Sorry, homework got me. I'll be up again tomorrow, though, so maybe we'll catch each other then.
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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.
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@booksmusicanime@MonsieurShade
The redhead groaned again as he rolled over onto his back, opening one fiery eye to look toward the source of the first voice. "It's okay...I...I'm alive. You, though..." Glancing over from the blue-haired girl to the serious-looking male holding up his fingers for him to count, he languidly raised a hand of his own to point in their general direction. "You...might be missing a talon or two."
@Cuddle Pot@Eviledd1984
As he allowed his hand to drop back to the floor, the poking and prodding of the doctor finally caught up to his distracted senses, though he didn't make much effort to move other than to flinch slightly away from his contact a couple of times. "I'm fine, just-- ow. A bruise or two. More sleepy still...than anything. A little...upset that that the trampoline at the bottom wasn't approved." The male chuckled a bit at his own joke before turning his attention toward the larger man bluntly expressing his irritation at not meeting the innkeeper immediately. "Oi, I got this. So..." Attempting to sit up, he rubbed a hand at the back of his head as he slowly answered. "As the kind lady here was saying...inn keeper's out. But it's okay, 'cause you don't need them to check...your attitude...at the door." He gave the man a cheeky grin before standing up and continuing in a cheerful tone. "I think I can find the keys, though. I'm assuming that fuzzy thing over there's the desk, so let's see if I remember which drawer is which, eh? I'm sure they won't mind."
The redhead groaned again as he rolled over onto his back, opening one fiery eye to look toward the source of the first voice. "It's okay...I...I'm alive. You, though..." Glancing over from the blue-haired girl to the serious-looking male holding up his fingers for him to count, he languidly raised a hand of his own to point in their general direction. "You...might be missing a talon or two."
@Cuddle Pot@Eviledd1984
As he allowed his hand to drop back to the floor, the poking and prodding of the doctor finally caught up to his distracted senses, though he didn't make much effort to move other than to flinch slightly away from his contact a couple of times. "I'm fine, just-- ow. A bruise or two. More sleepy still...than anything. A little...upset that that the trampoline at the bottom wasn't approved." The male chuckled a bit at his own joke before turning his attention toward the larger man bluntly expressing his irritation at not meeting the innkeeper immediately. "Oi, I got this. So..." Attempting to sit up, he rubbed a hand at the back of his head as he slowly answered. "As the kind lady here was saying...inn keeper's out. But it's okay, 'cause you don't need them to check...your attitude...at the door." He gave the man a cheeky grin before standing up and continuing in a cheerful tone. "I think I can find the keys, though. I'm assuming that fuzzy thing over there's the desk, so let's see if I remember which drawer is which, eh? I'm sure they won't mind."
@Lunarlors34
Well, that explains it. You kinda just got lost from lack of activity, then. I'll see if I can try to catch you up after class...
Well, that explains it. You kinda just got lost from lack of activity, then. I'll see if I can try to catch you up after class...
I'll get a post up after class.
When the odd activity had finally finished, Chiari rose quickly to preemptively avoid any possible rush and subsequent accidents. Following the directions given by the counselors, the concealed youth made their way to the building and stopped similarly in awe of the variety of materials available. They clearly want to kee everyone busy for as long as possible. How is this even managed?
It wasn't too long before the youth realized the disadvantage standing so close to the door might cause should anyone enter behind them, so they quickly moved off toward a painting easel for the time being and stood behind it to observe. Surely it would be easier to avoid accidents there.
It wasn't too long before the youth realized the disadvantage standing so close to the door might cause should anyone enter behind them, so they quickly moved off toward a painting easel for the time being and stood behind it to observe. Surely it would be easier to avoid accidents there.
Still here, just in transit at the moment. I'll post when I get the chance.
@booksmusicanime
Does Spinel already know Wy, or do we start again with that?
Does Spinel already know Wy, or do we start again with that?
@Slendy
"Hmm? Come in, please~ There's no need to wait if it's your turn already." The figure in yellow called out cheerfully at the approach of the nervous-seeming boy. Quite curious, this one just gave off such an odd sense already. "I'm sure you understand why you're here, so come up to the crystal and we can see what surprises are in store for you." Scrawling something down quickly on a worn-looking scroll, the figure rolled it up as soon as he was finished and waited for the student. Yes...something curious already...
"Hmm? Come in, please~ There's no need to wait if it's your turn already." The figure in yellow called out cheerfully at the approach of the nervous-seeming boy. Quite curious, this one just gave off such an odd sense already. "I'm sure you understand why you're here, so come up to the crystal and we can see what surprises are in store for you." Scrawling something down quickly on a worn-looking scroll, the figure rolled it up as soon as he was finished and waited for the student. Yes...something curious already...
Ow...that was difficult.
@KatherinWinter@ToddyB2016
The boy's smile widened into a fuller smirk once again as he began shuffling the cards in his hands. "Bene, but with a slight twist. Hit them according to the s--!"
A slight stinging. The sense of swiftly moving air. A sudden sensitivity in one cheek, detecting all these changes.
The fall of sliced hair, just out of the corner of the eye. A few stray lines of a disguising red severed from the still-swaying lock.
It wasn't hard to know what had just happened already, and it took almost less time to round on the source. Cards vanished into a sleeve, eyes flashing brighter as the growl rising from his throat transformed into something more articulate.
"Ma che cavolo?! What kind of stupid cheap shot was that supposed to be?! Stai tutto pazzo, minchione?"
Another quick string of foreign curses streamed from his mouth as his hands flew with accenting gestures, generally conveying the sense of rage he held for the sudden attack before he finally stopped for a second to breathe.
In...
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...out...
Snapping his eyes open and up to the offender once more, he stormed over the genius in question and glared straight up to his face, neither the overly clear difference in size nor previous attempt at pressuring appearing to even slow him in the slightest. "Listen, stronzo! You may have missed the memo, but all precious 'godlings' under this stupid system are here under a truce. If you want to die breaking that and causing a feud with the many 'mama and papa dearests' related to any of them, be my guest! But I've worked too hard to manage this long only to be included in your crazy death wishes! Capisci?"
Turning back around on his heel and stepping out where the two others could see clearly, Felice slid the deck of cards back to his hand once more. "Now, if we're done playing Il Maschioso, there's a set of rules that go with these. These don't work the same as a common deck."
The boy's smile widened into a fuller smirk once again as he began shuffling the cards in his hands. "Bene, but with a slight twist. Hit them according to the s--!"
A slight stinging. The sense of swiftly moving air. A sudden sensitivity in one cheek, detecting all these changes.
The fall of sliced hair, just out of the corner of the eye. A few stray lines of a disguising red severed from the still-swaying lock.
It wasn't hard to know what had just happened already, and it took almost less time to round on the source. Cards vanished into a sleeve, eyes flashing brighter as the growl rising from his throat transformed into something more articulate.
"Ma che cavolo?! What kind of stupid cheap shot was that supposed to be?! Stai tutto pazzo, minchione?"
Another quick string of foreign curses streamed from his mouth as his hands flew with accenting gestures, generally conveying the sense of rage he held for the sudden attack before he finally stopped for a second to breathe.
In...
......
........
...out...
Snapping his eyes open and up to the offender once more, he stormed over the genius in question and glared straight up to his face, neither the overly clear difference in size nor previous attempt at pressuring appearing to even slow him in the slightest. "Listen, stronzo! You may have missed the memo, but all precious 'godlings' under this stupid system are here under a truce. If you want to die breaking that and causing a feud with the many 'mama and papa dearests' related to any of them, be my guest! But I've worked too hard to manage this long only to be included in your crazy death wishes! Capisci?"
Turning back around on his heel and stepping out where the two others could see clearly, Felice slid the deck of cards back to his hand once more. "Now, if we're done playing Il Maschioso, there's a set of rules that go with these. These don't work the same as a common deck."
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