanished once she glanced down at her arm. She gasp and turned away, shutting her eyes tight in aversion. She fought to open her eyes again to talk with Doc but kept her face turned in the opposite direction, refusing to look at her wound.
“U-um.. If it’s not too much trouble, I.. um.. I wouldn’t want to pass out again and I.. I don’t.. um..” Clearly the answer was no and she’d need some help cleaning her arm.
“[Don’t worry, it’ll be no trouble at all.]” Bones soothed.
“[Now, if you could follow me this way-]” He said, gently leading Shojo by the arm over to a different section of the kitchenette. Ducking down, he squinted into the cabinets for a moment, before letting out a small “[Aha!]” and pulling out a clear bottle, a couple of small rags, and pair of tweezers.
Gently taking her arm, the bot focused in on her wound, searching for any larger pieces of debris. The pupil on his screen grew and spun slowly as he scanned, before going back to normal. Humming thoughtfully, Bones looked up at the woman and said: “[There’s some pieces of gravel that I need to remove. I’ll do my best to make sure it won’t hurt, but I just wanted to give you a warning in advance.]”