*Anyone else want to roleplay, I’m very sorry for disappearing before too, but does anyone?*
*Sure but my brain is fried beyond comprehension so I may need you to pick characters.*
*I’m fine with that, I’m here to do my best to help. Connected characters here we go.*
Grimes has finally escaped Riotan, and is taking a break in his sniper’s nest outside of Sparrow’s camp. He’s bleeding a bit, panting, his sniper set on the ground as he sits in his own small camp.
Sparrow has gotten shot in the chest at the tavern, and is doing his best to patch up the wound, drinking from his flask to dull the feeling at least a bit.
Thane is staring directly into the sun for a bit, trying to get a feeling other than pain. He is remembering the kindness Felix had given him.
Stroth is most likely healing Sparrow, grumbling to herself about what she should do with the assailants bodies after she rips them from limb to limb.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Aeris is trying to brew a potion, but the work recquires incredible precision, so she has to keep starting over.
Someone eerily familiar walks past her. His beard has grown more, giving him a more rugged look, he has his old antimatter rifle on his back, more muscular than before, his eyes more focused. Upon seeing Aeris, he stops "Huh. You look like someone I knew." His voice deeper.
"I've made a lot of enemies." She says, sighing as he broke her focus.
He shakes his head, his green eyes glinting, pulling up a sleeve to show snake scales “I wouldn’t call myself an enemy if you are who I think.”
"Ohh, it's you..." she says, cocking her head and sizing him up.
He tilts his head “Who am I? Did you forget my name? Did you forget your old friend from school?” He chuckles, rubbing his still dirty hair “You’ve changed.”
*Okay, I need to take a break from 2v8 because, if I don't, I will go insane.*
*RP instead?*
*Please.*
*who do you want?*
*I have no idea my friend. I am sorry, my brain is fried beyond comprehension.*
*you need consoling, my lovely. Here are my loving floofs*
Lilac is standing on a pedestal of stone, sat on her hinds and absorbing the sun while looking like a goddess simultaneously.
Saphuno is working on a new recipe at the bar.
Yuki is conferring with a foal and it's mother, nodding occasionally.
*Hmmm. I think Yuki would like this character. I haven't used her in awhile.*
A child, wearing all black, with straight long black hair is walking by. No parent accompanies them but they carry a spider plush under one arm. The Symbol for the House of Weaver is branded in her neck.
"Hello, little one. Welcome to the Aspen Cafe, may I help you?" She says, the deer dispersing and leaving the building.
She looks at her, tilting her head to the side. She signs and number of letters in ASL at Yuki.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Anyone else want to roleplay, I’m very sorry for disappearing before too, but does anyone?*
*Sure but my brain is fried beyond comprehension so I may need you to pick characters.*
*I’m fine with that, I’m here to do my best to help. Connected characters here we go.*
Grimes has finally escaped Riotan, and is taking a break in his sniper’s nest outside of Sparrow’s camp. He’s bleeding a bit, panting, his sniper set on the ground as he sits in his own small camp.
Sparrow has gotten shot in the chest at the tavern, and is doing his best to patch up the wound, drinking from his flask to dull the feeling at least a bit.
Thane is staring directly into the sun for a bit, trying to get a feeling other than pain. He is remembering the kindness Felix had given him.
Stroth is most likely healing Sparrow, grumbling to herself about what she should do with the assailants bodies after she rips them from limb to limb.
Sparrow looks to her, passing her the flask”You don’t have to go after them for me, I’ve been fighting them for years, this ain’t nothin new.” He looks to the ring she made for him “I don’t want you gettin hurt either way.”
Aeris is trying to brew a potion, but the work recquires incredible precision, so she has to keep starting over.
Someone eerily familiar walks past her. His beard has grown more, giving him a more rugged look, he has his old antimatter rifle on his back, more muscular than before, his eyes more focused. Upon seeing Aeris, he stops "Huh. You look like someone I knew." His voice deeper.
"I've made a lot of enemies." She says, sighing as he broke her focus.
He shakes his head, his green eyes glinting, pulling up a sleeve to show snake scales “I wouldn’t call myself an enemy if you are who I think.”
"Ohh, it's you..." she says, cocking her head and sizing him up.
He tilts his head “Who am I? Did you forget my name? Did you forget your old friend from school?” He chuckles, rubbing his still dirty hair “You’ve changed.”
"I had to forget those days." She says coldly, emptying the cauldron with a wave of her hand. Her arms have many scars. "You'll have to jog my memory"
He has some scars of his own, but nowhere near as many, his rifle over his shoulder. He points at himself with a thumb “It’s your old pal Slick. It’s good to see you again Aeris.”
Aeris is trying to brew a potion, but the work recquires incredible precision, so she has to keep starting over.
Someone eerily familiar walks past her. His beard has grown more, giving him a more rugged look, he has his old antimatter rifle on his back, more muscular than before, his eyes more focused. Upon seeing Aeris, he stops "Huh. You look like someone I knew." His voice deeper.
"I've made a lot of enemies." She says, sighing as he broke her focus.
He shakes his head, his green eyes glinting, pulling up a sleeve to show snake scales “I wouldn’t call myself an enemy if you are who I think.”
"Ohh, it's you..." she says, cocking her head and sizing him up.
He tilts his head “Who am I? Did you forget my name? Did you forget your old friend from school?” He chuckles, rubbing his still dirty hair “You’ve changed.”
"I had to forget those days." She says coldly, emptying the cauldron with a wave of her hand. Her arms have many scars. "You'll have to jog my memory"
He has some scars of his own, but nowhere near as many, his rifle over his shoulder. He points at himself with a thumb “It’s your old pal Slick. It’s good to see you again Aeris.”
"Good is a statement" She says, her face betraying her words. "Forgive the gap in my memory, I had to rid myself of it. Can't remember why." She says, shrugging. "It brings me as much joy as it brings me pain to see you again, but... I can't place why the latter has come.."
“Good is the truth, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you, and it truly makes my heart shine to see you again. It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen anyone from Vanderbilt, excluding my wife of course. Don’t worry about forgetting me, I wasn’t that much of an impact on your life anyway.” He sighs, looking to the sky “Those days… they are so far gone now aren’t they?”
*Anyone else want to roleplay, I’m very sorry for disappearing before too, but does anyone?*
*Sure but my brain is fried beyond comprehension so I may need you to pick characters.*
*I’m fine with that, I’m here to do my best to help. Connected characters here we go.*
Grimes has finally escaped Riotan, and is taking a break in his sniper’s nest outside of Sparrow’s camp. He’s bleeding a bit, panting, his sniper set on the ground as he sits in his own small camp.
Sparrow has gotten shot in the chest at the tavern, and is doing his best to patch up the wound, drinking from his flask to dull the feeling at least a bit.
Thane is staring directly into the sun for a bit, trying to get a feeling other than pain. He is remembering the kindness Felix had given him.
Stroth is most likely healing Sparrow, grumbling to herself about what she should do with the assailants bodies after she rips them from limb to limb.
Sparrow looks to her, passing her the flask”You don’t have to go after them for me, I’ve been fighting them for years, this ain’t nothin new.” He looks to the ring she made for him “I don’t want you gettin hurt either way.”
"I don't care if I get hurt, I care if you get hurt. If you're h get hurt, it makes me mad beyond belief." She snarls
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Okay, I need to take a break from 2v8 because, if I don't, I will go insane.*
*RP instead?*
*Please.*
*who do you want?*
*I have no idea my friend. I am sorry, my brain is fried beyond comprehension.*
*you need consoling, my lovely. Here are my loving floofs*
Lilac is standing on a pedestal of stone, sat on her hinds and absorbing the sun while looking like a goddess simultaneously.
Saphuno is working on a new recipe at the bar.
Yuki is conferring with a foal and it's mother, nodding occasionally.
*Hmmm. I think Yuki would like this character. I haven't used her in awhile.*
A child, wearing all black, with straight long black hair is walking by. No parent accompanies them but they carry a spider plush under one arm. The Symbol for the House of Weaver is branded in her neck.
"Hello, little one. Welcome to the Aspen Cafe, may I help you?" She says, the deer dispersing and leaving the building.
She looks at her, tilting her head to the side. She signs and number of letters in ASL at Yuki.
"Are you mute, or deaf?" She asks, signing as she speaks.
She opens her mouth. She appears to have no tongue, it having been cut out.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Anyone else want to roleplay, I’m very sorry for disappearing before too, but does anyone?*
*Sure but my brain is fried beyond comprehension so I may need you to pick characters.*
*I’m fine with that, I’m here to do my best to help. Connected characters here we go.*
Grimes has finally escaped Riotan, and is taking a break in his sniper’s nest outside of Sparrow’s camp. He’s bleeding a bit, panting, his sniper set on the ground as he sits in his own small camp.
Sparrow has gotten shot in the chest at the tavern, and is doing his best to patch up the wound, drinking from his flask to dull the feeling at least a bit.
Thane is staring directly into the sun for a bit, trying to get a feeling other than pain. He is remembering the kindness Felix had given him.
Stroth is most likely healing Sparrow, grumbling to herself about what she should do with the assailants bodies after she rips them from limb to limb.
Sparrow looks to her, passing her the flask”You don’t have to go after them for me, I’ve been fighting them for years, this ain’t nothin new.” He looks to the ring she made for him “I don’t want you gettin hurt either way.”
"I don't care if I get hurt, I care if you get hurt. If you're h get hurt, it makes me mad beyond belief." She snarls
“Well I don’t get two [gp]s if I get hurt, if you get hurt I’ll end up gettin myself hurt in some kind of revenge attempt.” He says, smiling softly.
*Anyone else want to roleplay, I’m very sorry for disappearing before too, but does anyone?*
*Sure but my brain is fried beyond comprehension so I may need you to pick characters.*
*I’m fine with that, I’m here to do my best to help. Connected characters here we go.*
Grimes has finally escaped Riotan, and is taking a break in his sniper’s nest outside of Sparrow’s camp. He’s bleeding a bit, panting, his sniper set on the ground as he sits in his own small camp.
Sparrow has gotten shot in the chest at the tavern, and is doing his best to patch up the wound, drinking from his flask to dull the feeling at least a bit.
Thane is staring directly into the sun for a bit, trying to get a feeling other than pain. He is remembering the kindness Felix had given him.
Stroth is most likely healing Sparrow, grumbling to herself about what she should do with the assailants bodies after she rips them from limb to limb.
Sparrow looks to her, passing her the flask”You don’t have to go after them for me, I’ve been fighting them for years, this ain’t nothin new.” He looks to the ring she made for him “I don’t want you gettin hurt either way.”
"I don't care if I get hurt, I care if you get hurt. If you're h get hurt, it makes me mad beyond belief." She snarls
“Well I don’t get two [gp]s if I get hurt, if you get hurt I’ll end up gettin myself hurt in some kind of revenge attempt.” He says, smiling softly.
She bristles "I'm possessive, and you getting hurt...." She stares up at him
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Stroth is most likely healing Sparrow, grumbling to herself about what she should do with the assailants bodies after she rips them from limb to limb.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He tilts his head “Who am I? Did you forget my name? Did you forget your old friend from school?” He chuckles, rubbing his still dirty hair “You’ve changed.”
"I belive the locals call this... 'vibing'." he says with a soft smile
She looks at her, tilting her head to the side. She signs and number of letters in ASL at Yuki.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Sounds weird." He shrugs and sits beside him
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Sparrow looks to her, passing her the flask”You don’t have to go after them for me, I’ve been fighting them for years, this ain’t nothin new.” He looks to the ring she made for him “I don’t want you gettin hurt either way.”
"It's decently nice. Basically relaxing" he shrugs
He has some scars of his own, but nowhere near as many, his rifle over his shoulder. He points at himself with a thumb “It’s your old pal Slick. It’s good to see you again Aeris.”
“Good is the truth, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you, and it truly makes my heart shine to see you again. It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen anyone from Vanderbilt, excluding my wife of course. Don’t worry about forgetting me, I wasn’t that much of an impact on your life anyway.” He sighs, looking to the sky “Those days… they are so far gone now aren’t they?”
"I don't care if I get hurt, I care if you get hurt. If you're h get hurt, it makes me mad beyond belief." She snarls
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"At least your having fun I suppose."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She opens her mouth. She appears to have no tongue, it having been cut out.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Well I don’t get two [gp]s if I get hurt, if you get hurt I’ll end up gettin myself hurt in some kind of revenge attempt.” He says, smiling softly.
She bristles "I'm possessive, and you getting hurt...." She stares up at him
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]