RP Illustration: Routine Reversion

RP Excerpt:

    Getting on took either courage or outright insanity, and Tiago had to credit the bright sybal on his back with one or the other. Something about the way she was riding now though seemed...off, and he tried to concentrate on slowing down a bit.

    What resulted was an odd stop-and-go shifting between a run and trot until they reached the borders of the forest, where he was finally able to slow the out of control Corcel to a walk.

    After a few moments of walking, the forest shifted, enveloping them in the profound quiet of the deep woods, and he finally stopped. He felt so tired he was almost dizzy, and running at full speed for so long left him panting, nostrils flared.

    His front leg quivered, and he dropped to his knees, then finally lay down, careful to not spill off his unwanted passenger.

    He finally felt in control at last, and gave the ugly wound across his shoulder an appraising frown before tipping his head back in frustration. He couldn't hide the pain in his voice, but it was more at the fact that he'd failed than the actual injury.  

    “...Damn it.”

    He'd almost made it a night in the city without disaster, and then ruined it in typical dismal failure.

    At least he hadn't hurt anyone but himself this time, unless something had happened to the glowing sybal on his back. He sighed, feeling defeated.

    “...are you...all right?”

You can read the full RP here.


So this RP might be one of my new favorites. It started off with a silly, lighthearted premise. Then it escalated so very quickly...


RP Details:
Length:
Long

Word Count:
19,557 Words

Characters:
Tristine (Art-Zealot)
Tiago (Starhorse)

Summary/RP Tags:
-Scrumptious Security Sabotage
-Tristine and Tiago's Truly Terrible Time in the Trees
-I Swear Officer It's not What it Looks Like
-Papa Bearstian
-Soul Searching and Schnapps

Additional Illustrations:



_{Art and Character (Tris) © H. Lazo
Tiago is © Starhorse
Sybal-Heim © Anna Earley}