ED.

YOU'D BETTER FIND THE CHIMERAS SOON.

WE'VE GOT FUCKING PROBLEMS.

-In the center of Central, rain has started to fall. Hard rain, coming out of a bunch of spirals of water that have suddenly appeared out of nowhere, with a floating Alphonse standing between them, wings spread.

With all the crazy things in Central, though...

Is this really that surprising?-

*as soon as he notices his wrist is not glued to tepalchemist anymore, he kicks Russel's shin hard then runs away from him as fast as possible, to a place far away. Then, after he makes sure he sees no Tringhams in sight, he takes a deep breath and lets out a scream*

BLOODY HELL.THANK GOODNESS I am free of that bloody bastard Tringham ( Read more... )

 Mr. Alfons, Mr. Edward, Mr. Tri- um- Russel, [stops when she feels someone smaller than herself tugging at her shirt]

Rick? ... Ah. Alright... I'll invite him for you.

And Green Fletcher - is he really green? ... he is?...- you're all welcome to join my housemates and I for dinner tonight if you'd like.

[goes about preparing everything. On the menu ( Read more... )

[He's standing outside of the book store at about two in the afternoon waiting for his big brother to hurry up and join him so they can go for ice cream together. He has one hand in his pocket closed around the money Sciezzie gave him, his new sunglasses firmly in place and his back against the wall.]

Brother, hurry up.

The lock is stuck.

DAMMIT

There has to be a way out of here...

((ITP: Every Tringham is locked in a room together. Because Lance and I are dorks. ...and I know we're the only ones who play anyone from that family but if anyone else has a Tringham journal they want to toss in go for it?))

So there's three Fletchers. One is a girl, another is green and has been somehow Transfigured into a plant (I'm still working on how that could have happened), and the third is normal but has never heard of school ( Read more... )

I guess finding myself in a metropolis I've never seen before is grounds for OWLS to be rescheduled. Professor Snape would be disappointed if he actually really cared.

Now I wonder what the odds are of tracking down an owl are.

((Because there's not enough Tringhams in this game, *pokes Ketsu* Have a Hogwarts Russel, he's a fifth year Slytherin, in ( Read more... )

This isn't....Econtra. The cuff's gone...which means one of several things could have happened.

I don't like any of those thoughts at all.

[She sighs and locates a place to sit, her cat like ears flicking every once and a while and her tail twitching occasionally.]

(OOC: Here be another Riza. This time, she's part cat. Call her a chimera and ( Read more... )

Oh... is this Central? What am I doing back here? I was just in Xenotime in Mr. Belshio's garden... What's going on?

Brother? Are you here?

((...this Fletcher is a part-plant chimera because it's a dorky idea I've been having forever. Ketsuban btw :D

Also even though the icons don't show it his skin is tinged slightly greenish.))