You know.
Why don't we revive this.
We've got four peeps willing to roleplay here...
Why can't we just pick up where we were and kinda disperse the main charries that are no longer used among VA, Garret, and Fkuff? :D
(Great Sirius, it's been positively forever. :th
Nahhh, don't be sorry. ;) We've all had chaotic lives lately... :P
*Is totally blanking out on where we left of in SBW*)
#1 I haven't conversed with Frost in almost two months.
#2 I have no clue what you mean. :lau
#3 Why didn't I get an alert for you quoting me... o_O
#4 I originally said her paws, then I had to go back and edit it. :lau
~Otaktay's sweater is two miles long. He whirls it around like a lasso and encircles Flood with it.~
~Macawi lurked around camp, her hooves twitching with devilish satisfaction at keeping the fools that shared her blood completely oblivious.~
*Otaktay's hooves are sore from repeatedly poking them with a needle during knitting the insanely-long sweater he's knitting due to the fact he's been working on it for almost two weeks without stopping*
~Otaktay gave a low huff of thoughtfulness and slowly plodded up to Flood, ears swiveling with curiosity. "Do you think the two fillies will uphold their task?" he snorted, wryly bored. "Or will their loyalty return to their families?"~
~Paytah let his head lower to his chest and he nipped at an irking fly. "That's what I thought," he nickered slowly, running over the suspicions in his mind as he voiced them. "Maybe it's a complete web of lies she weaved from the battle- and that's why nothing makes sense."~