He had found her in the middle of the rain, one of those unpredictable rains that came after the sky had been overcast for days and nothing broke open. No one had expected it, no one had thought much of it but he usually carried an umbrella because of random rain in Hawaii. Call it habit even though it was much more rare here. But proved useful for once.
Milo held it over her head as she continued to mutter under her breath, cursing the weather and how her backpack was now soaked and papers were probably ruined. It took her a moment to realize the water wasn't continuing to soak through her clothing and she looked up at the small amount of shelter before her brown eyes fell on him and his wide smile.
"Oh.. um.. thanks..." She eyed him, skeptical as she pulled her bag from her head.
"Aa, no worries really. Hate to see people caught in the rain."
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My character's username: GreenRanger My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Tulgey Woods - The Lake Small IC description of character: A tall brown haired humanoid male sportin' the green set of Gryphon attire, and most likely doing stupid poses. While smiling. And humming to himself.
"Dad, that was really good, right? I was like 'whoosh' and I was like 'wham wham wham' and it was like 'flop'. It was so cool!" The boy announced, his hands flailing through the motions as he sat upon a log. Beside him was a larger man, a head of an animal in his hand as a fire crackled between them. The boy was excited as he retold the story of his first solo hunt, of how all the lessons his father had taught him gave results. Those results now being cleaned and used for food, cooking over the fire. The aroma was intoxicating.
The man smiled as he used his claws to clean off the skull of the kill slowly, nodding and humming in agreement with his son's story. He was aged but he was still very much handsome. It was no doubt why a beautiful and powerful woman had taken him as her mate. "Go on, take one of the sticks. They're done." His voice deep, smooth, almost velvet. The boy took a stick, puffed a few breathes before taking a bite. The almost incriminating noise escaped him as he moaned through the mouthful. The eyes gleamed with delight as he tucked into the rest of the meat. The man smiled as he cleared his thought, catching the boy's attention. He held out the skull, cleaned and smooth.
"From me to you, you're first."
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My character's username: Epithet My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: N/A Small IC description of character: 5'5", lean, thin build guy, very timid, but seems to hide a secret Character journal:link
He pressed his face to the glass of the store window and his mother scolded him to stop it, tugging on his hand and pulling him inside the music shop before the storeowner noticed any smudges on his window.
Mikey felt like he had waited ages for this moment, he’d saved and saved his allowance and whittled and whittled away at his parents until finally he’d had enough and they had certainly had enough and relented.
He could have a guitar.
It wasn’t an electric one, like his rock heroes played on the Skellyvision but he remembered a documentary he’d seen, and everyone had to start somewhere. As he held the lacquered instrument in his hands, claws reaching tentatively for the strings while his mother paid at the register, it didn't matter that it was only an acoustic.
Blessed with an avid imagination, he could already hear the crowd roaring to the screech of his guitar.
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My character's username: bigbadwolf My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Character journal:x
Nilah44 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-20)
Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 11:50 am
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[ || Entering || ] After that business with the trees, Cupcake didn't want anything else to do with trees, so she decided to take a walk. That walk led her to a pretty little lake. It wouldn't hurt to just sit by the lake for a little while, right? It was so pretty Cake couldn't help but reach out, to the voices...no memories in the water. As soon as her hand touched the water a memory came flooding to the forefront of her brain.
It was one day that would shape her life forever. The girl under the Cupcake username remembered it well. It was that one time she had actually put effort into anything. Cake had decided to make dinner for both of her parents who had been out the whole day. In her opinion, it had been a fabulous dinner. She had made her parents favorite dish. But they got home and pretty much ignored the fine dinner she had made for them. Her parents didn't care about all the work she put into making them dinner, why should she have put effort into it?
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My character's username: Cupcake My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Tulgey woods : Lake Small IC description of character:
A skinny girl of average height, Cupcake's eyes are the most attractive thing about her. Mismatched blue and green eyes are rather large on her face and take in everything. A splatter of light freckles cover her cheeks and nose. Light blonde hair full of braids can be seen under the green Mad Hatter's hat.
"So you are finally going back to your lessons?" A female's voice called from the study.
"Yes." The boy responded, sitting at a desk across from an older gentleman.
"Professor, make sure he finishes his work or he, or you, will not leave this room." the woman had commanded as she shut the door behind her.
"Your mother, she is very strict. But she has the best interest for you." The professor clarified.
The body did not care. He did not care for these classes, nor the professor that sat across from him. For weeks he tried to pretend everything was normal, he went to his lessons, he silently ate at the dinner table, he did what was expected of him. But with each day that passed, he felt his disdain for his family grow and more. No, not his family, for his mother, his uncle. His professor's words continued but he wasn't listening, he was simmering inside.
But no one knew.
"My best interest..." he muttered under his breath.
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My character's username: Epithet My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: N/A Small IC description of character: 5'5", lean, thin build guy, very timid, but seems to hide a secret Character journal:link
FlukeFiend followed the voices to the lake, his gaze shifting over the area. This place seemed safe enough but what was with it? Hearing the voices calling him he knelt down to peer into the lake. What was, he froze looking down and watching as memories passed him by. The call of his memories had his hand reaching in to touch what he could see. But as soon as his hand touched the waters surface he regretted it. Memories of all kinds shot out to him leaving him watching them helplessly as they flashed before his eyes.
"I already did it five times, Sir." A young Spinar frowned up to his father, watching as a puddle of his ice magic melted and fell to the ground yet again. "I don't care, I told you that you are not to play until its right." Shifting from foot to foot the boy whined and his father's hand caught it in a swift smack to the cheek.
"Nn!" Rubbing over the sting the frost demon held back a pout and as instructed let the elder have it. Anger fuling him into flinging a stronger barrage of ice out. "Very nice, though you can't always relay on anger boil. Do it again." Again.
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My character's username:FlukeFiend My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A silver haired, male white rabbit with pale blue eyes.
"This is your sister, Rosmeria," His mother said, presenting the younger ghoul to him. Darren nodded slowly, she looked enough like her mother that he could acknowledge that this was, in fact, his new sister.
"I want you to take her to her room and get her ready for her debut. Then you are to escort her out to the gathering hall and ensure that she has a good time tonight and is presented flawlessly. Am I understood?"
"Yes mother," Darren said, gently taking his sister's arm, and leading the still somewhat dazed ghoul out of the room and down the hall to her room.
"I will take care of you, Rosy..." Darren said softly, gently. "No matter what happens your big brother will always be here for you..."
MY STATS
My character's username: WalkingMeatShield My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Tulgey Woods Lake Small IC description of character: Pale skin, green hair covers right eye only showing a single red left one. Wearing the standard caterpillar outfit. Character journal:Here
Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 12:05 pm
The fact that an adorable (by the standards of generalized social statistics) fluffy white bunny was attempting to get her attention was an entirely understandable occurrence to Mimsy, because this was how the world was supposed to work. Unconcerned by any of this thus far, she slid away from the lake and crawled closer to the bunny as it began to talk.
"Shitty programming? Is the fact that you are 'like a fluffy bunny' indicative of the 'shitty programming', or are you referring to the game itself?"
Then the bunny froze completely, as if space and time continued to progress onward without it. She froze too, eyes wide as she awaited the incoming paradox or temporal rift. When that didn't happen, she exhaled slowly and listened to the rest of what the bunny had to say. This was critical information, and she felt as if she should be more disturbed by the idea, but this was still Wonderland.
"Let them know that we are somehow inside a game? Our consciousnesses alone, with our bodies dormant elsewhere, I presume? And--oh, wait." Her hand covered her mouth, feigning shock to hide her smile. "You are referring to ALICE as a virus. I see. How tragic."
Truly.
"Where are we really?" she asked, words heavy with the implication that the bunny would know what she meant by that. "Whatever the case, I wish you well. Take caution. Please send Dwight my regards and well-wishes too, if he is with you."
Zoobey
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My character's username: Mimsy My character's level: 2
Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Lake Small IC description of character: Mimsy is tall, thin, and colorlessly pale, with wide teal eyes that appear incredibly manic behind her thick glasses in her haste to see everything, bright red and indigo streaks in the bangs of her black hair, and one long, thick braid, ending just before her knees. She has Cheshire ears, a fluffy Cheshire tail, and a pair of blue demon wings. Her appearance is accented with images of galaxies in blues and purples.
The scene changed quickly and Cupcake was in yet another forest, yet more drab than the one she was currently in. She was hiding, she had to learn to be scary before she went to Amity Academy. Surely her parents would come looking for her, surely they cared about her that much. her hopes were dashed though, as night had come and gone and day was approaching again. Cake had been hiding all night and her parents had not once come to find her. She stayed there for most of that day and when she got home, her parents hadn't even asked where she had been. So instead, she went and hid in her room.
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My character's username: Cupcake My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Tulgey woods : Lake Small IC description of character:
A skinny girl of average height, Cupcake's eyes are the most attractive thing about her. Mismatched blue and green eyes are rather large on her face and take in everything. A splatter of light freckles cover her cheeks and nose. Light blonde hair full of braids can be seen under the green Mad Hatter's hat.
He never lost. Never, not once...until he met her. Before his eyes a casketball game played out. The very first he had against one dark haired nighthag. They weren't in school back then, but had met in Halloween on the courts. It was challenge at first sight.
A sweating mess he was defeated by the ghoul by a landslide. Though as arrogantly as ever he chalked it up to the day being so hot and her having an unfair advantage. He might have suffered a pitiful loss that day, but he gained a life long friend.
A true friend...
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My character's username:FlukeFiend My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A silver haired, male white rabbit with pale blue eyes.
SANDSHARK had made his way away from the trees, murmuring and muttering about the state of affairs this damned ******** forest was in. Trees that liked to scratch and had runny noses and oh what a nice lake. A little drink would be pleasant.
"It's just a small book." His mother lectured, handing the book over to one of his younger siblings. "Surely you can let your brother have it, can't you?"
The little Uttam scowled at the woman, sticking his tongue out in rude defiance. "It's MY book! I traded for it, fair and square! Why should he get it?"
"You never read it anymore." She plainly stated, crossing her arms now. "Do I need to tell your father about this?"
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My character’s username: SANDSHARK My character’s level: 2 Character’s HP: 25 Character’s Job Class: Gryphon Current party: n / a Current Guild: n / a Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: A tall and bony man with a gold trimmed coat and long auburn hair covering his eyepatch. Tends to have a sneer on his face and looks down his nose at people. Character journal:Here!
Torvil rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 12:13 pm
((3/3 Rollls for 3/21))
---- Kindness -----
"Of course you can keep Skitters here," Rosy had grinned, looking around the room as if she were part of some great plot that would bring down the whole coven if they were found out. "Mom will never notice him with all of my other minis, and you can come and play with him whenever you want."
Darren smiled weakly, gently nudging the spider legged Otokoyo toward his sister's closet, where most of her mini's hid out during the day. Skitters looked up at him expectantly and he knelt down and scratched him under the chin. "Rosy is going to be kind to you when I can't be around, okay?"
The Otokoyo licked his hand gently and he smiled up at his sister. "Thank you so much, Rosy."
"Don't mention it, Darren, now you better hurry and go get us lunch or mom will get mad."
"Right," Darren said, before darting out of the room...
MY STATS
My character's username: WalkingMeatShield My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Tulgey Woods Lake Small IC description of character: Pale skin, green hair covers right eye only showing a single red left one. Wearing the standard caterpillar outfit. Character journal:Here
ShadowLord15 was not an avid adventurer, so even he needed to rest after a while. He decided to stop at a small lake, using it to wash his face. He was half expecting crabs to jump out and attack him or something, but luckily nothing of the sort occured.
Instead he was met with swirling water, which changed into images he knew well.
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"Again."
"But it's hard," Lock whined to his father, tugging on his pants.
"It's an important skill you need to learn!"
A tiny Voodoo meowed beside him, her mirthful expression unchanging. She never wavered, never even showed an ounce of pity. She just existed.
"See, even she wants to try again. You are the only thing hindering your success."
Lock pursed his lips and summoned the greatest of his abilities, trying to force the shadows off the cave walls using Voodoo to guide them. All he got was a tiny pole, hardly the hand it was supposed to be.
"Again."
On it went, again again again.
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My character's username: ShadowLord15 My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: The Lake Small IC description of character: A thin looking boy with the basic cheshire outfit. He has black and white striped hair and a pair of glasses. He also has a pair of shadowy arms and a set of blackened claws. Reference. Character journal:here
"How is she?" Lock asked softly, referring to the elderly lady that sat in the hospice-equivalent hospital chamber.
"It will be very soon."
Occasionally Lock had infirmary duty like this, as did all of the other trainees. It wasn't anything difficult, and he actually preferred it over things like tunnel digging and scouting.
He didn't know the old lady, and it was apparent she was dying happily of natural causes, but there was still something very melancholy hanging in the air of the hospital. "Mmm. At least her family's here, you know?"
Silence.
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My character's username: ShadowLord15 My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: The Lake Small IC description of character: A thin looking boy with the basic cheshire outfit. He has black and white striped hair and a pair of glasses. He also has a pair of shadowy arms and a set of blackened claws. Reference. Character journal:here
"Are you scared?" The question was posed and met with a defiant snort. Him scared? Well ok maybe he was but he wasn't going to admit that to his stupid cousin. Not in the heat of the moment, not while they were exploring. They had ventured out of his fathers realm. Into the part of the frost demon territory that wasn't suppose to be ventured. It was rumored to hold giants and other 'monstrous' beings that could kill them in an instantly.
"Not at all, lets go." Smirking he pushed ahead of the other boil strutting until a loud crack rang out. His head snapping with the sound a sight for sore eyes he caught. "...RUN!" With a pumping heart he shot back and grabbed his stupid cousin pulling the other boil back towards the line, back to safety. Even if all he was afraid of was a huge set of blinking blue eyes.....
As soon as the memory paused he as on his feet and backing away from the lake. A snarl upon his lips for the sights he had seen. Those things were in the past, where they were meant to be. With a shake of head he trailed off, only to stumbled upon a Treasure trove. Stepping in he opens the chest that pops up and takes the card out before retreating.
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My character's username:FlukeFiend My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A silver haired, male white rabbit with pale blue eyes.
