I sent you a PM '>.>
This song is... it's so entrancing x.x Edit: Because I'm feeling particularly evil and awesome today, mind if I make another character? (I wanna play as the Pied Piper of Hamelin, much to my own diabolical desires).
Aww... ;.; Alright. Kinda sucks that you got work. And it also sucks that everyone else is either in school, at work, or just not on -_-"
Lucifer Bedlam Lucifer stopped his rambling when a familiar echo crossed his entropic thoughts. It wasn't particularly strong, but it was different. Orderly. It was something he wasn't particularly fond of finding in his own mind. Nevertheless, he smiled his infamous smile and placed his own two feet back beneath him. Only... he wasn't touching the ground like he thought and his weight caught up to him. Lucifer fell to the ground and upon his bum, which forced him to cry out in surprise. Lewis did not let this opportunity go to waste. As Lucifer looked up, he saw a penguin flying through the air with a particularly large knife in hand. "Oh goodness," Lucifer sighed, quickly removing his hat and slamming it into the penguin... who went into it and never came out the other side. "That is the last time I'm ever inviting Lewis to any of my tea parties." He uttered, lifting himself from the ground and wiping the dirt and grass from his favorite trousers after placing his favorite hat upon his head. Once more adorning his carefree smile, Lucifer grabbed his cane and violin, leaving the safety of his garden for something far more interesting. And dangerous, hopefully. Oh how he loved danger. It was like playing a very complex game. Lucifer loved games. It began to rain before he walked three paces. "Oh, wonderful. Now there won't be any cats out," he said cheerily, continuing his voyage. It didn't take very long for him to get lost, however. How long had he been walking? Where was he going? Lucifer continued to walk, these questions gone from his consciousness. He didn't care. It was a wondrous day, what with the rain and its banishing power over any and all feline-kind. "Hrm... I wonder if there are any riddles that I may kn--" Lucifer yelped in surprise the second time that day as he fell... somewhere. As quickly as he could, he tried making himself weightless. At first, he flapped his arms as fast as he could. Perhaps he could fly out, he believed. When that failed, he acted as though he were climbing an invisible mountain-side. That did no good. He gave up and looked down. He saw the ground. Dirty, rocky... close. Lucifer waited for the fall to come to a close, but it didn't. "Oh, look," he said with glee. "I can fly! Wendy! I CAN FLY!!!" Lucifer shouted, floating here and there lazily, unwittingly drawing attention to himself. He looked upwards as he glided on his back, noticing the high walls of the chasm. A ravine. With rain. This made him stop and think. Lucifer felt foreboding, but it went away. It always did. It wasn't important. Was it? No, it couldn't be, he thought. "How did I get here?" Lucifer asked himself soon after, just laying on his back in mid-air.
This should be interesting... Enjoy the humor! I'm not 100% sure if it's an appropriate post, but I wasn't entirely confident about what to do '>.>
That map is... something. '>.> ... *hides* Anywho, I'm bored... I wish more people were on and that things could get rolling... I'm bored x.x
lol, I'm glad you enjoyed the post then. Your opening post was alright. Very interesting to read. Also, I'm glad TwilightBlader chose Mad March Hare. Now he can be my tea-buddy for my tea-party with Lewis the Penguin.
Lucifer Bedlam Lucifer sat in a garden, sipping tea and playing a game of cards with what appeared to be a penguin wearing a top hat. Lucifer's hat was lopsided on his head and he sat cross-legged... floating. His cane rested upon his folded lap and his violin case resided upon the ground only a single inch away from his shadow. The table, itself, was of grated iron and rested normally on the grassy, flowery ground. The penguin, itself, sat upon an iron-grated chair, holding its cards with both flippers. The youth's smile relented an anxious sigh. He took another sip of steaming hot tea. "Well, Lewis," Lucifer addressed to the penguin. "Do you have any sixes?" He asked, tapping a gloved hand upon the table. The penguin, Lewis, gave Lucifer a blank look with its beady, malicious eyes. "Oh come on!" Lucifer groaned. "What's the point of me pulling you out of my hat if you can't play a simple game of Go-Fish?!" The penguin continued to stare at him. "Now don't give me that look, Lewis. You know perfectly well I can't hand you that knife. It's for the cake this evening, and I would rather not have it sullied with blood... or clouds. Especially not clouds. They tend to taste like butter, which incidentally tastes like rotten milk. In folded paper. And ink." He rambled on, eventually forgetting the game he was playing.
Hrm... to be a hero or to be... well... unorthodox... Damn my ego XD Edit: I pray you're amused by this post.
Ooooooh, a morning post would be pretty sweet... as for a suggestion... make the opening post worth my while? :P
He accepted the notebook gratefully, opening its pages and observing their contents. Ulrich made sure he took great care of the pages, and was sure not to dwell into anything too personal.
"Oh? May I have a look?" Ulrich asked, following Ariana's gaze to the notebook.
"Well... what is it? What do you all do for fun here? Any hot gossip about the others who live here? Any cute, single women?" He asked.
Ulrich turned his gaze back to Ariana. "So... what's the deal with this place?" He asked her, wanting to change the topic.
(OOC: lol, I'm glad it made you smile :P) Ulrich shrugged and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Jo. He looked at the fire-user and began to rummage through his own memory. "No comprende, senorita..." Ulrich said with a flat, inhuman tone.
Karasu laughed. "It's as purposeful as your goggles," he retorted. "And you'd think that this place would be far more like a playground than a funeral home." He added. Loudly. Loud enough for the rest of the class to hear. Karasu sighed. "The teacher... I heard he's a tad bit unorthodox. He's never on time, always late, and not quite right in the head. But my sources... not very reliable."
His smile became more genuine as it became a smile of sympathy. He brought himself back up and extended a hand to Ariana. He heard the pain in her voice. "Don't be," Ulrich said lightly. "It was my fault for being in your way. You don't have to beat yourself over it," he added, feigning idiocy. It was not his place to pry, or to lecture her about how she should feel. All he knew, all he felt, was the shared pain between him and the rest of the orphans. "But I will let you deck me if you feel as if that'll make you feel better." Ulrich offered.
Awesome. Can't wait for the RP ^^ ...now if only RL can be a bit more giving rather than annoying...
"We are all lucky," Ulrich remarked. He was about to finish, but a young woman bumped into him. "Ack!" Ulrich uttered, falling onto his rump. "Er... howdy?" The earth-user greeted uncomfortably, staring at Ariana. "How are you this fine day? I apologize for being in your way." He added with his usual smile.
I thought it over... if you think it's wise to make Lucifer a leader, then I suppose he can be a leader. Unless you can advise something more... suitable... for his personality ;)
