#deniedcrown

“Hey, is that automail?” This guy’s arm looks like it’s made of stone, and it’s big, but... he’s seen bulky automail, and stranger things have come out of Rush Valley. If it is automail, he’ll have to get all the details to tell Winry later.

He shrugs off his jacket, revealing his metal arm.

She was half expecting him to say ‘nah’ and to beat it. You can say she’s pretty intimidated, but when he gives her the go ahead with the question, she’s relieved. HE doesn’t seem at all bad. She’s also grateful that she’s not one of those hardcore religious people. She wouldn’t have been able to befriend HALF the people she’s met here if she were. 

Okay, question...Right. Clearing her throat, the human shifts on the balls of her feet a little awkwardly. 

“Hey, I can’t see anything!” Kay’s standing toward the back of the crowd, and she can’t see anything over all these tall people... it’s not fair at all.

She’s never actually seen a fireworks show before, so she isn’t sure what she was expecting... but a crowd of people so dense that she can’t see at all wasn’t it.

Welcome to lovely Isola Radiale, Hellboy!

You’ll be staying in TOWNHOUSE 232!

You will retain your superhuman strength, enough to barely lift a car.

Enjoy your stay!

( QUOTES ABOUT DEATH PROMPTS ) Accepting!

        her head tipped back as death laughed, a high, clear sound that rung out like a pealing bell. she knew that she probably shouldn't, when the question posed was in its essence a somber one, but she couldn't hold it back in the face of the irony. sleep, she thought, amused, pressing a palm to her mouth to stop the rest of the laughter. after all, she could still remember when the greeks had paired them together as twins. morpheus and thanatos, the brother gods. sleep, and death. they had been awfully close to the truth, but not quite there, as much as they'd like to think they were.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Anung un Rama!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 209!

You’ll retain everything you’ve unlocked during your previous stay.

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Mr. Boy!

You will be housed in Apartment 309!

You will retain everything you had previously.

PLEASE NOTE: Because you were removed in an activity check, you have one week to make three in-character posts or else you will be considered inactive once more.

Sal was on his hands and knees; looking for his lost glass eye under a dirty bench. It had definitely rolled off somewhere out of his sight. Ugh. He could just ...buy another one, but he had kept this specific one with him for so long, and so.....well, he felt a bit sentimental about it. It wouldn’t be the end of the world if he couldn’t find it, but he’d feel pretty shitty if he didn’t try his hardest to look for it. 

Though at the moment all he could see was dead bugs, old gum and some miscellaneous discarded food items. Gross! He let out a sigh and sat up on his knees; only now just realizing that there was someone else nearby. “Uh. Hey. Sorry. I lost something over here. ..Wouldn’t recommend sitting on this bench though. It’s kind of gross.” This guy was huge...and red? ..Well, Spirale did tend to house all sorts of people.. Sal wasn’t going to pretend like he was surprised. In all honesty, he was starting to get desensitized to all of this.