Single Thread RP Limbo.

*With a very eager grin, Rope god pinches his fingers together, before separating them and generating a string between them.*
Like this kind?
"Sure, I'd love the help."
Chis, now with permission to help, looks over at the string Rope made.
Yes! Yes! Exactly like that! Thank you!
Chis takes the string, and begins using it and a candy cane needle to sew.
 
Braven looks like he wants to say something for a second, but decides against saying whatever he wanted to say.
 
[The sun turns to the moon, and it is a... (D20:11) (D8:2) Normal waxing crescent moon. You can see the stars, and even the milky way Galaxy. You'll never reach them, but hey, atleast they're there.]
[Braven has a sundial orb. Will they use it?]
 
Chis, noticing it's nightfall, but not done sewing the 2 skins, starts doing it at an erratic rate, their hands shaking. They appear to be given intense anxiety by staying awake. They appear to be hyperventilating, before finally finishing and immediately entering their shell no more than a nanosecond later, not even dropping the skin. They appear to be clutching it as a way to release stress.
 
(Personally I would've just left it half-done and finish it Later(TM))
(Is this me calling myself out on having so many unfinished projects? Yes.)
 
(Personally I would've just left it half-done and finish it Later(TM))
(Is this me calling myself out on having so many unfinished projects? Yes.)
(Chis may not want to have the 10 remaining fingers of theirs bitten off (they used to have 12), but they also have a great work ethic. fear only makes them work faster.) /hj
[You can see a shooting star in the sky! it's beautiful. It appears that this might be a calm snowy night, or not. You can hear creatures rustling through the snow, potentially attracted by noise, chis's scent, or probably just by coincidence. They all sound fast.]
 
Braven decides to keep his guard up in case anything hostile appears.
Currently, wild animals are probably the lowest priority on ???'s list of things to be worried about.
 
(I was saved by a little guy (Lav) once, of course I'm gonna save the bnuuy-)
Braven grabs one of his throwing knives and throws it at the coyote, aiming for a non-lethal his that would hopefully just leave the coyote unable to keep chasing the bunny.
 
(I was saved by a little guy (Lav) once, of course I'm gonna save the bnuuy-)
Braven grabs one of his throwing knives and throws it at the coyote, aiming for a non-lethal his that would hopefully just leave the coyote unable to keep chasing the bunny.
[You hit the coyote... (D20:12) in the leg. It immediately runs away, now limp, protecting the fuzzy lil fella.]
[The bunny, seeing it is safe here, sits down and chooses to stay.]
 
[It's gotten colder. Very cold. The "light snow" now reaches your ankles and you can see your breath. The bnuuy is fine, though. It's got fur. But, you're going to need to pray that you don't get frostbite.]
 
Braven just uses his cloak as a blanket.
(You think I wouldn't be used to winter weather by now?)

???'s jacket seems to be decently warm.
(This RP probably takes place before Mirror's journey reaches any of the colder areas of Floralis like northern Phios or most of the Faunia continent, but considering she has to camp out every night she did make sure to bring one of her warmer jackets when she left home)
 
But.... Hes a skeleton! I've been killing them for YEARS! What's different about this one all of a sudden!
"Are you suggesting all skeletons are the same? That's quite rude."
...Better idea that works flawlessly: Let him live but keep your guard up.
"I like this idea better."

*after all that was said and done, Tom went off to explore the "surface", taking note of the surroundings*


Edit: I already read everything back, forget i asked anything
 
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*The Rope god begrudgingly lets tom live, making his whip orbit him like a ring instead of tearing into his foe like he very much wants it to.*

*Rope god trudges through the snow, clearly enjoying himself.*

I always loved the snow biome. Exept cryogen.
 
*Tethin shivers, clearly not used to the cold. He sets up one of the tents Chis made and climbs in> After a few moments, he pokes his head out of the tents and yells.*

"Somebody better use the snow to preserve the meat for later! I ain't doing it, I'm going to go sleep."

*His head disappears into the tent flap and he eats some bear meat for dinner before using his coat as a pillow and wraps himself in animal furs."
 
*As Tom walks around, he conjures up a bone and fidgets around with it, doing something roughly equated to pen tricks, but with a bone instead. While he walks he looks around at the trees, and it makes him think of the wooden boxes he'd seen underground.* Edit:Back
 
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