So I'm bored and I made this thing. Fantasy, historical and sci-fi only because these genres go particularly well
RULES:
{1} Each person can have no more than three characters, not including yourself, and must all be OC's
{2} Anyone can join
{3} Swearing is fine, and insulting people is (mostly) fine, but no personal attacks towards the real person
{4} Talk in English, please, the whole thing please. Thank you
So it starts here:
Me: We have guests.
Kilándrè: Greetings.
Incëreth: Hi.
Me: Greetings.
Alto: waves enthusiastically HI!
Grayson: Hey.
Incëreth: Do you want some food?
Kilándrè: That's not how you greet people, dolt! You talk to them first!
Incëreth: …Sorry
Me: She has problems
Alto: It's okay. walking over to Incereth and sticking out his hand. I'm Alto.
North: Appearing next to Grayson looking irritated. I thought you said I didn't have to come to this.
Grayson: It wasn't my decision. Glaring over at me.
Me: Stop being so depressing you two. I brought you here so you could meet people. Sorry about them.
Me: So you say
Incëreth: reach towards Alto's hand
Kilándrè: Remember, you shake it not lick it!
Incëreth: You're never going to let me forget this are you? That's almost a decade ago!
Me: Don't scare them with the whole time thing OK
Alto: Smiles and shakes Incereth's hand. You licked someone's hand?
Grayson: Scare us?
(I have a story with a pretty ambigous setting where it could be read as dystopian or fantasy, can I please join???)
Caze: hello people that i do not know waves hand
Incëreth: No I didn't, it was…
Kilándrè: Yes she did. The Princess overrides your opinion flourished bow
Me:…No she didn't
Me: kind of confused
Alto: Also confused Anyway..so…tell me about yourself.
Grayson and North: Being really moody in a corner.
Me: They don't like sharing life stories and Incëreth don't like been cooped up in Har-Tel-Edolë
Alto: Oh um ok..
Grayson: Smirking Stunned speechless. It's a miracle.
Alto: Glaring over at Grayson before turning around to face Caze. Hi!
Me: To Grayson and North I'm making your sorry asses stay here til you actually communicate with other people.
Me: Okay Caze, dont be an idiot!
Caze: Hiiiii!
Me: and you just became the idiot
Alto: HI!!
Me: Facepalms
North: Glances over at Incereth. Hey.
Me: and this is why i never use Caze
Caze: hey! offeneded Caze noises
Nich: Say goodbye to all boredom and dreariness, the Fox Clan is here!!!
Nell: I'm sorry, he's not usually like this…
Joan: Yes he is.
Alto: Grumbling about his hair.
Me: Alto there's nothing wrong with it.
Alto: ITS DOING A THING.
Me: ..It looks the same.
Kilándrè: (drily) Hair…You and my father and uncle can be best friends
Incëreth: You know, bonding over hair trouble
Kilándrè: Shut up
North: Turning away from Incereth. See this is what happens when I try and socialize.
Alto: Finally feeling satisfied with his hair and smiling.
Me: When did I ever think this was going to work out.
Kilándrè: You never did
Me: (whispers) Yes, the Seer trained you. And she also said people does not like you looking into their mind
Kilándrè: glares
Me: Grayson does it all the time.
Grayson: Smiling I do.
North: Yeah it's really annoying actually.
Kilándrè: glares
Incëreth: undignified giggling
Kilándrè: pokes Incëreth with auric whip
Incëreth: glares back
Me: They do that quite a bit. I thought they were over it when they left the north, but apparently not
