Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-20)
Enoh Love
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:39 pm
Natt was back at the lake, only happily shoving her hand in the water to see what sort of memory she would get this time.
"You'll be fine, little ghoul! Totally okay. It'll probably seem really difficult at first, but it'll get easier as time goes on. Just remember that it's okay to be homesick, and your Mama and I are only a phone call away. You'll make a lot of friends, and meet a lot of people both good and bad, but remember who you are, where you came from, and, baby ghoul, you'll be okay."
MY STATS
My character's username: NomAllTheThings My character's level: 10 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Cheshire cat's tree Small IC description of character: See image Character journal:Here
It was taking forever. she finally got up and found it was darker than she thought.
Did they all leave? She was so alone... she didn't want to be alone. Where did they go?
"Sandy, Charles Carly?" she called looking for her friends. Maybe she had won, but that meant it was her turn to seek, but they weren't here. they were supposed to be here and she would count.
My character's username: Chocolate Hooves My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A dormouse with hooves and flowers.
Roll 2... (Urk! It finally rolls and I get 7. Hatred... >>;...)
Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7Total: 7 (1-20)
Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:43 pm
Out went her hand. Back in went her hand.
Mama was crying.
She didn't know why, and nobody would tell her. All she had to go off of was what she had seen; there was a guest, a mean one, and he had spoken really loudly. The only reason she remembered was because it had scared her, and she had gone to hide in her room until it was over; but now, Mama was crying. It had to be that creature's fault.
She hated him for it.
MY STATS
My character's username: NomAllTheThings My character's level: 10 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Cheshire cat's tree Small IC description of character: See image Character journal:Here
Grey. She spent the whole day grey because of that preyon. She still was not happy, nothing matched, nothing was right. Her ribbons all looked awful. it was so frustrating. Not that she really hated grey but, it was a little like her stone form.
grey and boring and still. lifeless. she just didn't feel as powerful in it, though it was impressive.
But she didn't want to be still, to be reminded of her duties she would have to fulfill, she just wanted to be herself.
My character's username: Chocolate Hooves My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A dormouse with hooves and flowers.
Out came her hand from the water as she fell back literally on her tail she wenses but that was the least of her consirns she found she was shaking slightly as chills ran through her "Wha-what was that?!" she says in surprise it had been so long sense she thought about that memory which wasn't wasn't a pleasent memory and she wondered why the lake had shown it to her the memory of those eyes drifted through her mind causing her to shivered more and she could feel the fur on her tail fluffing out
Finally after several minutes she stops shaking and shakes her head as she pushes the memory back where it belonged but made note of it because she figured there was some purpose for it being shown to her
Once she had calmed down enough she looks at the crystal clear water of the lake before when she touched the water everything around her had gone black briefly before the memory began to play like a flashback her cheshire cat ears twich as still she could hear the voices of the lake baying her to stick her hand in the water again unsure if she wanted to experience another unhappy memory again but curious all the same once she got up and on her hands and knees she let the voices guide her hand as she reaches out tenitively before sticking her hand in the water again
19. [Hope] In this memory she remembers a time when because she didn't give up hope on a seemingly dying seedling she was rewarded with a Spice/Spooky Behemoth Pom
(Ugh! Gaia why you hate me? I had this all typed out hit send and it SAID it was a successful edit but obviously it wasn't... Ill fill it in full later -.-)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:50 pm
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Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14Total: 14 (1-20)
Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:51 pm
Out went her hand. Back in went her hand just ONE more time...
Her room had been the only one left. There were no available beds; it was lucky that the traveller didn't mind the sleepover with a stranger. More than that, the Reaper Ghoul - apparently on a quest to find property she could build on - liked to cuddle. Helmut loved this part especially, because it meant that she could snuggle with the stranger, nuzzled up nice and close, and sap out her body heat.
She had never been so comfortable and warm before, not once in her whole life. This was happiness.
MY STATS
My character's username: NomAllTheThings My character's level: 10 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Cheshire cat's tree Small IC description of character: See image Character journal:Here
Slowly this time her hand comes from the water with Pumcat smiling happily she sits back on her knee's as the memory of her dear Spice/Spooky Behemoth Pom causing her tail to sway lightly in a happy manner she wondered what dreams he was having rignt now which caused her to laugh a bit "Heh heh probably dreams of catnip and fish" she says laughing to herself knowing her Mini's likes full well
After a few minutes of just enjoying the pleasent feeling the memory left she looks to the water again still could she hear the voices of the lake baying her to stick her hand in it's waters once more but she could feel this was the last time so with a deturmand nod she leans forward and reaches out her hand sticking it innthe water once more
20. [Wishes]
A not so long ago memory greeted her this time it was warm and dark as she looked up at the night sky the stars twinkled beautifully while she laid on the roof of her house next to her brother
Both were just enjoying the and the night sounds and the stars when suddenly a light flashed across the sky brightly "Ohhh! Wills look! A Shooting Star!" She cries excitedly as she sits up and closes her eyes while clasping her hands together Wills followed suit and finally both opened their eyes looking pleased "What did you wish for big brother?" Pumcat asks curiously her brother smiles fondly at her and puts his hand playfully on her hat "Heh you know I can't say sis or the wish won't come true" he says calmly in a playful tone then removes his hand "Aww.." she says dissapointedly before smiling and noding she knew he was right but still kinda wanted to know
Both of them lay back and were silent for a bit as Pumcat thinks about wishes "Big Brother? What are your wishes? Not the one you just wished for but in general?" she asks in a soft curious tone "My Wishes?" he repeats then muses on it forba second before speaking again "Well... I Wish that ill be as good a Pumpkin farmer as mom and dad so I can do the family name proud" he says softly the nods resolutely Pumcat looks at him then smiles then looks back at the sky "What are your Wishes sis?" he asks softly she looks at him again then back at the sky as she muses on the question "My Wishes?" she questions finally almost questioning herself before continuing "Are... To be a successful FEAR collector... And make the family name proud that way" she says nodding resolutely
Her brother looks at her in surprise but smiles and nods she always did have more of mom's brave adventurous traits then he did so it didn't surprise him too much that that's the path she'd choose for a long moment both were silent Pumcat knew she had likely had surprised her brother by admiting her wish to be a FEAR collector but as the seconds ticked on she started to worry he didn't approve however when he finally spoke that worry was put to rest "Well little sis we'll both have to do our best to make our wishes come true won't we?" he says softly in a cheerful tone then looks at her and smiles Pumcat looks at him with a surprised expression but its quickly replaced with a joyful smile and a resolute nod her brother nods back resolutely and they both return to watching the sky
Suddenly another bright flash of light streaks across the sky "Ohhh! Look! Wills! Another one!
The memory ends and slowly Pumcat's hand is removed from the water once more with a joyful smile on her face it was shortly after that memory that she had asked her parents to enroll her in Amityville Academy
She sat back on her knees as she just enjoyed the feeling the last memory left for a while after that last shooting star she remember drifting off and briefly remembered her brothers voice and the sensation of being carried as she was put to bed by her brother
Finally she looks at the water once more and perk her ears up to listen to the lake's voices however this time they were asking something different of her they told her to follow them and claim her reward... reward? She didn't know she'd be rewarded for this! Excitedly she gets up the follows the voices soon she came to a shallow cave with a treasure chest at the very back as she approched the chest it opens by itself and she hears the little victory ding from the card in her pocket indicating her level had gone up Looking up briefly in awe at her new level she turns her attention to the treasure chest in the back and walks over to it inside was another card she smiles then grabs the card and places it in her deck before turning and leaving the cave
As she steps out she looks happily at the lake then turns and begins wandering down one of the many paths leading from the lake
MY STATS
Username: Pumcat Level: 4 now Hp: 30 Job Class: Cheshire Cat See my Battle Entry Log for more details
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Smerdle rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 8:28 pm
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He hadn't felt it right away. At first, he had been glad to return, relieved to be away from the influence of those creatures and living as his own entity again. Still, sometimes he could still feel the warmth of his Goddess in his dreams, and the ache her absence had left behind was an embarrassment.
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2. Loss
Big's Stats
My character's username: BigIdeas My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current Party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character:
A wallflower of a Cheshire Cat, you might not even notice Big is nearby until he tries to awkwardly butt in on your conversation or does something stupid. There are only a few people he's interested in out of more than scientific curiosity, so if he seems a little cold, you shouldn't let it bother you. Besides being dressed in the default outfit for his class, Big looks like the poster child for some sort of wholesome bread campaign.
Yes, she lit up a room when she entered it. He smiled too wide when she teased him or looked him in the eye a certain way. He froze when she kissed his cheek or touched his shoulder. He looked after her summoned creatures with the sort of care he only reserved for ancient tomes. But he wasn't in love. He was quite sure he would never allow it.
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8. Confusion
Big's Stats
My character's username: BigIdeas My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current Party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character:
A wallflower of a Cheshire Cat, you might not even notice Big is nearby until he tries to awkwardly butt in on your conversation or does something stupid. There are only a few people he's interested in out of more than scientific curiosity, so if he seems a little cold, you shouldn't let it bother you. Besides being dressed in the default outfit for his class, Big looks like the poster child for some sort of wholesome bread campaign.
Sometimes when his father was watching skelevision he would sit next to him, sneaking glances at the big gryphon as he laughed at some stupid joke that went over the boil's head or oohed in sympathy when a guy accidentally got smacked in the crotch. He didn't pay much attention to what was on the screen, even in those days. Davis Marshall Quinn was far more entertaining than any FEAR box.
[ exiting ]
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16. Nostalgic
Big's Stats
My character's username: BigIdeas My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current Party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character:
A wallflower of a Cheshire Cat, you might not even notice Big is nearby until he tries to awkwardly butt in on your conversation or does something stupid. There are only a few people he's interested in out of more than scientific curiosity, so if he seems a little cold, you shouldn't let it bother you. Besides being dressed in the default outfit for his class, Big looks like the poster child for some sort of wholesome bread campaign.
She wasn't entirely sure what she was thinking when she touched the water. She wished she knew. Then she wished she hadn't wished at all, for it seeemed to grant her only a host of voices and old memories she'd shut away for a while.
The Wishing Tree sat in the corner of the party like a sad little ornament, drooping with the weight of all the dangling pieces of paper. She snorted, casting glances between her "date", who was getting tormented by his familiar, him and the group he'd decided to ditch her for, and that stupid little tree. Like it could ever really grant wishes. Like she knew what'd she want anyway.
But the night soured, and she didn't have much else left to do. Why not. She scribbled a few words with a roll of her eyes--I want to be rich!--and let it sit with the rest of forgotten desires nobody really cared about. Going through the motions only made it feel worse.
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My character's username: afroQueen My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Dark skinned teen with fabulous, long, blue and black locks, as well as a variety of exotic markings. Walks with more swagger than is usually needed. Character journal:xxx
It wasn't the first time his father's body was brought home. He'd go out on his jobs, and sometimes... sometimes he'd get hurt. Badly. Aquilo's mom always told him and his siblings it was part of the job. It wasn't intentional. Aquilo never saw his father when he first got brought home from those jobs.
But he did know there was a room in the basement, carved into the ice itself, where they'd place him. Leave him there for a long time. Sometimes a Fear Healer came. Sometimes a strange male demon would sometimes show up, speak to his mom or his elder siblings. Go down to the room. Aquilo was never allowed down there though. Not till his father came out. He'd always act weird. Distant. Weird. But he'd bounce back. All smiles and laughter and hugs and smelling like peppermint.
Aquilo was sure when they brought his father's body back that time, that he'd just go into the ice room, maybe the demon would show up, but either way his father would walk back out. Wobbly. But smiling. With hugs that smelled like peppermint.
They didn't take him to the ice room that time though. His mom cried a lot. His siblings cried a lot. Only he and Calum, even younger than he'd been at the time, hadn't cried. They just kept waiting for their dad to wake up.
But they brought him to a boat. One that was filled with ice flowers and magical ones that bloomed in the snow, and it was pretty. But Aquilo kept pulling at his mom's pant leg, or bugging his elder siblings. Why wasn't dad in the ice room? Why was he on the boat? Why wasn't he sitting up?
They set the boat off into the water. Someone let loose an arrow. It caught the boat on fire. That was when Aquilo began to cry.
He cried until he could cry no more, soaking a fur lined robe that smelled of peppermint.
MY STATUS
My character's username: Partridge_in_a_Skulltree My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character:
Lean and lengthy, Partridge_in_a_Skulltree is a young man with blue-white hair shaved along the right side of his head, with the rest of his hair left to flop to the left. Blue-rimmed glasses sit at the end of his nose, the same pale blue as his eyes. A Mad Hatter to the end, his trademark coat and hat are both a dark blue. Underneath can be seen a tight white shirt, loose black pants, and crisscrossing brown belts.
My character's username: BigIdeas
