sorry, but your leon is in another profile page.
so what should we do in dynasty?
Off in the distance, Daevon heard a loud splash muffled by the primitive chorus of the gargantuan creatures around him. Maybe it was something new to collect! Crouched in the underbrush, riding upon an antlered snake. The lunatic made it to a lake the size of a small ocean. Leting out a long whistle of amazement, Daevon's sole blue eye scanned the surface for ripples or signs of movement.
ooc: you can do whatever you'd like magick. bic: Curled up in the overstuffed armchair in the corner of the den, Victor groaned and hissed as shards of his skin were flaked off by his sudden movements. How long had it been since his last encounter with a tesla, five...ten years ago? Back then, when he got shocked vitality would act as a quick regenerator or at least prevent severe damage. Now, his body was tired and weak, barely able to stand up to a punk. He had already filed the police report with the local officers in the district. When they asked why he hadn't fought back with his own powers, Victor decided to bend the truth. He told them that the assailant was far too quick and was on the ground before defensive actions could take place.
ooc: go ahead.
kay then ^^
gonna rest?
you do well?
charity, you?
I understand. take your time
hey there, ready to post?
ooc@fayt: you sure you can stay for the long haul? bic: A small, twitchy grin cracked over the director's face. "Sssh sssh now. you're alive, that's all the useful I could ask."
long silence hung on the air until being shattered by a haggard groan. "ow ow ow!" Victor grunted though his grinding teeth. "nothing with voltage for a week, ok?"
I await your plans ^^
which is why I was asking you where to go. right now, I think rhian told me to go to the vale of tears. something about a duchess and a...
Tripping over his own feet, Daevon fell out of the thorny maze and into a new world of green. Grass the size of buildings reached up to block the sun, monsterous flowers swayed dangerously in the gentle breeze. Insects the size of cars scuttled about the ground accompanied by far stranger creatures. Worms with the legs of rodents and beaks of ravens floated in the air, dangling from the bicycle sized dandelion seeds. antlered snakes chewed through the vegitation before being snapped up by purple plants marching on three spindly legs, stinking for rotting meat. The poor maniac had no idea what he was seeing, but he new that it was all something to collect.
cuz as of yet there is no flow.
the fourth thursday of november (don't worry, I wasn't expecting anything ^^)
yeah, I have to inventory thanksgiving baskets for the needy in the area.
