forum "Welcome to your Worst Nightmare... Friendship." || (Closed, Stalkers Welcome!)

Started July 27, 2023 by @im-with-stoopid pets

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Naveil bristles at that.
"Well, I'm sorry. We don't happen to have any cameras in the Everchill."
He half-chokes on the new word, and it sounds awkward in his accent. The camera still sits on the table. Though Naveil is curious how these cameras work, he's not in the mood for Tsethlekai's snark. Bastard.

(brain empty for doeider, shes just standing in the dark being all spooked)

Callisto rolls her eyes, snatching the camera from the table and mumbling under her breath, “Idiots.” She’s clearly referring to Naveil and Tseth. She stares at the camera for a moment, tilting her head. Strange looking camera, but definitely a camera. She tosses the camera back on the table and glances over in Mirage’s general direction. She considers joining her. Eh. She’s fine, and it looks like I’m the only one here with a brain anyway.

(Callisto you have 1 braincell like the rest of these scrimblos)

Tseth almost laughs at Naveil. He’s entertaining to mess around with, but completely useless besides that. A brain full of rocks, and wherever he comes from isn’t technologically advanced. Maybe he’d make a good distraction if someone else entered. He could bite their ankles with how short he is.

He looks around the room again before settling back on his chair, examining his clawed nails that also seemed to be made of the red crystal. And just like the other crystal growths, sharp as knives. They didn’t connect in the same way a normal nail or claw would, instead they faded from the blackened skin of his hands to the deep red crystal on his fingertips.

(I'm so sorry, I've been braining too much lately-)

A loud, droning buzz echoes from the darkness. It doesn't seem to have a source - it just floods your character's senses. Somewhere in the darkness, there's more than a few intercoms, and they're all active. A deep voice rumbles from whoever's on the other side.
"We'd appreciate if you didn't destroy our property, Kody. You've done enough, haven't you?"
And with a faint 'click,' the buzzing stops as abruptly as it started. There's a good chance that whoever's on the other side is still listening, though…

Callisto looks around the room, trying to find the source of the voice. ”Who’s there?” she suddenly looks—and sounds—a lot harsher than she’s been letting on. Her cape is flared out, almost like a pair of wings, and her posture looks like she’s about to attack someone.

Mirage laughs a little from the corner. “Kody? Is that your real name? That’s not as edgy or intimidating, no wonder you don’t go by it.”

(Sorry for short response)

Tseth seems significantly more agitated when the voice on the intercom called him by that name. Mirage's snappy comment about it didn't do her nor him any favors. He was glaring daggers at her through the darkness while his tail thrashed. "My real name is Tsethlekai." Which, wasn't a lie. But only part of a bigger truth, which contained a lot of old memories.