Post by Vio on Mar 12, 2018 14:12:12 GMT -5
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“I see land,” said the deep yet gentle voice of a colossal man as he looked out upon the ocean blue. Dark eyes, small and beady upon his squared yet pallid visage, stared absently ahead as the world around him rippled with the sounds of the waves against the hull and the wind at the sails. A swan figurehead that looked a tad worse for wear pointed its bill at the outline of a strange island basking in the mid-morning rays of a brilliant sun.
“Land ho! Land ho! Land ho~!” a boisterous squealing looped. A shock of auburn on a figure barely three-and-a-half feet tall pranced along the deck, beaming wildly and flailing short arms. Another silhouette, abnormally tall and draped in a long flowing patched-together gown, simply stood and watched as lengthy, dark grey hair billowed like smoke in the breeze. Slightly crooked yet once beautiful features seemed distant, lost in thought.
“It’s about time,” bellowed another, this time from somewhere above. Eyes looked up. From the topsail, sliding down the rope, came a sleek and more regularly sized individual dressed in tattered off-white shorts and various bandages, body painted with myriad lines of pink flesh. Down the dark-haired damsel danced, ignorant of any rope burns before–Thud!
“Big Sister?” queried a man’s voice. “Are you alright there…?” In worn shirt and trousers that had by far seen better days, a blond man with ever-so-slightly uneven stubble upon his face waltzed out of the ship’s cabin, raising a somewhat concerned eyebrow as his green eyes settled upon a woman prone upon the timbers.“Nnn…”“Really? You do surprise me,” he replied:
“What appears to be the matter?”
As he approached, the ‘Big Sister’ in question rolled herself supine, arms spread as chocolate eyes gazed up into the crystal blue sky. Beside her, she left a rather strange blackened imprint of her face’s outline within the woodwork, from the edges of which radiated unearthly ruddiness. And as she rolled, he could have sworn he caught a glimpse of something red fading from her skin.“Lecter…,” she muttered.“Mm?”
“Why is it so hot!?” Grimm-Rosa Scarlette cried out, flailing upon the floor. “I feel like I’m gonna melt…” Perspiration visible in abundance upon the fair woman’s body, complexion rouge due to the sweltering temperatures, it was made clear days ago that the so-called ‘Red Terror’ could not endure tropical heat. And every day since, she had continued to complain…{OOC}
Starring…
Grimm-Rosa, Scarlette (960018)
Michael, Myers (810069)
Charles, Ray (“Chucky”) (df8a2f)
Hannibal, Lecter (a0df2f)
[/ul][/spoiler][/font][/sup][/blockquote][/div][/div][/div]Michael, Myers (810069)
Charles, Ray (“Chucky”) (df8a2f)
Hannibal, Lecter (a0df2f)