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The Final Test (thread)
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The Final Test (thread)Erin flexed her fingers, summoning a handful of cherries. She popped one in her mouth, and spat out the pit, incinerating it before it hit the ground. She stalked over to where the others were. They were still flirting.
"Why are we here, Mr. Kendo?" She traced the knife that hung at her side.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
His smile was dark.
"And, luckily, we've arrived in the land of the elves, Elfheim. Oh, I despise those stuck-up snobs..."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Finally, someone asked the right question, like how are they planning to let them survive, what are the rules, and what are the limits? So many questions, yet so little answers. Perhaps, only time will wait for them and provide the necessary information they need.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Kendo, Ferrari, Charlie. Names. Erin knew she should remember them to at least act like she cared. Best not to break all the bonds immediately...
"That one killed all the elves like a moron, so I sure hope you know this land, Mr Kendo. Where the heck is the best place to make a... base camp?"
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
✿ Where there are bees there are flowers ✿
✿ And wherever there are flowers, there is new life and hope ✿
✿ And wherever there is new life and hope, there is love, and someone there ✿
❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀
His smile was cold, his attitude completely different from just a moment before.
"The palace is quite nice, after all."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Afterall, inorder to live a good life, they need money, and what a palace must have is lots of money.
She looked at the rest of their group skulking in the shadows and laughed. Good luck to them. Allies were acceptable in her mind. Friends... were not. She was the most valuable person here: the only one that could make food from thin air.
Palace schmalace. Who cared about some stupid palace anyway?
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
✿ Where there are bees there are flowers ✿
✿ And wherever there are flowers, there is new life and hope ✿
✿ And wherever there is new life and hope, there is love, and someone there ✿
❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀