UNIVERSAL CHARACTER CHAT
Kyoko: Nice to meet you, my name is Kyoko Saionji. Now, mind telling me why you were hiding?
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???: The goat-like humanoid grins, showing sharp fangs. Lifts their claws from the other's shoulders, lightly using claws to tip the tophat upon his horned head
Oh deary me, they have finally noticed us
Well boy, introduce ourselves
???: Remains stiff, though a voice suddenly comes from beneath the mask covering his face
…the creature behind me is Voltaire
My…name?
Suddenly hand moves, gripping his head, closing his eyes, as if in sudden pain
Voltaire: Still holds the smile on his muzzle, returning a clawed hand to the young man's shoulder
The dear boy doesn't even remember his own name, so you'll have to excuse him
Crystal: We welcome all here, good and bad, fearsome or kind and gentle creatures. Brandy?
Kyoko: I understand… um, Voltaire? And Nils, no one's going to hurt you here.
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Voltaire: That is indeed my name dear
As for the boy, just give him a moment or so. Most likely he will be going through a 'minor episode' so to speak
???: Still holding his head
Kyoko: 'Minor episode'?
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Kyoko: 'Minor episode'?
((It's a filler episode))
((Ah XD))
(tempted to yeet out since I'm lost and no one is interacting with Crystal)
(You can literally jump in and out at any time. Tis the beauty of character chats.)
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Voltaire: Grins, one hand wrapping around the handle of a cane
Let me explain my dear; the poor boy has no recollection whatsoever of who or what he even is. Though, seems any time you try to ask him his name, he tends to…curl up into a ball of pain
It is a bit amusing…for me that is
Anyways, he seems to see flashes of his past, which in turn can either lead to him curling up into a ball, as I mentioned earlier, blacking out entirely, or my personal favorite, the boy goes on a murderous rampage, spilling as much blood as possible
)No I know but when i jump in im just ignored) Suddenly the door crashed open, and in walked Evelyn the Bard. Guitar slung over her back and a smile on her face, blonde hair a mess. "HELLO!" (Screw this I'm being literate)
Kyoko: Why does that sound so familiar… she shakes her head Nevermind, how old is he?
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Voltaire: The grin turns to a simple smile upon his muzzle. Once again lifts a claw to adjust his tophat between his horns
If I had to take a wild guess, somewhere in his 200's, but then again I could be completely wrong…or could I?
The grin once again crosses his muzzle
Perhaps I know more than I am letting on…
Head suddenly turns to the sudden bang of a door, ears perking forward
Well now, another soul has wandered here? Such an interesting little place
???: Has indeed curled crumpled to the floor, holding his head, mumbling swiftly under his breath in some strange language
Kyoko: Wow… that's…old.
Nils: was listening to the explanation
Oh, something similar with me, then. Probably pretty different, but I sometimes hear someone speak to me. Not kindly, though. They don’t like me at all, just like I don’t like them in my mind. Sometimes it’s almost unbearable.
He seems to glance at the door, but with his helmet hiding his expression, if he even had one, it’s hard to know who he’s looking at besides the general direction.
Kyoko: Jesus…i'm a nineteen-year-old half-demigod, half-elf, by the way. Nothing special, but uh… yeah.
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Voltaire: Oooo! Such an interesting combination for parents!
Ah, about as strange as my own; A Guasnan and a Demon
Tilts his hat, still holding that strange smile upon his muzzle
Could call me the 'black sheep', or in my case, the 'black goat'. No matter, I have my own path which I follow, and this boy just happened to stumble upon it
Kyoko: Gua…Guasnan?
Nils: He turns towards the conversation again
I mean, I used to be a human. Still sort of am. I don’t need to eat as much anymore, and I can hear really good. Can’t see that well, though. Even at this distance, everything here is kind of..fuzzy.
He thinks
I shouldn’t really be alive, either. But here I am, now. If I had to put it into words, I’m basically what’s left of a human, mixed with nanobots, and some weird fluid I don’t have the name for yet.
Kyoko: Nano… she cringed as she struggled to pronounce the word Nanobutts? What's that?
Kyoko: Whoa… Della is nowhere near advanced compared to where you're from
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Voltaire: Guasnan are pretty much bipedal goats. My mother was the Guasnan, my father a demon
Looks over, tilting his head, ear twitching bit
Nanobots? Hm…can't say I have heard of such things before
Kyoko: Interesting…
(Hey ya'll so I changed my whole book idea and so some of my characters are changing (by changing I mean the same look and about the same attitude but completely different backgrounds.) So if I come back in I'll have to completely reintroduce my characters. Think of it as the Taylor Swift song Look What You Made Me Do.)
("I'm sorry, the old Danny can't come to the phone right now.")
("Why?")
("Oh, 'cause he's dead!")
Anna peeks into the giant room which hosted this universal Question and Answer session "woah." was all she could say.
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((OOC: Mm, been awhile since I've done anything here on this site))
???: Walks in silently, wearing black clothes, belts strapped around, carrying what appears to be bullets. A trailing, blue cloak-like cloth appears to be wrapped around his neck and creating a 'cloak'. Upon his back with a strap, is a rifle. Most distinguishing feature, a strap of cloth is covering a single eyes. Slowly reaches a hand towards his throat, seemingly stroking it, speaking softly under his breath
Well…seems we get a break for once…