First Cross ✙// There's a hobo on his driveway
Characters: transisse & vatheon~!
Location: Coral Corral
Time: Early Afternoon
Style: Action, please.
Status: Anyone, anyone at all! Especially people who are likely to feed him.
[If anyone were to stroll on this lovely afternoon around the Coral Corral residence, they'd notice an old hobo fart sleeping in the driveway of house number one, home of a very grumpy sociopath.]
[Oh. Hold on a second. There's something strange about that hobo... You move in closer to inspect the body and you deduce the conclusion... that the old man is a lie! No, really. He's a young boy in his teens, just like you or everyone else (unless you really are an ancient) adorned with strange white hair and a deep facial scar that looks like it hurts. But even if that wasn't enough to intrigue you, maybe the blood sopping down his face will.
There's also the fact he's not moving to consider as well.]
[...]
[What do Vatheon? WHAT. DO.]
[Do you (a) Call for the quack, (b) Shake him awake as you scream in his ears, (c) Poke that strange yellow ball nestled on his head, (d) Set out food hoping he'll wake up, or (e) Knock furiously on the door of Kanda Yu, accusing him on accounts of murder and messy clean up. Your choice, Vatheonites. Choose wisely.]
((OOC: Said grumpy sociopath, aka. Kanda Yu, is also liable of rudely thread-jacking your thread. Just giving ya a heads up.))
Location: Coral Corral
Time: Early Afternoon
Style: Action, please.
Status: Anyone, anyone at all! Especially people who are likely to feed him.
[If anyone were to stroll on this lovely afternoon around the Coral Corral residence, they'd notice an old hobo fart sleeping in the driveway of house number one, home of a very grumpy sociopath.]
[Oh. Hold on a second. There's something strange about that hobo... You move in closer to inspect the body and you deduce the conclusion... that the old man is a lie! No, really. He's a young boy in his teens, just like you or everyone else (unless you really are an ancient) adorned with strange white hair and a deep facial scar that looks like it hurts. But even if that wasn't enough to intrigue you, maybe the blood sopping down his face will.
There's also the fact he's not moving to consider as well.]
[...]
[What do Vatheon? WHAT. DO.]
[Do you (a) Call for the quack, (b) Shake him awake as you scream in his ears, (c) Poke that strange yellow ball nestled on his head, (d) Set out food hoping he'll wake up, or (e) Knock furiously on the door of Kanda Yu, accusing him on accounts of murder and messy clean up. Your choice, Vatheonites. Choose wisely.]
((OOC: Said grumpy sociopath, aka. Kanda Yu, is also liable of rudely thread-jacking your thread. Just giving ya a heads up.))