07-21-2018, 03:33 AM
click clack clatter
The sound of Guitar's bones echoes throughout the still valley along with the soft crunch of snow that followed him, but it was hardly audible to anyone that could have been around. To be quite honest, the young skeleton had no idea why he had decicded to seek out one of these clans he had heard travelers speak so foundly of when he passed them by. There was the mighty typhoon with pirates and tropical beaches galore, tanglewood with their creepy swamp and radiation, the uh....star one and the one he had been drawn to the most for some odd reason- Snowbound. The name stirred all sorts of feelings in his bones as he walked across it's frosty terrain speckled with beautiful pine trees, his bones jangling all the more as fate and the nervous bundle inside himself bounced precariously around in his ribs. It was all the more obvious when his walk had become much more jagged as he hoped no bag-wearing scientists lurked around the peaceful clan without his knowledge. The boy seemed to slow down with each step taken to the point he was really only dragging his paws through thick snow with his eyes staring worriedly towards a village not all to far from him with the soft glow of the cabins around their illuminating the evening sky. Was this really a good idea after everything that had happened? Shouldn't he maybe look for that Lewis fellow he met when he was a kid? Gui didn't know and he wasn't able to decide as he stood there, staring with overwhelming anxiety and longing all at the same time. Despite this, words flung from his mouth in order in get someone to notice him even for a moment. Whether or not he stayed was completely unknown.
"HOLA, SOY YO. SOY UN CHAMACO QUE ESTA MUERTO!"
shshshshsshshshs, it's late and i'm tired
"SPEECH"
The sound of Guitar's bones echoes throughout the still valley along with the soft crunch of snow that followed him, but it was hardly audible to anyone that could have been around. To be quite honest, the young skeleton had no idea why he had decicded to seek out one of these clans he had heard travelers speak so foundly of when he passed them by. There was the mighty typhoon with pirates and tropical beaches galore, tanglewood with their creepy swamp and radiation, the uh....star one and the one he had been drawn to the most for some odd reason- Snowbound. The name stirred all sorts of feelings in his bones as he walked across it's frosty terrain speckled with beautiful pine trees, his bones jangling all the more as fate and the nervous bundle inside himself bounced precariously around in his ribs. It was all the more obvious when his walk had become much more jagged as he hoped no bag-wearing scientists lurked around the peaceful clan without his knowledge. The boy seemed to slow down with each step taken to the point he was really only dragging his paws through thick snow with his eyes staring worriedly towards a village not all to far from him with the soft glow of the cabins around their illuminating the evening sky. Was this really a good idea after everything that had happened? Shouldn't he maybe look for that Lewis fellow he met when he was a kid? Gui didn't know and he wasn't able to decide as he stood there, staring with overwhelming anxiety and longing all at the same time. Despite this, words flung from his mouth in order in get someone to notice him even for a moment. Whether or not he stayed was completely unknown.
"HOLA, SOY YO. SOY UN CHAMACO QUE ESTA MUERTO!"
shshshshsshshshs, it's late and i'm tired
"SPEECH"
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