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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 6, 2016 15:31:40 GMT -5
(Herrow humans)
(How are you all this fine human day)
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 6, 2016 15:37:40 GMT -5
(I just looked over the lyrics to DESTROYA and oh my god I'm in tears this is hilarious)
(But other than that I'm good totally not hyperventilating that school is tomorrow and none of my friends are in my classes and I'm terrible and making friends and participation stuff Oh god I'm gonna die)
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 6, 2016 15:40:34 GMT -5
(I'm sorry I know I'm overreacting but I can't help it)
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Post by Lostwhisker on Sept 6, 2016 15:48:48 GMT -5
( o.o -awkwardly pats Pete's head- )
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 11:56:24 GMT -5
( -Waves- ello.)
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Post by John 3:16 on Oct 15, 2016 13:06:47 GMT -5
wow... i forgot about this rp...
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 13:15:12 GMT -5
(Same here though I kind of forgot about every RP because I haven't really been active ^^" )
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 14:23:24 GMT -5
(Sounds good to me ^^)
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 15:01:36 GMT -5
(Please do ^^ that'd be helpful.)
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 15:07:23 GMT -5
(Yeah, that works. I'm gonna check if all of my characters are on the front or not.)
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 15:08:50 GMT -5
Elf:
Calithildes (Callie) Tirnel Ladrengileth Girls are typically short; at least when compared to Callie. Due to her being a Moon Elf, she stands at the height of 6'1" and is very thin to the point she could be described as willowy with her slight shoulders and long limbs. Her skin is snowy white and almost as pale as moonlight. Since she is a Moon Elf and does not see the daylight, her skin will never be tanned but Callie doesn't mind since the light of the sun makes her lightheaded and skin itch. An interesting part of her appearance is her hair which is naturally white. The texture of her lightly colored locks is curls and they are loosely curled, sometimes falling to her shoulder blades in waves. She usually has small braids and tiny silver bells that jingle when she moves. The strands near her face are typically pinned back to keep them out of her face and eyes but also clearly shows her pointed elf ears. Her eyes are angular and could be described as almond-shaped with long, bold lashes. The color of her irises are a light grey which darken when reaching the ring of ash that encases them and a starbust of pale silver halos the pupils. Her nose is slender and small but a bit long, ending in a subtly rounded point. Her lips aren't thin or pouty but shapely like a porcelain doll. The overall shape of her face is considered to be a heart. As a Moon Elf, jewelry and tattoos are a symbol of wealth and status therefore Callie has several piercings; earlobes, right nostril, septum and a labret. All of her jewelry are silver to celebrate the moonlight which allows her species to thrive. The tattoos Callie has are white ink tattoos of vines, leaves and flowers on the backs of her delicate hands and fingers as well as the tops of her dainty feet. She typical wears clothing that match the beauty of the night such as silvers, whites, greys and dark blues. Her style is quite feminine and she enjoys a silky elven dress that brushes the ground or at least goes halfway down her shin. Her feet are typically covered by flats, strappy sandals, or nothing at all. Calithildes was raised to be a proper lady which has also included lessons of manners and treating others with kindness no matter what. She has a gentle soul that is warm and welcoming but don't take advantage of her pleasant demeanor. Once betrayed, she will unlikely trust again and will merely be polite but not entirely friendly. When angered she brushes it off and smiles, excusing herself from the situation entirely but this can create other issues with others; either from her bursting from suppressing her true feelings or someone continuously angered by her dismissive ways. Callie does not use weapons since she doesn't believe in violence but she does have powers. Her variety of powers include healing but only while at full strength, creating and controlling small amounts of stardust, and cosmic awareness. She appears to be 21-24 but is actually a little over 200 years old; 215 to be exact. The Moon Elf cares for a young albino Fennec Fox named Orion. Callie is a descendant of a long line of gracious and lovely Moon Elves, a tradition and expectation she must meet. The family has become quite wealthy over time and climbed higher in their society's hierarchy. This explains her many piercings and graceful tattoos that decorate her body. Callie was becoming an embarrassment to her family as she became closer with a farmer. To cease further damage to the family name, her parents sent her out on her own to learn responsibility and how to care for others while maintaining her dignity. Moon Elves become stronger in the moonlight especially when the moon is full and at its highest point within the sky. Callie is at her weakest as the moon nears the horizon and/or when there is a new moon. (Lostwhisker)
Warlock:
Malachi (Mal) Edwards He has pale skin and a mop of blonde curls atop his head that he typically has to pin back to keep out of his eyes while sketching and painting. His hair curls around his ears and is nearly long enough for him to pull back in a small ponytail. He has a princely appearance; angular eyes, squared jaw, soft lips, a handsome nose, and dimples in his cheeks when he smiles. His eyes are actually one of his most startling features since they constantly shift in color, one moment they are blue and then they are green -- no wait, purple. Mortals simply dismiss it as a trick of the light or they are completely enamored; entranced by the kaleidoscopes that are his eyes but there is something dark hiding within them. Aside from the attractive features, he stands at the height of 6'2" with broad shoulders and long legs. He isn't overly muscular but he still seems lanky, bringing a new meaning to "starving artist." He doesn't seem to have any identifying marks other than a large burn scar going up the side of his right leg and another patch on the left side of his chest, wrapping around to his back. Malachi is a bit free spirited and his mind tends to wander. He has ADHD so it isn't a surprise when he scraps a project to move onto something new or becomes terribly focused and won't even eat or sleep until he's done. He's an eccentric fellow but that's part of his charm and he is, without a doubt, a charming young man. He is a bit of a flirt and doesn't care for the rules but he never keeps a lover for long since he isn't comfortable with being tied down unless it's the one. He likes to explore and go on adventures to become inspired or possibly go camping since it's a past time of his. When Malachi becomes serious, he can become a bit cold or distant depending on the cause. When he's angry enough to start yelling and fighting, he can be a bit scary and even dangerous. Being so open and aware, he has come to find that he is bisexual though he doesn't think it's important enough to mention. Malachi dresses nicely most days but if he's working on a masterpiece or a potion, he will wear paint splattered t-shirts and jeans, beaten up sneakers, and he will have a day or two worth of stubble on his jaw and upper lip. Sometimes he'll even be scatterbrained enough to put clothing on backwards and/or inside out since his mind is focused on a project and not his appearance. Malachi appears to be 18 but he can't exactly remember the year in which he was born. He knows it was a long time ago but can't recall the date. Others of the magic community don't care much but they do believe his age has made him eccentric and somewhat insane but still to be respected. He has the typical psychic abilities and elemental abilities though his strengths are mentally inflicting pain on others, prophetic visions (the reason he paints), and wielding shadows. The other four powers he has include telekinesis, mood detection, charmspeak (able to convince anyone to do just about anything), and summoning. Another thing to know about Mal is that he knows many ancient incantations that even the eldest warlocks don't know. Mal, being the oddball that he is, has a pet lemur named Erwin. He's a flirt and has many lovers he can't keep track off but he would push them all away for the perfect partner. He doesn't remember much of his past but he knows it's dark and doesn't wish to search his memories for it since he fears he won't be the same. He remembers fire being everywhere, screams, pain, and sensing wave upon wave of fear crashing into him. He also remembers a searing pain on his skin which he figures is how he got his burn scars. Though he can't remember, he was a very angry and violent warlock. He was the big bad guy that struck fear into people's hearts in the olden days, plaguing tribes and villages. He was confronted by the first council of magic wielders and was sentenced to be burned at the stake; the first to start the Salem Witch Trials. He was able to protect most of his body from the flames before breaking free and summoning both demons and monsters to shred the mortals that stood by to watch. He ran before collapsing and falling into a river. When he washed up on shore, he had no memory of who he was other than his name. He didn't understand why people hated him around that time but he remained hidden until people seemed to forget his name and whatever he had done to make them fear him. (Lostwhisker)
Werewolf:
Pilika Iona La Rue A heartless monster is something most don't see at the first sight of Pilika. She stands at the mere height of 5'1", allowing many to tower over her. Her slight frame only emphasizes her doll-like size but don't be fooled; she will gladly break your nose before attending a tea party. Her skin is subtly tanned naturally, anyways, she'd never take the time out of her day to lay in the sun to get a tan. Pilika has thick ash blonde hair that waves and curls to her shoulder blades. Choppy and overgrown bangs shadow her brilliant golden eyes, and a single braid on the right side of her head twisted under the top layer of her hair. She typically leaves her locks down and free of any ties, except for the lone braid, so the ashy strands frame her face. Her jaw is slightly squared but her small yet full lips and petite nose contribute to a child-like appearance. Her eyes, however, show her strength and age. The animal-metallic eyes are enhanced by the overall angular shape of them as well as her bold, long lashes which shadow them. Many give her curious looks; not for her eye color but for the long scar slashing over her left eye. She's strong even in human form but not as strong as her full wolf form. As an experienced werewolf she has found a way to be between forms to be more comfortable. In her half-shift she has tall, pointed wolf ears that have soft medium-length fur on them. Her wolf tail also forms and her fingernails elongate. Her canines on both sets of teeth become more pointed for biting and tearing. In her full form she is larger than a normal wolf but quite average, almost small, for a werewolf. Her frame is narrow allowing her to be quick but she has the abnormal strength of a Shapeshifter, even as a human. Her coat is soft and an ash blonde, her golden eyes blazing with the same scar over her left eye. She stays away from others and takes to the shadows, clinging to the wall like a flower in a crowded room. When approached, if the person has the courage to do so, she will be dismissive and uninterested before becoming cold and defensive. Simply seeing someone come towards her turns her onto high alert. She's a feisty one and is quick to anger as well as retaliation in a physical manner; she will bite or punch your lights out. Her anger is the one thing that makes her lose control of her shifting but she does her best to avoid attacking an innocent even if they annoyed her. Though she has a tough-girl exterior, her weakness are lost people. By lost people she sympathizes with the brokenhearted or lonely people of the Earth, especially when they're a child. When her heart is won by an individual, in the sense of friendship, she will be forever loyal as long as they don't betray her. If she's betrayed she will either seek revenge or never trust that person again. To hide her attributes of this half-form she wears hoods and hats along with a long and heavy jacket to hide her tail and the scars from battle on her arms. She appears to be quite the tom-boy in her attire but she doesn't care whether she's appealing or not. She's 19 years old but seems to have wisdom beyond her years. Pilika likes to be alone so she avoids packs and has become a Loner. Pilika has been an orphan for longer than she could remember. She was told her mother passed away but she knows they tell her that to hide the truth that she was abandoned. Her father is a mystery, just like her mother, but the young werewolf never pursued them after the age of 12. She hopped from one foster home to the next, never really fitting in or getting into fights. She was teased and bullied once the children found out about her ears and tail, the adults becoming disgusted and sending her off. She was once adopted by a loving couple but she was soon sent back once they discovered they were having a child of her own. At the age of 16, Pilika ran from the orphanage with a boy her age, Phillip. They bonded and he loved her ears and tail just as much as he loved her. In the end, he was caught in a misfire of a young Hunter and passed away that night. After Phillip's death, Pilika scoured the city for the Hunter and sated her blood thirst with revenge. As a werewolf, she can easily create bonds with actual, wild wolves. Look up "Nightcore The Wolf" on Google and it should be the second video down with the image that inspired Pilika, as well as the song itself. (Lostwhisker)
Human:
Elliot Osteen Elliot stands at the height of 5'10" with a thin yet slightly muscular frame. His face still has a boyish charm in the thin heart-shape of it and wide eyes. As he matures, his jaw is becoming a bit more prominent and, in a sense, manly. His eyes are almond shaped and a deep, chocolate brown with a golden starburst around his pupils and a dark brown ring encasing his irises. His eyes are set back in his skull slightly so they are slightly shadowed and his lashes are quite long. Elliot has dark brown hair with naturally red highlights that show in the sun and he typically keeps it short and styled in a messy but spiked sort of way. His tanned skin is lightly freckled but only over his cheeks and the bridge of his nose, making this devious young man the image of innocence. The innocence is gone when a mischievous spark lights his eyes and his mouth curves into a mysterious grin or his mouth is set in to a thin line when he's serious. There isn't much that makes Elliot stand out in a crowd but he has something that most people don't; he has a large scar raking diagonally on his right bicep. The marks seem to be the work of the claws from a large animal but he can't remember since he was young when it happened. He's an outdoorsy type so he knows a lot about plants, animals, and surviving in the wilderness. Elliot loves adventure so he likes to be outdoors more than anything especially if he's camping. He's a loner in his community since people are afraid of him (more like his uncle) or they find him odd because he doesn't act like the others that are rich. He's a caring guy and a bit of treehugger but he can't bring himself to alter his diet since he needs to hunt animals for protein if he's staying in the woods for a while. Elliot has also trained himself enough to defend against an attacker and land in a few good blows or slashes with his knife. He typically wears simple clothing such as a t-shirt with jeans or a pair of shorts. When he's hiking, rock climbing, or on an adventure of any kind he will wear the appropriate attire. His uncle doesn't care much for his sloppy attire and wishes he would wear the nice dress shirts and slacks he buys him. He's 16 years of age and going on 17 soon. Elliot always carries a pocket knife with him and a small switchblade. If he's out in the wilderness for a long time, he keeps a hunting knife sheathed at his hip. His only companion is a beautiful German Shepard named Gracie which he takes out on some of his adventures. Though he cannot remember the day he lost his parents, he has dreams about it. They were camping and something attacked them and clawed at Elliot but he was hiding in a crevice where the creature couldn't get him. He doesn't know if his parents are alive though they never came back to him. He was raised by his wealthy uncle that wanted to keep him sheltered but he would always sneak out since his uncle was too busy to maintain a watchful eye. When the uncle realized he couldn't keep him inside, he got Elliot a hunting knife and Gracie to remain safe when exploring the woods beyond the mansion. The teen loves his uncle but he can't help but feel like he is hiding something from him especially when he asks what happened to his parents. The police said it was an animal but he knew better and there were never any bodies found within the mountains. Part of the reason he camps and explores the woods so much is that he hopes to find some sort of long lost sign of his parents to find them or at least get some closure. He constantly struggles with depression and PTSD. (Lostwhisker)
(WIP and -waves- hello!)
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Demisexual
Summer
Jk. Not coming back. Am on Discord now.
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Post by Summer on Oct 15, 2016 15:12:40 GMT -5
Demon: Name: Zara Morganstern Human Appearance (skin, eyes, hair, etc): Zara has tan skin and eccentrically dyed hair that falls to her mid-back. It depends on the month on what color her hair is. She is about 5'5 and has hazel eyes with blue flecks near the pupil. She has a 'Refuse to sink' with an anchor tattoo on her right forearm, and she has a dream-catcher tattoo on her back. She also has a dragon tattoo on her left bicep, and a tattoo of a jet black heart on her right thigh. Clothing (Opt.): She normally wears black jeans with a band shirt and a bunch of bracelets. She also wears a necklace around her neck that is normally fandom based, but she keeps a necklace of a cross that her parents had given her on under her clothes. Age: She looks 20 years old, but in reality, she’s about 90. Gender: Female Demonic Form (wings, color, etc): Her wings are jet black with flecks of gold in them. Powers (only 5, be creative): She has Omni-linguism, Superhuman Tracking, Darkness/Shadow Manipulation, Echolocation, & Invulnerability. Weapons (only 3): She has a bow and arrow with a quiver of arrows dipped in poison, a celestial bronze dagger, and a gold sword that hides itself as a necklace. Crush/BF/GF/Engaged/Married: She has no significant other. History (opt.): She was raised by a pair of Christian parents, and she had a brother. She was turned at the age of 20 without her consent, and she told her parents. They disowned her and kicked her out, not wanting to house a demon in their house since they believed in God and demons were the servants of the Devil. She moved across the country, but she kept contact with her brother until he died this past year. She’s one of the good demons, having been raised a Christian. Other: Hello
Vampire: Name (First and Last): Kavita Blackbourne Appearance (hair, eyes, skin, etc): Kavita is 5’8 and slightly tan, and she has black hair that falls down to her waist. She has green eyes. She has a tattoo of a dagger dripping red blood on her left forearm and a tattoo of a red moon on her right shoulder blade. Clothing (Opt.): She is normally spotted wearing skinny jeans and t-shirts, but she also likes to wear sundresses or just dresses in general. She wears Converse or high heels depending on her clothing style that day. Age: She is 100 years, but she looks 18 because she was turned at age 18. Gender: Female Do you drink from humans?: No. She only drinks from animals. Any extra-special abilities? (only 2): She has a little control of her abilities of Memory Manipulation and Reactive Adaptation/Evolution. Pets: She has a Bombay cat named Mystic. Crush/BF/GF/Engaged/Married: She doesn't have a significant other yet. History (Opt.): She was turned one night when she was practicing her soccer skills out in the park. She had a big family consisting of 4 brothers and 2 sisters as well as two parents who worked hard just to provide for all seven of their children and themselves. When her family noticed she never looked older, she ran and moved away, not wanting to tell them that she was a vampire. Her siblings eventually found her one by one, and she had kept contact with them until they all died. Now, she only keeps animals as company. Other: Hello
Werewolf: Name: Garth Roberts Human Appearance: Garth is about 5’10 with grey eyes and has blonde hair that falls in front of his face in angled bangs. His hair in the back is short, but his bangs are long that the end falls to his chin, and they cover the right half of his face. He is tan and muscular because he is often working out or being active outside. He has a tattoo of a wolf head howling at a full moon on his right forearm. Wolf Appearance: His wolf is a big, broad-shouldered, black timber wolf with piercing blue eyes. Clothing (Opt.): He wears blue jeans with rips and holes in them and some t-shirts from places he’s traveled to or t-shirts from the store. He wears a gold cross necklace and always keeps it on him. Age: He is 23. Gender: Male Lone or in a Pack?: Loner Pets: He doesn’t have any pets, but he’s thinking about getting one. Crush/BF/GF/Engaged/Married: He doesn’t have a significant other. History (Opt.): He was born a werewolf to two full-blooded werewolves. His parents were around until he was ten, when his dad was killed as a wolf. It was near a full moon, and he had wolfed out for no reason while he was walking with Garth. Garth had watched his neighbor shoot his dad, since they didn’t know what the wolf was. He went into depression and rarely talked to anyone. It only got worse when he was 16. His mother died of an illness, so he was fostered. Nobody wanted a depressed, seemingly mute teenager, so he stayed in the orphanage until he was 18, where he was kicked out. He lived off the streets for a year or two as he raised up money to buy some kind of house. Now, he is living in an apartment, working 2 jobs to pay for his apartment, car, and groceries. Other: Hello
Shapeshifter: Name: Valence Stone Human Appearance: Valence is tall at 6’0 with a little bit of muscle on him. He has black hair that he changes the style of often, but at the moment, he has shaggy bangs falling down to below his eyes that covered his whole forehead, but he pushed them to one side, and they stayed there for a while before falling in front of his eyes. He is tan since he practically lives outside, and he has a blue eye(right eye) and green eye(left eye). He has a lip piercing on the left of his bottom lip, and he’s thinking about getting more piercings or getting some tattoos. Clothing: He wears a variety of colored jeans of different tightnesses, and he normally wears a loose t-shirt that had some design or band on it. He wears a variety of bracelets that are normally band bracelets, and he wears a pair of dog-tags that were his older brother’s. Age: He is 17. Gender: Male Soul Shape: His soul shape is a black wolf. Favorite Forms: His favorite forms are a Red-Tailed Hawk, a Jaguar, a Fox, and a Peregrine Falcon. Weapons: His preferred weapon is a bow and arrow with a quiver of arrows with different uses(like Hawkeye), but he’s also pretty handy with a couple of swords, and he keeps a dagger near him. Crush/Bf/Engaged/Married: He does not have a significant other yet. History: He was born and raised into a family where he had an older brother named Christian. His brother went into the Air Force when Valence was 10, and he got killed in action when Valence was 14. His parents turned into jerks and ignored him. Sometime after his older brother was killed, he ended up getting a little sister named Adrienne. He still gets ignored, so he is often out of the house, working for money to fend for himself, but he’s also saving up to buy at least an apartment so that he can move out as soon as he is 18. Other: Hello
Angel: Name (First and Last): Jason Rivers Human Appearance (skin, eyes, hair, etc): He stands tall at 5'10 with brown hair that falls down to his eyebrows and cut short in the back. He has bright blue eyes that change into gray depending on his mood, and he is slightly tan with a bit of muscle on his lean build. He has a barbed wire tattoo on his right wrist from when he was alive. Clothing (Opt.): He is normally spotted wearing black, even though he's an angel. He wears black skinny jeans, normally with rips and tears in them, and he wears band or graphic tees with black Vans or Converse. He normally has on a leather jacket or a hoodie, and he normally has an assortion of bracelets on his wrists. He can also be soon with a tooth necklace or some dog tags. Gender: Male Angelic Form (wings, color, etc): He has navy blue wings with flecks of gold and black mixed in the feathers. Powers (only 5, be creative): He has Power Sensing, Animal Mimicry, Biological Manipulation, Regeneration, and Empathy. Weapons (only 3): He has a silver sword, a bow and arrow with a quiver, and he also has a dagger that he always carries on his person, but he hides it. Crush/BF/GF/Engaged/Married: He doesn't have any as of yet. Pets: He has a pet angel wolf that he seemed to bond with in heaven. History (opt.): He was only 19 when he was killed. He was a victim of a shooting at his job, and he had protected a family who had two little kids by hiding them behind the counter before fighting the shooter. He managed to knock out the shooter, but only after he was shot near his heart. He bled out on the way to the hospital, where they tried to save him, but he was gone. He's only been an angel for a few years. Other: Hello
Hybrid: Name: Melanie Briggs Appearance: She stands at 5'6 with blonde hair that falls to her mid-back. Her skin is slightly pale but also slightly tan, and she has bright blue eyes that pop out. She has earrings and a stud nose ring. Clothing: She often wears jeans with rips or holes in them, but sometimes, she wears jean shorts that stop at her mid-thigh at the shortest. She wears a variety of t-shirts, but they are normally sports or just t-shirts that she bought, and she wears Galaxy Vans or some other tennis shoe that she has, and she wears a jacket of some kind. She often wears a blue watch, an assortment of bracelets, a ponytail or two, and she normally has a necklace of some sort on. Age: 16 years old Gender: Female What two creatures are you?: Werewolf & Fairy Weapons: She has a bow and arrow with a quiver, and she has a dagger that she keeps in her jacket. History: She was born to a werewolf father and fairy mother, but her mother left her with her dad when she was born. She was raised by her dad, who kept her in hiding as much as he could, but that was ruined when she was 10 when her father invited a friend over and saw Melanie with her wings. They were found out, and her dad was killed in a struggle, resulting with her being orphaned at age 10. Ever since then, she bounced around from foster home to foster home, and she's leaned onto music ever since then. She learned guitar, bass, drums, and piano in her free-time, and she is the outcast in school, so she's often by herself, listening to music. Pets: She has a German Shepherd named Ace who protects her like everyone wants to harm her. Other: Hello
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 15:16:26 GMT -5
(Okay, so, I'm personally indecisive so... Pick who you want to RP with )
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 15:29:01 GMT -5
(Hmm.. I want to do Malachi because I love RPing someone that is such an oddball.)
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 16:34:09 GMT -5
(Sure ^^ sorry about the late response.)
Malachi wandered the streets with his nose in a dusty old book. He crossed the streets without looking and merely waved a hand at the honking of horns and the shouts from those around him. The Warlock had one hand holding the book and the other with a finger skimming over the text, mumbling in Latin as he read. He walked quickly and with odd intensity but would stop on a dime which caused people walking behind him to nearly topple him over. He would then snap his fingers as though he had an epiphany and his mouth would break into a wicked grin. In a moment, the smile would be gone and he was charging down the street once more.
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Demisexual
Summer
Jk. Not coming back. Am on Discord now.
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Post by Summer on Oct 15, 2016 17:12:40 GMT -5
Sorry for my late reply. I got distracted by *cough*fanfics*cough* ] Zara strutted down the sidewalk, running her hand through her black, blue, and purple hair(pic of it below. One on the right.). She sighed as her eyes took in the people wandering the sidewalk. She wasn't doing it to be mean or rude, she was just making sure there no hostiles around her as she was a demon, and most people didn't like demons. She sighed as she thought about the stereotyping demons go through. Sure, she was sometimes manipulative, but she didn't mean to do it. She wasn't paying attention as she walked along, having been deep in thought, so when she bumped into a guy reading a book, she stumbled back in surprise and stammered,"I-I'm so sorry. I-I was thinking and not paying attention."
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 15, 2016 19:09:25 GMT -5
( xD hahaha nice! I'm watching Dead Silence so I might be a bit slow.)
Mal stood like a statue and stared down at his book which now laid spine up, the pages folded against the dirty sidewalk. He snapped to life and bent to grab it, "oh, flabber-dangit! I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached to my neck!" His words didn't seem to make much sense to anyone but him so he received a few odd looks from the mortals passing by. He busied himself with dusting off the pages and straightening those that had been bent. The warlock didn't notice the demon in front of him until the fluffy collar on his jacket moved and chittered at him persistently. Malachi looked at the lemur in confusion, "what are you going on about now Erwin?" He brought his gaze forward and locked eyes with Zara. In an instant, he jumped back with his hands raised as though he was going to karate chop something and one leg lifted. He composed himself and stepped close to the stranger, eyeing her at too close of a proximity. "How interesting... You are a demon are you not? They are quite familiar to me- though I'm not sure how- but you're... Peculiar."
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Post by Lostwhisker on Oct 17, 2016 8:57:50 GMT -5
The nutty warlock gasped and covered the lemur's ears, offended on his companion's behalf. "Miss, he has a name! And that name is Erwin." He relaxed to a normal standing position though one hand clutched his book to his chest. His curly locks were a mop upon his head and definitely needed a trim but he didn't seem the type to care since his fashion sense was just as muddled. He shifted his weight from on foot to the other since they were bare and the sidewalk was cold. "Oh, my my! Where are my manners?" He bowed dramatically before offering a hand for her to shake, "Malachi Edwards, part-time warlock and full-time nutzo." He straightened and fidgeted as he waited with his hand extended. The ankles of his jeans cuffed under his heels and were muddy as well as generously torn. His shirt wasn't in any better shape; the buttons were mismatched as well as not buttoned correctly so one end was longer than the other, the shorter side untucked from the top of his pants. The only normal thing about this guy was his long overcoat but, still, there was a lemur perched atop that.
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