Fubsy

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

1.) Don't You Dare Forget The Sun - Get Scared
2.) Immortals - Fall Out Boy
3.) Gold - Imagine Dragons
4.) Monsters - Ruelle
5.) Just One Yesterday - Fall Out Boy
6.) Best Friend - Foster the People
7.) Wasted - Marian Hill
8.) Gooey - Glass Animals
9.) Death of a Bachelor - Panic! At The Disco
10.) Riptide - Vance Joy

Metalheart

@Framing A Moose
Someone's gotta poke through Max's drawers. ;)

Anyone Wanna Try Surviving the Savanna With Me?!

I'm a sucker for good ol' survival RPs. Count me in!

Metalheart

@Dmessenger
Marcella wasn't hungry. She was starving. The doctor devoured the soup with surprising gusto, forcing herself to slow down in risk of a stomach ache. Breakfast had been skipped and Marcella had been too preoccupied for lunch. She hadn't eaten all day. "I owe you. I truly do," Marcella said as she finished her meal. She paused, her spoon tapping against the bottom of the empty bowl. "Although I should probably look into what I came here for originally. Do you know anything about the illness going around?"

Metalheart

@Dmessenger
Oooh, thanks!

To The Edge of the World...

Wimena listened closely to Rockmar's words. She moved the blade as he directed, the first swings a bit clumsy and slow before gradually growing more steadier. Often times Wimena had heard of a sword being like an extension of one's arm. She never understood what that meant. Not until now, at least. Once she got used to the blade, Wimena sheathed it and gave the Half-Orc a grateful look. "Thanks," she said, giving him, or rather his waist, a hug. "This might just save a life."

Metalheart

@Dmessenger
"Thank you, Max." Marcella followed him into the kitchen. She carefully set her bag on the counter, an almost shy expression on her face. Never had she really been treated as a guest before. She'd always been too busy to visit anyone or make new aqquaintances. "I suppose I'm a bit hungry."

Metalheart

Quick ques, would the kidnapping happen the next day or later on?

To The Edge of the World...

"I'll walk too," Wimena agreed. "It'll be nice to take on the scenery." Before we're possibly mutilated and mauled by a beast from hell, she silently added. A cynical thought. The halfling pushed back the cynical thought and waited for the elf to return, both curious and nervous for what lay ahead. She moved to Rockmar's side, shooting the Half-Orc a nervous grin. "Perhaps you can give me those lessons you promised? It could help with the beast problem."

Metalheart

@Dmessenger
Marcella was reluctant to let the subject drop, yet decided not to push any farther. Still, she couldn't help but hold onto a shard of concern for her friend. Checking a pocket watch inside her bag, the Italian swore softly. She had stayed later than expected The last train back to her town was gone by now, and the light pitter-patter of rain outside was enough to convince Marcella that walking was a bad plan. "Is it alright if I stay here for the night?" she requested. "I promise I'll pay for all my trouble."