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Feb. 19th, 2012 10:19 pm| What Fantasy Archetype are you? Your Result: The Hapless Extra You are the individual relegated to a minor role, totally overshadowed by everyone else, and generally doomed to a gruesome, untimely death at the hands of the enemy. On the bright side, though, you may be the catalyst needed to inspire the hero to great deeds. | |
| The Damsel in Distress | |
| The Hero | |
| The Mentor | |
| The Prime Evil | |
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...Well, that's not very nice....
It was warm, quiet and dark. He wasn't sure where he was at first, as his senses began to awaken. He felt a soft blanket underneath him. Slowly moving, he sat up, his head gently nudging up the flap of the large cardboard box.
...A fireplace? This wasn't his room. Sure, he made a lot of forts, so being in a box wasn't unusual.
"Myieeeu..." It had an interesting smell about it, and, nervously, he ducked back down into the warm box, curling up within the confines once more, and pawed at a corner of it, his claws lightly scratching it. Maybe if he stayed hidden, he could figure things out better? Were he really aware of his real self, he might have boggled at the fact that first the hotel aged him up, and now it had aged him down to ten.
At least the hotel had put him in Balthazar's room? Furthermore, the box was very large, as if made for one of those older, heavier TVs. But anything smaller would not hold him.
...A fireplace? This wasn't his room. Sure, he made a lot of forts, so being in a box wasn't unusual.
"Myieeeu..." It had an interesting smell about it, and, nervously, he ducked back down into the warm box, curling up within the confines once more, and pawed at a corner of it, his claws lightly scratching it. Maybe if he stayed hidden, he could figure things out better? Were he really aware of his real self, he might have boggled at the fact that first the hotel aged him up, and now it had aged him down to ten.
At least the hotel had put him in Balthazar's room? Furthermore, the box was very large, as if made for one of those older, heavier TVs. But anything smaller would not hold him.
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grimholdkeeper
Sep. 12th, 2011 06:41 pmFor once, the hotel hadn't seen fit to load his room with aphrodisiacs - something that Roi was grateful for. As it was, he was relaxing on his bed with the door wide open to allow anyone in. He really didn't mind; he enjoyed company when he got it. Most of his experience in this place was positive, and the last thing he wanted was to shut his friends out.
"Mmn..."
Stretching out while on his belly, Roi purred to himself and contemplated cooking dinner. There was fish in the fridge....
Perhaps he should get up?
Tail flicking idly from side to side, Roi contemplated the option with all the seriousness of the mysteries of the world.
In the end, he rolled over onto his belly so he was half on and half off the bed, with one arm and one leg hanging off the side.
"Mmnn."
"Mmn..."
Stretching out while on his belly, Roi purred to himself and contemplated cooking dinner. There was fish in the fridge....
Perhaps he should get up?
Tail flicking idly from side to side, Roi contemplated the option with all the seriousness of the mysteries of the world.
In the end, he rolled over onto his belly so he was half on and half off the bed, with one arm and one leg hanging off the side.
"Mmnn."
