forum UNIVERSAL CHARACTER CHAT

Started June 17, 2019 by @Simon-Says

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Thorne: Well, nice to meet you, Vokun. I'm Thorne. They/them pronouns, please. -they put down the book- Where'd you come from? You don't look too excited to be here.

Vokun: Only gives a nod, then replies
I originally came from Silencio's realm to retrieve Quietus…and he closed the portal behind him which I came through
Lip twitches a bit, hand moving to settle on the hilt of a blade attached to his hip
Personally, I do not like 'gatherings' of any sort. I'm sent to retrieve souls that try to escape death, and that suits me fine, but to be in a situation like this, is not something I care for
Though I suppose Quietus thinks it would do me good to be a bit more 'social'

Thorne: -notices the hand on the blade- Well, kid, I'm not going to attack you or anything. -shifts in their seat- Ehm, Silencio! Your god of… death or something, right?

Elysee: Hello… -sighs-

Thorne: Oh, hi, Elysee! Are you okay?

Vokun: Lips fully curl back, showing fangs
You can never be too sure
You are correct, Silencio is the God of Death in our World
Mortality would do better than I in social situations such as this…so long as Veturius is not around

Elysee: Yeah…I am fine… -looks away-

Thorne: Uh… Who's Veturius?

Thorne: You don't look "fine", Elysee. -they stand up and walk over to Elysee- Did something happen?

Elysee: -looks up at them and starts crying- Lucy died today.

Danny: From my experience, when women sigh and they're "fine", it means the opposite 95% of the time. If you don't mind me asking, who is Lucy?

Yashira: -slaps Danny on the back of the head- That's not true

Thorne: I don't think that's helping, Danny. -they look at Elysee- I'm sorry, Elysee. Who's Lucy?

Danny: Youch! Where did you come from, demon! He turns and notices it was Yashira. Oh, hehe. I meant that in the most endearing way.

Elysee: My Dire Wolf. She was shot by an arrow when I was hunting. -starts crying even harder- and I killed the hunter. I didn't want to but I did.
Yashira: I will hit you again

Thorne: Oh, Elysee… -they hug Elysee-

Danny: Hehe, I'll just go comfort, Elysee. Danny moves over to Elysee, next to Thorne.
Hey, I know the feeling. Is there anything we can do for you?

Elysee: Can you get me another Dire Wolf? -looks at Thorne with wide eyes-

Thorne: -steps away and smooths down their dress- Well, first you'd have to tell me what that is. We don't have "Dire Wolves" in Unity.

Vokun: Veturius is the servant to the Goddess of War, a powerful Holy Dragon
We, the Reaper Dragons, are considered darker counterparts to the Holy Dragons
However, Veturius is a whole other story

Thorne: Interesting! -pats Elysee on the shoulder- Well, I will be back as soon as I can so you can tell me what "Dire Wolves" are. But I kinda ran away from a party, and need to get back. Goodbye, everyone! -they create a portal and jump into it-

Danny: Dire wolf? Hmm… I know it's not a Mythical Creature, and aren't those extinct?

Vokun: The closest we have, that aren't normal wolves, would most likely be the worgs

Danny: The only Mythical creature I can think of right now that's a wolf is Fenrir, and it would not be a good idea to free him.

Croak: Nothing mythical where I live. Only reality..Which sometimes, Croak would rather experience mythical, because sometimes, reality is much, much scarier.

Zara: I can get you a Dire Wolf. No biggie.

Elysee: REALLY?

Zara: Yeah

Elysee: THANK YOU SO MUCH

Danny: How do you know it won't hurt someone or something? Even from its name, it seems vicious.

Kyoko: -feeds baby mushed sushi-
Veronica: -scowls-

Zara: It's not vicious if you don't taunt it. I have one too. -summons a Dire Wolf-
Elysee: Oh my goodness! It looks just like Lucy. -pets the wolf and giggles- Thank you so much, Zara

Vokun: Shifts, hand remaining on the hilt of his blade. Glances out of the corner of his eye
Reality is something we are forced to experience every day…death being part of such reality. Not everything or everyone can live forever…the ones that try, are usually found by Quietus, Mortality, or myself