He took a deep breath mumbling under his breath, he gave a high pitch whistle, and a black horse came galloping out of the forest. Its eyes rolled in fright as it caught sight of the giants. It seemed to be fighting against an invisible hand dragging it forward. He turned back to the giants and Allison, “Do any of you have food, or are we all going to starve?” Taking out his flint and steel he looked around for any dry wood.
"I have some sandwiches?"
Alm looks down thoughtfully and squints while thinking. Roly leans down and scoops up more dirt and grass. Then they present it to Vlad with a gleeful smile on their face. They look to his horse. "Does your cow want food too?"
“It isn’t a cow.” He spoke slowly and over pronouncing as if he were talking to a child. “But yes, my horse would love the…gift.” He curled his lip as he looked at the grass and mud clutched in Roly’s hand. He nodded in Allison’s direction, his eyes still hard and cold. “I don’t think I ever heard of sandwiches but I hope one can eat it no matter their race.” He began to gather wood and pile it into a small pile, still grumbling over his misfortune.
She got out the sandwiches. They were ham and cheese.
Roly's eyes brightened and they crouched in front of the horse carefully. "C'mere lil cow baby! Eat your supper!" They push the food towards the horse, but it reacts panicked and violently, kicking at Roly's hands and sprinting off in the other direction. "Hey! NO! Come back here! Cow baby!!" Roly gets up and runs at the frightened creature with pure abandon. They chase at the poor creature wildly as it whinnies and neighs sporadically. Alm stands up and starts shouting.
"Stop chasing it! You're scaring it!"
"I'm whaaat!?"
Alm cups their hands around their mouth. "Just stop running!!"
Roly freezes in place with one leg on the ground and one leg in the air with both hands still clutching the soiled grass between their fingers. The horse gallops back to Vlad and settles at his side panting and frightened.
“Shhh.” He gently strokes her nose as it pressed into his shoulder, he spoke softly into her ear, and slowly it's heaving sides slowed, her brown eyes watching Roly. Slowly, she started toward the giant. Her nostrils quivering as she sniffed the air, she gave a low nicker stretching her neck toward the grass in Roly's hand. Vladimir meanwhile sat down and struck the flint and steel together instantly, the fire blazed to life engulfing the wood in bright white flames. He sat back stretching his legs out and enjoying its warmth.
Allison just vibes.
Name: Joseph Malefique
Age: 42
Gender: Male he/him
Species: Human
Physical Description: A tall man wearing a lab coat and glasses. His hair is short and a brownish black. His posture is good and he has a… self important air about him.
Personality: A psychopath with crippling curiosity. Be careful not to become an experiment, because he has no regard for other's feelings and barely has any of his own. He feels pleasure when hurting others and loves to push people to their limits. A scientist at heart, he's a fast learner and a very good observer.
Joseph fixed his glasses. "Well then. This ought to be interesting at the very least."
Roly's eyes stay pinned on the lil horse as she munches carefully at the grass in their hands. Roly's eyes begin to fill with tears and joy as they watch her intently. Meanwhile Alm turns to looks at the new figure in the middle of the field. Alm's eyes widen at him in interest and wonder. Roly quietly pipes up without taking their eyes off the horse. "Who's there?"
Alm smiles wide and beaming. "Another weirdo!!" They prance over to him with excitement and lean down to him with gleeful eyes. "Hiya weirdo! What's your name?"
Allison began to eat her sandwiches
(Guess who made another OC again??)
(o really? Are they a villain too?)
(Haven't decided.)
His name is Harry and he's actually Apothisexual
(Nice! He looks amazing!)
(Thanks!!)
(that's a cool looking character! what's his story?)
(Well… He's a demon. He's actually just 10" shorter than Vozreal. And idk the rest)
Josephs eye's widened to see the tall pale person in front of him. He started circling them, picking them apart with his eyes. "Fascinating. My name is Joseph. What might you be?"
Vladimir swiveled his head around to stare at the newcomer and sighed, this one definitely looked weird, he was wearing strange things around his eyes. He turned back to Allison with a bored expression. “Will this night ever come to an end?” He asked no in particular.
A man who had very blonde, and very long hair, and who was dark-skinned showed up to the get-together
The man looked like he barely had any meat on his bones and looked like he could use some food, however, this is how he always looked. The man's name was Harry.
Alm watches the little person circle them. Their blue/black eyes follow him carefully until he asked a question. "I'm a Star! Roly is too! We're on a very important mission, right Rol?"
Alm turned their head to see Roly laying on their side and watching the horse with wonderous eyes. Their black/yellow irises trace every step and move the horse makes with their mouth slightly agape in awe at the equine.
Alm cups their hands over their mouth and hollers at their twin. "Roly! Stopping gawking at the cow! We have things to do!"
Roly scrambles up, spooking the horse away and looks at their twin. "What do we gotta do?"
Alm was about to answer only to pause and ponder momentarily. "I forgot."
"Me too."
Alm looks back at Joseph. "My name's Alm! That guy over their is Mr. King. And the other one is Ms. Sourface. And that one-" They see the new blonde haired person and pause. "I dunno! It's another weirdo!"
Roly looks over and gasps. "Holy moly! So many weirdos!"
Alm turns to Joseph, sniffs him, and cringes. "Why do you smell gross?" They cover their nose with their huge claw.
"Hello, Allison." Harry said.
"Do I know you? And its 70$." Allison said
"No, but my name is Harry. And 70$ for what?"
"For sex." Allison said. Harry was about to throw up from that very word: Sex.
"I am not interested in sex, nor romance. You also may know me as Famine." Harry said; he was Famine, Horsemen of The Apocalypse.
(Please refrain from mentioning sex around Literal Giant Star Children Who Are Technically Eleven)
Roly rolls over again but this time towards Harry and Allison. They stop themselves from rolling on top of them and place their hands flat on the grass, lifting themselves up and staring at Harry with a big immature smile. "Hi!! I'm Roly! Do you have a cow too? Like that one?" They point at Vlad's horse. "And what does 'famine' mean?"
(Okay.)
"Famine is basically a lack of food on a wider scale." Harry said, fixing his hand into a ponytail
Roly looks at Harry with big, curious eyes, like they were expecting something else. After a couple seconds their face contorts into rage and impatience. They bring their hands up, ball them up into fists, and slam the ground only once, but that was enough to cause some lingering tremors to echo dangerously through the earth. "And the cow, dummy! I asked if you have a cow!! You too stupid to hear all my words or something!?"Roly yells at Harry loudly and angrily. "Open your ears up you small headed heck darn!"
Alm snaps their head over at their twin with a similar angry expression. "NO CUSSING!!!"
Roly locks eyes with Alm and sticks their tongue out aggressively. Alm retorts with the same gesture.
“Everyone in this little valley!” Vladimir spoke slowly but his voice rose above the commotion so everyone could hear him. “Please refrain yourself from speaking profanity around Alm and Roly, they get very agitated when you do. But if you do continue, then it is your own fault when they accidentally step on you.” He turned his gaze toward Allison holding her gaze for a long moment as if to drive home his point then turned back to the fire that quivered and spluttered as Roly slammed their large fists into the earth. “Can we all just sit quietly for a moment and…introduce ourselves, can we all manage that without killing one another?” He asked splaying out his hands in welcome, inviting them to sit down next to the fire and enjoy its warmth.
Allison sat down.
"Name's Allison Mercy."
Harry sat down as well, long hair flowing in the wind.
"My name is Harry, but you can call me Famine."