HokumPocus

Attack on Titan: Somnium [Closed]

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ELIF

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Elif´s hands clutched her knees with a shaky ferocity that she had never experienced before, greedily taking in as much air as she possibly could. Having to stop dead in her tracks to avoid obstacles had made sprinting a much more laborious task than she thought it would be. She was aware that standing still was one of the worst possible decisions one could make in a situation like this, but she still stopped for air regardless. Her throat burned and her feet felt as if they had been flattened along with her surroundings. Elif´s brain desperately put the next steps of her plan together. She´d have to perform a mad dash across the fields and only then would her father´s tents be visible.

A panicked villager was a hair away from knocking her over, prompting Elif to spring back into action and resume her escape. Her small moment of weakness had only lasted a few seconds at most, yet she already felt regret at letting that time slip past her. Elif took off into a more labored sprint than before with no solid route. Every hard step resounded on the ground and sent shockwaves of force from her feet to her knees, increasingly hurting her body.

It had felt like another eternity had passed before Elif was anywhere near her father´s whereabouts. The various scattered tents that had once been a lifelong source of boredom were now a beacon of hope. That was, until she had registered something else. Several chunks of fallen rock all around the area, one of which had completely flattened a tent as if it were made out of playing cards. They were small compared to the monstrous boulders that had rained on the market square, but so were her father´s tents.

Elif bit her tongue until it bled and ran with reckless abandon. She didn´t have the energy to shout anymore, instead letting hot tears quietly spring from her eyes. Whether her father was inside of that tent or not at the time of disaster would determine his fate. Elif´s overbearingly optimistic personality was being put to the test. A one in four chance of arriving to the flattened corpse of her father. A one in four chance of having no family left. She sloppily wiped her eyes with a dirtied sleeve and ran even faster. Her home was still so far away and she felt her legs burn more strongly than ever before.

The Five Senses

based on light and stored in his earrings. Octavio is lucky to be surrounded by so much fire ;), said noblewomen can be summoned for combat, but he deployed a dumbed down version of them.

The Five Senses

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Octavio was gearing up to reply to Karina with something snappy in regards to her ordering him around. Something cheeky and jovial that could be summed up as “No one orders the great Octavio around!” but alas, the inn was on fire and surrounded by enemies. He was no stranger to inappropriate remarks in the middle of danger, but this situation was total overkill, and for probably the first time in life he did as he was told and got to work.

His long and slender fingers snapped on to the sides of his head in unison. He began to concentrate. All of his illusion magic was honed with deceiving rich people and not crazed cultists, so there was a possibility that it wouldn´t work at all and he would be nothing more than a man acting out a headache.

After several moments of intense concentration, he let a large sigh escape his lips and beamed with pride at the illusions that had been successfully conjured below him. Two illusions with the appearance of haughty noblewomen, draped in a gaudy visual overload of jewelry and feathers. They had the smiles of someone mentally vacant and faces smeared in greasy make up with tomato colored lips. With a snap of his fingers the illusions took off into the path of danger. Their ornamental dresses impaired their movements and made a very loud series of rattling noises with every step taken. To say that their presence was a visual and auditory abomination would be an understatement.

Lynx was less affected than most by the fire and smoke on account of being both nude and too short for the rising smoke to attack. He stared at the wreckage unfolding all around him and then at the heat construct. Trusting a stranger´s magic so blindly was a surefire way to die, yet at the same time he was an agile animal who wasn´t going to wait for the big and slow humans to cross. The cat sped leaped on to the construct and began to book it. Octavio bowed, as if having concluded an epic performance. “What could be more distracting than a lovely lady in red? My sweethearts should have all of the world´s eyes on them with just a peek of their precious smile.” He followed Lynx, weary from having expended a bit of his magic. In the event of the illusions taking too much damage, they would dissolve in seconds, yet he could always make another with a slight struggle on his end. They were quantity over quality sorts of illusions, seeing as he didn´t find it necessary to imbue either of them with any speaking abilities or intelligence.

Octavio quickly made his way to the window and swung his body on to the first series of steps with grace. That was, until he made the mistake of looking down and his legs became wobbly all over. Despite his agility this was his first encounter with this specific sort of magic. His familiar on the other hand had no such trouble scaling the stairs ahead of him and even slowed down his pace into something more relaxed. Lynx was just as capable of being immature, apparently. "Aren´t you going to hurry up?", purred the familiar. Octavio carefully stood up and looked at the ruins all around him, and settled on focusing solely on the stairs instead. They were prettier on account of not being covered in fire, blood and the screams of the innocent. Well, screaming would happen if he slipped. Octavio carried on walking in silence.

Primordial Extinction || A Dinosaur Apocalypse Roleplay

nice

Oliver Clive

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No matter what kind of disaster happens to the world... they´ll still be here.

_Name

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Oliver Clive

_Age

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15

_Gender

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Male

_Appearance

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Oliver is smaller than most, with messy brown hair suppressed by an old beanie that he sloppily throws on anytime a visit to the outside world is necessary. A pair of wiry glasses is set in front of his lime green eyes, both contrasting with the tan brown color of his skin. He wears what many would consider "mom jeans" a couple of sizes too big for his thin body. Oliver has a rotating wardrobe of turtlenecks and sweaters that he layers with a polo shirt underneath. He does the bare minimum when it comes to maintaining his appearance and it shows.

_Personality

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Oliver is a fidgety and nervous teenage boy with a great passion for insects. He tends to spend his days huddled up in his room tending to his various specimens. He is outspoken about his worries and has a bitter side to him that shows up frequently, often when others express disgust at insects or blow off his concerns. Oliver treats the world outside of his room as if it were an alien planet and is overly worried about safety.

He is adamant in his belief that insects hold the key to survival. To him they´re a food source packed with nutrition, a source of medicines and poisons, and what humanity needs to embrace if they want to further spread out. Most people don´t care too much about his rambling.

_Background

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Oliver wasn´t always an only child. After a tragic incident that happened while he was too young to remember, his older sister was fatally wounded by a dinosaur after venturing too far out into the wilderness. His parents had previously been lifelong residents of Amberstone and their once carefree and wild personalities drastically changed after the loss of their first child. Ever since then, they´ve been overly protective of him and are glad that he has chosen such a quiet path in life. Both of his parents eventually resumed working after several years and leave their house in Oliver´s care. They provide him with whatever supplies he wants for insect care, relieved at his passion taking place primarily indoors. Their house is small and unkempt, as Oliver likes to hoard things in his room and no one really has time to clean.

Into the Dark Blue Under | Sola & HokumPocus

POI THIS IS EVIL I CANT BELIEVE YOU WOULD SHOW ME THIS SMH MY HEAD

Primordial Extinction || A Dinosaur Apocalypse Roleplay

wow thank u... I will join the disk cord

EDIT: also my character

nice

Oliver Clive

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No matter what kind of disaster happens to the world... they´ll still be here.

_Name

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Oliver Clive

_Age

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15

_Gender

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Male

_Appearance

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Oliver is smaller than most, with messy brown hair suppressed by an old beanie that he sloppily throws on anytime a visit to the outside world is necessary. A pair of wiry glasses is set in front of his lime green eyes, both contrasting with the tan brown color of his skin. He wears what many would consider "mom jeans" a couple of sizes too big for his thin body. Oliver has a rotating wardrobe of turtlenecks and sweaters that he layers with a polo shirt underneath. He does the bare minimum when it comes to maintaining his appearance and it shows.

_Personality

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Oliver is a fidgety and nervous teenage boy with a great passion for insects. He tends to spend his days huddled up in his room tending to his various specimens. He is outspoken about his worries and has a bitter side to him that shows up frequently, often when others express disgust at insects or blow off his concerns. Oliver treats the world outside of his room as if it were an alien planet and is overly worried about safety.

He is adamant in his belief that insects hold the key to survival. To him they´re a food source packed with nutrition, a source of medicines and poisons, and what humanity needs to embrace if they want to further spread out. Most people don´t care too much about his rambling.

_Background

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Oliver wasn´t always an only child. After a tragic incident that happened while he was too young to remember, his older sister was fatally wounded by a dinosaur after venturing too far out into the wilderness. His parents had previously been lifelong residents of Amberstone and their once carefree and wild personalities drastically changed after the loss of their first child. Ever since then, they´ve been overly protective of him and are glad that he has chosen such a quiet path in life. Both of his parents eventually resumed working after several years and leave their house in Oliver´s care. They provide him with whatever supplies he wants for insect care, relieved at his passion taking place primarily indoors. Their house is small and unkempt, as Oliver likes to hoard things in his room and no one really has time to clean.

Into the Dark Blue Under | Sola & HokumPocus

were getting close to Top Ten Anime Crossovers now bois

Into the Dark Blue Under | Sola & HokumPocus

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“...alright, silicone rubber…” muttered Nikolai. Reading a tablet underwater tended to twist the body into strange positions. His legs slowly thumped to a steady rhythm as he attempted to jog his memory on the construction material known as silicone rubber. He felt mildly ashamed at not knowing the origins of the materials he was so proficient in using. Ores gave metal, that was obvious. But rubber? How would they manage to extract that?

His mumbles reached a crescendo and then stopped. “Oh, I understand now. I can get that from plant matter. Creepvines.”

Nikolai wasn´t the sort of person to get invested in the natural world. When his PDA informed him that silicone rubber was obtainable through the harvesting of creepvines, he simply cocked his head in confusion. None of the plants around him gave the impression of appearing appropriate enough to receive the strange name. Everything in the safe shallows was, well, safe. He wasn´t one for vacations, but he begrudgingly admitted that it would make for a beautiful place to relax in. That is, if someone consented to arrive.

He swam towards bursts of plant life that lay scattered around the pristine sands and repeatedly shook his head at the device in his hands. None of them were suitable for extraction, much to his disappointment. He spoke to Natsumi again, this time without even bothering to turn around. The communication technology in their suits didn´t care if they weren´t facing each other and he was slowly slipping into his workaholic tendencies again.

“I´m going to have to venture outside of this area to find the plants I need.” he said with a small sigh of frustration. Among the plethora of now insignificant plants there were the occasional clusters of creepvines, yet he knew that they would provide very little use to a couple of physically active humans. In the distance, more of them could be seen. Their untamed strands of green were a stark contrast to the tranquil atmosphere the shallows possessed. “Technically, there are mature specimens around here that could be used, but I want to explore even further.” He began to gently swim towards the marine forest without waiting for a response, once again propelled by curiosity.

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Hugo was able to trust Amari more after hearing her open up. He realized that he wasn´t the only one who was thinking about the fate of his friends. Her situation was surprisingly even worse than his, with her friend having been on board the ship at the time of the disaster. Hugo gained some respect for the girl at seeing her so visibly unaffected by the whole ordeal. She even went as far as putting a basic plan together with one person dedicated to food and the other for repairs.

Putting the escape pod back together was what he had originally wished for, so he had no complaints. Hugo gave a thumbs up and exclaimed a loud “Okay!” at his companion, waiting for her to dive in before doing so himself. A quick look at his PDA would have informed him that they were currently located above an area called the kelp forest, but he had no desire to sit on the floor and read when the opportunity to get a more direct answer hanged in front of him so readily. The large man squatted in silence. Despite his rugged appearance, his job had led him to develop a high level of flexibility.

The Five Senses

will write up a post soon ohoho

Primordial Extinction || A Dinosaur Apocalypse Roleplay

*I attempt to waddle into the thread seductively and quietly. My large fursuit made entirely of rubber squeaks loudly and painfully with every stomp of my canine feet*

"HEWWO?????????? HEWWO?????????????????????????????????????"

"IS ANYPONY HERE??????????????????????????"