LIBBS
Arguably, Libb's reasonings for being in Torchline were very.. careless, to say the least. Indulging in a childhood dream of sorts, the mechanic made her way out here to.. enjoy herself. The warm winds and fresh air took away the aches of missing a world she didn't remember, and the weights of trying to find purpose again. And barring excursions from certain, undesirable hobos who shove alcoholic beverages in their face- the trip was going well.
She was actually in the process of a rather harmless activity- flying a kite. Made of nothing more than some yarn, a few loose fabrics and sticks, the woman found a solace in seeing how high her little creation could soar, a lovely kite in the shape of a sparrow. Eventually, the winds started to die down, the kite soaring lower, and lower. Libbs started wrapping it up gradually, fighting with the wind to keep it from taking it away, and a sharp gust who lead her creation nose-diving into a nearby hill.
She'd run up to grab it, of course, but what was more curious? A wagon. In the middle of nowhere. What.. the hell could that be?
Odd
She was actually in the process of a rather harmless activity- flying a kite. Made of nothing more than some yarn, a few loose fabrics and sticks, the woman found a solace in seeing how high her little creation could soar, a lovely kite in the shape of a sparrow. Eventually, the winds started to die down, the kite soaring lower, and lower. Libbs started wrapping it up gradually, fighting with the wind to keep it from taking it away, and a sharp gust who lead her creation nose-diving into a nearby hill.
She'd run up to grab it, of course, but what was more curious? A wagon. In the middle of nowhere. What.. the hell could that be?
Odd
let's run off to costa rica
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
