Why you blow my cover you evil asymptote :<
(●♡∀♡) Stitch! Hiiiiiiiii there Tundra!
Looking forward to seeing all the CSes! We got ourselves a seriously tough set here. 8D
for the love of fudge i didn't mean competition i was thinking of buying a hunger games book while typing i didn't mean it that way
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Oh boy I'm beat 😥
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The Midnight Train to Nowhere [Looking for 1-2 People]
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Interest Checks
I'll write my post now~
Everyone gathered in the library and waited for the next turn of events.
The two groups convened and several Lost Souls took the chance to talk with one another. Avian was a few ways off from the group, one hand absentmindedly rubbing a cheek where the chair from earlier grazed him while the other one gripped the Midnight Man’s sword tightly. He didn’t know if the “game” included bringing the sword back to the library, but he wasn’t taking any chances; that event earlier where he skewered the apparition was unnerving because for a second there the soldier really thought that the Midnight Man wasn’t vanquished.
Jasper had a few cuts on her hand from that skirmish earlier and Avian was there to tend to her wounds. Wait, scratch that; all members of the group were subjected to a thorough inspection by none other than the soldier himself, and nobody was free from his fussy remarks. Not even Martini. In the end, every single Lost Soul who had a wound resurfaced with a makeshift herb bandage. The warm look on Avian’s face showed that he was relieved that nobody in his group suffered worrisome injuries and that was that. When the other team arrived he moved away to make room for them. Seeing no other purpose for the time being, the dragoon stood watch over the group, his distant position and rigid stance making him look like a stone sentinel.
Songbird sat just outside the irregular circle the humans have formed and sighed to himself, swigging from a suspicious-looking flask as he shot glances at various nooks and corners every now and then. He got up and approached the fashion trio. “So, uh… Good job finding the woo woo,” He made exaggerated gestures and then pointed at the sword. “And nooo Martini I’m nooot modeling wearing the alpaca hat. It’s too fluffy to just wear! … Are you two going to wear the alpaca hat?” He turned to Lesley and Leon.
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11 yrs ago
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Hi there! Is there still a spot open? I want to pass a CS too :)
Okay fine just kidding
Sorry for the no-show! Mom stole the CPU again. 8DDD
I'll definitely get a post up today!
I'll definitely get a post up today!
Hey guys, sorry for the no-show yesterday. Mom took away the CPU while I was asleep. 8DDDD I just kept laughing at it rather than get annoyed. I think she has a thing for stealing CPUs. Anyway, I hope everyone has a great day!
Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala – Second Floor
As the lot of them was exiting the basement Xandra approached Lute and suggested that the two of them be the ones to explain what had happened to Tobias, so they separated from the group whose remaining members headed back to the dance floor. Even if Amy and Dylan were tipsy, Estelle and Dalia would have enough help from Simon and Rose gathering potential testimonies and keeping the crowd under control.
“Careful there. Uh, excuse me?” Although it was quiet near the staircase, Lute managed to employ his abilities so that he and the metallurgist found their way to Tobias. He could see Amy’s light from below the balcony, and the cleric herself had a steely expression on her face as she stared up at them. The virtuoso gave the woman an awkward salute as if to say ‘we’ll do the talking’ before turning towards the aristocrat. Murmurs rose from the crowd of curious onlookers that gathered near the two members of the Pride, each and every one obviously hoping to hear what they had to say about the incident.
“Hope your family jewels are under the traditional lock and key. Someone bashed your trusty generator to bits, so we can’t get it working. Sorry,” Lute glanced at the crowd and smiled. “Oh, and don’t worry. They won’t hear a thing,” He smiled apologetically when Xandra affixed him with a critical stare at having divulged those information so ‘carelessly’.
Writing up a post tomorrow. Michi said a lot of you will be gone by this week, and possibly for today/tomorrow because it's America Day or whatever, so we'll be doing interaction posts instead of action-y ones. Hope you all have a nice weekend!
Posting after Cephalogod.
Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala - Basement
Hmm, a busted generator. Lute frowned from his place in the sidelines where he was able to see sparks bursting out of everywhere from the machine thanks to Amy’s gem. He immediately switched to worst case scenario and assumed that this was the work of a group of people. Finding the persons responsible for this property damage was their next priority, and although the virtuoso was worried that said culprits may aim to cook up more trouble while the electricity was out, he stayed behind with Estelle to await her orders.
The light that came from the intermittent sparks hurt his eyes and Lute turned away from the generator, only to bump against Dylan. The matter artist looked fine, if not still inebriated, and he swayed from side to side. “Um, do you need a hand?” Lute steadied him by the elbow and then let go, but the young man immediately bumped against Dalia next. He sighed and gave the priestess a worried smile before listening in to Xandra’s suggestion, still staying behind the matter artist in case he fell down.
“And I could walk ahead and tell you guys if you’re going to bump against something! Kind of. I don’t reckon we could use much noise though, so my sight would be pretty limited too, sorry,” Lute ducked his head and waited for Estelle to say where they were going next. Once she decided, he’d stay near the head of the group, feeling for any disturbances… He’d just have to spot a running person, right?
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