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Hunter and Omega are my favs. Wrecker is funny, Crosshair is a tragedy, and Tech is great. Plus Echo’s back story *cries*
And then when I think of Echo, I think of Heavy, and then when I think of Heavy, I think of 99, and then I think of Fives becoming an arc trooper, then I think about Fives and Tup, and then I have a good long cry for all of them.
"You need French Toast."
Ooh, this looks fun! I’m not sure if I’ll be able to join (I’m already so behind in my other rps! 😭) but I might eventually. I’ll probably stick around and see what happens first. It looks really fun.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
@rae was my post eaten? ugh
but yes, I agree completely with everything you said.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
Still not seeing your post, but it says at the top of the page thingy that you posted, and I got a notif.
Wyoh, leave Whaley alone!
"You need French Toast."
Okay 😂 Um, I took the prompt “fairy tale” and went for exactly what Winston would picture as a fairy tale.
Winston
When Winston woke, he found real life to be all the more unrealistic.
The young demon-born rolled onto his back, and rubbed grass clippings out of his hair. Around him green hills rustled in the breeze, and a blinding blue sky sailed over his senses. It was the middle of a beautiful sunny morning.
He certainly wasn’t home anymore. Whatever this place was, it smelled nice – and the smooth hills acted as eye candy, sending a tingle down his spine.
But he had to be worried. After all, who would be nice enough to let him sleep here?
A loony head. Someone utterly crazy, hopeless, and unsalvageable.
Winston shook his head, quite sorry for them. His dull black horns had stuck in the dirt, so he cleaned them off with a handkerchief – first one, then the other. Then, uncertainly at first, he trotted to the top of the hill for a better view.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…
It took nine steps to reach the top, but that wasn’t an even number. So Winston counted another step as he turned around, dark brown hair fluffing back in the wind.
Ten.
Nothing he imagined could have prepared him for the landscape’s strangely uniform appearance.
The hills spread out like a checkerboard, lining up horizontally and diagonally in order. The grass itself might as well have been cut every day, for how evenly high the blades were. And on the top of every hill, there was a herd of exactly ten sheep.
Winston’s pure black eyes glittered with emotion, tears welling up in his throat. “It’s… perfect.”
A ram began to chew on his pants.
“Everything is a mountain”
@whalekeeper all right, cool! @rae
Hmm…..
I might add two characters. They’re completely unrelated. One is a character I know and love deeply, and the other is technically a somewhat self-insert who became her own thing (and got a halfway decent boyfriend in the process apparently 😳😳)
Meet Hunter and Jaylen!
Sergeant Hunter R. Greystone (and no you don’t have to call him that lol)
I’m pretty sure both of you remember Hunter from The Bad Batch. Imagine him dragon sized (2o feet from head to toe) with an eyepatch over his left eye, plus teal wings with small green stripes on the shoulders and wing-fingers and a tail with spikes down it, and you get the idea.
Jaylen (last name unknown, Jaye for short)
She needs a little more description, since y’all don’t know her. I just came up with her name yesterday actually. @whalekeeper she’s the one who threw a chair at Mundy for practicing his saxophone outside her window. She came around to liking him, but is pretty embarrassed to talk about it (despite the fact that it’s obvious to everyone that they’re a thing lol). Maybe I’ll make something for them in the ship forum sometime.
Jaylen would be approximately twenty-six years old in our world. She has brown hair which goes down to her neck, but it’s usually tied out of the way, and much of it is hidden under a gray baseball cap that she got to mirror her twin brother Jeremy’s. (He’s not going to be in the RP, because he’d just be extremely annoying to everyone lol.) She has green eyes, but they will change color if she’s thinking intensely. Her clothing’s pretty simple, a red T-shirt and khaki pants with a gray belt.
She’s a dragon like Hunter, but a completely different type. She has four wings, rather than two like Hunter’s–two normal sized ones, and two small ones underneath for maneuvering. She also has venomous fangs, but she doesn’t really use them. Her scales are mostly dark orange with pale blue diamond-like markings and yellow belly scales.
Hunter will not recognize Jaylen but she will recognize him, and probably ask for his autograph or something.
I’ll RP as the both of them tomorrow, or whenever I can get around to it.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
A ram began to chew on his pants.
Oddly relatable. The people I’m house sitting for have goats and one of them kept nibbling at my jeans today because apparently I wasn’t feeding her fast enough.
Jaylen’s character design sounds really cool! I love the four wings
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
*Snorts* Just imagining someone with a pet goat around the house –
“Everything is a mountain”
The people I’m house sitting for have goats and one of them kept nibbling at my jeans today because apparently I wasn’t feeding her fast enough.
We have a good number of goats, two bucks, one wether, four kids, and seven does. Our goats that are full grown don’t really know me much, cuz I have made little to no effort to bond with them. With the exception of Faith and Hope who I hand raised and still remember me as something similar to a mother. Oh, and the bucks. For whatever reason, even though I never hand raised Max and Elliot, they have always liked me. And it’s been that way with almost every buck we have had.
Because of my lack of bond with most goats, they usually don’t nibble me, but there are times…
Oh, and if you hate your fingers being sucked and your hair chewed, steer clear of kids. Those little balls of energy love those two things. They also love to chew buttons on shirts, and skirt hems. Almost anything. Worse than does and bucks.
Most people hate kids sucking on their fingers like it’s their bottle, (oh, and only bottle fed kids usually do it) I actually find it kinda nostalgic. I grew up hand raising kids, and playing with them, so halter training is nothing new, teaching them to follow you around is easy, and letting them suck on my fingers is pleasant.
NEVER STICK YOUR HAND IN A ADULT GOAT’S MOUTH THOUGH. THEY’RE TEETH ARE NASTY!
Just imagining someone with a pet goat around the house –
I have a pet goat, but he lives now mostly at the barn. His name is Eeyore.
"You need French Toast."
Hunter! Yes!
I literally cried when Cad Bane shot him after Omega, and then the two of them <3 they act like father and daughter <33333
And I’m fangirling for no reason again, aren’t I?
Anyways…
"You need French Toast."
Wyoh, may your floors be always covered in lego and d4s
@whalekeeper XD oh, no, the goats live in the yard
@rae Cool! I miss living with animalsNEVER STICK YOUR HAND IN A ADULT GOAT’S MOUTH THOUGH. THEY’RE TEETH ARE NASTY!
👍 wasn’t planning on it
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@anyone
Ilsa, Daughter of Water
Ilsa comes from the world that inspired this one, but she has very little memory of it, or so it is supposed. Very little is known about Ilsa, since she cannot speak.
Daughter of Water doesn’t mean she is literally the child of water. The Daughters and Sons are powerful magical beings, who are given a title based on there powers. Son of Moon or Son of the Moon means he can reflect light, hold things in balance, and even control gravity to an extent (I know that mostly doesn’t sound like the Moon, but I do have reasoning). Daughter of Water means she has water powers.
Ilsa has the power of preserving life or not at her fingertips. She can kill a person by absorbing their water from their body, or Dave them by drawing water from deep under ground to become a fountain.
She is a kind soul, with girlish large eyes that sometimes look like rippling water. Her hair is blond, and she wears a short dress with multiple layers of transparent material with a blue or green tint over top.
She is full of curiosity.
I will also add Silvanis.
None of my charries will I rp with right away unless it strikes me to do so. I will add them when I see a place where they would add to the story, or just feels right.
Silvanis Snickerdoodle or Alpha Slit Silvanis Thurston Dare Krogen Fives Grath (I think I got all his names in there)
An adventurer/mercenary.
Silvanis has slicked black long hair, with a facial skintone that to most look very sickly. His eyes are red with no definite sclerae or iris, but a slit pupil. Like a snake or cat. He has slightly pointed ears. His nostrils have what look like a second nostril deep inside each one (if you dare look) which function like a viper’s pits. When he closes his eyes, Silvanis can see in a type of IR, like a snake. His normal human vision is poor. His canine teeth are longer than a normal humans and are actually fangs that have a paralyzing venom. His torso is longer than average by at least six inches, maybe more. This is for his lungs, which are larger than a humans, which means he has better athletic capabilities.
He is very athletic, and operates either like an assassin or a Krogen usually, i e, either go in sneakily, or blast through the front gate.
He carries a sniper rifle on his back, knives strapped to his thigh, arms and hidden in his boots (three pairs, throwing, stabbing, slashing). He does have a pistol, and a few other weapons, such as a viking style axe with his own sci-fi flourish.
I’m gonna have him be wearing little to no armor as he occasionally does. A green glow speeder mask with a leather turtleneck jacket that is black and red over a dark grey shirt. He’ll wear normal cloth pants that are black.
"You need French Toast."
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