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Mom
Hi, sweetie. We are gonna be working late again. Are you at home now?
Yup, just got off the bus
Do you have any homework?
Nope, I did it in study hall.
Ok, we bought frozen pizza before we went to work, it's in the freezer.
Thx. See you.
Luka exited the texting app and put on her music app. She put her headphones on started to listening to her special playlist of songs. She started to lipsync and dance around the house with a beaming smile. She was running around the house, jumping on furniture, and pretending her mechanical pencil was a microphone. After dancing around the house, she went into her room. Luka locked the door and lied down on the floor. She close her eyes and listened up. Luka breathed deeply; it seemed like she was asleep. A small portal opened up and her and she fell through it. It looked like Luka didn't even know she was falling. The portal lead to a a grassy colorful plateau with nine houses. Each house had one of Luka's "friends". Each house was based off of the friends personalities. She cupped her around her mouth and took a deep breath. "I'M HOOOME!" Her sentence echoed the plateau. One of Luka's friends, Marx came out of his house and smiled when he saw Luka.
"Welcome back, Luka. How was your day?"
"Hey Marx. Nothing very important happened except for a fight that broke out in between classes."
"Really? Who won?"
"The hall monitors broke it up before someone was bloodied up."
rattyray
Juju
Vagabond Spectre
The Forgotten Host
Divon
Elekta Kount
seasonedcat
The Forgotten Host
Senior Member
The door of the smallest house crept open. Lil' Miss Alice poked her head out, a bright innocent smile on her face as her gaze met Alice. She looked left and right to make sure it was safe to step outside. Pushing the door open, she began running towards the girl, a sound of grinding clay accompanied with each step. Stumbling a few times under her long ceramic skirt, she reached Alice, hugging her leg. "Welcome home, Miss Luka!"
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Elekta Kount
Da Warboss
Jomei
A distance away from the plataue stood another clearing, both areas were connected by a suspension bridge. Upon the opposite area sat a simple wooden house, sitting in between the walls of an icy mountain and the rushing waters of a nearby waterfall, overlooking a vast and bright valley.
Moments later, a porportionally large fella exited the house, carrying in his hands somthing.
The figure stood still in front of the lonely looking house, his hands seem to have moved onto his forehead, as if to help him focus on the plateu.
A few more moments later before the figure began moving, moving towards the suspension bridge. The bridge swung slightly when the figure stepped upon it, but it remained relativity steady, as the figure got closer...and bigger.
As he moved, it would appear that the figure was an armored man with a massive warhammer resting oh one of his shoulders as he advanced. His name was Jomei, and he didn't seem fazed or shaken...he was rather stoic in the way he moved, despite the fact that if you'd peer down the bridge you could see nothing but fog...and for the imaginative, it was nothing more then a very long drop.
Jomei would eventrually step off the bridge and step towards where Luka had appeared.
His steps were heavy, and you could hear his approch. With hand steadying the warhammer on his shoulder, the other swinging freely, and a massive book hung freely off of the side of Jomei's armor.
He walked up to where Luka stood, who was presumably currently preoccupied with the others, stopping only a couple of feet away from her, before looking down at her.
But Jomei said nothing, as he gave a simple nod in greeting, keeping the same stoic expression that he had most of the time, before heaved the warhammer off of his shoulder and bringing the head to the ground with a small *thump*, center of himself. He placed both hands on the head of the hilt of the warhammer, resting them on-top of each other, as he silently watched the interactions.
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trash
Shula
A faint squeal could be heard from inside the quite literally flaming red cottage. Within a few seconds Shula was on her front lawn, a wide grin on her face. "Luka! You're back, you're back!" the young nymph cried happily. Without even stepping foot on the ground Shula zipped over to Luka and engulfed her in a very warm hug. "Oh I have so many things to show you! I found, like, 4 new rocks the other day!" she said, letting go of the young creator. Shula's hair burned brightly and smoke rose in clouds from her hands and feet. This is what happened when she got too excited. She glanced around and finally noticed the other the people around her, Lil' Miss Alice, Marx, and Jomei. She shot a sheepish grin their way. "Hello Marx, Alice, Jomei~" she greeted all with the same enthusiasm as before.Amon
In Amon's house the blue imp sat reading a book that he found lying around his house a while ago. So far the day was a peaceful, yet boring one. At the moment he was completely engulfed in his book. Well that was until the all too familiar voice of his creator came from outside. He looked up from his book with a small smile. After hiding the book beneath his cloak and flipping his eye patch over his eye again (for aesthetic reasons obviously) he made his way to the front door. Amon stood in the doorway and sent a silent wave to the group before him. Amon would've gone and greeted Luka up close, but, of course, he'd much rather stay away from the group that was forming. For the sake of his comfort and the chance that he might say something awkward. [ A aaaah
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Vagabond Spectre
Seven Thousand Club
Charles G. Johnson
Among all the houses. Their stands the most organized yet small house. The house is complete with a wide green lawn, complete with a small cute grey mailbox. The house itself look so far boring for it only has three colors. Black, white and grey. In fact all of the stuff is in black and white.
Inside their we can see the small fry, office guy. Charles G. Johnson. He was in his tiny bed with his mini laptop on his lap. His really quick tiny fingers were gently tapping on the keys on his keyboard. His huge toony eyes were dark and deep. As if he hasn't slept for days. His long sleeves are crinkled, slightly filthy and beaten up. He has been obviously working too much. His whole house maybe an eyepleasing sight but he hardly minds himself. I mean his hair is a mess too!
Charles's quiet nature was broken by his black flip phone by table, ringing. Reacting with his usual gritty sigh. He picked up the phone, gently. "Hello? Oh, it's you... Listen. I don't want any of..." Charles's statement was cut off by the legendary Luka Danvers call for her friends. Charles is one of them. "Listen, imma gonna call you never." Charles crushed his black flip phone by accident instead of ending the call. Luckily he has a bunch spare phones on where he kept in a drawer he picked up the phone. With another depressed sigh. He rubbed his tired eyes and shuts the laptop off. He wanted make himself extra presentable to Luka. He quickly changed his attire on his nearby closet full of long sleeves. It's all the same white long sleeves he wears every single day. Neck ties too. Quickly suited in a matter of seconds, took a large choco donut on a sandwhich bag, prepared himself and packed up.
As he walked to the door that will lead to the outside. He checked his silver watch for the time. Turning the doorknob after checking the time. Knob snapped out of place. Due to his overturn. "*Sigh* Not sure if i turned it too hard or this house is too old." Charles simply shrugged it off cuz of his calm nature. He walked towards the group, dressed the best. His look could have been perfect if it wasn't for his tired face. He had his heavy iron suitcase with him. His hair was slightly combed as he stood in attention upon reaching the group. "Greetings everyone. Especially to you Ms. Danvers. What brings you here? Is their any business we must attend to?" With a firm bow. Charles humbly greeted everyone and asked Luka directly. He had a gentleman aura despite his tired look.
A aaaah
rattyray
The Forgotten Host
Elekta Kount
Among all the houses. Their stands the most organized yet small house. The house is complete with a wide green lawn, complete with a small cute grey mailbox. The house itself look so far boring for it only has three colors. Black, white and grey. In fact all of the stuff is in black and white.
Inside their we can see the small fry, office guy. Charles G. Johnson. He was in his tiny bed with his mini laptop on his lap. His really quick tiny fingers were gently tapping on the keys on his keyboard. His huge toony eyes were dark and deep. As if he hasn't slept for days. His long sleeves are crinkled, slightly filthy and beaten up. He has been obviously working too much. His whole house maybe an eyepleasing sight but he hardly minds himself. I mean his hair is a mess too!
Charles's quiet nature was broken by his black flip phone by table, ringing. Reacting with his usual gritty sigh. He picked up the phone, gently. "Hello? Oh, it's you... Listen. I don't want any of..." Charles's statement was cut off by the legendary Luka Danvers call for her friends. Charles is one of them. "Listen, imma gonna call you never." Charles crushed his black flip phone by accident instead of ending the call. Luckily he has a bunch spare phones on where he kept in a drawer he picked up the phone. With another depressed sigh. He rubbed his tired eyes and shuts the laptop off. He wanted make himself extra presentable to Luka. He quickly changed his attire on his nearby closet full of long sleeves. It's all the same white long sleeves he wears every single day. Neck ties too. Quickly suited in a matter of seconds, took a large choco donut on a sandwhich bag, prepared himself and packed up.
As he walked to the door that will lead to the outside. He checked his silver watch for the time. Turning the doorknob after checking the time. Knob snapped out of place. Due to his overturn. "*Sigh* Not sure if i turned it too hard or this house is too old." Charles simply shrugged it off cuz of his calm nature. He walked towards the group, dressed the best. His look could have been perfect if it wasn't for his tired face. He had his heavy iron suitcase with him. His hair was slightly combed as he stood in attention upon reaching the group. "Greetings everyone. Especially to you Ms. Danvers. What brings you here? Is their any business we must attend to?" With a firm bow. Charles humbly greeted everyone and asked Luka directly. He had a gentleman aura despite his tired look.
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rattyray
The Forgotten Host
Elekta Kount
Divon
ʜɪʀᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ 500 ɢᴏʟᴅ
FIDESThough the wolf's home wasn't the smallest, blandest, fanciest or even downright strangest home, it still differed from the other buildings of Lady Denvar's friends. Their one was a golden plated kennel with diamond-shaped windows on each side, and of course, lacked a door.
Amongst the beautiful fluroescent coloured grass that made up the floor of the plateau was Fides. Fides had lain into a slightly curled furball near Yume's homestead, in a state of a light sleep. They find it more comfortable snoozing near the Dreamcatcher's home, probably because it was the fluffiest houses out of all.
However their nap was broken as familiar voices broke out in cheer and greeting and the steady thumping rhythm that could only be Jomei's footsteps. Fides lifted their head from the ground and noticed the living cartoon boy, fire nymph and old-priest warrior gathering around Lady Denvar. With a slight tilt of their head they saw a small ceramic figure clinging to her leg.
"..." With a gentle huff, Fides pushed themselves off the ground and stood on their hind-legs.
They walked near the entrance of Yume's door and rapped a gloved knuckle against her door.
Without waiting for Yume to open her door, if she was in there actually, the wolf suddenly dropped to all-fours and ran towards the gathering. They quickly halted next to Jomei and stood up straight once more, straightening their vest in the process.
Fides flatted their ears as indication of a calm greeting to Lady Denvar, but their sleek black tail wagged energtically behind them.
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Da Warboss
Oldstone
"Nothing except a fight, eh? You make it sound almost normal to be throwing punches at an institute for learning."
A eccentric voice came from behind Luka. It was the resident butler, Oldstone, who appeared to have emerged from his quaint and neat little house on the edge of the plateau.
"I do hope no one was seriously injured in that scuffle, blood's a chore to wash out, especially from white cloth..." Oldstone said in his animated tone as he walked up beside of Luka. "...and I hope you've been staying out of trouble, young lady, we wouldn't want to cause the Mr and Mrs to worry now, would we?" Oldstone leaned in sideways, looking at Luka with his usual unamused look. "But if any hooligan should have the audacity to want to pick a fight with you, don't be afraid to give him or her a good jab to the ribs, takes the breath out of them ever single time."
Oldstone leaned out, walking up from the side of Luka's view to take his place among the growing roster of Luka's companions.
"Now, Ms. Denvar, I'm sure the day has left you with quite a hunger, or a thirst, so what would it be today? Candy? Chips? Soda?" Oldstone then turned to Luka's other companions. "And what of the rest of you? Anything that I can interest you? Tea? Biscuits? Peanut Brittle? Coffee? Hmm?”
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PREY-FOR-US
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Yume's house was more than just a home, it was a work of art she was immensely proud of. Perhaps considered gaudy to some, it's roof and much of the sidings were overrun with pinkish cotton-like blooms, lovingly nurtured over the years by Yume's care. Leading from the house's door was a winding cobblestone path which split apart the rows of flowerbeds and lead to either the backyard or the plateau's main clearing. Scattered in the distance behind her house were various forms of black fur grazing on the florescent flowers of the plateau. A few looked up in mild interest at Luka's call before going back to their flowery feast.
When Fides knocked, Yume was attending to her vegetable garden in the backyard, filling a basket full of fresh carrots for Abhaya. Upon hearing the knock she stood up, dusted the dirt off of her dress, and swiftly leapt over the flowerbeds between the garden and her backdoor.
She walked through her house, her dainty hooves hardly making a sound on the lush carpet. On the sofas, beanbags and hammocks that made up the livingroom (yes, she has many) a few nightmares were napping, their black coats contrasting starkly with the pink furniture. Most of them were only the size of a typical house cat, capable of spawning small nightly fits hardly remembered upon the dreamer's wake, and were easily dwarfed by the one snoozing on the floor. Sprawled out across the carpet was Kichi, his blue tongue drooping from between his jaws as he slept. When standing up his shoulders reached just below Yume's chest and he was almost twice as long. He was a reoccurring nightmare Luka used to have as a child, and perhaps the reason why Yume existed. Instead of thinking of a nightmare as a haunting ghost, Luka instead pictured it as a lost creature whose shepherd was looking for it.
Yume smiled at the thought before letting out a sharp gasp. She had forgotten about the door.
"Oh no!" she said, gripping her basket tightly whilst prancing to the door. "Coming!" Yume swung it open only to find the threshold empty. "Oh, nobody's there...?"
She gazed outside in perplexion for a moment but it didn't take long until her eyes found the group surrounding Luka, causing an enormous smile to spread across her face. Energetically waving her arm above her head, she called out a greeting. "Hellooooo Luka! Welcome back, lovie!"
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Divon
Elekta Kount
Vagabond Spectre
@didigeteveryoneyet?
rattyray
The Forgotten Host
seasonedcat
Juju
Yume's house was more than just a home, it was a work of art she was immensely proud of. Perhaps considered gaudy to some, it's roof and much of the sidings were overrun with pinkish cotton-like blooms, lovingly nurtured over the years by Yume's care. Leading from the house's door was a winding cobblestone path which split apart the rows of flowerbeds and lead to either the backyard or the plateau's main clearing. Scattered in the distance behind her house were various forms of black fur grazing on the florescent flowers of the plateau. A few looked up in mild interest at Luka's call before going back to their flowery feast.
When Fides knocked, Yume was attending to her vegetable garden in the backyard, filling a basket full of fresh carrots for Abhaya. Upon hearing the knock she stood up, dusted the dirt off of her dress, and swiftly leapt over the flowerbeds between the garden and her backdoor.
She walked through her house, her dainty hooves hardly making a sound on the lush carpet. On the sofas, beanbags and hammocks that made up the livingroom (yes, she has many) a few nightmares were napping, their black coats contrasting starkly with the pink furniture. Most of them were only the size of a typical house cat, capable of spawning small nightly fits hardly remembered upon the dreamer's wake, and were easily dwarfed by the one snoozing on the floor. Sprawled out across the carpet was Kichi, his blue tongue drooping from between his jaws as he slept. When standing up his shoulders reached just below Yume's chest and he was almost twice as long. He was a reoccurring nightmare Luka used to have as a child, and perhaps the reason why Yume existed. Instead of thinking of a nightmare as a haunting ghost, Luka instead pictured it as a lost creature whose shepherd was looking for it.
Yume smiled at the thought before letting out a sharp gasp. She had forgotten about the door.
"Oh no!" she said, gripping her basket tightly whilst prancing to the door. "Coming!" Yume swung it open only to find the threshold empty. "Oh, nobody's there...?"
She gazed outside in perplexion for a moment but it didn't take long until her eyes found the group surrounding Luka, causing an enormous smile to spread across her face. Energetically waving her arm above her head, she called out a greeting. "Hellooooo Luka! Welcome back, lovie!"
A aaaah
Divon
Elekta Kount
Vagabond Spectre
@didigeteveryoneyet?
rattyray
The Forgotten Host
seasonedcat
Juju
seasonedcat
bloodless
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Abhaya frowned at her dwindling supply of carrots. She knew that as she stood here Yumi was gathering the promised carrots that they spoke of earlier, however the empty pouch still brought pain to her heart. Abhaya let out a squeak at the sudden voice that sounded before she quickly realized who it was, her fear vanishing. She quickly jumped up and ran to the door, throwing it open happily. "Hey Luka!" She called happily as she exited her house.
Deciding now was a good time to go over to Yumi's since she was already outside Abhaya began making her little journey over to her friends house a spring in her step at the thought of her favorite treat.
Deciding now was a good time to go over to Yumi's since she was already outside Abhaya began making her little journey over to her friends house a spring in her step at the thought of her favorite treat.
She smiled as she reached the steps of the house, the beautiful exterior of the house always amazed Abhaya no matter how many times she saw it. She swiftly made her way up the steps, her sword lightly hitting her thigh as she went from step to step.
As she reached the top she noticed Yumi standing in the doorway already, basket in had. "Ah! Yumi! Is that my carrots?~" Abhaya hummed already knowing the answer from the familiar green leaves spill over the side of the basket. However she asked anyway, excitement clear in her voice.
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As she reached the top she noticed Yumi standing in the doorway already, basket in had. "Ah! Yumi! Is that my carrots?~" Abhaya hummed already knowing the answer from the familiar green leaves spill over the side of the basket. However she asked anyway, excitement clear in her voice.
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"No thank you, Oldstone. I'm good for now."
Luka gave a hug to everyone that came out of their houses to greet her. Luka absolutely adored her friends, besides their the only ones she has. "Looks like everyone's here." Luka thought.
"Good afternoon everybody!
I'm so glad you can make it. Well, of course you guys make it cuz...ahem. Uh, nevermind. Today is very special day! I have planned a brand spankin' new adventure for us all." Marx grinned and his eyes lit up like candles.
"An adventure! It's been a hot minute hasn't it? What's it about?"
"Not telling...but it does involve a lot of weirdness."
"Yeah! I love the weirdness."
"This took a long while to think out. Hope you guys enjoy it."
A thick book appeared in Luka's hands and she threw it on the soft ground. The book started to emit an odd blue energy inside the pages. The pages started to turn on it's own and the gang started to float on their own. "Are y'all ready to rock?!" Luka said with extreme excitement in her eyes.
"Let's gooooo!" Marx screamed at the top of his lungs.
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Juju
Elekta Kount
The Forgotten Host
Divon
Vagabond Spectre
Luka gave a hug to everyone that came out of their houses to greet her. Luka absolutely adored her friends, besides their the only ones she has. "Looks like everyone's here." Luka thought.
"Good afternoon everybody!
I'm so glad you can make it. Well, of course you guys make it cuz...ahem. Uh, nevermind. Today is very special day! I have planned a brand spankin' new adventure for us all." Marx grinned and his eyes lit up like candles.
"An adventure! It's been a hot minute hasn't it? What's it about?"
"Not telling...but it does involve a lot of weirdness."
"Yeah! I love the weirdness."
"This took a long while to think out. Hope you guys enjoy it."
A thick book appeared in Luka's hands and she threw it on the soft ground. The book started to emit an odd blue energy inside the pages. The pages started to turn on it's own and the gang started to float on their own. "Are y'all ready to rock?!" Luka said with extreme excitement in her eyes.
"Let's gooooo!" Marx screamed at the top of his lungs.
seasonedcat
Juju
Elekta Kount
The Forgotten Host
Divon
Vagabond Spectre
The Forgotten Host
Senior Member
Alice's face fell. Another adventure already? But they just finished their last one so recently! She looked around, everyone was itching to get started it seems. Sometimes she wondered if Luka did this on purpose, shaking the thought away promptly. She opened her mouth to raise objection, but decided against it. If she didn't go on Luka's adventure, the porcelain doll might grow out of favour. The very thought made Lil' Miss Alice. With renewed resolve, she reluctantly put on a funny impersonation of a game face. "Where are we going first, Miss Luka?"
Vagabond Spectre
Seven Thousand Club
Charles G. Johnson
The most boring Character among the bunch
Quietly standing by. Charles hasn't much something to say at the moment. As always. He is always thinking about work and nothing but work. He seems to be spacing out until the butler. Oldstone decided to ask among the group to offer something. Snacks and drinks to be specific. Charles has been busy lately which is no surprise. Charles never had the time to take names, for he never really addresses others by their real names. Thus forgetting them. Of course he didn't forgot Luka's. She is like his very boss out of all things. Charles humbly declined the butler's offer by simply gesturing his huge head to motion left and right. Indicating he didn't anything. "Thank you for your offer, my friend. But i do not need anything right now." Charles had a calm tone on his voice that made him look and sound friendly.
Checking his watch once more. He seems to be checking his rage regulation. By far he's going smooth. Even though he rarely rages he still keeps himself in check. Charles observed the group like he's looking at a fresh batch of new employees under his hire. To his eyes, everyone is special and unique in their own alone. Starting with the green haired fellow that he forgot the name of. He's got that fighting spirit that even he admires. He could really be helpful to others. Plus he looks pretty fit. The small ceramic doll right about somewhere his size doesn't look like much. Or atleast that what he sees. Charles is never the judgmental one. Maybe he is not seeing their hidden potential to the group. He does sure know the chinaware doll is really uplifting just like the dude he observed earlier. Moving over the big guy. Well armored and seems to be a seasoned fighter for his age. He doesn't seem to be a talker but he knows he more than just a big guy with a hammer. The fiery girl entity gives him a calm impression that she is almost just like Luka herself. She has a calm aura. The blue skinned fellow Seems to be pretty much a quiet guy. He may can't really read him well but he is sure that he is more than meets the eye. Moving on the anthro wolf. The furry fluffball almost reminds him of him. He seems to be equally quiet as the big guy and the colored skinned dude. Among the bunch. There is this pastel colored girl. He finds her pretty much decent. Although she looks like she has a good role in society. There is also the rabbit girl. Who has a rather obvious body language. Who is he to judge. Who knows what she can do that others can't. Finally there is the butler. He hasn't got much words to describe him for it seems like it is rather obvious and he already has it figured out.
While observing the last of the party members. Charles was caught off-guard and got snap back to reality when Luka hugged him out of nowhere. His large cartoony eyes glared back to Luka, glistening in the light. With careful listening and a standing position so firm. He looks like a soldier rather than an office guy. He replied. "Hmm? An adventure? You mean like a business trip?" With a raised eye brow, he asked softly. The word "Adventure" doesn't even seem to even in his vocabulary nor anything as fun as that word. It's no surprise why he asked something as dumb as that. He hardly got surprised when he started to float off. He simply gave Luka a thumbs up. Indicating he's ready one way or another. He is joining the super duper fun adventure he is about to face.
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Juju
Elekta Kount
The Forgotten Host
Divon
seasonedcat
Divon
ʜɪʀᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ 500 ɢᴏʟᴅ
FIDES
The wolf tilted their head to the side and shook their head politely. It wasn't that Fides did not like any of the offers that Sir Butler suggested -- they'd had a decent amount of their generosity already -- but they weren't famished at the moment. And anyhow, they preferred chewing on the leftovers.
Fides blinked rapidly as they felt themselves escape gravity's grasp and the wolf made a slight movement that made them flip upside down in the air.
"...!" With a disgruntled grunt Fides uprighted themselves, thought for a moment, and then reclined back on nothing with one of their hind-leg crossed against the other. Molten gold orbs observed the book that Lady Denvar had dropped onto the grass, and they admired the electric blue glow that it emitted. They've been on crazy journeys together and Fides tried their best to make the most out of every single one, no matter how tense or dire the situation got. Because none of Lady Denvar's characters will know when they may not see her again at all. But being the embodient of Luka's loyalty & kinship, Fides feared that it'll take beyond forever before Lady Denvar forgets them.
The wolf flicked their gaze at the cartoon lad and snorted air from their nose, implying a gesture of laughter.
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Yume was still beaming when she turned to greet Abhaya with a short wave. "Yes they are!" she responded brightly to the 'knight' and handed her the basket of carrots. "Freshly picked from the garden. You know you're pretty lucky, this batch was unusually plump. Perfect for snacking or cooking!"
Just as she finished her sentence, Luka made her announcement and the two of them began to float upwards. "Another adventure, oh how exciting! Don't you think, Abhaya?" Yume gave a short laugh and twirled around in the air, her pink curls trailing after her. "What do you think it will be?"
Unbeknownst to the dreamcatcher, a nightmare was stood in the still open doorway of Yume's house and stared up at Abhaya with his bulbous eyes. It was well known that Kichi loved Abhaya, perhaps drawn to her nervous imagination, but unfortunately it was a one-sided bond. Yume did her best to keep him away from the frightened rabbit girl but he always seemed to find a way to terrorize her. Today, it was through the open door of her house. His tongue lolled out of his mouth while he slowly processed this revelation of freedom, blankly watching Yume's and Abhaya's ascension. After several moments it clicked and with a joyous howl, the nightmare dashed across the front lawn and leapt into the air straight for Abhaya, hoping to hop on top of her.
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Yume was still beaming when she turned to greet Abhaya with a short wave. "Yes they are!" she responded brightly to the 'knight' and handed her the basket of carrots. "Freshly picked from the garden. You know you're pretty lucky, this batch was unusually plump. Perfect for snacking or cooking!"
Just as she finished her sentence, Luka made her announcement and the two of them began to float upwards. "Another adventure, oh how exciting! Don't you think, Abhaya?" Yume gave a short laugh and twirled around in the air, her pink curls trailing after her. "What do you think it will be?"
Unbeknownst to the dreamcatcher, a nightmare was stood in the still open doorway of Yume's house and stared up at Abhaya with his bulbous eyes. It was well known that Kichi loved Abhaya, perhaps drawn to her nervous imagination, but unfortunately it was a one-sided bond. Yume did her best to keep him away from the frightened rabbit girl but he always seemed to find a way to terrorize her. Today, it was through the open door of her house. His tongue lolled out of his mouth while he slowly processed this revelation of freedom, blankly watching Yume's and Abhaya's ascension. After several moments it clicked and with a joyous howl, the nightmare dashed across the front lawn and leapt into the air straight for Abhaya, hoping to hop on top of her.
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Shula
Her golden eyes glowed brightly and she grinned at Luka's announcement. "Ohhh really? Where to Luka?" she asked, clapping her hands together excitedly. "I bet it'll be somewhere reeeeaaallly nice!" she said more to herself than the others. Shula was an optimist at heart so that basically wheat she always said right before their adventures. Sometimes she was right and sometimes they ended up somewhere just the opposite of where she hoped. It was really a flip of a coin honestly. Either way she was excited!Amon
Amon's eyes widened a bit and his stance straightened as he leaned against his door. The word of another adventure really caught his attention. Silently Amon pushed himself out of his doorway, closing it with his tail, and sauntered his way over to the group. His white eyebrows were raised ever so slightly in interest. Within the group he quietly picked a spot near Jomei and listened in intensely. He found the giant man to be his favorite amongst the group. He talked the least and to Amon the less verbal interaction the better.[ A aaaah
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Oldstone & Jomei
"Another adventure, eh?...and here I am without my safari hat." Oldstone said, as he felt himself rising from the ground, making no attempts to resist as he felt himself floating with the current from the book. "My word, Mr Johnson, only you could make a child's fantasy sound like just another chore."
Jomei on the other hand got down and sat on his knees, his large hammer was a placed across his lap as he stared at the ground. A moment later, he too lifted off from the ground in the same position as he was in, gently drifting around like some sort of floating bolder that flowed with the others, yet not a word came out of him...not a word...
"Try not to do anything too extreme, Ms. Denvar, and do try to avoid throwing pudding this time..." Oldstone said, keeping his posture in his upper body, but allowing his lower body a little more lee way to drift. "...you remembered the what happened last time you did such a thing, it took me ages to scrub out the stains from everyone's clothing."
Oldstone was fully aware that Luka was probably not going to heed his word; but it couldn't hurt to at least try.
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Abhaya smiled brightly at Yume confirming her that those were her carrots. She quickly snatched them up and shoved them in her pouch just as Luka announced that they were going on another adventure. He expression turned fearful as she began to float.
"Oh no! NO NO NO! I'm going to die!" She loudly screamed. She stopped screaming when she noticed that it was just Luka's doing. She blushed embarrassed at her mistake and began to awkwardly munch on one of Yume's carrots.
"Oh no! NO NO NO! I'm going to die!" She loudly screamed. She stopped screaming when she noticed that it was just Luka's doing. She blushed embarrassed at her mistake and began to awkwardly munch on one of Yume's carrots.
She suddenly felt her breath get knocked out of her as an oh so familiar thing jumped on her. She let out a scream as it began trying to lick her, "AHHHHHH! YUME GET IT OFF ME!!!!!!!!!!" Abhaya whimpered as she failed to push it off, even if she was a knight.
In her struggle she had dropped her carrot causing her to become even more frantic, "NOOOOOOOO! MY CARROT." The nightmare finally managed to lick Abhaya finally pushing her over the edge and making her begin sobbing.
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In her struggle she had dropped her carrot causing her to become even more frantic, "NOOOOOOOO! MY CARROT." The nightmare finally managed to lick Abhaya finally pushing her over the edge and making her begin sobbing.
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Aventura's landscape started to morph. The houses turned into trees, the colors of the area turned more natural. Aventura was now a lush, and beautiful forest. Luka closed her eyes and a bo staff materialized in her hands. She opens her eyes and looks around the transformed Aventura. The book that was on the ground turns into blue dust and vanishes.
"Alright. This is it. The starting point.
Luka said as she spun her no staff around. She look at everybody around her. "Everyone's here. Good."
"Can you tell us where we are?"
"Not telling...all I'm saying is that some shit's gonna go down soon. Be ready for it. "
"I'm born ready." Marx said as he turns his nails into claws.
"Okay..."
A man and a woman came up to the group. The man had pastel blue hair and colorful armor and woman had pastel pink hair and had a female variant of the man's armor.
"What are you all doing here? Leave, it's dangerous!" Said the man with worried tone.
"Yeah, it's not safe." the woman added.
"Dangerous? Don't see any danger here."
All of the sudden, a roar equivalent to a dinosaur literally shook the trees.
"What the fuck..."
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"Alright. This is it. The starting point.
Luka said as she spun her no staff around. She look at everybody around her. "Everyone's here. Good."
"Can you tell us where we are?"
"Not telling...all I'm saying is that some shit's gonna go down soon. Be ready for it. "
"I'm born ready." Marx said as he turns his nails into claws.
"Okay..."
A man and a woman came up to the group. The man had pastel blue hair and colorful armor and woman had pastel pink hair and had a female variant of the man's armor.
"What are you all doing here? Leave, it's dangerous!" Said the man with worried tone.
"Yeah, it's not safe." the woman added.
"Dangerous? Don't see any danger here."
All of the sudden, a roar equivalent to a dinosaur literally shook the trees.
"What the fuck..."
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