forum The Wish Granter (Fantasy RP) OPEN FOR A SHORT TIME

Started May 15, 2018 by Deleted user

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//yeet-

//the bold voice is the mind-controlling Guy I haven’t named

"Let's get going then." Cal said, starting down the path towards the east. They ran across many different wooden signs with words that kept saying; This Way! That Way! Other Way! Turn Around! He ignored them and continued to walk, watching the sun slowly sink behind the trees.

Ailith followed this Cal. She didn't know what they were apart of, but she needed a place to stay.

She limped after them, cursing out the man in her head for crippling her wings. Occasionally, she thought she saw a flash of blue in the trees, but she couldn’t turn her head to look.

Cal glanced over at Nimue, frowning in concern. "I can carry you, Nimue. I can tell it's hurting." He said sincerely, turning to face her. She would probably say no, but he hoped that she wouldn't. Getting even more hurt wouldn't help them.

“I can walk, but I guess I could use a little support,” she muttered.
Wait… is your hair blue?!
…no.
Oh my god, it is, isn’t it?
Shut up already.

//you can’t stab me you don’t know where I am
Cal: ur behind that tree
wtf how did u kmow
Cal: oh I didn’t it was a lucky guess thanks for telling me

( Haha so true. xD)

Cal: Come out.
Come and get me.
Cal: Nah, I'm kind of lazy.
Why am I even in your head. Shakes their own head

“I can walk, but I guess I could use a little support,” she muttered.
Wait… is your hair blue?!
…no.
Oh my god, it is, isn’t it?
Shut up already.

Cal nodded and looped an arm under Nimue's shoulders, letting her lean against him. "The sun's going to set soon." He muttered, looking up at the already darkening sky.

(AhhHHHhhhhHH

ENGLISH

GRAMMAR AHHHHHHhhhhHHHHH-)

Marya sat next to Nimue, “You didn’t happen to bring my battle-axe, did you?”

(Man, where is London?

Anyways, I have to go study for English so I don’t fail.

Cya.)

“No, I have a tiny knife though,” she said, smiling through the pain.
Aren’t you supposed to be like, old and creepy?
Shut up with your stereotypes right now or I will make you stab Cal.

“That sucks.” Marya laud herself down, staring at the sky.

The sky began to darken, small growls coming from the forest and the trees. Cal shifted nervously as everything became darker, but covered it up with an easy smile.

(Hm, when should the guy link with Cal? )

//maybe like
a few minutes?

So… how old are you?
You can stop talking.
Hey, you know everything about me! I should get to know something about you!
Twenty.
That’s… a lot younger than I thought. Can you get out of my head now?
No.

"We'll have to camp here for the night," Cal said, sitting down next to Marya and blowing a few strands of dark hair out of his face. "It's better than continuing to move in the dark and risking getting attacked from something."

“Mm.” Marya nodded and put an arm around Cal. “I’ll light a fire.”

Oh, you’ll like this part. He seemed to laugh, almost, a whisper of humor.
She watched him step out of the shadows when Marya turned away to start the fire.
She watched him do the exact same thing to Cal that he did to her.
And she watched him smile as he blew her a kiss and walked away.

//is this okay
also he’s a flirtatious bastard this has been decided

Cal nodded in response, leaning against Marya, glad to see that she was alive. "Did they hurt you?" He asked softly.

“A little bit.” Marya said, blood dripping from her mouth again.

"They'll pay." Cal answered, reaching out and wiping the blood from her mouth. He felt an odd feeling wash over him, and a sudden voice began to speak in his mind.
Don't say anything. Don't make a noise. If I do, I'll hurt your friends.
Cal opened his mouth to speak, but immediately shut it.
What do you want?
A few things. . .

(What should the man want? )