((In reply to this post, but you can't insert "read more" into replies, sooo... RP and beautiful picture below cut! And for reference, text contained within “[]” is ender-speak, which Iolo can’t understand, being a human and all.))
Polty: :0 [Wat, there's so much fluff under your green.] *pets*
Iolo: Don't touch the do, dude! *swats away*
Polty: [Aww, fine. You're so fussy, green-face!] >:o ... 8>
Iolo: *flails* Put me down!
Polty: [Fine, fine, sit still.] *puts him down carefully, keeping a loopy arm around his shoulders* [Don't run away now, green-face.]
Iolo: >____> *displeased with the situation* Wish I'd stayed in my domicile today.
Polty: *waves other arm around* [Is this where you live? :> Oh wait. Hmm... How could I make you understand me...] |:?
Iolo: *grumble mumbles nothing in particular*
Polty: [Oh! I have an idea! 8>!] *grabs him and teleports inside Jazz's house* [Okay, now we just have to find the paper!] *sets him down and rifles through a chest*
Iolo: O_O THAT WASN'T COOL BRO TAKE ME BACK
Polty: *stops and looks at him* :o [What're you yelling for? Help me look!] *finds dye and sets that out, still looking for paper*
Iolo: I'M REALLY CONFUSED AND UNCOMFORTABLE ABOUT THIS CURRENT SITUATION *stands around like a dummy*
Polty: [Fine, just stand there and keep screeching like a weirdo. Pfff, you're probably going to be too dumb to even get what I'm doing... Ah!] *found paper* :> [But it's worth a try!] *sets up paper and dye on top of chest*
Iolo: *looks around for a door 'cause this is pretty effed up* I THINK I'LL JUST GO YEAH
Polty: *dips claw in dye and draws* [Uh... Wow, this is hard. So I guess I'm like really tall... and I have these thingies on me... and you're short and you have a really fluffy head and a square face and weird feet- Hey, no, look!] *quickly draws a jeff and puts it in front of him* :>! [See that? It means I'm your friend!]
Iolo: *squints at it* ... I am not an endersexual, chickenman.
Polty: :D [So you do get pictures? Come here!] *grabs his arm and pulls him towards the paper and dye* [I dunno how you can draw with those big, fat fingers, but.] :>>>>?
Iolo: o_o *does not like being dragged about* ... What do you even want, chickenman? I don't do fingerpainting.
Polty: [Look-] *dips finger in dye and draws a squiggle* [See? Oh! Oooor-] *looks in other chest and gets out a little piece of coal* [You can hold this with your fat little fingers and draw.] *tries to and makes a blob* :i;
Iolo: Uh, you want me to draw? It'd be easier with a feather. Or a stick. Or something.
Polty: *not clever enough to think of that; staring at him expectantly* o^o? *also, left the other chest open and it has that kinda stuff in it*
Iolo: *really just wants to go home and not deal with enderpeoples of various descriptions* >_>; Dude, I'm just going to go. *turns towards door*
Polty: *runs in front of him* D: [Aw, don't be shy, little guy! I bet you could draw something! Show me how you feel on the paper, pleeeeeeeeeeaaaseeee?] 0v0
Iolo: Duuuuude, quit blocking me! *kicks in the shin*
Polty: *ouchie enderman noise*! :<!
Iolo: *goes around 'cause it's not like he's much of a roadblock* >_>
Polty: :< [Fine; I'll just try again when you're not so grouchy! But I don't think you'll know your way back from here.] *puts a hand on his shoulder and teleports back to where he found him*
Iolo: o_o EeeeuuuuuaaAAAAAAHH DON'T DO THAT
Polty: [What are you complaining for; I took you all the way back home!] >:< *crosses arms*
Iolo: FEELS EFFING WEIRD, YO
Polty: [Oh, shut up, Greeny.]
Iolo: I'M GOING NOW DON'T FOLLOW ME YOU'RE NOT A WOLF *stomps off*
Polty: *loudly and poorly mimics what he said* >:< [Lol.]
Iolo: *flails and keeps stomping, which is dumb, because this is a desert and sand doesn't get stomped in a satisfactory maner*
Polty: [Bye, Greeny McGrumpy-Fluffhead!] *b'cha*
((Also, wow, I totally forgot to post this for a month even though it was written the day Iolo posted that. I'm not lazy or anything, really.))
Polty: I just realized I never had some kind of 'introduction', so HERE WE GO. I'm Poltergeist, or just Polty because what a long-ass name. This is my bro, Ty. He got nailed by lightening, so he has this big 'ol thing down him- *runs finger down scar*
Ty: FIOSFDS STOP IT! *wiggles away*
Polty: Lol, I piss him off a lot, but it's all good. We're tight and shit.
((I have decided that Enderchicken's art style will be very carefree [aka CRAPPY] because he's a fun, silly dude that doesn't give a frak, so the art will reflect that. :V Have fun wreaking havoc, Polty.)
((Sorry about not answering stuff recently, I haven’t exactly been up to it. :/ I think this is my first magic anon, though, so I had to do it. Also, sorry for it being a sketch, I’m still not exactly up to it. XD;;))
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