@Irish_Dancer1102
Sky turned to Ellis. "Yeah?" she asked.
Sky turned to Ellis. "Yeah?" she asked.
Why is this Ace like literally.))
OH MY LITTERAL GLOB
IKR?!!))
Ellis shifted a little on his feet. "Bubby's.. okay?" He asked.
(My apologies for my absence! I've been studying for like four hours now. I have a lot of tests since the quarter is almost over at my school.)
HOLY SHAYT YOU'RE BACK!!!
(Tired but present!)
You're a Tired Otter, of course you're Tired.
(That's literally exactly what I was gonna say.)
(My username is suddenly a little too relatable.)
Frankie nodded and crept silently towards the door. She felt severely underdressed in her jeans and orange converses but she was ready for some action. She hid behind the door and watched as Blake took out the guards, and she grabbed their guns when they were weak. She held them up triumphantly and handed one to Blake, who smiled slightly. The adrenaline course through Frankie's body. She felt like she could do anything.
Why is this Ace like literally.))
OH MY LITTERAL GLOB
IKR?!!))
How did you know? (Ace's stomach rumbles) CHEZBURBER!
"Peter.." her voice resonated in his ears, "Goodmorning,"
"Goodmorning…" he murmured back, keeping his slate blue eyes closed. The moment as it was now was too perfect to be disturbed by opening his eyes yet to the day.
She smiled. "Im sure he will be fine. Its probably just a little cold." She said. "Are you ok?"
Ellis nodded, "I had this before," he mumbled, "But I was really little.." he remembered.
"Prisoners are almost always kept in the lower left wing of the building. Follow me." Blake whispered, dropping into a crouch and folding his wings tightly against his body, an attempt at hiding them. He quickly bolted down a hallway and slipped into a side door with a massive staircase spiralling downwards into darkness.
(I'll play Zodiac)
(Hey @ONLINE_ROBO where are you? Come back!)
Zodiac was in a room, her tough scales bruised and part of her wing ripped. Purple blood gushed from the rip as she mourned the loss of her Ace.
"Sunshine.." Peter uttered her affectionate nickname. Delanie's hushed giggle replied in his ears, sweet like honey and salted caramel.
"Papa Moon," Delanie responded, and pressed a kiss to her waking lover's lips.
"Your father isn't going to be very happy if he finds me here," Peter finally opened his eyes, just a sliver.
(Awwwwww I have to go to bed now. I'll try to get on when I can, but I don't know when that will be.)
(Awwwwww I have to go to bed now. I'll try to get on when I can, but I don't know when that will be.)
Awwwws bye))
"How did you get better? " Skylar asked, watching Ellis and keeping an eye on Peter at the same time.
"I know," she sighed begrudgingly, at the thought of her father's nonsensical wrath. Nonsensical in her eyes. "But just a little longer,"
"Delanie, at least let me put my clothes on," Peter replied. Coming feom poverty, he had no educational experience to tell him the severity that consequence would pierce him from their yesterday's 'pasttime'.
She pulled the blanket more to cocoon herself, groaning, "Fine…"
Peter licked his lips again, curling hisfingers to clutch the sheets under him.his fingers left sweat marks.
"I think I got lucky," Ellis replied, whispering now. "Mum wasn't so lucky,"
"What..what happened?" Sky asked, he voice breaking.
Ellis looked at his brother. He was starting to get wet-eyed, twirling the dusty feather more in his fingers. "Mama's feathers fell off," his little voice cracked, "They fell and bled," he struggled, "I-it's like you.. you're stuck in.. in a…" the kid covered his face when he couldn't hold back tears.
(Kay I'm back for a minute)
Peter stood up, peering outside while he clothed himself. "It looks like it might rain," he commented, casting a brief glance to messy haired Delanie. "Storm clouds over the ocean,"
"You're kidding," she groaned, burying her face into a pillow. "I don't want to be stuck inside all day, dumb tropical rains.."
"My brothers will probably want to play in it or go fish," Peter guessed. He and his little brothers usually fashioned rods out of flayed sticks and grass. They never really caught fish, but it was still amusingly entertaining to Ellis and Harper.
Skylar got up and ran to Ellis. "No, please dont cry." She said, wrapping her arms around him. "Please. If you can, tell me more."
(Or not. There is no one here for my to interact with anyway, so I might as well just go to bed.)
He whimpered quietly, pulling his wings in against himself and shaking. He apologized profusely, his words slurred through his tears. "She got so many bad bubbles!" He whined, patting his arms, trying to describe the ugly postules he and his mother had suffered. He tried to speak more. Though his tears choked him up, and the ginger boy just crumbled into himself and against Skylar's cmfort.
Sky sighed. "I am so sorry. You dont have to go on." She held him, suddenly her eyes welled with tears, too.
His little hands clutched onto her in a trembling hug. It seemed that it was very easy for him to forget his birthday too, since everybody else had their own problems.
(Aww I’m literally crying poor Peter and Ellis!)
Macha sprinted to the hospital wing.
Skylar sniffed, and watched Ellis fir a minute. "Wait. I have something for you. Stay here.” She said, running back into the living room to grab his present.
The following keyboard controls are supported across Notebook.ai. All keyboard controls are disabled when editing a document or notebook page.