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possumboy OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 221 |
Posted: Wed, 23/03/2022 23:19 (3 Years ago) |
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Astrid was considered an observant person, for, well, you'd suppose obvious reasons. When you can't talk about something, you observe it. Being a small and agile girl, she was often perched on rooftops or hidden in small spaces where she could see everything, but no one could spot her. At least, most of the time. When she did get caught, usually they brushed it off, as what could a deaf girl with no relations or friends do to them? She was a secret-keeper. Astrid was climbing up onto the roof of a small building that rounded the corner next to the town square. Roof tiles chipped and rained dust and grit as she quickly made her way up, gripping the line where the two sides of the roof met, looking down. It wasn't lost on her that there was someone running through the streets. A thief. This wasn't a particuarlly alarming occurence, and not one that Astrid saw as cause for concern. Everyone needed to eat, right? And even if it was something more sinsiter, it wasn't her buisness. Astrid took every detail without much concern of which side it caused the person speaking it to fall on, wether that be good or evil. She jumped a little with suprise as Septhis used the same rooftop she was on to get to the stalls. She wasn't expecitng that. Astrid had seen theives before, and none of them ever thought to use the roofs as a method of transportation. She was intrigued. Not much intrigued Astrid, even though she was someone who heard and saw a lot of suprising things, so this was something new. She slid carefully off the roof, jumped down, and as soon as she had gotten a clear sign of the thief, she began following him, in her own way. Quietly and carefully. She would find out what she could about this thief. She always did. [Read more] |
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possumboy OFFLINE Forum Posts: 221 |
Posted: Thu, 17/03/2022 06:10 (3 Years ago) |
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He smiled grimly. "It's quite alright, son. Lilly was a wonderful woman, but the Fates decided it was her time to go. I've got a family all around me, the community. I'll always have an emptiness in my heart, but it grows smaller every day. I apologize for springing it on you, I'm afraid I don't speak much of it." It was becoming clearer and clearer that Orion was a man with a big heart, but full of a hidden quiet sadness. As they reached the end of the forest, he stopped for a minute, with a sigh. "Anytime you need anything, Jarren, please, come to me, I'd love to talk again." [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 16/03/2022 05:55 (3 Years ago) |
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"Just like walking..." he mused thoughtfully. "It's a good thing to take time for yourself. As I've said before, the most important thing a man can do is to be thoughtful, both of himself and his surroundings. Well, it's at least on that list. But you must soak in the comfort of a community. People are flawed, yes, and not always will you agree with them, but the least you can do is find the good things. Children, for instance. Oh, I'm quite fond of children. My wife..." A bit of sadness passed over him, "Died with our stillborn child, so I could never see grandchildren of my own." But he brightened. "But, there are plenty around, and I love them all dearly, like they were my own." [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 16/03/2022 00:24 (3 Years ago) |
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He grinned, and shook Jarren's hand warmly, his grip strong for a man his age, but full of tenderness. "And a pleasure myself, Jarren. So..." He gave Angela's lead a gentle tug to keep her at pace with him, though he did his best to slow down considering how wide the strides of the tall, muscular man was. "I suppose that I'd better get this girl home," he chuckled. "She's a rebel, always sneaking out and off into the woods. She's just about as old as I am, at least for a goat." He looked up. "Forgive me, I never asked about you. What is it that you're up to, if you're off by yourself? Don't answer if you think I'm prying, I'm just curious," Orion said politely. In truth, Jarren seemed to have an unmistakeable cloud of sadness about him, and Orion was a warm and caring soul, always out to do what he could for others. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 15/03/2022 17:50 (3 Years ago) |
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"Please, call me Orion, everyone does," he chucked. He continued walking torwads the forest, he too recgonized Ping and Hana, and he sighed. "Oh dear, Hana must have wandered off again." Orion shook his head. "She's a free spirit, that child. Her mother will be worried, I'd better let her know that Ping is watching over her." He was silent for awhile, then after a bit, said, "So, I told you my name, would you mind telling me yours? You know, I've seen you a few times now and then, but you don't seem to show your face much." (Sorry for the short post AHH) [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 15/03/2022 14:47 (3 Years ago) |
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Angela bleated at him, her honey-colored eyes blinking slowly. Orion laughed. "Yes, I'd say that that was quite the interesting encounter indeed. But, then again, wouldn't you call it something more than that? I'd bet my vegetable garden that was a fairy." He continued walking a little ways. "Fairies must be the most wonderful people, it's a pity that we cannot communicate more. They must have so many secrets about the forest, and its wonders. Oh, what I'd give to have a conversation with one, for oh, five minutes, maybe." Orion chuckled. "Pay no mind to the ramblings of an old soul. I've been on this earth for far too long to be making sense, but I have apreciated every moment. Won't you walk with me back to the village? Can't see reason for you to be going anywhere else, really." [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 14/03/2022 22:06 (3 Years ago) |
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Orion furrowed his brow, confused at what had happened. Of course, wasn't confusion something that he saw often these days? Sooner or later, he supposed, Either it would stop or he'd get used to it. Though, it seemed that their neighbors weren't leaving anytime soon. Orion had never really considered what he'd thought about the fairies. He'd had them on his mind for awhile now, but he'd never thought about wether or not he was resentful of them being there, or if he was happy. In the stories, most of the time, fairies were good creatures, peaceful ones. There was always the evil or wicked one now and then, but why judge an entire tree just by its one bad apple? Of course, he'd still love to meet them. It would make sense that fairies were there much longer than humans, after all, hadn't the village simply come to be as their past race destroyed itself? They were, in reality, intruders on this land. An invasive species. So, Orion would want nothing more than to learn what he could from the fairies, if they were willing to teach it. Until then, he had a goat to return. With a grunt, he got to his feet. "Well, show's over, Angela, let's go." He took the goat's lead and began leading it home, saying over his shoulder to Jarren, "I'd suggest you head home to, my boy. Unless you have buisness in the forest." [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 14/03/2022 20:44 (3 Years ago) |
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It was one thing for Orion to be surprised by the news of fairies. It was another thing to see a strange, vibrant flash of red in the woods, with falling petals he'd never seen before. He was a simple man, who lived by simple means. This was getting a lot more wild then he was used to. Of course, that didn't mean Orion was stupid. He could go along with this. He spotted one of the petals, and went to pick it up. "So simalar to that of the Orchidaceae," he murmered to himself. He looked back up, dropping the petal. Orion turned around when he heard Jarren's footsteps. He may have been an old man, but his hearing was as sharp as a tack. "Terribly sorry if I've caused any trouble, young man," he said pleasantly. "Old Angela got out again, and I suppose I..got a bit off-" He suddenly realized that Angela was being led, though he hadn't given her any instruction. "Now this just takes the cake, now don't it, you naughty old goat," he chided with a slight laugh. As Angela chewed contentedly on the grass, he sighed. "Just a few minutes more, I suppose-Oh!" He was fascinated by the light shining, and bent down as far as his old knees would allow. "Well, isn't that quite beautiful." He spoke to Angela, "We've always got to apreciate the little things in life, Angie." [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 14/03/2022 17:06 (3 Years ago) |
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"C'mon girl," Orion soothed, clicking his tounge as he led the goat back to the village. "You're tired, arentcha? A long journey like this for an old woman like you?" He had, with the goat's rebellious nature even in its age, made this journey many times, but suddenly, on this trip, he seemed hyperaware of his surroundings. Like at any moment, something could happen. Of course, wouldn't that be expected after what he had learned? It was like he was seeing the forest in a new way, something that he never thought was even possible. Still, he kept down the well-trodden path, his boots breaking the twigs and leaves that littered the path with soft crunching noises. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Orion spotted falling white petals, something that struck his curiousity. He looked up, brow furrowed. "What do you say we take a little detour, huh girl?" He started heading torwads the source of the flower petals. Orion was a wise old man, but everyone gets curious. He saw a glimpse of red amoung the trees, and paused. Maybe it was a bird, or a squirell. But..it was so vibrant, like nothing he'd seen before. What was it? He kept looking up, eyes squinting. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 14/03/2022 03:57 (3 Years ago) |
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Orion had seen many things in his fifty-four years of age. He had seen so many developments in this little village, He had helped to create many of them (Though he didn't claim to be a leader of any kind, no sir.) In fact, being one of the oldest people next to Calliba herself, he considered himself to be an adviser, someone who gave advice when he could. Whatever his role was, he would help people, whether it was with working on a construction project, a problem with growing a garden, or mending a tear in a shirt. He was a jack-of-all trades. But that was challenged when the news of their...neighbors came. Orion wasn't quite sure how to deal with this. Ever since he was little, he had loved stories. Stories of magical forests, little girls in red capes, trolls that shook bridges, it was all fascinating and wonderful to him. He would tell them to small children around fires, or to the sick villagers as he assisted them. But he never expected them to come true. He never expected to be living in a literal fairytale. But could he really call this a fairytale? This was actually happening, this was real. This wasn't a dream...right? Orion was working in his own garden when he first heard about it. One of his favorite things to do was to feel the soil under his hands, to feel the leaves, and how smooth they were, the sunlight on his back, the smell of fresh dirt and growth. So he was brushing his hands on his shirt when he heard the news, standing up carefully, one hand on his aging back. He joined the crowd, heard the whispers and saw the glances. He soon found out the source of them. Days later, Orion was leading an old goat that had broken out for the millionth time back to its owner, tugging gently on the rope attached to its neck and whispering soothing words. As always, the subject of fairies was on his mind. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 11/03/2022 00:09 (3 Years ago) |
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Age - 54 Species - Human Appearance - Tall, muscular but bowed from years of work and hard toil. He has a face marked with smile lines and bright blue eyes, salt and pepper hair that's always slicked back, and a thick dark beard. Specialty - Orion has a talent for spotting differnet types of flora and fauna, which has helped him in assisting where he can in identifying poisonous plants, animals that can be hunted or animals to avoid, etc. Personality - Orion is a grandfatherly type, who has a special love for children. He can get along with just about anyone, and has a special way of making even the most cold of hearts melt. However, he is protective and loyal, and will do what is nesscesary, though he is a peacemaker, and usually tries to find the peaceful solution. Background/Extra Info - Orion especially loves dogs (that's a fun fact lol) Password - steve [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 10/03/2022 23:28 (3 Years ago) |
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Palpad?: Sure Personality: Astrid cuts a quiet figure, taking almost no notice with her meek figure and lack of speech. She seems innocent and childlike on the outside, but on the inside, she is caculating and watchful. Astrid can gather secrets in bunches, being small enough to creep around unnoticed, and if she is caught, they never think she'll tell. After all, what can one say when their tounge is not there to utter the words that would drive so many to ruin? Gender:Female Age:18 Appearance: Saakri-Lumens or Human: Saakri-Lumens Powers(only for Saakri-Lumens): Telecommunication: This ability is quite difficult for anyone, especially Astrid to understand, but the abiliity is quite complicated. If Astrid is concentrating enough, and that concentration is not broken for the entire time, she can telepathically communicate her own thoughs into someone's mind, though she cannot recive their own and the connection can only last for a short amount of time, so, when she does use her abilitiy, she "speaks" in short, clipped sentences. Weapon/Abilities(For humans): Ahhhh I know that I just asked for a reserve but here's the spot- [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 10/03/2022 22:48 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 08/03/2022 14:38 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 07/03/2022 04:38 (3 Years ago) |
 Gender: Male Age: 44 DOB: September 16th Role: Phoenix Crew, Second-In-Command Faceclaim: Skeet Ulrich Personality: Fable has a one-track mind. He doesn’t derive from his goal, no matter what it would be, or how he gets there. As for loyalty, it’s something that he prides himself on, staying true to the Phoenix Crew.. He’s also extremely empathetic, but he is also temperamental, though he does his best to hold it back and focus on what matters most. He’ll do anything for the cause, and anything for his fellow members. Though, he does have quite a sense of humor, and a talent for quick-one liners. Many consider him the father figure of the Phoenix Crew. Backstory: Fable is an orphan, as many stories go, his parents dying when he was young. He was raised by an old woman named Ottie who payed orphans and runaways in food and shelter. However, she asked for stolen goods in return. Fable rose through the ranks of their makeshift gang to become Ottie’s favorite, gaining her power and influence. He knew, however, that one day he’d do something better, make a change in the world. As he saw the other side of Ottie, her cruelty, he became more and more convinced, and when he was eighteen, he ran from Ottie, striking out on his own, until he eventually came to meet Juno. Power: When he touches people, for up to 5 minutes, he can read their mind but there is a cooldown Strengths: Fable is extremely athletic, his strengths lying more in muscular activities. He could be considered a “strongarm”, as he can (as he likes to brag, lift just about anything) and is called on for physical problems. He’s also a quick thinker on his feet, and can change plans in an instant. Problems seem to bounce off of him as it doesn’t take him long to come up with a solution Weaknesses: Though Fable is very strong, he’s a horrible runner, and it seems that his ability to think on his feet sometimes leads to some unwanted improvisation, so sometimes he can drive forward without thinking of the consequences. He’s also extremely stubborn, so once he decides something that isn’t a detail of a plan, it takes a lot to get him to change his mind. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 20/02/2022 03:19 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Sun, 20/02/2022 00:50 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Sat, 19/02/2022 23:44 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Sat, 19/02/2022 21:22 (3 Years ago) |
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