#gamenu

[babiibats]

              ︶꒷꒦۵ ˚  ╯ ❛ Well, that sucks... that's my last Pokémon. ❜ Alois plays up a sad tone, barely covering the JOY he feels from purposely losing. He tried his very hardest to make it appear like he was trying but he never had any intention ; even the idea of a "punishment game" was all his own.

❛ As AGREED, I'll do anything you ask today... ❜ Nicole is always taking such sweet ; good care of him, Alois wants to return the favour, but he knows she will never agree, which is why he's jumping through hoops. ❛ Should I call you MASTER? ❜

@gamenu

[littlefenrir]

starter for @gamenu

Fenrir is currently scaling the side of a building, taking a moment to look through the windows. He was mostly using just his right arm and legs to climb, babying the other one as well as keeping torso movements to a minimum. He had managed to take a rather large gash to it recently, and while he had bandaged it up a little bit, it was still pretty severe.

At least he still had both the energy and mobility to continue with his abnormal method of door knocking.

He'd peek into yet another window, shielding his eyes from the daylight above as he tried to ascertain the contents inside. Suddenly, he saw his target! Excellent.

"Nicole!"

He would shout, excitement overtaking him. Not that he expected to be heard through the glass. He would, however, begin to tap gently against the window with one of his claws. Just a few times at first before immediately ramping up to a constant, quick tapping that he would continue until he was let inside. He would knock, but even movements like that would be a bit much at the moment.

Sorry Nicole, if you were doing anything important today, not anymore!

[rathalascendant-a]

"OH . . . " AT LAST THE WORN STEPS OF THE ANCIENT SPEAR PILLAR come to a stop, the brisk chill of Mt. Coronet serving as the last warning for them to turn back—for no one knows wait awaits them at these ruins. The shattered pillars that rise up from the base of the temple floor hint of a long-lost rooftop, bits and pieces of it scattered in old piles of rubble that have somehow survived the wear of the environment so far.

"Is this the place?" Asks Mari, clutching the coat over her shoulders tighter by its collar. "Is this Spear Pillar?"

@gamenu - plotted starter

[kentakakuraluvr]

@gamenu liked for a lil starter! ♥

❝ Yo. ❞ A casual peace sign in greeting, her other hand secure in her hoodie pocket. ❝ You're Nicole, right? Group 2B? ❞ Group assignment forced collaboration here we go.

[electricea-arc]

@gamenu

i feel like i definitely saw these little dudes in hot topic ages ago! i agree, they are adorable!

[silenttyped]

It was unusual for him to go anywhere after school, let alone to a commoners neighbourhood. He waves his driver away, seeing how much attention the regal vehicle was bringing. Now, he had no choice but to knock on the door before him.

Rap, rap.

@gamenu || plotted starter

[smilingmxsk]

@gamenu is approached by a reoccuring face...

It had been a while since Bandit took Margaret in. The Fixer wasn't really expecting the hospitality she'd been exposed to, but it was welcome to be a part of such a warm and giving place.

She sits at a bar table, pineapple mocktail in hand as scrolls through her phone and sips at the drink in question.

The Fixer had no real plans for today. She was simply hanging around the bar to watch the other attendies hoot and hollar and rough each other up. No-one really dared to start a real fist fight, which... was a relief. Margaret usually didn't care about fights in bars. Hell, she'd even instigate them if she could! But so long as she was here, she was just looking for the chill, homey atmosphere.

Though, for one moment that she flits her eyes up to scan her surroundings, she noticed a girl. She looked... relatively young. Definitely a young adult, but maybe still a bit too young to be drinking at all. She would've written it off if it weren't for the fact that she's seen this girl on and off for the past few times she's visited this bar. It's enough that it piques curiosity just enough to get up and talk to the girl.

"Hey, uh... ain'tcha a bit young t' be in 'ere? I mean, I ain't nobody's parent o' course. Jus'... dere's loud, sweaty dudes here n' stuff. Not really a place I'd think a kid would wanna stick around, I guess."

@gamenu

[xamassed]

⟬ @gamenu ⟭

Bites Mammon's collarbone while he's hugging her. He thought the war was over? Nay. She's been biding her time! (She also forgot.)

Their transition from friends in the midst of an immature biting war to partners was a dramatic one. He never thought that she would feel the way she did, so the jarring shift in dynamic meant he had become focused on the hand-holding, kisses and nights spent snuggling in his massive bed.

The war had slipped his mind entirely, but it all came rushing back when he felt her teeth against his skin.

His hold around her tightened, keeping her pinned to his chest while she bit at his collarbone. Heat touched his cheek, but it was difficult to tell if it was because he liked being bitten or because he was embarrassed that she had caught him unaware.

"Ya got two seconds t'take it back, or I'm bitin' the heck out of you." If she did take it back, he planned on biting her anyway. The war was in full swing, and Nicole was to blame.