07-22-2018, 11:44 AM
ROSEMARY ROUX
It felt strange to stand under the glass dome to give out weekly tasks, though she wisely refrained from standing on Pincher's rostrum. Her two smaller eyes looked up, watching tiger sharkes as they passed above, though her main eyes remained fised on the area around her. Thus far, a few people managed to drift in, and she supposed she delayed starting the informal gathering long enough. If she still didn't know what to say after this quiet, unsettling pause then she doubted it would ever come to her.
"Anyone who would like a weekly task, please come over here!" the ocelot called out, her raspy voice failing to carry far on its own. But she circumvented this by using her air magic to push the sound out farther on the wind, allowing anyone loitering on the beach to hear her call.
[ once you've finished with your ic weekly task, you can ask for an ooc prompt ! ]
"Anyone who would like a weekly task, please come over here!" the ocelot called out, her raspy voice failing to carry far on its own. But she circumvented this by using her air magic to push the sound out farther on the wind, allowing anyone loitering on the beach to hear her call.
[ once you've finished with your ic weekly task, you can ask for an ooc prompt ! ]
© MADI
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?