Been playing a pokemon moon soul link nuzlocke with @silverbreeze424 and of course as the seal guy I had to pick the sea lion/seal starter r you kidding ?? Anyways loved this doodle page of Delphy sooo much I decided to color and post it <3
consider all other starter calls null and void this is the new one they’ll be relatively short , this is exclusively for accounts I do not already have a thread with
[ STARTER CALL ] ⸻ @lunarrepel gets ambushed (conversationally) at night
For the better half of two hours, while the camp was eating their pot of scraps picked up along the road; Caledonia's eyes would dart towards to the company cleric. She could have done a better job of binding her time and being subtle about it.
Chalking everything up to the tadpole wiggling around between the fleshy and boney bits of their heads seemed counter productive. It was, what the size of a worm, and birds ate worms all the time, so it couldn't have done that much damage to any of their brains.
There's a major flaw with her plans to ambush Shadowheart while she's idling her time in the dark of night. Caledonia's particular target was Shadowheart after all, and she tended to cloak every answer she did give in secret and shadow. However, given she has come up with no answers to her questions herself. It wouldn't hurt, right?
At the least, it would dispel the tiefling's more off the wall theories. Like she was a secret amnesiac Sharran herself. It didn't hold a lot of weight, but better to remove the thought then keep circling around it. Although, her lack of subtlety should be evidence enough.
Everyone goes off to their own corners, and Caledonia heads off to Shadowheart's when there's a lull to only the sound of nature. ❝ Keep your secrets, I don't need them, but how would one go about removing memories? It was selectively, right? ❞ For if she had willingly lost her own memories, she really fucked up doing that.
"Thanks," he took the coffee from Chloe, who very clearly was trying very hard to keep herself quiet. But then he turned around and saw his friend walking in. "It's not as bad as it looks," he confirmed and took a seat, "I really think Scarlett needs to stop having an open bar and I need to stop trying to keep up with Wren." A hand was held up because no - this wasn't Wrengate 2.0. "Nothing happened, we were celebrating," he sighed, taking his glasses off, "How was your night, I lost track of you."
When it came to Scarlett's parties, Cal helped himself to breaks more often than when his played any official gigs. Here, he was the talent but also a guest. So as he walked back to his set up with a drink in his hand, the incubus couldn't help but let out a small sigh. Yeah, he really wished James was here too - couldn't be helped. "Holy shit," he played up a small gasp as he wondered over to the shifter, "I was starting to wonder if you were actually my imaginary friend all along." A smirk was thrown at Wren after he took a sip of his drink, "Feels like I haven't seen you in ages."
eros could tell the other was a jedi - or at least someone who used the force, judging by the lightsaber that they carried. "tell me, fellow force user - what sort of fun is there for a standup jedi like myself to have around here," eros was far from a jedi, but the other didn't need to know that.
open to: f (@indiestarter)
muse: callahan kane
connection: on-again/off-again girlfriend/ex, date
❝ you couldn't have waited until after valentine's day to yell at me? ❞ cal asks, rolling his eyes. ❝ i mean, really, i opened the best wine in the cellar. ❞
He's still got a knife in his chest. Thankfully it isn't blessed or he'd be in a lot more pain right now. Still...it's not exactly a good thing. Pulling it out without the right means to treat it also isn't a good thing, though.
So, for now, he's holding it in, being mindful of his movements as he searches for a way to bandage himself up.
Private starter for Cal - @xbeautifulmonsters
Location - Outside somewhere cool
It had been a while since Asher laid her eyes upon the man who she once loved. A strong fun filled relationship that turned sour right in front of their eyes -- old wounds that had long since healed .. still, seeing him always caused Asher to catch her breath. Perhaps it was the fact he later slept with one of her closest friends, or the fact that she still found it shocking that he was one of the rares; like herself. "Now all you need is your guitar and a small stool and we have ourselves a busker"