I am an old dog. Please do not attempt to make me move quickly. But you can still give me a cookie.
Did you ever wonder what happens to those pets who stop leveling and are set free to bring joy to others in the realm? Some of those pets become gods, and get their own pets. Now, they understand how fun it is to feel electricity coursing through their paws, blasting offending objects with bolts of usually accurate lightning. Occasionally, healing, but mostly lightning. As a pet, this particular god did not appreciate flash photography, so it would be hypocritical to change things now.
Daisy Wigglesworth loves beer. If you are beer, she loves you.
Daisy also loves other boozy concoctions, and will help herself to yours if you are not cautious and protective of your goblet, boot, or navel. Please do not give her IPAs, the hops are not good for her system.
20 April 2014: 08:48 PM
Dearest diary, today was the day! I carefully laid the last brick, swept all the rooms, opened all windows to let your glorious light shine in. I can’t believe it, your temple is finally finished, my Lady! I feel delirious with happiness.
I felt a sudden burst of strength, and attacked myself with double force.
I told you I like punishment. Read and comprehend better in the future.
Setting up lightning rods in case her goddess decides to “help”…
Daisy may not be bright (on occasions when she is not glowing or on fire) but she learns from repetition.
My favorite other god is Ghost Girl.
And seriously, Keleios is everywhere.
- Elected guild leader January 2016
(Don’t vote on these chronicles, please. They’re not chronicles.)
October 2016: So this ‘chronicle’ hit #1 on the Storytelling pantheon. LOLOL