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Crimson Butterfly

I'll open up an interest thread and see if we can get a couple more people in here. Probably tomorrow, I'm really sick today.

Crimson Butterfly

Yeah. I think Hebi flaked. Judging from his/her RP track record.

Crimson Butterfly

Oi, people, the RP is still going. Remember the part in the rules about being active?

Mika is just temporarily frozen. Let's just say she fell off the path they're on right now. And god won't let the Crimson Man bring her back right away because it was too similar to the way she died.

Crimson Butterfly

I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to quit this RP. Just so much is happening in my life right now, and I'm not sure if I can deal with it and RP.... I'm so SO sorry, but I just can't.

So I wish you the best and I hope this RP really prospers! Kill my character off as you see fit....

@kittenlover

I was kind of expecting as much, due to lack of activity on our other RPs as well. Hopefully this RP will be open for a while, and if things get settled you're more than welcome to come back. We can just freeze Mika or something like that. I've got ideas for it.

Crimson Butterfly

Done! Not as much color coding in this one. I was feeling kind of lazy.

Crimson Butterfly

The Crimson Man

A soft breath of relief escaped the Crimson Man as the children started to follow him through the darkness. If he was lucky, they would stick together through the whole forest and he wouldn't have to wear himself out trying to find them. When they caught up with Seiji he stopped and began flying around the children, just glad they were all safe for the moment. He would give them a moment to introduce themselves and feel a little bit safer with each other before pestering them about moving on. It was important that they trusted each other enough to stick together before moving on. If they all decided to take separate paths he most certainly wouldn't be able to protect them at all.

After they introduced themselves, Seiji came over, reached out a finger and touched one of his wings. Casually he just fluttered a bit of a ways away, just out of the boy's reach. He was fine with landing on people, but his wings were sensitive, he wasn't a big fan of them being touched. Instead of focusing on that, he started fluttering around Erin's head to get everybody's attention. They couldn't stay on the path for too long, it wasn't entirely safe, even if it looked like it was.

The Next Clearing

The next clearing was about the same size as the last one. In fact it was identical in appearance save for two features. This clearing only had two paths to continue along. One was narrow and small, though well lit, they'd have to crawl through it. But it was the safe path, other than the scraped up knees and elbows that they were sure to get. The other was pretty looking, the trees were covered in bright, colorful flowers. Unfortunately, like many things in nature, those pretty colors meant poisonous. The toxins the flowers gave off would have slowly killed the children, if not for the protection of the Crimson Man. It would still not be a pleasant experience for them.

The second different was the tree stump resting directly in the middle. On the stump were four pieces of paper. The birth certificates of each child. Giving them their names, birthdays, parents, maybe things they were dying to know. Even if they knew their names, it was completely confirmed now. This was the first step into them discovering their pasts and the truth about why they were stuck in this forest between life and death.

Crimson Butterfly

Sorry about the wait! Today was busier than I planned on it being. Post should be up within an hour or two. Depending on whether I eat dinner now or later.

Edit: Eating dinner. Mmmmm chicken burritos.

Crimson Butterfly

Alrighty! I will get that up tomorrow morning.

Crimson Butterfly

Yay another round done! Shall I post next or do we want to go one more round and have everybody do a little more talking?

Crimson Butterfly

Yup! Hopefully they'll be posting soon. I don't this to die so quickly. Or ever for that matter.