Mynx

Pirates

Flight

*sighs* Sucks to live in a country that doesn't get half of these... Oh well. I'll take my pineapple lumps and twisties...

Nemo

Wade

Wazzzuuuuuup! *cringes at answer and runs away*

Humming happily to herself, CheerMynx pranced through the Pen in her cheerleading outfit, glad to be let out of Mynx's mind for the day as the more serious personality did not want to be bothered while working. Looking around for something to do, nothing attracted CheerMynx's attention until a bleating sheep flew out the door right in front of her. Stopping in surprise, CheerMynx looked into the room to see dozens more of the sheep. Her eyes lit up and glisned like an anime cartoon. With an overjoyed squeal, the exuberant feline lept into the pile of sheep, caught between wanting to adopt every single one and name them fluffy, and wanting to get into the fight. Tying a big pretty pink bow around one, she saw Wyvern's attention occupied by Evangeline and took advantage of the situation. "Baaaaaaaaaaaaa*BOOF*" Wyvern blinked at the white and pink sheep, before he noticed the brightly outfitted feline. CheerMynx grinned, waved a paw coyly, and dived under a pile of sheep to avoid the sheep thrown in retaliation.

Sucked (I hated the film)

Really

TLA

Kay

I'll hunt down the firebird and let her know.

Jagkatha watched as Megwyn wound the wooden hairpiece through her hair. A sadness radiated from the dead elf that floated around her, but didn't seem able to penetrate her translucet skin. Jagkatha had grown used to this displacement of emotions in the short time she had been dead, but it frustrated the hell out of her. No anger would come. No tears. No true laughter. Everything about her was a shadow now. As she had followed the company and watched the downfall of Mattias, Jagkatha had slowly learnt that she could maipulate things - but only to a certain extent. There would nevermore be a close embrace or a lingering kiss for Jagkatha to feel, but she made do where possible. Sitting next to her still living beloved, Jagkatha watched her as she ate, wishing for the contact she was no longer allowed. Sighing softly, the elf settled for what she could. Reaching forward, she concentrated on a flyaway strand of Megwyn's hair and willed her form to touch it. The resulting experience for Megwyn was as if a soft, warm breeze had blown some of her hair back. But for now, it was enough.

Inebriated

COW!!!

Pyromania

Huge

Enid

Talon

Jagkatha stood on the edge of the bridge she had fallen from and looked down into its depths, unable to see her body but somehow glad of the matter. She held out her hand and looked at it. Her skin had always been pale, but now it was luminous, a soft light shining from within it, although that could be from any source as she realised she could now see through herself. The elf continued to stand there for a moment, lost so deep in her thoughts she wasn't aware of anything. She'd always thought life after death would have been a lot more...eventful than this. "No!" Jagkatha heard a desperate cry from the Company and recognised Megwyn's voice. Rousing herself from her musings, the elf turned back and went to join the Fellowship as best she could. She knew no one could see her, which was a shame as she was probably even prettier now than she ever had been, but Jagkatha still had difficulty learning not to expect any kind of reaction or acknowledgement to her presence. Moving through the group as they packed up, Jagkatha found Megwyn huddled over her things, her arms cradling the short swords the ranger had admired so much, a tiny trickle of tears running down her face. A ghost of an emotion hit Jagkatha, its true force hidden in the abyss of lifelessness, but still more than enough for the elf. Crouching next to Megwyn, Jagk reached out and tried to touch her hair. Her hand went through the girl so quickly that Jagk pulled back with a yelp as Megwyn stiffened, sensing something. Trying again, the elf rested her hand as close to the ranger's hair as possible, touching but not. Megwyn got up suddenly and moved off to finish packing her things, leaving Jagkatha to sit by her own things. She noticed with a kind of detached sadness that Megwyn had picked up some of the more personal items from the bag before discarding it. With nothing else to do, Jagkatha watched the Fellowship as they finished packing and gathered, falling into pace next to Megwyn as they set off, her feet leaving no tracks in the ground.

Barkin

Pirate! (Trans: I'll play as a pirate )

Hunt

That works Tan. I still maintain I'm the prettiest I'll post a follow up as a ghost after my lab today if I get enough time.

F.W.Murneau