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Ooh that’s okay 😂 Seb is… at this point, 4’5? At maybe fifteen years old.
Sebastian
“Why don’t you just shut it!? I’m getting tired of your… antics.”
Sebastian gasped, and turned to Clement with wide eyes. “Can you believe him? Verbally attacking an innocent, sparkly-eyed child?”
They probably thought him mocking them, which, admittedly, now he was. But his mind was completely blank as to why the one man, Jakob, hated him so hotly. It seemed he had balanced all the tragic scenes of his backstory on Seb’s head, and was now trying to knock them down with repulsive glares.
As if perhaps Seb had become the personification of his frustration.
…How far would that frustration go?
Jakob looked as if he were about to strangle the boy, but instead clutched at his head and turned away, choking out a few choice words.
Sebastian hypothesized.
He put a hand over his mouth and gazed up towards the heavens. “Oh my stars… Language…“
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“Can you believe him? Verbally attacking an innocent, sparkly-eyed child?”
Clement quirks an eyebrow at the odd statement.
who calls themselves sparkly eyed?
“You hardly look innocent.” Clement retorts, but not without a smile. He grins at the sight of Jakob, hardly able to contain his frustration.
“Oh my stars… Language…“ The boy says, gazing up at the ornately painted ceiling.
Clement smiles to himself at the strange interaction.
“Well if we seem to have such conflict and inability to get along together, I suppose the only reason you’re here is to satisfy safety in numbers.” Clement turns to Sebastien. “If you’re going to have such an attitude towards a group that could warrant you’re safety in a strange new place, you might as well behave yourself. Even if you find those around you so insufferable.” Clement waves his hand dismissively as the group starts to move forwards, leaving Sebastian jogging to catch up with on short legs.
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
Sebastian
Seb caught up, still a few paces behind the others, and raised an eyebrow at Clement. “With all due respect, sir, I never asked to be part of this group. Nor do I need any protection.”
At Clements bemused expression, he added, “And that isn’t just me trying to sound independent. I genuinely only mean to impress, oh… ninety percent of the time.”
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“And that isn’t just me trying to sound independent. I genuinely only mean to impress, oh… ninety percent of the time.”
Clement smirks. “To impress? So you stay with a group so you can have an audience?”
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
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Sebastian
Seb shrugged, staring up at a chandelier as they passed. “I haven’t actively looked for an audience since… oh, the last time I sang in the shower. The matter lies in that, whether one appears or not, there is an automatic behavioral pattern set. Even when I am all alone, I must follow a melody. As if I had an invisible audience, if you will.”
He shook his head with a tired giggle. “Back to the rhythm, back to the rhythm. Make a conversation casual, conceal a casualty. Sorry for all the words. Where are you from?”
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Clement furrows his eyebrows.
“Conceal the casualty? Excuse me, what?” He stares at the young child wide eyed.
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
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Sebastian
Seb stared back. “If your sanity is dead, talk about the weather. Now, please, answer my question.”
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I decided I needed to stop procrastinating and continue before I getting prodded again, sorry it’s a little short😅
N’nesha
“…Let me handle this.” I heard Bucky say. I lay, stunned…
Neshe: What… happened…?
Nele: What’s he doing…?
I sat up, still a bit dazed. Bucky stood in the middle of the hall, and Uvah crouched next to me, gesturing for me to keep going. Bucky held another one of those strange metal devices, holding it up in a almost subdued way.
I stood up, and me and Uvah walked around a strange pillar marking the center of the hallway, and entered another dash. When we reached another corner, a symphony of sound shattering bangs commenced…
He is perfect in Justice, yet He is perfect in Mercy, even when we fail Him. For this, He is good.
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@keilah-h You wanna RP again? 😊
Not sure if the picture will work, and sorry this took so long, but allow me to introduce Ezrian!
Full name: Ezrian Se’vaantian
Age: 22
Description: Tall, with deep tan skin. He has dark hair and eyes. He has strange mind abilities that in his case allow him to steal memories (He won’t really use his power in the RP probably) and was manipulated into stealing his own memories when he was a child. He has no idea that he is actually supposed to be the ruling monarch of his kingdom, and instead serves the man that killed his parents for the throne and uses Ezrian’s ability for his own gain. The side affect to Ezrian’s mind powers are that his own mind works against him, and it leads to some symptoms of insanity that he keeps hidden from people, containing it in his mind.
Personality: Loyal, skeptical, driven
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Ha! It works this time! So he looks pretty similar to this, just different clothing. He’d probably wear mostly black with hints of gold. He’d have a crisp sleeveless V-neck/wrapped shirt
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Oh he looks cool! I’m glad pictures are working again.
Do either of you want to rp?
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Sure!
EZRIAN
The room was dark, leaving him disoriented. Where am I? Some kind of hallway maybe. He thought, then tripped with a muffled cry. Something clattered as he fell downward, and he got caught in something as a heavy material tangled itself around him. Ezrian thrashed, trying to escape whatever it was.
That’s when he realized what it was he’d been fighting, noticing the velvety texture. It was a pair of old curtains. They must have dropped when he’d stumbled over what was probably the hem.
He sighed, then coughed as dust forced its merry way down his throat. Resting his head against the floor he pulled out a short, curved dagger. Despite his lack of sight against the darkness, he trusted himself with a knife enough not to cut himself as he sliced open the curtain.
Ezrian stood up, brushing off his clothes. He looked around and noticed a small slice of light toward his left. It had to be a door! He moved eagerly in that direction, but kept his footsteps quiet, just in case someone could hear him from the other side.
He had barely reached the exit, and was debating when to reach for the handle, when the door suddenly swung open, nearly blinding him as the light flooded in from the other room. Ezrian got a few second view of what looked like a child on the other side, blinking at him.
Then the door was slammed in his face.
😂Okay, hope that works. It was fun to write!
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:lol poor Ezrian
Also, I think I might have forgotten this earlier, but all three of the siblings have bangs over their eyes. I can show some pictures. This is Cody. (Not my drawing)
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