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When your rp juices are hella flowing but then college starts up to murder it
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And only the two new people respond... Lol where the oldies at?

I'm glad you guys seem to be very active!!! :D


It was the most precious sight she'd ever witnessed in her life. The twinkling counters, shiny linoleum, and spotless sink. Though she observed from a foot away in the living room, she had already gotten the aura of difference as soon as she had set foot at the last step of the stairs. Odd sign number one: clean couch. A white haired man stood at the counter facing away from her. She already knew it was Songbird. He appeared to be making some breakfast as she burned holes into his back; quizzically examining him. It couldn't have been him. No offense to the item hunter, but Song, easily assumed from his clothing style, is somewhat unruly and disfunctional. An image of him wearing a housemaid outfit while brooming the kitchen floor flashed into her mind and it just didn't look right.

"Oh, Jasper, good morning. Are you alright?" The voice came from behind her and she shuffled sideways to avoid blocking the kitchen entrance as Harper walked in whilst saying his greeting.

A worried pressure weighed down on her heart as she heard the slight depression and unusual loss of cheerfulness in his voice. Sliding her arms around his neck, without hesitation, she rested her chin upon the crook of his collar. Hugging him comfortingly, this type of interaction, she was quite good at. "Yes I am. I don't know if you are," she whispered almost inaudibly with a tiresome sigh. The embrace lasted for a good thirty seconds before she finally pulled away, ruffled his messy morning hair, and took a seat at the dining table to have breakfast. Song had put out a couple plates of food and Jasper couldn't help, but to stuff herself. Though the dishes were mainly leftovers, he had recooked them and transformed them into entirely new edible matter.

"We'll be meeting Cello's group today, so bring whatever you think you'll need. We start our investigation later."

Finishing up her breakfast, which contained a series of polite smiling and nodding as she made small talk with the Nobodies and other humans, Jasper followed Serenades orders and headed upstairs to gather her things. After tidying her bed and making sure everything she needed was in her teddy backpack, she stumbled down the staircase after clumsily tripping on the third to last step, but joined the group safely out of the cabin as they travelled to the said meeting place.

The walk was rather short and pleasant, a time where she could circulate some fresh air into her system. Though the town still looked awfully creepy, the renewed feels of the morning somewhat masked its eerieness. Gathering in an open field, they waited for Cello and his newcomers for a short period of time until the twin bunnies began waving happily at the sight of a tinier group that was peeking out in the distance. Jasper gulped. She had been in the group since the very beginning and typically, new humans didn't last very long until they died off during unfortunate events. The possibility of adding more names into the fatality list made her sick to the stomach.
Woohoo! I'll be typing up a post... And is Sonatron still with us? Yay! Ive checked the Poke forums from time to time but she never replied to me.

Guys I'm pretty sure were about to hit our half a year of this rp if we haven't hit it yet?! Let's go people! It takes all of us to make this work and the least we joiners could do is post consistently, or warnings if we can't, to show some appreciation to our GM and her equally amazing Co GMs!

Happy Half a Year to Mignight Train! Cheers ;)
Posted. Eh had school yesterday and just got home from bible study, but its like 2 am now so peaceeee!


After she had gathered her things, she quickly snuck into the bath after everyone else finished and took her time in ridding her body of any grime from the lake. Pulling out a few strands of slimy seaweed wrapped in the tangles of her hair, she continued to scrub at her skin while thinking about how they would be able to obtain the item on the list. She wasn't so sure it was a physical object either. Pondering the thought all the while, she slipped into her clean set of clothes and snuggled into bed with a damp head of white hair. Examining the ceiling, even now that they had stayed in Nowhere for a couple of weeks, the whole idea of it all just struck her dumb. A train rolling in yearly to pick up random batches of humans then sending them off on life threatening quests, in which three fourths of them will most likely die. Jasper's stomach twisted into a knot and she hugged the mangled bear close. Thinking about the death of all those people caused her stomach to twist into a tight knot and a heavy pressure began to push down on her chest. This realm was eerie and cruel, definitely beautiful, but something dark was plaguing its internal system. She could sense it.

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Sleep hadn't come too easy for her, which was not uncommon after coming to Nowhere, but it was extra hard that night. Sliding in and out of a light sleep really sucked since every little noise and movement in the room caused her to awaken. Hearing some muffled shuffling of someone walking about in the hall, she rubbed her eyes and woke up to a dimly lit room. Morning routines mainly consisted of a bathroom break, stretching, teeth brushing, then breakfast. Being at a wooden cabin with a whole bunch of people definitely gave off a camping sort of feel.

Looking into the slightly cracked mirror in the washroom, she noticed that her hair had dried rather nicely, but sort of stuck out on the left side and flat against her face on the right. Shrugging it off, she was too hungry to comb it down, so following her teeth brushing, she made her way to the kitchen for breakfast. More people were up by then.
Heheh lol! Fosho, fosho. *pats Song* We all know you ain't no serf ;)

And random user puts period ^
OHHHHH!!!! HIIIIII!!!! Another person returned! Woot.

Headphones: You pervert you *o* I just read the post. Naughty, naughty, naughty &.&


A warm breath of hot air flushed over her entirety as she entered the humble abode. Songbird was usually particularly reserved from what she could recall, but he seemed to be taking the lead as a assertive guide. Encouraging all the humans to get their butts inside the cabin, Jasper twitched and turned bright red when the quirky fashioned Song began hollering some urgent commands to start stripping asap. She watched in slightly afraid amusement as he began cursing inaudibly about the fish head Mayor. Eyes swiveling left and right as she observed his momentary rambling, whilst he paced about the room in no particular pattern.

"I'll be back! Look after them for a few minutes, will you?" And with that last sentence, he was off, back into the thick blanket of heavy mist that they had just recently escaped.

Jasper blinked rapidly a couple of times as the lodge door finally swung to a close just as his figure completely disappeared in the embrace of the haze beyond their wooden enclosure. Hoping that he'd be alright out there, she pulled his scarf off her head and clutched it tightly against her chest. You could guess she was becoming somewhat fond of the homeless looking, heterochomic Nowherian.

"Heh, a bath sounds just perfect right about now. Will we be going in one by one or will we save up some water and go in groups?"

Feeling Haruken's vision dart her way, a sensation alike to insects crawling up your back rippled her very core. It didn't occur to her what that look meant, bless her innocent soul, but she thought nothing of it and headed for the bedrooms upstairs to get out of her funky, moist clothing.
Making sure to close the door behind her, she wondered what was so wrong that Song had stormed off like that and had urged them so intently to take a shower. Slithering out off her hoodie and skinny jeans, she crawled over to the corner of her bed to grab her teddy backpack. A fresh set of shirts and jeans settled into her grasp as well as a towel almost as white as her skin.
THIRD FUQIN SNOW DAY IN A SINGLE SCHOOL WEEK! My singing definitely worked ;) WOOHOO!!
Ohlala! Not surprised that the Train is still mesmerizing players. Lol we started like 5 months ago... I think. Heh derp! Wait for night time where you are. Fox lives on the other side of zeh world!!!
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