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Fantasy The World of Engranussia (Closed)

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Graham snickered, "JUST LET US SPOIL THE ONES WE LOVE! "

"I don't like the feeling of debt!" Malvo flailed even more, Adrian poking her cheek again.

"Too baaad. There's no debt to be repaid."
 
"Alright, just pop that guilty feel and let me scream my love into it. "

"What am I, a fuel tank!?" Malvo blinked.

Dei-Loki whistled as he walked in, coated with blood. "What about fuel tanks?"

"Our birthday." Malvo replied, not looking over - even with the smell of blood.

Dei-Loki stopped in his tracks, turning around as he casually went to take his exit.
 
"What am I, a fuel tank!?" Malvo blinked.

Dei-Loki whistled as he walked in, coated with blood. "What about fuel tanks?"

"Our birthday." Malvo replied, not looking over - even with the smell of blood.

Dei-Loki stopped in his tracks, turning around as he casually went to take his exit.

Masaru walked in, bumping into Dei as he too was bloodied and half naked. "Don't even try it. It's happening. A nice birthday for my love. "
 
Masaru walked in, bumping into Dei as he too was bloodied and half naked. "Don't even try it. It's happening. A nice birthday for my love. "

Dei-Loki gently 'oofed' as he bumped into Masaru's chest, soon grimacing as he hung his head. Necklace swinging against his bare chest. "I don't need it."
 
Dei-Loki gently 'oofed' as he bumped into Masaru's chest, soon grimacing as he hung his head. Necklace swinging against his bare chest. "I don't need it."
"I dont care what you want, you're getting, end of argument. "

(This is the opposite of me to a T. This is such a hypocrite move)
 
"I dont care what you want, you're getting, end of argument. "

(This is the opposite of me to a T. This is such a hypocrite move)

(Same, pretty much. Kinda loathing next month.)

Dei-Loki whined, hanging his head. "Can we just not and say we did?"

(YOU WILL HAVE A GOOD BIRTHDAY SO I CAN LIVE VICARIOUSLY, DAMMIT.)
 
(Same, pretty much. Kinda loathing next month.)

Dei-Loki whined, hanging his head. "Can we just not and say we did?"

(YOU WILL HAVE A GOOD BIRTHDAY SO I CAN LIVE VICARIOUSLY, DAMMIT.)
(ME TOO!)

"Dei, when I tell you to suffer, suffer. And accept."
 
"Good boy, I'll make you something yummy for tonight, whatever you want."

"Chicken teriyaki over white rice? Pleaaaase?.." Dei-Loki asked, glancing up at Masaru with a pout.

(That sounds... so good. ;w; )
 
"I want a drink first. Want me to bring a bottle of whiskey into the shower? Just don't get water in it. "

Dei-Loki widened his eyes, grinning widely at the thought. "Oooooo, yes, please! Get the one in the fridge. Nothin' like a cold drink in a hot shower. An oddly wonderful feelin'."
 
Dei-Loki gave both a nod and a salute before quickly heading off.

Masaru grabbed the whiskey from the fridge before walking over to Reaver. "Since I got you those two beauties on your fingers, mine getting this just a bit more colder?" He gave a slight nod to the rocks on the ring bands.
 
Masaru grabbed the whiskey from the fridge before walking over to Reaver. "Since I got you those two beauties on your fingers, mine getting this just a bit more colder?" He gave a slight nod to the rocks on the ring bands.

Reaver quirked a brow, eyeing the whiskey. "As if I don't do enough." Sassed the dire wolf - playfully, of course. He'd then lift a finger, tapping the bottle while his ice chilled the bottle and liquid at the touch. "There ya go."
 
Reaver quirked a brow, eyeing the whiskey. "As if I don't do enough." Sassed the dire wolf - playfully, of course. He'd then lift a finger, tapping the bottle while his ice chilled the bottle and liquid at the touch. "There ya go."

Masaru rolled his eyes, a subtle smirk playing onto his usual grumpy face. "Oh bite me, ya crazy lady." He flicked his head before tipping the whiskey slightly, "thank you."
 
Masaru rolled his eyes, a subtle smirk playing onto his usual grumpy face. "Oh bite me, ya crazy lady." He flicked his head before tipping the whiskey slightly, "thank you."

Reaver snorted from the comment, rubbing his head before folding his arms and sliding in his seat with a smirk. "No problemo."
 

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