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Sorry for the busy weekend you guys, holiday time is usually busy.
I'll get the IC started sometime tonight or tomorrow :)
I'll get the IC started sometime tonight or tomorrow :)
Happy Thanksgiving!
I tagged all the people that said they were interested.
I'll give it to the weekend- if no one else joins; then we can definitely do this with 4 :)
I tagged all the people that said they were interested.
I'll give it to the weekend- if no one else joins; then we can definitely do this with 4 :)
During her travels into Wrathlake, Annette had done a lot of thinking. She had regretted yelling at her father last night over the state of the ranch, but she didn't like giving up so easily. Her thoughts traveled back to the scene: Sitting at the kitchen table, hand in hand, Wesley spoke to his daughter, their matching bright blue eyes looking at one another. "I gotta sell the farm. For us." he said, and Nettie tossed his hand down. "No!" she yelled, standing up. How dare he throw away everything they had worked so hard to keep? "Is it money you need? I'll get it. I'll work harder. I'll do more." she pleaded, her eyes welling up as she shook in anger. "Nettie.." Wesley started before another boisterous "No!" escaped from Annette's petite frame. "Don't fucking take this from me. I did this for you. I won't stop." she yelled again, storming off to her room. The door slammed. Ending the conversation and the night.
Getting to town as every one began their day, she molded into the crowd just fine. People knew Nettie, whether it be because of her parents, her older brothers, or her own reputation she had created for herself. "Woah." she pulled on the reins, climbing off and tying up her horse; Stone. She patted his back as he lowered his head into a troth that had some oats in it. Lots of people were crowded outside of the general store, which peaked Nettie's interest, as she was heading there looking for work either way. Standing at barely five foot two, she made her way through the crowd with a bit of trouble until she was in front of them and getting to peer at the piece of paper.
MISSING : Twelve men and counting. Treasure hunters - last seen leaving Wrathlake nine days ago. Families worried. REWARD: $130
Nettie did not know how to read but some of the words were familiar, "Wrathlake" and "$130". Turning to a man next to her, she spoke, "Y'all know what that sign says?" she asked, tucking a strand of her blonde curly hair behind her ear. She smiled. She could be charming when she wanted to, and usually it helped when she needed something done, like a poster read to her.
Getting to town as every one began their day, she molded into the crowd just fine. People knew Nettie, whether it be because of her parents, her older brothers, or her own reputation she had created for herself. "Woah." she pulled on the reins, climbing off and tying up her horse; Stone. She patted his back as he lowered his head into a troth that had some oats in it. Lots of people were crowded outside of the general store, which peaked Nettie's interest, as she was heading there looking for work either way. Standing at barely five foot two, she made her way through the crowd with a bit of trouble until she was in front of them and getting to peer at the piece of paper.
MISSING : Twelve men and counting. Treasure hunters - last seen leaving Wrathlake nine days ago. Families worried. REWARD: $130
Nettie did not know how to read but some of the words were familiar, "Wrathlake" and "$130". Turning to a man next to her, she spoke, "Y'all know what that sign says?" she asked, tucking a strand of her blonde curly hair behind her ear. She smiled. She could be charming when she wanted to, and usually it helped when she needed something done, like a poster read to her.
Writing up my first post sometime tonight :) So excited.
@ethanjory@XenoCyanide@Duoya@Roosan@Spinosaurus
We only have one spot left guys! So get it while it's here.
We only have one spot left guys! So get it while it's here.
@December
Do not apologize for asking questions or for being excited!
We probably can flesh out individual relationships while we wait for the last person (i'll pm you)
That'd be fine- he is your character :)
Do not apologize for asking questions or for being excited!
We probably can flesh out individual relationships while we wait for the last person (i'll pm you)
That'd be fine- he is your character :)
@December
This group has been friends for a few years so a good understanding of their friendships are determined- but these will definitely change and adapt as the story goes on- and you are more than welcome to edit and add things in as the story goes :)
This group has been friends for a few years so a good understanding of their friendships are determined- but these will definitely change and adapt as the story goes on- and you are more than welcome to edit and add things in as the story goes :)
@MissCapnCrunch Yeah that would be pretty cool!
Also, are the Mahlimae evil, good, neutral, or something else? Are they intentionally causing the humans pain or is that not their intended purpose?
Good question!
The Mahlimae aren't evil, they are just not from this world. They are curious little things, and they don't even realize that they are causing harm to their new friends until it is apparent- but by then it is too late. I haven't really gotten that far in my thinking, but I hope to come up with some thoughts as to what will happen once these serious side effects kick in.
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