Hola everyone.

I just wanted to say, if anyone wants to hide out together, I'm a pretty skilled swordsman. This...seems like a good event to stay out of.

[Miguel's nervous. There's too much metal here, and while he can probably protect himself, he can't protect his loved ones if they're too far away ( Read more... )

HOLA AND GOOD DAY.

I am just here to inform you all that I will now only answer to my proper title: Lord Miguel.

Show me my proper respect or know the wrath of the gods.

[FLOURISH. And. End video.]

[Step one:

Push the churane up a hill!

Okay, this is taking more work than he thought. He might need some help. If you come anywhere near him, he's probably going to come up saying something like this:]

Perdón, mind giving me a hand or two?

[Step two ( Read more... )

I'm going to build a plane!

Or perhaps a churane!

Anyone want to help?

[LOOK SUCH A HAPPY FACE.]

Hola, mis amigos! I think I should square myself away for this whole quadrant thing, hm?

Jade, would you be willing to be my moirail?

And ladies...bellas, tell me. Would any of you be interested in someone of my quality?

[Grin!]

And, ah, as for the other two...frankly I don't quite understand them! So mine are quite

[It was as good a day as any to start my latest scam. Jewelry was easy to come by in the mansion, thanks to the closets, but my marks didn't need to know that. No, I'd pass these off as one of a kind vender necklaces and earrings and promise a "lower price ( Read more... )

[Tulio's been gone for a while now, and Miguel is...well, at this point he's just turned off. He got through the event somehow (that troll girl was surprisingly easy to beat), but beyond that he's just apathetic. After a while, total disinterest in everything gets a little suffocating, however, and Miguel realizes he must find a distraction ( Read more... )

[For those interested in video, you're in for a vaguely Bonesish treat. That is, it's time for some sexy accidental video. This time the star players are your friendly neighborhood Miguel and a nice young imagined lady from Barcelona. You might catch a few glimpses of feet, as the communicator has fallen at the end of the bed, but for the most part ( Read more... )

[So after two days of wondering if he's a monster and avoiding everyone who smells delicious in the most awful way possible, Miguel's finally given in. He can't hide in this room forever, right ( Read more... )

[Well, if Tulio isn't going to come to him, he's just going to have to go to Tulio, right ( Read more... )