//my English teacher is great because she was like “okay if ur done with the quiz, u have fifteen minutes to… study the concept sheet… or whatever you’re doing at this point” she knows that none of us are on task and doesn’t give a shit xD
(lol)
(hhOLY SHT I JUST DID A VR THING IT WAS SO COOL)
(LUCKY)
(IT WAS BLURRY AF BUT IT WAS SO FUN)
(petition to rename all straight people heterosapiens)
//what about not gay/straight people
(uhh…idk that's a good question)
//…bisapiens?
pansapiens
arosapiens
(acesapiens?)
//asapiens?
(idk lol)
//this conversation is going well
(ack I'm like a page and a half into the story I mentioned earlier and I'm having difficulty finishing it)
//oof gl
(y'know what I give up, I choose sleep instead)
//lmao night
(relatable though)
(WELCOME BACK ALL)
(WOOOOOOOOO)
(Ayyyy is this rp ever going to even pick back up again or is it going to forever be a chat page lmaooo I’m so bored in class)
Orion stood, and stretched luxuriously. "Alrighty then, who doesn't have weapons. Keep in mind that this thing is probably a good eight feet tall and around 300 pounds of muscle. Most likely enchanted weapons will work the best." Not seeming concerned with this, Orion starts walking around and picking various jars of his shelves.
Sam struggled for a moment. He didn't want to ask for weapons, but knew that what he could do in his current state wasn't much. He looked down at one of his palms. It crackled, and a large blade of metal a few feet long extended from his wrist. He frowned. It looked like he would be alright
"I don't, but I'm probably better off not fighting it head on. Not much experience with monsters," Lata answered. She would most likely be useful in using her illusions to distract it, while the others attacked and killed it.
(Remember that she's killed people in the past, so she's not bothered by death unless it's someone close to her like say if Lucy died, she would break down and cry for days)