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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:36:50 GMT -5
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Post by feign on Nov 13, 2016 20:38:22 GMT -5
YOU HAVE ALWAYS WORN YOUR FLAWS UPON YOUR SLEEVE β who do you feel like using? )) 000 words. tagged.
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Post by Ace on Nov 13, 2016 20:38:38 GMT -5
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IC More talk about the Kry guy...who according to Reylin likes his second rabbit. NOT Okay in the slightest. He wrapped his arm around Shafer's waist and pulled him closer again. "I think we'll just go eat somewhere else," he explained, not wanting to go anywhere near this Kry guy at all, even if he was a little bit curious as to who the freaking heck this guy was.
"Wanna know what I think?" "No." "I think that you're going to come eat with us or I am going to follow you wherever else you decide to go." Reylin gave that eerily cheerful smile of his and once again patted his legs. "Now let's go." Shafer leaned into Alistair and gave a loud sigh as he looked up at him, obviously not willing or capable of making this decision for himself.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:38:44 GMT -5
OOC Tbh I dunno, you?
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Post by feign on Nov 13, 2016 20:40:59 GMT -5
YOU HAVE ALWAYS WORN YOUR FLAWS UPON YOUR SLEEVE β i dunno, hmm- maybe wesley?? or one of my new characters? idk really, i'm up for anyone )) 000 words. tagged.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:41:55 GMT -5
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IC "...fine," Alistair agreed and walked over to Reylin, alert as his ears stuck straight up and he refused to let go of Shafer, he was already hanging out with criminals tomorrow, why not add more to that list? Besides, he doubted they were getting out of this anyways...but those looks he swore the pandas were giving him really didn't help him feel good about this, not in the slightest.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:42:53 GMT -5
YOU HAVE ALWAYS WORN YOUR FLAWS UPON YOUR SLEEVE β i dunno, hmm- maybe wesley?? or one of my new characters? idk really, i'm up for anyone )) 000 words. tagged. OOC I'd kinda like to use Rylan tbh, or maybe a newer character.
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Post by feign on Nov 13, 2016 20:43:53 GMT -5
YOU HAVE ALWAYS WORN YOUR FLAWS UPON YOUR SLEEVE β i dunno, hmm- maybe wesley?? or one of my new characters? idk really, i'm up for anyone )) 000 words. tagged. OOC I'd kinda like to use Rylan tbh, or maybe a newer character.
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YOU HAVE ALWAYS WORN YOUR FLAWS UPON YOUR SLEEVE β i could use romulus in that case, or one of my new characters )) 000 words. tagged.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 13, 2016 20:44:08 GMT -5
Ididn'tbutnow....wow Like, the most likely out of them is NormanxIves, but that is a maybe on the list. The next closest one om the list I could see is TyxSonny, but Ty is dating Cat at the moment....)) OOC Like I could have her ship NormanxIves, and she could flip out if it became canon. Then true given time TyxSonny could possibly maybe become canon, but that's quite far off from possible right now.
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yeah... oi. shipping is so hard and ends in so much disappointment unless it comes true.))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:44:42 GMT -5
OOC Maybe Romulus then?
Hey, at least she has her fanfiction.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 13, 2016 20:47:35 GMT -5
yeah. at least she has her fanfiction.))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:48:13 GMT -5
OOC Which I would totally read. I'll probably have someone read some of it out loud at some point.
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Post by Starberry on Nov 13, 2016 20:50:04 GMT -5
(Blaze is 18) Anthony had to pause for a bit while counting in his mind. "A few months, I think 3,4, or 5." He said at last "Aww, so you probably miss her a lot. I would offer to help, but my sister would complain. She thinks she is still hungry even though we were just kicked out of a restaurant nearby, silly right? She has a bad habit picking fights."Anthony simply nodded at that. He didn't want to insult anybody too much in public, and from the sister's description, she seemed to get angry pretty easily. However, the 'silly' sister didn't seem to say anything yet even as her sister called her silly, so he figured agreeing wouldn't hurt too much, which was why he nodded
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Post by Ace on Nov 13, 2016 20:50:31 GMT -5
Shafer, honestly, kind of liked the pandas. They were cute. And stupid, apparently. Like really dumb. But that was alright. He could relate. He swallowed harshly when Alistair agreed and obediently stumbled after him. Reylin, on the other hand, looked absolutely delighted. "Oh, just brilliant~ Alright, we're at the end, the big table. Cause there's like ten of us." Reylin lead the way with that annoyingly confident stride of his. He strolled up to the table and gestured to the two behind him grandly. "Look what I found! Alright so, Ellaway, I'm gonna need you to move down one, Shafer sits next to the boss man." Said boss man looked rather unimpressed with the entire situation. Until his dark eyes fell on Shafer. The corner of his mouth twitched up in a smile and he leaned forward to rest his elbows on the table. "Yes, Shafer sits next to the boss man." He rumbled in agreement after giving Alistair a somewhat amused look, though it was hard to tell, considering that his eyes were black. Not just the irises, but everything. His eyes didn't have any whites.
So the seating arrangement is basically. Kryotic's at the head, there are two now empty seats on either side of him, and then the table is filled from then on to the end. So basically, both Shafer and Alistair get to sit next to the boss man and not each other. Across from each other though, so it's something.))
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Post by feign on Nov 13, 2016 20:53:13 GMT -5
YOU HAVE ALWAYS WORN YOUR FLAWS UPON YOUR SLEEVE β sure! do you want me to start or do you want to start? )) 000 words. tagged.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 13, 2016 20:54:42 GMT -5
That would be fun.))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:57:16 GMT -5
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IC Alistair instantly regretted this, he could already tell that he didn't like this guy, not one bit and he really wished he had just never even suggested this place, if he had suggested some ransom Chinese place that wasn't this one, this wouldn't be happening, however as it appeared, he had no choice at this point and moved to the other open seat and sat down, looking over everyone at the table with all his defenses up. However he didn't say a thing, just sat there and tried his best to ignore the pandas.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 20:58:12 GMT -5
OOC Could you start?
Also Creamy, did you wanna roleplay?
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 13, 2016 21:02:42 GMT -5
Ay. Yes I do.))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 21:03:02 GMT -5
OOC Awesome, with who?
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Post by Ace on Nov 13, 2016 21:03:34 GMT -5
Shafer took a seat across from Alistair and sent him a reassuring look. He wasn't half as uncomfortable now as the rabbit looked. Like yeah, this kind of sucked, but he liked it. The head of the table. Next to the boss man. Having his adoring eyes on him. Like he belonged or something equally sad. He just didn't want to fall into the role of the empress right in front of Alistair. Not yet, at least. "Hello, Kryotic." "Hello, Shafer. Who's your friend?" "This is my boyfriend, Alistair," Reylin snickered from where he was settling down on Shafer's other side. He was promptly ignored, though earned a few looks from the others at the table. The one he sent back should've been enough to illustrate the situation. "Hello, Alistair. I'm Kryotic Isle." He offered a dark hand for the hybrid to shake.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 13, 2016 21:05:05 GMT -5
I do not know who. Is there anyone you really want to roleplay at the moment?))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 21:08:27 GMT -5
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IC Alistair looked at the hand before he shook it, looking over at Kryotic without breaking eye contact. "Pleasure to finally meet you, I've heard a lot about you," he explained before bringing his hand back to his personal bubble. He didn't like the guy, he knew that already. Though Alistair was determined to be polite and to not back down, that and gullibility were about the three main things he was known for with people who didn't know him very well. His ears remained alert, giving away that he wasn't relaxed, and his nose twitched, but other than that, he seemed relatively okay.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 21:09:48 GMT -5
I do not know who. Is there anyone you really want to roleplay at the moment?)) OOC Not really tbh.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 13, 2016 21:15:16 GMT -5
oi. uh... lets see. I would suggest Kari and Con and Amari?))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 21:17:29 GMT -5
OOC Sure!
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 13, 2016 21:18:29 GMT -5
Sweet. You wanna start or me? I just remembered I need to be working on Kari's story for the art forum....))
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Post by πβππ π£π on Nov 13, 2016 21:19:09 GMT -5
OOC Could you start? Yes you do, pls.
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Post by Starberry on Nov 13, 2016 21:20:05 GMT -5
"Aww, so you probably miss her a lot. I would offer to help, but my sister would complain. She thinks she is still hungry even though we were just kicked out of a restaurant nearby, silly right? She has a bad habit picking fights." Anthony simply nodded at that. He didn't want to insult anybody too much in public, and from the sister's description, she seemed to get angry pretty easily. However, the 'silly' sister didn't seem to say anything yet even as her sister called her silly, so he figured agreeing wouldn't hurt too much, which was why he nodded ((Repost just in case
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Post by Ace on Nov 13, 2016 21:22:21 GMT -5
"Shafer talks about me often, hm?" Kryotic all but purred the words out as he slowly and methodically wiped his hand off on a napkin. "Well, we had just ordered a lot of food to share so it will not be too difficult to fit you two in." He commented slowly, as if relishing in the attention that was brought to him every time he spoke. After a few moments of crushing silence, he gave a small, dismissive wave of his hand and everyone went back to their usual, rather loud conversations. "So. Alistair. Where'd you meet Shafer?" Shafer smoothed a hand over his jawline as he leaned over the table, eyes ficking back and forth between the two of them.
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