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8 yrs ago
I'm trying to be more active than I was before, so here's commenting on the Spam and other Misc. forums.
8 yrs ago
Oh boy I'm beat šŸ˜„
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Lute's Blog

It has nothing in it I swear. /o/

EDIT: I regret ever making this blog Lute's reputation will so take a hit *laughs*
Whoa, it's Song's turn already!? THROW IT AT ME BABES
Good evening everyone! I just wanted to put this here in case I forget:


WHOA Tae those are amazing! o v o
aaand I got inspired by Selan and Lisette's blog and tried to make a Lute blog (I just want a reason to post fluffy stuff 24/7 tbh)


Groups B and C

Lute narrowed his eyes as their group entered the wide hall; from the moment they stepped in he already saw that mirrors decked the various paths and made it seem as if they were in a labyrinth. The virtuoso cringed. He hated these kinds of places since he could never tell what was real from what was not, and thus almost always ended up making a fool out of himself. But then their missing reflections appeared albeit with their own personalities; after Dylan had hammered a mirror Lute heard his own copy calling out to him. When he turned to look it blew him a raspberry before running away to another mirror, doing a totally exaggerated somersault over the shattered panel as it went. ā€œThatā€™s really immature!ā€ The virtuoso hollered out and shook his fist at the moving reflection. He wasnā€™t even that childish to begin with!

All around him chaos about the impish copies ensued and noise poured forth from both the guilders and their doppelgangers. Amy tried to destroy a mirror but it didnā€™t work, and potentially dangerous black ooze poured out of a panel Moiraā€™s reflection had punched through. Goosebumps appeared on Luteā€™s skin and the tiny hairs on his nape stood before he remembered that Syed had requested his assistance; he was so busy trying to keep an eye on his doppelganger that he had almost forgotten. ā€œOh, okay, got it! Sorry!ā€ The virtuoso called out and closed his eyes, gathering strength for him to-

ā€œOi, weeabo! Hey, hey, look at me! Didnā€™t your mother tell you that itā€™s impolite not to look people in the eye when youā€™re having a conversation?ā€ The copy suddenly appeared on the mirror facing him and Lute flinched. In reply, he raised his palm toward the mirror and curled it inwards to form a fist, then smiled. ā€œKeep talking then,ā€ The real virtuoso replied softly. ā€œYou lost your-"

"-mind, bro?ā€ His reflectionā€™s voice suddenly rang through the entire room at a loud volume, and some cracks appeared on the nearest mirrors.

ā€œThanks for the help, pal. Syed, you saw it too, didn't you? The exitā€™s just straight ahead!ā€ Lute gave his reflection a shit-eating grin before crowing and then running towards the tall mage, but all of a sudden the room itself expanded. Lute rocked back on his heels as the mirrors shook then broke free of their bindings, lifting up in the air and then flying around at dangerous speeds. ā€œAre you kidding me!?ā€ He hissed and pulled Dylan down as two large mirrors flew down and almost brained the both of them.
Hope none of you mind if I add some details /o/

Edit: Posted!
I only checked the character tabs now and I must say- *rolls around*
so cute so cute so cute so perfect
ungh stop these tropes
Posted! Sorry for the really long wait! Anyway, I'm going to have Lute step back for a bit. Also that Tropes thing! 8D

*laughs at No Social Skills*


Group B and C

ā€œOof!ā€

If it wasnā€™t enough that it was the second time Lute fell this hour, Fate deemed it so that he would land face down once again. ā€œI think I broke my nose,ā€ He grumbled and gripped the bridge of said noise as he pushed himself up; however, the motion ended up with him looking like a caterpillar trying to move. ā€œHey Atlasā€¦ā€ Lute greeted his friend, but remained in his crouching position until he stopped seeing double.

ā€œAtlas!ā€ Lute jumped up, still holding his noise, and approached the magician with an annoyed expression on his face. Atlas suddenly found the virtuoso circling him like a hawk, most probably for wound inspection. ā€œGreat friend you are, just waiting for me to get up on my own! ā€˜Yep, I just saw Lute fall through like, what, a floor, donā€™t think he needs my help, yoā€™,ā€ He scowled but was obviously playacting. ā€œAnyway, glad to see youā€™re not dead yet. Your corpse would be way too heavy to bring back with me, you know,ā€ The virtuoso finally grinned before he turned around to look at the others. ā€œHello Miss Moira, hello Syed. Glad to see youā€™re bothā€¦ Er,ā€ Lute noticed that Moiraā€™s fingers were far from okay and shut up; he refocused his attention instead to the other members.

ā€œAria!ā€ Concern immediately replaced the nervous face Lute had as he walked towards the young woman. ā€œAre you alright?ā€ Without even waiting for an answer he subjected her to the same fussy inspection Atlas went through, and when Lute was done he stepped back and sighed. ā€œCome on, donā€™t hang on the back of the group, itā€™s scarier there! Like in ghost stories, the scariest places are the ones in front because youā€™ll see the ghosts first, and then the position at the back, because someone could sneak up on you. Letā€™s stay in the middle, okay?ā€

The girl Dylan had referred to as Lisette and her animal companion stood next to a fallen painting directly near a closed door. They didnā€™t seem to be hurt or anything, but Lute approached both Kapi and Lisette to make sure, even going to the point of asking the latter if she had any wounds.

Truth be told, Lute just really wanted to keep a low profile now that they were with more people. Time for somebody else to take the reins!
Calling next post! Just let me eat for a bit. > o >
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