Chasing Dustclouds

Howdy, name's Flint Locke. I'm not sure why you decided to talk to this tired old man, but I appreciate the company since my Boys... [[This is a Ask/RP blog of Flint Locke. Don't be afraid to send me either a ask or a rp hook. Crossroleplays welcomed!]]

[rashiira]

[flint-locke]

"...So /that's/ what happened to my gotdang doorknob! Damnit Thomas..."

[brnbear550]

Even though it was obvious who the Masked Man was, this scene was played out beautiful and emotionally heart breaking.

[flint-locke]

"I just wished that I could have found him for you sooner, Boy..."

[giygas]

[flint-locke]

RP starter for maskedchimera

Sitting on the steps of the temple, Flint stretches forward to loosen his back. He had taken the day off to get away for a bit, having one of the villagers mind his Sheep. It wouldn't a hard job in any case, just have to make sure they don't get loose and nothing tries to eat them.

He also left Boney back there to make sure nothing happens. That made him feel a little better leaving his work for the day. Resting his hands on his knees, he sits back on the temple steps and looks around him. It was a nice day in anycase, the forest to his right and the path to the Village to his left with a small rest area next to the Temple. The flowers even looked good despite all the people that walk on them to read the sign that clearly says don't step on the flowers. They really need to move that sign to the front so it would actually serve a purpose.

He shakes his head a bit and smiles. He remains at the Temple, waiting for the one that called him out. Rubbing the back of his neck, he glances to the forest again and remembers the last time he had wandered in with a busy mind.

That was a encounter he'll never forget.

[flint-locke]

Views on psi, usage of psi, how he deals with his ridiculous father in law, what the heck is on the brim of your hat, how did you get that hat in the first place, where did he get that badge from anyway

- I see PSI as a energy that is found in all living things. Which could explain why there were animals and chimeras that could use PSI or at least psi-like attacks. Its a small spark that is rare, but not unheard of, that grows with the person. It can be overlooked and suppressed if nothing triggers it, but once it is awake its obvious to the user. As for Flint’s view on PSI, he sees it as another form of power that can be used or withheld. Like another tool, you only need it when the job calls for it.

-PSI and how its used depends on the person. For those that use themselves as a conductor can summon these symbols that represent the attack they are willing. There can also be others that draw from other sources, feeling refreshed when surrounded by a strong source of energy (a quiet forest, a strong wind, Rainstorm, a Hot day or Desert, ect). How to use psi though takes time to figure out. Flint here channels his PSI either with the Environment around him at a cost to his own well being, as well as channel his attacks through a weapon in hand. He doesn’t use symbols, but lets his energy spread over whatever he touches.

-One day at a time. He deals with his Father-in-law one day at a time. There are moments where he wants to hit his head against a wall, but he refrains out of manners and the like. The old man does make him laugh though so its not all bad.

-Its a string of red and yellow beads that are fasten to his hat with some well placed stitches.

-He got his Hat from his own Father a few months before he joined his Wife in the afterlife. It has been with him since before the White Ship.

-The Badge was his Mother’s. It was the last thing she left him before she passed away, telling him that he needed to be strong for his Siblings.

[flint-locke]

Headcanon Blitz

Send me a subject and I will give you my Headcanon in regards to the character I play. Be it from what find of music they like to things that are more TMI.

[flint-locke]

Looking over when he heard the sound of hooves, he finds himself staring at what looks like a table eating a carrot. Glancing to its rider, another one of himself, he leans on the Fence and waits for him to come over.

"Well aint that the oddest thing to come to my home. Is that a Chimera? A Chimera…table?"

[checkoutmy2x4]

"That ain’t the only thing weird around here. Either I have a long lost twin or somethin’ fishy is goin’ on," he mused. From behind, the creature gave an exhausted whinny. "Of course, something weird is always goin’ on around here." He extended his hand awkwardly, “I’m Flint, and you are?”

[flint-locke]

Flint looks back to his doppleganger, giving him a slow nod. He can agree that a lot of weird things have been happening around his home, and he supposes around this other Flint's home as well. Seeing him take the first step in breaking the ice, he takes the man's hand and gives it a shake.

"Name is also Flint. I take it you haven't run into a doppleganger of yerself yet then. Its a little unsettling at first but you start getting used to seeing multiples of people you know."

[flint-locke]

is that me rping with despairsmechanic in the background there :^)

[[looks like it is haha]]

[flint-locke]

Sex Change (◡‿◡✿)

"Alright who is responsible for this here nonsense?!"

[0/5]

[flint-locke]

Looking over when he heard the sound of hooves, he finds himself staring at what looks like a table eating a carrot. Glancing to its rider, another one of himself, he leans on the Fence and waits for him to come over.

"Well aint that the oddest thing to come to my home. Is that a Chimera? A Chimera...table?"

[2x4-to-the-face-deactivated2019]

Flint didn’t take another bite. He was trying, just to fathom what this counterpart had gone through. He knew a life without a Claus and a Hinawa, but to lose Lucas too. “Ya, ya she did. We don’t do as many things as a family as we used to, but the boys are busy with there friends. I kinda miss those days when they were just little, sure they were a handful, but it was nice…” 

"The chimera, what did he look like exactly? I have a pretty good idea of what Lucas looks like, and what Lucas looks like with some chimera parts. M-Maybe I could help you figure it out." He was stretching to find a way to help. He had given him such hospitality, he wanted to find a way to return the favor.

"The eggs ere delicious by the way, thank you."

[flint-locke]

"Well he wears a helmet most of the time, his jet-pack has these wings that look like they are fashioned after some kind of feathered wing. One arm is green and looks like a Drago claw…something I’ll never be mistaken on is how parts of a Drago looks." he trails off, tearing a corner of his toast and popping it in his mouth. Brushing off his hands, he shifts his chair and rests his hand on it, tapping his finger on the beaten wood. "His skin is patchy too, like he was stitched together with two different tones, as well as a blue eye and a green eye."

He leans back in his chair, looking out the door at the yard. He could hear the sheep doing their usual routine, smiling a bit now as he winds down more. It was nice to have company, even that company is you from some other world. To anyone else that in itself would sound crazy, but this was normal as far as normal comes these days.

He looks back to his counter-part, giving him a nod. “Glad you like the eggs.”

[2x4-to-the-face-deactivated2019]

Flint grew quiet. He knew the answer to his question, and he felt it was better he didn’t know. “I’m sorry, I-I don’t know the answer to this.” He was somewhat shaky. Flint was never good at lying, but he knew he had to. 

[flint-locke]

Flint peers back over to himself, watching him silently as his other self spoke. Leaning back against his chair, he just gives him a half-smile before eating his toast again. He didn't buy that for a minute, he knows what he looks like when he lies and to see it in front of him was more surreal than he'd have wanted. Leveling his voice, he chuckling sadly back to him.

"That's too bad Pardner. If you do find anything out though, I'd find it mighty kind of you to come back and tell me what I should do on that matter...if you can come back that is. I'm not too sure how this really works, walking into different worlds and meetin' myself like you have. Closest thing I ever got was takin' a walk through the forest and meeting a Dragon in a cave that mistook me for a King."

[flint-locke]

[I want to do a more light-hearted rp now, to balance the darker ones I've been having of late with friends. So if anyone is wanting to, just reply to this post, or send a hook that you'd like better if this one below doesn't work for you]

Flint groans as he sits down, rubbing his hands over his pants. Rotating his shoulder, he lightly pokes at it to check the condition of his healing wound. He mutters a bit, relieved that it does seem to be getting better now that he's started to take it a little easier. Leaning back on the grass, he folds a arm under his head and looks up at the clouds, letting himself relax after tending to the Sheep and helping Wess in the castle.

After a while, he tips his hat over his face and decides to take a short nap, deciding today was a day off from worries and over-all life. He has been dealing with his missing sons, the Pigmasks, and helping one of the last sane villagers look for his own Son in a castle that by now is haunting both their dreams. If he had the time, Flint was pretty sure he would make a perfect model of the blasted castle for Boney to live in, complete with dog-sized hotspring in a basement.

Resting his other arm over his stomche, he starts to finally unwind and just listen to the wind mixed with the crash of waves below the cliff.

[flint-locke]

M!As

Deadly Insomniac: Your muse is unable to sleep for a specified amount of time regardless of how many attempts they make, becoming extremely tired, weak and dangerously volatile.

Childlike Innocence: Muse is mysteriously transformed into their small childhood form for a specified amount of time, accompanied with all the usual juvenile behaviours.

Personality Swap: Muse's usual personality is suddenly switched with another's for a specified amount of time, causing them to act like that person perfectly. Anon decides who.

Cross-dresser: Muse becomes a cross dresser for a specified amount of time, dressing up as the opposite sex.

Animal Suits!: Anon chooses an animal Muse must dress up as for a specified amount of time, imitating it's behaviour and characteristic traits.

Charmingly Flirtatious: Muse becomes a dazzling romantic for a specified amount of time, flirting with everyone regardless of gender, current relationship or sexual preferences.

Deliriously Drunk: Muse becomes excessively drunk for a specified amount of time, acting oddly and hallucinating occasionally. Muse may react to drunkenness however they please.

Shape Shifter: Anon decides what form Muse changes into, whether it be an animal, person, or even an object.

Player: Muse attempts to get in bed with everyone for a specified amount of time.

Lost: Muse becomes hopelessly lost, loosing all sense of direction they previously had.

Sex Change: Muse turns into the opposite sex for a specified amount of time.

Habitually Violent: Muse becomes extremely violent and will attempt to pick fights with anyone they talk to.

Leather Panties and Stockings: Muse is forced to dress up in a very sexual manner for a specified amount of time, becoming extremely horny as a result.

Crossover: Muse becomes part of another fandom for a specified amount of time. Anon decides what.

Sweet Lips: Muse will give a kiss to anyone who utters the words 'sweet lips'. Can be via ask, replies or rebloging.

Docilely Submissive: Muse becomes an adorable little uke for a specified amount of time, as obedient as a dog and as playful as a kitten. Anon may choose who for.

Aggressively Dominant: Muse becomes a sadistic seme for a specified amount of time. Anon may choose who for.

Amnesia: Muse forgets everything about themselves, from their name to what they ate for breakfast.

OOC: Muse becomes seriously out of character for a specified amount of time.

Delusions of Grandeur: Muse starts to believe they are better than everyone, becomes the most important person in their universe and has a false sense of confidence, bragging about everything.

Of Love and Stuffing: Muse starts carrying around a plushy, becoming extremely attached to it. Anon may specify what, or else it is Muse's most loved person, thing, or animal.

[flint-locke]

The creak from the tired chair echoes in the empty house, making him flinch a bit at how loud it seemed. He mournfully shakes his head as he heads into the kitchen, getting himself a glass of water to wash the bad taste in his mouth from morning breath. He fell asleep in the chair again, finding it hard to sleep in his bed still even after three years. Leaning over the sink, he tentatively pokes at the bandages on his chest, judging that he should get them changed before he heads out today. Rolling his shoulder experimentally, he flinches a second time at the soreness of his wound, drawing in air through his teeth as the abused flesh over his back stretches.

He was getting too old for this bullshit.

Running his hand through what was left of his hair, he sets the glass down and fetches his hat from beside the chair. Dressing himself in a fresh set of clothes, he looks at the two beds that dominate the room with a frown. It has been a long time since he's seen his Son, a long time since he last dreamed about his Wife as well. Rubbing the back of his neck, he fixes the bandana there and checks to make sure the badge was still secured. After he was set, he heads out of his home and toward the abandoned town. Wess had asked him along for another search through the Castle, though it was getting harder to do that with the random patrols by the Pigmask army. They seem intent to keep Wess and Alec in the Retirement home as of late, claiming it for the safety of the Seniors, but somehow that didn't sit well with him. If they cared so much for there elders, wouldn't they have built a better place than that without having to level Wess' home.

He looks up, at least glad that the weather was nice, before seeing a shape against the side of the Retirement Home. clicking his tongue, he watched the old thief make his way from his prison and dodge whatever was placed to keep in. For a man his age, it was impressive how he could still move like that.

The two men were soon united in the field near the train station, making their way to the Castle while passing idle chat. They again avoided talking about the chances of finding anyone in the Castle, about their thoughts on their missing Sons, or anything in that general area. They did however discuss the recent patrols in their home, and the surprise checks in the Retirement home by the Pigmasks. They did agree that this was something they can't ignore, a bad feeling sitting in their bones.

With nothing they could do on that matter without attracting unwanted attention, they slip into the castle again to find clues on the missing Thief. He would follow the old man, like he has before, and listen to his quiet complaints on how troublesome it was, knowing by now that he was just saying those things but not feeling what he spoke. Part of him hoped that maybe this time they will find something to put the old man at ease, or at least bring him closure on the matter. A part of him hoped they didn't find anything so the old man wouldn't give up on this and simply let himself burn out in the Retirement home.

Only time will tell what will happen next.

[flint-locke]

spell your name in my ask :)

‎A - Available?

B - Birthday?

C - Crushing on?

D - Drink you last had?

E - Easiest person to talk to?

F - Favourite song?

G - Grade i hated?

H - Hometown?

I - Icecream flavour?

J - Jellybean flavour?

K - Killed someone?

L- Longest friendship?

M - Milkshake flavour?

N - Number of siblings?

O - One wish?

P - Person who called me last?

Q - Question your always asked?

R - Reason to smile?

S - Song i last sung?

T - Time you woke up?

U - Umbrella colour?

V - Very best friend?

W - Which celebrity i’d marry?

X - X rays i had?

Y - Your last time you cried?

Z - Zodiac sign?

[flint-locke]

(For OOC) The post in which Flint is talking about Lucas as a chimera, in the last post, it TOTALLY looks like a "Rule of Rose" thing! Search it up! It's a game, (a horrible one) but it has an amazing story and voice acting. And the cutscenes are gorgeous! It just look like the story book. I'm so sorry for ramblong, I just needed to point that out.

[[No worries, you didn’t ramble hun. The game sounds pretty neat to be honest with you. From the wiki I found it looks like something I’d play in the future. Thank you for pointing it out!]]

[flint-locke]

S2 looks like he's out of commission with his whole life crisis thing. You must be happy now that he's finally suffering about his existance