Ok, sorry about making you wait while I'm waiting for Lugubrious. I just like to respond to everyone at once in my post so it easier to keep track of what is happening and what everyone is saying and doing with Eve.
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Just need a post from Eve @Invisible Man.
I've been waiting for Lugubrious to respond, but I guess I can post now.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Name: Enos
Age: N/A - Been living long enough in the wasteland to forget about his age and the amnesia doesn't help either. You can just assume he looks like a young adult.
Gender: Male
Caste Ranking: N/A
Physical Description/Appearance:
Physical Description/Appearance:
Enos, as far as he could remember, used to be an Asian before his little incident. He is at the respectable height of 5'10 with a reasonable build of muscles and quick reflexes to survive the wasteland. He used to have some fine tanned skin up until he found his entire body had feel apart, removing his nose, most of his hair, some peeled hunks of flesh, and his skin tone changed from dark tan to a ugly pale looking color. He sports some light blue eyes, but doesn't remember if that was his original eye color, maybe it was actually ocean blue or some lush green! Now, Enos may look red headed, but it was actually some highlights from his dark colored hair from when he was normal, it was strange that only his highlighted hair managed to stay on his scalp and it seemed like the highlights were permanent from now on.
The ghoul wears some standard leather armor around his body. Since his armor is light, it doesn't really do much than protect against the elements and maybe a stray bullet from a fight. However, he mainly likes to sneak around in the shadows to get the jump on his enemies and also attack from long distances to keep himself far away from the bullet storm. He has several pouches around his waist to carry several easy to access objects like ammo, stimpacks, and maybe some Steady for those necessary shots. He carries the rest of his stuff inside of his backpack, mainly just water, food, more ammo, medical equipment, and two repair kits for his armor and weapon.
To keep himself light on his feet, he only carries around only two weapons. One is his trusty sniper in fair condition, he frequently has to keep it in order as they are quite fragile after constant use. Enos only has around twenty .308 bullets as they are actually pretty hard to come by, both in the market and the wasteland. His secondary weapon is a 10mm submachine gun for close combat purposes, he has around two clips in his pouches and around sixty more in his backpack, but they are still in their boxes. As 10mm bullets aren't too hard to come by, Enos cares less about missing with that rather than his sniper.
Biography: Enos wasn't always some sort of mutant freak, he used to be human actually quite not long ago. The boy was born inside the cruel lands of the wasteland, his parents were actually bandits. However, being bandits and parents are quite hard to balance, so they abandoned their evil ways to raise their child. Both parents were from the separate vaults in Colorado, but both eventual met each other inside their little gang of murders and thieves and feel in love. So, living in the wasteland was hard enough, but being raised in the wasteland makes life so much more harder for both his parents and the baby. Early in his life, he managed to learn to shoot a gun to protect himself from creatures and other people, but mainly the creatures. Enos also had to move around the lands with his parents for scavenging as his parents didn't really like the idea of living inside of a community.
As Enos grew, his knowledge also grew to survive the wasteland such as learning how to be better at killing things with guns! He never really liked to be hurt, so he always liked to sneak and shoot from long distances to avoid getting shot, stabbed, or any other painful way of dying. He also learned to survive off the wasteland to make medicine, edible food, and even some poisons. His parents taught him how to lockpick to get to the really good stuff in locked rooms and buildings. Enos never really figured out that his parents were actually bandits, and they preferred it that way to avoid drama. However, him and his parents did kill a sizable amount of people in the wasteland, mainly people that attacked them first.
So, few years pass and Enos is a young adult. He is still alive and relatively healthy with his aging parents still taking care of him. It was his turn to go out scavenging for supplies and food, these could take hours to days to come back, but they always managed to come back one way or another. He left with the necessary equipment of surviving in the wasteland and left to wander for supplies. Now, this is where the strange part of his life happens. It was around night, Enos had set up camp inside of some abandoned building making necessary precautions before settling down for some sleep. However, he was suddenly awoken when one of his noise traps sprung and then watching as some shadowy beings kidnapped him.
When his eyes finally opened again, he felt strange, his body felt heavy and sore with his head hurting heavily from something. He tried to remember what had happened, but he couldn't remember... Anything. He was slightly startled by this and he suddenly got to his feet, he was in the wasteland but he didn't know where he currently was passed out on. He started to panic before his eyes setting on some backpack labeled Enos, inside was all of his equipment and he figured that 'Enos' was his name. Everything he saw felt familiar, but he still couldn't remember anything from his past. He started to scratch his head, only to find small pieces of flesh on his hand. He was panicked once again before feeling his face, it felt leathery yet clammy at the same time amd couldn't even feel his own nose. Was he always like this? He couldn't tell, but Enos knew he couldn't have a mental breakdown in the middle of some strange land, his instincts guided him in this unforgiving wasteland like always.
He spent several days surviving off scavenged food and raw meat from the creatures that were also roaming the irradiated lands, and yet he still couldn't remember much. He retained most of his knowledge in survival from cooking to gunplay, however, he still couldn't remember anything about his past. All he could recall was seeing some strange lights and strange shadowy people kidnapping him. Enos knew that the whole shadowy people thing wasn't normal, but he didn't have a clue where to even start for clues about his strange past. All he could do was survive, but he knew that in the future he would figure out what had happened to him.
Currently, he resides inside of a complex of several abandoned buildings, both getting away from the heat and looking for some more supplies. However, he was completely unaware of a certain group of vault dwellers planning on entering the same complex of buildings.
Work Test Results: N/A
Other: Skills - Guns, Sneak, Survival, Lockpick
Age: N/A - Been living long enough in the wasteland to forget about his age and the amnesia doesn't help either. You can just assume he looks like a young adult.
Gender: Male
Caste Ranking: N/A
Physical Description/Appearance:
Physical Description/Appearance:
Enos, as far as he could remember, used to be an Asian before his little incident. He is at the respectable height of 5'10 with a reasonable build of muscles and quick reflexes to survive the wasteland. He used to have some fine tanned skin up until he found his entire body had feel apart, removing his nose, most of his hair, some peeled hunks of flesh, and his skin tone changed from dark tan to a ugly pale looking color. He sports some light blue eyes, but doesn't remember if that was his original eye color, maybe it was actually ocean blue or some lush green! Now, Enos may look red headed, but it was actually some highlights from his dark colored hair from when he was normal, it was strange that only his highlighted hair managed to stay on his scalp and it seemed like the highlights were permanent from now on.
The ghoul wears some standard leather armor around his body. Since his armor is light, it doesn't really do much than protect against the elements and maybe a stray bullet from a fight. However, he mainly likes to sneak around in the shadows to get the jump on his enemies and also attack from long distances to keep himself far away from the bullet storm. He has several pouches around his waist to carry several easy to access objects like ammo, stimpacks, and maybe some Steady for those necessary shots. He carries the rest of his stuff inside of his backpack, mainly just water, food, more ammo, medical equipment, and two repair kits for his armor and weapon.
To keep himself light on his feet, he only carries around only two weapons. One is his trusty sniper in fair condition, he frequently has to keep it in order as they are quite fragile after constant use. Enos only has around twenty .308 bullets as they are actually pretty hard to come by, both in the market and the wasteland. His secondary weapon is a 10mm submachine gun for close combat purposes, he has around two clips in his pouches and around sixty more in his backpack, but they are still in their boxes. As 10mm bullets aren't too hard to come by, Enos cares less about missing with that rather than his sniper.
Biography: Enos wasn't always some sort of mutant freak, he used to be human actually quite not long ago. The boy was born inside the cruel lands of the wasteland, his parents were actually bandits. However, being bandits and parents are quite hard to balance, so they abandoned their evil ways to raise their child. Both parents were from the separate vaults in Colorado, but both eventual met each other inside their little gang of murders and thieves and feel in love. So, living in the wasteland was hard enough, but being raised in the wasteland makes life so much more harder for both his parents and the baby. Early in his life, he managed to learn to shoot a gun to protect himself from creatures and other people, but mainly the creatures. Enos also had to move around the lands with his parents for scavenging as his parents didn't really like the idea of living inside of a community.
As Enos grew, his knowledge also grew to survive the wasteland such as learning how to be better at killing things with guns! He never really liked to be hurt, so he always liked to sneak and shoot from long distances to avoid getting shot, stabbed, or any other painful way of dying. He also learned to survive off the wasteland to make medicine, edible food, and even some poisons. His parents taught him how to lockpick to get to the really good stuff in locked rooms and buildings. Enos never really figured out that his parents were actually bandits, and they preferred it that way to avoid drama. However, him and his parents did kill a sizable amount of people in the wasteland, mainly people that attacked them first.
So, few years pass and Enos is a young adult. He is still alive and relatively healthy with his aging parents still taking care of him. It was his turn to go out scavenging for supplies and food, these could take hours to days to come back, but they always managed to come back one way or another. He left with the necessary equipment of surviving in the wasteland and left to wander for supplies. Now, this is where the strange part of his life happens. It was around night, Enos had set up camp inside of some abandoned building making necessary precautions before settling down for some sleep. However, he was suddenly awoken when one of his noise traps sprung and then watching as some shadowy beings kidnapped him.
When his eyes finally opened again, he felt strange, his body felt heavy and sore with his head hurting heavily from something. He tried to remember what had happened, but he couldn't remember... Anything. He was slightly startled by this and he suddenly got to his feet, he was in the wasteland but he didn't know where he currently was passed out on. He started to panic before his eyes setting on some backpack labeled Enos, inside was all of his equipment and he figured that 'Enos' was his name. Everything he saw felt familiar, but he still couldn't remember anything from his past. He started to scratch his head, only to find small pieces of flesh on his hand. He was panicked once again before feeling his face, it felt leathery yet clammy at the same time amd couldn't even feel his own nose. Was he always like this? He couldn't tell, but Enos knew he couldn't have a mental breakdown in the middle of some strange land, his instincts guided him in this unforgiving wasteland like always.
He spent several days surviving off scavenged food and raw meat from the creatures that were also roaming the irradiated lands, and yet he still couldn't remember much. He retained most of his knowledge in survival from cooking to gunplay, however, he still couldn't remember anything about his past. All he could recall was seeing some strange lights and strange shadowy people kidnapping him. Enos knew that the whole shadowy people thing wasn't normal, but he didn't have a clue where to even start for clues about his strange past. All he could do was survive, but he knew that in the future he would figure out what had happened to him.
Currently, he resides inside of a complex of several abandoned buildings, both getting away from the heat and looking for some more supplies. However, he was completely unaware of a certain group of vault dwellers planning on entering the same complex of buildings.
Work Test Results: N/A
Other: Skills - Guns, Sneak, Survival, Lockpick
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Fallout, Tales of the Wastes [Need 3-5 Characters, can be Wastelanders]
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Name: Enos
Age: N/A - Been living long enough in the wasteland to forget about his age and the amnesia doesn't help either. You can just assume he looks like a young adult.
Gender: Male
Caste Ranking: N/A
Physical Description/Appearance:
Enos, as far as he could remember, used to be an Asian before his little incident. He is at the respectable height of 5'10 with a reasonable build of muscles and quick reflexes to survive the wasteland. He used to have some fine tanned skin up until he found his entire body had feel apart, removing his nose, most of his hair, some peeled hunks of flesh, and his skin tone changed from dark tan to a ugly pale looking color. He sports some light blue eyes, but doesn't remember if that was his original eye color, maybe it was actually ocean blue or some lush green! Now, Enos may look red headed, but it was actually some highlights from his dark colored hair from when he was normal, it was strange that only his highlighted hair managed to stay on his scalp and it seemed like the highlights were permanent from now on.
The ghoul wears some standard leather armor around his body. Since his armor is light, it doesn't really do much than protect against the elements and maybe a stray bullet from a fight. However, he mainly likes to sneak around in the shadows to get the jump on his enemies and also attack from long distances to keep himself far away from the bullet storm. He has several pouches around his waist to carry several easy to access objects like ammo, stimpacks, and maybe some Steady for those necessary shots. He carries the rest of his stuff inside of his backpack, mainly just water, food, more ammo, medical equipment, and two repair kits for his armor and weapon.
To keep himself light on his feet, he only carries around only two weapons. One is his trusty sniper in fair condition, he frequently has to keep it in order as they are quite fragile after constant use. Enos only has around twenty .308 bullets as they are actually pretty hard to come by, both in the market and the wasteland. His secondary weapon is a 10mm submachine gun for close combat purposes, he has around two clips in his pouches and around sixty more in his backpack, but they are still in their boxes. As 10mm bullets aren't too hard to come by, Enos cares less about missing with that rather than his sniper.
Biography: Enos wasn't always some sort of mutant freak, he used to be human actually quite not long ago. The boy was born inside the cruel lands of the wasteland, his parents were actually bandits. However, being bandits and parents are quite hard to balance, so they abandoned their evil ways to raise their child. Both parents were from the separate vaults in Colorado, but both eventual met each other inside their little gang of murders and thieves and feel in love. So, living in the wasteland was hard enough, but being raised in the wasteland makes life so much more harder for both his parents and the baby. Early in his life, he managed to learn to shoot a gun to protect himself from creatures and other people, but mainly the creatures. Enos also had to move around the lands with his parents for scavenging as his parents didn't really like the idea of living inside of a community.
As Enos grew, his knowledge also grew to survive the wasteland such as learning how to be better at killing things with guns! He never really liked to be hurt, so he always liked to sneak and shoot from long distances to avoid getting shot, stabbed, or any other painful way of dying. He also learned to survive off the wasteland to make medicine, edible food, and even some poisons. His parents taught him how to lockpick to get to the really good stuff in locked rooms and buildings. Enos never really figured out that his parents were actually bandits, and they preferred it that way to avoid drama. However, him and his parents did kill a sizable amount of people in the wasteland, mainly people that attacked them first.
So, few years pass and Enos is a young adult. He is still alive and relatively healthy with his aging parents still taking care of him. It was his turn to go out scavenging for supplies and food, these could take hours to days to come back, but they always managed to come back one way or another. He left with the necessary equipment of surviving in the wasteland and left to wander for supplies. Now, this is where the strange part of his life happens. It was around night, Enos had set up camp inside of some abandoned building making necessary precautions before settling down for some sleep. However, he was suddenly awoken when one of his noise traps sprung and then watching as some shadowy beings kidnapped him.
When his eyes finally opened again, he felt strange, his body felt heavy and sore with his head hurting heavily from something. He tried to remember what had happened, but he couldn't remember... Anything. He was slightly startled by this and he suddenly got to his feet, he was in the wasteland but he didn't know where he currently was passed out on. He started to panic before his eyes setting on some backpack labeled Enos, inside was all of his equipment and he figured that 'Enos' was his name. Everything he saw felt familiar, but he still couldn't remember anything from his past. He started to scratch his head, only to find small pieces of flesh on his hand. He was panicked once again before feeling his face, it felt leathery yet clammy at the same time amd couldn't even feel his own nose. Was he always like this? He couldn't tell, but Enos knew he couldn't have a mental breakdown in the middle of some strange land, his instincts guided him in this unforgiving wasteland like always.
He spent several days surviving off scavenged food and raw meat from the creatures that were also roaming the irradiated lands, and yet he still couldn't remember much. He retained most of his knowledge in survival from cooking to gunplay, however, he still couldn't remember anything about his past. All he could recall was seeing some strange lights and strange shadowy people kidnapping him. Enos knew that the whole shadowy people thing wasn't normal, but he didn't have a clue where to even start for clues about his strange past. All he could do was survive, but he knew that in the future he would figure out what had happened to him.
Currently, he resides inside of a complex of several abandoned buildings, both getting away from the heat and looking for some more supplies. However, he was completely unaware of a certain group of vault dwellers planning on entering the same complex of buildings.
Work Test Results: N/A
Other: Skills - Guns, Sneak, Survival, Lockpick
Age: N/A - Been living long enough in the wasteland to forget about his age and the amnesia doesn't help either. You can just assume he looks like a young adult.
Gender: Male
Caste Ranking: N/A
Physical Description/Appearance:
Enos, as far as he could remember, used to be an Asian before his little incident. He is at the respectable height of 5'10 with a reasonable build of muscles and quick reflexes to survive the wasteland. He used to have some fine tanned skin up until he found his entire body had feel apart, removing his nose, most of his hair, some peeled hunks of flesh, and his skin tone changed from dark tan to a ugly pale looking color. He sports some light blue eyes, but doesn't remember if that was his original eye color, maybe it was actually ocean blue or some lush green! Now, Enos may look red headed, but it was actually some highlights from his dark colored hair from when he was normal, it was strange that only his highlighted hair managed to stay on his scalp and it seemed like the highlights were permanent from now on.
The ghoul wears some standard leather armor around his body. Since his armor is light, it doesn't really do much than protect against the elements and maybe a stray bullet from a fight. However, he mainly likes to sneak around in the shadows to get the jump on his enemies and also attack from long distances to keep himself far away from the bullet storm. He has several pouches around his waist to carry several easy to access objects like ammo, stimpacks, and maybe some Steady for those necessary shots. He carries the rest of his stuff inside of his backpack, mainly just water, food, more ammo, medical equipment, and two repair kits for his armor and weapon.
To keep himself light on his feet, he only carries around only two weapons. One is his trusty sniper in fair condition, he frequently has to keep it in order as they are quite fragile after constant use. Enos only has around twenty .308 bullets as they are actually pretty hard to come by, both in the market and the wasteland. His secondary weapon is a 10mm submachine gun for close combat purposes, he has around two clips in his pouches and around sixty more in his backpack, but they are still in their boxes. As 10mm bullets aren't too hard to come by, Enos cares less about missing with that rather than his sniper.
Biography: Enos wasn't always some sort of mutant freak, he used to be human actually quite not long ago. The boy was born inside the cruel lands of the wasteland, his parents were actually bandits. However, being bandits and parents are quite hard to balance, so they abandoned their evil ways to raise their child. Both parents were from the separate vaults in Colorado, but both eventual met each other inside their little gang of murders and thieves and feel in love. So, living in the wasteland was hard enough, but being raised in the wasteland makes life so much more harder for both his parents and the baby. Early in his life, he managed to learn to shoot a gun to protect himself from creatures and other people, but mainly the creatures. Enos also had to move around the lands with his parents for scavenging as his parents didn't really like the idea of living inside of a community.
As Enos grew, his knowledge also grew to survive the wasteland such as learning how to be better at killing things with guns! He never really liked to be hurt, so he always liked to sneak and shoot from long distances to avoid getting shot, stabbed, or any other painful way of dying. He also learned to survive off the wasteland to make medicine, edible food, and even some poisons. His parents taught him how to lockpick to get to the really good stuff in locked rooms and buildings. Enos never really figured out that his parents were actually bandits, and they preferred it that way to avoid drama. However, him and his parents did kill a sizable amount of people in the wasteland, mainly people that attacked them first.
So, few years pass and Enos is a young adult. He is still alive and relatively healthy with his aging parents still taking care of him. It was his turn to go out scavenging for supplies and food, these could take hours to days to come back, but they always managed to come back one way or another. He left with the necessary equipment of surviving in the wasteland and left to wander for supplies. Now, this is where the strange part of his life happens. It was around night, Enos had set up camp inside of some abandoned building making necessary precautions before settling down for some sleep. However, he was suddenly awoken when one of his noise traps sprung and then watching as some shadowy beings kidnapped him.
When his eyes finally opened again, he felt strange, his body felt heavy and sore with his head hurting heavily from something. He tried to remember what had happened, but he couldn't remember... Anything. He was slightly startled by this and he suddenly got to his feet, he was in the wasteland but he didn't know where he currently was passed out on. He started to panic before his eyes setting on some backpack labeled Enos, inside was all of his equipment and he figured that 'Enos' was his name. Everything he saw felt familiar, but he still couldn't remember anything from his past. He started to scratch his head, only to find small pieces of flesh on his hand. He was panicked once again before feeling his face, it felt leathery yet clammy at the same time amd couldn't even feel his own nose. Was he always like this? He couldn't tell, but Enos knew he couldn't have a mental breakdown in the middle of some strange land, his instincts guided him in this unforgiving wasteland like always.
He spent several days surviving off scavenged food and raw meat from the creatures that were also roaming the irradiated lands, and yet he still couldn't remember much. He retained most of his knowledge in survival from cooking to gunplay, however, he still couldn't remember anything about his past. All he could recall was seeing some strange lights and strange shadowy people kidnapping him. Enos knew that the whole shadowy people thing wasn't normal, but he didn't have a clue where to even start for clues about his strange past. All he could do was survive, but he knew that in the future he would figure out what had happened to him.
Currently, he resides inside of a complex of several abandoned buildings, both getting away from the heat and looking for some more supplies. However, he was completely unaware of a certain group of vault dwellers planning on entering the same complex of buildings.
Work Test Results: N/A
Other: Skills - Guns, Sneak, Survival, Lockpick
Eve - Dragon Fang Guild Hall
Eve watched curiously as some kind of mark appeared on her hand, it looked as some detailed mark of some dragon and it was glowing white? She didn't really like the color white, she always liked dark colors instead of the more colorful ones, but she was at least happy that they were accepting her. She started to rub her mark, seeing if it would peel off before the woman that took her hand started to say something to her, she heard of what she had to say and squinted her eyes at her. Again, the talk of the dead made her uncomfortable and irritated slightly, she didn't like people saying that the dead were dead, they are all alive and she is just giving them another chance at life. Eve felt this on the inside, but she kept a smile on her face, trying to hide away the stuff she doesn't like.
The Necromancer was going to reply to the stranger just before someone slammed straight into her, knocking Eve right into Joslyn making Eve not fall on the ground, but not really sure about the stranger from the sudden amount of force. Eve actually needed to get out of that conversation and took the chance to walk over towards the clumsy stranger. She was about to try to help her up, but the girl suddenly popped up from her sitting position and apologized to her. Eve looked confused at Ayame before giving off a small giggle, "You didn't hurt me, it takes a lot more to make me feel pain!" Eve was still trying to get used to talking to people again, but she could feel that her response wasn't normal. She was about to speak again before someone else joined into the conversation and it was another random person, but she could tell that this stranger was stranger than the others in this place.
Eve was about to speak to the strange stranger, but he suddenly started to speak in a sort of singsong voice which made her stifle yet another laugh as he was speaking. And boy, was this guy speaking fast. She was suddenly barraged with a bunch of question from him, her mind trying to keep up with all the words coming in her direction. Eve tried to pay attention to all of his questions, but she was more attentive to the way he acted. At first, he seemed to be all happy in the beginning, but she could see that when he looked at her hand, he wasn't happy anymore. While Nero was making his little joke, Eve looked at her hand to realize that it was the hand that was imprinted with that strange mark. Eve looked strangely at the mark before she finally snapped back into reality as Nero had stopped talking and looking directly at her. "Oh... Uh, yeah! I was pretty sure I was going to be taken away for a very long time before someone called the Time Lord saved me. He was all mysterious and everything and then he vanished, like a ghost." She looked at her guild mark, before covering it with her other hand and gave another smile towards Nero, "Oh, yeah. I like this place. People want me here, but I have the feeling that they care more about my magic than me, but... That is fine! If I can bring people some smiles than I will always be fine,"
I just realised but maybe you'll like it @Invisible Man
https://www.google.nl/search?q=watamote&rlz=1C1SFXN_enNL502NL502&es_sm=93&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=MhqLVf_EJYGksAHn_YCgBw&ved=0CAcQ_AUoAQ&biw=1920&bih=911
Huh... I've seen that anime around, but I've never watched. However, now I believe that is the new look of Eve! She is definitely creepy enough look like Eve. Thanks liferusher!
Oh, @Lugubrious. Liferusher just set up so that Nero could talk to Eve, remembered that you wanted to know when she was available to interact with.
Eve - Dragon Fang Guild Hall
Eve was bouncing in excitement, the Time Lord had told her to stand still but she felt like she could do everything with all these happy people surrounding her. She started to calm as her savior started to mumble something, she couldn't really decipher what he was saying but Eve started to notice something surrounding her... It felt weird. She shivered when Time Lord had finished and smiled at him once again before being someone grabbing her and put their arm around her neck. The sudden added pressure made her stumble, but her smile grew as the person holding her down gave some kind of charming smile. "This place is weird," Eve managed to say before the Master started to speak.
The Necromancer stifled another laugh as the Master pointed at the people who defended her to basically babysit her. She could handle herself, but it seemed it was just some kind of weird rule she would have to deal with. Eve managed to escape the arm around her neck to suddenly another stranger walking up to her for a conversation. Eve listened to what she had to say, and that name came up again, Freddy, she wasn't listening to the Master's story too hard, but she managed to gather that Freddy used to be a Necromancer and something bad happened to him. That did dent her attitude, but she wasn't going to let something like that discourage her from trying to bring happy faces! Eve looked as the stranger grabbed her hand and was trying to accept her inside this really weird place... She didn't even know what this place was, but it seemed to be a place that she likes! "Oh, ok. I'll get my guild mark! But, after could I talk to some more people after that? I like having people around,"
Dang, I just finished the newest Tales of The Borderlands episode! Telltale games are always awesome, especially combined with one of my favorite games. I'll be starting on my post now.
Eve - Dragon Fang Guild Hall
Eve would have loved to continue talking to Prince but her attention was soon adverted as the Captain started to speak which made her snap her head towards the Rune Knight. The words that he spoke slightly hurt her feelings, she did not like people really mentioning the dead to her, they were living in her eyes. The Necromancer's attitude continued to deteriorate as the Captain was soon saying that she would be taken away from this place and put into some sort of place where she wouldn't like at all. Her smile started to waver until someone suddenly stepped into the conversation... Again. She silently listened to the strange man and his proposal about accepting his deal about not being taken away to some scary place. Eve didn't really need to think about it too hard and smiled brightly at the strange man. "Well, of course I will take that offer! There is no real question to that!"
Eve was about to get up before Prince had suddenly sat her back down, he was talking about happiness and how making people happy could also make people sad? She didn't really understand as her reasoning was if you make everyone happy, how can people be sad? She was about to question Prince before he suddenly hugged her, slightly ruffling her hair on his departure from the hug. She laughed at Prince's comment about her, she didn't exactly see herself pretty, but she wouldn't ignore the compliant. Eve started to finally get back on her feet as the main reason she was sitting was to just make it harder for the Rune Knights to take her away, but as she was free, it didn't matter! Once the handcuffs were off, she hugged all of the Rune Knights before waving them all a safe trip.
She suddenly started to feel her powers coming back to her and now she was feeling great! Eve went over to Prince and hugged him tightly, "Now, I can finally give that hug!" Eve giggled before running over towards the Time Lord and gave him a huge bear hug and tightly squeezed at him, but remember that she was still smelling slightly of rotting flesh. "Thanks for the help mystery man! Couldn't have gotten out of that without you! Thanks you!" Eve was happy, like, genuinely happy at the moment. It wasn't much to lessen the deep pit within her, but at least it was a start.
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