Agh! Forgot to ask for time of day! Just let me know and I'll make the edits when I get back online...
...although, I suppose any time of day could be 'morning' for Spinel...
...although, I suppose any time of day could be 'morning' for Spinel...
YamiCuoreLaroux Member
...who?
- Last Seen: 8 yrs ago
- Joined: 11 yrs ago
- Posts: 7385 (1.86 / day)
- VMs: 1
-
Username history
- YamiCuoreLaroux 11 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
Hello! Nice to see you, eh?
I'm Yami, a college student and sometimes decent artist heavily influenced by anime/manga styles. Um...I'm not that interesting, really. I do some cosplay stuff and can get really into anything that interests me enough, but that's about it.
I might be in a bit of a slump right now, actually. I'm looking for something really fascinating to pique my interest once again, help me get back into the swing of things. I'm into crazy fantasy situations, especially.
I'm Yami, a college student and sometimes decent artist heavily influenced by anime/manga styles. Um...I'm not that interesting, really. I do some cosplay stuff and can get really into anything that interests me enough, but that's about it.
I might be in a bit of a slump right now, actually. I'm looking for something really fascinating to pique my interest once again, help me get back into the swing of things. I'm into crazy fantasy situations, especially.
Most Recent Posts
Back, shoulder, shins! "Squawk!" A very bird-like shriek escaped his lips as a certain redheaded feather-brain crashed down the stairs once again. One second of inattention, one closed-eyed yawn at just the wrong time, was all it took to be sent on a free tumble to the underworld. Or the ground floor. Whichever one sounded nicer to this slightly spacy brain.
Once the final impact made its marks, and the male skidded to a stop on the floor, he let both legs collapse behind him and lay there groaning for a moment. It hurt...but it couldn't have been that bad. He had stuck the landing better today than he had two days ago, when he had somehow managed to roll right out the door on his way down. He couldn't smell anything scorched yet, either, so clearly everything vital was intact for now. Just a slight hiccup in this unfamiliar concept of a 'morning routine', that was all...
Once the final impact made its marks, and the male skidded to a stop on the floor, he let both legs collapse behind him and lay there groaning for a moment. It hurt...but it couldn't have been that bad. He had stuck the landing better today than he had two days ago, when he had somehow managed to roll right out the door on his way down. He couldn't smell anything scorched yet, either, so clearly everything vital was intact for now. Just a slight hiccup in this unfamiliar concept of a 'morning routine', that was all...
I hope everyone celebrating this week is having a lovely holiday. I shall return to posting shortly.
EDIT: *checks IC*
*winces*
Oh boy. Stand by for the firecrackers...
EDIT: *checks IC*
*winces*
Oh boy. Stand by for the firecrackers...
@Slendy, it seems that Pico just walked away, so perhaps Noel can proceed to room C? I actually have a bit of dialogue I'd like to try out there, so just leave a mention when he enters.
@Lunarlors34, when did you last post? I can only seem to find one of your posts, and that was from quite a while ago.
@Lunarlors34, when did you last post? I can only seem to find one of your posts, and that was from quite a while ago.
Kyo considered exactly what it was that he knew about swimming. It wasn't much, but he knew the very basics. He had been lucky enough to learn at an early age, but it had been some time since he had last gotten to use that knowledge; he hadn't even been much aware of the existence of the pool here, though he decided that it was certainly something good to remember for the future.
Oddly enough, this water felt heavier than he remembered. It felt like it pulled him down against the air in his lungs rather than pushing him up. He floated fine, but he couldn't shake that odd sensation.
Trying his best to ignore it for the moment, the scrawny boy pushed off the bottom of the pool and began treading water. It took a minute to remember how to kick properly, but he figured it out eventually and started thinking about anything else he could remember. There was at least one stroke he knew...how did it go again?
Oddly enough, this water felt heavier than he remembered. It felt like it pulled him down against the air in his lungs rather than pushing him up. He floated fine, but he couldn't shake that odd sensation.
Trying his best to ignore it for the moment, the scrawny boy pushed off the bottom of the pool and began treading water. It took a minute to remember how to kick properly, but he figured it out eventually and started thinking about anything else he could remember. There was at least one stroke he knew...how did it go again?
@Skyrte
Except for maybe one or two things, I'm pretty impressed with how similar you kept the guy in the yellow to what I was thinking.
I think I might borrow that character again later...but that's unimportant now. Nicely done.
Except for maybe one or two things, I'm pretty impressed with how similar you kept the guy in the yellow to what I was thinking.
I think I might borrow that character again later...but that's unimportant now. Nicely done.
I'll see what can be done in the morning, then......
Appearance: 
First Name: Spinel
Last Name: Flux
Nickname: Spen, Flux
Age: 212 (currently appears to be 19-ish)
Gender: Male
Race: Phoenix
Powers: Flight (wings), fire invulnerability, limited telepathy (To be completed.)
Backstory: A bit fuzzy from the rebirth process. (TBR)
Personality: Often off in his own world, but generally quick to disagree to plans that would cause harm to others. He's a bit lazy and passive aggressive sometimes as well, and very much enjoys sleeping. His idea of a good time is to make a "nest" of comfortable objects, never mind where they came from, and stay there for up to several hours at a time. He can be bribed out with sweets, but he will often try to return as soon as possible even then.
Outfit: Changes from day to day, but he generally either likes to stay comfortable, or dress to the nines (when he actually decides to go do something). He has no in-between, it seems.
Theme Song: I Don't Care - Fall Out Boy
Other: Has an odd addiction to candy, especially spicy candies. He often seems to have a fireball or something cinnamon flavored on him, though he enjoys other sweets as well.
First Name: Spinel
Last Name: Flux
Nickname: Spen, Flux
Age: 212 (currently appears to be 19-ish)
Gender: Male
Race: Phoenix
Powers: Flight (wings), fire invulnerability, limited telepathy (To be completed.)
Backstory: A bit fuzzy from the rebirth process. (TBR)
Personality: Often off in his own world, but generally quick to disagree to plans that would cause harm to others. He's a bit lazy and passive aggressive sometimes as well, and very much enjoys sleeping. His idea of a good time is to make a "nest" of comfortable objects, never mind where they came from, and stay there for up to several hours at a time. He can be bribed out with sweets, but he will often try to return as soon as possible even then.
Outfit: Changes from day to day, but he generally either likes to stay comfortable, or dress to the nines (when he actually decides to go do something). He has no in-between, it seems.
Theme Song: I Don't Care - Fall Out Boy
Other: Has an odd addiction to candy, especially spicy candies. He often seems to have a fireball or something cinnamon flavored on him, though he enjoys other sweets as well.
If anyone else wants to join in, just jump in.
@KatherinWinter
The slightly short boy raised an eyebrow at the girl's odd response. "Knives? Not quite what I was thinking, but if that's what it takes."
Rising to his feet, Felice held up the deck of cards with a small smile. "A quick game? Test your skills or luck, doesn't matter which. Better than nothing, anyway. I'm sure we can work something appealing in."
The slightly short boy raised an eyebrow at the girl's odd response. "Knives? Not quite what I was thinking, but if that's what it takes."
Rising to his feet, Felice held up the deck of cards with a small smile. "A quick game? Test your skills or luck, doesn't matter which. Better than nothing, anyway. I'm sure we can work something appealing in."
© 2007-2024