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Post by Midnight on Dec 1, 2011 20:01:20 GMT -6
Midnight sat on the edge by the sea, watching the floating island above her. The other four should be here shortly. They were only her most trusted friends, she wouldn't go with anyone else. There was one exception though; the new male. He had just arrived from wherever he came from, and Midnight thought it would be fun to have him. She just hoped him and the others would arrive soon.
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Post by damien on Dec 1, 2011 20:06:43 GMT -6
Damien was flying around to the area where they were all supposed to meet and noticed Midnight. He flew down and landed next to her. He knew he was the newest to the group and hoped the others liked him. He just wanted to fit in with others like he hadn't for a long time. "Hi Midnight," he said. "Are the others here yet?"
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Post by kmin66 on Dec 1, 2011 20:16:53 GMT -6
Tala watched Midnight and the new male from above and downwind. She had a mischevious thought, and grinned. She dove to the ground, tapped Midnights head lightly with her paw, and swooped back up until she was hovering at about 100 ft. Using her Cry spell (but lightly) she yelled, "Tag, you're it! Be down in a bit!" using the couplet style she loved, and, creating a noiseless firework (one of her specialties. Ooc: she can do it without a spell, she can't explain it though) that looked like... well, a teal-ish firework, she swooped through the center of it and landed, with a dramatic bow, landed in front of the pair, grinning. "So who's this?" she asked, sniffing the new male. "Never seen you before. Can you tell me any more?" she asked Midnight, still on a rhyming kick. She smiled, and the glowing vial around her neck glowed brighter. "Are the others here? Can you smell them? Are they near?"
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Post by damien on Dec 1, 2011 20:27:22 GMT -6
"My name's Damien," Damien said. "I'm a lone wolf who came from a pack that's no more. I just met Midnight recently and she wanted me to meet her other friends and go to Myoujou Island with them and her. I hope I don't make a fool of myself or anything. It's been a while since I've been with a group of any kind. As for your last three questions, no, the others aren't here yet."
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Post by Mama Z on Dec 1, 2011 20:33:24 GMT -6
((Damien, you can't roleplay till your character has been accepted. I approved it, but next time don't start rping till its been accepted.
Also, it seems like there is a posting order here, so please wait for the others to respond first before you go again.))
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Post by Midnight on Dec 3, 2011 22:11:23 GMT -6
"Well, crazy, I would think if you couldn't smell them, they weren't here." Midnight said to Tala. "Now all we have to do is wait for two more of my friends. Hopefully they will be here soon." She didn't mind waiting, it gave them a chance to talk and learn more about each other. "Ok," she streched,"mmmm, someone ask me a question about me. Anything."
((OoC: and hey if you guys are up for it i was thinking of making a little band, not necesarily a pack, just like a loner group-thing. :}
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Post by damien on Dec 4, 2011 16:09:37 GMT -6
((OoC: It sounds great and since you said someone, I hope I can go.)
Damien was curious who Midnight's other friends were and he was also curious about her a bit. He decided he might as well ask something. "Hey, Midnight," he said. "I was wondering what your parents were like. I mean, I know some are nice and some aren't. I'm very curious how yours were.
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Post by Midnight on Dec 5, 2011 16:27:32 GMT -6
Midnight's first reaction was saddness. Her parents had left her to die; it always made her feel unwanted. Like she wasn't worthy of life. She never dwelled on that memory, among others. Then she realized he didn't know her well, and was just curious. "Well, I didn't know my parents. They abondoned me." Then she laughed. 'Of all the questions to ask,' she thought, 'you choose that one.'
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Post by damien on Dec 5, 2011 16:51:37 GMT -6
Damien froze a bit and looked away. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't know." He thought he had it bad since his parents were killed. However, they were nice to him and never gave any sign they would abandon him. He felt really sorry about reminding Midnight of her parents like that. He just hoped he didn't mess up too much.
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Post by Midnight on Dec 5, 2011 18:02:29 GMT -6
((you read her profile didn't you? hit her right were it hurts. sniffle sniffle ............lol i guess kmin or kallik will go next))
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Post by kmin66 on Dec 18, 2011 9:02:31 GMT -6
(Ooc: yeah, how 'bout one of me?) "I needed a line, to help pass the... er... what rhymes well with line?" Tala shook. "Never mind. Well, that will do, I suppose. Ah, I'll ask a question next! How about... what's your favorite color? I love teal. It's the color of my eyes." She opened her eyes really wide, stuck her head into Midnight's face, and attempted to point with her paw at her eyes, which caused her to fall over. "Oh well," she said, laughing. "Do you think the others are EVER going to get here? I'm rather tired of waiting. I say we sleep here, and if they don't come, we go without them."
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Post by Midnight on Dec 18, 2011 11:49:59 GMT -6
Midnight agreed. "I say turquoise. It's the color of my eyes. And my bandana." she thought it was funny when she fell over, so she shouted to the other, "WOLF PILE!!!!!" and jumped on Tala, pulling at her tail. When will the others get here, she thought. We might just have to leave them.
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Post by damien on Dec 19, 2011 10:20:40 GMT -6
Damien laughed at Tala as she fell over and even more when Midnight jumped on Tala. He was really liking these wolves and was hoping the others would get here. "My favorite color is black," Damien said. "It's the color of my fur and the wonderful night." He always loved the night since he just felt so alive then. He wondered if the others felt that way or if it was just him.
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Post by kmin66 on Dec 26, 2011 23:37:03 GMT -6
(Ooc: Pack-group-y-hoohah sounds good. I'm having Tala suggest it in this post, will totally modify if needed )
"I like black too," Tala replied as she struggled to throw Midnight off. "How about you?" (meaning Midnight) "But I don't like brown; it's the color of..." She tried to think of a polite rhyme, still wrestling. Then her face lit, and, with a triumphant grin, she said, "I dislike brown..." she set of a brown firework with a red "X" over it, then continued, "but how about BLUE?" She blasted a big, heart-shaped, sky blue firework above her head. "As for parents? I have no clue. Maybe they liked blue, too!" Finally wrenching herself out of Midnight's hold, Tala shook. She grinned. "Happiness- it's nearly tangible here, like when you're with somebody dear." She suddenly had a thought; her ears perked up, and light crackled along her wings. "We should make a sort of... Erm... informal pack! We could call ourselves the Treotri (Ooc: tray-OH-tree), like in the legend my Uran, ah, mother told me! Did your Ur- oops, mothers... Never mind..." She trailed off remembering the very rectnt, very awkward conversation. 'Well, do you know the story? I could tell it; it's not... too gory..."
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Post by Midnight on Dec 27, 2011 10:28:41 GMT -6
After Midnight was dislodged, she laughed. "No need to be awkward about it." she said. "But no, I haven't heard it. Tell us!" and walked to Damien, and croutched by him, ready to listen. She had a feeling they would have to leave soon. She really wanted to wait for just one more person though.
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