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Posted: Fri May 30, 2014 5:57 pm
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He'd just meant to check the gym again, he'd done… well not WELL against the last student he'd battled to be sure. But then again he hadn't done awfully either. What he hadn't expected was to find… a strange, tunnel. He'd never seen it before, so…why not investigate? It wasn't like anything had gone WRONG in his life lately. So his inner voice was more than a little sarcastic, he was still curious so… why not. The further he went the more empty he felt, it was… strange. He'd never felt anything really quite like that.
'Hello?' he called into the odd heavy fog that left him feeling fundamentally alone and hollow.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" He fluttered his wings nervously, staring around and spotted the 'house', it was curious and old, dilapidated and run down like the ghost of a house, an idea of a house that was starting to loose the original idea of what it was and was becoming something… new.
He walked cautiously up the steps, and opened the door, stepping inside with a deep, yet cautious curiosity.
"Hello?"
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2014 6:27 pm
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2014 6:52 pm
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Ripley's expression didn't change, but internally, he was confused. Did this monster not know what this place was? Perhaps that was something he could use to his advantage? Somehow it didn't seem right to trick someone, but at the same time...this could be one of those powerfully angry ones, ones that would best be avoided at all costs. This 'Pachua' didn't seem too terribly dangerous, though... Still, Ripley refrained from giving his name.
"It's the Haunted House." He answered slowly, still trying to decide how to spin this. In the back of his mind, Wilhelm grunted lightly, which typically meant that he was not going to be any sort of help at all, as usual. Wait, did that kid just...call this place strange? Did he ever look in the mirror? "Funny, coming from you."
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2014 7:04 pm
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2014 7:14 pm
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2014 7:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 9:57 am
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The monster tipped his head, a rather birdlike gesture despite the scales that he also rather clearly had, especially across the cheekbones and down his exposed sides. “It’s not obvious?” He blinked spreading his wings slightly as though to showcase, and fanning out the tail feathers too.
“Well, I guess I do have…-legs- right now.” He crinkled his nose and then glanced around the room. “Mmmph…. Bit…squishy in here too.” He sighed like this was a terrible inconvenience. “Quetzalcoatl.” He said lifting his chin with pride. “… I mean, normally we’re a bit more, primary in our colors I admit but, people DID worship us, I mean they worshiped a lot more of the …blood thirstier monsters too but, there is a DEFINATE history of respect there.”
“I’d ask what you are but I guess someone said humans don’t really come in sub species.” He looked thoughtful.
“…Are you a hunter to keep us from scaring human toes off? I’ve never done that personally, and if I ever do I –promise- it’s an accident.”
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 11:39 am
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“…What do Canadians do?” He asked squinting slightly. “…do you get…scales or cla….well you don’t have claws. Is it a dietary thing like vampires versus Zombies?”
He stuck his tongue out, just slightly and then tipped his head again. “… I guess I can’t really taste a difference unless I meet another ‘human’ OUT-side of wonderland. I thought that ‘Davie’ was a reaper…but he thought I was a hunter.” He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
“I promise I won’t scare your toes off if you talk to me… I’m actually, well, you can see I’m not very scary.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair and the smattering of feathers that were either clipped in somehow or…actually part of that hair.
“I guess that’s a good thing since I don’t really –want- to be scary right now. Wait…is your SPECIES Canadian, or… is your name Canadian? Or is it both? Because… I’m called Pachua, which means ‘feathered water snake’…which is…maybe odd BECAUSE I am a Quetzalcoatl, which are are of course…”
He rubbed at his arm and scraped a fingernail over some of the scales on his arm. “…I…am talking to much, sorry, I never talked to a Human face to face before. I thought Hunters were… myths, kind of scary myths but you don’t seem bad at all.”
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