((Ok guys, so I ended up just wiping out my entire ask box so I can start fresh! The ask box is open again!
I’m openin’ this ol’ shop back up, so get to asking some questions! Since I literally don’t have any anymore ))
((Hey guys! Sorry I’ve fallen behind on answering asks, I’ve been having a ton of internet problems lately.
I’m giving a headsup though, I plan on wiping out my entire ask box and starting new in a bit here, ok? I’m going to pick out some asks I DID want to answer from the pile of 20+ first, and answer those before I delete them all.
I’ll make a post when I’ve cleared my ask-box and you’re free to start sending new asks again! Feel free to resend a previous ask if I didn’t get to it, and you really wanted to have it answered.
Also be aware this blog is not only for Peppermint to answer questions. The following characters are also included:
Prince Peppermint (Main)
Tasha the Red Tailed Hawk
X the Zombie-Wolf
Anubis the Poltergeist
Adrian the Fire Person/Cinnabar Moth
So look for new updates soon, and thank you guys so much for having interest in my little dork here
P.S. So that means for NOW I will be closing the ask-box until further notice.))
Streaming me drawing some answers to some of Pepper’s asks! Feel free to stop by and watch! :3
I will be starting in a few minutes.
“He stared listlessly at a large crown in his lap that he was steadily fingering, memorizing its every contour and imperfection, his fingertips brushing softly over the red jewels that encrusted its base. Pepper stiffly lifted it to eye level, the sun blazing through the sharp openings in the front, giving it the appearance that it was glowing white hot in his hands. With a sour taste in his mouth that was akin to ashes he set it aside with a clatter, unable to look at it any longer.
Pepper watched in silence as slowly people began to enter the castle- people from kingdoms spread far and wide to the furthest touching recesses of Ooo. Many of them he recognized, many of them he didn’t. But every one that caught his eye would pause, their expression clearly one of condolence, and would proceed to bow themselves as deeply as they dared to him before slipping on inside. Pepper had hoped that- one day- seeing that would fill him with ratification and pride.
Now it just made him sick.
It was all he could do to muster up the strength to give them the most fake smile imaginable, putting a picture of the most blatant lie on his face, because he wasn’t at all happy. But he had to reassure everyone. It was his job.
He was the King after all.”
Hey, Why don’t we all play?
Come on you guys. I know you are there. I follow your blogs
I’m looking at you, Pepper and Amelia
That is so uncouth Priscilla!
And I- I’m a Prince anyway! I can’t!
Not that I’d want to do that in the first place!