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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2014 0:56:33 GMT -5
[Basically, it turns into a one-on-one roleplay. Anyone can join, but only one person and they must post after this one. It becomes private thread, really.]
His tail was curling and uncurling, flickering in delight. The loud noises from the band and the little children running around were annoying, the conversations were tuned out- but Lucifer was paying attention to where he was going, arms full of food and the Zoroak besides him also had his own pile he was carrying. Food was something he barely indulged in, normally eating fruits and poketreats. He wasn't a vegan, but meat was a tad weird because he was part pokemon. It was uncomfortable to cross that line unless he was really hungry.
Mouth parted, he bit down on the piece of funnel cake he had torn off. Arceus, he'd have to clean his fur really well after this- thankfully it just seemed like a milky-white guy in traditional clothing, odd tattoos and odd features with an arm full of food. It was an illusion, his true furry appearance was disguised by it thanks to the Zoroak. So while it looked like his hands were somewhat clean, his fur was really sticky and messy.
Very complicated, but right now he looked like how he had as a cubone ginjika back when he was in the laboratory in Hoenn before he became a hunter.
The sweet food was something he didn't eat often- he had a high metabolism so it wouldn't damage his thin figure, and it definitely wasn't healthy for him. He'd probably get poisoning of some kind just from indulging, just because he was more pokemon than human. He'd worry about that when the time came. |
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