Pathfinder

The Starbound Chronicles

manapool1 said
he will care soon.

Only if he has an orgy in the kitchen. Nobody wants jizz in their cornflakes.

The Awakening

Name: Christen "Chris" Walker

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Element: Earth (Wood)

Personality: Chris is a very down to earth kid, no pun intended, and just takes things at his own pace. Not one to rush through things he will sit down and work it out, it may not get things done fast but it gets them done well. He is known to be trustworthy, loyal, and relaxing to be around and should anyone hang around him for about an hour they will learn that these things are true.

History: Chris was born and raised in a little town in Colorado and has just recently moved here. Since his parents are pretty busy people and he doesn't get to see them very often but he loves them nonetheless. When Chris got here he didn't know anybody and his quiet, slow nature quickly got him singled out and is frequently bullied but because of his above average height its rarely physical.

Secret: Before he moved he accidentally gave his whole class food poisoning from a soup he made and that he collects shiny rocks.

Other: For his age group Chris is above average in height, usually a head taller than anyone else.
He has become a better cook since the debacle but it still causes him much embarrassment.

King Alaman's Reign

Daw, that sucks. Well hopefully you do good and nothing bad happens.

Hope's Eyes - A Pokemon RP (currently open)

Grout was enjoying the silence, just sitting there and taking it all in. Going back to the main land, it felt like almost a betrayal to him. His family sacrificed everything, even themselves to get him here and what do you know, hes going back. The melancholy was coming back in force, was he making a mistake? His train of thought was cut off when the riolu from earlier came up and asked him if he could fight.

Looking at the riolu Grout could tell that he knew that fighting was apart of what he was. Even while talking to him the guy was training a bit. Thinking it rude to leave a question unanswered, Grout said "I know how to fight, its kind of a requirement back on the mainland. But all I can really do is headbutt and body slam, I'm not going to get arms until my final evolution and for now my mouth is only good for eating minerals." With a sigh Grout knew he seemed unimpressive, its just a fact. At his current state, Grout was just better at being a shield as his iron skin would protect the smaller group members. Looking at the riolu Grout asked "I never got your name, mines Grout." with a little bit more pep than he used to have.

The Starbound Chronicles

My glitch will most likely not give a shit about anything, cooking is the only passion he needs!

Powerless

After Virgil did his rounds, getting the smells of the "not so crazies" in his memory he sat down and started to draw. It was what Virgil did whenever he didn't have the damn blindfold, no one talked to him if he didn't have it on. Anyway, Virgil started drawing a tree but deciding that he didn't like it drew a different tree, one you would see in the swamps, then he started to draw the swamp. The murk, the moss, the fog. Nothing was forgotten. As Virgil gazed at the drawing he was stuck nostalgia and homesickness, wishing he was back at his swamp. He should have eaten those hikers when he had a chance.

After breaking the spell Vigil started on the centerpiece of the picture, him. However it wasn't this body, it was the body he had been forced to stay out of. Big, strong, fast, dangerous. It had been so long since he had experienced the joy of living like that, life had been so simple. Wake up, eat, patrol territory, eat hunters looking for a dangerous croc....Heh. Lost as he was in his thoughts he didn't notice that he was done with the picture. As Virgil put his pencil down he sat back and admired his work. A large croc with human like features bursting from the swamp and heading towards the person looking at the picture, art. Well, not as artful as his cooking. The things he could do in a kitchen. Virgil sat back and daydreamed of jambalaya as his mouth watered.

King Alaman's Reign

Yeah, unless we take control of their characters for the sake of keeping the RP alive. I don't know what we can do besides wait.

The Starbound Chronicles

I guess, I just like them more.

Hope's Eyes - A Pokemon RP (currently open)

As everything calmed down Grout waited for most of the people to clear out, glad nobody noticed his grumbling stomach. After most of the pokemon left, Grout decided to fallow the vulpix and strike up a conversation. However that intention withered when he sensed she was a little down and then was completely obliterated when he saw all the food. There were berries, fruits, and even different kinds of metal! Remembering that it had been forever since he had any iron, Grout instantly was drawn towards it and dug in.

As Grout devoured the iron chunks that were present at the table, his thoughts went to what had happened that day. The group didn't seem very together, which he couldn't blame really since they had just met each other. But those two instantly started to but heads like the Larirons back at home before, well...yeah. Stopping his eating Grout fell into a melancholy mood and slowly didn't feel that hungry anymore. Leaving his place at the table Grout went to the training grounds, not really to train but to watch the others. It had been a long day for Grout and he just wanted to sit down, maybe he may learn something new from his teammates? With a little boost in his mood Grout made his way to the training grounds and found a nice place to sit.

The Starbound Chronicles

Name: Crank

Gender: Male

Race: Glitch

Position in Ship: Chef

Appearance:

here he is

Preferred type of Weapon: Assault Rifle

Other: Crank gained his cooking knowledge while being a stowaway on a ship full of books of all things. He found cooking to be quite enjoyable and continued from there.