[@Mega Birb][@Joker892]
[center][h2][color=cyan]Forrest Brian Idland[/color][/h2][/center]
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	[color=deepskyblue] Forrest tasted the beverage; he distorted his face when he found the drink to be too sweet for his tastes.
 He shrugged his shoulders and sipped the drink considering he might not have an opportunity to quench his thirst later on. The dark elf kept licking his lip after each intake. It reminded him of a moment in his childhood when he put too many spoons of sugar into his Kool-Aid.

	Forrest put the cup to his lip. His eyes observed the individuals sitting close to him. One recognizable individual sat adjacently at his table. Forrest peered while pretending to drink his cup. The sight of a bird-man was astonishing. The feathers on his body appeared mostly genuine. Forrest laid his cup on the table and smacked his lip. [color=cyan]"Soooooo, does this mean chicken would officially be off your diet?"[/color] The dark elve swayed his head side to side. [color=cyan]"It's a concerning question."[/color]

	Forrest's conversation was cut short. The woman from before had begun her explanation. She enthusiastically clarified the reasoning for the party's existence. [color=cyan]"I knew it,"[/color] Forrest smiled thinking back to when he acknowledged Willow for being aware of this world's contents. He covered his mouth when he rudely spoke out loud. 

	He waved at the individuals at his table as an apology of sorts. Forrest had a tough time listening to Willow. He wasn't much for paying attention to lectures. [color=cyan]"Bottom line, we die and we are resurrected,"[/color] the dark elve spoke to himself. He snickered, [color=cyan]"I guess if I committed suicide, I would be pretty pissed right now.[/color]

	Forrest had a hazy idea of how he died. When his image appeared, he began slightly memorizing his death scene. [color=cyan]"Oh, yeah. I was mugged,"[/color] Forrest knew there was more information regarding his death, but he couldn't figure it out. His mind was still fresh to everything. Forrest couldn't keep thinking as his train of thought was interrupted. Someone had become a bit unruly and started shouting out claims that this world isn't a dream. It wasn't funny like Forrest was being earlier. 

	Forrest knocked on his table when he began hearing threats toward other people. [color=cyan]"Look, man. I think you're going a bit overboard. Hell, I would be mad if I too died just to become a human again with a cigarette addiction."[/color]  The dark elf laughed and took a sip of his 'too sweet' beverage. [color=cyan]"How about you just calm down and not threaten people to cut off people's ears? That could be my cousin you're talking to."[/color] Forrest then wiggled his pointy ears; he expected he would have to defend his own species...race? The whole transaction of words was different. 

	[color=cyan]"And I actually like the bird man. I think he looks f---ing awesome. "[/color] Forrest had a mouth which usually brought him more trouble. He wasn't sure if he was truly being defensive or just a comedian. 
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