Yes.
places 2 plates of pancakes in front of Mystic
Yes.
places 2 plates of pancakes in front of Mystic
A dark pair of red eyes form from the shadows nearby⊠âAs if that dwarf could even try to chase out others with such attachments to myselfâŠâ A soothing dark voice rings out⊠âYou have known me before to play multitudes of characters, I believe itâs somewhere in the thirties perhaps⊠It should come as I surprise that the male fox and that dwarf are both me⊠They just bicker amongst themselves, the dwarf ever so grumpy because his place is challengedâŠâ The voice continues⊠âIt is rather hard to describe that to write for such a character I must write how they would act not how I would like, so while I care not for the sand⊠Dazzekâs part of my mind quite does⊠Perhaps itâs some version of a multiple writers personality thing⊠But I digressâŠâ
Isaik settles into a chair in the darkened corner of the lounge, âI see the lounge is rather interested in allied races and pancakes at the moment⊠Chaotic this place always is⊠I myself rather enjoy the vampire race, they exude such classâŠâ
âEither way I might be quick or long with responses, I am rather busy in the other planes of existence one might say⊠However droll those places might beâŠâ
places 2 plates in front of Isaik
Phew, thatâs the last of them.
https://giphy.com/gifs/food-breakfast-t82f6HCXrfN5K
I made too many.
Hey guys. This is my main Druid! No more tentacles here though.
I do have leaves on my hair! Holds a random herb Good thing Iâma Inscriptionist and Herbalist lol. All I care about is milling. I reeeally love crafting hehe.
âHow very⊠Quaint. They will be quite enjoyedâŠâ The dark one says.
âThere is always room for more tentacles my dearâŠâ
âEver since ravendreth this damn Worgen concept been trying to get rid o me! Hard life being a dwarf. Either way I think I be going back to using this face again. I know it probably confusing, I do apologize for that.â
âIâll be taking those since he really doesnât seem to eat⊠Or breath⊠Or anything naturalâŠâ Goulgrim exclaimed taking the sugary cakes with a smile.
âTha crafting get better did it? I be but a miner and smith so I was more focused on running to 60 than looking for ore.â
âNow clearly something goto be going on today, that dark guy wasnât kidding when he said ainât nothing going on outside this lounge and world if ya know what I mean. I do gotta say though Isaik cares not for the owls, they remind me so much of dwarves.â
âI would think that Dazzek would prefer a BIG Sandlot, with a huge fully stocked Sandstone Castle, complete with 1000 Master Bedrooms, A Kingâs Suite, a Queenâs Suite, a Grand Ballroom, a Grand Banquet Room, as well as a fully stocked basement, complete with Wine Cellar and Dungeon. But NOOOOO! They would rather settle for THAT!â
(Lady Cyndi Lou points to the small pile of sand in the corner.)
âI try to treat them like Royalty, but they prefer to be treated like DIRT. Go figure.â
âI give up.â
/tears
/vanish
âDonât feel bad lass, itâs not you. Itâs more like when you get a cat a huge cat tower and they settle for the box it came in. They will come to their senses at some point.â
âLetâs not waste time on the fox that wonât even wake up to fight. Howâs that arm of yours lass? Gotten any better?â
Goulgrim lights up a old dwarven pipeâŠ
you can take the vulpera out of the sand but you canât take the sand out of the vulpera. or something like that lol
âYa can take a dwarf off the forge but you canât take the forge outta the dwarf!â
âThey can have their pile of sand. No one appreciates my gifts, so I should just stop giving them.â
âThey are barely above beasts, they arenât civilized like us lass, I believe you give great gifts.â
âOnly because YOU play them that way.â
âToo little, too late. I feel very unappreciated.â
/vanish
âTrust when I say I hardly have a choice in that. When I write a post that they donât like, I get writers block for weeks. I either write them true or I canât write them at all, they wonât let me.â
âI appreciate you, I try to make it easier, itâs why I try to use others of my own characters to clean up messes they make.â
"I. GIVE. UP."
âI canât do my thing, because no one wants to play. I was trying to make a connection. I am always just trying to make a connection. I give up trying. No one wants to play. I THOUGHT it would be different this time, but no such luck. No one wants to accept my gifts, so I will just stop giving a damn. I am DONE.â
/runs out crying
/vanish
âItâs not you, itâs my issue. This isnât even the first mess that my horrid restrictions of writing my characters have made. I do apologize lass, Iâll leave, you belong in this lounge anyway. I apologize.â
âItâs not just you. ALL the Fox Toons that came in refused my gift. If just ONE had run to play in the Castle it would have been okay, but NO ONE did. They all got mad at me for trying. Itâs just no use.â
âI only own one that has graced this lounge, and heâs a pain to write for because his mind is at the moment one tracked. So I do apologize.â
meow.
chrisp the non roleplaying bum idiot
/eats some virtual pancakes
/thinks
/leaves
/puts some strawberries and ice cream strawberry flavor on the table on the way out
5 quarters for a bee weâd say