Meri-luv, we are quickly becoming surrounded, methinks!

I told you to stop bathing! That would solve the issue pretty quick I bet

M.

I'm just a lurker (obviously, since I'm three months late to this thread). If you can find it in your heart and tablet to include me, I would like to be a pair of curious eyes looking out from some dark space.

Kyle enters the Inn and orders a tankard of the finest. “Hear there is to be some kind of picture thing. Sounds cool. Now would that be a description of me?” Kyle steps away from the bar, holds out his arms to his side and does a little turn on a fictions catwalk. He then leans back upon the bar, “Or…

“I currently am playing Maggot in the Trilogy game. Now Maggot is a strange one indeed but then Trilogy is a strange place.”

Kyle then leans in close and speaks softly, “Then there is him…” Kyle points to a spot just over his shoulder…

In a far off place, a room is lit only by the glow of a computer screen. The tapping of keys can be heard, “Kyle, you talking about me again?”

Back at the Inn, “How does he do that?! He always knows when I am talking about him. Well any way, which description would you like or is it to late for that?”

I've been sooooo busy lately, but I WILL eventually get working on this! I haven't forgotten about all you crazy people. =P

Glad you popped in to say hello, Lyra.

We all understand "busy" and how RL can drag us away from here now and again... never fear, though... we're always here and waiting for you when you come back around.

Yeah what Eol said!

Is this still in the works? I was eagerly looking forward to it, but I have not heard anything, nor seen anything in a while, so I'm simply curious if it's still going on...

As a squirrel sitting on a table eating a nut...with a shark beside me for everyone to share!!!!

Welcome back!!!

And I'm back out of nowhere! (And did I just see someone else with my Avatar? This may get confusing quickly...)

If this is still open, then a description of myself...

Just over 6 feet, dark dirty blond/brown hair which I keep slightly longer than I should. A youth/young adult (exact age is private, but assume somewhere between 16 and 24, whatever is easiest).

Let's see... Blue eyed, pale-skinned Australian, and that about covers it.

EDIT: And Male. I keep forgetting I have to specify that, since I'm frequently mistaken by my username.

You can use Bromern Sal from Myth Breakers as an idea, or you can use the picture of Bromern Sal I have at the top of my site header (the dude with the sword). http://www.talentedcards.com

So... I'd love to be in the picture! And if Hobolyra is MIA ~ I *cringes* might be able to cob something together! If you've been following Breaking the Fourth, the art would probably be in a similar fashion.

Let me know!
*muwah!*

Oh please please please maybe add me???

Shortish, curvaceous, typically in jeans, high heeled boots, V neck shirts, and glasses, with my tricolor (brown, gold, red) hair in a messy thrown together updo.

Hey look! A fun picture to be in? Sure~ I'm about 5'5", so mid-height. Shoulder length hair that is mostly blonde with brown roots that go about 3 inches down. I'm a round one, with a larger chest than average. Jeans and a t-shirt~ Yay!

Kyle Westhelm hears the Lady Hobolyra speak. Her request for all to come fourth and be noted so that she may draw a wonders piece with the Inn its name sake and all of us Innmates. Kyle sips from his tankard as he ponders the thought…

“Yes, I think it would be nice to be noted,” the battle harden war cleric says to himself and stands to his feet. He approaches the table where the Lady Hobolyra is conducting her affairs and in a dignified voice, “I am Kyle Westhelm of the house Westhelm.” Before the table stands a man in his mid 40’s, chain mail covered with various pieces of steel plate mail. A tunic is worn over his armor and is held around his waist with a thick leather belt with a simple brass buckle. His shield is round and made of wood with iron trimming. The mace he is using as a make shift cane is of steel with leather bound handgrips His salt and pepper hair (more salt then pepper, a unwelcome family trait) is kept short. He never wares a helm, it muffles out the cries for help. The hair on his face can be of various lengths depending on the Campion and how long he has been away but in times of normalcy he is cleanly shaven.

After a few seconds he bows, “I look forward to your work.” The battle harden cleric than returns to his table and his tankard.

In a place far off the sound of a keyboard can be heard. A signal lamp lights the desktop and the smell of fresh coffee fills the air, ‘I think she was talking about me you fool.’

Kyle glances over his shoulder, “I look better than you.”

Once more the tapping of the keys ring out, ‘But with out me you are not’ Kyle begins to reply when once more the keys fire back with great haist, ‘Let us not get into this here! Sorry, I digress… I am 43 years of age my hair is salt and pepper gray and dark brown. I stand 5 foot 11. 200 lbs but the holidays have not come and gone yet. That should be basic enough.’

The keys fall silent and Kyle speaks again, “I still say I look better!”