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Post by Leo Barker on Mar 13, 2015 21:16:22 GMT
 THE HERMIT He stared into the bag for what seemed like hours trying to wrap his head around what he was seeing. There was nothing left inside but a few stray clumps of grounds, not nearly enough for what he needed. Leo came to the conclusion that he was indeed out of his favorite coffee. He let out a deep sigh. "Oh well." Tossing the fragrant bag into the trash he put his arms on his hips and stuck his head up high. "On to the next best thing." He reached into the fridge, it was almost completely barren except for a few stray vegetables, a carton of milk, a lidded pot (The contents of which he was suspicious of.) and a carton of energy drinks. He excitedly reached his hand into the cardboard box but was met with only disappointment. It was empty. It was true, his house was void of all caffeine. This could only mean one thing, he had to go outside, to the store, where there were people. Sure Leo had gone out before to get his necessities, but every trek was a challenge. He could barely make it home without being overcome with sickness. But this was serious, he couldn't go on without his beloved coffee! It had to be done, he would have to traverse the outside world, it was life or death! He slipped on his sneakers, adjusted his black pullover and faced his front door with determination. It took him five consecutive tries to twist the doorknob, and when he finally did he barely poked his head outside the front door. It was so bright outside, he pulled his hood over his head and shakily left the safety of his dark apartment. Admittedly he probably looked like a total creep with his sunken eyes and pale skin, but he shook off the thought and trudged on. Not too many people were around today thank goodness, so he began his journey to the convenience store in peace, where his beloved coffee awaited him. MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Clara Robins on Mar 16, 2015 12:40:42 GMT
Today was a wonderful lovely day! Bright blue eyes stared openly at her little shop, pleased she had finished several orders of bread and cupcakes. It might have been early- but she had finished everything with gusto and finally wanted a bit of a break. Quickly leaving the store in the hands of her capable two employees- she bolted out into the streets to smell the spring air that tickled her face. Well, bolting being almost tripping face first into a glass door and then having to run back in to grab her purse. She wanted to get some small things for the small lunch she was having for anyone- but she had come in so early she completely forgot chips and other assorted candies to shove down everyone’s throat if she didn’t eat them first. The pink haired woman quickly ran her fingers through her hair- righting her bright yellow barrette as she managed to finally start on her journey. She was pleased to note that spring was definitely coming- but to be honest she knew it was going to turn in the nineties in the matter of a week. Georgia had…not so much four equal seasons but two major seasons and small mini-ones. Either way, she enjoyed the small break before the hot sun decided to cook everyone on the sidewalk. It was about a mile walk to the convenience store she wanted to go to- even though there were others around. She always got a decent discount because people were nice, so it was worth the extra walk! It was only as she stood in front of the store- she heard a familiar voice by her side. Betsie, her familiar, squinted at the place irritated. She had only appeared because she heard there was going to be food- but this is not what she was expecting. “This place looks stupid.” There was a pause before the teacup-pig looked over her unfamiliar surroundings. “And it attracts zombies.” She snapped a little loudly- gesturing to an incoming person. Clara quickly waved her hands in a genuine ‘I’m sorry!’ motion to what she guessed was a man. “S-Sorry! Betsie, you should apologize!” Betsie snorted softly, but only walked forward a few paces. “I’m sorry. She’s so mouthy sometimes!” She quickly said to the man, hoping that her familiar didn’t upset him.
Tag:@ Leo Barker Notes: I'm so sorry this is bad, but I couldn't think of how else to throw her at him! If you need anything changed, let me know! |
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Post by Leo Barker on Mar 16, 2015 20:09:35 GMT
THE HERMIT He made it, the convenience store was in sight but as he approached the corner store his stomach tensed up. There was someone standing outside, and a totally cute girl to add. He froze momentarily, he had surprisingly managed to avoid people up until this point but he was determined to get his caffeinated sweetheart. Quickly picking up his pace he tried to look normal. Just don't be a weird, please. He gave himself an internal pep talk as he approached the store entrance. Sure having his stomach twist was normal but this girl was making him sweat. She was surrounded in a sort of heavenly light which was blinding to the shut-in. Leo noted the little pig accompanying pink-haired heavenly being. Magical animals were a part of the norm these days it seemed, be that as it may it didn't make the fact that they could talk any less strange. But the comment the little pork chop made is what blindsided Leo. A zombie?! Am I really that creepy? That's wonderful Leo, just stay inside until Halloween! His mind raced with words of discouragement as he beat himself up over the pig's remark. He froze and made eye contact with his sneakers. Breaking out in a cold sweat the pain in his gut was irrelevant at the moment, instead he was fretting over his appearance. He lifted his head at the apology given by the brilliant young woman before him. He was a little taken back by her civility. Not everyone was so polite with him, they either took him for a creep or a delinquent. Leo felt like he should say something along the lines of, "Its fine." or, "No harm done." as a a response to her etiquette but the words were stuck in his throat. It wasn't everyday he was met with human contact but it was definitely killing him. "I-Uh-It-Its-Really-Um!" He struggled to say something and it seemed blatantly obvious. He sweating profoundly at this point and shaking as he tried to speak. The poor boy could tell he was making a fool of himself but he was so nervous he couldn't stop. He really was a weirdo. OOC: Its totally cool, I'm a total noob at RPing anyway so it all looks great to me ^^MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Clara Robins on Apr 16, 2015 17:45:14 GMT
Clara almost felt like she needed to give this man some sugar and sweets! He was surprisingly pale- and he didn’t look all that well! Of course Clara wasn’t thinking that she could be that cause of anxiety! Clara was about as oblivious as a rock in this situation and could only feel like she needed to mother this strange man! She was a bit worried when he wouldn’t even make eye-contact with her. Did the poor boy have such a qualm with his appearance? Betsy must have set him off! Poor boy, he needed sweets, and he needed sweets as-soon-as-possible! Convinced that he just needed to have some sweets, she nodded her head. It took a second later for him to lift his head and she tried to give him her most bright and friendly smile. “It’s okay! Don’t worry about Betsie over there. You look very cute. Now come on, because she upset you so bad, I need to make sure you get some sweets! Sweets make everyone better!” The pink haired woman stretched out her arms to her sides, embracing nothing but air, but tried to be very friendly. “It’s okay, I’ll be your friend, and you don’t have to be nervous.” She tried to also add slightly more…subtly? She was terrible with this. Her bodyguard would only make it worse though, so she didn’t call him. “My name is Clara, that stinker over there is Betsie.” She introduced herself and her familiar who only gave a snort in response- not amused with the man’s breakdown. The pink haired woman quickly brushed her hand through her hair. She wasn’t going to ask his name and put him on the spot, but he should at least know her name! Gesturing for him to follow her, she took two steps forward and turned to wait for him, wondering if he would follow her. Free food was a good bait right? Betsie only sighed, "Must you adopt the weirdos? under her breath, but Clara only turned her head to give her a huff back.
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