[Jaykobell]

On this day, it was a day that would be even better than any other regular day. That was true: Johnson Smith was about to do something spectacular. Not that Johnson Smith was ever anything but that, but today, it would rock the world itself. The very foundations would shake, and the world might just crumble.

For now, Johnson had to get ready. In order to do that, he had to stop at a shop first. Although he was so great, it did not prevent Johnson Smith from having to pay like a normal, responsible Kuhna of society. He had no choice but to use the little Keystones he had to buy some materials.

"Oy!" he called out to the shop owner, and he pulled himself up on the counter. "I will take... these!" he screeched, raising on his hind legs and pointing a mighty toe towards the Fortuity Potion. "I will take two Fortuity Potions! Hurry! They are important!" It was a matter of life and death. Johnson had to be back home before dinner, so every second mattered!

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[Nyxia]

There was something up at the club lately, not that Titcha was complaining. She was finally out from behind the bar for a little while, and still being paid for it. Her boss had made a clear request, a single potion was to be bought and brought back to him. So that was the entire reason Titcha sashayed into the potion shop in the cool evening, wearing a smirk on her face. "Oh so many pretty bottles." Titcha was impressed by the wide selection and the variety. "I do need one Lovey Love Potion." She pointed it out to him, then let her eyes roam the choices. Nothing else here could be useful to her boss, not that she had any idea of what this was all for.

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[Middy]

Being sent out for errands like this would be beneath him, if it weren't for Faust himself requesting it. When his King told him to do something, he had no choice but to do it. This... this out of all things seemed so... embarrassing! Couldn't he send some lesser demon to go out and shop for him? A Duke of his status was there to command legions, trick mortals into giving up their souls, cause terror and death for those in the human realm!

Still, he could huff and puff all he wanted to, but when it came down to it, there was nothing he could do. He was here for one potion anyway, no harm done in that. Right? "Er... hey. I'm here for ONE Palette Potion please. Just... make this quick so I'm not seen by anyone I know."

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[Moofius]

The door chime made a perfectly accurate sound of a unicorn's whiny (not that most knew what that sounded like) as Zed skipped merrily into the shop, a very confused anura perched on his head.

"Hello~" the sygriff purred, the anura making a sound between a croak and a hiccup as a small ammount of keystones flew out of his mouth and onto the counter. The dreamsnare pet did not seem at all disturbed, confused, or annoyed; only incredibly pleased which was how he carried himself most days.

"I'd like to purchase 2 Fortuity Potions, and 4 Chaos Draughts which would equate to 250ks."
Zed's head tilted back, pupiless eyes presumably looking towards the anura on his head which croaked sullenly. Then it hiccuped, croaked, and the required amount of keystones skittered across the counter, slick with saliva.
"Oh, good job. And you even remembered the one you prematurely coughed up. You're the best coin purse ever!"

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[Middy]

Dain had slid into the shop, slinking around in the shadows before making himself known. He had to keep himself hidden from sight while he was in public, not knowing whether a demon could be tailing him. He had already been in some hot water recently, and knew of someone who could help him so long as he brought a specific potion to her. "Greetings. I'm looking for something called a palette potion, for a total of 50 keystones. I have the needed payment here in my satchel," Dain pulled out a small burlap sack, setting it down on the counter. That alchemist would appreciate him bringing this potion to her, whatever it did. He didn't care, so long as she offered him the protection she promised.

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[CookingwiththeCobra]

Ernie walked into the shop with another list from his master. He sighed, it was the end of the week and he was exhausted from what he had been put threw the days before. Running all over town, getting this and getting that and for what in return... nothing. It was okay though this was his last run for the day and he might go treat himself to some ice cream. His master would like it but what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.

He walked up to the counter, "I would like two Palette Potions and one Lovey Love Potion please."

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[Kallile]

It felt good to be out in the sunlight again. After months (or had it been years?) of exploring ruins and caverns the world topside felt almost enchanted. Irouz wasn't in any hurry by any means--he strode along with loping steps and just let the sun warm his deep red fur. Funny, he had almost forgotten how the golden markings shimmered...

He shook his head. No, he was here for a purpose. An old friend whom he hadn't seen in a long time needed this errand ran, and he had been glad to do it. He was sure it was important if she didn't have the time to do it herself. Carefully he made his way to the front desk and stared at the display of glittering bottles with miraculous potions inside until he spotted the one he had been sent for.

"There," he said, pointing a claw towards the shelf. "I need one of those...One Fortuity Potion I believe you call them. It's urgent, so hast is encouraged." Of course nothing about his gait or voice sounded urgent...but maybe it would speed the process along anyway so he could get back to soaking up some sun.

((Buying One (1) Fortuity Potion for 25 KS))

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[Thunder]

He was tired, but the shopping still had to get done. Rubbing his eyes, Ven walked into the brewery with a small bag of Keystones. He quickly found the item he needed and grabbed one off the shelves. He brought the potion and the money to Kelloc. "I just need this Lovey Love potion, please," he said. It was supposed to be a gift for someone else. Something about "needing a character" or whatever.

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[Mojave]

Mojave landed with a grunt in messy coils before the Brewery. Rather than picking herself up, she simply vanished to be replaced with a human woman standing unsteadily on the sidewalk. She shook her head to regain her bearings before entering the shop. Once inside, she made her way to the counter, taking stock of what she needed. When it was her turn she plopped a bag of keystones on the counter. Could I please get one lovey love potion and one chaos draught?

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[MillietheWarrior]

Hera strolled into the shop, bouncing a ball of festive colored fire in her hand as if it were some sort of toy. Patrons who had half a brain quickly got out of her way, though she spared them even less than a glance as she sauntered by. Her little white ears twitched and her tails waved behind her as she eagerly made her way to the front counter. "Hey old man," she greeted, leaning haphazardly against the ancient oak wood of the counter. "I need a couple'a things. Think you can handle it?" Obviously not interested in being polite, she shoved a piece of paper towards the shop keeper, waiting for him to fill her order.

2 Palette Potions
Cost: 100 KS

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[Freezair]

The woman who entered the shop looked as if she'd run a long way. Her face was flushed from exertion. Sweat ran down her face. Her muscles tensed. But curiously, although her breath was heavy, she didn't look as if she were struggling to catch it. Although she'd clearly been running, she seemed oddly composed, as if she were someone who regularly ran marathons or jogged long distances. She held up a handful of Keystones in one of her well-toned arms, and she strode through the shop with purpose.

"Gimmie one o' them Lovey-Love Potions, pardner," she said to the person at the desk. Her money clattered across the top as she poured it out. "Right quicklike. And thankee kindly."

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[DeadAlice]

Dare's long violet hair was tied up into a large bun on the side of her head, she did sideways hair parting with a braid that ran around her head to be tied along with the rest of her hair. Her clothes were her usual wear: black boots, black leggings (with gray polka dots this time) and a red hoodie. She walked up the old man and placed a piece of paper and said, "I want these and that's all." The small piece of paper had two items wrote down on it, "Lovely Love Potion + Palette Potion = 90 keystones". She then dropped a small bag of keystones onto the counter, "this should be the correct amount."

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[Baconwizard]

Yin sauntered into the store, hands in his pockets and expression carefully crafted into one that said 'don't mess with me, or I'll knock your teeth in.' It was quite a threatening aura, for a boy with such small stature. Maybe it was because his aggression was bursting at the seams. He moved in a straight line towards the counter, pulling out a handful of keystones out of his pocket and slamming them onto the counter. "I want a lovey-love potion. And a war badge. For the imperials." Yin grinned, a spark gleaming in his dark eyes. Things were about to get a lot more interesting.

Lovey-love potion + War Badge (Imperial) = 90 KS

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[Silverin]

A small creature darted in through the door after other customers have left. Black fur touched with silver and painted with a dab of white on the end of a brush like tail. Large ears on the swivel as the small fenling like creature looked around for what it wanted. The rows of Palette Potions lining the shelves behind the counter is what caught his eye. He had plans he needed some for. However one would suffice for the moment.

The canine critter hopped up on to the counter top and then stood up on his hind legs and gestured to the concoctions. "Good day. I would like to buy one Palette Potion good sir. I have things I must address that involves the use of one before months end." He said holding up a bag of key stones. How long has it been since he last had the chance to bring chaos to the lives he had chosen to watch? Days? Weeks? Months? Definitely months. Oh how he could not wait to start dabbling in some mischief again.

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[crow]

Curse those stupid maestros. Curse the other aides. Curse that Berthold for needing more potions again. Why did that guy use so many drugs anyway? If you asked Vasily, he was better off taking a page out of Hamhands' books and just using a little brute force. And who did the rest of the aides think they were anyway, ordering him around like that? He'd take it from the maestros since he didn't have any other choice, but they were the same as him. "'Vasily, do this! Vasily, do that! Be a dear and fetch me the saw, kid!' Pah," he spat. Someday he was going to be a maestro himself, and they could try ordering him around then, if they wanted to end up on his table.

That was the only thought that cheered him as he walked into the shop. "One [b]Lovey Love Potion[/i], snap snap. Don't got all day, gramps," he said brazenly, slapping his cash down on the counter. Gods knew what Berthold wanted with a potion with a name like that, but it wasn't his place to question.

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