Lilygold

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

@Yvain My ears are burning! Not Lyric's surprisingly, because... That's not physically possible. Oh well. In other news, there are other water people. Not that I've read everyone's CS, I mostly just skimmed and read the personality thoroughly, but from what I understand Lyric's not the only one. Some fire too. Polar opposites are fun.

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

@OneStoryToMany Ah. I see what you mean, yes. You can drudge back through the OOC if you really want to, but otherwise I think your head-count is a good idea. Here's one, count Lyric.

Also, you have a good point, heh. Only Lyric knows why Lyric is in a tree with origami cranes around her. Everyone else is in a mix of 'oooh pretty' and 'wut', which upon further scrutiny is the correct response.

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

I love how the last thing Lyric wanted to do was attract attention, yet now everyone is like 'Wow, pretty cranes in a tree!'

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

@OneStoryToMany You can count how many there are so far from the CHAR tab, can't you? Or do you mean everyone who plans to make their CS soon?

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

I realize slowly, as I write... LYRIC WAS SUBCONSCIOUSLY MODELED AFTER MYSELF.

Undertale: Above the Ground

@fourtimesnine
"If you insist, Alphy." Undyne clambered back onto the bed, but not under the covers. She was already awake, no need. "Actually, wait a second. If we're gonna share these, I'll go get another plate. Meanwhile, feel free to stuff yer face." The fish lady slipped back off the bed, again, and made the trip back to the kitchen. Grabbing another plate, she didn't hesitate to grab some syrup. Pancakes, regardless of personal opinion, are not pancakes unless drowned to ensure that they were fully dead before consumption. Undyne spent a little bit of an unnaturally long time on this, making sure Alphys had time to eat something. She needed food, even if she was busy with science stuff sometimes, and the warrior would ensure her dinosaur ate if it was the last thing she did. Finally, she made her way back into the room with plate and syrup drowning device. Undyne did not try to disguise her scrutiny of the plate as she came in, inspecting whether she had eaten some share of pancake freedom.

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

Lyric Tidepool

Location: Streets to Vigilante Village
Interacting With: Nobody

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Lyric sat upon a small hill with a tree planted in its center, leaning against the trunk for a feeling of clarity. She clutched a small slip of paper in her hands, concealing the address of a strange place which she was meant to go to. Supposedly, there were people there who could help her. Glancing around, mostly at the sky or ground, she reviewed these facts in her mind. She remembered the man from the street's words. "Today would be a good day to go, if you want to start out right and with all the other campers." Sighing for lack of better things to attempt, she stood up and started to set out. Fortunately, this place wasn't far.

She made good effort to watch all the other people heading in the same direction, trying to notice oddities. Some who were travelling had more prominent supernatural ability than others, at first glance. More disfigurements or mutant tendency. She hadn't packed anything, only carrying a small, ornate wood carving and some paper other than her slip, with of course pencils. They were only sentimental or to keep her busy.

Finally, she was approaching the sign. It seemed architecturally sound, yet vaguely historic. 'The Vigilante Village.' 'Est. 1986.' It seemed only a few campers had yet arrived. She was still plodding along, the 4-mile journey not much to her, though walking for so long made her tired of the walking itself. Lyric wondered why it was called the Vigilante Village. Named after those who keep watch, taking justice into their own hands. Seemed fitting, all wonder aside.

Trudging into what seemed to be a main camp area, she was a bit surprised to see that she was alone save for a boy speaking to a girl on her trunk. Unsure of what to do now that she was here, she supposed she would wait around for a bit and see what turned up. She found a good place to sit down, just up in a tree away from the two campers, and considered the place. There appeared to be cabins away from the outside lobby area, supposedly for multiple campers. Lyric was not considerably pleased by this discovery, but looked over the other two people who'd arrived.

She was sure at least one of the campers would be a tolerable housemate, if not these two. Her fingers involuntarily ran across the designs on the small wooden statue. They were worn, familiar. Always a good starting point for rationalizing herself. As long as the glyphs on this statue were the same always, everything was still real. She got out some of the paper and began to fold paper cranes out of habit. She filled the tree with them, a routine she could repeat when she was bored or nervous.

Finally, she decided to just watch over the commotion inevitably ready to occur below her. She'd been spending time making each crane in a symmetrical pattern with the rest, but realized the beauty found within the lack of symmetry and grudgingly left it be. Therefore, she had time to kill. Nothing better to do when I'm not sure how to progress, is there?

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

I checked here at the perfect time...

I'm excited! Hehehe... Thanks @HushedWhispers!

[High Casual]The Vigilante Village

I'll be checking RPGuild until unreasonable hours, so I'm fine with starting ny time. Amble comfortably, my fair GM.

Undertale: Above the Ground

Undyne pried her eyes open groggily, reluctant to wake up. Soft morning light filtered in through the blinds, and she sat up roughly. Careful not to wake Alphys, she slipped out of bed and went to go ready some breakfast. She rubbed the sleep from her eye as she walked. The fish warrior felt a new day's energy begin to come to her. She prepared some pancakes, more calmly than usual, and fiddled with her teal energy spears while she waited for them to cook. It was sort of mesmerizing to watch the luminous light reflect off assorted surfaces. Once the pancakes were finished, she readied a cup of coffee and headed back to the bedroom, tray of monster food in hand. Her cooking had improved greatly since moving to the surface, especially if she didn't set things on fire. Not that that wasn't immensely amusing. Undyne stood in front of the unopened door for a moment, waiting for the perfect opportunity. Suddenly, she burst into the room with a hearty "WAKE UP, NERD!" Grinning, she laid the tray on the lap of her amazing nerd science dinosaur. Down on one knee, she bowed, still grinning. "At your service."