CALL ME OUT, AND/OR PLEASE HELP ME VOICETEST SOME IDIOTS
★ Select one of the following members of the idiot brigade; put their name in the comment subject!
★ Pick a prompt! Maybe one of these, or one of these over here, or just do your own thing!
★ This can also be used for playing out CR that we've previously handwaved, for figuring out how something will go that we may want to handwave in the future, or for continuing to play out CR we've gotten in games we are no longer in!
★ ...THAT IS LITERALLY IT
THE FINE PRINT:
★ I don't do smut, sorry!
★ The ones currently in Route can be taken from there, and the ones previously from Route can be taken from after whatever development they had there if you'd like! They can also be taken straight from canon if you'd prefer.
★ Lysandre can be taken from either DRP or straight from canon as well!
IDIOT BRIGADE
★ Pick a prompt! Maybe one of these, or one of these over here, or just do your own thing!
★ This can also be used for playing out CR that we've previously handwaved, for figuring out how something will go that we may want to handwave in the future, or for continuing to play out CR we've gotten in games we are no longer in!
★ ...THAT IS LITERALLY IT
THE FINE PRINT:
★ I don't do smut, sorry!
★ The ones currently in Route can be taken from there, and the ones previously from Route can be taken from after whatever development they had there if you'd like! They can also be taken straight from canon if you'd prefer.
★ Lysandre can be taken from either DRP or straight from canon as well!

Zacharie please
Zone 2 had been enjoying peace for the first time in a while. Well, relatively, you know how Elsens are, and how paranoid they come to be when anything around them has changed. Even the guardian couldn't calm them down though, when the are came under attack by the spectres. And then that... that man came around. The Batter. Him and his awfully dangerous bat. Things had just gone from bad to worse, and Elsens were rapidly getting burnt.
One though, seemed to have escaped the chaos for the moment. His suit was a mess, his tie hanging loosely around his neck. His breath was sharp and quick, almost to the point of hyperventilating. Black, tar like smoke drifted up into the air in wisps from his mouth.
He was scared. He wanted to get out of here, go somewhere safe.]