The door to the Evening is suddenly kicked open by a young man with chestnut brown hair. He pants heavily as a neon blue vicious liquid dribbles from the corner of his mouth. His slightly tanned face is etched in pain as he holds a wound on his shoulder with a gloved hand. He wears a long light blue and white trench coat, a black tank-top, a pair of baggy black pants, and blue and white sneakers. On his hip is a dual-bladed sword made from shining silver.
Outside a banging comes on the tavern door along with a gruff voice. "WE KNOW YOUR IN THERE REX! GIVE IT BACK OR WE'LL LOB YER HEAD OFF!".
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The creepy kid scuttles through a labyrinth of sludge-filled pipes, until they reach a larger chamber. There is a small hammock made from sack material, and a few crates littered about. There are rats everywhere. 'It's ok. He not food' the kid instructs the rats, who leave him be.
The creepy kid scuttles through a labyrinth of sludge-filled pipes, until they reach a larger chamber. There is a small hammock made from sack material, and a few crates littered about. There are rats everywhere. 'It's ok. He not food' the kid instructs the rats, who leave him be.
"Wonderful." Rex mutters to himself and sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
'Yes, it is. Safe down here.' He sits in the hammock, grinning weirdly. One of the rats comes closer to him, and he picks it up and strokes it.
"How old are you kid?" Rex askes and tilts his head to the side.
'I don't know. Years just sorta go by, don't they?' He's somewhere between 10 and 14, but as the years of living underground have taken their toll, it is hard to say
A creepy child-creature is sat hunched over in the tavern. He's unpleasantly slimy, and slightly resembles Gollum.
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The door to the Evening is suddenly kicked open by a young man with chestnut brown hair. He pants heavily as a neon blue vicious liquid dribbles from the corner of his mouth. His slightly tanned face is etched in pain as he holds a wound on his shoulder with a gloved hand. He wears a long light blue and white trench coat, a black tank-top, a pair of baggy black pants, and blue and white sneakers. On his hip is a dual-bladed sword made from shining silver.
Outside a banging comes on the tavern door along with a gruff voice. "WE KNOW YOUR IN THERE REX! GIVE IT BACK OR WE'LL LOB YER HEAD OFF!".
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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The creepy kid flinches away, then asks 'Ya need quick getaway?'
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"Perhaps.." He huffed and held the door in place so the attackers couldn't get in.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'This way!' The creepy kid grabs hold of his sleeve and pulls him through the tavern. He points down the latrine. 'Safe down there. Nice and safe'
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"How... Sure are you on that?" He asked, hesitating.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'Very sure. I know sewers like back of hand!' He points down, and looks ready to climb down himself.
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"Kid... That seems.., unsanitary..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'Typical surface dweller! Ya want quick getaway? Or ya want whatever ya running from to find ya?'
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Rex sighed and followed the kid downwards
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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The beast waits in the sewers, seemingly unaffected by the damp.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The creepy kid scuttles through a labyrinth of sludge-filled pipes, until they reach a larger chamber. There is a small hammock made from sack material, and a few crates littered about. There are rats everywhere. 'It's ok. He not food' the kid instructs the rats, who leave him be.
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Rex pulls out his sword, taken off guard by the beast
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Wonderful." Rex mutters to himself and sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'Yes, it is. Safe down here.' He sits in the hammock, grinning weirdly. One of the rats comes closer to him, and he picks it up and strokes it.
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'Hey! Nice down here, right?'
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It does not move or otherwise visibly respond. Its orange eyes flicker like candle flames in the dark.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"How old are you kid?" Rex askes and tilts his head to the side.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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As it doesn't move, Rex slowly calms down and sheathes his sword.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'I don't know. Years just sorta go by, don't they?' He's somewhere between 10 and 14, but as the years of living underground have taken their toll, it is hard to say
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