[COLOR=rosybrown][indent][sub][I]An excerpt from the [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4906575][b]Chilling Adventures of Magik[/b] [/url][/I][/sub][sup][right][color=#2c2c2c]Placeholder[/color][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][/color]
[quote=@Natty]"[color=DarkOliveGreen]Are you sure we need him?[/color]"

"[color=rosybrown]Shut it, Rory.[/color]"

"[color=DarkOliveGreen]I just think we can do a bit better, that's all. And I'm pretty sure the Discovery Channel said that crickets aren't even a thing in the UK.[/color]"

Their whispering was interrupted by the clanking of plates, as the creature in front of them began to tear into his food. It dripped manically from his pincered mouth like larvae as he did so. He hunched over the table as he ate, perching on his back spiny legs. His chitinous exoskeleton sloped across his body up to his head, where a large pair of insectoid eyes jutted around the room madly. His wings lay sleekly across his back, motionless bar the occasional flutter. He ate ravinishely as if feasting on his prey, drawing eyes from all around the room, who watched in a mixture of horror and confusion. 

Illyana and Rory didn’t know what to expect when they initially asked if the insect wanted to meet, however, it certainly wasn’t going for a meal in his local pub. A swift stepping disc teleportation had transported the two to the English city of Canterbury in next to no time, and the creature’s distinct appearance had allowed them to find him almost immediately. The three sat across from one another at a small table in the centre of a large English pub. Cheap and uncheerful, the place was full of vomitous carpets, unmatching wood paneling, fruit machines, and all the shoddy artwork a cheap beer devotee could desire. It was certainly not the usual place to meet potential recruits in the war against Limbo. 

“[color=yellowgreen]Actually…[/color]” The Canterbury Cricket managed, taking a breather from the mess of food on his plate. “[color=yellowgreen]The cricket that forms my body came from the local university.[/color]”

“[color=yellowgreen]She lived a life of hardship and suffering before the Lord brought her to me.[/color]”

Rory shuddered slightly as he watched the insect speak, a look of visible disgust across his face, which he quickly attempted to hide after receiving a look from Illyana. The Cricket’s appearance didn’t bother her too much. After a childhood of demons and monsters, it was surprising how normal these kinds of things quickly became.

Realizing he was being rude, Rory backed up his chair and rose to his feet.

“[color=DarkOliveGreen]I’m going to grab another drink.[/color]” He confirmed before heading off across the room, flashing the two with an apologetic face as he walked away. 

“[color=rosybrown]I’m sorry about him.[/color]” Illyana apologized, turning her attention back towards the cricket.

Cricket simply smiled, his antennas flexing slightly as he did so.

“[color=yellowgreen]No need to apologize, I’m used to people looking at me like that by now.[/color]”[/quote]
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