01-23-2010, 11:40 PM
MYRTLE IS LOOKING FOR SEBASTIEN BUT WHERE IS HEEEEEEEE?
Oh, and it would be cool if someone new + I haven't roleplayed with before replied here!
Forward-dated to the 27th.
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Oh, and it would be cool if someone new + I haven't roleplayed with before replied here!
Forward-dated to the 27th.
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Myrtle had lost him. He had absolutely positively no idea where Sébastien had run off to, though, now that he thought about it, Sébastien was probably in Inferni. So that was a lie; Myrtle knew exactly where BQ was, but he did not want to think about it. BQ was now the enemy, but Myrtle didn't want him to be the enemy. In fact, Myrtle thought Inferni was kind of cute with their little heads on display. It was fun! Myrtle liked it a lot, and he wondered if they could have decorations on Dahlia's borders. Or maybe he could help Inferni decorate. That might be very nice. Myrtle smiled, nodding to himself. So it would be done! There would be pretty decorations for all to see and the sun in the sky would be happy and he would say it was good. And on the seventh day, he would rest seeing all was well.
Feeling rather happy and significantly cheered up by this, Myrtle began to sing to himself quietly.
"Où sont les femmes? Avec leurs gestes pleins de charme Dites-moi où sont les femmes?" Myrtle began bopping his head to the imaginary beat, wiggling his behind a bit in excitement. He skipped a bit, then attempted to execute a twirl. Unused to his Optime form, he ended up stumbling over his feet, but recovered quickly and threw his hands up in the air. He held the pose for a few seconds, then continued onward, singing and (kind of) dancing. He frowned, then tried to brush the imaginary dirt from his pelt. He was nearing the Inferni lands now -- he couldn't look silly! He did not want BQ to be ashamed to be his brother.
With this in mind, Myrtle continued on his way toward the clan, determined to find his brother. He did not want to see BQ get hurt and Myrtle was incredibly worried he might get hurt, too! So he would do his best and try to find his brother, but he wasn't sure if that was realistic. Myrtle supposed he could always pretend he wanted to join, but he would probably smell like Dahlia. Myrtle just hoped they would be willing to talk, or better yet, his brother would show up. Not wanting to risk it, Myrtle stopped a good distance away from the borders and let out a small, quiet howl asking if Sebastien was there, and informing them that it was his brother. Maybe BQ would come after all!
Feeling rather happy and significantly cheered up by this, Myrtle began to sing to himself quietly.
"Où sont les femmes? Avec leurs gestes pleins de charme Dites-moi où sont les femmes?" Myrtle began bopping his head to the imaginary beat, wiggling his behind a bit in excitement. He skipped a bit, then attempted to execute a twirl. Unused to his Optime form, he ended up stumbling over his feet, but recovered quickly and threw his hands up in the air. He held the pose for a few seconds, then continued onward, singing and (kind of) dancing. He frowned, then tried to brush the imaginary dirt from his pelt. He was nearing the Inferni lands now -- he couldn't look silly! He did not want BQ to be ashamed to be his brother.
With this in mind, Myrtle continued on his way toward the clan, determined to find his brother. He did not want to see BQ get hurt and Myrtle was incredibly worried he might get hurt, too! So he would do his best and try to find his brother, but he wasn't sure if that was realistic. Myrtle supposed he could always pretend he wanted to join, but he would probably smell like Dahlia. Myrtle just hoped they would be willing to talk, or better yet, his brother would show up. Not wanting to risk it, Myrtle stopped a good distance away from the borders and let out a small, quiet howl asking if Sebastien was there, and informing them that it was his brother. Maybe BQ would come after all!
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