I am barely keeping up with my college classes and work as it is, so I’m afraid I won’t be joining.

Same as Koshka. I’m juggling schoolwork and writing at the same time, and although I write a decent amount most days, it’s easier for me to keep the habits I have now. Not sure if it’s worth joining an unfamiliar challenge.

That’s just me. I hop…[Read more]

Your colors are great!! Your practicing has really payed off.

I’m not sure, maybe looking into colleges (probably online, nothing big). I’m considering going into some kind of ministry or non-profit work. I wasn’t planning on anything like that, but I kind of feel drawn to it right now.

How about you? How is your family doing?

Moth

“Violence?” Moth tilted his head. He stared at the target and squinted. “But I don’t want to hurt the hay bale. It has done nothing but grow in a field.”

He found himself scowling at the third arrow in his hand, as if it was at fault. “Everything is so eager to… It doesn’t matter. Are you saying I should imagine the bal…[Read more]

This RP has got me thinking… I’m playing with the idea that Tavar can smell diabetes, maybe even cancer and malaria, since his folk are supposed to have GREAT senses.

That’s a real thing. I know of at least one woman who was proven to be able to smell Parkinson’s disease on someone before diagnosis. It’s possible to smell dif…[Read more]

Moth

Moth blinked and shook his head to clear it. “I didn’t intend for that to happen, no.”

Maybe it was a one-time accident. He motioned for Ari to walk out of the shooting range, and after making sure it was safe, he strung another arrow and shot again.

This time, it transformed into a yellow poppy, and twirled in the air b…[Read more]

Sorry for the late reply; I’ve been a little mentally swamped.

Moth

Moth took a look at Ari’s hand. He put the ring on and dropped an arrow onto the bow. He studied Ari’s hand position, looking back and forth between their bows, and did his best to mimic the expert. It was probably best to be sure of what to do before he pulle…[Read more]

I received an opportunity to illustrate a book. I can’t say too much yet, but if you are interested, I will let you know when it is published.

That isn’t a surprise. You’re a great illustrator. You should let us know when that happens!

I also confess…

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Sorry for the ridiculously delayed response

Lucille

Lucy picked up the first book that interested her. It had a sketch of a man in a black mask. Batman. The name was strange and kind of silly, but she could ignore that.

In the first panel, he was a strong, dark figure, hunched over in a panel drenched with inked rain.…[Read more]

Who knows. They might get stuck in here for decades, join up with other people, and develop a unique nomadic society.

Lucy: *Tries harder and manages to push their hands back into a tie*

I didn’t realize I put this in the wrong forum hahaha, I meant to put it in the Chat Chat

You caught us in the middle of characters interacting. XDXD

Moth: *Inspects your post thoughtfully* “What is… Instagram?”

Sorry Sara, I’m not really on social media. :’)

Lucy: *Pushes as hard as she can, arm shaking, slowly losing inch by inch* *The more she loses, the more her eyes blaze with excitement*

So the queen is an immortal jellyfish? Like the actual species?

Lucy: “Yeah. But don’t be fast. You have to let me practice. I’m going to beat you when I’m grown up.”

It would be cool to have a jellyfish merfolk puppet on strings.

From what I understand, you do lose depth perception because that’s just how our eyes are wired. But your brain is really good at reconstructing some of that depth perception through any visual clues it can get. Obviously your brain can tell something is farther away from something else if it’s behind it. So to you, it looks the same as if…[Read more]

The blue fellow in my pfp named Ari. He’s playful, extroverted, lighthearted, kind, funny, a wind elemental, and has white hair. Basically hit all my weak spots. I couldn’t survive.

I can’t help but picture Ari from the academy roleplay, but if he was a faerie like Moth, had the opposite personality, and was blue as Loops likes to cla…[Read more]

Calmest reaction XD

Hey, I’m just trying to lighten the mood. Merlin is already used to his disability so he can show Baron the ropes.

Lucy: *Grabs his hand and repositions them* “You’re a big fat liar. And you’re not even a good liar. At least make it hard for me.”

@freed_and_redeemed

Art isn’t easy, that’s for sure. For every good…[Read more]

Cool. Now he and my Merlin can be friends because they both have eye patches.

Lucy: “Either that, or you are a weakling, or you are a big liar.”

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Isn’t that Baron?

Lucy: *Eyes narrow* “Are you a weakling?”

I’ve gotten to the point where I can give my dad a run for his money. But that’s because he’s more of the scholarly type. (No offense, Dad.)

Must buy a purple sequin suit!!!!!

*Squints* *Starts crying* I am blinded by your sequined sparkliness!! Aaaaah, the pain…

I don’t know what counts as a fictional crush. I can judge a character by saying “that’s a good ‘un’ or ‘that one is meh.’ Who is yours?

@elishavet-pidyon

(As I learned when trying to describe one from a friend’s story to a different, uninitiated friend. The amount of gleefull whimpering had her laughing at me.)

Oh that’s relatable.

I Am Alive!!!!!

Good to hear it! XD

Such attitude, such floof.

The more attitude and floof, the better.

Did fairy’s have dominant eyes? “Never mind.

I would imagine so. I have not decided if he is a righty or a lefty.

George

“Sort of have. What, should I be afraid of you?” George pushed her hat brim up so she could size Lucian up. Her eyes narrowed into dark slits.

George

“It’s for Onyx’s face. Be gentle,” she commanded.

George

“George.”

Lucian seemed like a quiet sort of person. Not loud or obnoxious. George could tolerate some people, like him, as long as they didn’t get in the way or catch her in a bad mood.

She might have to learn to tolerate everyone here, though. Not just from a distance. That wasn’t a fun thought.

She got up from brushing the…[Read more]

George

“She’s a Maine Coon.”

The cat began to close her eyes, but one of the horses let out a loud whinny, and the cat took offense. She flicked an ear grumpily, got up, and padded back to the boy and girl. She tensed her back haunches and leaped onto George’s back.

Luckily the stablehand had strong shoulders, wide enough to s…[Read more]

George

“No. But I’m on duty today and I told the others I didn’t want them around.” George motioned vaguely towards the boy’s feet. “My cat doesn’t like everyone. You must be nice or interesting.”

Hey Power, off topic, but I have to say I appreciate every comment you make, because you usually add something hilarious to KP lore. Loops and I were looking through a few older pages and stumbled across one of your contributions, and I laughed pretty hard. 🤣 Thank you for being so chaotic and memorable.

Ah. You just want to be included. XD

Moth

They entered the archery range and Moth recognized most of what he saw – or, at the very least, could guess what things were for.

The range stretched on and gave room for plenty of boys to practice shooting all at once. Arrows were already flying. A satisfying thwacking sound went off at regular intervals; the arrows…[Read more]

Hellooooooo! Good to see you around! :-p

The themes, messages, character dynamics, the ✨plot✨, everything is starting to come together and becoming what I think Leon and Riker’s trilogy needs for their finale.

Good for you! I bet it’ll be satisfying to finally conclude everything and put the characters to rest, so to spe…[Read more]

Idk, tbh. I think my world has different kinds of foods that are normal but to u they are weird. I’ve eaten live squid before. I like eating live seafood. Is that crazy?

What about u? What’s the weirdest thing u’ve eaten?

George

George opened the stall door. She gave the mare a strong series of pats, then brushed a hand along the mare’s side, making sure the animal knew where the human was at all times. Spooking a new horse was a surefire way to get kicked.

Onyx’s coat already shone, catching the same glow that lit the stall’s wood grain walls. Georg…[Read more]

I have that image saved already on Pinterest! I should work on this tonight.

Nice pfp. My sister says I sound like a dying seagull when I laugh.

Um… because you have multiple personalities. I guess.