#open starter!

[memovia]

ⵉ߮ 𐄁᠇𐄁 ߮ᜢ . — A large hand snatches the drink up before the other could get to it. Wolf ears twitch as he tilts his head, a curious nose hangs high to take a whiff of the aroma. The playful flicks of his tail clearly mimicks his thoughts, golden eyes glint while he takes a sip from the straw.

Valko nods in approval. A pleased growl simmers in his chest. Hm, not bad. But still, definitely a step below chocolate milk without a doubt.

❝ Hm, finder's keepers as they say. I'm calling dibs on this one unfortunately. ❞

His fangs bare themselves from the way he smirks. His reluctance to give it back is mainly fueled by the interesting reaction painted on the other's face. Valko decides to challenge them and up the stakes.

❝ But if you really want it back... the prize is on the top shelf. So, be ready to stretch. ❞

[darkest-dove]

The nesting season for the Pokemon who roosted at the Rook's Rest Gym was in full swing. Coronis saw from the great tree growing inside the glass-domed facility all the different nests belonging to the various species who used the Gym as a safe place to lay their eggs.

It was not the only space though. There was a smaller inset wall for Bug-Type Pokemon, away from the hopeful glances of the majority of the birds that nested here. Coronis made sure it was out of sight, at least to comfort the Pokemon who likewise used the space. A pair of Butterfrees were gently resting against the tree as Coronis moved their eggs into a cool, leafy space to mature.

There were not so many Trainers passing by. More often, Coronis saw Trainers-in-the-making, young kids who were getting ready to go out into the world on their first journey. They were often excitable and would sit waiting for a Pokemon to sidle up to them and accept them as their own.

But the recent crop of youngsters and lasses had already left the town. Coronis could more or less focus on rearing Pokemon without disturbance.

"Dee!"

There was a tug at her skirts. Delibird, who fluttered and moved hastily from room to room whenever he moved, had come to get her attention. "Oh? Someone waiting for me?"

"Deli~!"

He was pointing his little wing towards the main gym. Either a challenger or....

Coronis sighed, brushing off the leaves from her dress. Well. She had been asked to be Gym Leader for a reason. She followed Delibird out, and approached the visitor.

"Welcome. May I help you?"

[death-is-upon-you]

Megatron is currently in his quarters, thinking about how to get rid of the Autobots. They're always getting in the way of his plans, what a nuisance!

While he was thinking of a way to stop them, an idea seemed to pop into his processor. What if he went somewhere else? Like, a place where there were no Autobots and he could be the ruler? Or what if he ended up finding other Decepticons who could help him with his plans? Well, he certainly got excited and stood up from his chair, putting his plan into action!

He developed a machine capable of allowing him to travel anywhere, anytime, as he wished.

"Hahaha!! Excellent! It's finished! Now let's start using this machine and put my plan into action!"

He pressed the button, activating the machine, and seems ready to explore his surroundings and put his plan into action! Hopefully he doesn't encounter any Autobots...

Anyway! Time for chaos!

[solisfm]

WHO: Open Starter (Any of the girls!) WHERE: The Firepit

"Okay, honest opinion. Give me your thoughts on the boys," she smirks, letting out a small chuckle as she takes a sip from her glass. It felt like three weeks too long.

[thanosw0rld]

~open starter! in games verse!~

"y'know. i was able to snatch one of those pens from the guards-" the purple haired rapper twirled the pen around in his hand. he laid on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. the effects of the drugs fully gone out of his system.

"you want me to give you some type of stick 'n poke?" he turned, a grin on his face. "not to brag and shit. but i got this sick stick n' poke i did on my ankle when i was 14! look-" he sits up, rolling up his tracksuit leg, showing a faded..and shitty tattoo of a dick.

"pretty cool, right?"

[imgoin-ghost]

“Well, aren’t you just a beautiful sight to see?”

Danny grinned up from where he was lounging in the common room of the Undercroft. He flopped his open book over his chest and stretched out leisurely, reaching up above his head before tucking his hands neatly behind it. It left his body language open, comfortable. His knees spread almost as if in a tease before one leg crossed over the other, his foot jiggling slowly.

The ghost looked perfectly at home despite only having been here for a few weeks, frozen in his corporeal shape thanks to the power negating collar around his pretty neck. His jet black hair fell just so, a curl attractively curling over his forehead. A wide smile stretched plush lips, his cheeks dimpling. On the surface, he seemed in the best of moods for a new slave. He seemed jovial. But if one were to look just a little closer, there was something off about Danny. His smile was plastic, his eyes vacant of true emotion. He was good at pretending there wasn’t a deep-seated nastiness inside him that was constantly clawing to get out.

He tilted his head, smile remaining, “To what do I owe the pleasure of your undivided attention, my guy?”

[thebladesmithmuses]

Was that a spider?

Oh.

Yep, that's a spider.

Jane quickly hopped up onto the nearest thing to her as it started to charge her way. She is nervously looking down at it.

Is it still coming for her?

It is still coming for her!

"No! Nononono! Stay over there please!"

[archived-sinfully-divine]

"I heard you guys like boobs here. What'cha think of mine? Not bad for a 'Warrior Maiden' right?"