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Fantasy 1x1 with wolfgirl2398
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Fantasy 1x1 with wolfgirl2398he smiled a little and handed the rose to fallow.
''here'' maxwell said.
"I was the one who saved you from that forest monster," she retorted. Minnow sighed. "Fine. But we need your help in the Mess Hall, there's a fight."
Fallow's eyes narrowed. "A food fight?" She asked. Minnow nodded. "The annual one," he said happily, and ran off. Fallow chuckled, and turned back to Maxwell. "I have to go now, unless you want to come? Every few months we have a food fight between two teams in the Mess Hall," she said, chuckling. "Oh, and thank you for the rose. It's beautiful," Fallow said, and put it softly in her pocket.

"Blonde hair, really preppy. Weather Fantasy..." She looked into the large place that had marble tiles, plants everywhere, a large buffet table on three sides of the room and a waterfall. "Get her with mashed potatoes if you see her, okay?" She said, and immediately after she walked in she was hit by an entire pizza.

he peeled the pizza off of her face and flung it back like a flying disk at the person who had thrown it.
''alright then'' he said, running and dodging flying food.
he slid across the floor and got to cover as he grabbed a tray that was laying on the floor for an extra shield.
his head poked up from behind a table ever once in a while as he threw a few piece's of food and used the tray to block some of the food that came sailing at him.
he scanned a little before spotting a girl near a wall with a very unprotected hiding spot.
that must be her.. he thought.
he grinned and scooped up a bit of mashed potatoes he managed to block that stuck to the tray and instantly stood up, sending it flying at the girl in the very obvious hiding spot before ducking back down as a sandwich went flying over.
Fallow dodged a swarm of carrots, and ducked under the buffet table. She swiftly zipped her hand on the top of the table, grabbed a hold of something, and brought it back under. Spaghetti, Fallow thought, and saw a girl about to bombard her brother with egg rolls. Fallow dumped the spaghetti on her head, making her shriek in surprise. Fallow laughed, and slid on the lemonade that had covered the floor. She skated over to a corner, and behind a table.
"Watch out," Fallow said rather calmly to Maxwell and blocked a face-full of spinach casserole with the bowl. Fallow chucked some leftover meatballs at the running people, and each one hit since it was a chaos. She ducked a crowd of fried rice, taking some in her spaghetti bowl. "Good luck!" She said to Maxwell, laughing a bit. Fallow then skated towards the buffet table and began to skate around throwing Jell-O at everyone, not minding the colossal amount of food that had nested in her curly red hair.

maxwell smiled a little and popped back up from behind his table, throwing a huge piece of pasta at someone right in the face.
he ducked back down and started to laughing like crazy.
something landed on his face and he instantly stopped laughing.
he sat up and rubbed whatever it was off his face and blinked.
"Plus she's my over-protective sister." Fallow made a bee-line towards the Nature-y house, and duck a bit as she and Maxwell went through the ivy. "Fallow, your a minute late and your covered in syrup," said a tall girl immediately after they walked in. "Dawn--" Fallow interrupted, glaring into her sister's brown eyes.
Her sister's brown hair (is had electric blue highlights) swished a bit as she pointed towards the beds. "And let go of the newbie's hand," Dawn added. Reddening very softly (it wasn't visible due to the night), Fallow let go of Maxwell's hand. "Don't be so hard on the newbie," an older Fantasy murmured. A wave of agreement rushed through the household. "At least tell him where to sleep!" Lyra said. "On the bed to my left," Fallow said to Dawn. Dawn's eyes narrowed. "No, he can--" Fallow glared with her electric blue eyes.
"What, is he going to sleep with Minnow? There's no other spots," Fallow said. Dawn sighed. "Fine," she grumbled. Fallow's gaze softened slightly as she glanced a Maxwell (it had an apologizing edge to it) and she walked towards her bunk bed. Minnow was already on top of it, fast asleep.

adding her o the list of people i find annoying along with brandon... he thought, laying down and covering up.
an ebony black wolf walked right past dawn, seeming to accidentally knock her feet right out from under her and leaped up into the bed, laying down next to maxwell's feet.
the wolf's crimson's eye's seemed to glow in the dark as he glanced at dawn with an annoyed look, as if knowing about what went on while he was hunting.
(ze wolf knows everything!! lol)
About thirty minutes later, Fallow slipped out of bed and tiptoed over to Maxwell. She softly nudged his shoulder. "You awake?" She whispered, very softly. "I want to show you something,"

''shush shadow.... yeah i'm awake.. i'm still not used to being in some cottage building with other people......'' he murmured quietly.
he sat up and scratched shadow's head.
''shadow can stay here and act like i'm still here.... i've done it before back at my family's safe house with my brother jack... on most night's when he's in his room drunk half the time..'' he sighed, getting up and stretching.
shadow took maxwell's place in the bed and carefully took the blanket between his teeth, covering himself up.
(no, mostly brandon on the list... now dawn, and more to come)
(I'm sort of planning to have Maxwell and Brandon kiss at the minimum 3 times in this RP before it ends or something)
Fallow just nodded and silently crept out of the Nature cabin. "You can have a private room if you want," she said once they were out. "You'd have to sleep in a tree, but..." She pointed to the ridiculously tall tree that had a large bump in the middle, which made it look like it was a tree with a large belly. "It'd be kind of like that." She then took his hand softly and led him somewhat deeper into the forest. "I don't usually show newbies this," Fallow said timidly.
"But you're quite different." She stepped into a cave with a large creature that looked somewhat like a lion. It had a white puffy mane, and the structure of a gigantic lion, but that was where the similarities ended. It had electric purple eyes the color of lightning, lightning sprouting out of its cloud-like mane, and blue fur embedded with lightning. Whenever it made a sound, it sounded like thunder. It thundered at Maxwell, but Fallow put her hand on the lion's nose and it calmed down. "It's those creatures that hate Fantasies. The weird cyclop-like thingies on the road that chase you. This is probably the only tame one in the universe," she said, and softly put both her hand and Maxwell's on the creature's nose.

maxwell gazed up at the lion, suddenly just lost as he admired the graceful beast.
''i've.. never seen one of these creature's before... he's magnificent, though i've seen white lion's before.. but never one like this'' he admitted.
his attention slowly drifted off and he realized that his hand was over fallow's.
he blushed furiously and tried to hide it, walking around to the side of the lion to stroke it's side.
''these pattern's are so amazing..'' he muttered, admiring the coloration of the pattern and the lion's pelt color.
"I call him Tempest," Fallow said a bit idly as the creature made thunder crash in soothing purrs. His tail flicked, enjoying the attention, and suddenly rain began to trickle inside the cave. Fallow quickly rushed over to his tail and grabbed it, making the rain stop. "He's like a storm lion, I guess... Don't tell Dawn. She'd kill me if she knew I even touched him," Fallow murmured with a sigh. Tempest wavered around in cross steps, and finally stopped in front of Maxwell, his lightning-like eyes observing the Fantasy. Tempest's tail flicked above Maxwell's head, and Maxwell's hair flew up in all directions because of the static. Tempest leaped to the other side of the room, like a cat chasing a laser. "That means he likes you," Fallow assured. Tempest bounced around happily.
(TROLOLOL GIANT STORM KITTY)

''i can tell, maybe it's cause i'm a double fantasy, a light and nature...'' he muttered.
he reached into pocket and pulled out what looked like a ziplock bag full of weird raw meat.
he held it up in the air and held a hand up.
''you want something to eat bud? i'm sure you'll like this'' he said, smiling brightly as he also put on a rubber glove just in case.
(a big FLOOFY storm kitty~)

''why did you follow us....?'' he asked, grabbing another piece of meat.
he held it out for temptest and looked calm.
''easy..'' he murmured, hoping temptest understood.
The sound of over-weight firecrackers rung through the cave, like the amplified pop-pop of newly made pizza cheese. Just in time, Fallow had cast a large wall of thick beanstalks over the cave entrance to block the sound. As it was sudden, Fallow's left blue eyes was masked by her red hair. Water sprayed over the rocky ground like blood splats, along with red rubber patches. "What was that?" Fallow exclaimed, panting a bit in surprise.
"Water balloons exploded," Skye sighed, brushing the water off of her skin. Tempest eyed Skye in a particular way, and a rain cloud appeared above her head. Skye poked it and, because she was a weather Fantasy, it dissolved. Tempest gave a somewhat hostile thunder-purr, and prodded her shoulder with his giant nose affectionately. "Good Thunder Lion," she said a bit softly, and patted Tempest's large head. It waddled away and swiped the meat out of Maxwell's hand.
