[Keilah H.]

@theshadow

Huntress

“Drop the gun, or I will order my friend there to kill Rosalind.” the man snapped. I couldn’t tell whether it was to me or Azalea. Or both.

The white creature whipped around and whacked me away despite the fact that I was camouflaged; it was able to see me somehow. Infrared vision perhaps?

I hit the floor hard enough to see stars but not hard enough to knock me out. The creature had Rosalind in its claws.

“Why do you want us, anyway? What makes us so special?” Azalea asked, glaring at the man.

“Nothing in particular. But you were chosen, and so you are here. Please sit down now, I have some questions for you both.”

I got to my feet. “First answer my question: where are the others? We came here with three men, two humans and an Argonite. They have to be here somewhere.”

Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)

[Keilah H.]

@liberty That’s a good way to look at it.

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[Keilah H.]

@whalekeeper but I like the stick figure it’s cute

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[Keilah H.]

@liberty I love that! It looks amazing!

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[Keilah H.]

@ellette-giselle for sure hehe

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[Keilah H.]

@elishavet-pidyon yess happy birthday to America

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[Keilah H.]

@loopylin oooh i like it

 

@whalekeeper @rae

Sniper

This room was someone else’s. A child’s.

I’m no kid expert, but even I knew the scrap metal on the floor looked like a hazard.

“Sometimes you wonder… what’ve you done? And it’s hard for you to be good without h…hurting inside your head, and hurting my… hm. Yourself.” Lucy whispered.

I looked down at my own claws, barely hearin’ Gabriel’s response.

Those words struck a bit too close to home for my comfort.

I stayed in the doorway, dreadin’ what we’d encounter when we opened my world’s door.

 

 

Huntress

“…The amount of times I’ve wanted to walk away, the amount of times I’ve…wanted to give up as the Protector…Lucy, everyday I’m so tired, everyday I run on fumes, as my body gets torn to shreds, as it slowly dies, and then I use my powers, to borrow a little more time, but the more the power gives, the more it takes, and in the end I pay for it. And all for what? For me to hide myself because the people who cheer for the Protector would also kill Gabriel? For the people I destroy myself for to eventually turn on me? Like my father?” Gabriel showed a scar below his collarbone, most likely from an arrow.

His father did that?

“I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t hard. But everyday I also have to remember that I do this for them because even if they will hate me, for now I get to see their smiles and keep myself from descending into the darkness my parents thought I was.” he continued.

Wow.

All right then.

And I thought Scout and I had it bad back in the day…..

But that wasn’t my focus. I fixated instead on one of the things Lucy had said.

“You have both your mom and dad around?” I asked Lucy, kneeling down so I was a bit closer to her level. “I didn’t….I didn’t have my dad there with us. My brothers, well, sometimes they acted like it was my fault he was gone, even though I didn’t even know him. And sometimes they didn’t even do it on purpose, but it still made me feel….horrible. Like I didn’t deserve all the good things that happened to me. Like maybe, yeah, maybe you are gonna make your mom and dad cry and there’s nothing you can do about it.” I looked over at Gabriel, and then my eyes briefly flitted to Sniper standing in the doorway.

I don’t think either realized I was addressing all three of them with those last few sentences.

I turned back to Lucy. “But you’re just a kid, Lucy. It’s okay if you don’t have the answers. It’s all right if you don’t know how to ‘be good’ or if you don’t know what hurts, you have time to learn.” I chuckled. “I didn’t realize that when I was your age, or even afterward, and it got me in a load of trouble. Trust me, if you really knew my team and what led to me and my twin joining it…..Yeah. We’ve all got issues. Some of us still don’t know how to fix what hurts.”

Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)

[Keilah H.]

@loopylin when I fill out pronouns sections I usually either keep it blank or do something silly like “who cares” or “pronoun preference wasn’t a thing in this time period” (for my tf2 squad especially) and then if it has a separate blank for the actual gender then I write it there. For example, here’s a chart I found and used for the friendship between Huntress and Engineer:

 

 

 

also @rae a KP one would be super cool!

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[Keilah H.]

@theshadow

Huntress

“Step away from Rosalind.” Azalea drew a pistol. I did the same.

“Finally, they’ve found you. Half of them, at least……Thank you both for coming. It was getting a little dull.” The man, or at least I thought it looked like a man, drew a sword. It flashed silver in the dim light.

I quickly camouflaged. My gun and my clothes sadly don’t change with me, but it was dark enough that he probably wouldn’t see me coming until it was too late.

Of course, this was all banking on the white animal (person? thing? it seemed to have spoken earlier) not seeing me using infrared or something.

Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)

[Keilah H.]

@whalekeeper @loopylin @rae

Soldier

This was all very confusing.

So he was a demon? Then he wasn’t? Then he WAS again??

He didn’t look like one (not that I know what they look like. But it’s not that). He looked like a Changeling, a little bit, but he wasn’t THAT either!

Gabriel didn’t take the words nicely. I wouldn’t either.

Huntress and Sniper hung back, a bit shocked by the words, not speaking. I flapped around the sad little group, thinking of something interesting to say.

Unfortunately I came up with nothing and settled for preening my feathers instead.

 

 

 

 

silly little filler rp while I wait to see where this is going lol

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[Keilah H.]

@loopylin ohhhhh ok

 

hope she has fun on her trip heheh

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[Keilah H.]

@everyone heyooooo where were we?

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[Keilah H.]

@theducktator Ah, so that’s what that was.

 

I wasn’t gonna click on it anyway, I knew we didn’t have anything going on and it looked sus to me, but thanks for the warning.

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[Keilah H.]

@Jonas

Just from the first few sentences I was intrigued! The fact that you referred to the “gods” as actual beings is interesting. This is what they call their leaders, I assume? Considering one is on trial and another was injured in a fight, behaviors an immortal non-human god presumably can’t display.

 

I also love the color magic! In the magic system my brother and I make up for our Lego stories we have something with the same theme. It’s not really like yours, but each specific power is symbolized by a color. What does each color do in your system?

 

I will definitely come back to read more when you add it!

Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)

[Keilah H.]

@theshadow

Huntress

Azalea pressed down on a part of the wall, and it slid open, revealing another tunnel. This one sloped downward, lit by dim sconces like the one we’d first gone through.

“Here we go,” she said as we started down this pathway.

It was a lot longer than I’d assumed. Maybe it was like one of those freaky sci-fi stories with places that looped back in on themselves with impossible geometry. Or like an Alice in Wonderland-type thing.

Eventually we found another series of doors, lined up like hotel rooms. Or prison cells.

Azalea tentatively opened one and gasped upon seeing whatever was inside. She backed away slightly. I looked in to see what she’d found.

There it was–the white creature that’d taken Rosalind, or at least a member of the same species. However, it didn’t attempt to attack us, merely sitting and staring down at us, instead like it had something to say but couldn’t say it.

Weird. I’d thought it was completely an animal–but it had the spark of intelligence in its gaze here.

There was someone human-sized standing near it. Unfortunately, they didn’t look like any of our group.

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