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Those Who Carried On
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Those Who Carried OnMiles didnt know what to say so he walked past her and headed towards the door where the other guardians might be. He knocked slowly.
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
No, nononono this was not good. Where was Stanley? He was with The Narrator as far as the latter man knew, where had he gone?
“Stanley? Stanley, can you hear me? Where are you?”
[Right here.]
The thought came from behind Narrator. He whirled around to see the very man he was looking for, a soft smile plastered on his face.
Stanley’s eyebrows turned up in confusion. Goodness, his Narrator did not look good.
[You ok?]
“Fine now, Stanley, thank you.”
Narrator clapped his hands together and at once returned to his normal bravado.
“Now! Do you have any idea where we are?”
Stanley shook his head, and The Narrator’s expression fell the slightest bit.
“Well, uhm, I vote we make our way towards that cottage over there, hm?”
[Sure.]
The two then walked towards the cottage.
"you were too correct"
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Eclipse nodded his head. Even though he was only five, he was bigger than Isabelle and Caspian, so he would protect them if anything bad happened.
Caleb was walking along the street of the town. He wasn’t really worried about anything happening outside, as he was dead and none of it would really affect him in any way. At least he didn’t believe it would. He just whistled a tune as he walked down the sidewalk.
Miles looked down at the ground and sighed. He noticed some sort of whirlpool. "Huh?"
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
Stanley tapped on Narrator’s shoulder, signaling that perhaps they should find some cover. He ducked behind some bushes, Narrator following shortly after.
Narrator mumbled to himself, hopefully not loud enough for anyone besides Stanley to hear.
“A- A bird? A whirlpool? What is going on?”
Stanley simply shrugged.
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
7H watches from a new hiding spot, noticing the battle happening. Even though she was hiding, she still stuck out and was visible to most in the area
"you were too correct"
"Thanks!" She nodded and ran outside. The stars around her head orbited quickly- a sign that her headache was only furthering, like an sos. She saw Rhuna and Obsidian. "What's going on?!"
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Miles looked up at the whirlpool."Whoa". He had never seen a whirlpool that big in his life before.
Stanley had to duck as the Staraptor just barely flew above his head. His eyes still followed its flight however, and he had to stifle a laugh as the bird landed directly on Narrator’s head. Narrator just about froze, and he locked eyes with Stanley.
“Stanley. I hate to say this request like this, but get this thing off of me.”
That was enough to make Stanley double over with laughter.
“DO NOT LAUGH, THIS IS SERIOUS!”