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Pariah Online: Prologue [ closed ]

@Ozerath ...All I can hear is Thael speaking with this ridiculous accent. Memetic spelling work great in text, but vocally and in such numbers I am reduced to helpless laughter. *giggles*

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt (Reboot)

@BlackPanther A reply to Falk. Any reply to Falk. Possibly a reply to having a human and a sprite from Spring near his darling child? Iunno. o.o

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt (Reboot)

@LadyRunic Right, let me get this straight. A new sapling in Winter -- but hopefully the one in Spring will not be destroyed entirely, this is just in case. And...is Sorin still supposed to kill Drasil on sight, or is that just in Fall?

...And I still have nothing to reply to. BUT WE HAVE A POST! *dancing*

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt (Reboot)

@LadyRunic I SEE A POOOOOOST! *tackles*

To Dance with the Stars

Cecilly had brought his water, and some for herself. It was cold even without ice in it, but she'd put a few cubes in to keep it that way. She took a drink and chuckled as her unexpected guest pulled the feathery toy across the floor, with the cat trying to catch it. "I imagine he thought he might get an extra treat or something. Every so often he tries to insist I haven't fed him on a day I know I have. Silly cat." Her smile widened. "I rescued Freddie a few years ago. I don't know if he was abandoned or what, but he is surprisingly fond of people. Other animals, not so much." She stretched out her feet, tilting the recliner back for a moment so she didnt kick the coffee table. "So, your first time in Chicago? If you like culture, you're in for a treat. The Art Institute is one of my favorite places. And of course you'll have to visit the Sears Tower, and Navy Pier. I understand the view from the Ferris wheel there is amazing." She'd never been able to appreciate either herself, of course, but if the young lady minded she kept it well hidden.

The apartment was starting to smell like food, namely pasta sauce. The woman paused to take a deep breath, but she didn't smell any burning, and the oven timer had yet to go off, so she ignored it for the moment. It probably wouldn't be ready for at least another quarter hour. As she talked, she was keeping track of Axel's disposition. She thought she could still pick up the faint undercurrent of a troubled mind, but he seemed to be relaxing, and she didn't think his smile was faked. "I might be able to suggest a few other places, but it'd help if you told me a little of what you enjoy." Another subtle nudge for him to open up. Despite Cecilly's warm disposition she was genuinely concerned about him. Perhaps the current episode had passed, but it was rarely a single episode.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

@Mogtaki Ooh, clever. Although I think it's usually the lava setting /other/ things on fire. Speaking of, you ever seen lava meet a can of soda? It's pretty cool. erm, hot. yes.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

@Mogtaki

>Vazra
>fire
>molten lava inside, or something like it

...Wait, that works? *giggling* I guess it's just the insides that are immune~ <3

The Twelve Labours: General Discussion

@The Grey Dust I've had open-ended stories before, and that's not automatically an issue. Additionally, that would be deliberate, and when recognized is actually quite clever. On the one hand, here...maybe a little. But on the other, no...it was through the whole story. A lack of closure is only as you reach the end.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Amuné beamed at Norman, glad that she could help. He said to stand back and she nodded, obediently moving out of the way. It was a lot different from watching her mommy heal people, but there were some similarities. Lots of special tools, and lots of care and precision. Bad pieces had to come out, and sometimes there were things to put in. Did machines get stitches made of wire? She'd have to ask later, after Cecil's operation was over so she wouldn't distract Norman. And then he could get better and everyone would be okay, and they'd keep looking for her parents. The girl pulled Ethan's jacket a little tighter where she had it draped around her shoulders with a relieved smile. Everyone was going to be fine.

Then the vision hit.

She paled as her magic dominated her perception, taking an unsteady step backwards and trying blindly to catch herself but only succeeding in knocking a couple bolts off a nearby shelf before landing on her behind on the floor. Amuné barely felt the impact, nor the warm pressure of Wyth's head against her shoulder. "Ethan!" she gasped, only really able to pick out the most solid elements of what she saw. "No -- he'll die, he'll die!" Her voice rose to a terrified squeak, and she struggled to figure out where she really was and get back to her feet. Her heart was a racing drumbeat in her chest, and weariness tugged at her limbs, but she forced herself to get up, to run for the door, Wyth at her heels. Only one thing mattered to her just then, and she dodged away from anyone that tried to stop her, darting out into the sunlight. She had to get to Ethan. He needed help. She had to find him -- no, he needed help, and she wasn't any help, was she? She had to find someone who could help.

The mean lady. She wasn't very nice, but the woman had saved them, she was in charge and she didn't seem /bad/, not really, just mean. She'd know what to do. She'd be able to send someone. Following a half-understood instinct, the girl dashed through the halls, narrowly dodging people who yelled at her to slow down and watch where she was going. Amuné barely heard them. She burst into the room where Taliya was, desperate and out of breath. "They're in trouble!" she gasped between gulped breaths. "Please, we have to help them -- we have to hurry!" A tear traced a path down her cheek and she came up to tug at Taliya's shirt with a shaking hand. "Ethan and the others -- it's bad!" The girl was beyond scared, her grey eyes wide and her posture tense. "Please!"

MxM adv/lit+/lazy lit 18+

Man, if it wasn't for the no fading and no poking (I try, but I'm not the best), I'd totally be PMing you. Ah well. Have a free bump, and best wishes~ <3