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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 đŸ˜„
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Oh Em Eff Gueuaeuauea- Anon, welcome back!

Also, I apologize for not being that active in the OOC and not responding to things in particular. This was a very exhausting week OTL


Morris: Circus

The ordeal was finally over. Groaning, a pale Lute pushed himself out from within the ride after Trixie. Before he could even fully get over the entire experience though, a goon popped out of nowhere and-

"RROROOORORORO!"

Suffice to say, the virtuoso had enough and remained locked in his standing position. Trixie ran off somewhere and Lucien ambled over to his friend, but his offers to buy food were left unheeded. Lute had his hand clutching at the area above his heart and his eyes were wide and hollow; he had his mouth open like he was going to say something. After a few minutes of silence, some color returned to the man’s face and he wiped his brow as he straightened up.

“Well, let’s go look for Trixie, then,” Lute murmured evenly and set off towards the tent where the prankster went. As they walked to it, he noticed the garish fun house and winced. That was what they needed, not some horrible, life-altering jumpscare cornucopia. “Hey Trix, where you at? Lucien’s buying ice cream!” He cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, with Delilah bringing his voice to higher volumes so that the girl could hear them faster. No reply, just a few stares from some of the passersby. “Hey, let’s split up and look for her. I’m not so sure which tent she went to, so we could cover more ground by splitting up,” The virtuoso nodded at Lucien before walking off on his own. A few ways from a colorful tent with a odd pattern, Lute picked up a peculiar sound. Or rather, sounds.

"Maybe she went that-a-way," He mumbled to Delilah and headed towards that direction, and as he turned the corner he saw, well, a neat but somewhat threatening row of circus animals. Yes, most were caged, but...
Aight Imma post now too.
HOLLA HELLA YEBEES! :D
I'M LATE TO THE ANNIVERSARY DDD8

*throws suspicious red orbs around* HAPPY ANNIVERSARY PEOPLEZ
I was about to say "sweet fellow nerds" but decided against it ehu
I missed P.E. and I don't know why I'm so sad about it.

Yeys, Michi! :D *throws glitter everywhere*

Edit: I'm not feeling so hot today so I'll skip posting, I'm very sorry about it >___<
Have fun, you two! :D


Morris: Horror Train

Lute gripped onto the side handles of the cart so tightly that his knuckles were a strained white. The ride rolled into a cemetery as the vice-like grip around his arm tightened painfully, leading the virtuoso to wince and about to plead with Trixie to let go when yet another horrible cackle rippled through the chill air. This time, the voice was right behind them.

The virtuoso let out a wordless shriek as he whirled around to face the ghost, but before he could even see it the arms wrapped around his face pulled him back. Combined with the sudden stop, Lute ended up falling backwards on the bottom of the cart, his legs making wild kicking motions towards the source of the noise soon as he was able to raise them. Despite what he believed would happen, nary a floury hand nor a white sheet made its way towards them. Instead, what greeted him when he got up was Lucien’s smug laughing face.

“Yeah, not funny,” Lute repeated what Trixie said and even imitated her pose without realizing it. As they continued glaring daggers at him, the summoner let out a weak chuckle before staring off to the space behind the duo. “Uh, guys? I think you should look at that,” Lucien stammered out but Lute wasn’t having any of it. “Not falling for your joke again, mister,” The virtuoso scowled and took his sweet time to reseat himself, “Raaaagh raaagh, hmmph. Gave me a heart attack, that’s what.”

‘Actually
 You should really stop griping and look up.’

When he did, Lute had to blink to ascertain that there was indeed a pair of glowing red eyes peering at them from behind a large tombstone. When he took a second to glance over at Lucien and then look back, it was gone. “Ahahahaha, that’s funny. Why isn’t the cart movviiiing?” By now, his voice sounded more like a whine than a question. Lute decided to peek over the edge of the ride to see whether there was something wrong with the wheels, and when he did so the tombstone in front of him flashed and the next thing he knew he was staring right at those unnerving scarlet eyes. As if having that weird thing hop in from, like, the other end of the room to a meter in front of you in a few seconds wasn’t unnerving, the same effects were popping up one after another until it looked like the three of them were staring back into a cave with a hundred of rabid bats peering back.

The already dim lights died and the eyes hovered closer.

“Waaah! Why is it broken, oh my Gods!?” Lute screeched and practically threw himself over the front of the cart to inspect the rails. Without the light though, he could barely see his own hand in front of his face, let alone that. “Okay, what if we’re stuck? Wait, who am I kidding, we’re not!” When the glowing bloodred orbs were but a maddening few inches from them the cart suddenly creaked and bolted forward, throwing the poor virtuoso against the hard wall beside Lucien as their ride neared its end.
Hmm, I don't really have a say in the matter since my character will only appear after you've arrived in the city, but... Yeah, go interact? OTL Sorry.
It's okay, it did that to me too OTL kept saying my stuff didn't submit but look! *patpat*
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