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you gotta beat us down first - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: you gotta beat us down first (/showthread.php?tid=747) |
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- Merit Acidic - 01-09-2008 [html]Lightning Bay. There was little to be seen around the bay, aside from the norm; the water was clear, cold, with a thin film of ice; the sky was covered by a thin layer of grey cloud, shielding the sun's golden rays. The only thing that might have been unusual - although, someone visiting was not all that abnormal, certainly - was the fact that there was a small, cinnamon and black figure creeping its way along the water's edges. The creature might have been invisible, hidden beneath shade, if not for the obvious movement of the chilly water and the glow of his violet eyes. Merit stood, his eyes staring into the water. A paw was lightly perched above the liquid, tapping and flicking it playfully, sending out small ripples. A small smile was pasted to his lips, and his head was tilted cutely. - Shakadyn - 01-10-2008 [html]
- Merit Acidic - 01-16-2008 [html] The water was lovely. If course it was, and he had stated the thought over and over in his mind, and yet it still arose. He was almost transfixed by the body. But it did not take too long for the wind to bring a scent around the boy's nostrils, and his ears perked up. Indigo eyes wandering to the source, he spotted the male. A small, rather hesitant smile stretched over his maw, and he approached the other male politely. Hello, sir.His words were also spoken as politely as his approach, and he even had his ears pinned back as to not offend. It was interesting how he would do that, when he had not even been trained to do so; it was a childish instinct, that he would, over time, grow out of, and maybe even frown upon. He would be different, no doubt. He decided to introduce himself, then. Perhaps out of politeness, once more, or because he just wanted to; who knew. I'm Merit Acidic. |