AAAAAAH I'M SO SORRY
School has been ridiculous to the point of being absurd, I've been so busy studying and taking exams that I haven't really had time to get on here. However! Now that SUMMER is here, I can spend more time on!
...For one week!
Then I'll be gone for three more.
Then I'll be pretty much available for the rest of the summer. So WOO! So much caffeine all up in this!
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I've been on this stupid site for an entire decade now and it's been fantastic, thank you all so much
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Aaah, I missed the introduction part somehow. Not sure exactly how I did it, but I did indeed. Apologies.
As for the food, at this point, Gavin is about on the precipice of a major concussion. It kinda blurred by for him, he really had no idea what was going on. I tried to get that across, but I guess I kinda sucked at it, haha. Will edit so it makes slightly more sense.
As for the food, at this point, Gavin is about on the precipice of a major concussion. It kinda blurred by for him, he really had no idea what was going on. I tried to get that across, but I guess I kinda sucked at it, haha. Will edit so it makes slightly more sense.
I'm going to stop making puns now, we're probably filling the interest check more than necessary.
If you guys don't stop making puns, I'm going to BUMP you off.
I'm interested. (Though disappointed at the lack of bullet-y goodness)
Oh dear lord, I really feel like Rubix and Runia are NOT going to get along.
Gavin poked at what little crumbs of food remained on the table, a pensive expression on his face. "Well, that went well..." No idea how long I was here for, but was it really long enough that they're just going to leave? Hang on, Mira did say something that sounded logical...Ugh, I'll figure it out later.[/i Gavin's eyes narrowed a little bit and he stood abruptly. [i]I didn't even eat anything. They can cover the check, he rationalized, trying to ignore the tiny worm of guilt that settled in his stomach. Huffing a bit, he turned, grabbing up the steel skateboard and narrowing it out, reshaping it into a large metal claymore, leaving aside a bit of steel, which he shaped into a chainmail backstrap. Slinging the claymore into the strap, he walked off, in no particular hurry Let's just see how far I can get without getting arrested for having this on my back...
Surprisingly, there was no arrest made. There were some funny looks, to be sure, but he made it back to the apartment complex with no major incident. Turning his doorknob, he sighed. Locked.
His bracelet flowed down his arm and across his hand, slipping into the lock and molding into the perfect shape of the key. Twisting the metal, he heard a click as the door unlocked, then retrieved his metal and walked into the room as it returned to its usual shape on his wrist. He turned, not seeing Sylvia, then walked into the bedroom. She was there, gripping the pillow in the most adorable fashion he had ever seen, like it was a precious jewel. He smiled in spite of the single tear dripping down her face, muttering softly: "You don't have to be tough all the time." Turning towards the couch, he threw a "'Night." back over his shoulder before the door quietly clicked closed. Settling on the couch, he breathed deeply, settling quickly into sleep.
Surprisingly, there was no arrest made. There were some funny looks, to be sure, but he made it back to the apartment complex with no major incident. Turning his doorknob, he sighed. Locked.
His bracelet flowed down his arm and across his hand, slipping into the lock and molding into the perfect shape of the key. Twisting the metal, he heard a click as the door unlocked, then retrieved his metal and walked into the room as it returned to its usual shape on his wrist. He turned, not seeing Sylvia, then walked into the bedroom. She was there, gripping the pillow in the most adorable fashion he had ever seen, like it was a precious jewel. He smiled in spite of the single tear dripping down her face, muttering softly: "You don't have to be tough all the time." Turning towards the couch, he threw a "'Night." back over his shoulder before the door quietly clicked closed. Settling on the couch, he breathed deeply, settling quickly into sleep.
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I do believe I'm going to post my character, just as a sort of analogue for the amount of detail that I'd like to see put in them.
Name: Runia Venthrym (VEN-thrim)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Personality: Runia is a quiet girl, preferring the company of nature to that of people. She is mostly pacifistic and extremely caring, but if something angers her enough, then she will snap, and when she snaps, she can be terrifying, as well as outright dangerous. Though she isn’t very strong, she does know how to use a dagger or two, though nobody quite knows why. A word often used to describe her by those who have seen her, but not too closely, is demure. However, she knows a good deal of skills involving hunting, survival, etc. etc. etc, since when she’s not working, she’s probably in the woods.
Appearance:
Preferred Weapon: A pair of slim stilettos with ivory handles and white-dyed blades. Exactly how they were dyed white, nobody knows, and nobody feels comfortable enough around her to ask. The only thing they’ve ever heard from Runia about them is that they’ve been passed down through her family for a long, long time.
Profession (If applicable): Runia works as a washerwoman in the nearest village.
Etc.: Although she indeed has a preferred set of stilettos, her preferred tactic is NOT using them and instead being diplomatic and talking things out, not simply fighting. As stated before, she is mostly a pacifist.
Name: Runia Venthrym (VEN-thrim)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Personality: Runia is a quiet girl, preferring the company of nature to that of people. She is mostly pacifistic and extremely caring, but if something angers her enough, then she will snap, and when she snaps, she can be terrifying, as well as outright dangerous. Though she isn’t very strong, she does know how to use a dagger or two, though nobody quite knows why. A word often used to describe her by those who have seen her, but not too closely, is demure. However, she knows a good deal of skills involving hunting, survival, etc. etc. etc, since when she’s not working, she’s probably in the woods.
Appearance:
Preferred Weapon: A pair of slim stilettos with ivory handles and white-dyed blades. Exactly how they were dyed white, nobody knows, and nobody feels comfortable enough around her to ask. The only thing they’ve ever heard from Runia about them is that they’ve been passed down through her family for a long, long time.
Profession (If applicable): Runia works as a washerwoman in the nearest village.
Etc.: Although she indeed has a preferred set of stilettos, her preferred tactic is NOT using them and instead being diplomatic and talking things out, not simply fighting. As stated before, she is mostly a pacifist.
Well butter my butt and eat my pancreas, I can't wait.
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