The Liquid Wallaby - Shining Gem of the Isles (TRANSITION)

[Barboneia]

He stared at her as she walked off. His eyes slowly widened as he realized what she had just said. "...Oh, shit."

Saren toddles past him shortly after, carrying a wooden sword.

He doesn't seem to notice him. He buries his head in his hands and begins to moan. "Shit... My mom is going to be so mad when she finds out I'm dead..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Saren toddles past him shortly after, carrying a wooden sword.

He doesn't seem to notice him. He buries his head in his hands and begins to moan. "Shit... My mom is going to be so mad when she finds out I'm dead..."

Saren looks him over and attempts to put two and two together, though the answer appears to be a three.

"... But you aren't dead. Unless you're a zombie!" He declares.

[Barboneia]

He doesn't seem to notice him. He buries his head in his hands and begins to moan. "Shit... My mom is going to be so mad when she finds out I'm dead..."

Saren looks him over and attempts to put two and two together, though the answer appears to be a three.

"... But you aren't dead. Unless you're a zombie!" He declares.

He looks up and rubs his head. "...Oh. Right. Well, I mean when I do die. Then she'll be pissed. I don't believe I'm a zombie. I don't even think zombies exist!"

Dom walks by, chewing on his fingernails and whistling as inconspicuously as possible.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Saren looks him over and attempts to put two and two together, though the answer appears to be a three.

"... But you aren't dead. Unless you're a zombie!" He declares.

He looks up and rubs his head. "...Oh. Right. Well, I mean when I do die. Then she'll be pissed. I don't believe I'm a zombie. I don't even think zombies exist!"

Dom walks by, chewing on his fingernails and whistling as inconspicuously as possible.

Saren shrugs. "Then don't die! Get good at... stuffs. Daddy says that when you're gonna die, it's totally okay to cheat."

Cerril slips up behind Saren and picks him up. "No, I said it's okay to cheat unless you're doing it for fun."

Adicei looks up at him with a vaguely concerned expression. "I think I need to fix my detect-life spell."

[Barboneia]

He looks up and rubs his head. "...Oh. Right. Well, I mean when I do die. Then she'll be pissed. I don't believe I'm a zombie. I don't even think zombies exist!"

Dom walks by, chewing on his fingernails and whistling as inconspicuously as possible.

Saren shrugs. "Then don't die! Get good at... stuffs. Daddy says that when you're gonna die, it's totally okay to cheat."

Cerril slips up behind Saren and picks him up. "No, I said it's okay to cheat unless you're doing it for fun."

Adicei looks up at him with a vaguely concerned expression. "I think I need to fix my detect-life spell."

"Well, the creepy Arkadacian lady DID say I might, uh... Become rich, instead, so I guess we'll just find out when it happens, eh?"

He quickly looks down at her and breaks out into a sweat. "Erm, uh, uh... Well, it, er, it... It's not wrong..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Well, the creepy Arkadacian lady DID say I might, uh... Become rich, instead, so I guess we'll just find out when it happens, eh?"

He quickly looks down at her and breaks out into a sweat. "Erm, uh, uh... Well, it, er, it... It's not wrong..."

"I wouldn't get your hopes up."

She gets out of her seat and approaches him, scratching her chin. "So, what, death just hasn't caught up with you yet?"

[Barboneia]

"Well, the creepy Arkadacian lady DID say I might, uh... Become rich, instead, so I guess we'll just find out when it happens, eh?"

He quickly looks down at her and breaks out into a sweat. "Erm, uh, uh... Well, it, er, it... It's not wrong..."

"I wouldn't get your hopes up."

She gets out of her seat and approaches him, scratching her chin. "So, what, death just hasn't caught up with you yet?"

He sighed.

He stared up at her, shaking a bit. "Erm, well, technically, I died already... I just... Uh... Came back to life..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

He sighed.

He stared up at her, shaking a bit. "Erm, well, technically, I died already... I just... Uh... Came back to life..."

Cerril sneakily hands the Pravyetian a few firecrackers. "Pull the string and toss them into someone's face. Might save your life."

She crosses her arms and nods. "With the same body, yes? Not possessing someone else or creating a new one?"

[Barboneia]

He sighed.

He stared up at her, shaking a bit. "Erm, well, technically, I died already... I just... Uh... Came back to life..."

Cerril sneakily hands the Pravyetian a few firecrackers. "Pull the string and toss them into someone's face. Might save your life."

She crosses her arms and nods. "With the same body, yes? Not possessing someone else or creating a new one?"

"...I'll remember that." He stares at the firecrackers and rubs his chin.

"Same body, yes." He lifts up his shirt, revealing a large scar from his upper chest to his belly button. It also showed how thin he had gotten. "...Unfortunately, I came back to life while I was being operated on..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Cerril sneakily hands the Pravyetian a few firecrackers. "Pull the string and toss them into someone's face. Might save your life."

She crosses her arms and nods. "With the same body, yes? Not possessing someone else or creating a new one?"

"...I'll remember that." He stares at the firecrackers and rubs his chin.

"Same body, yes." He lifts up his shirt, revealing a large scar from his upper chest to his belly button. It also showed how thin he had gotten. "...Unfortunately, I came back to life while I was being operated on..."

They appear to be pretty common festivity poppers.

Adicei blinks and leans down to stare at his ribs. "I... see. Well, you should probably eat a lot more. As for your method of coming back from the dead... it's fairly non-standard. Most spells involving it involve getting a new body for this exact reason. Not taking the injuries of the old."

[Ava Ire]

Ava walked into the bar, wearing her limbo lenses as usual, seeming to be searching for something.
She bumped into a table, causing a glass full of ale to shatter to the ground.

CRASH! The liquid stained the wooden floors. Ava took a step back, observing the damage. "Ah....whoops."

[Chaos Crescent]

Ava walked into the bar, wearing her limbo lenses as usual, seeming to be searching for something.
She bumped into a table, causing a glass full of ale to shatter to the ground.

CRASH! The liquid stained the wooden floors. Ava took a step back, observing the damage. "Ah....whoops."

And not a single person was never, not even her mate to berate her for doing that.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Ava walked into the bar, wearing her limbo lenses as usual, seeming to be searching for something.
She bumped into a table, causing a glass full of ale to shatter to the ground.

CRASH! The liquid stained the wooden floors. Ava took a step back, observing the damage. "Ah....whoops."

The innkeep twitches slightly and steps around the bar, starting to sweep it up. "You're paying for the drink... and the glass." She says, grumbling to herself.

[Ava Ire]

Ava walked into the bar, wearing her limbo lenses as usual, seeming to be searching for something.
She bumped into a table, causing a glass full of ale to shatter to the ground.

CRASH! The liquid stained the wooden floors. Ava took a step back, observing the damage. "Ah....whoops."

And not a single person was never, not even her mate to berate her for doing that.

Ava looked around, seeing that the few patrons in the bar didn't seem to notice. She gave a sigh of relief, and quietly slunk off to a corner to read. "I'm not paying for that," she said loudly as she sat down at a table.

[Chaos Crescent]

And not a single person was never, not even her mate to berate her for doing that.

Ava looked around, seeing that the few patrons in the bar didn't seem to notice. She gave a sigh of relief, and quietly slunk off to a corner to read. "I'm not cleaning that up," she mumbled to herself as she sat down at a table.

Though suddenly the innkeep was there to tell her to pay for the destruction but she was not berated.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Adri sets up a cauldron directly in the center of the bar, mixing together a vast variety of ingredients with a determined expression on her face. Lightning strikes just above the ill-fated bar again, transporting many of the people in and around it back to...

The center of a large, modern pub. Several Arkadacians stare at the massed group of people in confusion, a small infant crying in terror from the sudden noises. Adri quickly rushes over to a calendar and checks the date. 11/4/2015. She sighs in relief and slowly walks away, leaving the once-again transported locals to figure things out on their own.

[Lingria]

A foreign man wearing redish silk robes stepped into the bar, pulling his hood down t let out his knee length black hair, he stroked his hand through his hair, looking around at the bar patrons. His lips slowly curled into a smile.

[Lockwood Ebonheart]

The large, imposingly sized drake is rather confused with where he is. He fell asleep in the corner... for a few days.. And awoke to the sound of lightning and thunder before the interior of the Inn was considerably different. Deciding that it'd be better if he stayed sitting, he'd rub his head in confusion as he'd try to figure things out. He'd look around, perhaps the Arkadacian woman he was going to be traveling with was nearby, she may know what was what.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

A foreign man wearing redish silk robes stepped into the bar, pulling his hood down t let out his knee length black hair, he stroked his hand through his hair, looking around at the bar patrons. His lips slowly curled into a smile.

A small, fluffily furred child toddles past him wearing a purple robe, giggling before falling flat on his face in front of said foreign man.

The large, imposingly sized drake is rather confused with where he is. He fell asleep in the corner... for a few days.. And awoke to the sound of lightning and thunder before the interior of the Inn was considerably different. Deciding that it'd be better if he stayed sitting, he'd rub his head in confusion as he'd try to figure things out. He'd look around, perhaps the Arkadacian woman he was going to be traveling with was nearby, she may know what was what.

Said Arkadacian woman didn't appear to be around, likely out at sea at the moment... or a thousand years in the past. A woman with an uncanny resemblance to her is admiring some of the ancient artifacts on display, most fondly on a broken clay mug.

[Lingria]

A foreign man wearing redish silk robes stepped into the bar, pulling his hood down t let out his knee length black hair, he stroked his hand through his hair, looking around at the bar patrons. His lips slowly curled into a smile.

A small, fluffily furred child toddles past him wearing a purple robe, giggling before falling flat on his face in front of said foreign man.

He crouched down, lifting up the small child. "You...okay?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

He crouched down, lifting up the small child. "You...okay?"

The child rubs his head slightly and looks up at him, nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine! I hit my face on stuff all the time. I think my dad said what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, so I'm trying to trip as much as I can!"

[Lingria]

He crouched down, lifting up the small child. "You...okay?"

The child rubs his head slightly and looks up at him, nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine! I hit my face on stuff all the time. I think my dad said what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, so I'm trying to trip as much as I can!"

"My dear child, that will make you retarded." The man oddly looked quite feminine. "Please don't trip yourself."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

The child rubs his head slightly and looks up at him, nodding. "Yeah, I'm fine! I hit my face on stuff all the time. I think my dad said what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, so I'm trying to trip as much as I can!"

"My dear child, that will make you retarded." The man oddly looked quite feminine. "Please don't trip yourself."

"... I dunno what that word means. I'm Saren!" He says, ecstatically. "Thanks for the advice, ma'am!"

[Lingria]

"My dear child, that will make you retarded." The man oddly looked quite feminine. "Please don't trip yourself."

"... I dunno what that word means. I'm Saren!" He says, ecstatically. "Thanks for the advice, ma'am!"

"I'm Sidney." He smiled brightly. "Retarded is a problem in the brain, my dear, in which you become...dumb."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"... I dunno what that word means. I'm Saren!" He says, ecstatically. "Thanks for the advice, ma'am!"

"I'm Sidney." He smiled brightly. "Retarded is a problem in the brain, my dear, in which you become...dumb."

Saren slowly flops down onto the floor and shakily stands up. "Oh. I think my little sister has that. One eye keeps looking away from the other one and she tries to eat her hand. She doesn't even have teeth!"