Lord0fFate
The Omnipresent.
Wayne turned his head to yukari who asked him if he'd like join in the karaoke.
He hesitated a little bit before speaking because he knew that he himself had participated in one of these before a few years back where he regretted much of it for making a fool of himself.
Agent Nevada
. . . What? Oh, sorry I'am not much of the singing type. . .
But thank you for the consideration, yukari.
Then as oakris came up to him beginning to talk about why gamora felt the way she did right now, he smiled at the cat petting it on the head playfully.
No biggy, I can definitely help with that.
He spoke under his breath to oakris with a smile. Wayne then turned his focus to Gamora with a reassuring look of expression of humble kindness.
Hey, you did good out there, I think you have a very wonderful voice and that's something to cherish about you.
Now how about getting in with that group picture?
He stood up taking gamora by the hand leading her next to him by the others waiting for the picture to be taken as the A.I companion forms into small holographic state and sits on Wayne's shoulder.
Meanwhile. . .
H.P. Lovecraft
It was only a matter of seconds before I hear a familiar voice shouting out my name in a form of mockery and before I even knew it as it was the voice of peter calling out.
I take a deep breath in and slowly but surely in mid step turning my body around facing the camp entrance and oh how I loath entirely!
Hesitantly I felt and ushered in a look of contempt as I stare aimlessly for a matter of seconds before I felt suddenly to be entitled to have myself be in a group photograph. In fact now that I recall it wasn't at all as bad as I remember now but nontheless the sheer demand was vexing.
I proceed a step at a time making my way to have the photograph taken where I then happen to see a look of slight dismay and wonder from those as step forth into the group.
Then it catches me off guard, I found myself wearing a slight smile in which I have not done for many many years.
It was a satisfying feeling almost, I sift through my thoughts to realize that I've missed writing stories that which brought me joy.
Much so that when I had abandoned my works I forgotten the scent of refined wordless pages and ink, the endless possibilities of the human mind.
"Uh. . . Forgive me for the wait, I was simply taking a quiet stroll. . ." I speak outloud
I turn my body to face the camera in a composed and proper manner.
Curly
As everyone is getting ready to take the picture curly transforms into her original state and goes into the group for the photo to be taken.
Alright I'am ready, Cheeeeese!
CapRock Emperor Of Embers nimona
He hesitated a little bit before speaking because he knew that he himself had participated in one of these before a few years back where he regretted much of it for making a fool of himself.
Agent Nevada
. . . What? Oh, sorry I'am not much of the singing type. . .
But thank you for the consideration, yukari.
Then as oakris came up to him beginning to talk about why gamora felt the way she did right now, he smiled at the cat petting it on the head playfully.
No biggy, I can definitely help with that.
He spoke under his breath to oakris with a smile. Wayne then turned his focus to Gamora with a reassuring look of expression of humble kindness.
Hey, you did good out there, I think you have a very wonderful voice and that's something to cherish about you.
Now how about getting in with that group picture?
He stood up taking gamora by the hand leading her next to him by the others waiting for the picture to be taken as the A.I companion forms into small holographic state and sits on Wayne's shoulder.
Meanwhile. . .
H.P. Lovecraft
It was only a matter of seconds before I hear a familiar voice shouting out my name in a form of mockery and before I even knew it as it was the voice of peter calling out.
I take a deep breath in and slowly but surely in mid step turning my body around facing the camp entrance and oh how I loath entirely!
Hesitantly I felt and ushered in a look of contempt as I stare aimlessly for a matter of seconds before I felt suddenly to be entitled to have myself be in a group photograph. In fact now that I recall it wasn't at all as bad as I remember now but nontheless the sheer demand was vexing.
I proceed a step at a time making my way to have the photograph taken where I then happen to see a look of slight dismay and wonder from those as step forth into the group.
Then it catches me off guard, I found myself wearing a slight smile in which I have not done for many many years.
It was a satisfying feeling almost, I sift through my thoughts to realize that I've missed writing stories that which brought me joy.
Much so that when I had abandoned my works I forgotten the scent of refined wordless pages and ink, the endless possibilities of the human mind.
"Uh. . . Forgive me for the wait, I was simply taking a quiet stroll. . ." I speak outloud
I turn my body to face the camera in a composed and proper manner.
Curly
As everyone is getting ready to take the picture curly transforms into her original state and goes into the group for the photo to be taken.
Alright I'am ready, Cheeeeese!
CapRock Emperor Of Embers nimona