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maybe he could just dip one claw in the ink and use that to write? Or he could tap out Morse code lol
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Here’s a drawing of Win I did yesterday. She’s also really tall and skinny, all elbows and knees. But she wears baggy clothes to kinda hide it.
Also, she likes bugs.
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@loopylin she looks great!
yep, bugs are cool. Unless they’re cockroaches.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
I’m so so so so sorry it’s been way too long. School has been tough recently, I will try to write an RP by tomorrow.
"No! Monkeys should have pets, all monkeys should have pets!"
Rowen
“I have never heard of such a place, but that isn’t surprising. ‘Space’ refers to the area in which the stars and moons, and suns, and planets are hung, if you can see such things from where you live. I’m assuming you don’t live on planet where the atmosphere is cloudy from gasses. I guess you could say I was born among the stars.” Reid wore a friendly smile as he enclosed Tenz in his encasing. Ah, so he comes from the night sky, just like the story of “The Woman in the Clouds”. Rowen thought, and grimaced. How was that possible?
The woman in the mask paced back and forth, “Can anyone see what is on my face?”
“I can send your mask, but I get the feeling you don’t mean the mask. Please, explain yourself, Lady Barnes.” Reid replied, looking slightly confused.
Barnes turned to Reid, “In my home, you wouldn’t be able to detect the mask. You would just see a face.”
“That isn’t always true,” she added. “But I think it supports the idea that we aren’t from the same… place.”
Reid looked up at the ceiling, his lips pursed. “So we were brought here from possibly very far away places, around the same time, with no memory of how. Who or what can do that? A crazed Fettian maybe…no. If the Fettians knew of the existence of your two worlds, they would be placed on the list of places to scout, invade and conquer if they had worth to the Fettian Empire. And since Sir Percival and his companions wear the garb of a more ancient civilization, that can’t be right.” Reid continued on about his family, then finally looked back to the rest of them. “Forgive me, I shouldn’t have talked out my thoughts,” he bowed his head in apology.
“No, it is quite alright.” Percival said, “Though we do not understand everything you are saying, I think we at least know that we’re not from the same place at all-”
As he dragged on, Rowen glanced at Emeline, and she was watching him. She gave him the look, and Rowen nodded. Looking back at the others, he cleared his throat, “You know, why don’t we explore this castle instead of wasting time talking about theories?”
Percival sucked in a breath and frowned, remaining silent though considerably annoyed.
"No! Monkeys should have pets, all monkeys should have pets!"
@theshadow (you’re good!) @rae
Barnes
The two other parties continued theorizing. Barnes, meanwhile, flitted through her own thoughts in silence. When the last young man spoke, she spoke quickly after. “Fine. As long as we find a kitchen storeroom and secure firelit bedrooms along the way.”
A piece of her believed they were locked in. This didn’t bother her too much; she, along with the rest of her city, had experienced the effects of isolation. She could live quite comfortably, as long as she could set up her briefcase and typewriter somewhere.
“Everything is a mountain”
Reid
“Yes, a kitchen would be wise. Especially since Tenz and Hugo will be ravenous when they wake up. Our powers require plenty of rest and food. Without enough, we can fall into a coma-like sleep for sometimes days. Now, who shall be leader to our little party?”
"You need French Toast."
Barnes has some traits which make sense for a leader in this situation. But you are free to combat anything she does. 😅
Hugo
As his vision floated back, Hugo winced and shifted to his side, where he could look up at the people around him.
“…I am the oldest,” Barnes was saying. Although a couple of these people were taller than her, she stood with undeniable authority and a deep rasp to her voice. “I see myself as responsible. It’s as simple as that.”
“I must say,” Hugo spoke up faintly, “you don’t look over thirty.”
Barnes shot a glare at him, invisible eyes smoldering through the mask. “Go back to sleep.”
Hugo chuckled as he laid back down, and tried not to think about the still-tingling, healed wound on his side – or why it existed. Numbness washed over him again, and his eyes fluttered closed.
Barnes
The group began to walk through rooms. Many of them had fireplaces, and every hearth was lit, casting warm shapes in and out of their mysterious corners.
They passed through one, and three, and five more – and every one of them had the coziest trimmings. On more than one occasion, a green leather armchair sat next to the hearth, and this particularly bothered Barnes. She tried to look straight ahead.
“What are each of your skills?” she asked, for anyone to answer.
“Everything is a mountain”
Tenz and Reid
Reid was glad that Hugo had awoken. It was a good sign.
“What are each of your skills?”
“Tenz can heal almost anything, from scrapes to broken bones. He can restart a heart, but he can’t replace it, and he can’t always fix brain damage. He also can’t replace lost blood. He can fly using his abilities, and is a trained fighter. But be careful, things in Tenz’s past make him seem childish at times and emotionally unstable. Sometimes he will hudle in a corner, and others he will unexpectedly lash out. I can use these tendrils you see for multiple tasks, and the length they can go and how many I can make varies depending on when I last ate, slept, and how many tasks are being preformed. I can carry up to ten people and still fight okay. I can’t fly, but I use my tendrils to propel me. I am also a trained fighter, but, as I believe you have observed already, I am not emotionally unstable like my twin. Oh, and both of us have fangs that emit venom. In small amounts it paralyzes, in large amounts it kills. Tenz can heal people from that to if they aren’t dead already. Separate our powers are enough to blast through a few feet of rock, but we can join our powers and therefore double each of our stregnth, and abilities. I believe that’s enough for you to gauge our power, Ms. Barnes.”
"You need French Toast."
Oh dear, I still haven’t replied to your RP, have I? 😔 sorry, I’ll try to today.
Signature is limited to 100 characters? That seems awfully unjust. We refuse to be bound by these ru
I guess I really shouldn’t say ‘try’, cuz then I’ll never to it 😑
Signature is limited to 100 characters? That seems awfully unjust. We refuse to be bound by these ru
Don’t worry about it! I’ve been busy, so there’s no rush.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
I haven’t been in the mood to rp. At this point I owe you one for disappearing so long. I’m sorry. :/ Ev and Tyne are gonna go their own way so I don’t hold anyone up, cuz I don’t know when I’ll be in the mood to write another pov.
Evelyn
“You may follow or go your own way as you choose,” the creature said. Then it continued down the hall.
Evelyn watched for several moments before turning to Tyne, “Do you want to follow?”
“We haven’t searched very long by ourselves,” Tyne shook her head, “And I feel like the exit could be just around the way. Let’s just continue on our own.”
“But what if it’s the last of life we see for a while?” Evelyn slid her sword into the sheath on her back. She glanced around the hall, “And the more perspective the better, you know.”
Tyne shrugged, “Maybe if we run into it again we’ll follow.”
“Alright,” Evelyn sighed. She and Tyne started off down a corridor again.
🤍 Ira | Jara | Evelyn | Flaz | Blaine 🤍
I haven’t been in the mood to rp. At this point I owe you one for disappearing so long. I’m sorry. :/ Ev and Tyne are gonna go their own way so I don’t hold anyone up, cuz I don’t know when I’ll be in the mood to write another pov.
No problem!
Does anyone else want to run into Izre?
(I see that this RP has been going kinda slow, so I don’t mind waiting if no one wants to RP right now.)
🏰 Fantasy Writer
✨ Magic System Creator
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📚 Appreciator of Books“Hello?” a smaller voice calls out.
*My character Princess Ruth walks into the castle!*
“Anyone here? I was lost and I found this place.” Ruth slowly walks into the main hall.
"The more you practice the art of thankfulness, the more you have to be thankful for.”
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