Fantasy/Modern School AU RP

[RAE]

@whalekeeper

Wow, I was not expecting that.

"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)

[Anonymous]

@whalekeeper

[quote quote=169380]either a person tells me their life struggles or I figure them out within a few days[/quote]

AFLJALKFJADLKFJDAFJASLFJAKFDSFAJLKDFJDSAFJ!!!!!!

deep breaths deep breaths she can’t actually read my mind

actually, scratch that thought

[RAE]

@whalekeeper

ChaseDuke

“You’re just depressing yourself, dude.”

“You think I want to be this way? I wear dark clothes because I don’t like bright colors, they stand out too much.” The truth: they reminded him of his mom. “I’ve tried to change, I even went to a couple of those…religious meeting things with the Marshalls. I tried making school work for me. What did I get? I got beat to a pulp. I’ve tried forgetting I had a family, but it never works. I’ve tried leaning on other people, silently pleading for them to take on the role I need in my life and fill the hole in my heart. But they turn away. No one, I don’t think even you, understands.”

 

I just realized how much that came out like me talking.

"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)

[Anonymous]

ok now I’ve calmed down enough to actually RP

@loopylin (i got it right this time yay me) @whaley

Calligripho

He massaged his forehead in frustration and amazement. “Never been to a dance… what kind of a horrid, dismal, uncultured place does he come from?”

The crow still stood on the table, looking intently at the scribe. Calligripho noticed. “What? What do you want?” The crow hopped a step closer, and stared at him again. Then, without warning, it pecked the side of his face. “Oww!” Inky waved his arms, shooing the bird away, but it had already flown.

Calligripho supported the sides of his head with his hands and stared at the table, his now-mushy icy cream forgotten. “I’m surrounded by insanity. Any second, I’m going to wake up in the study. This entire thing may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. Boil me in my pudding and bury me with a stake of holly through my heart if this is real! I do declare that crow was doing it on purpose. And… has never danced?! A fine state of affairs, this!”

*   *   *

It’s that time of year again… when people quote A Christmas Carol in everyday speech

One thing is sure, to begin with. Dickens is not dead as a doornail, or a coffin nail, for that matter.

[RAE]

@calyhuge

Chase Duke

“Never been to a dance… what kind of a horrid, dismal, uncultured place does he come from?”

Chance started, and looked over the the other table, his eyes going jet black. He had forgotten their existence. The boy wearing round glasses and faint ink stains went on, ranting about something Chase didn’t understand. He move his hand to pull his hood over his head, but stopped, thinking of what Marcel had said. Dance. Callista. Callista had wanted him to go, and he had turned her down. His jaw muscles tightened. He should probably go.

"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)

[Loopy]

@calyhuge

(i got it right this time yay me)

Yayy lol

Calligrapho quoting Dickens is the most hilarious in-character thing I’ve read. XD I love it

Dante 

Dante watched the scribe with mild surprise and amusement.

“Ya lost me at ‘beef’. I’ll admit your enthusiasm over this does have me curious, though.” He glanced at Hugo.

“Are you going too?”

“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle

[Loopy]

Oh no I forgot you sorry! @whalekeeper ^^^

“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle

[whaley]

@calyhuge

deep breaths deep breaths she can’t actually read my mind

actually, scratch that thought

My powers span all rational thought 😈

@rae

Wow, I was not expecting that.

He is way too blunt sometimes 😅

Marcel

“I don’t think you’re TRYING to understand ANYONE ELSE,” Marcel yelled like a thunderclap.

He froze, and found himself standing, his fists having banged the table.

Chase looked incredulous – as did several other new customers. The foursome at the other table paused for a second, rattled.

Marcel trembled.

Then he slung on his backpack, burning with frustration – at whom, he didn’t want to think about. He met Chase’s eyes. His pastel eyes slowly melted. “I’m sorry I bothered you.”

He rushed out of the shop, and slammed the door behind him. He ignored Samuel’s quiet groan.

All of a sudden, he was outside again, the warmth and brightness of the day welcoming him with open arms. His wings jutted out at odd angles, trailing behind him as he ran.

He was wrong to try helping a random stranger. He shouldn’t have yelled. He shouldn’t have acted so wise. How had he even built up so much steam without noticing? What did he know? The keys to unlocking personal greatness?

No. The only thing he could unlock was the next level of super figurines from collecting cereal boxes.

Marcel wiped at his eyes, and summoned a golden cloud under his feet.

@loopylin @calyhuge

Sebastian

“No choice,” the tall boy answered, bemused. “We never say no to -“

“Hey hey hey, I think you have a few things wrong.” Seb waved a finger at Calligripho’s nose. “Even if the fire-adoring monster – ultimate respect for the fire-adoring, by the way – is uncultured, I alone am cultured enough for the both of us. I live dancing. I breathe dancing.”

“He’s not wrong,” Hugo sighed.

“And,” Seb stood up on the table, holding the spoon in the air like a scimitar, “any moonshine licker who contradicts those facts may conduct himself in the direction of this table and submit his spirit to my scrutiny. Peace, gentleman.”

He bowed.

Hugo was not impressed. “Now get down from there before you break your neck. …And you stepped in the ice cream. Great.”

“Everything is a mountain”

[RAE]

@whalekeeper

What is wrong with Seb? Does he have mental issues or something?

"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)

[RAE]

Chase Duke

“I’m sorry I bothered you.”

Marcel rushed out of the shop, and slammed the door behind him. Chase sat alone, stunned. What did I do? He remained there for a few minutes, before rushing out himself. Marcel was nowhere in sight. What did I do?! Frantic, Chase pulled his hoodie over his head and made for the city streets. He thought he saw Callista out of the corner of his eye at some point, Fynn with her, but he kept going. As he recklessly made his way through the unfamiliar streets, he was almost hit by vehicles a couple times, but he didn’t care. He was going to a place that held the darkness of his life. A place that never failed to keep him, a place that was strangely pleasant yet terrible. He made his way to a lonely brick alley, shrouded in deep shadows. He threw his back against the cold brick, his fingers over his face. Chase slid down, the rough surface grabbing to his hoodie, pulling it up his back with his shirt, and leaving his skin bare to be scratched by the brick. But he didn’t care. What did I say? Fynn thought he was after Callista, Lukas and Livia were whoever they were, and Marcel, the one boy Chase thought understood him, had gotten angry at him and stormed away. It was the same as it had always been: Chase had no friends. He couldn’t have friends.

There was no doubt in his mind, Chase knew who was at fault for it all. It wasn’t Fynn, it wasn’t Marcel, it was himself. While others could make friends wherever, Chase made friends, then tripped up and lost them.

Why do I even try? 

Chase banged his head back, pain stabbing into his head from the contact with the brick. His mind focused off of Marcel, and on that pain. It was a strange type of relief. I won’t make any friends, then I can’t be stupid and do something wrong. I’ll stay away from them, and then I can’t hurt them. He could accept that he was chosen to be the lonely one. He could accept that he would have no friends, no family, no ties, no bonds. He’d go to school and do his studies, forever inside working on his homework, or out here, where no one else went.

“I need to stay away from them, or I’ll hurt them somehow,” He whispered to the shadows. A stabb of pain seared his chest, an ache that was small yet unbearable.

“It is my lot.” He slammed his head to the brick again, looking for that strange relief.

"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)

[Loopy]

@rae

Seb is just endearingly eccentric✨

 

“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle

[Loopy]

@people-in-the-shop-who-might-notice-idk

Ellie

Ellie stared at her raspberry soda as tiny pink bubbles whizzed up to its surface. The floor was cold. She sat for a while, sipping on her drink and tracing the cracks in the white tiles with one finger.

She wasn’t sure exactly what she was doing there, hidden on the floor behind the counter, but she just knew she didn’t want Dante to know she was there. That would be… awkward to say the least.

 

Voices from the tables wandered over to her hiding spot.

“What’s it to you, monocular magnifico?”

“I get attacked by demons occasionally…”

“…at least have a story? A heritage? Why?”

“Are they gods too?”

Ellie wasn’t trying to be nosy, but she couldn’t help but wonder what in the stars was going on over there.

Suddenly, something black and feathery swooped over her head, making her duck in surprise. She then heard voices coming from Dante’s table.

“Dance lessons? I’d rather be attacked by a pixie again.”

“Ha! You amuse me, cyclopes.”

This is my chance to slip out, she thought. He seems distracted enough. She carefully placed her now empty drink on the counter along with some money, and crept towards the door.

She successfully made it out, and stood outside in front of the busy street, tail twitching. Where was she supposed to go now?

 

 

“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle

[PrincesaChronicle22]

@loopylin

Aww Ellie

Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:

[Esther]

@savannah_grace2009

lol! I can’t wait for that awkward RP…lol

Ikr?! XD

hey…what if Lukas and Liv were partners? Fynn would never stop laughing….lol

Oh yes, that would be fantastic. 😂 (Fynn would laugh until he saw Chase dancing with Callie, then he’d be quite distracted… and confused… and conflicted… and giving his author a good laugh. 🤣 *ahem* anyway… XD)

Lukas

“All I know how to do is get embarrassed by my annoying horse,” Liv said, elbowing Xandro.

Lukas chuckled. “I can tell.”

A sudden hush fell upon their group.

From the way Fynn’s eyes bulged and the shocked look on Liv’s face, Lukas caught his mistake. “Oh! No, no, no, no,” he said, waving his hands in front of him. “Th-that’s not what I m-meant to say. It-it just slipped out a-and I d-didn’t mean to say it.” His cheeks burned and he somehow managed to force a sheepish smile. “Sorry,” he murmured, avoiding Liv’s gaze.

“Smooth move, Romeo,” Fynn’s voice murmured by his ear.

Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende

[Esther]

@rae

Aww, Chaseeee 😭

(Btw, is he still going to show up at the dance lessons? Because I bet Callie will see through him and know something’s wrong right away and be like, “Alright, boy, ‘fess up.” …ok, not exactly like that, but you know what I mean. 🤣)

Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende

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