True me...

[Rayleonarde]

((Did I miss the species? Ray's a Twili, but more raccoon in appearance. Does that make sense?))


Ray nodded, and shuffled closer to the door. "S-Sorry for i-intruding, k-kind sir. I-I am unfamiliar with this realm's customs."

[SadDubwool]

*he looks at the horse before looking at zaida*

[Farewell]

Zaida was slowly wondering off.
The large horse sniff and snorted trotting closer to him with his tail whipping the air.

[SadDubwool]

*He approaches the horse*

[Farewell]

The horse finally getting close to the furry quickly began to sniff him and nudge him.
Zaida looked at the sky. "Lovely night, tuteur better hurry" she said just at the edge of the woods looking at the city.

[Aconitum]

((Oh shit. Zaider, I know I'm a bit late, but may I? I can't send messages btws and Idk why.))

[HollowOfHaze]

"This realm. Well, haven't heard that before." said Galen with a look of indifference.
"And of course, of all the places you could go, you came to a gun shop. Doubtful you even understand the concept of gun shops. Tell me , Rayleonarde, does your realm have police? Watchmen? Anything of the sort?" he asked.


Galen activated the safety on his handgun, putting the hammer into its resting position before holstering the weapon. He started to walk towards the workshop down the short, pale hallway, lined with closed oak doors. The workshop was the end of the hall, and it was here that Galen continued forward into the well-illuminated area, leaving the small shadowy apparition to its own devices. Hopefully, there were manners wherever it came from.


(Hello Aconitum. I don't think we've met. Hopefully Zaida addresses your request shortly.)

[HollowOfHaze]

(Probably gonna be off for the night. Can we cut to the next morning by tomorrow? It's been night for two days as of now. Also, Aconitum, make sure all attire is era appropriate.)

Galen started his designing once more, whistling into the empty space of the expansive concrete room, the tune barely carrying out to the front room of his shop. The night was dark and filled with a cold wind, yet even then the city did not truly sleep.

(Best of luck to all who participated. Good night.)

[Aconitum]

((That's only my all time favorite cartoon! TT_TT))

Name: Aconitum Lovien

Nickname: Dokumaru (cause it's cute and y'all know it.)

Species: jackal/husky mix

Nationality: English

Age: unknown

Height: 5' something

Anthro or feral: Anthro

Appearance: Dark-grey fur, a lot of large burn scars all over her body (mostly on her chest, legs, arms and back), stitching scars around her neck, wrists, ankles and many other parts of her body, short purple hair cut into a curtain bob with lash sweeping bangs that cover her eyes.

Creature: Dulahan

Abilities: Necromancy (can only raise the dead for a day or two), controls black sand and acidic sludge

Likes: playing with fire, her pet millipede named Rem, causing trouble, a good scotch, vintage anything, angel cream donuts, bugs of all kinda, large dogs and fat cats, hunting, taxidermy, dolls

Dislikes: Most women, stepping on ants, the color yellow, other people's kids (there's only room in her heart for her own baby), circus clowns, cold water

Personality: simply doesn't give a crap, rude to most, lacks a major filter, fun loving, irrational and very irresponsible, knows no boundaries, pretty chill until you annoy her

Attire: Black leather jacket, a black formless babydoll dress that she's cut and tattered mid thigh, black high heeled boots, and black leather gloves with the fingers cut off

Here's Rem, in case y'all was wondering:

[Aconitum]

((There are two women in this rp wearing pants. Another wearing a white t-shirt, and some kid is wearing a hoodie. I appreciate your looking out, but don't. If Zaida has a problem with it, she'll tell me. I've been in rps with these people enough times to know what I'm doing and to know what they're looking for in a character.))

[HollowOfHaze]

(Fair enough.)

[Chains]

I looked around noticing that the little racoon had left.
"I wonder where he went?" i asked myelf. s

[HollowOfHaze]

Galen woke with his face practically plastered to the table. Walking out to his office halfway down the hall, he noticed the clock on the wall, which read approximately noon. Looking around, he couldn't seem to find the shadowy raccoon from last night. Perhaps it might have wandered off. Nothing was taken or damaged though, so that was good news. He stretched his arms with a yawn, revealing a row of razor-sharp teeth from a slight lapse in concentration.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray had not wandered off, but had curled up within a small nook in the shop. He snored quietly, unaware of Galen's presence.

[HollowOfHaze]

"Sun's up" said Galen, hearing a telltale snore from the nearby shadows. "That mean's I'm out for the day, and you should be on your way as well."

He shifted his eyes to the golden-brown of a lion, hoping to make out some disintuishing features on the pitch-black raccoon.