"Aha, Jojo here ain't wrong," Lark mused to himself, spinning in his chair.
I know everyone on this site is going to beat me for saying this cause they know I love the idea of it, but what if I saw a Wendigo? Bruh what if I saw a Wendigo and my first instinct was to bolt. One of my idols, and I totally ran out on them! Ah, maybe I shouldn't call a potential Wendigo my idol considering the whole cannibalism thing. - Lark☻ Posted by WendigoBones, 7:20 AM
Josephine smirked slightly at the new post, typing another comment to keep herself occupied.
To be fair, if I saw Sid Vicious, I would also bolt. He has been dead for too long for me fangirl instead of panic Posted by Jojo Rebeldeita, 7:23
I feel like I should know who Sid Vicious is, but for now, I'm just assuming it's something to do with some band. I'd like to note that Wendigos aren't exactly dead, rather deadly. I think I'd rather take my chances with the zombie of Mr. Vicious. Maybe I'll drag you with next time so if we do see that thing you'll realize it is substantially more terrifying. - Lark☻ Posted by WendigoBones, 7:25 AM
Was Lark now going to do a quick Google search with results that would most likely embarrass him? Of course. Naturally, his instinct of this Sid guy being a musician was right-why did everyone always talk about music around him?
"I don't look or act like that know-it-all kid, do I?" Lark asked himself, resting his forehead in his hand as a look of concern crossed his face.
Josefine hummed, rushing to get dressed. Once she did, she sat back at the computer.
You say that like I get scared easily Posted by Jojo Rebeldeita, 7:35 AM
I wouldn't know, now I'm interested to find out, though. Trust me when I say you'll be running soon as you hear that scream in person though. You get used to that shit when you're often in the woods at night, but the ones I hear by that property are chilling in a whole new way. If you're interested I can take you out there during the day, masked of course. And under some other conditions. - Lark☻ Posted by WendigoBones, 7:40 AM
Was this not the best idea Lark had ever had? Yes. Was he ever going back to that property alone after last night? Probably not. Was he now attempting to drag some random stranger along? Of course, because what else would he do, tell his mom he was lurking on abandoned property and near pissed his pants because of some spooky figure?
Josephine had to get up to leave, adjusting her leather jacket, following her mother out to the car. It took her until half way through their shopping trip to realize:
Wait, did he just offer to take me with him?
(This is so late sorry! :'D I got major writers block on this RP for a while)
((It's fine!))
After 10 minutes of no response besides those of now-jealous fans, Lark decided to log out and invest his time in heading to the library to search for any more lore behind the Licht family or their property. While Lark could always interrogate the town's elderly, that would take way too long. Newspapers and journals were more likely to provide reliable answers, anyways.
"Lark, where are you going?" his mother called as he began to head out the door.
"Uh," he froze, racking his brain for an answer, "The store. We're out of eggs, remember?"
His mother was silent for a minute.
"Mom?" he asked, feeling a bit nervous.
"Make sure to get some yogurt, too. You know your father will have a fit if he doesn't get his daily intake." his mother replied, "Oh! I'd also appreciate it if you could get some crunchy peanut butter."
"Uh-huh. Yeah." Lark said, hurrying outside before his mother could keep him inside any longer. "Looks like I'm going to the store, then the library."
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Upon arriving at the store, Lark made a loud entrance- turns out the door had been pull, and not push. After waving at a few onlookers, he hurried his way to the dairy aisle and bumped into someone who happened to be a girl with a half-shaved head and wild brown hair.
"Ah, s-sorry, do I- do I know you?" he stuttered, trying to avoid a conversation about bumping into her, "You wouldn't happen to attend high school here, would you?"
Josephine stumbled back a bit, looking up. "It's fine… yeah, I do. Why?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. Wait, I think I have a class with him- shit, which class was it- "Who are you, again?" She asked, brow furrowed slightly. "Sorry, I'm shit at names."
Lark turned red as he spoke his name.
"I'm unfortunately named Larkspur, and you're Josephine, yea?" he asked. "I believe we take history together."
As he waited for an answer, he grabbed some yogurt from a nearby freezer- there was only strawberry left which his dad hated, but it was better than nothing.
Josephine nodded. "Si. Right, that's where I know you from- you sit near the front." She said, straightening her leather jacket. "So…" HOWDOIPEOPLEINPERSON-
"Ahah," Lark chuckled nervously before pointing in a random direction, "I should uh, get the last few items I need and get going. It was nice seeing you, I think?"
"Yeah, see ya." She said, waving before jogging off to catch up with her mother.
((Also, sorry my responses are kinda short tonight. I've been working on a research paper all day and it's a lil stressful, and I'm a lil mentally fried))
(I get it. I've got like 20 assignments to catch up on so no worries.)