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“Hey you, big guy!” the pink street performer would call put, pointing directly at him. “You look like the type to enjoy a magic show, darling~!” she began, having only the sweetest of smiles for him.
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@regular-monsters started following you
“Hey you, big guy!” the pink street performer would call put, pointing directly at him. “You look like the type to enjoy a magic show, darling~!” she began, having only the sweetest of smiles for him.
A race about town(Closed rp with regular-monsters)
regular-monsters
It was another day off from work, which for Iris meant a day to run about the city of Piltover. At the current moment she was going through one of her highers routes, which involved a lot of the back alleys, they did have the best places to vault about at high speeds. Soaring through the air after a good jump was one of the best feelings for Iris, and of course she had to remember to stick the landing.
It would often be times like this that Iris let her mind wander, she knew these routes by heart at this point, pondering just a few inventions she had been working on as of late. It was noticing this new shop that seemed to be in her way that awoke her from this reverie. With quick movement’s she’d vault up just barely managing to keep from hitting the small stand. “Sorry! I hope i didn’t mess anything up.” She’d give a small shout back, bolts zip zapping about her form as she charged up to regain her speed.
// Ok ok but get this: Sloop the Skeith.
[[I hope you didn’t think I wouldn’t draw this :LL]]
# 8 and 9 for Sloop
Send a # and my muse will talk about the mun
8. What’s your favorite thing about your mun?“When she wants t’ do somethin’, she’ll find some crazy way t’ do ih’.”
9. What’s your least favorite thing about your mun?“She’s too empathetic. An’ she waits too long t’ do wha’ she wan’s t’ do.”
Sad puppy
(RP with regular-monsters) Slow tired steps were heard in the woods as it walked over leaves and twigs,snappig them under his clawed paws. While it continued to wade through the foliage low branches and brush caught and pulled on the quills and splinters of wooden planks that were embedded in its hide. the words "tired, pain, lost...hungry" ran through its mind as the long trek continued, it didn't know where it was or were it was going but it knew it had to get away from where he came from. Vex had escaped from the underground hidden lab of Petrus, his master and experimenter. Running from the City of Mercantile in the lands of Mharidia, Vex was still scared, and most that ran into him on his way would either run or try to attack him as shown by the scares on his body. He saw a cottage in the woods, it seemed like no one was around and Vex saw a bunch of weird plants around it. Vex had seen others had these. ".G-g-ga-garden.." The words seemed forced out of his throat as if he didn't want to talk. "Hu-h-hungry....Eat,m-must eat." pain and his exhausted state could be heard as he said the words, it didn't should like he was talking at this point as he just spat out these words. As soon as Vex got closer to what he thought a garden to get something in his stomach the plants started to attack. Small spurs were shot out at him, imbedding into his sides and face. Vex slumped over on the ground as his breathing turned to slow heavy panting, his only eye that was not sallow slowly closed. As they hit his skin and stuck something else seemed to happen, the needles seemed to be pushed out with some of the poison they carried. Vex's bodily fluids seemed to force out anything as its own defense. He really needed something to eat now more than ever.
Regular-monsters
Lost, sucre was lost and there was no other way to put it. Being different from the Elsen that populated the zone, sucre was able to hear the whisperings of the nothingness through the shadows of those who bore them. It was often that she was drawn to these, for reasons she could not explain. This was one of many reasons for her to be isolated in the basement.
These whisperings had led her far beyond the confines of her game today. Eyes hollow and movements jerky, she was almost zombie like until her trance had come to a sudden close. It was almost like being hypnotized. She might as well have been hypnotized.
Lost. Not sure where to go she turned and looked around. Nobody. Nobody in sight. Well this was just fantastic. Simply super. Oh well. She could hold her own against a bear, she figured she would be safe against any potential threats. But it wouldn't help her find a way back.
"Hello? Anyone there?"
Well it was worth a shot.