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3 yrs ago
Current Bok Bok I'm An Omen Bok-KAW!
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Birb Scream In Morning As Battery Replacement Alarm Because Birb Not Real.
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Fighting Vagrants Behind Dennys Over Pancake @ 11PM Tonight As Birb.
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BE like bird. Wake in morning. SCREAM at sun. SHIT on enemy.
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6 yrs ago
Girl is like bird. DO approach calmly. DO greet kindly. DO offer cornchip.
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An absolute WILDCARD of an RPer
(apparently)
Due to sudden and multiple very lengthy hiatus periods, please assume I don't remember who you are but, I probably think your name is familiar. Β―\_(ツ)_/Β―
U T R A X is a being that likes to Type Words on the INTERNET.

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Now Forming Atrophy Protection Squad
Anyways here's me as the Megafan for how cool Vashti is and how GREAT the GATORVIATHAN is written
like. It's so tasty. those posts are a JOY. BOW BEFORE LIZARD QUEEN STUPID PRIMATES.
I love.


Al Lopez Park

"There's a lot of people with different personalities and world views - and with that comes with different ideas of how the boat should be run. I'm not going to lie; there's a lot of bickering and infighting, and "loud" personalities, in the Coven that doesn't necessarily go well together--and I try my best to keep things under control, but it's frustrating. Can you handle that? That is the biggest... deal breaker, in my opinion."
Claudette


Mariah fanned herself with a bit of a smirk. So the coven was a chaotic collection of super powered women that barely functioned as a group? "Sis..." Mariah let out a laugh before she continued, "I'm a Drag Queen from Miami. There ain't no group of shadier, cattier, or louder people I'll ever haveta deal with then them. And when you choose your family you choose your problems."

Her tone turned a little more serious as she continued "But that ain't sayin I'll deal with anything. I know when I gotta jet, to make that clear, but I sure ain't no weak bitch with paper skin." With that said, there was a deeper undercurrent of the fact she wasn't ride or die for anyone. Period. And anyone that told her they had that kind of mindset, clearly lacked basic survival instinct, and was not to be trusted. With a shrug, Mariah went on to say, "And if you say you the leader then I'll just stick with you or whateva."

Truthfully? Mariah figured it was probably just best to hang back and follow whoever was in charge anyway-- she kind of didn't want to think too much when it came to stuff like this. Leaders? Followers? As long as the leader wasn't trying to jump off a plane without a parachute, Mariah was just gonna ride it out and network, cause she had bills to pay and performances to worry about.

Bills. And Hector's bone nipples. Idly, she cast a glance over her shoulder at Hector, and watched him do pullups off the branch of a tree. Her head shook ever so slightly before she turned her attention back to Claudette.
Prince Tol Anzi-de Carragua

@AnyAlex

With a very forced laugh, Prince Tol replied to Marcus, "Of course we considered this! But you see, as this is all very last minute, we had difficulty acquiring adequate transportation for such esteemed guests." A rather grating screech sounded, followed by the cracking of a whip, and the sound of a cart rolling from a nearby alley. Proudly, Prince Tol announced, "I have secured hasty improvisation of transport-- behold!" From the alleyway emerged the hearty snout of two very large horses-- clearly bred for working unlike the warlike steed the Price was astride. Behind the horses was a very crude looking cage on wheels being pulled. Clearly this was meant for prisoners. "Rest assured, guests," shouted the Prince above the noise, "We have removed the locks from the outside of this carriage, so as to help you feel more at ease with it's appearance. So. YOU!"

Prince Tol pointed down at Marcus, "YOU! Get to decide if you would rather walk or embark on a trust exercise within this glorious carriage. I do give you my word that you are not prisoners. Not at all. You're simply to be transported in this. Waste no time in your decision for we must make haste." His tone said it all-- Prince Tol was very much enjoying himself.



Queen Celestius


For a silent moment of thought, the Queen stared at Jane, then answered,"Inform her, at the very least, that there is a meeting occuring. The likes of which requires great discretion. She may choose to attend or not." Her tone softened as she lifted a berry from the bowl she held, while telling Jane, "Please do... ensure she does not sleep in again. If you could? She had studies to attend to."
@Rapid Reader
Clara cannot see the harpoon shooting contraption, however she can see that very high above them, there appears to be another landmass. Given the ramp like curvature of the land, it could be inferred that the strip of land they're on does somehow loop upward, resulting in there being land above them.

There also appear to be several outlines on the land which indicate either large boulders, mountains, structures, or creatures, but it's too far away to tell clearly.


Al Lopez Park

Thought the explanation of all the trouble The Coven had gotten themselves into, Mariah listened whilst idly twirling her parasol, and her abstraction faded to nothing. There was more than a little disregard for the FBI thing and the Blake thing-- hell, she'd been there to stomp Blake with them. If anything? Those two incidents had made The Coven seem more appealing. Knowing more people was a good thing but knowing people who could fuck other people up? Even better. Mariah smirked a bit as Claudette mentioned fighting.

”When this started, I threw everything out of my head to keep my friend safe from getting bullied. He was bleeding, and I didn’t care what happened, I just wanted to help. Whatever this thing I have is, it came from that fight, it sounds like it came from wanting to help. If I can help fight someone off when they’re hurting someone, it seems like I should. I grew up around violence, so I’m used to it. If there are monsters out there like you say, I don't see this as any different.”
Kara


"That's like some noble superhero shit right there," Mariah nodded with a slight snicker.

"Can I get a clear explanation of your ability?"
Claudette


And it was then that Mariah snapped back with a, "Do you want me to explain how a fuckin' wall works or?" A sigh escaped her before as she said, "Ma'am? I don't even know all the way how it work, true shit, and them Grannies ain't said anything else to me since the first time they talked but that was years ago. All I know is that I done stopped bullets, knives, and half-explosions with this shit, and ain't much else I know 'bout it. Supposedly I'm sposed to be able to go invisible or war shout or some nonsense," Mariah waved a hand as her accent grew gradually more Cuban, "And they showed me sommore stuff that I ain't even tried to do yet. Look. Mostly I wanna get to know y'all Coven folks cause, sis? Knowin' folks who got stuff in common with you is important. Especially when you special. And if my ability do what it do then I'd be use to y'all too. Most this shit gonna be figuring out what it's about anyway."
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what did you picture her as?

i mean i have her pic linked in her npc sheet


OOF I hadn't even looked at the linked pic.
I'd just imagined her less Nerd and more Laura Croft.
Prince Tol Anzi-de Carragua

@AnyAlex@Squirrel98

As was likely expected, the Royal Guard and the Price were seated atop their horses. Apparently four more of the Royal Guard had arrived on horseback-- they seemed ready to go. At Marcus' shout, Prince Tol spurred his horse forward at a very gentle walk, then halted the beast only a few strides away from the crew. Silently, he gave them a long look over, which probably took enough time so as to be uncomfortable. Finally he said, "You'd best hope there is a very good explanation behind all of this-- that His and Her Highness grant you permission for your continued existence," Prince Tol said to Marcus in a dangerous tone. "Come along, commoners," he hissed, turning his horse and gesturing for them to follow all in one motion, "I'll be leading the escort to the castle."



Queen Celestius


Meanwhile in the Castle...

Stretching her wings widely, the Queen yawned, as she sat upon the stairs to the dual thrones for she and the King. In her hand, she cradled a bowl of fruit and seared meat, and ate it as she watched servants move this way and that-- they were preparing the chamber for audience. The King was soon to come into the room and he had made a rather peculiar request for the configuration of the room. Every single chair for nobility was removed, the floor had been bared of its usual ceremonial rugs, and the servants had brought in a single large table. Atop this table were items from a foreign land the Queen had never heard of. There was also a rather peculiar set of Royal Colors she'd never seen as well but the King insisted those arriving may recognize them. The amount of secrecy here would get on her nerves, were it not for the fact she operated in a similar manner.

Gesturing to a servant, some girl whose name she couldn't remember, the Queen told her, "Be a dear and see to it that our guests have adequate refreshments in the waiting chamber, upon their arrival. I fear His Excellence may yet be tardy to his own meeting."
Get a load of this spam poster.
Eesh.
Also Kimberly looks 0% how I pictured her lmao!
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