Thread: Split Ends: Start-Up

OOC: xelda, do you speak Croatian?

"M-masin... masin..." she insisted, continuing her onslaught of sobs.

OOC: No...?

"Feeling bad about it means you have a soul," Scorpion said. Then, what was on the table caught her attention again. She leapt onto the table, grabbing something as she skidded over the other edge and fell off again.

OOC: Then how did you understand the joke that was in backwards Croatian?

Kris looked up and Rina pleadingly. You can see memories. Look at mine. I'll prove it to you.

"I have a conscience. I do not have a soul. The scientist tested that using other subjects with the same specifications."

They aren't that of a human, I'll give you that. But I'm still faced with evidence that would suggest otherwise.

I can't be. I can't. It isn't possible. You don't just suddenly turn into a human.

Your memories... They seem artificial.

Don't be ridiculous, how can my memories be artificial?

OOC: I could lie to you right now and tell you that I typed everything backwards into Google Translate. But I'm not a liar, and I did see what it said in the [spoiler] tag. I'm not applying it to the Rp, though. Sorry for that anyway, however. I won't open any others. But, to be honest, I really don't see the point of hiding what she says, but not what they're thinking.

Scorpion landed, holding a needle, and accidentally injected herself upon landing, giving a yowl of pain.

OOC: Also, signing off. See you all tomorrow.

I don't know, but they are.

"Are you okay?" Gracie got up and rushed over to Scorpion.

OOC: Don't worry, jokes are there to be laughed at. I'm fine with it as long as you don't use it to godmod. Then there would be trouble. And you would be in it. I feel really guilty now for bringing it up.

Kris's attention was drawn to Scorpion after her shout. She hurried over. "Isej il orbod?"

"Ahem." The young man identified as Agamemnon got to his feet. "Why are you still here?"

"Ots...?"

He's asking why we're still here.

Thanks. "Ad medub nerksi, en milsim ijotsop olib az san ad edi,*" she sighed, "Okai majlvatsopterp, s morizbo an ejicautis ejok oms ilib u, ejdg ej ejlob ogen ejdvo...**" Save for a volcano. Or black hole.

*To be honest, I don't think there's anywhere for us to go.
**Though I suppose, given the situations we've been in, anywhere is better than here...

"No idea,might as well find someplace Marona can safely sleep." Leo said as he got up,and gently rested her in his pouch. "I'm not staying here any longer,and I'm not going back in there." He started walking away.