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  1. (Maxwell's Playground was kind of the same thing, but it was started in a time when there were many active roleplayers on these forums; I suppose that had a larger impact as well) Pollon flew back onto Dino's head and cawed in agreement, staring at Schrodinger.
  2. Pollon started cawing and flying frantically in his shock. He calmed down, landed and started cawing frustratedly at the person.
  3. Pollon flew off Dino's arm and landed on the grass a little bit next to him. He got as snug as he could and tried to get some sleep, thinking about stuff while looking at the sky.
  4. Pollon dismissed the creaking sound, for now. He turned back to Dino and listened to what he said, cawing cheerfully while spreading his wings, as if agreeing. The crow also yawned once, as it was getting a little late.
  5. Pollon was listening to all of what Dino was rambling about. "Caw!" He cawed as if giving his thoughts on Dino's speech. When clockworkatoo started shaking his wings, Pollon quickly cocked his head in his direction, slightly startled.
  6. (Fair enough :p) Pollon hopped off Dino's head and flapped onto his robotic arm. He pecked it once, then looked at Dino's face, and cawed again.
  7. Pollon ate a little bit of the charred drumstick, then stopped. It seemed he was finished. Curious about Dino, the bird flew on top of his head, landing gently. He cocked his head around, trying to get a better look at the machinery that Dino has on his body. "Caw caw caw!" He caws, curiously.
  8. The crow cocked its head at the T-rex, and cawed. It flew back into the tree for a moment, and then returned with a stick in its talons. It dropped the stick pretty close to him, and landed back where the drumstick was. "Caaaaw!" it looked at Dino for a bit longer, and then started eating the drumstick.
  9. (Sweeet) From the shade of a tree, a white bird that had presumably been watching the scene for a couple of minutes, flew relatively close to Dino and his failed drumsticks. It landed a short distance away from him, looked at the burnt food, then at Dino. "Caw!"
  10. Well, guess Im gonna give this a shot if that's okay! Not super advanced or anything, but I like him: Name: Pollon Gender: Male Age: 6 Personality: Pollon is an albino crow. He's a bit careful when around strangers, but once he gets to know them he is a very trusting bird. Can get pretty reckless at times. Appearance: A white crow, red eyes. Rough worked sketch: Strengths: He can fly, obviously! He can understand human language, but can't speak it himself, so he caws alot instead. Good at solving puzzles. Weaknesses: As mentioned before, he can't actually speak so he has to actively try to show what he means. As an albino, his eyes are weak to sunlight and prefers to stay in the shadows when it's day. Oh, and inventory: Well... not sure if this one applies to him : p
  11. Hey guys, I'd like to apologize for letting the RP get to this point of inactivity. It's fully a fault of my own, but I suppose I have my reasons for it- not really an excuse though. Not only this but also my inactivity in general. I started this RP at a pretty tension-heavy point of 2017, and while I had a the story direction planned out I got distracted by both RL and more personal stuff. Regarding my own activity on these forums, now that some things have cleared up a bit in real life, I hope I'll have more time to spend here alongside usual stuff. I'd love to ask if anybody is still interested and try to continue (provided everyone hasn't completely lost interest, that is) but I don't currently trust myself enough to hold it together. I see that HotChocolate is running an RP currently, and if they're okay with it, I'd like to join that and see how it goes. If everything goes well and enough people want to, later down the line we could see if we can revisit this one. Again, I'm sorry for letting it get to this, and I hope you understand.
  12. The satyress chuckled. "No, no. No interruptions, I was just curious about why you were--" Daafite stopped. She looked around, only to see everyone left the tavern. Where they that distracted and focussed on their conversation? Why did everybody leave? She looked at the bar, but even the bartender left. "Uh... where did...?" But they weren't completely alone. With big, heavy steps, a person walked up to their table. It was the man that was sitting in the corner, watching the scene. He was very large, wore a semi-tarnished suit of armor and carried a huge sword on his back, which he grabbed and let the tip drop on the ground, making a clashing noise. "Good grief. I can't with confidence say I met more oblivious people than you lot." He said, and skimmed over the group. His voice was deep and rather intimidating, but had a slight friendly sarcasm to it.
  13. Daafite looked at her new comerades with a glister in her eyes. "I... thank you." She said. She was about to say something else when Durham started yelling. She looked back to see the beetle in distress. "Uhm- what seems to be bothering you, little beetle?" She asked confusedly while continueing to pet Ker.
  14. Listening to Nicholas, Daafite took a deep breath and sighed. "Why yes, I came here in search of something..." she began, lifted up Ker to put him on her lap and started to pet him. "...You see, this land we live in is at stake. It's... sick. Tainted..." She looked up, then back down. "I... lost my dear kin to it. They didn't perish, but... got sick themselves..." She shook her head. "Anyways... I swiftly ventured out of my now-polluted home in search for aid- I was determined, desperate, to cure this horrid disease... however, the countless people that I have met were... just as putrid as the sickness I saught to heal. I began to lose hope... so I went here. The place where anybody is welcome. As I said, I am glad to know there are yet beings worth saving..." She cleared her throat. "That is why I came here." A few groups of people started to leave the tavern.
  15. ".. 'Daaf'?" A short silence followed. "O-oh, as in, an abbreviation of my name... ha..." she laughed nervously. Then all of a sudden, a little chameleon creature popped up next to her lap! Daafite gasped in alertness, then quickly calmed and placed her palm on his head. "My, what a handsome little fellow you are!" She looked at the people and creatures that had gathered around the table to come sit with her. "I must say.... I did not at all expect so many civil beings to come to this tavern." While conversating, the group got more dirty looks and people whispering about them.
  16. "That is my name, yes... and I can only imagine that to not have been very pleasant. Would you uh... like to take a seat with us at this table?" She asked him.
  17. (Conveniently placing Ker so we can get right back into it! Ker, you're now closer to the table where Ria and the rest are sitting. Make a move!) The bartender nodded her head and snickered. "Not like that, ye goofball. Where're ye from?" Daafite looked up in surprise when asked why she went into the tavern. "Oh.. uh, yes, you're correct, I'm not here for the drinks... " In the corner of her eye she saw Twent standing. She looked him in the eyes, then directly to his amputated arm- after which she jerked her head backwards in shock and gasped. "My...! What... happened to your arm..?" she tried to say as respectfully as she could.
  18. (ahem yes first of all SORRY for the absence, basically I got wired up into some other stuff, college, private and things got drawn out. Then last week my aunt also passed away x: BUT this isnt the place for that kinda stuff, I didn't lose interest in this RP or anything and am gladly willing to continue asap if anyone's still interested.)
  19. (a bit of clarification, Twent wasn't actually mentioned by Daafite, she proposed to Nich and Ria to sit at a table near the bar, which is close to where Twent/Durham are, sorry if that was confusing. Also Pax, when you put "he followed her curiously" do you mean he just followed her into the bar, or followed her into the bar and then stuck close?)
  20. "Uh, pretty sure the goat thin' was askin' her friends 'ere, but alright." She informed Twent as he went. She then looked at Durham. "Well ain't you a cute li'l bugger." The bartender filled another glass and shoved it in his face. "And what's your deal then?" "M-my name?" She asked. "Daafite... I am Daafite." There was a small silence, after which she looked up in surprise. "O-oh! A-and what are your names?" She quickly added, looking at both Nicholas and Ria.
  21. "Psh. 'Course 'ey did. Anyway, sounds like a rough story. You're in Criss. The town o' opportunity." She said sarcastically. "Or so 'ey say." She added. "You got a name?" She asked and leaned her chin on the palm of her hand. The satyress looked at Ria. "I... I overheard that the beverages are quite popular. Perhaps that's why." She then scanned around for an empty table and found one, pretty close to the bar itself where Twent and Durham were. "Uhm... do you two want to... sit over there?"
  22. "Ohohohoh!" The man started. "And what're you 'unna do, li'l boy?" He didn't bother getting up, but the bartender already shouted "Ey! Calm it down there, you lot." After noticing the commotion. The satyress looked down at Nicholas and on her face started forming a tiny smile. "I-it's okay. Y-you musn't waste your time with them." She managed to push through her lips. The bartender nodded at Twent. "Sure thin', mister." She grabbed a glass and filled it up, then gave it to him. "So howd'ya get that to happen?" She asked, looking at his amputated arm.
  23. The bartender looked at Durham, then at his coupons, and picked them up. Her eyes rolled and told him "Sorry li'l buddy. Those're from a few weeks back, we don't use 'em anymore." She said and continued drying a drinking glass. "Could get ya a glass'a water though." (Yes, a Satyr/ess is like a Faun :p) The Satyress looked up in shock as Ria talked to her. "Oh.. uh..." She was thinking of what to say for a moment. Before she could reply, the person that spoke to her before looked at Ria and said "I asked 'er 'ow much to take that pretty face back to me bed!" He almost shouted with a bunch of hiccups in between the words, clearly drunk. Him and his group started laughing again.
  24. (Sorry, was juggling doing some stuff) The guard's collegue gave the one that advised Twent a frown, shaking his head. He sighed, and said "If ye want answers... the town's tavern could be a good place to start lookin' for 'em." seemingly ignoring his previous statement. The inside of the tavern looked very warm and inviting. It was pretty packed, but it wasn't as crowded as it was on the streets- there was still a lack of foreign creatures though. In fact, only the Satyress was visible standing at the bar, looking uncomfortable. One man walked up to her and asked her something. Him and a few people then started laughing, after that he just sat down at his table again, taking a swig of his drink. She looked kind of confused and emberassed, then went back to standing around, looking at people. In the corner there's a large guy in slightly busted armor and a huge sword on his back, watching the scene from afar.
  25. The guard was surprised by Twent's concern, and looked like he had something on his mind. "...Hmmph. Finally someone who appreciates hard work." He swiftly got closer to Twent's ear and whispered "Be careful in there. I 'unno what business you got in the town, but keep in mind, it ain't as pretty as it looks." then pushed him through the entrance shouting "Now begone before I have ye thrown out!"