07-16-2018, 05:09 PM
IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD !
CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.
//[Caesar] falls asleep on the beach- after all, it's tough work being a cool kid and everyone needs a nap! When he wakes, however, he find himself in the middle of a circle of shells, and at his paws is a shiny new toy. Is it a weapon? A letter? What does he wake up with, and what does he do?
Falling asleep was definitely one way to put it; Caesar had actually passed out on the beach. It was pretty damn normal for the demon to just quite literally pass out randomly, considering he didn't really sleep often. It was a bad habit of his, he knew, but honestly he just didn't really... care very much. He was a dream demon, after all, and despite not having the ability to manipulate the mind right now, it was still a habit of him to stay away and pretend he was in control of the dreams that happened at night. So Caesar just so happened to pass out as he was coming back from his daily walk near the borders, and lay at the beach. Luckily, he didn't pass out near the water, else he probably would have had a heart attack when he woke up.
Which he was doing just now. Caesar groaned as he came back to consciousness, a little dizzy from blacking out. As his vision got into focus, he realized that he was surrounded by... seashells. What the hell? The Officer thought to himself, blinking in confusion as he scanned the area, as if searching for pawprints or somebody that would have placed these there. And sure, there were pawprints on the sand, but they didn't look to be fresh, other than his from the hour before he passed out. As Caesar got up, he was briefly blinded by a flash of light, and when he looked down at his paws, he saw a sickle on the ground by his paws. The demon's ears pricked as this, his eyes lighting up with excitement. He still had the knife Roxanne gave him, of course, but ooh was this sickle interesting. With a grin, the demon carefully picked the weapon up by its handle, and was starting to head back to camp with it, his head held high.
Falling asleep was definitely one way to put it; Caesar had actually passed out on the beach. It was pretty damn normal for the demon to just quite literally pass out randomly, considering he didn't really sleep often. It was a bad habit of his, he knew, but honestly he just didn't really... care very much. He was a dream demon, after all, and despite not having the ability to manipulate the mind right now, it was still a habit of him to stay away and pretend he was in control of the dreams that happened at night. So Caesar just so happened to pass out as he was coming back from his daily walk near the borders, and lay at the beach. Luckily, he didn't pass out near the water, else he probably would have had a heart attack when he woke up.
Which he was doing just now. Caesar groaned as he came back to consciousness, a little dizzy from blacking out. As his vision got into focus, he realized that he was surrounded by... seashells. What the hell? The Officer thought to himself, blinking in confusion as he scanned the area, as if searching for pawprints or somebody that would have placed these there. And sure, there were pawprints on the sand, but they didn't look to be fresh, other than his from the hour before he passed out. As Caesar got up, he was briefly blinded by a flash of light, and when he looked down at his paws, he saw a sickle on the ground by his paws. The demon's ears pricked as this, his eyes lighting up with excitement. He still had the knife Roxanne gave him, of course, but ooh was this sickle interesting. With a grin, the demon carefully picked the weapon up by its handle, and was starting to head back to camp with it, his head held high.
'TILL I'M NUMB, 'TILL I'M BLISSFUL !
bio ★ male ★ rogue, no group ★ tags ★ plot with caesar!
