08-03-2018, 07:24 PM
JERSEYBOY
( Awake. )
He was awake. His heart was idly t h u m p i n g, encaged behind his ribs, and it was a sure sign that he wasn't dead. He hadn't known what the fuck had happened back in the forest—one second he had been walking along, minding his own business. The next? He had been knocked out like a lightbulb.
However long later, Jerseyboy had woken up within [sub]decaying[/sub] brick walls, the natural light dim and making it difficult for him to decipher his location. An NPC had come in to check up on him, though, and informed, "They found you unconscious in the forest. They think that a pinecone fell and hit you on the head." That... annoyed him. A lot. A fucking pinecone? Jerseyboy, who didn't take well to embarrassment or humilation, didn't like the fact that he had been knocked cold by a.. what? A plant? A seed? Whatever the hell it was. "No shit something hit me, genius. I got a big-ass bruise." The tuxedo tom snapped. He was a pretty fun-loving guy ( most of the time ), but it didn't take much for him to grow angry.
Besides the throbbing bruise on his cranium, Jerseyboy felt fine. Therefore, he felt that he could venture outside into the ruins of the town. He padded around, glancing about and taking in his surroundings. He hadn't been here in a long while, though it didn't appear as if much had changed. He hadn't exactly made any memorable relationships here, either, so he supposed that he'd have to get re-acquainted with the "Tanglers". They were a rowdy bunch, from what he had heard, but he was positive that he could handle them. He'd made worse company, after all.
He was awake. His heart was idly t h u m p i n g, encaged behind his ribs, and it was a sure sign that he wasn't dead. He hadn't known what the fuck had happened back in the forest—one second he had been walking along, minding his own business. The next? He had been knocked out like a lightbulb.
However long later, Jerseyboy had woken up within [sub]decaying[/sub] brick walls, the natural light dim and making it difficult for him to decipher his location. An NPC had come in to check up on him, though, and informed, "They found you unconscious in the forest. They think that a pinecone fell and hit you on the head." That... annoyed him. A lot. A fucking pinecone? Jerseyboy, who didn't take well to embarrassment or humilation, didn't like the fact that he had been knocked cold by a.. what? A plant? A seed? Whatever the hell it was. "No shit something hit me, genius. I got a big-ass bruise." The tuxedo tom snapped. He was a pretty fun-loving guy ( most of the time ), but it didn't take much for him to grow angry.
Besides the throbbing bruise on his cranium, Jerseyboy felt fine. Therefore, he felt that he could venture outside into the ruins of the town. He padded around, glancing about and taking in his surroundings. He hadn't been here in a long while, though it didn't appear as if much had changed. He hadn't exactly made any memorable relationships here, either, so he supposed that he'd have to get re-acquainted with the "Tanglers". They were a rowdy bunch, from what he had heard, but he was positive that he could handle them. He'd made worse company, after all.
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