Cherrypop
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Cherrypop is a little Goblin appearing in Pale.
Personality
Not stupid but uneducated and very young. Beware, still a goblin.
Relationships
Slowly learning to make herself appropriate for children from Toadswallow.<ref name=":2">“When a practitioner drops a bit of meat from their nethers and wants to teach it to deal with goblinkind, they like to have goblins they’ve met and made deals with beforehand for the practice and initial lessons. They summon, I go, they pay me.”
“You might get better business if you didn’t call the clients nether-droppings,” Lucy said.
Toadswallow smiled, and it was so fake it looked like someone trying to smile for the first time and doing it badly… with added fangs. “My most regular summoners seem to have misplaced their books, and I have some time to myself. I’m training some of this lot to do the child-work. Cherrypop is the noisy little foetal deposit here in my hands. The big one is… let’s call him Bluntmunch.”
The big goblin groaned, low, long, and drawn out.- Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.2</ref>
Cherrypop and Snowdrop are best friends<ref>“It won’t,” Snowdrop said. “Cherrypop’s the worst of them. She’s not my friend anymore.”- Excerpt from Out on a Limb 3.9</ref>, she brings snowdrop milk<ref>Avery pulled her bag around and pulled out the thermos. She held it out. “Milk?”
Snowdrop rose to her feet. She was wearing her ‘opossum’ jacket with the button eyes and the actual teeth sticking through the edge, and a long-sleeved shirt that read ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAA’.
“I hate milk more than anything,” Snowdrop said.
“Take it.”
“Yeah!” Cherrypop exclaimed. “Drink it! Make her chug it! Make her barf! Bloorgh!”- Excerpt from Out on a Limb 3.3</ref> and the two of them regularly scream at each other<ref>“Rhaaa!”
“Aaa!”
“What’s with the scream-and-greet, by the way?” Verona whispered the question.
“It started with a debate over who’s more screamy,” Avery whispered back. “Now it’s a thing.”- Excerpt from Out on a Limb 3.8</ref>.
Description
A tiny, twisted figure with red skin.<ref>She could see the things in the bushes. Small, ugly, and twisted. Something she might have taken as a stone in the corner of her eye was a figure too lumpy and misshapen to be a person. Three other things were perched on him, one maybe a girl, tiny with red-stained skin, her expression twisted into a permanent scowl, then a fat one with what looked like nails sticking point-out from the inside of his belly, wearing a waistcoat and monocle, and a scrawny one with a nose like a pickaxe. - Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.1</ref> Small enough to be held in Toadswallow's hands.<ref>The goblin with the monocle wrapped his hands around the littlest goblin’s lower face, knobby fingers with pointed claws interlacing. “My deepest, lowliest apologies for my companion’s vulgarity. She has a brain the size of a thumbprint and it is composed entirely of nightsoil.” - Excerpt from Lost for Words 1.2</ref>
Abilities and Art
Admitted not to have many abilities or skills. <ref>Interview Notes 2</ref> Still has the inherent powers of goblins, such as hiding from Innocents.<ref>Blood Run Cold 0.0</ref>
Her weapon form is a rusty fork.<ref name=":0">The cracked rusted fork, abandoned, did one full rotation, then cracked further.
Like an egg, it popped open. A tiny red goblin lunged at Avery, “Boo!”
“Yes! Good timing,” Snowdrop hissed. “Help out.”
“I scared her! I got her!” the tiny goblin cheered. “Did you see her flinch!?”
“Not now, Cherry,” Avery spoke through grit teeth.-Excerpt from Vanishing Points 8.a</ref>
Not very intelligent.
Chronology
Before the Story
Wound up in Kennet and was interrogated by the local goblin population.<ref>“Gash, similar thing, but he made an enemy of a bigger goblin. Cherry showed up at one point, like other goblins sometimes do, jus’ wandering. We grilled her, she’s fine. Toadswallow recruited her. Recruited me too. Promised us more mischief, more chances to ask for favors from practitioners, if we agreed to the same deal he made and learned under him.”
“And?”
“And… it’s something to do,” Munch said, heavily, not sounding very happy. - Excerpt from Stolen Away 2.7</ref>
Blue heron Institute
When Lucy, Verona and Avery when off to the Blue Heron Institute she turned into a fork and Snowdrop smuggled her with her without telling anyone, later when the trio were attacked by America and Liberty Tedd she switched back to being a goblin and scared them<ref name=":0" />, she won so much coup the Tedd's stopped their attack.<ref>“Go,” Liberty ordered. “Clear out.”
“Wha?” a goblin asked, aghast.
“Go! Declaration’s made, and I made a promise, a long time ago… I can’t disrespect a great plan like this. Gotta let Cherry here bask in her glory.”
- Excerpt from Vanishing Points 8.a</ref>
Coming home
After spectating during the Familiar ritual cherry helped Snowdrop unwind and had a wonderful dream.<ref>Far Cry 14.12</ref>
References
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