Welcome to Edensphere, Snake!

Jul 29, 2009 14:28

Characters: Draco/Snake & NPC Charger
Date/Time: Backdated to Jul 22
Location: Hall of Beginnings
Rating: PG-13 for a naked wizard
Summary: Snake's birth into the world of Edensphere occurs, much to Charger's disappointment.

Please keep all jokes yellow-bar friendly. )

npc: charger, !complete

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npc_kun July 29 2009, 19:28:04 UTC
"Damn." Charger muttered. Here was some naked dude. Just his luck. Was he ever going to get to birth a hot chick? He liked to hope he would. He turned on a heel, jogging back to get a towel before throwing it at the newborn's face.

"Cover up. No one wants to see that." What was with this place and its awful sense of humor? While he waited, he moved a little bit, moving to balance on the balls of his feet.

This was completely disgusting. Why couldn't he ever get some good views?

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npc_kun July 30 2009, 00:15:09 UTC
And clearly he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. Charger made a noise that resembled a laugh and looked back. At least the newborn was covered.

"You were just born." He sounded incredibly bored. The quicker this kid left, the quicker he could get back to waiting for something much more to his tastes. "Edensphere. You don't got any memories, so don't ask. Now pick a name for yourself 'cause you don't remember your real one. I don't have all day, alright?"

Because he clearly had better things to do. Maybe the newborn wouldn't even notice if he didn't give him the money. After all, he wasn't the quickest to catch on so far... Charger tossed some baggy, one-size-fits-all clothes at his feet, possibly intentionally into a small puddle of birth-cocoon goop, along with a journal, forgetting the small bag on the table. "You got a journal and some clothes. You gotta get dressed 'afore you go walkin' 'round this place."

[ooc: ^^;; You know we're not quicklogging, right? ><; These logs are usually prose.]

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