09-03-2016, 12:05 PM
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And then, suddenly, Erebor is gone. Stoic, mopey Erebor who thinks he failed at life just cause he let down some dirt. Yea yea, the Chamber is important to his family. It’s not like he hasn’t heard the stories. But honestly, it’s freaking dirt guys. Dirt and trees and ravens…though the ravens followed Straia, so there were probably none left.
But at this point, with Erebor gone, even though he’s a mopey ass, Korbin isn’t entirely sure what to do. Because he can’t stay with <i>them.</i> Bismark is fine, sure, but he’s still literally a child. But the women in his family? Dear god. Erebor might technically be scary with all that heat shit and blowing things up and whatnot. Hell, even Korbin is technically scary, given the whole un-dead thing (it’s really damn hard to hurt a skeleton that can’t feel pain anyway, as it turns out). But neither one of them holds a freaking candle to Straia or Weaver.
So he leaves. And he’s just about to interrupt some reunion (yea, Korbin is actually <i>all</i> for playing cock-block on his big brother), when the world goes to hell. Or something. He doesn’t know, because he’s knocked out almost instantly, and when he comes to, he’s on the top of a mountain.
Dammit. He was really looking forward to pissing Erebor off.
Oh, but it’s not long before he hears a familiar voice. And it’s also not long before he’s figured out he can’t shift anymore. That…well, that sucks. Where’s the fun in that? He wants to scare all these panicked, uncertain strangers around him. Just POP, skeleton. And then skitter away. But he can’t. So instead, he follows the voice, which is loudly screaming <i>MALIS</i> as if the girl who’d nearly beaten the crap out of Erebor was worth finding.
Though it makes him like her instantly, whoever she is.
<font color=#fff> “What, no KORBIN?”</font> he says, yelling the last bit as he comes up behind his brother. They look so alike it’s sort of freaky, honestly. But his whole family is freaky, so ya know. <font color=#fff> “I’m glad to see your worried about me and all. I’m fine, thanks. No thanks to you. I can’t believe you freaking left me with <i>them</i>.”</font> It’s entirely clear he means Weaver and Straia. His mother, with her army of spies so even if he wanted to hit on the girls, he couldn’t. She’d be watching. Ultimate cock block – but from your mother? Not cool. And his sister, with that glowing mark of freaking Death on her chest. Korbin may be undead, but she literally died. And now she <i>can’t</i> die. The Queen of Ravens and the Mistress of Death.
<font color=#fff> “So who the hell you screaming for like a fool?”</font> Cause he might cock block, but he’s also a half decent wingman when he wants to be.</p><p class="korbin-skull-name">korbin</p><p class="korbin-skull-quote korbin-skull-quote2">but the skeleton always gets up and walks</p></div></div></center>
Um....I don't even know. Sorry guys.
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But at this point, with Erebor gone, even though he’s a mopey ass, Korbin isn’t entirely sure what to do. Because he can’t stay with <i>them.</i> Bismark is fine, sure, but he’s still literally a child. But the women in his family? Dear god. Erebor might technically be scary with all that heat shit and blowing things up and whatnot. Hell, even Korbin is technically scary, given the whole un-dead thing (it’s really damn hard to hurt a skeleton that can’t feel pain anyway, as it turns out). But neither one of them holds a freaking candle to Straia or Weaver.
So he leaves. And he’s just about to interrupt some reunion (yea, Korbin is actually <i>all</i> for playing cock-block on his big brother), when the world goes to hell. Or something. He doesn’t know, because he’s knocked out almost instantly, and when he comes to, he’s on the top of a mountain.
Dammit. He was really looking forward to pissing Erebor off.
Oh, but it’s not long before he hears a familiar voice. And it’s also not long before he’s figured out he can’t shift anymore. That…well, that sucks. Where’s the fun in that? He wants to scare all these panicked, uncertain strangers around him. Just POP, skeleton. And then skitter away. But he can’t. So instead, he follows the voice, which is loudly screaming <i>MALIS</i> as if the girl who’d nearly beaten the crap out of Erebor was worth finding.
Though it makes him like her instantly, whoever she is.
<font color=#fff> “What, no KORBIN?”</font> he says, yelling the last bit as he comes up behind his brother. They look so alike it’s sort of freaky, honestly. But his whole family is freaky, so ya know. <font color=#fff> “I’m glad to see your worried about me and all. I’m fine, thanks. No thanks to you. I can’t believe you freaking left me with <i>them</i>.”</font> It’s entirely clear he means Weaver and Straia. His mother, with her army of spies so even if he wanted to hit on the girls, he couldn’t. She’d be watching. Ultimate cock block – but from your mother? Not cool. And his sister, with that glowing mark of freaking Death on her chest. Korbin may be undead, but she literally died. And now she <i>can’t</i> die. The Queen of Ravens and the Mistress of Death.
<font color=#fff> “So who the hell you screaming for like a fool?”</font> Cause he might cock block, but he’s also a half decent wingman when he wants to be.</p><p class="korbin-skull-name">korbin</p><p class="korbin-skull-quote korbin-skull-quote2">but the skeleton always gets up and walks</p></div></div></center>
Um....I don't even know. Sorry guys.