Place of the forgotten ones

[Spoopy]

7 hours ago, Dysfunctional Numbers Foxy said:

Timber backed up a bit. "Hi."

"I found another nicheling! I was getting really lonely! Why am I this excited?" The male rambled.

[Cloude]

3 minutes ago, A A A A A A said:

"I found another nicheling! I was getting really lonely! Why am I this excited?" The male rambled.

"Another?" He questioned, staring at them blankly.

[Spoopy]

Just now, Dysfunctional Numbers Foxy said:

"Another?" He questioned, staring at them blankly.

"I've met two in the same place. But I don't know where they went."

[Cloude]

12 minutes ago, A A A A A A said:

"I've met two in the same place. But I don't know where they went."

"Oh." He didn't know what to talk about, since.... Actually, he didn't know why he didn't feel like talking. Maybe it was because of that weird voice he heard before.

[Lilytuft]

6 hours ago, mr.Owger said:

Newly forgotten.

- Big and fluffy, appears to have sharp claws, fangs and horns. Walks on three paws, right front paw is weak and is always close to the chest.

- Has multiple ever-fresh wounds, soaked in slowly dripping dark blood. Scar across the throat makes it hard for her to speak sometimes. Voice comes out hoarse and broken.

- Emanates cold.

- Always wary of something, but she don't know of what. Feels strange guilt, yet remembers nothing, but pain and sound of running water. 

- Though seems harsh and coarse, she have a big heart, of which not many know.

 

3 hours ago, WishLeopard said:

Sorry if I'm a bit late here. I saw this role-play sort of part of the forums and thought this would be fun to join.

 

Newly Forgotten

 · Very small, almost impossibly small for an adult nicheling. It is very possible they only had one, or two gems to their name before passing away. Which makes their condition all the more interesting, or mysterious. 

· The nicheling has a long nose, large tufted ears, and a small frail body, and large fluffy tail. She sports what appears to be a crippled paw as well. 

· Every step she takes, a dark pool of... something forms beneath her paws. And seeps into the ground after awhile, just to return once more as more steps are taken. Everywhere she goes, inky... dark puddles follow.

· Has a childish demeanor, and is very thoughtful of others. Though, doesn't understand many things, and is easily frightened of concepts new to her.

Added!

[mr.Owger]

At the very start, was darkness. Embodying, it took over her body and consciousness, leaving nothing, really, behind. Darkness all it was. Abyss of no thought or emotion, somewhat calm, like a dreamless slumber.

And then, suddenly, she grasped for the air, coughing and wheezing, feeling now nothing, but cold, and something wet and metal, which seems to be everywhere: in her mouth, ears, even eyes. Scared, she haphazardly stand on her feet, nearly collapsing from shaking. Wild looking, she started to turn around, searching, like cornered beast, for a way to escape, or at least something familiar.

Dark forest and thorns seemed to loom over her small form, trying to grab, and to suffocate. She barely saw nearest trees, and even her own paws were hidden in thick colorless mist. No horizon. No nothing.

She felt the panic, rising from her stomach to throat like an acid.

She was alone, but scariest of all things was - she didn't remembered anything. Not even herself. But she knew, she knew with all her heart - she must remember. Must remember something, something gravely important, and this loss, which she couldn't even comprehend, not really, was more agonizing, than everything else; like a phantom pain of a long lost limb.

Trying to calm down, she took a few steps through opening in the woods, keeping herself low and wary. She can deal with pain later.

[Spoopy]

12 hours ago, Dysfunctional Numbers Foxy said:

"Oh." He didn't know what to talk about, since.... Actually, he didn't know why he didn't feel like talking. Maybe it was because of that weird voice he heard before.

The male looked at the dark sky. His feathered curled around him.

[Aether]

19 hours ago, mr.Owger said:

Newly forgotten.

- Big and fluffy, appears to have sharp claws, fangs and horns. Walks on three paws, right front paw is weak and is always close to the chest.

- Has multiple ever-fresh wounds, soaked in slowly dripping dark blood. Scar across the throat makes it hard for her to speak sometimes. Voice comes out hoarse and broken.

- Emanates cold.

- Always wary of something, but she don't know of what. Feels strange guilt, yet remembers nothing, but pain and sound of running water. 

- Though seems harsh and coarse, she have a big heart, of which not many know.

*wants to be friends*

[Cloude]

6 hours ago, A A A A A A said:

The male looked at the dark sky. His feathered curled around him.

Timber looked behind him at the water. He blinked and saw red, but it quickly disappeared. His fur stood on end.

[Spoopy]

8 minutes ago, Dysfunctional Numbers Foxy said:

Timber looked behind him at the water. He blinked and saw red, but it quickly disappeared. His fur stood on end.

The male looked at him, "are... Are you okay?"

[Cloude]

3 minutes ago, A A A A A A said:

The male looked at him, "are... Are you okay?"

Timber looked back at them. "Yeah, just..." His head started to hurt. "Just saw something weird."

[Spoopy]

1 minute ago, Dysfunctional Numbers Foxy said:

Timber looked back at them. "Yeah, just..." His head started to hurt. "Just saw something weird."

"Are you sure?" The male stood up, concerned.

[Cloude]

Just now, A A A A A A said:

"Are you sure?" The male stood up, concerned.

"Yeah.." He mumbled, waving a paw to dismiss the concern.

[Spoopy]

Just now, Dysfunctional Numbers Foxy said:

"Yeah.." He mumbled, waving a paw to dismiss the concern.

The male sat down again, still concerned.

[Cloude]

3 minutes ago, A A A A A A said:

The male sat down again, still concerned.

Timber just sorta sat in silence. He didn't know what to talk about.

[mr.Owger]

9 hours ago, Dysfunctional Numbers Foxy said:

Timber just sorta sat in silence. He didn't know what to talk about.

Even considering how dark and unnatural everything was, out of everything within this misty forest, the most nerving thing was its silence. Its sharp claws were soon ripped deep within her skin, and even her own quite steps were painfully loud. When some god forsaken wind were rumbling through the canopy of ghostly looking trees, which she couldn't even see, this rumbling noise would remind her of a whispers, sometimes even laughter. Whoever they were, laughing at her, she knew, by the sinking heart, that they were close. And they were watching.

Deafening silence almost made her scream, this wish even made it to her scar, from which it flinched with sudden pain, but she was too scared to even try to open her mouth.

Tired, she almost gave up on her search for anything, anything at all, but shadows of trees and sharp bushes, dragging her by the fur, when she heard something.

At first, she thought it was wind again. Playing with her and her spec of hope. But then again - this noise. This familiar noise, and somehow she instantly knew, that it was someones voices. Not threatening, more like tired, and scared a little. Just like me.

She made a few steps forward, right until her keen eyesight could make out a far silhouettes of a moving creatures. She felt her fur standing on the back of the neck. It could be danger. It could be someone, who wants to kill her. She didn't believed, that someone could kill her, though, but panic was firm - they can. So her stand was as wary, as possible. She was ready to run, or fight. Canines slowly but surely showed under her lips in warning grin.

- Who are you?! - she tried to scream, but instead, her voice came out hoarse and broke at the end, more like a tired growl, than a scream. She scowled at the pain in the throat. Oh, gods, why?! Why would her voice betray her, in time like this?

 

[Cloude]

1 hour ago, mr.Owger said:

Even considering how dark and unnatural everything was, out of everything within this misty forest, the most nerving thing was its silence. Its sharp claws were soon ripped deep within her skin, and even her own quite steps were painfully loud. When some god forsaken wind were rumbling through the canopy of ghostly looking trees, which she couldn't even see, this rumbling noise would remind her of a whispers, sometimes even laughter. Whoever they were, laughing at her, she knew, by the sinking heart, that they were close. And they were watching.

Deafening silence almost made her scream, this wish even made it to her scar, from which it flinched with sudden pain, but she was too scared to even try to open her mouth.

Tired, she almost gave up on her search for anything, anything at all, but shadows of trees and sharp bushes, dragging her by the fur, when she heard something.

At first, she thought it was wind again. Playing with her and her spec of hope. But then again - this noise. This familiar noise, and somehow she instantly knew, that it was someones voices. Not threatening, more like tired, and scared a little. Just like me.

She made a few steps forward, right until her keen eyesight could make out a far silhouettes of a moving creatures. She felt her fur standing on the back of the neck. It could be danger. It could be someone, who wants to kill her. She didn't believed, that someone could kill her, though, but panic was firm - they can. So her stand was as wary, as possible. She was ready to run, or fight. Canines slowly but surely showed under her lips in warning grin.

- Who are you?! - she tried to scream, but instead, her voice came out hoarse and broke at the end, more like a tired growl, than a scream. She scowled at the pain in the throat. Oh, gods, why?! Why would her voice betray her, in time like this?

 

Timber looked over. He lifted his head, which revealed what looked like severe burn marks around his neck. "Timber... I think." He mumbled, not knowing how to feel about the situation.

[Cloude]

New information; Severely burned

[Spoopy]

5 hours ago, mr.Owger said:

Even considering how dark and unnatural everything was, out of everything within this misty forest, the most nerving thing was its silence. Its sharp claws were soon ripped deep within her skin, and even her own quite steps were painfully loud. When some god forsaken wind were rumbling through the canopy of ghostly looking trees, which she couldn't even see, this rumbling noise would remind her of a whispers, sometimes even laughter. Whoever they were, laughing at her, she knew, by the sinking heart, that they were close. And they were watching.

Deafening silence almost made her scream, this wish even made it to her scar, from which it flinched with sudden pain, but she was too scared to even try to open her mouth.

Tired, she almost gave up on her search for anything, anything at all, but shadows of trees and sharp bushes, dragging her by the fur, when she heard something.

At first, she thought it was wind again. Playing with her and her spec of hope. But then again - this noise. This familiar noise, and somehow she instantly knew, that it was someones voices. Not threatening, more like tired, and scared a little. Just like me.

She made a few steps forward, right until her keen eyesight could make out a far silhouettes of a moving creatures. She felt her fur standing on the back of the neck. It could be danger. It could be someone, who wants to kill her. She didn't believed, that someone could kill her, though, but panic was firm - they can. So her stand was as wary, as possible. She was ready to run, or fight. Canines slowly but surely showed under her lips in warning grin.

- Who are you?! - she tried to scream, but instead, her voice came out hoarse and broke at the end, more like a tired growl, than a scream. She scowled at the pain in the throat. Oh, gods, why?! Why would her voice betray her, in time like this?

 

The male leapt to his feet, spooked. "I... Um... I don't know my name." He mumbles.

[MАTTRESS]

can I make a roblox game based on this

[Lilytuft]

1 hour ago, gamingcookie said:

can I make a roblox game based on this

Go ahead, I guess.

[akyra]

They scratched at their ear.

They wondered how they got here. But they didn't really care.

They would stare at what they presumably thought was the sky.

They chuckled. They would start biting their paw. 

They felt the need for something... They didn't know what they wanted, but they knew they wanted it.

[Lilytuft]

Looks like the nichelings aren't the only thing forgotten about this rp

[akyra]

exactly

 

[Lilytuft]

The guiding spirit woke up among the roots of the hollow tree. A layer of dust and dead leaves covered her fur. She quickly stood up and shook her fur.

How long have I been asleep? Where is everyone?

She felt a wave of relief wash over her as she noticed the fanged male beside her. At least he hadn't gotten lost again.

She looked around, trying to find signs of the others, but the swamp was quiet and the silence was only broken by the quiet rustle of the reeds in the barely excisting wind.

I failed again. How many of them are lost?