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I want one!!!
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Hi I did a rp for Dante a while ago, though he didn’t really do much other than follow the others around. I’m not sure what your characters’ plan is so I’m not sure how to continue?
And if you’re too busy to rp right now feel free to ignore :]
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@loopylin I was waiting for someone to do something and mention me so I guess it’s time now
If I understand, some people are walking on walls and/or looking out windows. If that is correct, they may want to get involved.
I don’t know if this was originally true, but the name of the southernish outlaw (part of El Burro’s posse) is Jim
p.s. what time is it?
Johnny
The group watched as the flaming pinata floated upwards, suspended by helium-filled ballons. Slick grinned at Dante. “Fiery enough for you?”
Johnny noticed absently that the wind was softly blowing their handiwork towards the school.
“Should we hide, Senors?” El Burro asked, hands on holster.
“We’re going to have to pin it on someone,” Vinny pointed out. “A flaming pinata doesn’t just float up there on its own. Why don’t we find someone who has a birthday today?”
“How’ll we figure that out?” Jim asked.
“Oh, it shouldn’t be hard,” Vinny answered. “We’ll just find some rando and say ‘happy birthday!’ and hand them over to the headmistress. The only question now is, who?” Vinny looked around. “Hey, look! Let’s get them!” He was pointing to a boy with brown hair and a shield and girl with red hair and a red dress. “Shouldn’t be too difficult. Only a real nerd would carry a shield around.”
Kate
“How’d we end up alone again?” I wondered aloud, as we exited the school into the fresh air of the street out front.
“I think they just stopped noticing us,” Brian replied. “I suppose here, we aren’t that remarkable.”
“A knight and a princess, unremarkable?” I sighed. “I guess you’re right. What with dragons and young wizards and special-needs kids and superheros, we fit in too well.”
Brian stared off into the distance. “Yeah, we just–” Something caught his eye, and he craned his neck upwards. “What in Johnny Johnson’s name is that?!” He pointed.
Something was flying. It was on fire, and was flying very slowly towards the school. It had something above it, that appeared, now that I thought about it, to be the thing supporting it. Spheres of many colors. The thing itself looked a little like a multi-colored donkey, completely unaware that it was on fire.
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I ❤️ Medievals@calyhuge it’s late sunset
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@loopylin ok
Kate
I shaded my eyes from the glaring red sun.
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Pinning it on someone sounded like a good plan. Though it happened to him often, Dante didn’t actually enjoy getting in trouble.
He jogged over to the kids Vinny had pointed out and gave them a wave.
“Hey! You guys seeing this?” He pointed upwards. “A flying flaming piñata! Weird, right?” He stared up at it while still walking, and bumped into the girl. In the moment before catching the girl’s arm to keep her from falling, he managed to slip a couple balloons and a matchbox into her pocket.
“Whoops, sorry about that.” He gave her friendly smile.
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Kate
“Hey, watch it!” Brian snarled when a boy bumped into me.
“Don’t I know you?” I said, looking hard at the cyclopes. “Weren’t you with Calligripho?”
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His whole face lit up at the name. “Oh, yeah! Good ol’ Inky. Where’s he been?”
For the moment he completely forgot about his flying bit of arson and his new gang of friends who were probably watching nearby.
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Kate
“Back home, I think,” I replied. “He’s a bit tied up at the moment, last we heard. He may be literally tied up somewhere, come to think of it.”
“How do you know Calligripho?” Brian demanded, still suspicious.
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“Helped him catch a little shapeshifter. Then we hung out at a cafe.”
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Maverick
Maverick’s indifferent look said he hardly care about finding Navin, though he replied with a nod, “Well, maybe. Actually yes, he gets lost easily. I’m probably going to be roaming around for a while if I can’t find him, so if there’s somewhere else you got to be, that’s understandable.”
"Great winds of a derecho, you're a scary bird!"
welp, its been quit on here recently but I will talk.
Astro
After school Astro met up with Navin when they got out. “Uh hey… how was school?” he asked, “S-sorry it has been a long day.” Astro stared at Navin for awhile, “Well uh… I should be going… You know the the curfew at 7 and all…” Astro turned to walk, as if Navin didn’t have any questions on what he was talking about.
"The more you practice the art of thankfulness, the more you have to be thankful for.”
Yeah, it has. Sorry, I haven’t really been in a mood for RP-writing on here so it’s taken me a bit to reply. Lol.
Navin
“I- uh, fine…” Navin’s shoulders slumped when Astro commenced the speaking of what seemed like a thousand words until he was puzzled, although it was only about fifteen. “I-… curfew at s- seven…?”
Some sort of curfew had to have been in place, Navin didn’t know it was at seven. His head turned here and there as he scanned the area, but then he followed after Astro. “Cu- curf- few’s at seven?”
Perhaps he only thought this shocking since he normally roamed around and ventured far onto the woods after ten at night, but only for the sake of getting some solitude.
"Great winds of a derecho, you're a scary bird!"
Yeah, its ok
Astro
He turned around to see Navin, “Wait…. There isn’t a curfew on this planet? This world is so weird.” Astro sopped. “I-I-I have never been outside past seven… I mean… Ive always heard noises outside at night. And my friend Olive that lives on another planet, she has told me all about “Night”” Astro said that last word as if it was a mystical dream, something that was only in fairy tales. “But I never want to go out at night. Wishing for that would b-b-be a d-dr-drea- EGH!” He quickly bent down and put his hands over his head. “S-sorry.” He said, still on the ground. “I-I-I-I I NEED to t-t-take my pills…….”
"The more you practice the art of thankfulness, the more you have to be thankful for.”
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