We were having this conversation about how good you were at it while we're just making pun and joke after pun and joke and you're being totally realistic. XD
Forgive us for not being as good as you. D:
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XD I really liked the post. I feel like we should all meta-game and tell Lucy she's pretty so she's uncomfortable that everyone knows she's self conscious but it'd be hard to void all of our jokes. XD
Also, the line before leaving was genius.
Also, the line before leaving was genius.
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Episodic time-skipping sounds good to me. The occasional monotony is good for stories like these so it's not all murder, murder, MURDER, but I see why you'd wanna skip around. c:
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YAYYYYYY. Kay, I'm in then.
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I soooo want to be in this, but I'm geographically stupid. .____. I would just go learn it, but chemo-brain prevents me from retaining knowledge like that unless I study everyday. While not knowing anything about Puerto Libre would I still be able to join?
Also, hi again Polyphemus. :D
Also, hi again Polyphemus. :D
Praxis didn't lift his head and closed his eyes slowly as soon as he could tell Aruna wanted to leave. He understood, and even so it made more sense than just a girl with her qualms with his kind considering what had happened in the short time since they'd met. Even still, he wondered if he could let such an interesting figure go. He'd convinced himself by now that it was still about the magical item she had, but he hadn't even bothered looking for it since she woke up.
The lone Wolfen continued to keep his head down and in his large berry, eating it slow so he needn't anywhere else to look, and nodded as she spoke. "I understand," he spoke finally, seemingly unaffected as his head still never lifted much. "Good luck, and I... am really sorry." Praxis knew very well it should've been more heartfelt, but he was pretty rusty on sincere apologies. "Oh, and... you're welcome for the fruit. I hope you liked it." After she paused and turned away, he ate the rest of the fruit in one large bite, almost angrily, though he knew he had no right to be. He couldn't bring himself to wave back at her... but he knew it wasn't goodbye anyway, and so he'd pretend that was the reason.
Lazing about all day had somehow become a difficult task for Praxis, considering he didn't sleep much during the night. It was even harder when you were doing so while creeping and balancing along the walls and gates of this village that seemed to have abandon all thought of technology. He had followed Aruna here hours ago - as difficult as it may be with her speed - and he couldn't help but wonder what her destination had been this whole way, but he was only a little shocked when he found out. It seemed she was returning home, but a quick look around the place quickly revealed that no one would pass over him as just another villager. So, as usual, he took the more stalker approach and took to the walls. Alas, there was no sight of the girl anywhere. He even spent quite sometime trying to search people's minds for her and came up with nothing. Had she use her dashing to get into the village, too? Surely no one would have seen her then. But that didn't seem logical... maybe they just didn't pay attention to her for some reason. After all, she seemed quite different than the rest of them, yet didn't stick out. The story here made Praxis all the more curious, and he wondered if he'd ever have the chance to ask her about it...
Shaking the unlikely thought from his head, he climbed onto the highest point he could to see around and kept an eye out for the bright red cloak he once stole, waiting for the beautiful girl to show her face in this... frankly odd town, as he relaxed against a large leaf he had curled up for a make-shift cushion, keeping his eyes peeled. She's gotta show up eventually, right...?
The lone Wolfen continued to keep his head down and in his large berry, eating it slow so he needn't anywhere else to look, and nodded as she spoke. "I understand," he spoke finally, seemingly unaffected as his head still never lifted much. "Good luck, and I... am really sorry." Praxis knew very well it should've been more heartfelt, but he was pretty rusty on sincere apologies. "Oh, and... you're welcome for the fruit. I hope you liked it." After she paused and turned away, he ate the rest of the fruit in one large bite, almost angrily, though he knew he had no right to be. He couldn't bring himself to wave back at her... but he knew it wasn't goodbye anyway, and so he'd pretend that was the reason.
Lazing about all day had somehow become a difficult task for Praxis, considering he didn't sleep much during the night. It was even harder when you were doing so while creeping and balancing along the walls and gates of this village that seemed to have abandon all thought of technology. He had followed Aruna here hours ago - as difficult as it may be with her speed - and he couldn't help but wonder what her destination had been this whole way, but he was only a little shocked when he found out. It seemed she was returning home, but a quick look around the place quickly revealed that no one would pass over him as just another villager. So, as usual, he took the more stalker approach and took to the walls. Alas, there was no sight of the girl anywhere. He even spent quite sometime trying to search people's minds for her and came up with nothing. Had she use her dashing to get into the village, too? Surely no one would have seen her then. But that didn't seem logical... maybe they just didn't pay attention to her for some reason. After all, she seemed quite different than the rest of them, yet didn't stick out. The story here made Praxis all the more curious, and he wondered if he'd ever have the chance to ask her about it...
Shaking the unlikely thought from his head, he climbed onto the highest point he could to see around and kept an eye out for the bright red cloak he once stole, waiting for the beautiful girl to show her face in this... frankly odd town, as he relaxed against a large leaf he had curled up for a make-shift cushion, keeping his eyes peeled. She's gotta show up eventually, right...?
The Sun and Moon are both trying to get to Yggdrasil's 'core' so I mean I would think so.
Guild is back up! :D So I was about to post and I was wondering: should I do the time skip? I mean, Praxis is going to be watching Aruna, so I gotta know what you're doing, eh? I'ma make a short post and then if need be I'll edit tomorrow, but I feel like you should be doing it so the situation is set up.. if that's okay. c:
OH Idk if I told you this but the reason Praxis can't sleep at night is because the Moon is restless, digging into Yggdrasil and all. xD
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/63801/posts/ooc?page=1#post-1978632
OH Idk if I told you this but the reason Praxis can't sleep at night is because the Moon is restless, digging into Yggdrasil and all. xD
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/63801/posts/ooc?page=1#post-1978632
AHA! I GOT IT TO POST! SUCK IT, GUILD.
Eying his best friend critically, Parker didn't respond or move when prompted for the keys. He couldn't remember if Søren had ever driven his beloved van, but Parker knew his best friend was competent enough to be a good driver and he wanted to trust him; besides, no matter how bad of a driver he was, there was still a very good chance he would be a safer bet than Parker in his current state, and that was enough. After about twenty seconds, Parker relented and dug the keys from his pocket and placed them in Søren's extended and open hand, but didn't let go right away. "Alright, fine. But you know how much she means to me, so understand that if you wreck her, I wreck you; dead or alive." He laughed through the threat and let go, leaning back in seat again next to Lucy. He closed his eyes and took another deep breath, settling in his buzz before opening them again and looking over to Lucy. His instincts told him to smile but he was too slow in listening to his brain at the moment, so he moved his gaze away before she looked back, quickly closing his eyes again and attempting to relax, and cursing himself for his idiocy.
"How many?" the tall, thin man behind the counter asked the group when they came in, his words heavily laced with his foreign identity. The restaurant was a small place tucked behind a strip mall, and called 'The Great Wall'. Parker had eaten here many times, often with Søren, and he was excited to dive back into the heaven that was their black pepper chicken. "Four," Parker responded, and they were lead to a small booth in the far back of the eatery. Parker instantly claimed a seat against the wall, knowing he'd probably need to rest his head against it soon. When asked about their drink preference, Parker eagerly requested the root beer he'd been craving all day and waited for everyone else to finish ordering before turning toward the food, now willing to eat. Before moving toward the buffet, he turned to his best friend and patted him on the shoulder. "Good job not killing us. I appreciate it, since I'm hungry and all." Parker figured he'd be ready to drive by the end of the meal, and be able to take Matt back to the Matt Mobile.
"How many?" the tall, thin man behind the counter asked the group when they came in, his words heavily laced with his foreign identity. The restaurant was a small place tucked behind a strip mall, and called 'The Great Wall'. Parker had eaten here many times, often with Søren, and he was excited to dive back into the heaven that was their black pepper chicken. "Four," Parker responded, and they were lead to a small booth in the far back of the eatery. Parker instantly claimed a seat against the wall, knowing he'd probably need to rest his head against it soon. When asked about their drink preference, Parker eagerly requested the root beer he'd been craving all day and waited for everyone else to finish ordering before turning toward the food, now willing to eat. Before moving toward the buffet, he turned to his best friend and patted him on the shoulder. "Good job not killing us. I appreciate it, since I'm hungry and all." Parker figured he'd be ready to drive by the end of the meal, and be able to take Matt back to the Matt Mobile.
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