forum Character Chat

Started October 15, 2018 by Emmy

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Soáki: "Soo… How much longer?"

I'm here to save you from this dead chat))

I'll invite you to one that's a bit more active))

(I'm guessing Clairvoyance no longer follows this chat.)

(It's sad. I was having fun.)

I'll invite you to one that's a bit more active))

(Thanks Loch.)

(…

Like this…

This chat is dead, however, unless Clairvoyance comes back. We are in her world right now and we can't do anything unless they post again.)

It was a pretty odd sight. Cold night, cold as all hell and then some, and it wasn't getting warmer anytime soon. The road that winded and weaved its way through the dense forest, lit up occasionally by a streetlights that glowed dim, bored-looking yellows that illuminated an area of 6 feet around the pole and nothing else. It was isolated, it was dark, and it was sketchy, yet Runner walked casually on the right shoulder of the asphalt, following the solid white line that set the firm boundaries on the road. He wore a thick sweatshirt with the word "Clemson" printed across the chest in bolded orange letters. A pair of jeans and sneakers capped off the unassuming outfit, but that wasn't the odd part of him. He held a thick, cast iron skillet loosely in his left hand, his upper body leaned slightly because of the weight. It didn't seem to be too uncomfortable, nor did it hinder his gait at all. But it was still weird, especially in the middle of nowhere.

Nmere: "I stopped caring. How far?'

Kilandrè: About a mile to the west, I think
Arandor: pouts

(IT'S ALIVE!)

Midnight: Now I'm understanding what Aquaramis was complaining about. I miss Fang and Sandy. They would have gotten us there by now.

Arandor: Who are they?

Midnight: Sandy and Fang are feathered serpents that we ride on. Sandy's mine and Fang is Aquaramis.