Lemony Lepid

LoMN, extended edition. With more mask variety. And Vahki being as scary as they're supposed to be.

Wow. I mean just wow. This is the first time in a long time that I've taken time to comment. I absolutely love this MOC. The legs, the color scheme, how clean and crisp it looks. Absolutely fantastic job.

I use them for drawing references. Posable parts are great for that.

Hah, children's site. Don't make me laugh.

Krieveks - Hallways

"Ugh... " He says, stopping. "What?"

She couldn't be that dim, he's been there for 13 months. Everyone knows not to talk to him unless you're serving food.

Wait... "You're new, aren't you?" He said with a raised eyebrow.

Cuutuk - Refectory

He followed closely, a smile plastered on his ugly mug. "A peace group? Melody, you know I'd love to join. Where do I sign up?"

Krieveks - Refectory -> Hallways

"Well fine..." He growls under his breath. He pours his own grub, and begins to chow it down, walking out of the refectory. He sees a short Rahk handing out odd clothes. What is she, a kraata of generosity? Goodness. He attempts to walk passed her.

I'm going to be gone for a bit, somebody bunny my characters? ^^'

Cuutuk - Refectory

She's... Happy to see me?

"Of course! Umm... Is it about pacifism? Or music?" He asks. "Tell me everything." He smiles.

Cuutuk - Refectory

"My name is Cuutuk, what's yours, stranger?" He says, extending a hand. His fikou eyeing the Rahk.

"Melody and I... Used to play instruments together?"

Heh, thanks. Don't mean to be a bother.

And no interaction with Cuutuk. I feel lonely. He even decided to butt in on the conversation. :l

Oh my goodness I love your character, Zippy! That entire thing was adorable!

Hopefully our characters interact at some point.

The taco was licked by a Taco Bell employee.

I wish for an endless supply of wood. Mahogany.

Kriev - Refectory

"Ugh... I'm going to grab another plate and head out..." He quietly self narrates, stretching. He puts his axe at his side, and leaves the gross empty treys on the table. He grabs his napsack, which is full of the gushy romances he loves so much. Uncharacteristic, I know, but it's his little secret. He walks over to Sliver and Canvas. "Another plate, if you can dish it." He gruffly says. He didn't care about whatever was going on here. He just wanted more food.

Fridge is gone. Thanks.

Optimus Prime. What a guy.

You have very shiny glowing thingies. Neat. Who are you?

Cuutuk - Refectory

"Wait, who's she talking to?" He asks himself. He slowly walks over, his trey shaking in his hands. He was nervous. He hadn't seen her in weeks. The stupid pirate adventure had not been worth the time. Once he gets to the table, he hovers over the two. He was blushing out of embarrassment mostly. "H-Hey, Melody... Who's th-this?" He asked.

Oh, woops.

Should I... delete his post?

EDIT: Also, I drew Krieveks

Edit edit: He doesn't have to have a mini fridge if it conflicts with something. And the axe is just a sharp object.

Cuutuk - Refectory

Cuutuk walks in, getting the regular goop everyone always gets. He begins walking out, but his Fikou friend chirps at the sight of Melody.

"Shhh! She might be mad at me... Don't make eye contact." He says, awkwardly walking out. His ukulele neck hits the door frame, causing a discordant loud chord to be heard through the refectory. "Oh, karz..." He says, his eyes wide. He looks at Melody, hoping she didn't hear the loud noise.

OOC: Open for interaction.

Kriev - Refectory

Krieveks is sitting in the corner of the refectory, three empty treys in front of him. He's quietly thumbing bass notes with his guitar axe. The discordant sound interrupts something he was trying to do, and he grumbles. He hated all of the excess sound down here. The only reason he stayed was for the food. It was easy access. He continues thumping strings.

OOC: Open for interaction.

So I can play my characters, right?

Okayokayokay. Fine. Here:

Name: Kriev (Full name Krieveks, not that you’d care.)

Variation: Hunger

Level: 2 or whatever

Gender: I’m a dude.

Gear: I have a large war axe. I turned it into a bass guitar because I got bored. [Like this but a more rounded blade.] Still works as an axe, though. I have a bunch of drawing books with graffiti art and a bunch of dark stuff. I also have an armor tattoo kit. It’s for beginners, but I can do some pretty cool stuff with it.

Appearance: Black with grey. I have a bunch of silver flames on my armor I tattooed myself. My eyes are a dark purple.

Personality: Pure angst is what everyone describes me as. You’d think after 13 months they’d learn something about me. I eat a bunch, yet I frustratingly don’t gain any weight. I pretty much hate everyone and I don’t go to classes. I hate everything. Except my guitar. It keeps me sane. I secretly love romance novels, but don’t tell anyone.

Bio: A thin rahk that’s become a seething mess about everything. So much that rahks have been saying that he should have been a rahkshi of anger. He did very good with classes for the first month, but from the lack of support and friends, he spiralled down into the angsty ‘I don’t care’ mindset. He eats constantly and stays away from everyone. He usually sticks to the shadows and eats his food in his room. He loves to read his romance novels at night, and can occasionally be seen checking out dozens of the books at a time. He doesn’t let anyone see what the books are, though. He sucks at fighting, but can hold his own if he needs to. He tries to avoid fights if he can.

I.... I want to go back.... But... Ughblbplbgdb....

Edit: I keep coming back. I can't stay away forever.

Edit edit: No! Stay away! Melody is gone, and so are all of my characters! No! No!

Edit edit edit: Must.... Highschool.... Draammaaa....

Edit edit edit edit: FINE. I'll make a new character... *Grumble grumble*

 I REALLY like this MOC. The torso design is fantastic.

That Rahi is BEAUTIFUL! I love it. The whole thing is really cool. Love the doorway.