Crestcrazy2
🕷spooder lover🕷
Hello!!!!!Thanks!
Haha that’s for sureI have done so many role-plays before. Haha. i’m quite the veteran as I’ve even made my own in the past.


Gotcha, she is in the Grebes Nest. What is sunrise? A cloudwing or a Solarwing?The same one Phoenix is supposedly in
Man U da bestTobias felt his whole body suddenly shift. He sat up, blinking away exhausted tears as he tried to gather his bearings.
Oh gosh.
They were in the desert. THE DESERT. You die in the desert. People get lost in the desert. So, why, for gosh sakes were they in the desert??
"Tobe. Hey? Buddayy. Do you know where you are?"
He heard the voice, but the sudden realization of the hideous pain in his arm tore him from reality. For a moment, he fought back, hating to get lost in the fever dreams, hating to loose control. He festered in a daze, only able to hear his own, shaking breaths. He was vaguely aware of a sharp pain in his left shoulder. It dissipated quickly, but the thought of more drugs and needles just made him fight all the harder.
Ten minutes passed, maybe. His vision sharpened, the pain in his arm significantly dulled. He regained control of his mind, no longer dwelling in a fever haze. Tobias sucked in a sharp breath in satisfaction, relief tearing through him.
Something placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Tobias, we're in the Straights. A few hours out from the first Checkpoint. How you doing, man?"
It was Gables. And suddenly.. it all came back.
"How far out are we?" Tobias whispered, already sensing the hoarseness of his own voice. He swallowed, hard, wincing.
Gables' hand moved to Tobias' forehead, whistling when he pulled away. "I shouldn't have done that. I gave you some of Ferrin's serum. He said to wait till you woke up on your own. But.." his eyes scanned over Tobias, "but I got sick of you looking dead."
How lovely.
"We're three hours out. Ferrin called. He has some news regarding a few hunters they're sending after us."
How pleasant.
"Says you know one? A hybrid. The whole thing was vague and stupid, I think he had to be censored around someone- sounded like he was in the car. But.." Gables took a deep breath, "but he said to tell you 'the hybrid needs to be brought back. Just like Sol.'"
Realization slammed. Tobias sat up, gripping the arm rest. "I need to call Ferrin."
"No service. Relax, my guy. We still have a lead."
"No. No, we don't. Not with mutated hybrids." Tobias whispered, slumping back into his seat. He stared ahead, watching the slow rise and fall of the dues as they careened through the sand ridden wasteland. "Gables.. they're right behind us."
