05-08-2020, 01:09 AM
☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —
The crater was an undeniable truth of Tanglewood, and not one that Aurum saw changing anytime soon. After all, the crater had been around for as long as he had ever been within Tanglewood, and he also knew that it had been around for a great deal of time before he had joined as well. It was a massive scar on the territory that would never heal, and one that Aurum was quick to warn most new joiners away from. After all, the meteor seemed to be the epicenter of the radiation that held Tanglewood in a stranglehold, and the proxy knew very well just what that radiation could do. It had mutated countless members of the group, including himself, and was most likely the damned culprit for why Leroy had ended up dying of cancer months ago, before his eventual return. Aurum didn't want anybody else suffering from mutations that they didn't want, and he certainly didn't want anybody else getting cancer, so he tried his best to keep an eye on the crater, especially when someone might be getting near it. He knew it was impossible to stop all of the radiation that was so deeply engrained within Tanglewood's territory, but it was still hardly necessary to bathe oneself in it by going to the bottom of the massive indent.
The lion had been doing one of his usual flies around the territory that day, his multicolored wings spread wide as he glided through the sky, his one blue eye focused downward. He tended to stay down low, just so that he would be able to effectively figure out what was going on down below. When he found himself flying low over the crater, he had expected to see the usual – nothing. That was, of course, the ideal. Unfortunately, today, things were not at the ideal. He saw both Crow and Vignere near the outside of the crater, with one watching from afar and one peering down from the lip, and then another face, right smack dab in the middle of the damn thing – Keter. Aurum's heart dropped down to his belly as he spotted them, both frustration and horror overtaking him. He knew it wasn't Keter's fault that he had wandered into such a dangerous place, but he still couldn't help the soft huff that left him. Despite this, he descended downwards, flapping his large wings a couple of times so that he could remain airborne just a little bit above Keter. He dared not step foot in the actual crater, even if he knew hovering above it wasn't much better. After all, it wasn't as if radiation was suddenly constricted to staying upon the ground. However, the false sense of safety helped the proxy stay calm, even as the shrill and unusual noise of the other's collar caused him to flatten his ears.
Fortunately, it didn't seem as though he was the only one less than pleased with the situation, considering Vignere's pleading words and the unsettled, almost sick look on Keter's face. Gritting his teeth a little as another shrill screech erupted from the strange neck device, Aurum rumbled above the noise, "K... Keter, shit. Vignere is right. This place isn't safe. It's full of radiation. We should get the hell out of here before something happens to you... or before that thing makes us all deaf." she could only hope that Keter would listen, and they weren't too focused on their collar to come with him.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
#psychosocial.The lion had been doing one of his usual flies around the territory that day, his multicolored wings spread wide as he glided through the sky, his one blue eye focused downward. He tended to stay down low, just so that he would be able to effectively figure out what was going on down below. When he found himself flying low over the crater, he had expected to see the usual – nothing. That was, of course, the ideal. Unfortunately, today, things were not at the ideal. He saw both Crow and Vignere near the outside of the crater, with one watching from afar and one peering down from the lip, and then another face, right smack dab in the middle of the damn thing – Keter. Aurum's heart dropped down to his belly as he spotted them, both frustration and horror overtaking him. He knew it wasn't Keter's fault that he had wandered into such a dangerous place, but he still couldn't help the soft huff that left him. Despite this, he descended downwards, flapping his large wings a couple of times so that he could remain airborne just a little bit above Keter. He dared not step foot in the actual crater, even if he knew hovering above it wasn't much better. After all, it wasn't as if radiation was suddenly constricted to staying upon the ground. However, the false sense of safety helped the proxy stay calm, even as the shrill and unusual noise of the other's collar caused him to flatten his ears.
Fortunately, it didn't seem as though he was the only one less than pleased with the situation, considering Vignere's pleading words and the unsettled, almost sick look on Keter's face. Gritting his teeth a little as another shrill screech erupted from the strange neck device, Aurum rumbled above the noise, "K... Keter, shit. Vignere is right. This place isn't safe. It's full of radiation. We should get the hell out of here before something happens to you... or before that thing makes us all deaf." she could only hope that Keter would listen, and they weren't too focused on their collar to come with him.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM
— Reggan