Daniel smirked. "I'm pretty useless as well. My Father taught me how to live but then...anywho, mind if I tag along? I won't be a burden and I've always wanted to go on an adventure." This was the chance he'd been waiting for.
We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)
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OOC: Turns out I should be back for the rest of the day so...
Grace finally finished with her shower, got dressed, and left the bathrooms. She walked around, feeling much better.
Gerry had taken a long time to draw the surrounding area in great detail. Once he noticed the ghosts, however, he quickly went back inside.
Grace finally finished with her shower, got dressed, and left the bathrooms. She walked around, feeling much better.
Gerry had taken a long time to draw the surrounding area in great detail. Once he noticed the ghosts, however, he quickly went back inside.
OOC: Thanks lads. Its basically the same thing as my first avatar, just with my latest lot of airsoft gear. And thanks to Wacky and Gear for the advice, it did the trick. Hmm. I hope Kirke is still on.
Far from the landing site of the strange aircraft, a man with a tophat on his head was framed in a crosshairs. To the man behind the scope, whose face was obscured by a shemagh, black goggles and a wide brimmed fedora, his target appeared as a silhouette, and seemed to radiate a sickly red glow. All the other figures surrounding him were a dull, featureless grey. He smirked beneath the shemagh.
"Sucks to be you pal." he said in an Irish dominated accent, although it had hints of others as well, the voice of a well travelled man. As his finger tightened on the trigger of his sniper rifle however, he hesitated. Something didn't look right. Then he realised it. The figure's red haze was not only concentrated in its body, but in the hat as well. In fact if anything, it was more intense in the hat. He blinked and shook his head slightly, but the phenomenon was still visible, and the sniper sighed.
"What the crispy fuck? I must be losing it." He shifted and dropped out of the tree he was sitting in.
"Better take a closer look, I suppose." And he began to move carefully through the trees towards his target, slinging the rifle over his back and drawing a P90 smg from a special clip on his belt.
Far from the landing site of the strange aircraft, a man with a tophat on his head was framed in a crosshairs. To the man behind the scope, whose face was obscured by a shemagh, black goggles and a wide brimmed fedora, his target appeared as a silhouette, and seemed to radiate a sickly red glow. All the other figures surrounding him were a dull, featureless grey. He smirked beneath the shemagh.
"Sucks to be you pal." he said in an Irish dominated accent, although it had hints of others as well, the voice of a well travelled man. As his finger tightened on the trigger of his sniper rifle however, he hesitated. Something didn't look right. Then he realised it. The figure's red haze was not only concentrated in its body, but in the hat as well. In fact if anything, it was more intense in the hat. He blinked and shook his head slightly, but the phenomenon was still visible, and the sniper sighed.
"What the crispy fuck? I must be losing it." He shifted and dropped out of the tree he was sitting in.
"Better take a closer look, I suppose." And he began to move carefully through the trees towards his target, slinging the rifle over his back and drawing a P90 smg from a special clip on his belt.
"Do you know them well? Sorry if I seem to be excited...well I am thats all." He fiddled with the buckle on the sword strap. He recoiled a bit from what Reimu said. "I'm 18" he said quietely. Young boy?
Maka caught up to Soul.
Cmon Soul ets go transform already!
Soul looked at Maka confused.
Why, whats the hurry?
I overherd talk of ghosts, think of all the souls we can steal...
Soul smirked.
He...I like the way you think...
Soul transformed, Maka picked up her Scythe and ran to the exit.
Cmon Soul ets go transform already!
Soul looked at Maka confused.
Why, whats the hurry?
I overherd talk of ghosts, think of all the souls we can steal...
Soul smirked.
He...I like the way you think...
Soul transformed, Maka picked up her Scythe and ran to the exit.
OOC: @Trilby Not quite. I'm being asked to walk the dog, so I'll be out for a bit, so it'll take him some time to show himself. All will become clear then...
<color=red>"You have no idea. The only boys I can think of that I've seen was an old man who could turn into a flying turtle, my own father, and two boys that could change into cats. By what I've seen, you're young. Almost every one of my companions is a girl of a different sort and species."
"Species? I heard Catwoman from afar but you have more?" He walked past them, closer to the ship. He looked back over at Erica. He said nothing but his eyes focused intensly. He knew what it was like to not want to talk about something. He then saw her get pounced and shouted a little "Hey what the?!" He started to draw his sword, in an incredibly awkward manner and it finally came free and he raised it.
"As far as I know, we have three cat ladies and a disembodied soul." Erica said to Daniel as she walked to the ship with him.
As she walked, some manner of beast ran up to her and pounced her. "Gah! Get off!" She shouted as she tried to push the Pokémon off of her.
As she walked, some manner of beast ran up to her and pounced her. "Gah! Get off!" She shouted as she tried to push the Pokémon off of her.
<color=red>"I know a demonic cat girl with two tails named Rin. There's a rabbit girl from the moon name Reisen. There's an oni by the name of Suika who tends to get drunk a lot on sake. There's a clumsy ice fairy named Cirno. And the list goes on. Quite frankly there are only a handful of real humans that I know of."
