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
Open to Zona K. Noakes, Nate Kinzhal, Julian DarknollThe morning light shined through Howl's window. Howl got up slowly and yawned. He had a day of work ahead of him. He got dressed, washed his face, made breakfast, and opened up shop. Howl opened the front door of his shop to see that the weather was nice, but he could see dark clouds off in the distance. It looked like it would rain.
Howl sat and waited for someone to walk in. He started to work on a dress for some girl that he started working on the night before. Might as well get something done today, right?
Post by Julian Darknoll on Feb 27, 2016 16:44:21 GMT
Julian was walking through the city, as he walked he noticed all of the shops and what they are. He was looking for two things, a tailor and someplace he could shower. He looked around and found a little wooden bench to sit on. As he started to sit down on the small bench, he leaned his scythe up next to him. he looked around some, then looked down at his attire. I was still his outfit he wore when he worked in the field, a used to be white shirt sleeveless shirt, because of the times he was in the field it was stained with sweat and dirt. He also had on a pair of ripped brown trousers, and a pair of gross black boots. He himself was also very smelly, for he had not bathed in a couple of months. Julian then decided the bench would be his short time resting place, it was a good place to take a well deserved nap for he had not slept in this city yet, he looked around at the few people walking in the streets. Then he looked up to the sky, slightly cloudy. It might rain today... Julian thought as he slowly closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.
"We are all born to die - the difference is the intensity with which we choose to live." -Gina Lollobrigida
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Feb 28, 2016 16:02:00 GMT
Zona groaned some. Her stump of a leg was acting up and causing her pain. It was going to rain, good thing she got her daily sweep of the city done. As she walked along she looked though some of the things she swiped, few rings, bunch of wallets, a pocket watch and a few other things, not bad. Shoving them all back into her side bag Zona looked up only to see a familiar man and his scythe sitting alone on a bench. Smiling some Zona was about to say hello until she noticed the man was sleeping, her smile turned into a smirk. "I wonder how much that could go for..." Zona thought to herself as she walked up closer to the man. Looking around for a moment Zona turned her attention back to the scythe looking it over some, and examining it's details. Picking the thing up Zona held it for a moment before turning it over in her hands, it was a bit heavier than she thought. Spinning it around some she smiled, "I see why ya like walkin' around with this thing." Zona said with a smile a she leaned the scythe on her shoulder. Even if the man was sleeping shes till wanted to say it, before she began to walk off.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Post by Julian Darknoll on Feb 29, 2016 22:02:25 GMT
Julian was resting for a while when he heard someone walk by him. He normally would ignore the noise and continue resting, but this person stopped around him. In a dazed state Julian said "who's... there..." He opened his eyes slowly to see a girl standing in front of him, with his scythe on her back. "Hey... give that back to me!" He said in a slurred voice. He then slowly pulled himself up off the bench to be greeted by his bones creaking.