Me: (@Aris) Sure. It'll give Michael something to do until his stupidity gets himself killed.
(@Emeer) It's complicated. And Michael isn't thinking straight, which compounds the problem.

Mordir: Oh. I applaud you for relying on another's strength, then.

Me: Get a move on, Rynx.

Rynx: With pleasure. *Dissolves into the air*

Me: Best thing is: I have no idea what he can do.

Emeer: Oh.

Chayn: *Nudges his arm* It's best if you just nod and pretend like you know what's going on. *Pushes him towards Shawn* Em, this is Shawn. Shawn, this is Emeer. My rider in Aris's story.

Erronys: *points to Mordir and cocks his head*

Mordir: Do I rely on someone else? No, I try not to. Whenever I try to, or whenever anyone relies on me, it... it doesn't end well.

Erronys: *points up and cocks his head*

Mordir: I'm unfamiliar with the God you believe in, so I don't rely on Him. I doubt He would have anything to do with an assassin, going off of Aris's knowledge of Him.

Me: Might explain why your life is a mess.

Mordir: No, that would be your fault.

Me: Ouch.

Erronys: *points to Kaida and Malcolm then up again*

Mordir: They believe in your God, too?

Chayn: Do Kaida and Malcolm have similar backgrounds as Mordir? Something... bad, I suppose?

Erronys: *nods*

Me: Malcolm, yes. Where wyverns are involved with people, it's usually very shady, but Malcolm doesn't talk about his past, so only Erroy knows. Kaida is less shady and more violent, I suppose... Her family is all dead. I would bring Amos in, since he's was a murderer, but at this point in Tanner's history, that wouldn't go over very well.

Michael: I take my leave of you fools.

Me:

Me: *Shoots iPad* Anybody know how to get an iPad to explode and have HW buttons multiplying and spreading across the page? I'm seeing the Rules button everywhere.

Mordir: Why would God have anything to do with me? I kill people without meaning to! My first best friend... my mentor... they both died.

Me: Don't go all sappy on me. I don't want to be a crying mess.

Mordir: It's not my fault! This is why I'm an assassin. It's all I seem to be good for. God may use Kaida and Malcolm, or whatever. But I doubt He would find use for me.

Emeer: Found some water, Alace. *Sits down beside Alastair and hands him the water and a vial of something milky red* And this. It'll help.

Me: *comes back from a vacation* My goodness. What a lot has transpired in my absence.

All my characters except Alastair: You forgot about us!

Alastair: *muttering* Be glad she did.

Me: I did not! Well...I kinda did, but-- hey! . Alastair Reuel Fireheart! That wasn't nice!

Alastair: Wasn't nice?!? Is leaving me in the middle of an interro--

Me: Shh!

Alastair: --do you call leaving me there nice??!!

Tinsley: *is listening to Erronys and Mordir. Abruptly stops doing a handstand and stands next to Mordir* I'm with him on this topic!

Me: Tins, you weren't involved in the theology topic.

Tinsley: I am now.

Me: *surreptitiously weeps at Mordir's backstory*

Joutsen: Hey, the *shifts into a black-and-green fox* left! For the non-visual people in here, I meant Rynx is gone. *shifts into his human self again*

Ilati: *sighs and puts away firecracker* Blast....

Me: Ilati, nobody's talking to you in here. I think you weirded them all out. So here goes nothing. *brings the Simperer back*

Simperer: *blinks.* Here again? *@Alastair* Weren't we in the middle of something?

Me: Um......No! Now behave. *sets up invisible shield between Alace and Simperer**also sets shield between Simperer and Ilati* There. Much better. *to Aris* maybe your iPad thinks you aren't obeying the HW rules?

Alastair: *accepts water gratefully* Thank you, Emeer. *drinks water. Accepts vial and studies it quizzically* Do I drink this too?

Me: It might be poison. *hint hint*

Alastair: *rolls eyes* Considering I got it from Emeer and not you, I highly doubt it. *smiles apologetically at Emeer and sniffs the reddish liquid*

Emeer: Yes. It will help calm your nerves.

Me: You should tell him what it's called.

Emeer: Then he wouldn't drink it.

Chayn: *Looks at Abigail's characters* We feel that way sometimes too. Being forgotten. Before there were bios, Aris had a herd of us.

Me: Yeah, I may have gone a little overboard with the characters then...

Mordir: May have? You nearly brought the entire cast in.

Me: Oh I did not. Most, but not all. Maybe I should bring Yovak in.

Mordir: With the Simperer in here? Are you nuts?

Me: Yes I am.

Mordir: *Looks at Tinsley in surprise* You are?

Me: You obviously missed her and Seymour's exchange. *Pats Abigail* It was a good way to make him an antagonist without making him a 100% evil villain.

Mordir: Say what?

Me: Nothing.

Chayn: *Sniffs Ilati* So, you are an Elf? You don't look like the Elves in Allare. You seem more like Meriak.

Me: Oi, that's not nice.

Tynx: *Looks at Joutsen* I'm sure he'll be back when Michael whips his hide.

Me: Easy there, Tynxie.

Tynx:

Erronys: *nudges Malcolm and begins signing*

Malcolm: It's not a matter of doing Him a service. Really, He doesn't need any of us, but we need him. We for ourselves can't pay tribute with our works, we have more to get out of His way and let Him move us as He pleases. That is where things start to work out.

Me: Michael very much appreciates your faith in him, Tynx.
(@Aris) I was so shocked when I found out he was getting along with Tynx. Michael doesn't get along with anyone.

Alastair: *raises eyebrows and sniffs the liquid again* "Yes" to I should drink it, or "yes" to it's poison?

Me: "Yes" to drink it. I'm sure Emeer wouldn't dream of giving you poison.

Alastair: Ok. *drinks liquid and hands vial to me**calms down*

Simperer: I'd like to meet this Yovak, if Mordir is so against it.

Tinsley: *to Mordir* Uh.....Yes. I am, actually. Is it that hard to believe? You have a legitimate point. The wyvern speaks the same nonsense as Alace.

Alastair: *calling to Mordir* Don't get her started!!

Me: *smiles at Aris and stops weeping* Oh...okay. Good idea. I would be sad if Mordir was 100% evil.

Ilati: *hisses at Chayn, tongue flicking out momentarily to taste Chayn's scent* I am NOT an Elf! I am a Dark Elf. There is a differencsssse. Do I look anything like her? *points to Tinsley*

Alastair: *mildly surprised**would be very surprised but still has calming stuff in his system* Tinsley is an Elf?

Me: ugh, no, half-elf, Duhduhduh, Alace.

Ilati: Dark Elves are more mischievousss and temperamental than their Elven counterparts. We alssso invented fireworksss.

Me: And you're purple!

Ilati: I like being purple. *smiles*

Joutsen: *to Tynx* no, I'm glad he's gone. I was mocking him again is all. Pay no attention to me. *shifts into Chayn*

Me: I have too many characters in here...whatever. *has been reading the archived Character Intros**deviously* Tynx, would you like a balloon?

Mordir: Why would I need Him?

Me: Probably a silly question, but how can Basilisks sign?

Emeer: *Smiles* See? No poison. It's called flower's blood

Me: Nectar to us Earth people.

Emeer: Um... sure?

Me: *To Sui* You mean Rynx? Haha. Now I feel bad Rynx dissed him.

Mordir: *To Tinsley* Oh, no. I... I've never had anyone agree with me so quickly. Just caught me off guard, is all.

Me: *To Abigail* It would. He used to be that way, but HW kinda... reformed him. Now he's awesome. ^ _ ^

Mordir: I used to be about as important in stories as a minor character.

Me: True. You originally weren't Allarian either.

Chayn: That's kind of weird. *Looks at Ilati* My apologies, Dark Elf. I meant no disrespect. *Dips head* What are these... fireworks?

Me: Think fire and thunder and lightning all rolled into one.

Chayn: Oh. They sound fascinating.

Me:

Chayn: *Looks at Joutsen* Is that what I look like?

Mordir: Congratulations, Aris. You have a vain dragon.

Me:

Tynx: *Jaw drops* Yes. Gimme gimme gimme!!!!

Mordir: Do balloons have caffeine?

Me: For all our sakes, let's hope not.

Tynx: *Bounces at Abigail's feet* Where is it?! Where is it?!

Alastair: *blinks* Strange name. Didn't taste too horrible, though. *pause* Does anybody know where Guilo went? He seems to have left. So has Lyrous.

Tinsley: *raises eyebrows* Never? How astonishing. *thinks* Good question. I second that, Erronys. *plants feet apart defiantly*

Me: *to Aris* Hah, that's funny. HW seems to be having the opposite effect on the Simperer, who is neither reformed nor awesome. He's just ...more evil. Which is bad. *to Mordir* Are you still dead, by the way? In the original Character Introductions you were apparently dead in your book. So was Tynx, come to think of it...

Ilati: Apology accepted. *to Aris* Excuse me, but I can do a much better dessscription than that. *pulls out a metal tube with a black wick*

Me: Oh boy. Stand back, everybody!

Ilati: *flicks a spark off her claws onto the wick and scurries off to stand next to Kaida*

Firework:*shoots into sky and explodes with a whistle and a bang, forming a flower shape. It glitters brightly for a moment, then dissipates, showering characters below with silver and green ashy remnants*

Ilati: Impressive, no?

Simperer: No.

Ilati: You!!! *flying leap at the Simperer before rebounding off invisible shield*

Simperer:

Me: Ok, ok, here is your balloon! *lays large yellow balloon in front of Tynx*

Alastair: What is that fun thing? Do I get one?

Me: Why not? *hands Alace a green balloon* Anybody else? *holds up bag of balloons*

Me: He doesn't have sign language exactly, but his face is very expressive, and Malcolm has similar body language basics, so as long as he has a dragon for a translator, he can usually express his thoughts well enough to communicate.

Malcolm: Because He's the only one between you and the executioner, my friend.

Tanner: That's a bit harsh isn't it?

Kaida: *watches the firework* Very nice.

Emeer: *Laughs* It has strange name, but it's good for you when you really need it.

Me: HW works in strange ways...

Mordir: Me? Dead? Yes, I think I was. But that was in an older story. I won't die in this one.

Me: Unless you make me really angry.

Mordir: I make you angry all the time, and I'm still breathing.

Tynx: I died, too! It was sad! But.... I think I'm alive?

Me: Meh, I really don't know what to do with you these days. You're here just because you're adorable.

Tynx: BALLOON!!! *Scrambles onto balloon and rolls on it, moving through the air* Whee!!!

Me: Like I said, adorable.

Chayn: *Watches fireworks, fascinated. Roars and tries to snap at the colorful ashes*

Me: She's like our dog with bubbles. XD

Chayn: What is a balloon?

Mordir: *Looks at Tinsley* Meh, no one usually sides with the assassin. *To Malcolm* Is He? I've done a fair job of avoiding death so far. Why does he have that I don't?

Me: Um, like, everything?

Mordir: You're supposed to be on my side.

Me: Whatever gave you that idea? I'm with Guilo and Malcolm. You have Tinsley.

Mordir: Don't say it like that again.

Me: Fine. Tinsley's on your side. Here is Yovak for your enjoyments!

Mordir: Seriously?! Like I don't have enough issues right now?!

Emeer: *Starts* Wait, I know this person, right?

Me: You know of him.

Yovak: *Surveys the area coolly* This isn't terribly exciting.

Me: Once you get started it is. Now no killing people.

Chayn: You would she's say that to the assassin, not the emperor.

Kaida: *reclines between Malcolm's foreclaws* You're something of a let down yourself, your dictatorness.

Malcolm: We may be able to avoid death for an hour or a day, be we do not hold the secrets of time. One day, it will take us all. But the Creator knows all things. Only He can save us once and for eternity.

Tinsley: *to Malcolm* What executioner? * looks to Mordir* there's an executioner in here?

Me:

Tinsley: *to Malcolm* What exactly is He supposed to save us from? I don't see any need for saving.

Alastair: *to Emeer* I think my authoress should have something like that in my book...my shoulder doesn't even hurt anymore. *he rotates his right arm experimentally*

Me: *to Mordir* No? Oh good. Awww, poor Tynx! Aris, how could you? Look at him, he's so cute!

Alastair: *laughs as Tynx floats past**hands his balloon to Yovak*

Ilati: *beams at Kaida and Chayn* Thank you!

Me: I didn't know she could smile...much less beam. Huh.

Tinsley: *still talking to Mordir*: I've had that problem. But if they don't side with you, then you can assassinate them!

Me:

Simperer: *bows to Yovak* Greetings and felicitations, most distinguished and and meritorious sir.

Me: you're a moron.

Alastair: *looks at Yovak after Kaida's comment* H-hello. Oops, I can take that back...*points to green balloon now in Yovak's hand* On second thought...*quickly joins Kaida near Malcolm. Whispering* He's a dictator?

Kaida: He is.

Tanner: *approaches the dragons as well* C'mon Gil, we don't want to be in the wrong place if this all blows up again.

Guilo: *comes and sits by Alace* Don't worry, we have more dragons this time.

Alastair: In that case, I'll stay over here. Hi, Guilo! You're back! *frowns* Not be worried? Is that possible?

Me: For you, no.

Mordir: *Nods in agreement as Tinsley poses her question* What exactly are we being saved from?

Me: Why must he be so difficult?

Mordir: *Glances at Alastair* Well, an assassin could be like an-

Me: Stop it. Don't scare him.

Yovak: *Bristles* What!!!! Why you little brat! I will have you know I am the emperor, so you will curb your tongue!

Me: Yeah, because that helps.

Emeer: It's pretty hand to have. Especially if you've been poisoned. Though I hear some people have a bad reaction to it.

Mordir: *To Abigail* *Smiles* I'll still be around.

Tynx: *Nearly slips off* *Floats on the balloon upside down*

Me: I know, I'm terrible. But he wasn't this cute then. He never talked until right before he died.

Tynx: But it was a pretty death! Lots of sparkles!

Me: True.

Yovak: *Tentatively takes balloon* Um... thank you?

Me:

Chayn: Shoot another one off! I want to try to catch them!

Mordir: *To Tinsley* *Laughs* I could. But only if I get paid. Assassination without commission doesn't feed the little ones.

Me: You two are creepy. o.o

Yovak: *Looks at the Simperer and bows* And to you, sir. *Looks at Alastair* You have no need to be frightened of me, young lad.

Me: Here we go.

Mordir: If what blows up again? A rebellion?

Kaida: Wow, that was a lot easier than I expected. You are an emperor, but not mine and if you make any attempt to force me to comply with your demands, my friend will have a thing or two to say about it. *leans back against Malcolm and closes her eyes*

Malcolm: *flashes a toothy grin at Yovak* *turns to Mordir* From death.

Melany: Kadie, please don't do something that will give me more patients.

Trevlian: *to Ilati* Where are you from that concocts these explosions?

Tinsley: From death, huh? Didn't you just say death would one day take all of us? Are you saying this "God" is greater than Death itself? That's not possible.

Alastair: * at Mordir* Um...*to Emeer* Good if you've been poisoned? Huh. Then I really need some in my story. *glares at me*

Me: I highly doubt it'd have an effect on tetrodotoxin. So no, no flowers blood in the story for you. *smiles at Mordir and Tynx in turn* A sparkly death? Do tell. That is, if Aris dursn't mind.

Tinsley: True. That's the best part of the job. Can pay well, if you do it properly. Though I have no little ones to worry about. Too bothersome.

Me: *to Aris* They are being creepy. Tins, I don't know you were like this. I think I should separate you two!

Simperer: I like this emperor. Very courteous.

Alastair: *to Yovak* I'm not sure. You look scary. *smiles a tiny bit at Yovak's reaction to the balloon* Uh, you're welcome.

Ilati: *to Trevlian* I'm from the Sstygian forest, though the explosssive ingredientss are imported to our borders. And you? *to Chayn* I'd be delighted. But I advissse you not to catch it. It isssn't exactly..sssolid. *she pulls out another cylinder.* Stand clear! *lights firework and leaps backwards, sliding to a stop next to other characters*

Firework: *pops and sputters wildly on the ground before flying into the air and exploding into a red ball, changing colors and ashes fly in every direction*

Yovak: *Eyes narrow* Perhaps not, but I expect to be shown some degree of respect, and NOT be treated as a dog.

Mordir: Why would I need Him to save me from death? Is it really so bad?

Me: *Head/desk*

Mordir: *Smirks at Alastair before turning to Tinsley* Perhaps. But children are relaxing to watch. They have the innocence we don't.

Tynx: She doesn't mind. I used to live in outer space with people that looked human, but are kind of like aliens. There was a boy who was actually human, and then the airship got invaded and the queen sent him to earth with me. After lots of stuff Earth's army went up to invade the airship. Put simply: I released a lot of energy to keep the bad guy from killing my human friend. Ultimately, that killed me, since it had had it for so long (it was basically the energy that kept the ship running). It was sad, but my friend has a family now. He found his biological mom, a brother, and grandparents. And he has his friends and two cousins.

Me: I likes the cousins.

Mordir: Don't separate us! It's not every day there's someone who isn't trying to insult me or kill me!

Me: Yeah, but you're just being creepy.

Yovak: *Looks at the Simperer* What land do you rule? How far is it from Allare?

Me: And the plotting begins.

Yovak: *To Alastair* Do I? I'm sorry to hear that. You can blame Aris.

Me: Oi! I thought I made you look rather handsome. Fashionable but powerful.

Yovak: Obviously no one else thinks so.

Me: Poor baby.

Chayn: *Roars and launches into the air, snapping at the fireworks* Hot!

Me: Duh.

Chayn: My acid feel tingly. *Drips acid from her mouth. It sparkles and hisses*

Me: Ew, Chayn, stop drooling.

Tinsley: *studies Yovak critically* I think you're handsome.

Me: *facepalm* Tinsley!!

Tinsley: He is, though! *nods with Mordir's query to Malcolm**to Mordir* Relaxing? You must be talking about a different species of children.

Me: Poor Tynx!!! Very heroic death.

Simperer: I can amend the fact that no-one is insulting you, Mordir.

Me: Nuh-uh. No abecedarian insults.

Simperer: I have a good one, please? Fine...*to Yovak* Rule? No, I am not a ruler. I am a torturer. And…our land doesn't have a name yet...

Me: I'm working on it.

Simperer: I'm assuming you rule this "Allare"? What is it like?

Alastair: I didn't say you were scary looking, I said you were scary. You're...*thinks* I don't know...there's something scary.

Kaida: *laughs* Oh, that's not how I treat dogs at all.

Malcolm: Death is a more terrible thing than all dragon's fire the world can hold. And yes, the creator can save us from it.

Me: We'll have to wait until later for the characters here who will face death to back you up on that one...

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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Trevelian: I am from a region called Cargan. The nearest city to us would have been Etana, but I have not been there in years.

Mordir: *Laughs* When you're on your own for long periods of time. Childish laughter feels rather soothing. I can't tell you how many time my own become annoyed with me for dozing off.

Yovak: *Makes a sweeping bow* Thank you kindly, charming lady. *Glares at Kaida, fingering his sword*

Me: Down, boy.

Yovak: What!!!!

Mordir: Why is it so terrible? I have seen many people die (disclaimer: not by my hand. The elderly), and they don't seem at all afraid of it.

Me: You may have just beaten your own argument.

Mordir: So?

Me: I have characters who will die! But no one in here will.

Mordir: Who dies?

Me: You don't kill any of them. You kill somebody, but he isn't important.

Mordir: Sweet.

Emeer:

Tynx: *Beams* It was? I'm glad. I miss my friends, though. Aris tried a sequel, where I live, though.

Mordir: *Glowers at the Simperer* Ha, no thanks. Your silence is nice.

Yovak: Torturer? Interesting. I don't believe I have one.

Me: *Points at Mordir* You have him.

Mordir: Hey!

Yovak: True. He does a good job with pain when he needs to. But I digress. Allare is a world with three countries. Once upon a time they were their own worlds, but now they've combined into one. Piensor is where I live. It's the more... war-hungry than the others. Luminne is a land of peace and lush gardens, while Ainran is somewhere in between. It's a nice enough world, but before I came to power it was a mess of secrets kept from the people.

Chayn: *Snorts. Blinks in surprise when firework sparks shoot out* Whoops.

Yovak: *Looks at Alastair* I assure you, young master, I meant no alarm. *Smiles and whispers words of magic into the balloon. The green balloon sprouts dove wings and flutters onto Alastair's shoulder*

Me: You're so weird.

Kaida: *sees Yovak's annoyance and flicks a forked tongue in and out of her mouth to tease him*

Malcolm: Perhaps the unknown is a more poor example. What is it that you fear?

Tinsley: He said I was charming.

Me: He's being polite.

Tinsley: *ignores me* I too have seen many deaths. Different reactions. The peaceful ones blow me away. *points to Alace* His was violent. I don't see how something can stop death. *to Mordir* You get to kill someone? Luckieeeee.

Me: *feels sorry for Kitra' s charries from the tone of her evil laugh*

Alace: Ooh, I died!

Me: Pipe down. We know. You survived, though.

Simperer: *to Mordir* You're an aerogenous, bovaristic, counterproductive, disenchanting, excerebrose, fallacious, gnathonic, hippopotomonstrosesquipidaliophobic, imbecilic, jumentous, killjoy-ish, lackadaisical, mephitic, name-calling, objectionable, platitudinous, queer, rebarbative, saponaceous, tactless, unimpressive, vituperating, woeful, xeric, yirring zoophyte.

Me: *attaches a sign to the Simperer, saying, "The outlandish, rude, and excessively long comments made by this character do not represent in any way the views of his author* Sorry, Mordir...ignore him...

Simperer: *to Yovak* No torturer? How...unusual. Well..*smirks*.if he counts as a torturer, I need to find a new profession.

Me: You are really asking for it. *remembers reading about these worlds and smiles* [jealous] I like your worldbuilding, Aris!! [/jealous]

Ilati: *hisses happily* I have a forked tongue, too!

Alastair: *pokes winged balloon* How...how did you do that?

Me: OooooOOOOOoooooooo, magical emperor! *likes Yovak*

Yovak: *Draws sword* Do it again, beast, and I'll cut your tongue out!

Me: Let's keep it PG with you, buddy.

Mordir: *Face darkens* ... Losing my family.

Me: I'm surprised he answered that one.

Yovak: *To Tinsley* Of course. I have yet to meet a lady who is not.

Me: Not even Lil-er, Liesel?

Yovak: She was surprisingly so. And I already know her real name.

Me: *To Tinsley in a whisper* He does. But he plays the good guy then. He saves most everyone from an ambush. But somebody does die.

Mordir: *Whirls on the Simperer* Why you little prig!!!!

Me: Wow, really? That's the word you decided to use? You're dragging me to stoop to his level and find long/unique words to insult him with?

Mordir: Yes I am!!!!

Me: Break a leg.

Mordir: First to respond to such a tiresome waste of breath you so brilliantly displayed. First off, jumentous and saponaceous cancel each other out. First you tell me I am like soap (which can mean I possibly smell like soap) then you say I smell like a beast. Make up your mind, man!

Mordir(cont.): Secondly, you've already used the platypus word, so now you not only call me a very unique and interesting animal, but you also sound like you're getting desperate for insults. Thirdly, I thank you for mentioning how 'xeric' I look. I will be sure to drink more water in the future. Now kindly refrain from further waste of words, sir. Your wordiness makes me overcome with lassitude, and your macerated appearance is sickeningly frightful.

Me: Gotta love Les Mis.

Yovak: I assure you, his forte is in the act of assassination. I do not usually employ his torture services unless my torturer is otherwise engaged.

Me: Kind of makes me question my own sanity when I examine him.

Mordir: *Sips water from a glass, pretends not to hear*

Me: Aw, thank you. *Hugs Abigail* I need to read your story. I wants to know more about Alace and Tinsley and Simpy.

Mordir: Dude, my author just insulted somebody's character!! Call the police!

Tynx: O_O

Me: Oh, chill. I'm feeling lazy and didn't feel like writing the full name at the moment. No hard feelings *Pats the Simperer on the head*

Tynx: O_O

Yovak: *Bows to Abigail* It is an honor to meet your approval, mademoiselle.

Me: Oh, and now he speaks French. Of course.

Yovak: *To Alastair with a smile* Magic can do many wondrous things, young man.

Malcolm: Well, it is also only by His power that they can be made safe.

Kaida: * to Itali* too? *to Yovak* Oh, mercy. Whatever will I do if the human with the knife threatens the girl that dances with dragons.

Guilo: He also called you a beast! Name me champion so I can duel him for your honor!

Kaida: You're very thoughtful, but he's not worth it. He's a city person who probably can't tell the difference between Wulvers and werewolves.

Tinsley: *smiles and looks at the wall**to Aris* ooooooh, good for him!

Me: He got you on that one, Simperer.

Simperer: *beaming* At least he knew what it meant! *to Mordir* Your lassitude in regards to my sesquipidalianism is presumably due to you not being well-versed in the art of having to think.

Me: *now also needs to find out about Les Mis**feels extremely unsocialized*

Simperer: *to Yovak* As I thought. I don't see what kind of torture he could pull off, other than boring people to death.

Me: You're welcome! uh...my story? Uh.....Well...it's not that good. Not as good as yours. I made a thread on it....but it's kinda in the "needs to have chapters posted" stage. I took all the chapters down to rework them.... ...but I'm hoping to put some up later...... Technically Tins isn't an MC, though...my girl MC is boring to RP, so I sent her off.

Simperer: *raises eyebrows* Nobody's patted my head before. That was....different.

Me: *curtsies to Yovak* Nice to meet you too. *giggles* Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo, sir! I don't know French, but...

Alace: Now she's speaking Elvish. *starts when Yovak mentions magic* Magic? What kind of magic? *looks at me* Do we have magic?

Me: *shrugs dismissively*

Ilati: *looks down* I think I misunderstood a comment. My apologiessss, Kaida.

Kaida: I don't have a forked tongue... *shows her ordinary human tongue*

Yovak:

Me: You dance with dragons? *Is exceedingly jealous*

Chayn: *Looks up, interesting* How does one dance with dragons?

Mordir: How? What can He do for them I don't already do? None of my enemies know of them, and the area in which they live knows nothing of them being related to me.

Yovak: City person?! I will have you know I am quite capable of surviving in the wilderness! I had to, once upon a time.

Me: Oi! Spoilers! Shush!

Mordir: *To the Simperer* I am perfectly able to think. Your voice is just tiring and boring to listen to. I liked you better when you to cowering in the corner.

Me: *To Abigail* Les Miserables is a long book, but it's pretty good so far.

Emeer: It sounds funny.

Mordir: *Now takes notice of Yovak and the Simperer's conversation* What!!!! I'm well able to torture if I have need!!!

Me: Kidnap his family and see what he won't do.

Mordir: Don't. You. Dare.

Me: Story idea! Post-book, maybe.

Mordir: I hate you.

Me: Oh chill. Nobody dies. *To Abigail* Oh psh! Your characters sound really cool and their stories. Is Alastair the MC? Let me know when they come back up so I can read them. I must read yours and Kitra's! *Nods*

Mordir: And you'll manage this how while you're doing school?

Me: Shoosh. Don't be an angry squid because I'm having your family kidnapped.

Mordir: You're serious?

Me: I'm considering it.

Yovak: *To Abigail* I don't know this... French, either. *Starts at the mention of Elvish*

Me: Spoilers! Honestly. Nobody else of my characters has had any problem with spoilers.

Tynx: Because Yovak's saturated in secrets.

Me: Well, so far he's almost spoiled only one secret. But it's a pretty big one.

Yovak: *To Alastair* Well, I suppose there are two kinds of magic. The one kind is inherited at birth. Another is learned. Some people consider it an evil practice to learn magic, but I have learned it and see nothing wrong. I haven't been tainted by it.

Malcolm: Many things could still happen to them, or to you. Do they have dragons in that part of the country?

Kaida: Surviving, getting by, managing... The language of city folk. A true wood walker excels and thrives.

My Skalahseh characters have long sense left to go battle evil in a far off-land. Que My Aetheria Characters. Muhahahaha.

Max: (Max is a stronge looking young man with messy brown hair and amber eyes) I told you, Lily, I'm not stopping for directions.

Lily: (Lily is a willowy young woman with vibrant short red hair, emerald eyes, and lots of freckles) What is it with men and asking for directions?

Amy: (Amy is a teenage girl with silky brown hair tied up in a pony tail and amber eyes much like Max's) You should no better than to argue with my brother, hes a stubborn idiot.

Justice: (Justice is a ferret sized golden Dragon with a tendency to rest on Max's shoulders, He can change size though so its no big deal) look ovew thew people. (He also has the cutest speech impediment)

Joey: (Joey is a short chunky young man just a little older than Max with reddish brown hair and eyes hidden behind thick round spectacles) Maybe we should stop and rest here. Agatha doesn't exactly need backup.

(The whole group shivers) Yah shes fine (In unison)

Max: Hi.

Lily: Hiya

Amy: Hi Guys.

Justice: Yo.

Joey: Howdy.

These characters are from Aetheria a world Ive been working on sense my early days in High School. Its kindof their HW premier so be nice.

Simperer: I liked it better when you were grousing about your family getting kidnapped. How would you like it if they were k--

Me: Shush! *to Aris* Well I'm all for long books! aww, thank you! Yep. Alastair is my MC. I put chapter one up last night. Is Kitra's on here?! *leaves to go find*

Ilati: *notices Yovak's reaction to Elvish* Sssanso fir quossé Llaynissk? (What does he have against elves? )

Alace: *pokes balloon again* Oooooh. That's cool. *brightens* Hey! We have magic! My authoress just remembered! Oh, hello, Max, Lily, Amy, Justice, and Joey! *to Lily* You have green eyes and red hair? What? *tilts had in confusion* I didn't know that was possible.

Breindel: *appears* May I Am watch over your steps. Greetings, new characters and old acquaintances.

Me: This is Breindel. She was in here earlier. And is my other MC. And ...she's using flowery language for some reason...Oh yeah, no development. That's why. *facepalm*

Lily: Um... Its not that uncommon actually.

Joey: Your freaking about her eyes (Slides his spectacles down to reveal Purplish eyes)

Mordir: *Refuses to talk to me*

Me: He's mad 'cause I had his family kidnapped in a short story. But dude, you get to be epic! And creepy. Never seen you actually threaten a lady before. A little weird.

Mordir: I still hate you.

Tynx: I have found my purpose!!!! About time!

Me: You found it? I found what I'm gonna do with you. Short stories for you, mister. And maybe one for a magazine. Still working on that.

Mordir: *Looks at Malcolm* There are dragons in Piensor, yes. But that's where he *points at Emeer* and his posse come in.

Emeer: *Looks startled* What'd I do?! Not all dragons are friendly.

Yovak: I don't make a lifestyle of it! I didn't have a choice!

Me: Shopsh! Spoilers!

Chayn: *Sniffs Max, Lily, Amy, Justice, and Joey* Welcome to you all. *Looks at Justice* What sort of dragon are you?

Mordir: *Glares at the Simperer* I'm not grousing. Aris started it. And so help me if you even touch them, I'll-

Me: So touchy. Your family's fine, buddy. *Looks at Abigail* Ooh, goody!

Yovak: *To Alastair* *Smiles* Do you indeed? Quite a useful thing, magic.

Me: Don't be creepy.

Yovak: *Looks at Ilati quickly* Oh, no, miss! I have no hostile feelings towards Elves, I-

Me: And here is where you stop talking before I shoot you.

Emeer: Shoot him! Shoot him!

Chayn: *Thwacks Emeer*

Alace: It is? Oh. Where I come from, redheads usually have brown eyes. Myself included. I haven't seen purple eyes before...

Me: *gasp* You did?! When you're done with this story, I NEED to read it. poor Mordir...hahaha. Oh, yay Tynx! I'm happy for you!

Simperer: *to nobody in particular. Quietly* At least he gets to save them... *notices DawnBringer's characters* Salutations.

Alastair: *smiles* Yep. I'm not allowed to use it, though. *looks a little unnerved*

Ilati: *slyly* I'm glad. I may not care much for my lighter brethren, but I'm still technically one of the race Natura. So I'm glad your...unusssual reaction was not borne of hossstility. *smiles, showing her fangs*

Me:*backs away slowly*

Me: "Whoa." *catches up*

Shawn: (to Emeer) "Oh, you're Chayn's rider!" *delighted grin*

Hawkes: *decides to ignore Mordir*

Jayson: "That's probably best." *smirk*

Me: "Are you trying to earn a death wish?"

Jayson: *grins* "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Me: ...

Me: Redheads rock. But I don't have brown eyes.

Chayn: Freak.

Me:

Yovak: *To Alastair* Why ever not? It's most useful. *Turns to Ilati* I'm sure. Whatever kind, your race is still important to you.

Me: *Realizes she completely forgot something about Yvak concerning Elves* *Is proud he made such an excellent save when she had forgotten* Dude, you're awesome.

Mordir: Yeah, because he remembers things our writer doesn't. Kind of frightening.

Me: Oi, focus on scaring Wyllana half out of her mind.

Mordir: I already did that. And you almost lost the whole story.

Me: Yeah.... That was scary.

Mordir: *To Jayson* Best for what? I don't quite remember our quarrel.

Emeer: *Bows and lightly kisses Shawn's hand* I am indeed. Chayn has told me of your and hers adventures. She's grown very fond of you.

Erronys: *falls asleep*

Me: I think all of my conversations dwindled away... Well, I think Kaida, Tanner, and Guilo have gotten their development in... *makes them vanish* Now it's just Melany, Trevelian, and the dragons.

Trevelian: *relaxes a bit*

Me: Yeah, the others don't get on well with him...

Alastair: Hello, Shawn, Hawkes, and Jayson! Welcome back! *suddenly wonders if the winged balloon is ticklish**attempts tickling balloon*

Me: Aris, are you redheaded? *jealous jealous jealous!!*

Alace: *to Yovak* uuuuhhhhhhh.....I'm not sure. The magic-user we encounter is a sorcerer, so I suppose suppose can't use it because it's bad in my world.

Ilati: I am very proud of my people.

Me: Aw, poor Lady Kitra! I shall send my development-less MC over to create a conversation!

Breindel: *walks over to Melany* Hello, Lady Melany! A pleasure to meet you. What do you like to do?

Melany: Hello. I like doing lots of things. Mostly it involves taking care of my family, the rowdy bunch that just left. We do just about everything together. What are your preferred pastimes?

Me: *pokes head in, looks about* *shoves charries in, one a young woman with an outlandish-looking violin case strapped to her back, the other a young man with a drum hanging across his back; both have dark hair and blue eyes*
Hana: *narrows eyes at author* *is pushed in* *stands there smiling pleasantly*
Crestopher: *enters and stands beside Hana* Hello, everyone.
Me: *closes door almost all the way and peers through the crack* Okay, Hana and Crest, don't get killed. BYE! *slams door*
Hana: Wait! Don't you have to write us?
Crest: She's just teasing you, cousin.
Hana: All right, if you say so... Hello, everyone. I'm Hana, and this is my cousin Crestopher.