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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 1:37:41 GMT -5
OOC Just a 1x1 roleplay.
The Characters:
S'more's- Piper Rutherford | Agender | ~ 20 Piper is about average height, not all that tall but not short either. They stand at 5'5 exactly and have fluffy ginger hair that sort of just poofs and curls around their shoulders. They're Caucasian, with softbrown eyes and they're usually wearing a hat, they have soft white wings with some brown feathers mixed in. They're chill and laid back, they don't really care what you think of them, just there to relax and go with the flow.
Valk's - Mikael "Mika" Cyans | Male | ~ 22 Mika stands roughly 5'7" with dark brown skin and near-black hair grown long and tied back. He has brown eyes, and he tends wear glasses when he's on the ground. He has a set of wings covered in various shades of brown feathers with a white stripe patterning on the underside of either wing. The feathers grow across his back and connect at his spine, though they don't appear to grow anywhere else. He tries to wear loose clothing and jackets to hide himself when around other people. Mika's a gentle soul, but his suspicion and nervous nature tend to make it difficult for him to really be friendly with others.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 1:40:41 GMT -5
Hello do you want me to write my character out like yours or rp it?)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 1:43:15 GMT -5
OOC Yes pls, I'm gonna be using Piper. Want me to post their form again here?
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 1:50:23 GMT -5
(That'd be appreciated I'll get my character up right way. Also, which role would you prefer? The crashlander, or the other?)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 1:52:10 GMT -5
OOC The other, I feel like Piper would be better in that role.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 2:01:01 GMT -5
(Alright Here's my character for crashlander then.) Mikael "Mika" Cyans | Male | ~22 Mika stands roughly 5'7" with dark brown skin and near-black hair grown long and tied back. He has brown eyes, and he tends wear glasses when he's on the ground. He has a set of wings covered in various shades of brown feathers with a white stripe patterning on the underside of either wing. The feathers grow across his back and connect at his spine, though they don't appear to grow anywhere else. He tries to wear loose clothing and jackets to hide himself when around other people. Mika's a gentle soul, but his suspicion and nervous nature tend to make it difficult for him to really be friendly with others.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 2:02:34 GMT -5
OOC Alright awesome, you wanna post a starter?
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 2:07:28 GMT -5
(Sure, just one moment ^^)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 2:09:44 GMT -5
OOC Alright. :3
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 2:19:51 GMT -5
(MY CAT JUST REJECTED ME!!! ;0; )
Mika had been struggling to keep himself airborne for most of the night. As the first rays of light lifted over the horizon, he was more or less forced to descend. He couldn't risk being seen flying so low this near a human settlement. That, and the pain in his leg had started to act up again. The wound wasn't bleeding anymore as far as he could tell, but the make-shift bandage he'd set up probably wouldn't hold much longer. He needed to clean it properly still, the leaf-waste and dirt from the forest floor was still present on his clothing and skin. There was no doubt it had gotten into the bandages and wound.
He moved downward, looking for a place where he'd be least likely to be seen before he could hide his wings away in his coat. At this point, he was practically on the edge of what looked to be a fair-sized city. His wings ached from the careful descent, pushing him to forget his caution and land. He was still afraid of being seen, but who would believe any witnesses, right? It had to be too far-fetched. He convinced himself that taking a back alley as a landing point was probably the best option. As he neared the ground, he tucked his wings and landed heavily on his feet, hissing in pain as his wound was disturbed. Bad idea!
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 2:32:00 GMT -5
OOC Darn cats. Lol.
IC Piper was actually just...taking out the trash. Usually they were better at hiding their wings and all, but the thing is, they were really tired, and they just forgot to grab their coat. It would be fine though, it was late, it wasn't like a lot of people were out and about anyhow. So there they were, in their pajamas, fluffy white and brown wings resting behind them as they lugged a large black trash bag that was obviously very full of junk, out to the dumpster in the alleyway beside they're apartment. Piper lived in the bottom apartment, the one actually underground. Which was sort of ironic, considering the wings and all.
Anyways, back to the point, Piper dragged the garbage over to the dumpster and opened it up, quickly thrusting the trash inside and brushing their hands off after, humming quietly to themselves as they started back to the apartment door before anyone actually got a good look at the pair of fluffy feathered wings behind them.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 2:43:21 GMT -5
(He was getting treats from my roommate and i tried to pet him but he ignored me for the snacks!)
Mika heard the sound of a dumpster opening nearby and he startled, starting to move back toward the end of the alley. As soon as he placed weight on his bad leg, he stumbled badly. His balance was gone and he couldn't regain it in time to avoid falling back into one of the empty cardboard boxes left for trash pick up. It fell and both he and the box ended up on the ground. He winced and gave a frustrated sigh. It would be hard to get back in the air without a running start. That couldn't be his biggest worry right now, someone was nearby!
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 2:47:11 GMT -5
OOC Honestly though, my cats would do that too.
IC Piper paused as they heard the noise and instantly swerved to focus on the back of the alleyway, stalking over anything less than quiet, since they just weren't much of a quiet person. It took a moment but they soon realized there was a person there. "Hey you okay?" Piper asked, walking over to help the poor person get up. They really didn't care who you were or if you were dangerous, they were just going to help.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 2:47:55 GMT -5
OOC Btw I gotta go for the night, I'm exhausted. But I'll reply tomorrow.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 2:58:31 GMT -5
(It's all good See you tomorrow) Mika couldn't help but to move himself back when they approached. He wasn't keen on offering his trust easily, especially right now. But it didn't feel like he had much of a choice. He was stuck here until he found a solution for his leg and to get back in the air. He watched with a cautious eye, looking from them to the entrance of the alley. There didn't seem to be anyone else. "Not really..." He admitted quietly. He regretted it immediately, wishing he could have at least pretended he could get by on his own.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 10:19:42 GMT -5
OOC Morning.
IC They nodded and held out a hand for him. "I don't usually find people struggling to get out of the trash-" Piper paused when they noticed some...feathers from behind him. That wasn't right...could he actually be an avian person...like them? "You have feathers," they added, eyes locked down over to where they could spot the feathers and all. It had to be another. Well that was exciting, and if it wasn't cotton candy, art and or art supplies, hats, or swirly straws, they hardly ever got this excited for something. Most of the the time, Piper was just...chill.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 13:48:25 GMT -5
Mika had started to reach for their hand, but he stopped at their observation. "No I don't." He mumbled, withdrawing his hand back. He wanted to look back and make sure that he'd covered his wings correctly but that would only hint more to his lie. His eyes instead went to the entrance of the alleyway. No one else was coming any time soon, he hoped. He needed to get out of this situation some how. But how? He couldn't stand on his own, which mean he couldn't take off. He'd be stuck traveling on the ground until he healed enough.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 13:56:44 GMT -5
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IC "Yes you do," Piper told him, before they got an idea and smiled, turning around slightly to flutter their own wings. "I do too though, see, they're fluffy," they went over before turning back around and offering their hand again. "I didn't really think there were others, don't lie again though, it's clear you have wings," they added with a slightly pointed stare, still honestly impressed that they had come across someone else with wings, even if he did keep trying to deny it.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 15:17:51 GMT -5
"I'm not..." Mika started to argue, but he silenced quickly. He was tired and he didn't want to draw attention. He didn't feel like he had to lie about his wings if they had them too, but what if they were with someone he couldn't trust? What if they weren't and they were genuinely trying to be helpful? They said they didn't know of any others... well, he hadn't really met anyone else either, but still. His thoughts felt a little jumbled, but that might have been from flying all night and then the shock of being found out. "I can't stay out here..." He mumbled out loud.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 15:23:03 GMT -5
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IC "Right, lets get you inside," Piper suggested, helping him up. "I live in one of the apartments, we'll get you inside and then uh...maybe we can go over some stuff, you look hurt," they confessed, hoping that he would behave and come along since they weren't really in any mood to deal with someone stubborn. "I'm Piper, by the way. Piper Rutherford," they added, starting back to their apartment.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 15:31:53 GMT -5
Mika gave a small nod, this time accepting the hand up. As hard as he'd tried to hide it, he was still hurt and he was unlikely to succeed in taking care of himself unaided. Again, he stumbled on his bad leg, but he managed to keep himself from falling over again. He knew it wasn't a matter of bone, he would have known if it was broken (and have been much louder about it). If it wasn't broken, he could make himself stand on it. It was just everything else that hurt. He moved with Piper toward their apartment, quietly answering their introduction. "Mika. Thank you."
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 15:32:05 GMT -5
(Heading out to test some games, be back later.)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 15:42:13 GMT -5
OOC Alright.
IC "Nice to meet you Mika," Piper told him as they opened the door to their apartment and walked in, it really wasn't big, only had one bedroom, bathroom, and then a main room that had a kitchen, dining room, and living space. "So what happened?" They asked, glancing over at Mika with a curious look in their eyes as they beckoned him inside the small living space. They really didn't spend too much time here...though that didn't stop it from being a mess in there.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 20:33:26 GMT -5
"I'm not sure entirely..." Mika admitted, turning his head a few times to look around the room. It was a little cluttered to him, since he spent most of his time outside and all, but it still seemed homey enough. He looked back to them briefly, uncertain how to organize his thoughts to explain what happened. It had all kind of happened so quickly. "Can I have a bit to relax and then try to explain?" He asked.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 20:42:08 GMT -5
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IC Piper had already entered the kitchen and pulled out stuff to make coffee when Mika spoke up and they turned to look over at him, giving a smile. "Oh yeah, take as long as you need. Im gonna make some coffee though, did you want some?" They asked, looking back over to the bag of beans they had with them and then to the coffee maker, yeah they practically lived off of this stuff, it wasn't healthy.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 21:18:48 GMT -5
Mika shook his head. "No, thank you." He replied quietly. He moved over carefully, having to use the wall and furniture to keep himself up right. Finally he reached the couch and sat himself down, unable to keep himself from releasing a tired sigh. He could have just fallen asleep here. He couldn't afford to yet. He sat forward, pulling up his pant leg to inspect the wound. The marks wound around his leg from his ankle up to his knee. There were still pieces of broken wire caught in his skin. He'd need to be careful removing them or he might cut his fingers too...
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 21:25:48 GMT -5
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IC "Alrighty then," Piper said as they got the coffee ready for themselves and walked over to lean over the top of the couch, not really having much care for personal space. "Yikes man, that looks pretty bad," they commented casually, honestly Piper just didn't get passionate about most things and had a pretty neutral opinion on thing, they were stable at least, even if sometimes it did come off as uncaring or something of the other.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 27, 2017 21:33:53 GMT -5
Mika almost hid the marks on his leg at their comment. "Sort of... It's improved since it happened but... do you have tweezers or anything? Numbing medicine or disinfectant?" He asked. He could take care of it himself, he just needed a proper setting to do so. He felt bad asking for supplies, but he couldn't think where else to find what he needed.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 27, 2017 21:47:12 GMT -5
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IC "Probably somewhere, I'll go look," Piper offered as they got up and left into the bathroom, browsing the shelves behind the mirror before they found what they were looking for and walked back out holding a purple container full of first aid kit stuff. "Kay, I got what I've got in my bathroom, this is probably all I have for stuff like this...What do you think you need?" They asked, looking over at the back of the couch.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jan 28, 2017 10:53:45 GMT -5
Mika went over the list in his head before stating them outloud. "Clean bandages, disinfectant, tweezers, maybe numbing medicine." He couldn't think of anything else. From what he could tell, he seemed to heal pretty quickly. This sort of thing would have him down for a week, maybe two if he wasn't careful. He started removing the rest of the make-shift bandage from his leg, setting it in a pile beside his foot. He'd toss it as soon as he got around to asking where the trashcan was.
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