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-Fenrie was so enthused and kept flipping through the book, looking at all the cute animals. She looked at the entire book and just kept spazzing. Eriess didn’t understand why and so Fenrie turned to the Great White Shark page and it had a picture of a mom and its baby. They both started squeeing. Armane peeked over at Casi and took the offered pair, placing them on. “Thanks. Mine are still in your place somewhere, aren’t they?” He was concerned about taking his moirail’s glasses, under the thought of them maybe running out.-
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Nation: Germany
Name: Andrea Konstanze
Gender: Female
Appearance: She tends to wear a range of things from military outfits through the years of German history. Her main outfit when she is not wearing these things is a dress that has no arms, cropping right over top her German breasts and splits down in inch below her hip for wiggle room. The dress almost appears as if she made it out of the German flag. She had long blonde hair that covers her left eye and reached down to her butt in the back. Her eyes are blue though the one that is covered is a blind blue. She also never wears heels or flats, opting for only wearing army boots even in her dress.
Personality: She is strict but can be forgiving. She loves nude beaches and Bratwurst. Besides these, she is very touchy when it comes to the German history.
Dislikes: People dissing Germany because of their history.
Likes: Nude beaches, bratwurst.
Other: She is hard core celtic, the very past religion of the Germany area before it was Germany.
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I agree and am so proud of you. x3 ^w^
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-Fenrie didn’t understand at first but saw the cat pictures and smiled. She clapped her hands and looked at all the cute different kinds of cats. Armane went outside and stood there, staring at the ground to make sure he didn’t look into the sun. Eriess got herself finally out of the shower and toweled herself off. She came downstairs with her robe on and watched Fenrie spaz at furballs, raising a brow.-
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-Fenrie listened then smiled. She took in all the information then saw the book. She looked at the lettering and tilted her head. “Um, I was trained to read Alternian…” She poked at the book and the letterings, “This appears to not be such. What is it?” She eyed it over curiously. Armane finally came back downstairs, partially drenched and with his robe on. He said, “I am going to go stand outside okay?” He headed for the door.-
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-Fenrie smiled and said, “oh my cod! They sound so cute! Does everypony know about cats? Tell me more!”-
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-Fenrie smiled and said, “Well… I know about ponies so how about more land ones?” She shoveled a cookie in and giggled a bit.-
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-Armane and Eriess tried to clean each other off. Fenrie said, “Well… Just tell me random things. I wanna know everything!” She seemed excited to learn.-
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-Armane and Eriess blushed and he lead her to the shower room since they both got covered. Fenrie giggled and said, “Yeah they were smellin a little fishy.” She drank more of her smoothie. She then nibbled on her cookie and said, “Well then, want to share human and troll things?”-
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-Armane looked over at Casi and placed his arm on the back of the seat behind her. Fenrie smiled at them and then turned back to Eriess and whispered, “Was Carolus there?” Eriess nodded while whispering back, “He was laughing his ass off the whole time…” “That prude!” Fenrie exclaimed in a hushed tone.-
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-Armane took a smoothie sip then said, “We do feel bad but, he chose this path. Just wish we could have stopped him.” Eriess sighed and said, “Yeah, maybe I should have stayed and stopped him instead of coming for help.” “You did the right thing,” Fenrie reassured her.-
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-Armane looked down, “Well, clowns are said to be unkillable. Typically those of the purple blood in land dwelling trolls praise a demonic clown god that turned out to be a cherub. But their deity fell and I guess clowns die in their own time. But are supposed to be unkillable.” Eriess nodded and said, “As for the moirail thing, yeah, he needs one. Problem is, the moirail he needs already has a moirail.” Fenrie stuck her tongue out, “Why can’t Dremon just dump Termes and be Kroman’s moirail?” Armane looked at Fenrie and said, “You remember, he owes him too much.” Fenrie looked down. “He could find a different moirail,” Eriess spoke up with a mouth full of cookie. The three nodded.-
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-Armane nodded, “Yeah, we’re all still cool. He’s just going to be temperamental so Dremon will have to watch him. But if Dremon ever kicks the bucket, we’re all screwed.” Eriess smirked and said, “worse than screwed.” Fenrie giggled, “Yeah no kidding. But it will be fine, you can’t kill a clown, right?” “Problem with that,” Eriess sipped the smoothie, “He doesn’t act like one.” Armane sighed and said, “Yeah that’s a problem…”-
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-“Yeah,” Armane nodded, “But when we first saw him, he was crying on Dremon’s shoulder… He was definitely regretting it.” “Oh and he lashed out at us,” Eriess said, pointing at her bit marks, “But Dremon calmed him down real quick. Stole his rage.” Fenrie smiled and said, “Now he can’t go back though.” “They still got his blood,” Eriess said, “They put it into a vat.”-
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-Armane blushed, “Well yeah, maybe we should tell them what happened?” Eriess nodded and said, “Dremon has Kroman under control.” Fenrie clapped then went back to nibbling on her cookies. She was enjoying that everything went well.-