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Post by snow on Dec 30, 2016 18:03:59 GMT -5
(I'm back! I might be disappearing again later tonight to go to Costco though *eye roll* that always takes like 5 hours)
Surprised that the nymph had actually backed up, Xanthe flinched when it lifted its hands. He didn't understand its gargled speech, but it seemed enthusiastic, and its sharp-toothed smile scared him. A lot. If it decided to tackle him again, well- the nymph was stronger than Xanthe and could probably drag him to its pond, wherever that was. "I don't understand you but you've got to leave me alone!" He told it, fear tinging his deep voices. "I'll burn you again, don't touch me," He said, backing away from it. The spots where the nymph had touched him were still dull and splotchy, like tarnished jewelry. Realizing that he had backed himself into the wall, Xanthe shuddered at the thought of its cool skin on his again, or water filling his lungs.
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Post by Ace on Dec 30, 2016 19:24:33 GMT -5
Shafer watched the fear flicker over his obsession's face in waves and he honestly appreciated it so much. He bounced in place ever so slightly, hands coming down to toy with the strips of leather hanging off his arm bands in an attempt to release some of the pent up energy he was actually doing quite the amazing job of holding in. Though he would probably explode any second now. The nymph found himself unable to piece together anything more of what the demon said, especially with how frantically he was talking. "I'd really love to take you apart and see what makes you so shiny~" Shafer swooned as he took a large step forward. His claws had let go of the leather at this point and were instead reaching for the demon. He managed to land one hand on his arm before he abruptly pulled back with a pained chirp and stared down at the scorch marks in shock. Without the adrenaline, that really did hurt.
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Post by Ace on Dec 30, 2016 19:41:10 GMT -5
also if you wanted to listen to something of shafer's Borderline - Vanic X Tove Styrke ))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 30, 2016 19:42:19 GMT -5
πOOC π I'm still looking for songs that fit my characters in this one. Until then, I lurk.
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Post by snow on Dec 30, 2016 19:51:35 GMT -5
Xanthe, who was pressing himself against the wall and pretty sure he was about to die, almost laughed when it burnt itself. Serves it right! He thought triumphantly. But it was a fleeting victory. His own arm hurt too. He reached up a hand to cover the dull skin, trying to bring warmth back. "I told you," He said, knowing it couldn't understand him anyway. He shifted slightly to the side, wondering if he could bolt without it catching him.
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Post by Ace on Dec 30, 2016 19:57:56 GMT -5
I mean. I'm just looking for songs that fit Shafer in general. It's actually a lot harder to find music for Nymph!Shafer than the human one Life gets complicated when you can't speak a human language, who would've thought))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 30, 2016 20:01:17 GMT -5
πOOC π I imagine it would be hard. The brothers almost always are changing though so they need pretty specific songs. I just really like finding songs for my characters.
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Post by snow on Dec 30, 2016 20:01:50 GMT -5
(I'm listening to it now! Yeah I try to find songs that have the overall sound or at least a couple of lines that remind me. Like with magnetic its just the vibe and the voice changing that remind me of Xanthe. With stay gold its that the actual lyrics fit him really well. I also listen to a lot of marina/halsey mashups while writing him LOL)
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Post by lordgwyn1 on Dec 30, 2016 21:53:16 GMT -5
Xavier walked out of the house, feeling the sunshine warm his skin. He stretched as he walked, tripped on the doorway, and began careening down towards the ground. In a moment of terror, he flung his hands out in front of him. A cloud of smoke enveloped him and he found himself ten feet in the air, right next to some very strange looking people. As he fell, he contemplated why a demon was here, and why he seemed afraid of a water nymph. He didn't have much time to think on it though, as with a loud THUD he landed inches from them. Collecting himself hurriedly, he apologized:
"Uh...i...yeah, sorry about that."
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Post by ππππππ ππππ on Dec 30, 2016 22:31:02 GMT -5
Holliday looked up as a boy crash landed in the courtyard. He practically barked in excitement, and knew he finally had a job to do. Good. Distractions from the rest of this way was a good idea. These people were insane, and he hoped to god the new kid was less weird than the rest of the bunch. And that meant a lot coming from the weird kid!! "Hiya! I'm Holliday. Welcome to Foster's Home!" And then Holliday forgot how to people all together. Despite being inundated with what could happen when someone is thrown into a terrible situation, he forgot all sense of sympathy and just sort of vomited out the next words. "You being here means your parents are dead!!" Too cheery. Way too cheery. Way to go, Holliday. You are really doing great with this whole making friends thing.
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Post by lordgwyn1 on Dec 30, 2016 22:41:22 GMT -5
Xavier was quiet a moment, studying the new face. A quick smile formed as he realized that Holliday didn't mean to offend, he was just awkward. His hand extended, Xavier replied, "Hey, I'm Xavier-" But as he began to speak, San the bat flew right past Holliday's head and perched on Xavier's shoulder, a smug look on his face. "...and this is San. Hope he didn't scare you."
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Post by Ace on Dec 31, 2016 1:12:55 GMT -5
Xanthe, who was pressing himself against the wall and pretty sure he was about to die, almost laughed when it burnt itself. Serves it right! He thought triumphantly. But it was a fleeting victory. His own arm hurt too. He reached up a hand to cover the dull skin, trying to bring warmth back. "I told you," He said, knowing it couldn't understand him anyway. He shifted slightly to the side, wondering if he could bolt without it catching him. Shafer glared up at the demon, plush lower lip trembling with his pout. He flicked his attention back and forth between his wounded hand and the other nymph's arm as he listened to him talk in that terrifyingly interesting voice of his. Not that it was too pleasant but pretty much anything this guy did was wildly fascinating to Shafer. "You're kind of a jerk," he growled out just before something came careening out of the sky and landed directly beside him. He tripped over himself in his haste to get away but managed to stay upright. "Not okay! Holy-ve! Get rid of it!"
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Post by snow on Dec 31, 2016 11:52:36 GMT -5
Xanthe jumped, startled by the thing crashing from the sky- could this place seriously get any weirder?- but seeing as the nymph was in a worse state, he took it as a sign and bolted. He didn't know if it was faster than him or not, or even if it would chase him at all, but Xanthe ran blindly towards the forest. Hopefully the element of surprise would give him time to hide.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 31, 2016 12:01:34 GMT -5
πOOC π Morning everyone! I drew squirrel Norman because why not?
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Post by snow on Dec 31, 2016 12:29:18 GMT -5
(post it! i've been working on a mood board for xanthe lol but it's def not ready)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 31, 2016 12:31:43 GMT -5
πOOC π Alright, I'll post it. Now I gotta draw him in his other form and then his brothers and stuff.
Here is squirrel Norman: not yet colored in.
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Post by snow on Dec 31, 2016 12:40:05 GMT -5
(LOL someone needs to make an alvin and the chipmunks joke in front of him)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 31, 2016 12:47:31 GMT -5
πOOC π He would probably get so mad. Like no. He is a squirrel, not some chipmunk! No wait...he is not some squirrel, he is a human! Poor little squirrel would definitely throw a fit.
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Post by Ace on Dec 31, 2016 20:26:03 GMT -5
He's perfect.
Also I got off work at 3 and then decided to walk home instead of getting a ride tell me why I did that It's 5:25 I just got home my hands are frozen tell me why i did that))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 31, 2016 20:28:19 GMT -5
OOC Cause you're crazy. Seriously, go warm up in a blanket.
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Post by Ace on Dec 31, 2016 20:29:58 GMT -5
You're so smart this is why I married you I'm gonna put sweatpants on now.))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 31, 2016 20:32:08 GMT -5
OOC Yes, go do that. Spidey is here for a reason. You haven't married me.
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Post by snow on Dec 31, 2016 20:55:26 GMT -5
(Lmao it's hot here... And also like two hours later than it is wherever you are)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 31, 2016 20:56:39 GMT -5
OOC It's freezing and foggy here tbh. Which is why I prefer to stay indoors. Wrapped up in my heated blanket.
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Post by Ace on Dec 31, 2016 21:27:54 GMT -5
Xanthe jumped, startled by the thing crashing from the sky- could this place seriously get any weirder?- but seeing as the nymph was in a worse state, he took it as a sign and bolted. He didn't know if it was faster than him or not, or even if it would chase him at all, but Xanthe ran blindly towards the forest. Hopefully the element of surprise would give him time to hide. Shafer took it very personally when his demon started off, little canines digging into his lip viciously as he tried to hold back the whine of loss that began to build in his chest. His cheeks puffed with an angry huff before he ran after him, working harder in the first five seconds of that than he had in the past three days. Now he wasn't a land creature by any means and he was a bit clumsy whenever in the air but he spent his entire life screwing around with an older brother, wrestling and sprinting through water, so what he lacked in speed, he made up for in pure determination and stamina. How dare his demon run from him. Just plain rude, honestly.
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Post by snow on Jan 1, 2017 3:10:43 GMT -5
(Sorry it took me so long to respond! My family is pretty into New Years Eve)
Xanthe wouldn't risk glancing back as he ran, in case shark-like teeth were (as he imagined) snapping at his hair. Hundreds of years in the fortress hadn't required much physical activity, so his breathing was ragged. Pure fear and adrenaline was the only thing that kept him running fast, feet slapping the grass and leaving pale yellow footprints. Xanthe reached the first line of trees and collapsed against one, chest heaving. He looked up through a curtain of his own hair, wheezing painfully, only to see that the nymph had chased him and it was closing in fast. Unable to breath or run any further, he moaned in defeat and slid to the base of the trunk. Xanthe curled up and buried his face in his arms as he prepared for his inevitable, probably slow and agonizing death. Maybe he'll try to eat me fast and get his inside boiled.
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Post by Ace on Jan 1, 2017 3:22:13 GMT -5
my familys not i just spent new years on my couch with a box of cookies and Friends. not my actual friends. the show Friends. ))
Shafer was kind of having a fun time though. Which might've had something to do with the fact that he thought this whole thing was a game and his demon was just playing around. The idea that someone was actually fearing for their lives because of him. It wasn't something he'd ever come across before and it should never be brought to his attention. The nymph continued, bounding through the field like the disney princess he was until he got to the treeline. He stopped abruptly (or as abruptly as he was capable, having been going full throttle seconds before) and stared down at his newest project, an odd expression painting his features. He looked like he pitied him. "My name's Shafer." He gestured to himself as he pronounced his name.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Jan 1, 2017 3:26:20 GMT -5
OOC I was forced to play games. It wasn't all that fun. Happy New Year to everyone though.
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Post by snow on Jan 1, 2017 3:47:33 GMT -5
(Ack none of my friends would hang out with me, it was kind of a bummer. I just hung around my uncle's house and then went home and watched my sisters do fireworks. Somehow all of that equated a solid nine hours of activity)
"Please," Xanthe groaned, "Just kill me fast." For all he knew within the cover of his hair and arms, the nymph was licking its lips and considering the best ways to skin a fire demon without getting burnt. Xanthe definitely wasn't imagining that it was feeling sorry for him. But when the nymph spoke after a few seconds, Xanthe lifted his head slightly and brushed the hair from his eyes. Its eyes, unlike his own glowing ones, looked like black pools. Xanthe shuddered. "Aren't you going to kill me?" He asked quietly. "Drown me in a pool or rip me up and burn your jaw off?"
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Post by Ace on Jan 1, 2017 4:05:32 GMT -5
That sounds. Exciting. I actually hate fireworks ^^' not for any good reason, i just associate them with the cold and awkward family events))
Shafer stared at the demon for another solid ten seconds of pure silence before he gave a heavy sigh, which was probably the most human thing he'd done up to date. He still couldn't understand the other. He was talking too fast, there was too much sobbing in his tone, and the nymph couldn't think through his own excitement long enough to translate anything or even relate similar words to his own language. So he just gestured to himself, a little more forcefully this time, made full-on eye contact (though it was kind of hard to tell where Shafer was looking in the first place), and enunciated his name with enough dramatic preciseness to almost be considered sarcastic. "Sh-a-fe-r."
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