So um what do you guys think of Erion?
Erion the Scattered Wing wrote:
So um what do you guys think of Erion?
He seems interesting, but can't really judge without getting to know him more. ^^
Yeah of course, sorry.
Yea Angelo, just jump in your own way.
jp are you sure your edit saved? I don't think I saw anything change.
Oh I'm not sure sorry
Yeah it is the edits are there
I marked all the edits with stars *
Erion slowly stumbled up the stairs, his finger was broken and twisted, he had a ripped shirt and blue thin pants that had a splotch of blood on it. His left ear rang and was probably bleeding, he couldn’t feel it *but his right ear could hear someone up ahead. * His left wing twitched with a sickly movement and is clearly broken, looking up tears streak his bloodshot eyes. *He stumbled out the door and his foot touched the earth, his eyes widening and a sigh leaving his lips, he stumbled further he heard something.*
He could hear voices as he collapsed to his knee, “help,” he’d narrowly escaped the grey nearly beaten him to death finding that he’d escaped his restraints, he’d shot the man in return. *But now he was out, his freedom was in his hands,* but now he was sure he was dying, or he was overreacting, that happened sometimes.
He called again as the pain drove him to the ground, “HELP!!!” Tears began to run, he pulled himself towards the voices he could see someone further ahead but if they saw him. He’d never been so scared, he’d felt fear of course, when he’d first seen blood he’d almost had a mental breakdown, that’s what the Whites had said. From there’s he’d slowly lost the need to fear as it was overrun with the drive to escape, *and a time late he’d tasted the fresh air and kneeled in soft grass, and he felt joy, and again he felt the same grass he could swear he was in the same spot as before.* Before being dragged back through the doors of course.
But now he felt fear, *because he could see freedom again,* he could see beyond these sterile walls, beyond the black head restraint that kept him still.* He saw the sky, he saw the trees, he saw the grass, he felt the wind and it was gentle. And it seemed to be fading quickly, “please don’t leave me.” * He didn’t know who he called to, they could be greys, they could beat and drag him back again, but at this point he just wanted to live.*He whimpered as he curled into a ball, his face touching the grass it stung, and all he could do was hope for some mercy “please help me, I swear I surrender.”*
Erion slowly stumbled up the stairs, his finger was broken and twisted, he had a ripped shirt and blue thin pants that had a splotch of blood on it. His left ear rang and was probably bleeding, he couldn’t feel it *but his right ear could hear someone up ahead. * His left wing twitched with a sickly movement and is clearly broken, looking up tears streak his bloodshot eyes. *He stumbled out the door and his foot touched the earth, his eyes widening and a sigh leaving his lips, he stumbled further he heard something.*
He could hear voices as he collapsed to his knee, “help,” he’d narrowly escaped the grey nearly beaten him to death finding that he’d escaped his restraints, he’d shot the man in return. *But now he was out, his freedom was in his hands,* but now he was sure he was dying, or he was overreacting, that happened sometimes.
He called again as the pain drove him to the ground, “HELP!!!” Tears began to run, he pulled himself towards the voices he could see someone further ahead but if they saw him. He’d never been so scared, he’d felt fear of course, when he’d first seen blood he’d almost had a mental breakdown, that’s what the Whites had said. From there’s he’d slowly lost the need to fear as it was overrun with the drive to escape, *and a time late he’d tasted the fresh air and kneeled in soft grass, and he felt joy, and again he felt the same grass he could swear he was in the same spot as before.* Before being dragged back through the doors of course.
But now he felt fear, *because he could see freedom again,* he could see beyond these sterile walls, beyond the black head restraint that kept him still.* He saw the sky, he saw the trees, he saw the grass, he felt the wind and it was gentle. And it seemed to be fading quickly, “please don’t leave me.” * He didn’t know who he called to, they could be greys, they could beat and drag him back again, but at this point he just wanted to live.*He whimpered as he curled into a ball, his face touching the grass it stung, and all he could do was hope for some mercy “please help me, I swear I surrender.”*
*activity poke for everyone*
Hm?
Sorry! I've been sick for a few days now, and have been sleeping none-stop due to medicine. Plus, the more I sleep, the faster I get better. I'm starting to feel it wear off, though, so I should be active soon! ^^"
(I heard my phone go off for this notification while getting something to eat.)
(I heard my phone go off for this notification while getting something to eat.)
Ha i hope you feel better soon.
-Isn't sure if she'll join in this RP(Never been that skilled at Forum RP topics even if this is the OOC for it) .....Hmm I probably wouldn't fit in anyways -Snuggles Ayu-))
Well that's to bad.
Don't worry Storm, I'm still sick at the moment, I know what it's like.
*practically tackled by Suwa*
Y-yeah this probably isn't the best RP for Suzume
*practically tackled by Suwa*
Y-yeah this probably isn't the best RP for Suzume
Hope he can find something to entertain himself smothering you. 
Smothers Ayu with Harvest love
Spreads the love of the bountiful Harvest Goddess Minoriko all over especially to Ayu.
"I feel tingly. Why? WHY DO I FEEL TINGLY!?!?!?" Panics.
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