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Braeburn nods, trotting quickly to one of his officers.
"What did the captured one say?" Braeburn asks.
Dark sighs, walking around his cell. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to be alongside his queen... But, had he told too much? Braeburn...
Dark shudders, trying to keep himself from showing weakness. "Everyling we can capture." He gasps.
Dark shivers, looking at him. "What were we after the first time? You think the end goal has changed?"
Braeburn nods, galloping to the city hall. Dark snickers, trying to act tough. He felt so weak, changelings had strength in numbers, not as...
"Today..."
Dark yelps, waking up. "I-I.... I don't know... Why is it so quiet? There's no more thoughts... I can't hear my queen..." He mutters out loud,...
Dark gallops up to him, panting a little. "W-What is it?" He asks.
"Be right there." Dark says, putting up the phone. He gallops out of the castle, heading to the HQ.
"Alright, where are you?" Dark asks.
Dark answers the phone. "Yes?"
Dark continues to work, wondering when his OM would get off. He was trying to seem interested in the clock, but he wanted to practice his fighting.
(Just post a quick bio of your character, and you can start from the prompt) Eluuna (This is my character) Name: Unknown Age: Unknown, but he...
Alright, let me make the thread.
The general flow of this roleplay is that you are a teenager, living with your mom. Your dad apparently died before you were born, and all you...
Braeburn gulps, locking the shackle around one of Dark's hooves. "He faint from the cold?"
"What would that be? Is there another one?" Braeburn asks, opening a jail cell. "I got this shackle enchanted, it'll adjust to any size he takes."...
Dark smirks. "Don't you get it? There's...." He starts, before stopping, his eyes going blank.
"Don't you get it...? You may be able to easily deal with one changeling, but what about 9000?" He asks, grinning.
