The Bookwyrm Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 15 hours ago, InfiniteInsanity said: Insa shrugged. "I have no idea. I don't have any connection to her except magic anymore. We were gonna put her in the prison thingy and..." Her eyes widened too. "What are you trying to say?" Bookwyrm met her eyes. "She's gone. Escaped." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
InfiniteInsanity Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 22 minutes ago, The Bookwyrm said: Bookwyrm met her eyes. "She's gone. Escaped." "Okay so..... we need to find her." Insa frowned. "And we need to figure out how long its been. Maybe we can work backwards?" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoyalBeeMage Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 6 minutes ago, InfiniteInsanity said: "Okay so..... we need to find her." Insa frowned. "And we need to figure out how long its been. Maybe we can work backwards?" "who has excaped?" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 3 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "who has excaped?" Quote That's somewhere else 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just_a_Fan Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 (edited) for the sake of comic relief, the fan turns into a suit of armor w/ a comically long sword, the contents of which being unknown. the fan then wanders around, looking for a fight, out of boredom. edit: Edited February 29 by Just_a_Fan 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 6 minutes ago, Just_a_Fan said: for the sake of comic relief, the fan turns into a suit of armor w/ a comically long sword, the contents of which being unknown. the fan then wanders around, looking for a fight, out of boredom. edit: Quote I'll entertain you for now, but this character will disappear once this is over A red tail hawk sat in the rafters above the fan. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just_a_Fan Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 (edited) the fan-now-knight parkours up to the bird. he states (in morse code:) "hello, my name is tortellini the 0^0th. you-..." the knight looks at a notepad, then looks back at the hawk. "you're the business partner of the avian who stole my great-grandpa's storming culmination of his very existence. prepare to fry." the knight then casts a wind spell. Edited February 29 by Just_a_Fan 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Bookwyrm Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 (edited) 5 hours ago, InfiniteInsanity said: "Okay so..... we need to find her." Insa frowned. "And we need to figure out how long its been. Maybe we can work backwards?" "That might not even work," Bookwyrm said as he stretched out his senses. "I'm not recognizing the dimensions surrounding this one. It's like...it moved. I don't know where we are." He shivered in the cold air. Edited February 29 by The Bookwyrm 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 25 minutes ago, Just_a_Fan said: the fan-now-knight parkours up to the bird. he states (in morse code:) "hello, my name is tortellini the 0^0th. you-..." the knight looks at a notepad, then looks back at the hawk. "you're the business partner of the avian who stole my great-grandpa's storming culmination of his very existence. prepare to fry." the knight then casts a wind spell. The hawk flew away before the spell could take effect. Its claws dug into the chinks in the fan's armor and began to peck at its helmet. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just_a_Fan Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 the knight yeets himself off the rafters, rolling to avoid fall damage, then counterstrikes the bird. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 42 minutes ago, Just_a_Fan said: the knight yeets himself off the rafters, rolling to avoid fall damage, then counterstrikes the bird. The hawk could fly. It dodged easily. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Aspiring Archivist Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 Quote 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 17 hours ago, Spark of Hope said: Aventine was not so easily convinced. “Are you friendly?” she whispered. @The Aspiring Archivist 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Aspiring Archivist Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 Just now, Spark of Hope said: @The Aspiring Archivist Quote I saw that, and said there was no response. But are they still all at the infirmary? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: Quote Thought that was to Pic... and yes 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Aspiring Archivist Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said: Quote Okay. I'll hold off for a bit... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheRavenHasLanded Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 Jar Man pulls out another pipe. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 33 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: Quote Ave does have to be there for another in-game day so 25 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said: Jar Man pulls out another pipe. She threw a pillow at him. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 In the lobby of the entrance, Tal was reading a book. It was quiet, peaceful. It was home. Wasn't it? He shook his head, trying to keep reading, but he suddenly couldn't focus on the words. What did stories matter, anyway? Was there any point in them? He'd never cared about books before he came here. Then he'd fallen into them, letting them become a safe haven, a distraction... A replacement. A replacement for a person he'd never get back. He slammed his book shut, breathing deeply, trying to keep the panic at bay. No, no, no. He wasn't that person. He didn't need to remember, not here. Here, he was just Tal, just the doorman. He didn't need more than that, didn't want more than that. He knew it. But...but that didn't take the hurt away. Tal took another breath, opening a drawer and revealing dozens of keys. Keys in every color, shape, and size. Magical keys. Ordinary keys. Keys carved from wood, or something that resembled it. Each a work of art, in its own way. Each able to open a door, to give a home to a person who had come to the Clinic seeking one. He felt the cool metal of the key that hung around his neck. A promise that he belonged. A promise that he was safe. A promise that others were safe from him. He ran his hands through the drawer before eventually closing it. From another drawer, he pulled a map. Unfinished, but still extensive and up to date. He stared at it for a long moment, then put it back and stood up. A walk would clear his head. Maybe some chouta. A reminder of what he had found, rather than what he had lost. Picking up his book, Tal smiled and began to wander the place he called home. Quote ...I just wanted to write something xD, y'all can ignore this unless someone needs an interaction 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 24 minutes ago, Edema Rue said: In the lobby of the entrance, Tal was reading a book. It was quiet, peaceful. It was home. Wasn't it? He shook his head, trying to keep reading, but he suddenly couldn't focus on the words. What did stories matter, anyway? Was there any point in them? He'd never cared about books before he came here. Then he'd fallen into them, letting them become a safe haven, a distraction... A replacement. A replacement for a person he'd never get back. He slammed his book shut, breathing deeply, trying to keep the panic at bay. No, no, no. He wasn't that person. He didn't need to remember, not here. Here, he was just Tal, just the doorman. He didn't need more than that, didn't want more than that. He knew it. But...but that didn't take the hurt away. Tal took another breath, opening a drawer and revealing dozens of keys. Keys in every color, shape, and size. Magical keys. Ordinary keys. Keys carved from wood, or something that resembled it. Each a work of art, in its own way. Each able to open a door, to give a home to a person who had come to the Clinic seeking one. He felt the cool metal of the key that hung around his neck. A promise that he belonged. A promise that he was safe. A promise that others were safe from him. He ran his hands through the drawer before eventually closing it. From another drawer, he pulled a map. Unfinished, but still extensive and up to date. He stared at it for a long moment, then put it back and stood up. A walk would clear his head. Maybe some chouta. A reminder of what he had found, rather than what he had lost. Picking up his book, Tal smiled and began to wander the place he called home. Quote My. Word. This is amazingly well written 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoyalBeeMage Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 1 hour ago, TheRavenHasLanded said: Jar Man pulls out another pipe. "maby choose something else." 1 hour ago, Spark of Hope said: She threw a pillow at him. "good choice." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cash67 Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 (edited) 8 hours ago, Spark of Hope said: 8 hours ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "who has excaped?" Quote They are somewhere else. Not in clinic. 5 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "maby choose something else." "good choice." Pic composed himself, then blurted out, “What the heck was that thing?! It felt as if my very essence was being taken away, as if I couldn’t speak, as if I would never…” His voice trailed off as he paced, working off the adrenaline that had suddenly appeared. He picked up the pillow that had been thrown on the ground and threw it (maybe a little too hard) back at Aventine as he paced. @The Aspiring Archivist @InfiniteInsanity @InvisibIe Edited February 29 by Cash67 PILLOW 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 20 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "maby choose something else." "good choice." “Thank you.” 16 minutes ago, Cash67 said: Pic composed himself, then blurted out, “What the heck was that thing?! It felt as if my very essence was being taken away, as if I couldn’t speak, as if I would never…” His voice trailed off as he paced, working off the adrenaline that had suddenly appeared. He picked up the pillow that had been thrown on the ground and threw it (maybe a little too hard) back at Aventine as he paced. @The Aspiring Archivist @InfiniteInsanity @InvisibIe It whapped her in the face. “Thank you,” she said sarcastically. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoyalBeeMage Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 18 minutes ago, Cash67 said: Pic composed himself, then blurted out, “What the heck was that thing?! It felt as if my very essence was being taken away, as if I couldn’t speak, as if I would never…” His voice trailed off as he paced, working off the adrenaline that had suddenly appeared. He picked up the pillow that had been thrown on the ground and threw it (maybe a little too hard) back at Aventine as he paced. @The Aspiring Archivist @InfiniteInsanity @InvisibIe "i felt the same. i have no idea what it was." Quote oops. i thought that infiniteinsanity had replied to i think it was the whole high raven recently 1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said: “Thank you.” It whapped her in the face. “Thank you,” she said sarcastically. "no problem." roy said grabbing the pillo and throwing it back at pic 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cash67 Posted February 29 Report Share Posted February 29 14 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said: “Thank you.” It whapped her in the face. “Thank you,” she said sarcastically. 12 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "i felt the same. i have no idea what it was." "no problem." roy said grabbing the pillo and throwing it back at pic Pic kept pacing and humming to himself. As the pillow flew at him, Pic absentmindedly waved his hand, and five lines of light looped around Pic as he hummed a quick descending note. The pillow ran along this loop and was hurled back at Roy at a greater speed. Pic seemed unaware that any of this had happened. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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