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Once OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Wed, 09/06/2021 15:21 (3 Years ago) |
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Of course, he'd struggled to remove the lid, but with enough brute force it had broken off, along with a few haggard shards of glass. The red label had said 'Coke', but unfortunately Leo couldn't read English so hadn't a clue what this was. He raised it to his lips, careful to avoid the great spikes of glass, and took a rather large swig. This was a terrible idea. As soon as the too sweet, fizzy liquid reached his tongue it was over the floor and fridge, making quite a mess of the once pristine kitchen. Not only did he spit out the contents but also dropped the bottle, resulting in a kitchen nigh on impossible to traverse. And then, joy of joys, Lin had arrived. Leo had stayed silent as she strolled past, shouting his name and somehow making him jump. He had not eaten, he realised, and though he didn't dislike her cooking the prospect of fish left him staring after her with a sort of craving. Fish, on his home planet, was a holy food, one to be shared by all and cherished by way of consumption. It was supposed to be eaten at least once daily, and he hadn't had any yesterday so was technically breaking his own religion, but what did it matter. This idiotic planet hadn't allowed him any time to find a proper salmon and prepare it as he'd seen his mother do countless times. As Lin was hopefully making something with fish, Leo attempted to tidy the mess he'd made of the kitchen. He started with his hands, which only led to multiple cuts and scars accompanied by a lot of wincing, then found what he presumed was for cleaning and tried using that instead. He removed several fragments of glass but only spread the coke further, yet somehow avoided getting any of the spillage on his clothes. Perhaps water would help- no, now the floor is slippery. A cloth!- cut by the remaining glass. After trying several more pathetic attempts at housework he'd managed to partially clear the mess, but the wreckage was still evident by the brown splats on the floor and fridge, if not the scars covering his hands. Once again hiding from Lin as she passed, Leo hurried downstairs at the mention of sushi. This meal was common at home, served to people of all classes and ages. His home world had people that spent their life researching and creating sushi, sending their masterpieces into the world to be enjoyed by all. So, admittedly, his spouse's weren't quite as good as the seafood at home, but they would suffice. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 06/06/2021 07:48 (3 Years ago) |
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After staying awake all night, for differentiating timezones could be rather a nuisance to handle, he crept downstairs, careful not to wake the sleeping cloud demon. Glancing at himself in a mirror, he realised that perhaps he should have tried harder to rest. Large, gloomy circles hung under his eyes, and his navy hair was somehow more irregular than normal, hanging in strands over his face and pointing in every direction possible and impossible. He combed it quickly with his hand, then continued to the kitchen and peered into the fridge. In all honesty, Leo hadn't a clue how to effectively use any of these human foods. Nutrition on his home planet was almost entirely sea-food based, and there didn't appear to be any fish amongst the endless towers of food. At least, not any raw fish. What was it the harp-man had said? Something about bird people with food. His eyes still dim with fatigue but glowing with the rising sun, he left the house and stumbled onto the street. It was quiet at this hour; a welcomed reprieve from the crowds of people that would come with the daylight. Unfortunately, while there were no creatures he could also see no bird men. Wonderful. He supposed that he should attempt to find the dragon man instead, then, to ask for directions to the bird men if not to apologise for his outburst yesterday. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 04/06/2021 13:51 (3 Years ago) |
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At first, the light from inside the house gave the girl a rather disturbing silhouette; pointed ears, odd translucent wings and somewhat mismatched legs. As she opened the door further, though, he began to see rather a lot more of her, and his eyes widened as he did. She wasn't exactly what he was expecting, though he supposed he should be thankful that she wasn't on fire or made of slime. He listened to her talking, shock evident on his face as she announced she'd made him food. Once she had gone upstairs with a smile that she was probably hoping Leo hadn't noticed, he followed her instructions, though it took an unfortunate while for him to find the kitchen. After prodding the omelette a few times - the food on his home planet looked nothing like this - he decided to take a bite, and found that it was rather good for a home-made egg pasty. As he was finishing, the girl arrived again - he'd forgotten her name, though he was sure it began with an 'L' - with some cloud-like axolotl in her hand. Now that she was more illuminated, he could see her easily and absorbed her different colours eyes and hair; her echoed wisps of wings, her tail protruding from her lower back. Unsurprisingly he tensed a little as the cloudy axolotl, whom he assumed was called "Fog", floated around his head, but quickly warmed up to him, though admittedly the staring was quite terrifying. After sitting in a somewhat awkward yet tranquil silence for a while, casting sneaky glances at L.. Lan.. Lana to better understand her - who drank hot chocolate at this time? - the sound of her voice was welcome. The question that was asked, less so, but he didn't want to sound rude so sneakily danced around the question. "Injuring someone," he responded, careful not to add any more detail. "And cooking was never something I needed to worry about, so.. not exactly." He smiled politely. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 04/06/2021 10:00 (3 Years ago) |
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And he was being handed a nametag. A nametag. He gawked at it for a while, then once again looked to the lizard, his eyes practically roaring with anger, as was every other part of his nimble body. "You- you dare to hand me a nametag?" His tone was incredulous, toxic, scornful. "This-" He threw said nametag on the ground and heaved one of his great boots down onto it, smashing it with ease. "This is a disgrace! I shall not be donning your means of identification, nor shall I be staying in this- this god-forsaken town of yours much longer! I belong in great halls of gold and silver, gardens of beauty and grace, not this.. Junkyard!" Despite his evident levels of anger, Leo's tone had calmed, leaving his monologue more of a hissed taboo than a howled speech. "You, sire, had better watch your feet," he glared at the dragon. "Be sure to avoid the pit of snakes." After he'd finished his somewhat childish tantrum, Leo turned, then realised that he hadn't a clue where he was supposed to be staying - temporarily - so spun and snatched the map from the scaled man, who hadn't been given a chance to give it to Leo. With a final 'hmph', he stalked away, ignoring the many stares of the people he passed. Before Leo had thrown a hissy fit, he'd managed to briefly catch a few important pieces of information, though the memories were hazy amongst his flooding thoughts. Griffon road three, L.. Lane something-yaki. He unfolded the map and started towards Griffon Alley (which he had unsurprisingly gotten the name of wrong) with his head held high. By the time Leo had reached the front door of Griffon Alley two - Griffon Alley three had been home to a rather sensitive couple which did not appreciate him knocking on their door at this hour - he'd calmed down substantially, and was smoothing down his shirt in order to make a good first impression on his "spouse". He was inclined to leave this hell hole as soon as possible, and was prepared to do anything to reach this goal, no matter the cost. Slowly, somewhat timidly, he raised his fist and knocked thrice on the door. Barging in would seem rude if anyone was inside, he reckoned, so leant towards a more polite entrance instead. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 03/06/2021 10:16 (3 Years ago) |
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Leo Pinn had, rather unfortunately, been asleep at the time of teleportation, and was evidently enjoying whatever blissful dream he had been enticed into viewing. Somehow, he'd slumbered throughout the opening speech and the abundant crowds rushing forth to obtain their new addresses, and was only now waking up as dusk dragged itself sluggishly over the town. His eyes slid open easily, not having to adjust to the fading light. Needless to say, Leo was not used to waking up on the cold pavement of an alien planet. After retrieving his glasses from the floor he stood, cleansing himself of dirt with a few swift movements of his hand. His eyes, now faintly but visibly glowing, darted around the area, absorbing the kaleidoscope of creatures and settling on one rather peculiar scaled man that seemed to know what he was doing. Regaining his regal posture, Leo elegantly strode to the lizard-man, looming above most oddities there [I forgot to mention that he's 7ft tall hah]. He walked straight through the crowd, allowing those that moved out of his way a thankful glance and those that didn't a kick in the shins. After a rather painful minute of this - though surely more painful for the stubborn people that decided against moving - he reached what he could now call a humanoid dragon, and met his eyes in an indifferent stare. "It would appear that some poor, misguided being has dropped me on the wrong planet. Could you arrange for someone to take me back to my castle. Soon, if you would. Much appreciated." He didn't see the need to announce who he was, for he couldn't have been taken all too far from his home planet so surely this... Reptile must recognise him. Though nobody else seemed to, or at least, nobody he'd seen. He was rather alarmed that they weren't all bowing to his grace and might as he'd expected, but he supposed that some minor beings just weren't capable of understanding his complexity and importance. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 01/06/2021 21:12 (3 Years ago) |
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Username: Once [previously -Fog] Name: Leo Pinn Age: 21 Appearance: With rather dull dark blue hair trimmed into what is supposed to be a neat, 6cm cut - thought it's dishevelled and wild more often than not - and lighter strands framing his face, Leo looks almost as rebellious as he is at heart. His eyes are a blinding white colour, with cat-like slits rather than pupils, and faintly glow in the dark. His jaw looks delicate yet strong, matching the rest of his body, but since coming to the universe Leo has been eating far less than he should have been, giving him a sickly narrow build that reveals his ribcage and makes him vulnerable to hard blows. A sizeable scar from his chin to nearly the bottom of his left eye gives what he perceives as a mark of honour, something to be feared by all. When not sleeping he will be wearing half-rectangular glasses. While most of the above description would make Leo seem like a human with bizarre eyes, if one were to look closely they would begin to see minor details which make him very much different from your average human. His teeth, for example, are naturally pointed, and each of his nails have hints of blue scattered within them. His clothing generally consists of a white buttoned up long-sleeved shirt and black suit trousers held up by a belt, with a large gold-trimmed coat over his shoulders and a red scarf concealing his neck. Personality: Arrogant, selfish and dim-witted are all words used in the past to describe Leo, and he hasn't changed much since then. His somewhat narcissistic mindset often gives people the wrong impression about him - he's not one to spend hours checking himself out in the mirror, but more a person that could stare into a mirror and spend far too long thinking about how the mirror works, which is why he's afraid of reflections. Leo has never been the brightest person, but what he lacks in intelligence he makes up for in confidence. He will always speak his mind, and in this appears quite rude, shouting over people to have any input in the conversation. He'll never back down from a fight, be it verbal or physical, though in both states he generally escalates the situation far more than is required. He's quick to defend anything he cares about, and won't stop until the opposition backs down. In his calmer, more relaxed moments, Leo is a pleasure to talk to, able to commit to a polite conversation well and contribute to a friendly discussion Background: I'm going to make this short because I honestly don't enjoy writing backstories- Born into a royal family on his own planet, named Prince Leonard Pinn. Had a younger brother and sister, so he was next in line to be king. He failed at pretty much every test his father threw at him where his brother succeeded, and the amount of praise he was receiving from this made Leo jealous. He began to suspect that though he was the eldest son, his younger brother would be crowned king instead of him and he'd be sent off to be a soldier as practically his only strength was his sword fighting. He began acting up to get his father's attention. Continued this for his life up to the age of 20, so on his home planet he's supposed to be crowned king in four years. Skip a year of stuff that is secret and his father gives up and sends him here as a final attempt to fix him. Other: brown. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 11/05/2021 16:49 (4 Years ago) |
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link if you want any changes just lemme know :D //edit: without signature [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Sun, 09/05/2021 12:45 (4 Years ago) |
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sketch I'm fine w/ any payment :D. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 08/05/2021 14:20 (4 Years ago) |
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So, uh, I made this a while ago but forgot to claim so it's just been sitting on my ipad. Figured I should give it to you, seeing as she's yours- //next: (x), (x), (x) [all the same character]. or (x), (x). Credits (respectively): me, Aero-Plane, random~mew, me, an_apple. just thought I should put these here :D. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 07/05/2021 15:41 (4 Years ago) |
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I'm so sorry for the wait, but I've [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 06/05/2021 15:38 (4 Years ago) |
 If he'd had a mouth, a gleeful smile would have crossed it as the girl said his name aloud. He nodded in response to her 'hi', and was far too busy marvelling at his own little victory to notice her somewhat depressed demeanour. As more of the bizarre hybrids arrived Yyng's suspicion began to rise; how many more could there be? He took a small but noticeable shuffle backwards, to put distance between him and the other.. things, should any of them decide to make a move. He did, however, wave back at the girl with a diamond encrusted in her forehead. Just a little flick of the hand. Eventually he noticed the tear drifting painstakingly slowly down the girl-with-the-spiky-neck's cheek. Well, the situation had just escalated dramatically for Yyng. He could handle gore, violence, anger, hatred and countless other things; his only weakness was sadness. He had no clue how to handle someone who was sad Eventually he resolved that he should at least do something, for wasn't this the girl that had been the first to approach him? His extreme awkwardness showing through his quite robotic actions, he laid a firm hand on her shoulder. It was supposed to be comforting, but Yyng wasn't exactly skilled in this particular method of warmth. Or any method, really.  As it turned out, Pana was very sensitive to loud noises. Another thing she wouldn't have known if she'd decided to stay in the hospital. Barely avoiding falling from her chair, Pana breathed deeply several times to steady herself. She had, of course, fallen from her eternal prison before, and it wasn't something she particularly wanted to experience again. Once she was sure that she was stable, she twisted in the seat to glare behind her, where the shout had erupted from. Her struggles revealed a girl, probably younger than her, with rather black hair and, as Pana could already tell, a boisterous attitude that she didn't exactly want to deal with. Goodbye calming ocean, hello shouting seven year olds. She turned her chair with masterful ease to face the girl approaching her, whom she had no intention of wheeling towards. As her skidoo bounded up happily, though, she attempted to peer at the bright side; a potential chance to make a new friend. She didn't get that very often. Oh, please, She snorted. Nobody ever looks at you for more than three seconds. She'll be no different. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 05/05/2021 16:34 (4 Years ago) |
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Well, what was he supposed to do but stare? It wasn't exactly common to see some random girl with wolf ears and a spiky neck appear from a mystical cold fog. And then for her to ask him his name? His first reaction was one of suspicion. This could have been one of the tyrants that had imprisoned him to rudely. There was something about her eyes - or, at least, the one he could see. She wouldn't have done this. The thought was spontaneous but certain. Though it felt somewhat risky, if he were ever to escape this maze of what appeared to be a science lab, he'd need help. Talking was a struggle, to say the least. He didn't have a mouth, so he had to use other, more creative ways to communicate. The first he tried was forcing targeted vibrations through his mouth-holes. The result sounded rather like some sort of dying eagle-horse hybrid. He wouldn't be trying that again for a while. The second was telepathy. Stupid, yes, but worth a shot. Besides, Alakazam could do it, so why not him? It soon became apparent that he was staring at the strange girl with an odd glare-pleading expression - a somewhat awkward moment for Yyng. The third was sign language, which he wished he'd thought of before telepathy. He made the sign for 'y' by placing the first finger of his right hand into the dip between his left thumb and first finger, then repeating the action. He then positioned his first and second finger of his right hand together, like a finger gun, and tapped the palm of his left hand. The final movement was a g, in which he made fists with both hands and placed the right on top of the left. All that was left to do was pray that the girl knew sign language. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 05/05/2021 15:44 (4 Years ago) |
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Somewhere in the midst of his continuous sobbing and inaudible muttering, Yyng had mastered the art of balancing with the heavy disc of metal plastered to his face. Of course, it had taken several tries, each of which would have been humorous in a less serious situation. The thought of laughter brought something vile up his throat. Could he even open his mouth? Did he have a mouth? Cautiously, he placed a gloved hand onto the hard substance welded to his face. His movements were careful as he traced along the crevaces and troughs, searching for something, anything, and finding nothing. His breaths came through small holes where his mouth should have been, but even they held no remnant of the boy that had been. Several loud noises from outside put a sudden halt to his exploration. His head swiveled in all directions, the mask throwing him uncomfortably off balance. The sound had come from the wall which was garnished with a door. He leaned where his ear should have been against it, listening closely. He should have seen the spike coming - or, at least, heard it. Unfortunately he didn't exactly have his usual senses or reaction times, so said shard of stone hit him directly in the head and sent him soaring backwards so his not-actually-his body was catapulted into a hard, stone wall. And he stood up unharmed, if a little dizzy. That's not possible. Then again, having a mask mysteriously blended into your face and still being able to breathe wasn't possible, either. He'd think more on that later. Now, though, as some odd cold fog swept into his cell, his only thoughts were of freedom. Yyng hurriedly caught up with the group and plooded along near the back, not trusting himself enough to contribute. Of course, he wouldn't normally have relied on anyone else to do anything for him, but what with his current predicament he was a little disorientated. Besides, he was pretty sure that nobody had noticed he was there yet. They never did. Sitting in her wheelchair n watching the ocean, ignoring everything going on in the camp with an intimidating delphox stood behind her and a skidoo stood next to her. can't be bothered to write some long fifty paragraphs when all I need to say is that. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 19/04/2021 18:11 (4 Years ago) |
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I'm sorry what [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 17/04/2021 07:48 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Fri, 02/04/2021 07:33 (4 Years ago) |
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His arms hung limp by his side as he stood, looking far more fragile than he should, as if the next gust of wind would destroy him. Every memory of his haunting childhood had resurfaced, the thoughts howling in his normally barren head which he now clutched. Hadn't meant to do that. He released a small whimper, attempting to stop the sudden overwhelming flashbacks. Subconsciously, he registered.. Her name.. Na.. Natasha? No, Natalia. He noticed Natalia dragging Mora and Tempest into an alleyway. All three of them then disappeared, only to be followed by a young girl. Of course, Twelve should have helped. Unfortunately he wasnt exactly able to do much, currently. Breathing. What was that? He fell to his knees. As you may have guessed, Jonathan didn't handle storms well, due to certain events in his young age. Sure, in reality, the wind, the chaos had stopped. In his mind, however, it was vibrant as ever. The screaming, swirling, demolishing curse of nature leaving carnage within the confines of his mind. Think. Breathe. Jonathan Spires collapsed. // kinda short sorry [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 28/03/2021 12:58 (4 Years ago) |
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