Haru Nyan

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Crusz Bumbleclaw

Group 3
Location: A Misty Place || Action: Running around at the speed of sound. || Mood: Curiouser and curiouser -> OhshitOhshitOhshit

Getting the heck outta here with: Humphrey @Mae

Crusz grew impatient at the complete silence he was faced with right now, the prisoner was dumbfounded, lost in thoughts and all that. It was stupid, better to get lost in this misty place than getting lost in your head, who the hell knows when you'll come back...or if ever. The reptilian groaned and decided to leave him alone in his thoughts for now, maybe the event was a liiiitttle too intense, humans are really fragile beings after all, he seemed especially moreso than the average human too, though he had to give credit to his skull, thick-skinned that thing. Aimlessly, the kobold began to dig around the the mess that the chest had left behind, some of the objects piqued his interest and cast more than a few glints in his eyes. He picked up those fancy schmancy fragile thingies humans kept in their homes, it had a weird shape to it and had flowers patterned to it, the reptilian examined it from front to back and asked himself the most important question of all; "Where the hell were the pretty flowers?" He peered into the hole of the thing and was only met with a hollow void. He shook it a few times to get some sort of end result but nothing came to fruition, groaning he left the jar alone for now. Up next he took up a dusty, old book that just made him confused at the sight of the cover itself. What the heck was Feelosofie? Some sort of fruit? Halfheartedly he began to read an unspecified page and before long he threw the book away in discontent, stupid big words.

Before he could pick another item up from the ground, the human began to sneeze and shocked Crusz from the sudden volume. He was about to scold the human from disrupting his endeavors until he saw it. His eyes focused on a sinister glow of yellow that easily towered both him and the human, there was a hint of fear looming around the back of the reptilian's spine, his legs shaking again even as he struggled to stand up, resolute. The stupid human had to go and sneeze just so the thing had something new to eat; them. It's skin as dark as the night, possibly even its soul too. "No sudden movements" He thought to himself as he inched closer to the hand of the human, cautious and at the brink of running away as the thing's yellow eyes seemed to observe even the slightest movement. Once there, Crusz gripped his prisoner's hand as firmly as he could and began to bolt away in the opposite direction as fast his clawed feet could, dragging the young man with him.

Panic and terror spread throughout every inch of the kobold's body, wherever they were going he just hoped the thing wouldn't follow.

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Crusz Bumbleclaw

Group 3
Location: A Misty Place || Action: CRUSZ SMASH! || Mood: Elated -> Shookt

Unfortunately venturing with: Humphrey @Mae

For a moment there, Crusz could've sworn that the thing just moved! That's silly...boxes, or whatever these things are called, aren't supposed to move! Regardless, with permission granted from the human prisoner, the Kobold began to mull his options on how to deal with this thing. Hmmm, he placed one clawed hand under his chin and looked from left to right, noticing that the mystifying mists surrounding both him and his prisoner have begun to subside, he felt at ease for some reason...Must've been because the mists were adding this creepy ambiance to the place. What little could be called "thinking" done, Crusz decided that O'l Rusty Reliable will have to do and began to heft up his heavy blade with all the strength his arms could muster.

Placing the tip of his blade carefully on the thing and breathing heavily. The lizard tapped into the container a few times with his sword to make sure he wouldn't miss, with both of his hands and a growl that could probably alert them to any nearby monsters, the reptilian lifted his sword up to the sky and brought it down with great effort, effectively smashing the thing to bits. The creaks it made were like music to the kobold, he got to smash something, granted it wasn't a human's skull but it all works out. To his surprise, some...some...something was inside of the box, its some sort of glowy thing that keeps on spinning, looks weird and also really menacing with those dark and purple colors of its.

The orb absorbed what contents of the wooden container were left and then...nothing. Huh. That it? Well, the kobold thought to himself that he probably wouldn't have much use for this magic thing but that human over there might be able to find some sort of us-Great Shaqu'le One'al above! Before Crusz knew it, the magical floaty thing began to upchuck the former splinters of wood that the reptilian had just smashed a few moments ago, spitting it out in extreme speeds around the surrounding area, hitting Crusz with a few splinters here and there, prompting him to drop his sword and take cover behind his shield, then suddenly...something soft? What?! Some sort of fabric thing now and then fancy glass things that escape the kobold's line of thought from their rapid movements, those wax fire magic thingies as well, humans tend to carry them in steel boxes when they wander in the caves. A chair?! Some fancy schmancy dusty old book, those advanced versions of those magic fire light thingies humans have in their homes apparently, charcoal and chalk, and just more dust. And then, rugs and carpets. Just...what WAS that glowy spinny thing?!

The kobold was at a loss for words, the spinny glowy thing eventually absorbed in on itself and left Crusz and the prisoner with even more questions but also some sort of fancy scholar home back at his hometown. Coughing and getting off the dust and splinters off his scale, the reptilian grabbed his sword among the mess of objects and pointed his blade right at the human again. He doesn't know what just happened but he's got a faint suspicion the human might know something...might. "You! What the heck was that?!"

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Crusz Bumbleclaw

Group 3
Location: A Misty Place || Action: Embarrassed -> Angry -> Excited || Mood:Irritated

Unfortunately venturing with: Humphrey @Mae

The Kobold picked himself up and his hefty blade as he tried to regain composure, that could have gone way better. He scoffed at the blond, how could he have not heard of his race's misdeeds and acts of terror throughout the land? Although when Crusz glances back at Humphrey and tries to identify just what kind of person he is, he definitely seems like the kind of person to not take too many details into account, or just forget them altogether. When he heard the degenerate giggle under his breath, the reptilian could swear he'd almost pop a blood vessel. Although, as the idiot began to speak in words that sounded quite fine, a big and wide smile adorned Crusz's face.

Hefting his blade up once more and with a slight hop in his step, Crusz eagerly began to make haste into the direction the blond had directed him to. He was already fading into the mists when he stopped dead in his tracks, the jittery kobold pointing his heavy blade at the young human again, "Well don't just stand there! You're my prisoner now, so get movin'!" there was something quite disturbing about a small, childlike, reptilian creature being so happy at the prospect of having a "prisoner." Not a moment too soon, he and hopefully the human trailing behind him, fade into the depths of the mist.

Crusz didn't know how long they've been walking, but it already feels as though they've been going in endless circles. Groaning, the kobold couldn't help if the human was jut pulling his tail here and was ditching him, tough luck though. If he gets any funny ideas, the reptilian would make sure that he'd give his head more than just a bruise. He was going to complain about the lack of targets when suddenly...A shine...a shimmer...a glitter! Even in the thick fog blanketing the both of them, Crusz knows shinies when he sees them. Like a dog fetching a toy, the reptilian began to dash towards the source of the light like some predator catching its prey, not even bothering if the human could catch up.

It wasn't before long before he came upon some sort of...What was it? It's some kind of container but he quite tell what it was called. But he could've cared less about that, the real important thing are those silver things attached to it. "I want to smash it, can I smash it?" he said, asking the human (who should have caught up by now, and if he hasn't well then maybe he got eaten by some mist monster.) with his purple eyes never once leaving the sight of the container.

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Crusz Bumbleclaw

Group 3
Location: A Misty Place || Action: Resisting the urge to strangle Humphrey || Mood:Irritated

Getting fookin' pissed at: Humphrey @Mae

Crusz could only mutter with distaste and irritation as the blonde man didn't fall down. He sighed, next time for sure he'll make sure his skull cracks, might have to use the actual blade too. The reptilian looked up and sized the man from top to bottom even as he raised in what petty defenses he had.

"What in the devil are you?"

He exclaimed and Crusz nodded...Devil, eh? He doesn't know what the word means but clearly if it incites fear and terror to humans then it's a good sign. He made a small mental note at the back of his head; "Proudly proclaim yourself as the Red Devil next time you encounter humans." To answer the man's question, he hefted his blade up, standing on his tip toes and attempted to point the tip of the blade in front of the man but the sword was heavier than he had remembered it. Trying to endure the weight of the sword while still trying to appear as frightening, Crusz began to speak.

"What?! Never seen a Kobold before?!" the reptilian said on his somewhat-shaky legs. He didn't really expect the man to answer his question anyway, but decided that if he could at least have some idea as to what they were then his job would become easier but perhaps simplifying things would be better...Stories can wait by a campfire and not in some deadbeat place surrounded by ghost whispers. "I'm gonna put an end to the likes of you human scum!! So take me to your leader!" he says with a smile on his face, but that would soon fade as the Kobold finds himself losing balance trying to look intimidating and finds himself toppling over and tripping face-first on the grass below, his blade dropping flatly beside him. So much for intimidating...

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Crusz Bumbleclaw

Group 3
Location: A Misty Place || Action: Begrudgingly following the humans, and smacking some sense into an idiot. || Mood:Irritated

Wandering who knows where with: Humphrey @Mae, Oxe and Alexis @PaddieCake, and Viola @Fox of Spades

Perfect, just perfect...

Some expedition this turned out to be. Not only is he stuck here with these godawful pricks, the idiot with the blonde hair is singing some nonsensical, off-key, cacophony about who knows what. Taking in to his surroundings for a few moments, the reptilian surveyed the area. Yep, there's nothing but fog. The occasional sliver of a shadow here and there but other than that, nothing. At the very least, it wouldn't make things complicated for him, Crusz was unsure about the others though, they could die right here for all he cared. Although...that neglects the fact that they are important to his goal, and they've yet to prove useful.

He kept on exploring alongside the others, the one who goes by the name of "Humphrey" still refraining from ceasing his incessant babbling. "Oi!" He called out to him once. "Oi!" he tried again to capture his attention and make it stop. When that didn't work, Crusz growled and thought of the only way he knew how to shut his yap.

Gripping the hilt of his blade, Crusz let the fool move ahead of him for a while. The kobold took a few deep breaths and made a few hops in place to get himself aligned just right. Then...with a guttural growl that could have probably alerted any nearby creatures, the Kobold sprang into the air and with all the force he could muster, brought down the hilt of his sword to the back of the head of the moron. Damn, didn't look like it was a clean hit...Hopefully that oughta shut him up for the next few hours.

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Oh wow we got a surge of activity now.
It's Friday where I'm at so huzzah.

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Crusz Bumbleclaw

"Oi! Who do 'ya think you're calling cute?"

Crusz Bumbleclaw• 180 (More or less 18 for his race) • Day of the Dawning Sun (June 21) • Male • Secret • Rammeherz, an underground Kobold city.

• The Bumbling Idiot •

Appearance/Glamour: Standing at a petit 4" ft. Crusz is relatively tall for someone of his race and is lithely-toned from all his forays in the wilderness. His posture is...laid-back would be putting it lightly but that's mostly when he's off-duty and taking a load off, he's much more focused and poised in battle. (or so he claims) His purple eyes take in his surroundings very well. He's got red scales are just that right shade of rosewood to make him blend in with most of his kind. Crusz likes to wear light armor, his scales offer some form of protection but he'd rather not fight in his naked glory, and he likes to keep up-to-date with what humans like or prefer to wear nowadays, and that includes pants. He wears a piece of bladed armor specifically tailored for Kobold tails. Whenever he goes out it in the sun he wears mix-and-match scraps of leather clothing and metal armor that he's scrounged up from the humans he's killed. It's not fashionable but hey, it offers protection from the dreaded sun.

Personality: Reckless and headstrong, Crusz is eager to prove the "lowly" and "dirty" human scum that height doesn't always make right and is willing to crack in some thick skulls with his blade to prove it right. He acts without thinking beforehand and if it'll get him to his goal even quicker, he'll do it.

Crusz is very devoted to the culture and ways of his people, he rarely questions their authority and will and is a staunch believer that they should be expanding more and more so as to preserve their race and ensure their survival. As a result, he is very untrusting of humanoids, if not downright hostile to them. Although he is smart enough to understand the concept of honor and duty, he does not quite grasp that there is a time and place for everything, so yes, he expects that beginning to charge straight at an innocent human boy with a two-handed blade is perfectly accepted in normal human society.

Underneath that battle-ready exterior however is nothing but a child who doesn't even know what he's fighting for. All it takes is a well thought-out argument and a deconstruction of his race's belief and culture to understand he's using it all as a shield because he himself doesn't know what to fight for. He's misguided, he's lost.

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@Mae
Ehh, you kinda get used to it as time goes on, but yeah.
I just got home and I spy new recruits.

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It's currently 4:30 pre-dawn here where I am. I have classes in an hour or so.
3-4 days sounds good, hopefully we can maintain it. Anyway, nice to meet everyone else.

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@Mae
Quick question though, are there any limits to what you define as a "race" in the CS?
Are common fair, fantasy folk accepted such as orcs, centaurs, fairies, etc.?