Lyric hesitantly spun the trident around in his hands before he tried mustering up the courage to go up and fight, failing miserably. He wasn’t one to fight, he usually hid from the danger and honestly was pretty much a golden retriever boy.
Lyric calmly (Not really) panicked and glanced around frantically, trying to find something he could use as a weapon, although he wouldn’t be very mobile on land and he was more of a pacifist anyway.
((Yippie))
Name: Lyric
Species: Merman bc y the heck not
Pronouns: He/they
Appearance:
Abilities: pretty much normal merman stuff
Other: goofy funky man (also one of my kintypes-)
Literally just “My parents are spies”
i still, to this day have no idea what my two best friends are talking about- they randomly walk up to me and say, “My parents are spies.” I think they find joy in watching me malfunction
Darn… that person was definitely scary… better not approach her… Fletcher thought nervously as he walked up to one of the tables and started filling it out..
“Wha-“ Callisto groaned and glanced around, still very much dazed and confused…. He sort of looked like a lost kid in a grocery store looking for their mom..