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@druidfated-blog
"I'm curious on how much an elf can eat. Well, time to refined my cooking skills."
“Is that a challenge? I’m willing to take you up on that if you’re going to cook that much, Ronan! Uhm... though maybe don’t let Elesis know, you might hurt yourself trying to keep up with us.”
Here Ryan, you too can have a chocolate box from Ronan. Though it seems like Ronan didn't have the time to stay around to wish you happy valentine's so hope you don't mind him having left that on a small card coming with the box!
Free food, delivered right to his doorstop? Well he will accept it and quite happily at that! How kind of Ronan to spend his time delivering treats to his friends..!
Ryan would have to repay the favor later, once he figured out how.
//- I’m pretty sorry for this because I was excited to try a group again but it turns out that, mentally, I just can’t keep up. I’m not sure what isn’t working out for me, but I’ll be taking Ryan and Xue Yang indie and dropping them from Isola.
It’s a shame because I have so many ideas and I was having fun threading with the people I did get a chance to thread with.
Thank you so much for your interest in RPing with my nerds. I only wish I could have made it work out but I’ve been so clearly procrastinating on doing stuff with them. I guess I might be overwhelmed by the amount of people. Thank you for the warm welcome however, I really appreciated it and had a lot of fun!
“What’s wrong with humans? Why can’t we just be anti bad-guys or something?”
"you look hugely . want me to cook something for you?"
“Is the sky blue!? Of course!!” Maybe he’d been lurking around looking pitifully hungry, stomach growling. Maybe he’d been dropping subtle hints to Ronan...
Okay he had definitely been doing those things.
And it paid off! Success!!!!
//- My main partner for part 2 wound up returning to indie for reasons / mostly motivational stuff / etc. I’ll probably thread with them indie style as usual but that leaves Ryan needing a plan B here so--
Anyone want to help an elf out in finding his other self? :3c
⚔ ▸▸ “……” Might as well kill time and bother Ryan, well his version of bothering Ryan anyway. If not flickering his forehead, it’s to poke his forehead. Maybe Lass is enjoying in, playfully picking on the woodland elf a bit too much. Blame it on his amusement of receiving his teammate’s reaction anyway. Besides, it was better than hearing Ryan’s grumbling stomach right? Poke. P O K E . “You never answer a question I was curious before.” or have even replied to the said question before.
“You and Grandiel are both elves, yet you both have different attribute.” Ryan is much more physically strong, whilst Grandiel was more the… academic type who prefers brain over brawn. “Is it like the Asmodian and Haros? Just different tribe?” Lire was surely different too. Three known elves, yet… distinctly different.
@druidfated
“Isn’t that a better question for Grandiel, not me!?” He didn’t like difficult questions like that, and if he were really honest he had never given the differences too much thought. Some people were just different, right?
“Humans are the same, aren’t you? I’m a druid, of course I have to be strong. My big sis is the more frail type, but we’re still related. I guess if you had to figure it out, Grandiel and I just grew up in different ways. If anyone has a better answer it’s probably Grandiel. He’s far older than I am! Er, you know... I mean he should know more because he’s older... Don’t tell him I called him old!”
Flicks Ryan's head. No explanation was given. Just a stare.
He holds his forehead defensively as if he’d just been assaulted, staring wide eyed in shock. Whether he’s serious or joking is impossible to tell.
“LAAAASS! What was that for!?”
Did he eat something he shouldn’t have?
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lightoball:
he couldn’t agree more! it was so good! the taste was so sweet, and the crust really soft, he couldn’t remember how long it had been since tasting something so layers in its textures. the man had really come through, and more was he when he named someone who had made it. which meant! maybe another chance to taste it again! he had even offered to make that a possibility.
it was a little surprising to hear that a human would be so open to hearing out the wild. long ears twitched to check he was hearing right, but there was apparently no correcting himself; Ryan indeed said this friend was a human.
“Pika?”
there was some noise of late about humans who were kinder to non-humans; he was skeptical but if there was any truth to it, maybe Ronan was one of these people.though he was afraid to try and find out, unless he was able to turn to Ryan, just like his invitation. but then that would out him to more people if it backfired, wouldn’t it? it was a difficult decision; if he had a peaceful life, the last thing Pikachu wanted to do was bring any trouble that might threaten it. a head tilt spoke his curiosity though, the idea of being able to eat such tasty food, and share it with others like himself, he wanted to believe it was possible “pi… chu?”
“Ronan’s never gotten mad at someone just for existing! When we were younger he’d stand up for me when I got bullied.”
Those memories had been so long ago. Ryan had eventually adapted to hiding his ears more often than not as he grew older but having a person like Ronan at his side had meant he hadn’t often needed to.
He stretches and gets to his feet with a smile.
“I’m happy to show the forest to anyone who respects nature. Humans might be hard-headed but there are a lot of good ones too. I’ll introduce you sometime, I’m sure he’d find you really adorable too, and I bet you can scurry right up trees to get the really good fruit!”
lcvinlight:
Oddly two years and perhaps a lazy writer but no one is truly counting. As long as one enjoys life, in the end that is all that matters. though having the full capabilities is a welcome set back that he would like to have one day.
“then there is no choice, we must hurry… if only we have a location to where to find your friend. “ Of course the obvious must be stated before anything else could be done right now. And of course theres a lot of things needed like perhaps rope.
“Perhaps some rope and a few sleeping medicine would come in handy no?”
It was only said in jest but also we might never know when that will come in handy, after all when the last time people can safely use rope without being judged too harshly on it?
“Would tying someone up really be for the best?” Well it might be, if it prevented them from hurting themselves or others. Well then--!
“Actually you could be right. If we encounter anyone acting weird we should do our best to help them or make sure they aren’t going to hurt someone. I only just woke up here, but I have a feeling there must be all sorts of people around.” If he was judging from the sample size of two - himself and Hermenost - that wasn’t quite enough, but if he included the people in his dream - Ronan, the little creature he hadn’t caught the name of, and others - then he could be certain this city was as varied as the members of grand chase.
“Alright, if you know where to get rope or something like that I can knock out anyone who’s unruly! While we’re searching for Ronan we’ll help as many people as possible!”
tyrfanged:
「 ✥ 」Was everything that he remembered just lies? These peaceful memories had soon been shattered once flashes of his actual past came to his mind, causing the well-mannered young man to soon end up rather shaken by everything, seeking to hide himself before his other self would find him- he was the true one.. Or so, he believed. There was no way that he had been possessed in the past and wound up killing without being able to control his own body, it couldn’t be real. Hands had curled up into fists as the blue haired male tried his best to ground himself before all of these thoughts ended up being too much to handle.
Yet, just when he started to think that he would be find and that no one would find him, a voice calling out his name reached his ears, causing the fake to freeze on the spot. Wait.. Was it Ryan? No.. It sounded somewhat different. Too different. Eyebrows furrowed, Ronan bit down onto his lower lip for a moment, gathering himself before he finally turned around- only.. to be surprised by what was now in front of him. This.. beast. What did they want from him?
“Ah… Stay away, whatever you are..!” He warned as he took a single step back, raising an arm in front of him. If anything, he was ready to run off. Perhaps, it was also easy to see that this Ronan was a bit too agitated compared to his original and that one mistake could be seen as an attempt to attack him.
Relief at Ronan recognizing his voice turned to slight dread as the other teen quickly reacted with fear. In concern and shock Ryan quickly made his form return to normal, his hunched posture straightening as his fur shrunk back into his skin and his features returned to that of the normal elf.
“It’s me, Ryan!” He took a step forward before the realization hit -- what if this was the ‘copy’ Ronan? It was hard to say. If the real Ronan were here too maybe he’d also forgotten Ryan? Could it have been a Ronan from before they met that arrived? There were too many questions he needed answers for.
“Wait... uhm, let me start over. I’m Ryan, your friend... do you remember?”
silverxblade replied to your post: "....." How to approach the topic, without ticking...
((Lmao Ryan is so chill, and Lass is nonchalant, just how2plant ))
//- he nearly had a heart attack but he’s okay now!
@tyrfanged
It had taken absolutely no time at all for Ryan to begin to panic and worry about his friend. He had woken up here alone but after that ‘dream’ of a peaceful life as childhood friends he just knew Ronan had to be here as well.
Why else would he be the only other chaser to appear in that lifetime?
Tracking was one of Ryan’s best skills and although he wasn’t sure quite where Ronan would be he could try and piece together an idea. Navigating the unfamiliar city wasn’t easy , however, and after a few hours the elf found himself losing hope.
Finally he relented. Remembering the information he’d been given - that he could still transform for a short period - he gathered nature’s energy into his body and assumed the shape of a red bristled wolf. He took off as fast as he could with nose to the ground, sniffing anywhere and everywhere for a trace of Ronan’s scent and was quickly rewarded.
Not even five minutes later had he caught a lead and soon enough he came up to his friend , tail raised and wagging in excitement.
“Ronan! Is that you?”
"....." How to approach the topic, without ticking off a certain woodland elf. "Ryan." Ah, well prepare to get some sort of reaction right? "Do you have any tips for growing plants?" as of now, Lass Isolet was holding a poor star plant pot that is dying and withering in hands. The poor thing. He tried watering regularly. Maybe too little water? He really got no talent for growing things.
It’s all Ryan can do to not scream at the sight of the poor potted plant. He can’t help his reaction of quickly snatching the plant from a sheepish Lass to inspect it. After a moment’s inspection he finally calms down and manages a smile.
“I see you were trying your best, but the soil is kind of old and out of nutrients. If we plant it in new soil it will be fine!”
He gently hands the pot back with a nod. “Let’s go find some. Do you compost at all? That would be the best, if not I know a few spots. The little guy knows you’ve been giving it your all, so don’t look too upset~.”
lcvinlight:
One hand delicately slides across the metal war axe in his hands, a gift from long ago. By itself, its existence stabilises him to the present. He misses his brothers, he surely does, and even in that other existence, they are all dead. but the happiness he wishes , its all he could do to not force it down on others.
“ I am Hermenost of Levinlight. In other words I have mastered lightning that there is no limit for me as of now. “ is there a connection between the present and past right now? No. Elves are elves and elezen are different, its no use putting the image of a elezen child on top of the other.
“Tell me Ser Ryan. What is this Ronan speciality, should he become combative?”
“Or, having such a peaceful life style. Would the doubles even know how to fight like us.”
The other has already surpassed all limit on his power? Ryan could only conclude he must have been here a while then, although he had no idea what ‘a while’ would even amount to, having just arrived.
“I... hmm. well we were separated before I woke up here, I honestly thought we were all going to die! My main concern would be... ah, well...”
The teen’s expression grows somewhat grim. If he had gotten flashbacks of a peaceful life he’d never lived then the others may have seen what they’d gone through as well. Although Ryan had been through difficult situations he’d always emerged chipper and ready to go the next day.
“There’s a chance he might remember having done terrible things against his will. If that’s the case, the biggest danger could be to himself. H-Honestly I haven’t even seen the original Ronan here either yet... I just know he’s here because he was with me -- the other me! So I have to make sure he’s safe!”
lcvinlight:
“Mine is… I suppose he is saying his last minute goodbyes. Or perhaps it is me, after all, it was a pleasant life. “ he closes his eyes a bit, but then opens them, looking prepared and ready for whatever comes next. It was nice, living as if he was here his whole life. The memories though, they didn’t belong to him. So he should say goodbye….soon.
“I would be glad to assist you. But are you really a elezen? You are awfully…short.” a bit of mirth never hurts.
“Elezen? Is that why you’re so tall?”
He’s never heard of an ‘elezen’ before but even Ryan is sharp enough to put two and two together. They must be different races, even if they look very similar. How interesting!
“I’m an elf, not an elezen. I come from a large forest which I protect. I’m a druid!” He cracks a large smile. It’s interesting to see the solemn expression on the other man’s face as he mentions the other ‘him’ going to say goodbye... but if the others were all going to the same place, goodbyes probably wouldn’t be needed.
“I’ll probably get a bit taller with my growth spurt, but this is pretty normal... uhm, anyway. If our counterparts don’t seem likely to cause trouble then finding Ronan and his would be the first priority. Maybe see if anyone else along the way needs help while we’re at it, since we’re probably more capable than others.”
He pauses, then straightens quickly as if he just remembered something cruical. “Ah! Mind my manners, my name’s Ryan! Sorry, I’m bad at formalities!”
