Someone...thinks I'm funny? Finally, people that actually get my humour!
Thanks? What does one say when they like your jokes? It's never happened to me before. Because they don't like my jokes. They just stare at me, all silent like.
No, you're too late! MWUHAHHAA!
The Purple Thing is now the true name of the Nidoran!
If it's unliked, I won't do it, but as far as I'm concerned, Purple Thing is now the name of my Nidoran. Why, you may ask?
Because we all find something really childish and stupid we can't help but enjoy.
Nelfos wasn't sleeping, but he was in a state of relaxation when the alarms blared and the announcement was...well, announced. He didn't jump with fright, no, of course he didn't, he was cool and collected Nelfos. He just opened his eyes and calmly listened to the old man's message.
Purple...
If someone could give me a link to the CS, I would be grateful. I've managed to forget what I named my Nidoran. Alternatively, I could call him "Purple Thing", but that's seems just not in Nelfos' character. Meh, I'm doing that until either my brain begins to work again(unlikely, its a lazy SOB)...
Just to be clear, yeah I know it's apocalyptic and that basically entails it, but will this be a grim view of the post apocalypse or a more light hearted adventure? I'm fine with whatever, but I don't want to be that guy that goes really dark in an RP about love and friendship or rainbows, so...
Trainer Info
Name: Nelfos Luminar
Nickname: Nelfie
Age: 16 (Good times)
Sexuality: Heterosexual (Straight)
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Accessories: Gold band ring on his right hand index finger. Small, bland and unassuming.
Height: 5'7
Weight: 126 lbs
Personality: Curious about pretty much...
WIP
Name: Orzan Morn
Age: 24
Country: Alba
Lineage: Nixhun
Appearance: Beneath his helm, he has short, cropped black hair, steely grey eyes and a pale skin colour. There are a few coppery scales on both his arms.
Spells:
Metalskin - Entering a state of concentration, Orzan can shrug off...
Was he late? Probably. Tirak should have felt guilty, he always did whenever he inconvenienced his family, whomever they might be. But not now. They could wait a few moments. His work...it was too important. His mind had entered a dark age for the past few days, his creativity at an all-time...
Thirak watched as everyone carefully as they said their piece or asked their questions. They talked fast, but he could mostly keep up. What was it Tarson had said?
"You can know a guy by the way they talk. Sure, disguise it, but theres always somethin' in there. Ah, I'm just gettin'...