Lock Baxter
GHOST
I'm not dead! How many times do I need to tell you? I'm NO DEAD!!!
Posts: 14
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Post by Lock Baxter on Oct 19, 2013 18:50:49 GMT -5
It wasn't time for a show, nowhere near it actually. But still, Lock was making sure all the pokemon were ready. Feeding them and making them look their best. A show could begin at any time, a sudden inspiration could come to the Ringmaster or his wife and they would decided on a show. Sen stayed close to Lock as his deceased yet ghostly friend went about his normal job here.
Sen wondered if Lock would ever accept it. The fact that he was dead. Maybe he did deep down and was just unwilling to accept it with words but did in his heart? No...that probably wasn't it. If Lock did ever accept it...would he pass on? Sen was curious but if Lock passed on, then he lost his friend.
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lysse
ANTI-PRAVUS
Posts: 14
OOC Name:: Tasu
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Post by lysse on Feb 8, 2014 0:52:45 GMT -5
"it is a cruel trade"
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS | Lysse's nose twitched as she smelled something rather clear, however very deadly. It was an odd scent to describe to the little zorua, and even though it didn't smell like anything to her, it was the trail that Lock Baxter had left behind.
"Sir, you should take a shower." The Zorua grinned from atop the tent, a smug grimace bearing on her features. She supported her head with her paw, her tail and legs draping from the circus setup. "You smell quite.. bad. You have the old lady scent. Are you old?"
Hopping down from her perch, she spun to the ground with agility. Her shoulders hunched as the impact fled to her legs, and she shook off the dirt that dusted her fur from the intricate landing. Her nose shuffled against the fabric he wore, trying to make out what he was.
"I've never smelt that kind of thing before. I guess I wouldn't really know, though. I don't have many friends." Lysse was never quite the social butterfly and as a results he had no specifically developed social skills to append her words. She didn't even know what she said could be possibly offensive. "Hey sir, do you want to be friends?"
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