01-04-2021, 10:29 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 40%; text-align: justify;"]the small but familiar voice made his hackles raise, startled by her seemingly sudden existence.. existence in the sense that he was now aware of her- anything he was unaware of didn't exist in his head, he completely forgot about them until memories came flooding back at the sound of her voice. not that he'd truly forgotten her, how could he ever forget someone so impossibly tiny? tinier than a child, even. "habit?" he echoed, tilting his head at her before he realized what she meant. "oh! you mean the talking to myself! well, no, i do it to fill the silence, i know theres not really anyone there to speak to. it is a habit, i guess, but it's mostly out of boredom and the silence can become so deafening sometimes,"
there was a little shock a jolt from his collar that made it's little green light die and the red light up for only a second, before the red died and the green returned. his face twitched, muscles tensing for only a moment before he seemed perfectly back to normal.
the next person to make themselves known was michael, the vampire he'd met while out wandering one day. he'd killed a man, which was an interesting enough thing that he had slotted that memory away for another time, and asked if he could take the corpse. coal could go on thinking about their interaction for years, but he wouldn't, and he'd just send a glare his way. "whats the point of having all that metal on you if all you can do with it is wear it?they're to sit and look nice." he stated before he turned his gaze back to the bag of books. "i like collecting them. they look nice and i like how the covers feel."
[spoiler=☼ tags | updated 1/1]"speech" ☼ thoughts | normal
☼ basics
☼ coal | nicknames : co | aliases : n/a
☼ 4 years 3 months | october | libra
☼ cisgender male | he/him
☼ typhoon | crewmate | no titles
☼ link to biography (not updated)
☼ appearance and health
☼ domestic cat | other forms : n/a
☼ slim black cat / messy fur with patches of missing fur / shock collar on neck / leather string necklaces
☼ physically ~2 years | actually ~2 years
☼ 100% physically | healable injuries : n/a | permanent injuries : multiple scars over face
☼ debatable mentally | nothing really noteworthy, but it's not uncommon for people to call him a psycho
☼ social bits
☼ npc x npc | no family name
☼ slythergriff | estp | neutral evil or chaotic evil
☼ "my eyes are a perfectly normal size, thank you very much."
☼ battle and difficulty
☼ physically erratic | no weapons | fighting style : erratic and unpredictable to even him
☼ mentally erratic | psychological warfare? : will try, probably wont succeed
☼ no powers
☼ attack in bold | please @/tommy when attacking
☼ peaceful powerplay : allowed | dm for : kill, torture, kidnap
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there was a little shock a jolt from his collar that made it's little green light die and the red light up for only a second, before the red died and the green returned. his face twitched, muscles tensing for only a moment before he seemed perfectly back to normal.
the next person to make themselves known was michael, the vampire he'd met while out wandering one day. he'd killed a man, which was an interesting enough thing that he had slotted that memory away for another time, and asked if he could take the corpse. coal could go on thinking about their interaction for years, but he wouldn't, and he'd just send a glare his way. "whats the point of having all that metal on you if all you can do with it is wear it?they're to sit and look nice." he stated before he turned his gaze back to the bag of books. "i like collecting them. they look nice and i like how the covers feel."
[spoiler=☼ tags | updated 1/1]"speech" ☼ thoughts | normal
☼ basics
☼ coal | nicknames : co | aliases : n/a
☼ 4 years 3 months | october | libra
☼ cisgender male | he/him
☼ typhoon | crewmate | no titles
☼ link to biography (not updated)
☼ appearance and health
☼ domestic cat | other forms : n/a
☼ slim black cat / messy fur with patches of missing fur / shock collar on neck / leather string necklaces
☼ physically ~2 years | actually ~2 years
☼ 100% physically | healable injuries : n/a | permanent injuries : multiple scars over face
☼ debatable mentally | nothing really noteworthy, but it's not uncommon for people to call him a psycho
☼ social bits
☼ npc x npc | no family name
☼ slythergriff | estp | neutral evil or chaotic evil
☼ "my eyes are a perfectly normal size, thank you very much."
☼ battle and difficulty
☼ physically erratic | no weapons | fighting style : erratic and unpredictable to even him
☼ mentally erratic | psychological warfare? : will try, probably wont succeed
☼ no powers
☼ attack in bold | please @/tommy when attacking
☼ peaceful powerplay : allowed | dm for : kill, torture, kidnap
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