She wanted to cry. She was sitting at a table, alone, eating gumbo by herself, while others were around her in the meal room. Nobody wanted to sit by her. And she was okay with that until the gumbo had finished. Now, she had NOTHING. And she wanted more.
But that was the end of dinner hour. Her stomach wasn't full. I guess there was more than one thing ending at a time.
OOC
My character's username: harlemshake My character's level: 6 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Current party:lonewolfbitch Alone Current Guild: None Currently Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: 5'0" girl (or at least, she attempted to make her short), with darker skin. Curly hair, and white accessories. Character journal:Here
Dark clouds began to gather overhead as the ghoul set out for HalloweenTown. She had forgotten to carry an umbrella with her that day, which troubled her a bit as she began to feel the raindrops falling on the way. There was no shelter within sight, and intruding into a shop to take cover did feel most impolite.
"Miss?" a voice called out from behind her. The rain had stopped falling on her for a while now. The ghoul turned around and blinked at the tall, grey skinned elf standing behind her, holding out an umbrella for her. Rain was falling on his well-tailored suit.
"Oh dear, you really shouldn't-"
"I must insist." The umbrella was handed to her, and the man took off in the rain.
She would bring the umbrella along each time she went to town, but she hadn't seen him again since.
[Quest Complete] [+1 level] [+1 loot card]
MY STATS
My character's username: FrozenFlower My character's level: 23 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: - Current Guild: Penumbra Location: The Lake Small IC description of character: Towering at 190cm, she emits a cold blue aura as she stares down her opponent. Wields an icy polearm and carries a calm expression.
Lady in the Golden Wood rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-20)
Lady in the Golden Wood
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 5:55 pm
[2. Loss]
The image of the room faded replaced by a garden. He was one of the courtyards in his family's property. A kid was crying in front of a wizened old tree as his older sister patted him on the back.
JabberWhut grimaced. Of all the memories that lake the brought up, why did it have to be this one? It was the funeral of his pet rock.
His pet rock had been named Mackerel which is not exactly the name for a rock because it is the name for a fish and fish aren't rocks, but quite honestly, Jabber hadn't cared. His rock was to be named Mackerel and he named it so.
Mackerel had been a sturdy little rock of indigenous form and had two big eyes and toothy grin. Jabber had drew a few scales on Mackerel's back to make him look special.
Like all young children, JabberWhut had been distracted by an awful lot of things and had promptly forgotten all about his good friend pet rock Mackerel in little less than a week. A few months later, Jabber had discovered his buddy Mackerel in the tool shed covered in a full inch of dust. His older sister had determined him dead.
They had a funeral and Jabber cried and cried. His older sister patted him on the back, smiling sadly.
It wasn't until a few years later did Jabber find out that rocks couldn't die.
(2/3)
MY STATS
My character's username: JabberWhut My character's level: 12 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: Standard cheshire cat uniform with blue scarf and a black coat. Has fluffy black hair and cat ears and forked cat tail. Bright green eyes. Character journal:Here
Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12Total: 12 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 6:01 pm
Quote:
12. Hiding
"It's showing bulges, smooth it out. It'll show up on the scan if you don't smooth it to look like - "
"I know how to smuggle coke, dickhead. Relax." Maebe slowly adjusted the soft bulges that filled the lining of her push up bra, until they looked like nothing more than smooth bra filling. Then she bounced, to test the safety, and put on her jacket. "I'm going in separately from you."
Her boyfriend twitched, and grabbed on to her arm painfully. "Why?" He hissed. "You planning on running?" He left red indents on her perfect skin, and she shrugged him off.
"No, you're just too obvious. You look like an addict. I look like a schoolgirl. So bug off. I'll meet you when we get off the plane." There was a reason she was so good at this. She never took drugs. She just helped guys who did.
OOC
My character's username: Surely My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: The cheshire cat's hair was blonde and full, curling boldly at the ends. Her outfit seemed standard, but it kept popping open as if she was trying to unequip it repeatedly. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
He'd skinned his knee, and she knew she had a band-aid in her purse. If she stopped to help him, she'd be late. If she was late, she'd probably be fired.
She pulled the band-aid out of her purse, ripped it open, and blew on the child's knee. Then she pressed the band-aid on the skinned area, and left the scraps on the ground. It was wordless, and there was no love in her expression. She just happened to have the band-aid. What was she supposed to do, ignore him?
Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13Total: 13 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 6:03 pm
Quote:
13. Fear
He'd never shown up when they arrived off the plane.
Maebe was alone, wearing a bra lined with cocaine, and she had no money. No home. No one to take care of her. And no way of knowing where she could sell the cocaine she'd smuggled over.
Worse even, she realized that if they had him in custody, he'd probably tattle on her for his own freedom. He would rat her out faster than he could blink.
That was the moment she started running. She never did find out what happened to him.
She dipped her hand in again. There had to be a better memory, somewhere in here.
”And I wish to be an astronaut!” Tommy was very proud of his wish.
“Your turn,” the teacher said.
“Um…I wish…” she didn’t want to say her wish. It was silly. Maybe she should say one of her lesser wishes? Or copy some of the other girls? They all wished to get married or have a pony or a very strong career (thought the difference between a career and a job was still a bit beyond most of their understandings). Some of the girls even wished for all of those things. She supposed she wanted those things to, maybe. But what she really wanted? “I wish,” she swallowed, desperately wanting to be honest and at the same time not be the strange one, “I wish for my own magic adventure.”
She heard someone giggle. They were told to believe in magic.
She sighed. She still liked that wish. Looking back, she realized others probably had wanted the same thing, they just weren’t going to say it.
“I wonder if they all got their wishes, too?”
MY STATS
My character's username: Waffleberry My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: White rabbit with blonde hair~ red dress with white accessories. Super cute and happy. Character journal:Battle Log
Lady in the Golden Wood rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10Total: 10 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 6:07 pm
[10. Normalcy]
Dead pet rocks aside, the scene changed.
Jabber saw himself brushing the teeth in the morning.
...
He was brushing his teeth.
JabberWhut wanted to have a serious conversation with the lake about what was interesting, what it should stay the hell away from, and what is boring as hell.
He watched himself brush his teeth.
He was brushing his teeth.
JabberWhut frowned. He still got cavities now and again.
He watched himself brush his teeth some more.
He didn't floss after he brushed.
Oh right, so that is why he kept getting cavities. But then again, nobody flossed.
The scene faded. He heard a small beeping sound. Level 13.
(3/3)
MY STATS
My character's username: JabberWhut My character's level: 13 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: Standard cheshire cat uniform with blue scarf and a black coat. Has fluffy black hair and cat ears and forked cat tail. Bright green eyes. Character journal:Here
She wasn’t going to move. Nope. Never. Not until the sun came up and whatever she’d seen move in her room was gone.
There was something there, wasn’t there? She’d seen it moving in the shadows, like it was one of them. She could hear it breathing. Or was that her? No, she was trying not to breathe.
What did it want? What could she possibly give it? What could she do to make it go away? She didn’t know. All she knew was that she didn’t want it there. She wanted it gone.
She wouldn’t move. She’d pretend she wasn’t there, and it was wasn’t there. Eventually it would be morning. Eventually everything would be fine.
Right?
"Well," she said, drawing her hand back. "That's enough of that for now." Instinctively she reached out with her mind for the dragon that lived there. The gentle rumble of response was soothing.
How much easier things would have been if she'd had Armagnac when she was little. If only.
MY STATS
My character's username: Waffleberry My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: White rabbit with blonde hair~ red dress with white accessories. Super cute and happy. Character journal:Battle Log
It was the next day, and OCTOPU55Y was feeling a little happier about her time in game. Her expression was still normal— pretty blank, actually, and the only we you could see she was feeling in a good mood was the slight skip of her walk— something that looked so odd and out of place, anyone would've stopped and stared. The female adjusted her jacket, sliding a hand through her hair and sitting near the pond. She readied herself, hoping to get a good memory, something refreshing— before dipping her hands in,
What she received was something horribly unplanned for.
In her heart, she knew what her buddies did was wrong. But she couldn't help but pretend like the death of the kid in their class was nothing. They joked, and played around normally, not even mentioning the boy, not even bothering to learn if the parents of the boy would be crying about him, mourning him. His death affected someone. Just not them. Not the people who had committed the crime.
They were part of the reason she felt life was wasted on them. There one minute. Gone the next. So boring.
Her memory slowly morphed into the next one.
MY STATS
My character's username: OCTOPU55Y My character's level: 14 +50exp Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Doormouse. Current party: N/A Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: Tulgey Woods. Small IC description of character: A dark-grey skinned female with scales and bright neon marks littered all over her body. She has bold purple hair pulled into a side ponytail, and purple eyes to match, with her sclera completely black. With fins replacing her ears as well as webbing trailing from one finger to the other, this girl looks aquatic. She is wearing the default Doormouse clothing. Character journal:ALL DA PU55Y
Fear like none other, coursing through her veins as her buddies came up to her about the topic, bodies hostile, voices accusing and unwelcome. She wasn't looking for a fight, but as soon as she brought up the topic, their bodies tensed, jaws clenched, backs straightened, hands pulled into a tight fist. They all rounded on her, barking and yelling their harmful words at her, their hidden, conflicted feelings of guilt and pride a mess. OCTO quickly changed the topic, and a few other them calmed, but most were wondering as to that they would do to her, what they could do to shut her up.
She reminded herself every night to close the windows of her home. They might still be out there, waiting.
Letting her thoughts drip into the pool like a waterfall, OCTOPU55Y pushed for one, one last one.
MY STATS
My character's username: OCTOPU55Y My character's level: 14 +50exp Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Doormouse. Current party: N/A Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: Tulgey Woods. Small IC description of character: A dark-grey skinned female with scales and bright neon marks littered all over her body. She has bold purple hair pulled into a side ponytail, and purple eyes to match, with her sclera completely black. With fins replacing her ears as well as webbing trailing from one finger to the other, this girl looks aquatic. She is wearing the default Doormouse clothing. Character journal:ALL DA PU55Y
The feeling of anger coursing through her veins was a sight to behold— her adrenaline rush had skyrocketed. One of them had said something unnecessary, something completely uncalled for. So OCTO decided not to hold back anymore. She grabbed her finest words, each of them dripping with poisonous responses, hatred bubbling in her like a hot spring. After that, none of them looked at the the same. And I was surprisingly fine with that— she thought— she was different. Wasn't like them. Brutal. She was subtle. Subtle and stealthy.
Shaking out of the dream, OCTOPU55Y left with a tense expression on her face, feeling stronger, yes, but not in the same good mood she just had.
MY STATS
My character's username: OCTOPU55Y My character's level: 15 +50exp Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Doormouse. Current party: N/A Current Guild: Raiders of the Lost Ark Location: Tulgey Woods. Small IC description of character: A dark-grey skinned female with scales and bright neon marks littered all over her body. She has bold purple hair pulled into a side ponytail, and purple eyes to match, with her sclera completely black. With fins replacing her ears as well as webbing trailing from one finger to the other, this girl looks aquatic. She is wearing the default Doormouse clothing. Character journal:ALL DA PU55Y
Some stupid kid from War was on his lawn, and by kid he meant a man not much younger than himself, and by lawn he meant the little patch of dirt he had now that he'd relocated to Halloween. He barked at the clan member, telling him to go the ******** away. His kind weren't welcome near him, and he could tell that damn blonde woman and her boy toy that as well.
Yeesh, what did a stallion have to do for an uninterrupted nap?
MY STATS
My character’s username: SANDSHARK My character’s level: 19 Character’s HP: 30 Character’s Job Class: Gryphon Current party: n / a Current Guild: Penumbra 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!
Uttam hadn't the slightest of clues as to why he was here, at this moment, in this time. Some stupid student thing. Why did he let himself be roped into s**t like this?
And why were these students looking at him funny? He didn't do anything wrong! He was forced here! Ugh, stupid Amityville..
MY STATS
My character’s username: SANDSHARK My character’s level: 19 Character’s HP: 30 Character’s Job Class: Gryphon Current party: n / a Current Guild: Penumbra 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!
Uttam had always felt like something was missing, no matter how many books or trinkets he accrued throughout his life, or how much knowledge he had stored up in his brain. A missing hole in his heart, if you will. The thought crossed his mind on multiple occasions that it may be friendship, but he always scoffed it off. Friends were a burden, unnecessary to life. Acquaintances, even cohorts, were fine - but friends were idiotic, as was the notion of friendship.
Still, the gnawing in his conscience remained.
MY STATS
My character’s username: SANDSHARK My character’s level: 19 Character’s HP: 30 Character’s Job Class: Gryphon Current party: n / a Current Guild: Penumbra 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!
