dagung | Bond-Club Meme

In a book club, you get together, try out a book you might not normally try, and then discuss. Well, get ready for Bond Club!

Here’s the premise- characters in the market for a bond can come, meet up with others who are also looking for a bond, and if they hit it off, they give it a try. Take a temp-bond potion for a day and see if things click. If they do, they can give it a try in the game proper (or collectively decide to make the meme thread game canon).

Having trouble getting started? You can also post in the Randomize Me section to have your character paired up with another Mirrorbound. It’s truly a way to try out a bond you might not have otherwise considered.

Randomization will be done by Lark in batches of 6-10 (depending on the demand). If you want another random bond, you can reply to the randomizer again and be matched in the next batch if space allows.

Name: Who are you playing?
Choice: Witch or Monster (and type)

IC
About me: A short description about the character. What do you bring to the bond?
What I’m looking for: Love? Friendship? Purely a business arrangement? Someone to garden with? What’s the ideal bond look like for you?
Bond Type: Hoping to bond with a witch? A monster? Open to either?
Deal-breakers: Must love dogs, can’t be a snorer, etc. What things must someone do/not do in order for a bond to work for you?

OOC
Notes: Any warnings, requests, preferences etc that you want to put out there that your character wouldn’t say?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Hmm.

['Well-behaved' when it comes to dogs is really a low bar as far as Mogget is concerned. He exhibits far more feline traits than he would casually admit, and one of them happens to be an intense dislike of nasty, stinky canine creatures.]

Bring him. I'm open to seeing how he behaves.

[Call it a gesture of good will on Mogget's part.]

Alright. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised by him.

[Hector's absolutely bias, so don't expect objectivity here.]

I can go get him right now if you'd like.

[... sigh.]

If you must. I suggest keeping a distance.

[As Mogget cannot guarantee he will not scratch if the dog becomes bothersome.]

[Hector nods, and rushes off to fetch the dog. If it's a dealbreaker, they might as well established before they go any further.

He returns with a little black pug, with one blue eye and one eye missing, covered with a large scar. His front leg is similarly marked with scars, but the old injuries don't seem to bother the animal. He gives an excited little yip at the sight of the cat, and he dances around Hector's feet, curly tail wagging.

A concession to Mogget's concerns, Hector actually leashes the dog, a precaution he usually forgoes.]

This is Cezar. He's quite harmless.

[Dumb and sweet, but harmless.]

[It is admittedly a smaller dog than he expected to see, given Hector's overall demeanour. Exciteable, but not entirely intolerable.]

It isn't the harm a dog might do that bothers me.

[It's just... he's a cat.]

I dislike being chased.

Huh.

[Hector hadn't really thought about that aspect. Cezar isn't much of a chaser, with his tiny stump legs, one that had been bone until the Mirror had healed it.]

Hmmm, he's good about listening to commands. Try telling him to sit, and we'll see if he'll listen to a cat.

Hmm.

[Now, there's something very appealing about a dog actually obeying his commands. Since Cezar is leashed, Mogget walks as close as he dares and sits down, curling his tail around his paws.]

Cezar, sit.

[Cezar, who is a very good dog, sits, then turns his head to Hector for praise. He doesn't seem to realize that the command came from the cat, but he knows the word, and what is expected from him when he hears it.]

Good boy. [Hector murmurs. Cezar's little curl of a tail wags.]

... Interesting.

[Admittedly, Mogget has never tried that before. He approaches the dog curiously, stretching out his body to lean his nose forward for a delicate sniff.]

Perhaps not all dogs are idiots, after all.

[Oh, Mogget, hope you don't mind getting licked on the nose, because that is what happens to anything, man or creature, that puts its face within range of Cezar's tongue. It's the one thing Hector hadn't been able to train out of him (though, admittedly, he hasn't tried very hard).

Hector sighs and scoops the dog up. Best not to annoy Mogget too much, what with their prospective alliance in the balance.]

Sorry. He's very friendly.

[Mogget does not appreciate the attempts to lick him on the nose, and it's only lucky he saw it coming and managed to bounce back out of the way enough to only get the slightest flick of the dog's tongue against his nose.

Still, he does not like that.]

So he is.

[But Mogget is not being chased, and he views that as something of a plus.]

But... acceptable.

["Acceptable"? Good, then it's not a deal-breaker. So that's something. Hector nods down at the cat.]

Alright, then. I can go put him away. If you can suffer his presence, then I think we can truly consider this bond.

I'm sure I can tolerate it, as long as he doesn't try to lick me again.

[Because... yuck.]

And as I have a vested interest in not exploding, I'm happy to give it consideration also.

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