Fairy Tail: A Fandom OOC

4-5 Year timeskip later?

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LeSoraAmari said:
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It finally has relevance, I'm so happy.
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LeSoraAmari said:
It wasn't meant to be lewd 0o0
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Kayzo said:
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LeSoraAmari said:
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Kayzo said:
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Kayzo said:
I've LITERALLY found Grasaki portrayed by a young Miraxus.


I've been laughing for a while:


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Miller said:


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By last eve, the boyish-looking Zoa had rested in a makeshift camp of twigs and leaves. Luckily the rain set out this week. Come morn' Zoa felt every bone in his body alongside and imaginary skillet that was caving his head in each time he tried to grasp a thought. What day it was, what time it was, what year it was. None of which he was able to figure out. He had been wandering around for days now, in the hopes of reaching the nearest city. Some crusty peddlar had directed him towards Magnolia. A name he vaguely remembered. But as peddlars were, insane, this one could not tell him how long it would take to reach or how far away it might be.


So all he had to go on were the words of an old hermit who had probably gone mental decades ago. But Zoa was not in a position where he could choose what help to take, and sure enough, the lead proved to be honest. He spotted civilization from afar, the sounds of rummaging streets reaching his ears. A main road, the first one he had found since he woke up in the woods, lead all the way into the city. Hopes heightened the not-so-young-feeling lad set off.


After wandering around aimlessly, breathing in the life and positive atmosphere, he was headed for the nearest tavern, or inn, in hopes for a place to rest and eat. He was hungry, tired and about done with everything. A good meal and a nap was what he needed right about now. Blasting the door open of a building that had a sign with the words "tavern & inn" above it, the short figure swiftly swept through the rows. All the while, a naked cat paced behind him. Much slower, and awfully inconspicuous. It was small, even for a cat.


After jumping up on one of the stools he audibly tapped on the counter and signaled the waiter. Unaware that his rags were smelling of days worth of dirt and sweat, and also not paying heed to his mudded face and earth-colored hands, he was approached with some caution. "I need a meal and a bed. I've no money on me, but I can pay with work. I can fix anything you'd like me to and even help out in the kitchen."


Next to him, a drunken codger was minding his own business, an empty mug in front of him. Grabbing the mug out of the oldtimer's weak grasp, he slammed it against the counter to shatter. While the establishment was full, and people were talking over one another, this was bound to be heard. "Hey kid! What d'you think you doin'?" The barkeeper replied anxiously and loudly, beriddled by this sudden proposal and the strange child it was made by.


Zoa answered the man's confused stare with an unchanging expression. Still clutching the handle of the broken tankard, the bits and pieces, shards and splinters all suddenly rattled and flew back towards his fist. Rejoining in his hand, the porcelain crockery had returned to its former state. "See?" Zoa replied, staring into a befuddled face. A wrinkly hand waved next to him trying to grab at the fixed jug. "S'mine... kiddo." The intoxicated senior proclaimed before his head thudded down on the counter and a soft snore evaporated from his nose. "Wha-... li-listen kid, you can't just barge in here expectin' to pay for service with parlor tricks." The barkeep finally commented.


"Just one meal, and one bed for one night. I can fix all the nooks and crannies I saw when I entered. The rusty doorhinge, done. Numerous crooked barstools, fixed. Moldy windows, finished. Please, consider it, at least." He replied eagerly with a bright expression.


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