Avatar of Whirlwind
  • Last Seen: 9 yrs ago
  • Joined: 12 yrs ago
  • Posts: 1220 (0.28 / day)
  • VMs: 1
  • Username history
    1. Whirlwind 12 yrs ago

Status

Recent Statuses

10 yrs ago
Current Why are Mondays so long?
1 like

Bio

Roleplayer off and on for 12 years.

Most Recent Posts

In Overgrown 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Emmi sat on the moss covered sidewalk beneath her, watching a turtle walk lazily in front of her. She had her two bags on her back, one smaller one of medicines and one larger one with all her other supplies, except her bow which was on a sling around her. She smiled at the turtle, and was talking to it about her morning and his. ”It is a brilliant day I think. The sun is shining. The animals are out and about. You’re proving that right now. How are you this morning? Your spines are looking especially shiny today.” she smiled at the creature who paid her no mind. She pushed some of her massively thick and wavy hair from her face when she saw a man running down the street. ”How strange Oliver,”(she decided to name the turtle Oliver)”There’s a man running down the street. You see that?” she asked him, looking curiously over at the guy and tilting her head. In her tranquil state, his panic did seem out of place, but then again she had no idea what he was running from at the moment.
Keela smiled when Blake said he’d make an animal sanctuary. Seemed appropriate. Given his abilities, and it would make Celest happy. She looked to Runa when she mentioned a room near a garden, nodding. ”Fine by me too Runa. I like this room personally,” she said, pointing the the one she’d just come out of. Keela took a step back though when Celest hugged Blake, wrapping her legs around him. Keela blushed terribly, and frowned without realizing it, feeling a twinge of jealousy run through her unintentionally. ”You two have fun… I’ll go get my things,” she said, an edge to her voice, as she glanced at the two before quickly turning and walking out of the cave. She knew she was being silly. She had no claim to Blake. But still. She shook her head and tried to focus herself. Just go get your things, think about feelings later.
August was able to take his private airplane, which he flew himself, and partially built himself, all the way to the island. He was definitely interested to see his old high school friends. After all, there was Elizabeth, who was always different. And Alexander, who was always trying a little too hard but seemed like a good guy anyway. Lucina who he was lucky enough to never get on her bad side. Macey who was always quiet, but he enjoyed quiet now and again. Abraham who was one he used to talk to for intellectual discussions depending on the subject. Daniel, who August generally stayed away from in order to avoid a record or juvi stay. Oh and his sister Jane who was always more of a partier than August ever was. Mycha, that chubby girl who was nice enough, and August never minded. Raina, who seemed to flirt with everyone except him. Michelle, who never did anything wrong and was intelligent to boot. But then there was Camilla too. She was always more his type, being sweet and fun but serious when needed. Not that he ever thought of her, except maybe daily.

He got out of the plane and brushed himself off, looking pretty good in an untucked, white button up shirt and khaki cargo shorts. He kept his sunglasses on as he walked inside the house, having his stuff taken up to his room for him. He stood in the foyer, nodding and thinking this house would do just fine to get reacquainted.
Raina wore a simple but nice dress and hat. She had gone with one of her coworkers to pick out the outfit, and they had said the colors complimented her reddish hair completely. She was still nervous though, grey eyes flitting about on the boat until they landed. What would everyone be like? Did they balloon up? Get skinny? Become stay at home moms? Get famous? She really had no idea. She didn’t even own a tv and spent most of her time too busy to pay attention to celebrity gossip or anything like that for several years now.

She pulled her wheeled luggage around, smiling and loving the look of where they were staying, when she thought she saw Abraham sitting by himself and appeared to be writing things down. She didn’t want to interrupt, but well, the point of a reunion was to get reintroduced, right? So he wouldn’t mind if she came up and said hi, surely.

Biting her lip she walked up closer. “Abraham? Abraham Hawke?” she questioned. Oh goodness that would be dumb if he wasn’t even who she thought…
Daily looked at Fruitcup as he asked if she could repeat herself. ”No sweetie. Talking time is over, put your head down,” she mocked, rolling her eyes before noticing Beau at the center of their little group. Ah good, the elder of the group bringing everyone together in organized fashion. How quaint. Well she’d play along… if for no other reason than Grandpa Beau was kind of cute. Oh and he could emit emotions? How lovely. Maybe he could lull the ETs into passivity while she sliced ‘em up.

What the fuck just happened? ”Hey asshole, there’s a lady present,” she snapped, a sassy smirk on her lips. She hadn’t meant to interrupt him, it was just an impulse phrase she’d come to start saying a long time ago to lighten moods, including her own. So, Beau and emotions, Todd and martial arts. Alex, who just added more questions instead of saying what his powers were.

”I have powers,” Daily said, raising a hand, eyes just slightly glazed. ”The drunker I get, the better I get at fighting… particularly defensively. Not that anyone believes me til I show them, but it’s cool, it’s cool,” she stretched, looking bored. ”Oh, and if you get cut up, I’’ll probably spit on you if I like you,” she shrugged. ”My spit works like an antibiotic,” she explained further, while pulling out her pistol again and a machete she used for building shelter. ”Weapons,” she said, to the point, before putting them back. ”And I know nothing about who sent these. I know a lot of rebel fighters, but none of them ever mentioned any of you, so I doubt it was anyone I know too personally either,” she said seriously, a small frown on her face.
UnseenShade said
Hmmm, I may be less lucky. Some things have happened that led Whirlwind to call me broken. All of it due to bad luck.


Ha, well, it was one thing after another, hon! *hugs*
Stay away from those black cats and broken mirrors.
Shadowcatcher said
why are we doing this XD


I'm doing it because I'm bored. Why are youuuu doing it?
Monster said
Thank you Whirlwind, this does help quite a bit. It clarifies the situation nicely, and as such, she will be accepted. Though I would like to PM you about the form she has yet to unlock.


No problem- Thank you for giving me the chance to clarify!

EDIT: CS has been edited to reflect clarifications
© 2007-2026
BBCode Cheatsheet