Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Clancy's eyes widened with excitement when she said she was a gun smith "REALLY?!?! Oh I am so happy to have met you!!! I'm a gun smith too!!! Oh this is just the best day!!!-" Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice calling his name. Turning to the sound he saw Tyrell approaching, causing a thrill to go through him. His face lit up like a light bulb "TYRELL!" he practically yelled. Leaning in to the girl with a sly grin on his face, he muttered to her "Speaking of tall, dark and handsome..." Giving her another quick wink he turned back to Tyrell with unmatched excitement "Oh Tyrell, it's so nice ta see ya again!!! No, no, you're not interruptin' anything! Come meet my new friend! She's a gun smith too!! Isn't that amazing?!?! Her name is...." turning he gave he a slightly ashamed look "Gah! I forgot to ask you yer name! I'm sorry! This fine gentleman is Tyrell O'Callaghan." he sated proudly, gesturing to Tyrell "What's yer name?" he asked with an eager smile.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Tyrell O'Callaghan on May 14, 2014 23:14:25 GMT
Tyrell's eyes fell over the girl as he approached and frowned a bit as he wondered what happened o her. His brows knitted together in his concern but then they eased as he looked to Clancy and felt himself smile softly. There he seemed to go on speaking so fast and so much but at least this time he was prepared. "Ah! Yes, sorry, I am Tyrell," he nodded with Clancy's introduction then once he realized Clancy must have met her similar to how he met Clancy, Tyrell turned his attention to the woman so he would not miss her name when she spoke it as he would otherwise not be able to hear her do to his deafness.
"It is a pleasure to meet you," he said and then waited. What sort of things did this day have planned for him, he wondered as he spared a quick glance to Clancy then returned his attention to Agnes. "Are you sure I am not interrupting?" The poor dark haired giant felt that perhaps the gal didn't want his presence drawing away from her new friend.
Post by Stephen Leland on May 15, 2014 0:58:01 GMT
Stephen snorted at Nikolai's comment "Certainly. But he will need to clear his system of that poison and food will help him get rid of it by either making him throw up or work the alcohol out of his stomach. Since you two seem quite capable of taking care of him now, I will head back to my home. My father thought it necessary to throw some absurd party and he will want me there to smile at the guests and play the dutiful son." With a sigh he shook his head then glanced between the three of them "You are welcome to join of course, that is if Viktor somehow finds a way to make himself presentable to society once again. Well, I will be off now. I hope to see you later. I do not want to suffer through this day alone" he muttered with a grimace. With that he walked off towards the direction of his house, trying his best to avoid the noisy crowds on his way home.
Stephen's house is open for party guests so if you wish to visit his home that is gladly welcome!! If you want a picture of his house for reference for a post just message me. I haven't gotten to drawing it all up yet but I have some reference pictures.
Post by Agnes Cogwheel on May 15, 2014 13:36:57 GMT
Agnes smiled a very little bit to Clancy's comment, after she nodded. "My name is Agnes Cogwheel." She looked at Tyrell, but he was a little bit scary to her like Clancy with his loudness. She tried to make a friendly smile but it was hard "No, you aren't interrupt anything. I just met Clancy... Accidentally... The two of you look you are friends, aren't you?" She was so nervous like everytime when she meet new people. "I.. I just...Don't you think it's boring to stand in one place all night? Why don't we go somewhere?" Agnes asked as she turned to backward nervously.
"Nice ta meet ya Agnes! That's a pretty name! I like it!" he said with a cheery smile. "Yep!!" Clancy chirped happily to answer her question "Sure! Where ya wanna go? And don't look so nervous! We don't bite- well, I don't but I can't say the same for Tyrell. Anywho, I saw some food stands not to far away... I should probably eat I guess. I forgot to eat breakfast... and lunch to I guess." he mused with a shrug then laughed. Food was not really that important to him, most days he forgot to eat at all. "I don't know about you guys but I could go for a nice porter!" Rubbing his hands together, he glanced around for some place selling alcohol. "How about you, Ty? Agnes?"
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Agnes Cogwheel on May 15, 2014 21:30:37 GMT
Agnes was suprised. This boy was too friendly for her. "Ah, I-I'm not nervous at all..." she said, but she mumbled to Clancy's ears "Are you sure that big boy is okay...?" She looked around. "Uhm.. Eating?" She asked and she noticed that she hasn't eaten anything for ages. "Ah, it's okay! Let's go..." She started to walking but she chechked that Tyrell is in the another side of Clancy. She just got so nervous because of Tyrell. She felt like something isn't okay, but didn't want to care about this feeling. Once she wanted to enjoy herself with some strangers.
"Thanks Stephen. I guess we'll see you at your place later," replied Amon. He watched Stephen move his way through the crowd, then turned his attention to his drunken guild-mate. "Okay Viktor, let's get you sobered up so that you can get drunk again," said Amon, leading the sick merchanic and his brother through the crowd, trying to find a food stand.
As he made his way through the crowds, he caught a glimpse of a pink haired individual. "...Was that Clancy...?" muttered Amon. Not that it mattered if it was: he felt his arm twitch as he passed Clancy, meaning that there was an Andersweltler nearby. Amon decided he'll catch up with the lad later.
A few minutes later, he was able to find a cafe of sorts, and sat Viktor down on one of the chairs. Sitting next to him, he pulled out menu and slid it over to Viktor and Nikolai. "Here, order what you want, my treat...provided that you don't order more alcohol, that is..."
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Post by Tyrell O'Callaghan on May 15, 2014 23:11:55 GMT
The first thing Tyrell noticed was just how shy she appeared to be. This timidness was evident in her facial features and her posture. To this, the dark haired andersweltler offered her a gentle smile then spoke, "Agnes, it is good to meet you. I do suppose we are friends, yes, but only recently. Standing around might be a touch boring and food does sound pleasant. Maybe we will all get to know one another better." At the mention of drinks, however, Tyrell's brows furrowed with a hint of distress and his mouth pressed in a thin line as though he'd had a taste of something sour. "I... don't drink. I'm very lightweight," he admitted shyly. For someone of his size, it might have been hard to believe it, but he wasn't lying in the least. He'd only ever been drunk once in his life and couldn't help but giggle at the slightest thing as though he were a lady in waiting or a young school girl. That was something he did not wish to degrade himself to on this day. As they walked, Agnes' discomfort with him became much more clear as he noticed she did not wish to walk near him and kept casting him looks. They were not looks or reactions he was unaccustomed to and so did not let it get to him as he took to walking on the opposite side of Clancy. "I spoke with a woman earlier," he began as they walked, keeping his eyes on the people ahead while he did so he would not run into anyone. "She knows the baron. I do not know if she's his daughter though that is what I gathered from previous conversation and with how my employer spoke with her, but she says they will be hosting an event of sorts. Later, if you both would like, maybe we can all go?" When he was done, he cast his eyes down on them so he could catch their answers.
Post by Viktor Croswell on May 15, 2014 23:32:33 GMT
As Stephen retreated, Viktor waved vigorously until both he and Nikolai were led away with Amon. NK-5 felt the surge run through his mechanisms when they passed the ander that had drawn Amon's attention causing the doll to give pause before continuing to lug around his charge. When they reached the cafe, NK-5 sat his flesh brother on one of the seats to which Viktor then slouched onto the table. "I'm sho tired now," the red head mumbled. "Thank you, Amon, but I do not think that is necessary that you should pay. He was smart enough to leave a portion of his spendings with me in case this very thing should happen and that he had gone and spent his lot. Oh--before I forget..." NK-5 turned away from the eyes of others to undo his jacket then removed a fairly old looking, thin book from his inner chest late before extending it out to Amon. "We visited Viktor's mother and father before coming to the festival. Father thinks that it is best this now be passed onto you and Viktor agreed. You have the most experience in doll working from my understanding of all I have met of this organization, but do not mistake the purpose of his book. It is not heavily in depth, but it is knowledge on some parts and mechanisms, ultimately things that will aid you should I need your assistance. I am also to warn you that it is coded. For that, father says you must decipher it on your own. This does not teach you how to make one, only to understand as the theory goes, before you can create, you must understand and know." NK-5 then fixed his chest plate and jacket before a quiet snore caused him to lift his head in what could be considered surprise. "I suppose the fool will not be partying until later. Amon, I am glad we came across you. That was our main goal for the evening. I am going to take him home now, but if we return we will find you with the others perhaps at that young man Stephan's home."
Clancy gave Tyrell a mock hurt look "Whadya mean 'suppose we're friends" he said in an imitation of Tyrell's voice. With a short laugh he nudged him lightly with his shoulder "course we're friends silly." Turning back to Agnes he gave he an amused grin "Yer not very good at lying, kitten. That's okay, the best people always are bad liars! I'm guilty of having bad liars syndrome as well" he raised his hand as if confessing at court then dropped it with a smirk. After leaning in to listen to Agnes he nodded his head with a smile, turning towards her so Tyrell couldn't see his lips "Course he is. He's a big teddy bear! Just make sure that when yer talking to him that he can see yer lips. He's deaf so don't get nervous if his eyes are glued to yer mouth sometimes."
Turning back to Tyrell he gave him a light pat on the shoulder, having to go on his tip toes some to reach it "That's alright! If ya don't wanna drink Ty, It will be hard, but I'll drink yer share. I gotta pretty high tolerance for tha stuff since I drink it like water" he chuckled happily, amused with the irony of it all and happy for an excuse to drink more. As Tyrell talked about the party he grinned excitedly "Hey, that sounds like fun!! I've always wanted to know how tha rich and famous live! Guess we'll get to see his highness's house since tha party's being hosted there! Maybe tha lady ye was talkin' to was a waitress or somethin'. Wonder if the baron fella likes guns. maybe I could get a commission from him!"
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
He listened, and was pleased with the answer she gave. To many in her place would have come up with some excuse, whether valid or not, to try and explain away their actions. Honestly, the only reasonable explination for one's tardiness was that one had been kidnapped and held hostage. He was glad that this was not the case in this instance, as it likely would have started a war.
He was about to respond, when she spoke of someone wishing to speak with him, and his eyes drifted to where Cait was standing. Immediately he forgot what he had had been about to say. Chastisement or praise, it didn't seem to matter just not. "Thank you, Ensign, that will be all." he said as he began to move towards the Lady Cockfoster. Why was she here? What possible motivation did she have in speeking with him again after their last disasterous run in. Still, he would take whatever unkind words she might have for just a little more time in her presense. Dispite the bad memories there was still the good, and their little ride on the ferris wheel stuck out at the forefront of his mind.
Post by Agnes Cogwheel on May 16, 2014 12:48:59 GMT
He called me kitten... This thought ran around her head again and again while she listened to the boys talked about the party. Then she turned to Clancy "Actually I get really weird when I'm drunk. I don't think you want to see it.." She laughed. "But what's interesting in a party? There are so much annoying people and they don't look at you if you are poor or something." Her steps was so slow and she stared at Tyrell and his headbands. She knew this is unseemly, but she was curious how can a young man be deaf. But because she didn't pay attention in the crew where she go she stumbled and fell down to the ground. Then she just sat there and look at them "I can look like I'm drunk. I think I really don't need alcohol now" she grinned.
Post by Caitlin Cockfoster on May 16, 2014 19:17:29 GMT
The fox was unexpected, and Caitlin stood stock still as the curious creature sniffed at her. It seemed tame enough and it obeyed the ensign's commands so she felt no need to worry. It was interesting to her that they would have companions in the military. Definitely didn't see that one coming. After the girl noticed her standing off to the side staring she said something to the commander that made him turn to look. "Oh I didn't mean to interrupt-" Caitlin tried to say but was silenced by the sure way Skye responded to the female soldier, and seemingly dismissed her from whatever the discussion was. Oh... well then...
Once he turned to face her dead on Caitlin forgot for a moment why she was here. "I um, hello. You look amazing." was the first thing that came to mind, and came out of her mouth.
She sat her glass down next to the decanter and leaned back. This was nice... like falling into a vat of marshmallow fluff. Calm, muffled, the rest of the world blocked out by the closed door to his cabin, and here they were safe inside. Safe from reality, safe from their own complicated lives. Safe from duty. Safe from context. Just. Safe. --Caitlin
Clancy laughed at the thought "Doesn't everyone get weird when they're drunk? I guess I will have ta drink fer both of ya!" With a smile he rubbed his hands together "Goodie, I can't wait. If I just pass out you guys can leave me, I don' mind." Pausing to listen to Agnes, he raised his eyebrows at her, an amused grin stretching across his already smiling face "What!? Didja really just say 'what's so interesting about a party?' Who cares if them nobles don' give us tha time of day! They have generously open their houses fer us to plunder all their food and fine drinks! That's what ya go to parties for anyways! Yer a funny girl Agnes."
As he finished talking he realized that the girl had falled behind- no, scratch that, she literally had just fallen. The pink haired man couldn't help but laugh "Alright, I see yer point. Here, lemme help ya up" Going over to her he offered his hand "I'm glad I met ya. Yer gonna make this festival all the more funner... Funner... is that a word? Heck, I don' know, who cares."
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Lorraine Blackmoore on May 16, 2014 22:24:22 GMT
Once she had been dismissed, she clasped her hands behind her back then bowed before taking a step back. She lingered for just a moment longer and couldn't help but smile at the few words exchanged. It hadn't been that she was happy she might have been let off the hook because she wasn't stupid enough to think he would just forget her tardiness. Surely when the festival was over she would be running miles until she collapsed or cleaning until she dropped dead, but what she was excited for was seeing there was more to just their High Commander than a man who trained, sat in his office, and did not associate with anything outside of the military. Of course she did not know him well either but from what she would have seen thus far would give her assumptions.
Finding no other reason to stay, Lorraine beckoned Felix with a motion of her hand to follow her into the crowd. At the edge, she did stop and looked down to the fox who looked up at her. Although he was good with following she was afraid he would be stepped on and so with a small sigh, she knelt down to scoop him up into her arms. Carrying the beast was by no means a simple task but the creature was not as heavy as one might have figured and so she would be able to cradle him like this for a considerable amount of time. Several people gave her odd looks, fearful looks, surprised looks--looks that were always the same. Kids were different then their parents though, some had been in awe and had stopped her to ask if they could pet the orange ball of fur in her arms. Felix was tame enough within crowds of people and so she did not fear that he would ever bite them. Agreeing to this only drew about the attention of more, hesitant kids who had been scared at first but seeing their peers had been alright, when to join in petting the fox.
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