Chessmen

[Amer]

Who's Malak LOL

(Umm. well whatever you named the troll now)

 

[BlackHackle]

OH!! I feel sooo stupid. I didn't know that was my name LOL

 

[BlackHackle]

I seriously need to catch up or something...I didn't know I was sleeping LOL

 

[Amer]

I seriously need to catch up or something...I didn't know I was sleeping LOL

(Yeah, well I was assuming. Use parenthesis when you are writing outside of role play by the way. I guess I could also see him leaving the camp with the rest of the party.
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[BlackHackle]

(Oh...sorry okay so we are all leaving and I was sleeping sounds good)

 

[Amer]

(Oh...sorry okay so we are all leaving and I was sleeping sounds good)

(Yup, you're doing great.)

 

[BlackHackle]

(I'll just play stupid until I figure things out) Malak wakes up to the sound of all the rest leaving camp. He performs his short morning ritual of placing his hat on his head and beelines it after them. He falls on his face a couple times in his dash

 

[BlackHackle]

He is slightly distracted by a butterfly but quickly brushes it off

 

[Amer]

He is slightly distracted by a butterfly but quickly brushes it off

"HEY! Watch where you're going, you big fool!" a colorful pink sprite squeaked angrily. "You think just cause I'm pretty, and you ain't, and I'm tiny, and you just big, you can go brushin' me aside like that? You think you kin' go a doin' that? Well I'ma tellin' you...." (Sorry if this isn't really a character in the actual rp)

 

[BlackHackle]

"Your tellin' me what..." snarled Malak who was growing impatient by the second. "FYI, I am trying to catch up to a group that moves twice my speed. If I had wings like you, my oh my." It was a rather aimless response, but not much comes to the mind of Malak when he is in ultra panik mode...he almost acts Gnome-like in those circumstances