forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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"H'llo," he murmured back happily.

"So do you remember the thing with the spoons or were you totally out cold for that?" Blake asked curiously.

He blinked at Blake cluelessly, "No,"

"That's what I figured." Blake nodded and leaned back. He was having trouble staying awake even with Ellis in his arms.

Ellis lifted his hand to push Blake's nose back, smiling in amusement. "Do a snort, like a pig," he requested.

"Hmm… I don't know if I-" He cut himself off and snorted loudly like a pig, making a few refugees and Frankie laugh at him.

"Ahh!" Ellis squealed in delight, effulging a bout of giggles while squirming in laughter.

Blake grinned, bouncing Ellis on his lap. He loved entertaining the little boy.

He pushed himself to sit up, flaring his wings to keep balance. His wings weren't fully developed like Peter's or Blake's, but had already given way to the primaries and secondaries despite being littered with downy fluff— and scars— they were probably well-formed enough to learn how to fly soon.. though it was hard to tell with the unkempt state of his feathers.

Blake grumbled as he saw Ellis's messy feathers. "I just preened those!" He whined dramatically and pouted.

Ellis giggled, "Sorry~" he took one of his wings, trying to pick off the loosened downy feathers and scratching the elbow of his wing.

"S'alright." Blake lifted Ellis and turned him around so he could access his wings. He ended up getting a mouth full of feathers in the process. He coughed and sputtered, wrinkling up his nose. "I'm gonna preen your wings so try not to squirm around too much."

"Okay," he squeaked back, "Shake n' Blake." He giggled.

"Freaking adorable." Blake muttered under his breath and got to work.

The muktidude of downy feathers shed even more as Blake groomed through them.

Oke )

Awwww)

That’s so cute!)

Ace was dreaming of cheeseburgers. Big, juicy ones with extra cheese.

Macha woke with a start, sitting in the floor by Ace’s hospital bed, her head leaning on the side of the bed. She realized she must’ve fallen asleep last night. Shaking her head, she got tiredly to her feet, eyes glued to Ace’s unresponsive face.

Ace was dreaming of cheeseburgers. Big, juicy ones with extra cheese.

(I'M DEAD. I JUST HAVE ONE WORD. BLOOPERS. THAT'S IT. BLOOPERS.)