Lydibug

This is very much like Minecraft, I feel like. Everyone has to sleep to skip to morning.

yes that’s a good analogy lol

In that case, I vote we skip the night. I’m excited for the lessons to start. After everyone gets settled in for the night, of course. Not trying to rush things too much.

It seems like no one wants to be out at night except Wolfgang. And maybe Wilhelm by proximity. If that’s true, maybe we skip this night

But it depends on what y’all want to do.

This is very much like Minecraft, I feel like. Everyone has to sleep to skip to morning.

Is the night going to have a bunch of past curfew shenanigans, or are people going to start sleeping? Just curious what people are planning

@koshka

yes, actually, fair point

@loopylin

What Koshka said. Her words exactly.

@koshka @elishavet-pidyon @ellette-giselle

Something within me keeps insisting Ari broke Wilhelm’s nose. That has to be factually inaccurate, though.

Ellis watched the Remington go

the Remington?? I need to reread my role plays before I post them more lol

@koshka

Moth

”Of course.” Moth reached out his hand to help Ari up. “Good thing you told me what to do.”

He pulled Ari to his feet, and the two of them crept their way through the gardens. A clear, paved walkway surrounded the back of the academy, lit by lanterns, and patrolled by a couple servants. Bedroom lights flickered silently in the win…[Read more]

@loopylin

I’d guess you’re probably figuring him out. Speaking of which, I’m going to try drawing him now

@whalekeeper

Oh good. This character hasn’t clicked for me yet but I think I’m figuring him out.

@loopylin

Idk why, but the way you wrote Ellis in the last post made me like him more.

Callum

“I will. Good night, Ellis.”

Callum looked down at the lemonade glass in his hand. It had been the perfect cool drink on a warm evening. His drink, unlike the others, had a sort of gradient, turning purple at the bottom. He swished it around, and took…[Read more]

@koshka

Moth

Pulling a thorn out of his heel, Moth whispered a few choice words in an old language. He had heard other people say things when they got hurt, so he decided to give it a go. His heel didn’t stop hurting.

“Perhaps they’ll forget about this in the morning. But yes, we should go. Do you think you can climb up to your room?”

@whalekeeper

*Remington rolls a Nat 1 persuasion*

hehe

Both Ellis and I are very concerned about Remy at the moment, but for very different reasons lol

Ellis

Ellis watched the Remington go with the same cold intensity behind his blue eyes. His mind was racing.

Callum was still here. “That was weird. I wouldn’t have liked it if he asked me tha…[Read more]

*Remington rolls a Nat 1 persuasion*

@loopylin

Works with me

Callum

Callum looked from one boy to the other. It took a moment for it to click.

Remington didn’t speak for a moment. He looked like he might be sick. “I-I… overheard, and I was just wondering. I don’t feel well. Choked on… on something from the kitchens. I’m sorry, excuse me.”

The young king walked away, clutchi…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

sorry if this is bad I’m writing it while talking to people on the phone lol

Ellis

Ellis turned to face Remington, his guard immediately going up. He hadn’t been there for that conversation. How did he know?

Ellis glanced at Callum as if he had something to do with this. When he looked back at Remington, his expression was calm.…[Read more]

@loopylin

100% Remington. Callum is observing him from a few steps away

@whalekeeper

Remington turned on him with his inquisitive, disarmingly blue eyes

I just wanna double check that this isn’t a typo before I respond. Remington, not Callum?

@loopylin

Callum

Before Ellis could walk away, Remington turned on him with his inquisitive, disarmingly blue eyes. A mixture of emotions glimmered there, including pain. “Ellis, do your visions really come to you randomly? Have you ever gotten caught in a vision when you’re swimming? Or in the middle of a deadly fight? Wouldn’t that… Wou…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Ellis

Lucian looked bewildered for a moment as he stared down at the oddly colored drink. He glanced suspiciously at Remington. Ellis took a sip of his lemonade as he waited for his brother to process. The sweetness surprised him. He liked it.

“Right. Bed,” Lucian said. He looked at Ellis, who stood reluctantly. “Your room is next…[Read more]