Destinyfailhorror17 said
I am really happy :D
That's nice to hear. Did anything good happen recently? :D
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That's nice to hear. Did anything good happen recently? :D
FaithsRose said
A lion being chased off a bus by bus riders wielding broomsticks? xD Yeah I laughed at that by the way :P Customers in the shop think I'm well and truly crackers! Thank you for such an awesome mental image xD
NarayanK said
She is unborn.That means she's undead.Undead means they barely have life, which is related to the half-life formula.Half-Life 3 confirmed.I lol'd at that part, too.
:D Thank you! Glad you guys got some laughs out of that.
Kenshi Brett said
Theobromine, I must of read it wrongI reread it and I apologise.
Aah, okay. Well we're already rolling with what we have so don't worry about editing your post. :P
– Kathy
As she listened to Little Feather’s story, her mind ended up fixating on a rather peculiar detail of the girl’s tale. ‘Broomsticks?’ Kathy thought, raising a brow. ‘People were carrying broomsticks with them on the bus? Granted I think I’d have a better chance of seeing broomsticks on the bus than a white lion, but… Broomsticks?’ And seeing Lion’s rather disgruntled appearance at the mention of the household cleaning tool, she let out another few coughs as she attempted to hide her laughter. ‘A lion… A lion lost to bus riders wielding a bunch of broomsticks. I would’ve thought it wouldn’t pose a single threat to the king of beasts.’ “I see, well, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about being attacked like that here.” She finally told them, trying to keep a straight face but constantly finding herself smiling at the image of Lion being chased by old ladies wielding the oh-so-deadly broomsticks. The situation was probably not as comical as she imagined it, but she couldn’t let go of the image now.
Despite his polite question, Kenshi didn’t even wait for Kathy to respond before he used some sort of ability to slip through her fingers. She sighed in relief, flexing her fingers a bit from the strange feeling of suddenly having solid matter ‘disappear’ all of a sudden. “As long as you’re not suddenly making yourself bleed in front of strangers…” As Little Feather had already made the correction on what her intentions had been, Kathy stayed quiet about being misunderstood by the boy. In fact, despite Little Feather’s comment, he still seemed to think she had been defending them from a potential attack. ‘Urgh… Whatever, I’ll just accept being the brave but paranoid friend.’ She thought, inwardly groaning.
Returning back to her seat, she gave her bandaged hand a slight massage. Out of reflex she had, of course, grabbed him with her dominant hand. Luckily the stitches weren’t fragile enough to rip from such a small exertion, but the slight strain she had placed on the hand had made the wound feel uncomfortable again.‘I was being pretty careful up until now, I better not act on impulse like that again.’ Turning back to Little Feather she looked at the books the girl had brought and asked, "Are you interested in native art?"
Looking around, she caught sight of the eyes of the library staff staring at their table with a worried expression. They were definitely attracting a lot of attention, from both the staff and the girl with wavy blond hair that was back and hugging Lion like he was a big stuffed animal. She really wasn’t comfortable with so many stares being directed at them, even if she wasn’t the exact recipient of the glances. ‘Is this how Little Feather and Lion feel all the time?’ She wondered, ‘… I’m going to learn not to stare at people like that again.’ Then hearing Kenshi’s question she answered, “I’m Kathy. This is Little Feather, and Lion.”
– Leroy
Listening to the dark-haired boy’s apology, Leroy laughed, “No big deal, I’m the one that just went ahead and drew it all. Thought it would help you save time as you ask around for her though, so you can just show people the drawing instead of describing her over and over again.”
Looking over at Carmen as the two other boys began to talk to each other, he finally noticed the thoughtful expression on her face and asked, “Something eating at you?”
Taking a break, he carelessly dropped his art supplies to the side and lay down on the floor with his hands beneath his head. “Aaah, the party sounded really fun. I wish I came just a little earlier.” He complained aloud, evidently bored with the lack of things to do. Looking around at everyone present in the room he asked, “Were you all here last night with just me being the odd one out?”
As she listened to Little Feather’s story, her mind ended up fixating on a rather peculiar detail of the girl’s tale. ‘Broomsticks?’ Kathy thought, raising a brow. ‘People were carrying broomsticks with them on the bus? Granted I think I’d have a better chance of seeing broomsticks on the bus than a white lion, but… Broomsticks?’ And seeing Lion’s rather disgruntled appearance at the mention of the household cleaning tool, she let out another few coughs as she attempted to hide her laughter. ‘A lion… A lion lost to bus riders wielding a bunch of broomsticks. I would’ve thought it wouldn’t pose a single threat to the king of beasts.’ “I see, well, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about being attacked like that here.” She finally told them, trying to keep a straight face but constantly finding herself smiling at the image of Lion being chased by old ladies wielding the oh-so-deadly broomsticks. The situation was probably not as comical as she imagined it, but she couldn’t let go of the image now.
Despite his polite question, Kenshi didn’t even wait for Kathy to respond before he used some sort of ability to slip through her fingers. She sighed in relief, flexing her fingers a bit from the strange feeling of suddenly having solid matter ‘disappear’ all of a sudden. “As long as you’re not suddenly making yourself bleed in front of strangers…” As Little Feather had already made the correction on what her intentions had been, Kathy stayed quiet about being misunderstood by the boy. In fact, despite Little Feather’s comment, he still seemed to think she had been defending them from a potential attack. ‘Urgh… Whatever, I’ll just accept being the brave but paranoid friend.’ She thought, inwardly groaning.
Returning back to her seat, she gave her bandaged hand a slight massage. Out of reflex she had, of course, grabbed him with her dominant hand. Luckily the stitches weren’t fragile enough to rip from such a small exertion, but the slight strain she had placed on the hand had made the wound feel uncomfortable again.‘I was being pretty careful up until now, I better not act on impulse like that again.’ Turning back to Little Feather she looked at the books the girl had brought and asked, "Are you interested in native art?"
Looking around, she caught sight of the eyes of the library staff staring at their table with a worried expression. They were definitely attracting a lot of attention, from both the staff and the girl with wavy blond hair that was back and hugging Lion like he was a big stuffed animal. She really wasn’t comfortable with so many stares being directed at them, even if she wasn’t the exact recipient of the glances. ‘Is this how Little Feather and Lion feel all the time?’ She wondered, ‘… I’m going to learn not to stare at people like that again.’ Then hearing Kenshi’s question she answered, “I’m Kathy. This is Little Feather, and Lion.”
– Leroy
Listening to the dark-haired boy’s apology, Leroy laughed, “No big deal, I’m the one that just went ahead and drew it all. Thought it would help you save time as you ask around for her though, so you can just show people the drawing instead of describing her over and over again.”
Looking over at Carmen as the two other boys began to talk to each other, he finally noticed the thoughtful expression on her face and asked, “Something eating at you?”
Taking a break, he carelessly dropped his art supplies to the side and lay down on the floor with his hands beneath his head. “Aaah, the party sounded really fun. I wish I came just a little earlier.” He complained aloud, evidently bored with the lack of things to do. Looking around at everyone present in the room he asked, “Were you all here last night with just me being the odd one out?”
HylianRose said
Sure ya do. I already edited it. You CANNOT claim rights to a character type/power. -cough-Also 500+ IC posts. :D
And in just 2 weeks! I think we can all give ourselves a nice pat on the back. :D
Ebil Bunny said
Oh rats, I have no clue what she looks like XD I can't find her younger picture anywhere.
Lol! You don't have to be too exact and describe everything. xD You can just say that he pointed at a few of the images and described her short hair (<-- for her younger appearance).
– Leroy
‘So he’s playing detective to figure out just when and why the girl got younger and suffers amnesia?’ Leroy thought, organizing the information in his head. ‘It’s an okay story, but the demon and dragon stuff sounded more interesting.’ Despite his talent for art, perhaps he could have also benefited from pursuing a career in acting as well. He had completely lost interest in the dark-haired boy’s situation, but his smile never faltered and he kept up his helpful attitude. Then again, he could probably only play the role of some happy lad or… A pathological liar. “A deal’s a deal. I’ll first draw out a few face shapes, eyes, nose, and mouth. Pick the closest one from each and we’ll start tweaking the details out from there.”
Pushing the ink palette aside, he reached into his backpack and pulled out a graphite pencil and eraser. Having already given Carmen the painting, his sketchbook was all ready for him on a fresh blank page. He drew 3 sets of eyes: “cat eyes” with the outer corners of the eyes tilted up, “droopy eyes” with the outer corners of the eyes lower down, and a balanced set with no particular tilt to the eyes. Next was a large variety of noses ranging from noses hooking down to almost comically up-turned noses resembling a small pig’s snout. For the mouths he had quite a variety ranging in thickness of the lips, shape, and how deep the arches were. Finally, the remaining space on the paper was filled up with blank heads depicting round, heart-shaped, square-ish, long, diamond, and oval face shapes.
Ripping the page out, Leroy set the drawings on the floor where the dark-haired boy could see and asked, “So point out the features that resemble the girl the most and tell me what I need to change to make it look more like her. Oh, and describe her hairstyle too.”
Holding the sketchbook out on another fresh page, he got his pencil ready in his left hand for the dark-haired boy’s instructions. He became momentarily distracted by another arrival.
"Wow, it really was fixed in here!"
“Hey, sounds like he was at the party.” Leroy said, pointing in the purple-haired boy’s direction with the end of his pencil. “Just get me started and you can go ask him about the girl. It’ll take me a bit to sketch it all out anyway.”
‘So he’s playing detective to figure out just when and why the girl got younger and suffers amnesia?’ Leroy thought, organizing the information in his head. ‘It’s an okay story, but the demon and dragon stuff sounded more interesting.’ Despite his talent for art, perhaps he could have also benefited from pursuing a career in acting as well. He had completely lost interest in the dark-haired boy’s situation, but his smile never faltered and he kept up his helpful attitude. Then again, he could probably only play the role of some happy lad or… A pathological liar. “A deal’s a deal. I’ll first draw out a few face shapes, eyes, nose, and mouth. Pick the closest one from each and we’ll start tweaking the details out from there.”
Pushing the ink palette aside, he reached into his backpack and pulled out a graphite pencil and eraser. Having already given Carmen the painting, his sketchbook was all ready for him on a fresh blank page. He drew 3 sets of eyes: “cat eyes” with the outer corners of the eyes tilted up, “droopy eyes” with the outer corners of the eyes lower down, and a balanced set with no particular tilt to the eyes. Next was a large variety of noses ranging from noses hooking down to almost comically up-turned noses resembling a small pig’s snout. For the mouths he had quite a variety ranging in thickness of the lips, shape, and how deep the arches were. Finally, the remaining space on the paper was filled up with blank heads depicting round, heart-shaped, square-ish, long, diamond, and oval face shapes.
Ripping the page out, Leroy set the drawings on the floor where the dark-haired boy could see and asked, “So point out the features that resemble the girl the most and tell me what I need to change to make it look more like her. Oh, and describe her hairstyle too.”
Holding the sketchbook out on another fresh page, he got his pencil ready in his left hand for the dark-haired boy’s instructions. He became momentarily distracted by another arrival.
"Wow, it really was fixed in here!"
“Hey, sounds like he was at the party.” Leroy said, pointing in the purple-haired boy’s direction with the end of his pencil. “Just get me started and you can go ask him about the girl. It’ll take me a bit to sketch it all out anyway.”
Ebil Bunny said
Is that what you really think of him as? D:>
Yes I kid, I kid. I think of him as the adorable ghost that I'd definitely like to interact with more. Gimmie a few minutes for Leroy's post and we can get started on that. xD
Ebil Bunny said
Now two people have noclipping powers, as well as lots of other things, whereas Dani has two main powers, one being incorporeal. .-.
Aaah, that. It's okay, no one can possibly replace Dani's all-important role as the victim that got the action of the RP rolling! >:D
Ebil Bunny said
Hmf, now Dani's been obsoleted twice >:(Morning everyone!
Sukui said
Mornin'. Or evenin'.
Morning (from my end)~! And Dani was obsoleted? o_O; Where?
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