AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Zang extends his hand "I'm-" he paused and slowly put his hand down. "That's a seal on your hand...a magic one. Why is there a black glyph on your hand? Who are you working for?" Zang asked, suspiciously, backing up with his hand on his sword hilt.

Dominion fell as the rainbow disappeared beneath him, landing on a poor farming family's house, instantly destroying both it, the family inside, and him.

What
are you saying I'm fat

OOC: Well, your character does have an elliptical torso.

wtf princess brothel go away

electronic goat wrote:

Dominion fell as the rainbow disappeared beneath him, landing on a poor farming family's house, instantly destroying both it, the family inside, and him.

What
are you saying I'm fat

The fattest

Paul walked around Porton, gathering supplies for his journey. In the outskirts of the city, he noticed a huge traveling circus tent, attracting crowds from all walks of life. Nostalgic memories of his childhood surfaced in his mind as he reminisced about a certain talking clam.

He walked into the circus, and bought tickets for a show. There it was, his favorite talking clam, far from being a stale act. Paul sat down in the front row and watched the show. Shortly after the conclusion, a mysterious apparition materialized, visible only to Paul. Before Paul could get his wits together, the phantom whispered eerily in his ear, "The clam will help you find the keys". Any mention of any key at this point turned Paul into a gullible fool, so of course he believed the apparition. After the circus closed for the night, Paul snuck into the dressing rooms, and rather dramatically kicked open the talking clam's own room.

"YOU. ME. FLYING SHIP. SEVEN KEYS."

I want to participate.

Name: Kemlli
Age: 14
Abilities: No extraordinary abilities.
Personality: A shy and a bit quiet around strangers, Kemlli tends to only show how she really feels with people she trusts. Hearing about them from a news report on TV, Kemlli wants the Seven Keys to grant a wish she says "Will better the world". Born in America, she moved to Northern Canada when she was very young; she is usually seen in a scarf and long winter jacket. In fact, strangely, she isn't ever seen with any other kind of clothes at all, even in warmer climates. She seems very determined to obtain all of the keys before anyone else does.


Color scheme:
A. Hair
B. Eyebrows
C. Skin
D. Inner eyes
E. Freckles
F. Jeans
G. Jacket
H. Buttons
I. Mouth
J. Scarf
K. Shoes
L. Eyes/eyelashes

Will post with her soon.

"YOU. ME. FLYING SHIP. SEVEN KEYS."



"I AM OKAY WITH THIS."



AND THUS, A NEW FRIENDSHIP IS FORMED.






Shut up, I'm sick and it's late and I should be asleep. I didn't have the time or energy to go in depth.

OH, AND SORRY IF YOU CAN'T READ MY TERRIBLE HANDWRITING.


Also, my laptop is no more. My brother let me use his, but as he is studying C++, he's still going to use it most of the time. So if I'm not on as often, that's why. Not that you guys care.

Banana, that is so cute; I just want to hug 'em.

THAT IS NOT TERRIBLE HANDWRITING

EVERYONE TELLS ME THAT THEY CAN'T READ IT.

Edit: ALSO IT SLANTS UPWARDS IN AN ODD WAY.

It is the handwriting of classy people, I love it.

gig, i love your drawings and handwriting


they are beautiful

Jason's face grimaced as he looked down at the tattered glove that once covered up his glyph. God dammit Jason... He looked up and said "Oh no one important, just a Baron in a certain part of Darnor who wants to use these keys for his own plans." He saw Zang's hand drop to his sword immediately. "I'm joking. It's just a...blood pact. If I break it, I die." He closed his hands and crossed them. "Not too comfortable telling you what it's about yet, and it's alright. It's not contagious, you can still shake my hand." He put his hand back out and smirked.

i don't have any idea what's happening


i just ignore everyone that isn't near me