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kemanorelPlayer Name: The Other Emily. Should that be my name now? The one who's also voicetesting Flynngene Fitzriderbert.
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Character Name: Keman
Character Fandom: TheMary Sue Halfblood Chronicles
[The animals here talk. It's traumatizing. The last time he'd tried to take down an elk, it had pleaded for its life and continued to spite him even after he'd put it out of its misery by giving him horrible indigestion. Keman already has trouble eating animals that resemble his former pets; how is he going to hunt at all with this kind of guilt weighing over him?
He's a dragon. A small one, granted, but big enough that he has to eat a certain amount of meat per day in order to keep up his strength. Even now, wandering around in halfblood (half elf, half human for the uninitiated) form to conserve energy, he's still absolutely starving.
Right now he can be found amongst the groceries with every single rotisserie chicken in the store in his shopping basket, eyeing the vegetables dubiously. Sure, he's an omnivore in this form, but...
He picks up a head of kale and sniffs it.]
Is this supposed to be cooked?
Alternate scenario: [video/action?]
[Keman propped his journal up on a rock before his morning fly/attempt to hunt for food that won't try to talk to him and cause a crippling existential crisis, but he accidentally knocks it to the ground with his tail and the video switches on. For a while there's nothing but a boring view of the leaves and random detritus that litter the forest floor, but then he lands again and the camera gets a distinct view of a huge, blue, claw that blurs and then resolves into a booted foot. That weird kid who dresses like an extra from Lord of the Rings picks up the journal and stares anxiously at the camera.]
Fewmets. Was this on? That's...I need to...how do I erase it?
Are you new?: Nope.
Character Name: Keman
Character Fandom: The
[The animals here talk. It's traumatizing. The last time he'd tried to take down an elk, it had pleaded for its life and continued to spite him even after he'd put it out of its misery by giving him horrible indigestion. Keman already has trouble eating animals that resemble his former pets; how is he going to hunt at all with this kind of guilt weighing over him?
He's a dragon. A small one, granted, but big enough that he has to eat a certain amount of meat per day in order to keep up his strength. Even now, wandering around in halfblood (half elf, half human for the uninitiated) form to conserve energy, he's still absolutely starving.
Right now he can be found amongst the groceries with every single rotisserie chicken in the store in his shopping basket, eyeing the vegetables dubiously. Sure, he's an omnivore in this form, but...
He picks up a head of kale and sniffs it.]
Is this supposed to be cooked?
Alternate scenario: [video/action?]
[Keman propped his journal up on a rock before his morning fly/attempt to hunt for food that won't try to talk to him and cause a crippling existential crisis, but he accidentally knocks it to the ground with his tail and the video switches on. For a while there's nothing but a boring view of the leaves and random detritus that litter the forest floor, but then he lands again and the camera gets a distinct view of a huge, blue, claw that blurs and then resolves into a booted foot. That weird kid who dresses like an extra from Lord of the Rings picks up the journal and stares anxiously at the camera.]
Fewmets. Was this on? That's...I need to...how do I erase it?
