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@RadioActive Birdies? What did he do to them? Images flashed through Amal's mind of thousands of pigeons being released at once, with Luke laughing maniacally under them. He didn't see why that was such a bad thing- an inconvenient thing, sure, because that would be a lot of poop to clean...

Maybe we could just...start anyway? I doubt anyone would mind, really.

Watching the kid with the armada of clones reminded Indira a lot of her younger twin brothers at home, and the thought of that was...kind of annoying, actually. She clenched her jaw and turned away, resolutely ignoring the impulse to chastise Victor to sit still and be polite to Valeray-saahib...

While we're on that train of thought, I'll have to roll the dice and wait for you to pick what happens, right @The Villain King ?

He did want to tag along, actually, but Adam's casual "don't mind the weather" made it sound like he was planning on stirring up a hurricane. The idea scared him more than a little, so he reluctantly declined. Besides, it sounded like the boy wanted to be alone. As the others left, Cyriak...

@xxDragonEater95xx @Mikkelle Sting By the way, I've been meaning to ask, is this a plot-heavy RP or more of a casual thing?

"Sorry!" Cyriak waved his arms almost to shoo the sunbeam back out the window. "Go away, go away," he said under his breath. He turned back to the couple and sighed, feeling slightly calmer. He steepled his hands in front of his face. "I've heard many stories of men and women who summon...

"That's not an animal, that's the antichrist." Indira set down her Hot Pocket. She wanted to finish it, but she was having some trouble chewing. She'd read that predators couldn't chew their food due to a lack of molars. That always made eating a bit of a pain, which was why she usually ended up...

Cyriak let out a high pitched squeal of excitement that may or may not have been audible only to dolphins. "I am! I am!" he bounced in his seat. "They call us the Bright Ones. We're an old clan." He turned around and pointed to the window, making a few people stare. "I bring the sun! I make...

"That tiger will never not be a bastard," said Indira bitterly. She huffed at it. "What's this? You'll claw me to ribbons but you're acting all cutesy with him? Fine, be that way. You can stay with him, see if I care." She took a bite out of her Hot Pocket savagely, turning away from the cub...

Cyriak choked on his tart. "So it was you!" he said a bit too loudly. "You were talking about making tornadoes earlier, I should have known! I was wondering why it was so difficult for me to brighten up the skies a bit. Are you one of the Storm Keepers?" Of course, Adam may have been joking...

Come to think of it, there did only seem to be boys outside, for some reason. It was nice to know there would be some girls around (maybe they'd be pretty; 'Isabel' seemed promising) but Amal didn't think he'd be brave enough to talk to them. It was probably a better idea to stay outside with...

@Solitaire Indira took a bite. These Hot Pocket things weren't half bad, even if her parents would disapprove of her eating pork. What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, she figured. You Bastard yowled and pawed at feet. She picked it up and set the cub in her lap. Tearing off a bit of food...

Indira was roused from her pit of despair by a particularly hard bite from You Bastard. She didn't know what Hot Pockets were, but she supposed that if she was going to wallow in misery, she might as well do it on a full stomach. She rose unsteadily and shuffled after the old man, casting a...

Name of the Voice: Probably Him Goals of the Voice: 1. Find Mr Fletcher 2. Kill Mr Fletcher 3. Eat some nachos (Not necessarily in that order.)

There are only two types of food in the world: food I haven't eaten yet and food I'm going to eat.

Cyriak saw the boy's outstretched hand, and, cheerfully misunderstanding, deposited his muffin into it. "I'm," he paused, trying to remember the name he'd been using recently. He'd had so many over the centuries that it was sometimes difficult keeping track of them all. "Cyriak," he finished...

"Thank you! Are you sure your girlfriend won't mind?" he asked even as he pulled up a chair and carelessly dumped his scarf and satchel onto it. "You're right, she's prettier than both of us combined, but you must be very special to be going out with a girl like her!" he bounced back to the...

[Gonna jump in and interrupt your date I'm sorry hahah] Cyriak strolled through the streets of London, whistling as he went. It was turning out to be a very grey city -not that there was anything wrong with that, but it was starting to get him down. It wouldn't hurt for him to lighten up the...

Amal's second thought was, ack, why is he looking at me? Is he going to beat me up? His first thought was, good Lord, that kid is huge. He skidded to a halt in front of the boy, hands on his knees to catch his breath. He should really start working out more. "Good morning," he wheezed, keen...