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9 yrs ago
Oh boy I'm beat đŸ˜„
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Got it~

Edit: Making post. Sorry for the nth absence, by the way. Power shortage is frequent in this area and I found out that typing was a painful thing to do.
“Goodbye, babies!” Victoria called out softly and waved at the retreating figures of the white tiger and her husband’s wolf mount. Meanwhile, Avian caught up to Harper and tapped him on the shoulder, an apologetic expression flitting over the guide’s face as soon as the boy turned around. “Congratulations, boy,” The young lady finally turned away from her beloved Illumine and then sidled over to Lesley, giving him her congratulations in a hushed tone and then moving on to the front of the group.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to answer your question earlier. I was uh, preoccupied,” He smiled ruefully and then jumped on to answer Harper’s inquiry about the dragons. “As a matter of fact, the dragons are one of the nicest creatures here in Nowhere. They’re so friendly that everybody in Aven, the kingdom where I come from, has their own dragon companion. They love playing with children too, so if you go to a nursery you’d see tiny hatchlings snuggling with the toddlers. It’s very adorable, really, and none of us certainly expected that anything like this would happen,” Avian explained. He looked confused and a bit hurt as he tried to make the human understand the impact of the situation.

“If you humans have trouble climbing up, tell me. You can grab on to my whip,” Victoria tossed the offer over her shoulder. Unlike her position in front, her husband took step on the rear of the group in case some of the humans tripped, so that he could act as a barrier should they roll down the path.

“So, Serenade, do you have a plan? About the humans, I mean. We’ll pipe in best as we can, but our main priority here is to make sure none of them come back to Queen Delirium with less a head, if possible,” The male soldier called out to the black bunny girl as they continued trudging up the path, which kept getting steeper and rougher.


Songbird looked up from the building blocks piled up on the corner of the room. Against his better judgment he had allowed himself to be towed away to the nursery where Martini was. Thankfully all the little kids were asleep or else he’d hang himself from the rafters. Kids just loved talking to him for some reason, and he wasn’t in the mood to listen to some yapping.

“Nap time. Reminds me of before,” He muttered cryptically, staring at the bundled mounds sleeping in a convoluted mess in the middle of the room. The kids all slept on top of a thick Persian rug, and their different blankets made them look like patchwork.


Outside Thaum

Jellyfish. Lightning. Treants. Giant foxes with short tempers and large scissors. Thunder.

And an orca.

Lute was rooted to his place as a ton worth of fish slammed down on his head one by one every five seconds, eyes wide in confusion as he stared at the pandemonium happening all around. He felt icky all over and was extremely uncomfortable. The blobfish on his head, the one he had named Bubbles, was once again moaning in anguish, seeing how it was basically his helmet against the fish horde.

He just wanted to go home. Ruana was waiting for him, most probably sick with worry now.

Thaum? – Coliseum

“What happened to all the raining blobfish?” Lute heard someone say in his voice as he pushed himself off the ground, dripping rainwater and strands of scale and slime on the floor. He rubbed his forehead then got up, wobbling slightly. His head hurt. Everything was sore. It was just like those full-body massages Robin told him about.

They rose up and he saw that they were in the Coliseum- or at least the Coliseum after centuries of neglect and disrepair. The vibrant stage was covered in the stale patina of time, and judging by the smell, so was everything.

He stared at Selan and then Xandra, forcing himself to feel calm as the latter’s distraught expression was starting to affect him. It was around this time that Lute realized that he brought a souvenir along; Bubbles was with him, for some reason, although now it was encased in a transparent ball full of liquid. Sort of like a beach ball with something inside, really. He picked Bubbles up then faced the sources of the footsteps getting closer.

“Heads up, people. We’ve got some company,” Lute ‘said’ again, although he finally realized that it was Delilah speaking, just utilizing his voice to make it appear as though he was the one talking. He wasn’t in the mood to reprimand her, and she obviously knew that. All the virtuoso could do was unsheathe his sword and stare at the throngs of animals in armor that entered the arena. Obviously the one that would fit him was the wildcat. He just hoped that what the cat made up for in speed, he lacked in strength.

Lute rushed forward to meet the feline, an oversized beach ball with a panicked blobfish under one arm while his free hand held his sword. The cat bared its fangs in a wide grin and lunged when they were but a meter apart, only for his human opponent to halt, let go of the blobfish-ball, then rapidly step backward. The human’s right leg arched back quickly and then the ball rocketed towards the wildcat.
I'm a really terrible question-thinker, so I hope none of you get offended if I don't ask your OCs anything! > <

Oi Haku.
1. If Gary confessed that she liked you and the only way for her to show her love was by hitting you, what would you say? (Keep it short so you wouldn't get whacked again.)
Making a post, da da da!
Thanks Tae and Michi ; w ; I hope it's as you two say.

Oh and that game. 8D Fun taimes.

EDIT: POSTED! Bubbles won't be a permanent fixture in Lute's posts. I'll get rid of him/her sooner or later. ^ . ^
Hey guys, was absent yesterday because our internet was cut and oh, exams. Will write up a post when I get home, but I'm not sure it'll be okay in terms of quality since I am pretty sure I failed today's exams.


Outside Thaum:

“I think you made it mad.”

“No kidding!” Lute exclaimed as a gigantic camera spiraled towards them. Atlas pulled him down and the two of them surfaced from the mud a few seconds later, both covered in grime and fish scales but otherwise unharmed. He felt well, less achy than a rough trip like that should have made him feel, only to be informed that the cleric “magic-schmagicked” (Dellie’s words) him. Cool. “Thanks for the uh, protective er
 Yeah!” The virtuoso hollered towards Amy before returning his attention to the fox. He plopped the blobfish on his head and then held his sword flat above himself like it was a shield instead of a blade, the tip pressing against his palm as heavier loads of fish fell upon it by the second.

Hell, he can’t see with all the tails and fins falling down from heaven!

"Maybe someone can go for it's eyes? Or it's feet perhaps?"

Distract it? Again? Oh gee whiz. Lute bit his lip as a dory slid down his hair, leaving a thick line of slime down the front of his face as it shimmied down his skin. He extended his hand, palm outstretched towards the raging fox, with a clear intent to stun it with a very, very loud sound.

He just didn’t calculate that the skies would cry goldfishes next, and that one, in some miracle, would manage to slip inside his shirt.

Let’s not go into detail about the slimy squishing sensation Lute suddenly felt on his back, but the stir made the virtuoso instinctively reach for his nape. As a result the wave stemming from his hand basically hit the creature, though the people near the fox would hear a slight ringing noise depending on their proximity. Thankfully, the fox heard enough; its ears flattened against its skull as it looked around for another boulder to flip at the Pride.

As he was about to try to right his failure, a barracuda slapped him on the face and Lute fell facedown.
Will post after Michi 8)

Posted!
Need I remind you, Michi, of that certain scenario wherein I thought Jean was headed straight for the nape, and I was all baws-like, glorious and confident in my 3dmg skills, only to pass right over the Titan's head?
*still sobbing over that one*

ZEPHY'S MOUNT IS A BUNNY LAPRAS
Fox of Spades said Brandy and Song must share a scarf in IC! They must (>w<)/


YOU HEARD THE GM
Also I have to go to summer class now. Baaaai~
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