GROUP:Sky
AGE:25 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him/his
PLAYED BY:spibe
WRITTEN:5 posts
TAG:@darcy
Post by Darcy the Poochyena on Sept 27, 2024 16:29:59 GMT -5
[nospaces][googlefont=Inter:400,600|Poppins:300] [attr="id","voice-of-life"] [attr="class","p15-bar"]  what is the worth of a single mortal life?
Darcy had gone to Wingull Pond, first, cleaning himself off as much as he could. It didn't feel like enough,, but he knew it never would. The poochyena stared down at his reflection, a scowl creasing his muzzle-[break][break] Kanon had caused a lot of problems, but he'd solved a lot, too. Now, without him, Darcy made made things better and worse, all at once. He growled, turning on heel and stalking away, slinking towards the town.[break][break] It was bustling and cozy, the spirits of the town even seeming to chip at Darcy's malaise. His head picked up a bit, looking over the town with new eyes. Well-[break][break] New enough.[break][break] His red eyes found a stall, the large honchkrow that normally stood there now turned away, yammering with a neighbor. The honchkrow ran a bank. Chewing on his cheek a bit, Darcy slipped forward, ducking under the counter of the stall, gently grabbing a pouch with his teeth.[break][break]
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Every debt is paid for in the end.
GROUP:Sky
AGE:50 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
PLAYED BY:sleepy
WRITTEN:12 posts
TAG:@abel
Post by Abel the Honchkrow on Sept 27, 2024 18:57:06 GMT -5
[attr="class","abelpost"] “I’m telling you, none of it works!” said the exasperated lilligant. “I’ve put up signs asking them to leave my garden alone, built new fences… I’ve sprayed all sorts of repellents— even Stunky musk! But they just keep crawling in.” “Quite persistent, are they?” hummed the honchkrow banker. His attention was turned wholly to the distressed florist as Darcy slid under the stall. “Oh, you don’t even know.” The florist sighed. “It’s impossible, Abel. I’ll never grow another berry again.” Abel shook his head. “Nonsense. I’m certain you have everything required. The bugs want your produce because they’re hungry, yes? Then all you need…” As the pouch tugged under Darcy’s teeth, there was a gentle clink. The soft leather was brimming with shiny little pieces. The twine holding it together came loose as it was pulled from the pile of riches, only to come apart entirely as the ground shook with impact. A massive claw came slamming down on Darcy’s back. At only a foot and a half, the poochyena’s back was engulfed in the bird’s grip. White claws sank into the hollows around Darcy’s neck and his shoulders, as if to pluck him by the scruff. The claw pressed him into the dirt in front of the stall. “… is timing.”The lilligant gasped. A small commotion roused the streets as shoppers and stall owners paused to watch the spectacle, though it didn’t appear the banker was perturbed by the audience. His gaze remained on the poochyena, as suffocating as his grip. “And what might you be up to, little pup?”
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GROUP:Sky
AGE:25 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him/his
PLAYED BY:spibe
WRITTEN:5 posts
TAG:@darcy
Post by Darcy the Poochyena on Sept 28, 2024 0:07:48 GMT -5
[nospaces][googlefont=Inter:400,600|Poppins:300] [attr="id","voice-of-life"] [attr="class","p15-bar"] what is the worth of a single mortal life? It wasn't his first theft, or maybe his hundred or thousanth. Darcy knew how to twist his head, how to get enough of a grip on the fabric to hold it firm, but not enough to rip it to pieces. He knew how to toss his neck so the coins within woukd stay quiet as possible.[break][break] He did not know that honchkrow were all-seeing.[break][break] Darcy's ears twitched at wings, feathers ruffled by air, but there was no time to react. He knew he didn't have the time to get away- ruin take it all- and so simply forced himself to relax as he was crushed, lungs puffing out air as he was ground into the dirt.[break][break] The pouch of coins fell sadly with an almost comical jingle. Unfortunately, Darcy didn't have the breath to laugh.[break][break] Little pup. Like he was some fresh-hatched thing. A toddler gone lost among the streets. Darcy entertained the idea of biting him. It would make it all worse, but for a brief instant, he would feel better.[break][break] "A second ago?" Darcy rasped. The banker was trying to not shatter him into dust, but all the same, he was heavy. "Stealing from you. Now?" He twisted his head as best he could to glare daggers at the stupid bird. "What's it look like I'm doing?"[break][break]
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Every debt is paid for in the end.
GROUP:Sky
AGE:50 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
PLAYED BY:sleepy
WRITTEN:12 posts
TAG:@abel
Post by Abel the Honchkrow on Sept 28, 2024 13:37:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","abelpost"] Abel’s head slowly tilted— curious. He was making a concentrated effort not to pulp the dog in his grasp, though he could feel how little resistance there was. The rings on his claw dug into layers of fur and muscle with ease. He had expected a struggle, or at least, an attempt to bite. The natural conclusion would be that the little pokemon was clever enough not to resist capture from a bigger predator. It felt contradictory to how poochyena, notorious pack animals, are given to act, but it wasn’t far-fetched. But this one did try to steal from him. And when the poochyena turned his head to respond, using scant breath on blunt sass, Abel could only laugh— a deep, somewhat jarring noise that was between a crooning sound and a mimic of actual laughter. “Oh? Shall I take a guess?”The claw briefly squeezed around Darcy as if he were a living stress ball. “I think you are submitting to being my new door mat.”It would seem he was the only one having fun here. The florist fretted, aghast as she waved her leafy arms. “He just admitted to being a thief! I’ll get the officers—!” “No need,” Abel drawled. “Calling the authorities is a bit drastic for a case of failed petty thievery, don’t you think?”He mulled it aloud. “Though I suppose it could deter him from future misdemeanors.”“What do you think, little pup?” He bore down on the poochyena once more. “Your sentence will depend on your crime. A few days for attempted theft doesn’t sound too bad, yes?”The red of his eyes seemed impossibly bright under the shadow of his hat. His voice was low, kept between the two of them. “Assuming that’s all you’ve done.”
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GROUP:Sky
AGE:25 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him/his
PLAYED BY:spibe
WRITTEN:5 posts
TAG:@darcy
Post by Darcy the Poochyena on Sept 29, 2024 22:40:33 GMT -5
[nospaces][googlefont=Inter:400,600|Poppins:300] [attr="id","voice-of-life"] [attr="class","p15-bar"] what is the worth of a single mortal life?At the strange laughter- and the squeezing- Darcy bristled. He forced it back down. It was fine- let the fucking honchkrow get it out of his system, and feel incredibly superior, and then let go.[break][break] Still, though, the grate of submitting never came easily. Darcy bared his teeth at Abel's guess, making known his opinion of being a door mat. It did little to get the larger pokemon to let him go.[break][break] Darcy twisted his head back to look at the lilligant, frowning a bit at her outburst. He hadn't even stolen anything. And she was going to call the cops?[break][break] The honchkrow spoke again, and Darcy felt himself still. Not out of any reassurance of a light sentence- instead the implication of much, much the opposite.[break][break] Assuming that’s all you’ve done.[break][break] Darcy ground his teeth, trying to keep his breathing in check. There was no way he could know- no way anyone could know, not this soon- and yet. Out of the frying pan, and into hell.[break][break] "A few days sounds lovely." He hissed.[break][break]
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Every debt is paid for in the end.
GROUP:Sky
AGE:50 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
PLAYED BY:sleepy
WRITTEN:12 posts
TAG:@abel
Post by Abel the Honchkrow on Sept 30, 2024 11:15:07 GMT -5
[attr="class","abelpost"] Despite Abel calling him a door mat, it wasn’t as if the poochyena was taking it all without a fight. The pup bristled, bore fangs, looked nigh close to snapping his jaws more than a few times in the moments Abel spent bruising his ego. He was making his displeasure clear without pushing his luck. What an honest soul, Abel thought. And then he felt the dog go still at his whisper, only to hiss his assent through gnashing teeth. And naïve.“Splendid.” Abel righted himself, still with that unwavering grip. He used his beak to pull down a heavy shutter over the stall, locking with a click. Then he lifted the poochyena off the ground as if he weighed as much as the pouch of coins. The lilligant blinked. “Ah, uh— Abel? Abel, the station is that way.” Abel smiled, pausing to look over his shoulder. “I am not taking him to the station.”“What?! Why not?” “For a crime this small, he’s more useful to the community making up for it than being in jail. Isn’t that right, pup?” He held the poochyena in the air, dangling him as his wings flapped to keep him close to the ground. “Wouldn’t you prefer to spend a few days running errands for me, rather than spending however long the officers deem it fit for a criminal such as yourself to rot behind bars?”
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GROUP:Sky
AGE:25 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him/his
PLAYED BY:spibe
WRITTEN:5 posts
TAG:@darcy
Post by Darcy the Poochyena on Sept 30, 2024 12:00:49 GMT -5
[nospaces][googlefont=Inter:400,600|Poppins:300] [attr="id","voice-of-life"] [attr="class","p15-bar"] what is the worth of a single mortal life?It's quick, then. A shutter is pulled down, darkening the interior somewhat- and then Darcy is lifted, as if he's a stray bit of paper, or maybe some lint.[break][break] He did try to snap his jaws at the coin pouch- what did he have to lose at this point, honestly?- but the honchkrow lifted him too swiftly, teeth closing over air. The ground sunk below him, legs pinned by sharp tallons and edged rings.[break][break] Darcy finally started ignoring the lilligant, who was talking for the sake of talking, squinting up at his captor. He couldn't see much- just the fluff of a giant, stupid honchkrow.[break][break] If he was a mightyena- a thought which filled his throat with furious bile- he could have handled this swiftly. A single bite could have dragged this stupid bird to the ground. And yet- He sucked in air between his teeth. How long would he suffer from Kanon's actions, even after he was gone?[break][break] "Depends on the errands," Darcy snapped, finally starting to wiggle in earnest now that they were away from the wailing leaf. He wrenched a paw free, trying to use it to push himself forward out of Abel's grip, heedless of the talons, or the fur he'd catch in the fanciful rings.[break][break]
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Every debt is paid for in the end.
GROUP:Sky
AGE:50 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
PLAYED BY:sleepy
WRITTEN:12 posts
TAG:@abel
Post by Abel the Honchkrow on Oct 3, 2024 11:37:15 GMT -5
[attr="class","abelpost"] For someone who clearly detested him, the poochyena was oddly compliant. “Oh, the usual— fetch this and that, pass on a message— you’ve done errands, haven’t you?” It was hard to determine age with these first evolution species, but this one was clearly younger than him, albeit not juvenile. “I’m certain they are achievable even for a pup of your modest gifts.”Abel huffed. “That is, if you perform them at peak health. Will you cease your incessant wiggling?” They were gaining altitude now. His claws clenched around his cargo of one very stubborn pooch, rings tugging the matted furs. The florist was already far enough away that responding to her would be silly; he would have to apologize for his rudeness once he returned. “You are not a feline. Fall from a great height and you’ll surely crash. Then I’ll have to drop you off at the prison anyways— they’ll have you serve your sentence and recover from broken bones in a cold cell.”That risk certainly didn’t deter Abel from continuing his flight nor from running his beak during the trip, great wings propelling them across the town’s shopping district to the outskirts of town. As they reached the first stretches of wilderness, he swooped down, claws suddenly releasing the poochyena on the dirt road like a bowling ball. Abel gracefully landed on his feet, shaking out his feathers as his eyes rove over the trailing vistas of stratus clouds, and the forest that seemed dwarfed by the sky. “Now we are out in the open. Will you run, or will you hear out my task for you?” He asked, standing patiently with his wings folded to his body.
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GROUP:Sky
AGE:25 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him/his
PLAYED BY:spibe
WRITTEN:5 posts
TAG:@darcy
Post by Darcy the Poochyena on Oct 13, 2024 19:49:06 GMT -5
[nospaces][googlefont=Inter:400,600|Poppins:300] [attr="id","voice-of-life"] [attr="class","p15-bar"] what is the worth of a single mortal life? Darcy bared his teeth, giving another sharp writhe for good measure. But as much as he hated to admit it, the honchkrow was right. Falling from this high up was stupid. Regardless of how imperious the bird was acting.[break][break] At once, he was dropped- and thrown- rolling on the dirt before he dug his paws in, righting himself and twisting his head to glare up at the honchkrow, red eyes narrow. With a huff, Darcy shook his coat out.[break][break] "Oh, I even get a choice?" Darcy spat, vitriol in his mouth, fangs bared as he watched Abel. His fur was bristled, sharp and furious, little claws pricking into the earth. It felt like a false choice-[break][break] Either he could sit, and listen, or he could run, and be hunted down, and thrown to the jail. He refused to sit, maybe out of spite, but brought his head up into a slightly less aggressive stance.[break][break]
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