Fantasy Legend of Zorro - OOC

[Mineczka]

Ayo Question 2 for today, how would they react to the critically acclaimed "Nina hugs"? I need to cure my artblock

Azyra would vary a bit, ranging from a "Why?" look, to a protective look depending on situation.

Example of the second comment:
"Nina gave Azyra a hug, must protect, destroy all hostiles."

 

[x_Tasia_X]

Watching a movie RN, but y'all will get your posts soon, and hopefully today

 

[Mineczka]

Watching a movie RN, but y'all will get your posts soon, and hopefully today

I know that feeling, I got pulled all over yesterday which stopped me from being able to finish my post. XD

 

[x_Tasia_X]

Woohoo I think we all did our round of posts!
Daily questions with Tasia #3!
What's your oc's favorite childhood memory? (Or if their childhood sucked then any memory.)

Nina's was when she and Markus Lee were around six and she got stung by a wasp. Markus Lee decided the best course of action was to try and fight the wasps nest with a stick. Nina watched from a few feet and away and wasps chased them. Markus ended up tripping while running away, so Nina ran back to help him and they both ended up really stung a bunch. Not fun in the moment but it's a nice memory for her to remember.

 

[Impius]

Woohoo I think we all did our round of posts!
Daily questions with Tasia #3!
What's your oc's favorite childhood memory? (Or if their childhood sucked then any memory.)

Nina's was when she and Markus Lee were around six and she got stung by a wasp. Markus Lee decided the best course of action was to try and fight the wasps nest with a stick. Nina watched from a few feet and away and wasps chased them. Markus ended up tripping while running away, so Nina ran back to help him and they both ended up really stung a bunch. Not fun in the moment but it's a nice memory for her to remember.

I love these daily questions!! They really help flesh out intimite details about the OCs and it's fun

Rowans favorite memory would be the first time Myra O'Daly called him her son. They were out at the market together, Myra browsing fruits and talking with the seller. Rowan had been under her care for a solid two months now. He was gazing at the bright red apples, glancing at the two adults talking. Unnoticed, he reached up and grabbed an apple, shoving it into his shirt. Myra paid for her grocery, handing him the bag to carry, and the began walking down the street, back home.

When they arrived, the lone apple was found tucked away in his shirt. "Oh, little Roo, you cannot keep stealing!" she sighed heavily and shook her head. Her disappointment was a heavier blow to his conscious than the young boy expected. He felt ashamed if himself for the first time. "Old habits die hard, dont they?" She said to him as the single woman dragged him back to the market.

Back at the booth with the shiny apples and sweet smelling fruits, she centered him in front of her, hands on his shoulders. "Sir, there is something my young son here would like to say to you." Rowans heart pounded in his chest, frozen with feelings he didnt understand. Myra nudged him and he stepped forward, holding the apple out and apologized for stealing it, promising he would not do it again.

With the situation handled, they were back home and eating dinner. She showed no signs of her previous irritation of his thieving habits, she talked happily with him. In a pitiful request to sleep with her that night, his found mother cradled Rowan to sleep.

 

[x_Tasia_X]

I love these daily questions!! They really help flesh out intimite details about the OCs and it's fun

Rowans favorite memory would be the first time Myra O'Daly called him her son. They were out at the market together, Myra browsing fruits and talking with the seller. Rowan had been under her care for a solid two months now. He was gazing at the bright red apples, glancing at the two adults talking. Unnoticed, he reached up and grabbed an apple, shoving it into his shirt. Myra paid for her grocery, handing him the bag to carry, and the began walking down the street, back home.

When they arrived, the lone apple was found tucked away in his shirt. "Oh, little Roo, you cannot keep stealing!" she sighed heavily and shook her head. Her disappointment was a heavier blow to his conscious than the young boy expected. He felt ashamed if himself for the first time. "Old habits die hard, dont they?" She said to him as the single woman dragged him back to the market.

Back at the booth with the shiny apples and sweet smelling fruits, she centered him in front of her, hands on his shoulders. "Sir, there is something my young son here would like to say to you." Rowans heart pounded in his chest, frozen with feelings he didnt understand. Myra nudged him and he stepped forward, holding the apple out and apologized for stealing it, promising he would not do it again.

With the situation handled, they were back home and eating dinner. She showed no signs of her previous irritation of his thieving habits, she talked happily with him. In a pitiful request to sleep with her that night, his found mother cradled Rowan to sleep that night.

 

[Impius]

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OMG Is that Jack!?

 

[x_Tasia_X]

OMG Is that Jack!?

the one and only

 

[Impius]

the one and only

You ar my new favorite person. I love Jack. and Markipoo. But Jack always cheers me up.

 

[Mineczka]

Oh! Mild note I meant to give for Azyra, as I don't think I ever gave her a voice claim, which has become Velvet Crowe from Tales of Berseria. (Christina Vee did wonderful with that character... Who was the original inspiration of Azyra.)

Woohoo I think we all did our round of posts!
Daily questions with Tasia #3!
What's your oc's favorite childhood memory? (Or if their childhood sucked then any memory.)

Nina's was when she and Markus Lee were around six and she got stung by a wasp. Markus Lee decided the best course of action was to try and fight the wasps nest with a stick. Nina watched from a few feet and away and wasps chased them. Markus ended up tripping while running away, so Nina ran back to help him and they both ended up really stung a bunch. Not fun in the moment but it's a nice memory for her to remember.

As for our beloved cursed emerald-haired adventurer's favourite childhood memory...

Likely when she was gifted her shield by her father, which, has stood countless tests of time and has yet to buckle or break. I know, a simple answer, but, she kiiiinda had it rough for almost half her life soo.... :/

 

[Heavenchi]

I was gone for a day and a half and came back to an active RP. HOW?!
It's such a relief to see everyone wanting to be here and interact with one another.
agh, my admin's heart. I adore you guys.​

 

[Impius]

I was gone for a day and a half and came back to an active RP. HOW?!
It's such a relief to see everyone wanting to be here and interact with one another.
agh, my admin's heart. I adore you guys.​

It helps when we got a DM whose got a great story and is interactive with us

 

[Heavenchi]

It helps when we got a DM whose got a great story and is interactive with us

Only because the best people possible joined.

 

[Heavenchi]

Morbid but-
I'm listening to "You know you know I'll see you again" on repeat as I write my post and guess what? I thought of everyone's death. Here's one that made me sniffle.
​

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Sweat ran down Osran's tawny skin as his remaining eye darted from side to side. They were surrounded. The group had been running from this horde for hours but it wasn't enough. The scream of Osran's closest comrade forced the beloved of Imani into action. No matter how strong Kito may be or how durable Azyra was, they couldn't battle the group out of this swarm. Nina still laid incapacitated from anemia in the arms of Rowan after saving the team from death. It was his turn to do the same.

In sync with his God for the first time in a long time, Osran spread his arms out and commanded the battlefield, literally.

"Kneel."

Instantly the surrounding beast fell in submission, making way for the group. The only downside? Osran was frozen with power. Never had he commanded such a force, never had he felt so in control. Abruptly Osran felt his feet leave the ground. He was floating. A gasp from Kito made Osran face her.

"We're not leaving you," she hissed extending her arm, beckoning him to come down. Osran couldn't help but smile, still so bossy.

"I'm sorry," Osran whispered before closing his eye. He felt himself rise higher as his God took hold of him spiritually, "are you sure my son? You know the price."
Laughter was Osran's only response before his now golden eye shot open.

"Die."
The sickening sound of snapping was heard for miles. From C-ranked to S-ranked, the monsters within the premise convulsed as their necks contorted. Arms still outspread, Osran fell to the ground, mana and life force drained. The wails of his comrades being the last harmony this hero heard, love his last feeling.
sophocles

Can you tell I fantasize about this RP at work?​

 

[Heavenchi]

I was tearing up at work at the thought of Nina's death yesterday- it was so SAADDD
Don't get me started on Azzy, in my head her and Kito died together.

 

[sophocles]

Morbid but-
I'm listening to "You know you know I'll see you again" on repeat as I write my post and guess what? I thought of everyone's death. Here's one that made me sniffle.
​

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Sweat ran down Osran's tawny skin as his remaining eye darted from side to side. They were surrounded, The group had been running from this horde for hours but it wasn't enough. The scream of Osran's closest comrade forced the beloved of Imani into action. No matter how strong Kito may be or how durable Azyra was, they couldn't battle the group out of this swarm. Nina still laid incapacitated from anemia in the arms of Rowan after saving the team from death. It was his turn to do the same.

In sync with his God for the first time in a long time, Osran spread his arms out and commanded the battlefield, literally.

"Kneel."

Instantly the surrounding beast fell in submission, making way for the group. The only downside? Osran was frozen with power. Never had he commanded such a force, never had he felt so in control. Abruptly Osran felt his feet leave the ground. He was floating. A gasp from Kito made Osran face her.

"We're not leaving you," she hissed extending her arm, beckoning him to come down. Osran couldn't help but smile, still so bossy.

"I'm sorry," Osran whispered before closing his eye. He felt himself rise higher as his God took hold of him spiritually, "are you sure my son? You know the price."
Laughter was Osran's only response before his now golden eye shot open.

"Die."
The sickening sound of snapping was heard for miles. From C-ranked to S-ranked, the monsters within the premise convulsed as their necks contorted. Arms still outspread, Osran fell to the ground, mana and life force drained. The wails of his comrades being the last harmony this hero heard, love his last feeling.
sophocles

Can you tell I fantasize about this RP at work?​

you’ve got me in my FEELS AT 9:30 in the MORning wHAT IS THIS omG aHHHH

 

[Heavenchi]

you’ve got me in my FEELS AT 9:30 in the MORning wHAT IS THIS omG aHHHH

OSRAN IS SUCH A SWEETHEART, I was sooo sad when I pictured his going out with glory moment.

 

[sophocles]

Woohoo I think we all did our round of posts!
Daily questions with Tasia #3!
What's your oc's favorite childhood memory? (Or if their childhood sucked then any memory.)

Nina's was when she and Markus Lee were around six and she got stung by a wasp. Markus Lee decided the best course of action was to try and fight the wasps nest with a stick. Nina watched from a few feet and away and wasps chased them. Markus ended up tripping while running away, so Nina ran back to help him and they both ended up really stung a bunch. Not fun in the moment but it's a nice memory for her to remember.

omg Impius i was literally gonna say the same thing, the questions are 10/10 and get the muse following

okay but for osran, it would have to be the warm summer nights when he was fourteen/fifteen, running through the vineyard with his sisters, playing hide and go seek and tag, before jumping in the small lake that his family owned next to their home, only to have his mother yell at them to dry off and come inside for some fruit.

ugh, the sweet summer days

I love these daily questions!! They really help flesh out intimite details about the OCs and it's fun

Rowans favorite memory would be the first time Myra O'Daly called him her son. They were out at the market together, Myra browsing fruits and talking with the seller. Rowan had been under her care for a solid two months now. He was gazing at the bright red apples, glancing at the two adults talking. Unnoticed, he reached up and grabbed an apple, shoving it into his shirt. Myra paid for her grocery, handing him the bag to carry, and the began walking down the street, back home.

When they arrived, the lone apple was found tucked away in his shirt. "Oh, little Roo, you cannot keep stealing!" she sighed heavily and shook her head. Her disappointment was a heavier blow to his conscious than the young boy expected. He felt ashamed if himself for the first time. "Old habits die hard, dont they?" She said to him as the single woman dragged him back to the market.

Back at the booth with the shiny apples and sweet smelling fruits, she centered him in front of her, hands on his shoulders. "Sir, there is something my young son here would like to say to you." Rowans heart pounded in his chest, frozen with feelings he didnt understand. Myra nudged him and he stepped forward, holding the apple out and apologized for stealing it, promising he would not do it again.

With the situation handled, they were back home and eating dinner. She showed no signs of her previous irritation of his thieving habits, she talked happily with him. In a pitiful request to sleep with her that night, his found mother cradled Rowan to sleep.

um CUTE stop i love this

also also: M A R K I P L I E R

 

[Heavenchi]

Daily questions with Tasia #3!
What's your oc's favorite childhood memory? (Or if their childhood sucked then any memory.)

For Kito, it was the celebration her family held for her after she killed her first A-tier. The smiles emitted off of once stony faces, praises from cold parents, it brought tears to Kito's eyes. Her competitive sibling swallowing his pride to congratulate her even? It was the time of her life.

 

[sophocles]

OSRAN IS SUCH A SWEETHEART, I was sooo sad when I pictured his going out with glory moment.

you capture him perfectly though omg, i’m already planning his return to imani and that would be such a fitting death

 

[Heavenchi]

you capture him perfectly though omg, i’m already planning his return to imani and that would be such a fitting death

AGH- you don't have to use that at all. I just have mini headcanons going on.

 

[sophocles]

AGH- you don't have to use that at all. I just have mini headcanons going on.

oh, no, no- i have my own plans, for sure!! it’s just a nice little alternate universe death that really show his character

 

[Heavenchi]

oh, no, no- i have my own plans, for sure!! it’s just a nice little alternate universe death that really show his character

Aww thank you thank you

 

[Impius]

you’ve got me in my FEELS AT 9:30 in the MORning wHAT IS THIS omG aHHHH

What the hell I missed this!!!?!!!! Omg noooo

 

[x_Tasia_X]

Morbid but-
I'm listening to "You know you know I'll see you again" on repeat as I write my post and guess what? I thought of everyone's death. Here's one that made me sniffle.
​

---

Sweat ran down Osran's tawny skin as his remaining eye darted from side to side. They were surrounded. The group had been running from this horde for hours but it wasn't enough. The scream of Osran's closest comrade forced the beloved of Imani into action. No matter how strong Kito may be or how durable Azyra was, they couldn't battle the group out of this swarm. Nina still laid incapacitated from anemia in the arms of Rowan after saving the team from death. It was his turn to do the same.

In sync with his God for the first time in a long time, Osran spread his arms out and commanded the battlefield, literally.

"Kneel."

Instantly the surrounding beast fell in submission, making way for the group. The only downside? Osran was frozen with power. Never had he commanded such a force, never had he felt so in control. Abruptly Osran felt his feet leave the ground. He was floating. A gasp from Kito made Osran face her.

"We're not leaving you," she hissed extending her arm, beckoning him to come down. Osran couldn't help but smile, still so bossy.

"I'm sorry," Osran whispered before closing his eye. He felt himself rise higher as his God took hold of him spiritually, "are you sure my son? You know the price."
Laughter was Osran's only response before his now golden eye shot open.

"Die."
The sickening sound of snapping was heard for miles. From C-ranked to S-ranked, the monsters within the premise convulsed as their necks contorted. Arms still outspread, Osran fell to the ground, mana and life force drained. The wails of his comrades being the last harmony this hero heard, love his last feeling.
sophocles

Can you tell I fantasize about this RP at work?​

Hahhaahahaah