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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 31, 2016 23:36:50 GMT -5
(Anyone mind rping with me?) {I could. I have Albert the vampire open. Would you like to post a starter or should I?} (You can, if you don't mind!)
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Azula
Crown Princess of the Fire Nation
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Post by Azula on Jul 31, 2016 23:47:09 GMT -5
Malachi walked with a slight skip in his step and was actually glad he didn't have Erwin on his shoulder since he didn't have annoyed sounds in his ear from his erratic movements. "Follow the yellow brick road," he sang then looked at the path, "but it's not yellow or made of brick..." He shrugged and continued to hum. "No, that's far too simple. Though I have turned a house into a trap for mortals with many demons waiting to ambush them." He said in a joyful tone but he paused briefly to think, "no... I couldn't have done such a thing. That's so mean." He pouted but the confusion seemed to be forgotten in an instant when he saw the greenhouse. "Oh! There it is! The road brought us to the wizard after all!" He gave a short laugh that was filled with glee and he ran for the glass structure. The warlock composed himself momentarily to open the door for Leila, "after you, dearest flower." Erwin chittered at him as though he was scolding the oddball and Mal simply stuck his tongue out at the mammal. "You've got it all wrong, mister! She definitely likes me more." Lelia quickly followed Malachi through the grass and the stone path and stepped into the greenhouse, looking around in wonder at all the plants and flowers. "Yes, this should suffice," she murmured, crossing over the tiles towards a gardenia plant. She slipped her quartz wand out of her sleeve to attempt the first spell. If she could pull it off, the entire greenhouse would smell of the already fragrant plant. Lelia focused on the spell, chanted the words and flicked the wand exactly like she had practiced. At first, she was worried that it hadn't affected the flowers at all. A few seconds later there was no denying that the scent of the gardenias masked all the others and was much stronger than it had been before. Lelia smiled happily and took a small notebook out of a pocket in her dress, checking an item on a list she had written before.
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ΞΉcΡΡ
nothing good starts in a getaway car
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Post by ΞΉcΡΡ on Aug 1, 2016 0:01:55 GMT -5
( -Hugs Callie and Pilika plushies- I just want to get my girls into the RP.) Problem solved. c: HUMAN Name: Nikolai Smith Appearance: Nikolai stands tall at 6', and has a well-muscled body. He has chestnut colored hairs and piercing hazel eyes. He has a strong jawline, and usually has a faint stubble on his face. Clothing: He usually wears suits, preferring black and navy blue over anything else. Age: 28 Gender: Male Do they carry any weapons?: Yes. If so, what?: Nikolai carries the gun given to him by the police force. Pets?: No. Crush/BF/GF/Engaged/Married: None (yet) History: Nikolai has always been a city boy. He was raised amongst businessmen and big transactions. His parents offered the happiest home, though they couldn't be any more different. He was an All-American CEO, and she was a Russian immigrant. Together they raised him to believe in doing the right thing, which led to him becoming a detective. He works in the homicide department, and he loves his job more than anything. When his father retired, Nikolai denied the offer to take over. Other: Hello! @swan: And maybe at the cafΓ© where Sage works? Or just on the street?
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Pansexual
Lostwhisker
βα΄α΄Ο«Ξ΅ ΡΠ½Ξ΅ α΄α΄ΡΡ α΄Ι³Ξ΅Ρβ
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Post by Lostwhisker on Aug 1, 2016 0:03:44 GMT -5
The man growled once more and began to change before their eyes. His face elongated to become a snout and his body was covered in fur. His body contorted before he dropped onto all fours and was a snarling wolf. He tilted back his head and howled, calling the staff of his home to his aid. More howls pierced the air from withing the house which made Elliot have to cover his ears. There were paws thundering from above and a whole pack of wolves came running down the stairs and burst through the back door. One of the wolves snarled at Elliot, making him fear for his life so he slammed the door shut and ran up the stairs to hide like a scared child in his room. First he locked the door to his room then he locked himself in his bathroom with Gracie at his side. He only had his pocket knife on him now so he was definitely in a heap of trouble if the vampire and demon came after him. Elliot realized he was hyperventilating so he forced himself to even his breathing and scratched behind his dog's ears for comfort. Gerard let Frank down as they both smiled widely, Frank extending his wings as claws jutted out from his fingers, eyes growing completely black as his teeth sharpened slightly. Gerard stood by his boyfriend as his own vampire features came out, knowing that if he didn't get his human blood, something like a wolf would definitely hold the hunger off for the time being. Gerard quickly pecked Frank on the cheek before turning back to the man, who was now a wolf. His smile only grew at that fact. "Brought the whole party, eh?" Gerard taunted, a smirk now adorning his features. "More fun for the rest of us, then." Gerard said, hissing at some of the wolves who dared to come near them. One of the larger wolves broke rank and launched himself at the vampire. The wolf that had once been Uncle Sam barked but it was already too late for the wolf had knocked into the fanged creature. He growled in frustration and he barked orders to the two wolves flanking him and they ran back into the house as a second line of defense. Now that he felt as though Elliot was guarded well enough, he stalked forward with the rest of his pack following and they leaped at the trespassers, clawing and tearing at any piece of them that they could. If they had just left then we could have avoided all of this, the older man thought as he slashed at the demon's wings and growled.
(Gerard can bite one of the werewolves I just didn't want Elliot to get harmed so soon in the RP.)
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Post by Hollywillow on Aug 1, 2016 0:04:11 GMT -5
Calliope had been playing with a rose. Hearing the same snap from nearby, she dropped the blooming red rose she was palming earlier, and stepped into that direction. Her feet were bare, and that was something she liked. It made her feel free, to touch the earth with nothing in between.
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Post by Hollywillow on Aug 1, 2016 0:05:00 GMT -5
( -Hugs Callie and Pilika plushies- I just want to get my girls into the RP.) Problem solved. xD HUMAN Name: Nikolai Smith Appearance: Nikolai stands tall at 6', and has a well-muscled body. He has chestnut colored hairs and piercing hazel eyes. He has a strong jawline, and usually has a faint stubble on his face. Clothing: He usually wears suits, preferring black and navy blue over anything else. Age: 28 Gender: Male Do they carry any weapons?: Yes. If so, what?: Nikolai carries the gun given to him by the police force. Pets?: No. Crush/BF/GF/Engaged/Married: None (yet) History: Nikolai has always been a city boy. He was raised amongst businessmen and big transactions. His parents offered the happiest home, though they couldn't be any more different. He was an All-American CEO, and she was a Russian immigrant. Together they raised him to believe in doing the right thing, which led to him becoming a detective. He works in the homicide department, and he loves his job more than anything. When his father retired, Nikolai denied the offer to take over. Other: Hello! @swan: And maybe at the cafΓ© where Sage works? Or just on the street? (The "none (yet)' got me laughing)
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Azula
Crown Princess of the Fire Nation
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Post by Azula on Aug 1, 2016 0:05:50 GMT -5
Mal followed the witch inside but he got sidetracked by all the pretty flowers. When he came to Leila's side, he had a freshly made flower crown atop his head. It was mostly made of brightly colored tiger lilies and white orchids. He tilted his head at the girl and narrowed his eyes as though he was trying to figure out something that was missing. He then took out a flower crown made from white and yellow daisies which he placed on her head. The warlock grinned and clasped his hands together, resting his cheek against the back of one of his hands, "you look like a dream," he murmured in an airy tone. He then stuck his tongue out at Erwin who looked up from grooming himself to pluck a loose petal from Leila's dark hair and began nibbling on it before tossing it aside. Malachi then realized that the smell of the gardenia was becoming overwhelming and filling the entire greenhouse above all the other scents, "oh, goodie! You performed the spell properly! Such a clever little miss." He patted her head with a proud smile then began to wander off as though his thoughts were pulling him elsewhere. "Thank you," Lelia said with a small bow. While it was just a little spell, she was very happy that it had gone well and without fault. Lelia hated making mistakes, even if they could be lessons. The young witch looked around the greenhouse at the various flowers, and noticed a bed of white carnations in a corner. She decided they could look a lot better, if someone added a splash of color. "What's your favorite color?" she asked Malachi while she looked through her notebook to find the spell she needed next. This was one of the ones that she was more excited for as she thought colorful flowers were very pretty, and even the ones at the store seemed magical to her. Lelia would be so happy if she could make her own.
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 1, 2016 0:05:50 GMT -5
(Where shall we start? Just walking down the town?) (But yes I can, I just need to know where ) Anywhere is fine really. Walking around town is fine. ) Mikey sighed slightly as he walked down town, making sure to avoid anyone he thought to be a supernatural creature. His inhuman, to supernatural creatures at least, eyes flitting over the crowds of people in the town Mikey was walking down, making sure to keeping his wings tightly folded away. In his 300 plus years of living, several people have accidentally brushed up against his feathery black wings, and that caused stirs in the community, one of which almost ended his life.
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Pansexual
Lostwhisker
βα΄α΄Ο«Ξ΅ ΡΠ½Ξ΅ α΄α΄ΡΡ α΄Ι³Ξ΅Ρβ
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Post by Lostwhisker on Aug 1, 2016 0:10:52 GMT -5
(I'm sorry guys but I'm getting tired >o< I'm gonna get some sleep. Like my post and I'll reply in the morning. Night! Have fun! firefly: Sorry you made your character and I'm leaving ;~; type out an intro and I'll definitely reply.)
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Post by Hollywillow on Aug 1, 2016 0:18:25 GMT -5
(Night! Sleep tight)
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 1, 2016 0:20:40 GMT -5
Gerard let Frank down as they both smiled widely, Frank extending his wings as claws jutted out from his fingers, eyes growing completely black as his teeth sharpened slightly. Gerard stood by his boyfriend as his own vampire features came out, knowing that if he didn't get his human blood, something like a wolf would definitely hold the hunger off for the time being. Gerard quickly pecked Frank on the cheek before turning back to the man, who was now a wolf. His smile only grew at that fact. "Brought the whole party, eh?" Gerard taunted, a smirk now adorning his features. "More fun for the rest of us, then." Gerard said, hissing at some of the wolves who dared to come near them. One of the larger wolves broke rank and launched himself at the vampire. The wolf that had once been Uncle Sam barked but it was already too late for the wolf had knocked into the fanged creature. He growled in frustration and he barked orders to the two wolves flanking him and they ran back into the house as a second line of defense. Now that he felt as though Elliot was guarded well enough, he stalked forward with the rest of his pack following and they leaped at the trespassers, clawing and tearing at any piece of them that they could. If they had just left then we could have avoided all of this, the older man thought as he slashed at the demon's wings and growled.
(Gerard can bite one of the werewolves I just didn't want Elliot to get harmed so soon in the RP.)(Ah that's fine) Frank hissed loudly as one of his wings as cut, getting slightly angry as his claws came out and he slashed right back at the wolf, wolf blood splashing on his already dirtied claws and arm. Frank used his strength to shove several wolves off of him, stabbing a couple as he got angrier and angrier. Gerard felt himself pinned on his front by a wolf and was absolutely torn apart, his healing not able to save him now as the wolf went crazy, tearing open wound after wound on Gerard's back. Gerard cried out, his struggling getting weaker and weaker as his body started to shut down, trying to not die yet again. Frank heard Gerard's cry, and the fire that had been sparked within him grew into a bonfire of a flame, and he felt himself growing his extra set of wings and his horns jutting out of his head as he screamed in anger, using his claws to grab at a nearby wolf and absolutely gut it, simply because he lost it. Blood was flying as Frank ignored everything else, dumping the gutted corpse as he made his way to his boyfriend, heaving the wolf off of the vampire, killing it in the process, and grabbing his boyfriend and throwing him on the roof, knowing even in this weakened state his body was in he could handle it. "You're gonna get it now!" Frank yelled, his voice deep and dark as he slashed at every wolf he could, blood splashing on his face and body as he ran his claws down wolve's pelts. He was pretty sure he had wounded the leader as well.
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ΞΉcΡΡ
nothing good starts in a getaway car
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Post by ΞΉcΡΡ on Aug 1, 2016 0:27:39 GMT -5
Nikolai was grateful for the day off. The case he had just solved had been going on for a long time with no leads until he finally caught a break. It had been a stressful couple of months, and the case had consumed all his time. And so, as he hiked through the trees he felt all the pressure of the past weeks roll off his shoulders. The birds chirped delightfully, cheerful as ever. He wore simple tennis shoes with a pair of khaki shorts and a grey t-shirt. There was nothing around for a few miles, and Nik thought it to be his own little secret spot. That was, until a flash of black adjust the green caught his attention. "What the.." he muttered under his breath, narrowing his striking hazel eyes. He crept slowly over to the direction of the dark object. He blinked in disbelief. It was a woman dressed in a grey dressed made of what appeared to be silk. She also had a shawl made of deep blue material, adorned with gems. The white object he saw was her black lace parasol. Shaking his head, he marched towards her, careful not to trip over any tree roots. "Hey!" His voice echoed, drowning out the birds. "What are you doing out here? Dressed like that?"
It's all good. Just respond when you can c:
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Post by Hollywillow on Aug 1, 2016 0:30:32 GMT -5
Name (First and Last): Axel Beckett Appearance (hair, eyes, skin, etc): Lean, and standing at 6'2, he is often seen as intimidating-and his dark amber eyes add to the intimidation. His black hair is cut short, and his cheekbones are high. He has a fair complexion, which contrasts to his dark hair. Clothing (opt): Mermaid Tail (color, design, etc): His tail is completely and utterly black Age: 25 Gender: Male Do you live mostly on land or underwater?: Underwater Weapons (only 3): He is eqipped with a pair of matching poisonous daggers. Crush/BF/GF/Engaged/Married: N/A Pets: N/A History: Typical life of a merman, with a twist of an evil pair of parents. Other: SINGLE AND READY TO MINGLE GUYS
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2016 0:33:57 GMT -5
Lilith strolled down the street, a wicked smile on her face and black sunglasses perched on her petite nose. Her red heels clicked against the pavement loudly, warning anyone within a twenty foot radius that she was approaching. For the most part, people stayed away from her as if they could sense that something was fundamental wrong about her, but there were always those few that let their curious gaze linger on her for too long. Those the ones that ended up dead somewhere. She smirked and brushed a piece of black hair away from her face. Oh how she loved humans. They were curious beings that didn't knew how to pick up on the subtle hints from their surroundings, making them stupid and gullible. Just the right creatures to have some fun with in her opinion. She was pulled out of her thoughts by a strange aura that she had never felt before. She stopped in the middle of the street, pulling her sunglasses off so she could get a good look. Her eyes turned into a light shade of green as she turned around, trying to pinpoint the being that had such a messed up aura.
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Post by Hollywillow on Aug 1, 2016 0:37:44 GMT -5
Finding the injured animal, Calliope knelt down. She knew this animal was near death, and there was no bringing it back-at least no without using her powers. She had been warned to not disturb the balance of life and death, but she pressed her palms against the animal, murmuring soft foreign words.
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 1, 2016 0:43:24 GMT -5
Lilith strolled down the street, a wicked smile on her face and black sunglasses perched on her petite nose. Her red heels clicked against the pavement loudly, warning anyone within a twenty foot radius that she was approaching. For the most part, people stayed away from her as if they could sense that something was fundamental wrong about her, but there were always those few that let their curious gaze linger on her for too long. Those the ones that ended up dead somewhere. She smirked and brushed a piece of black hair away from her face. Oh how she loved humans. They were curious beings that didn't knew how to pick up on the subtle hints from their surroundings, making them stupid and gullible. Just the right creatures to have some fun with in her opinion. She was pulled out of her thoughts by a strange aura that she had never felt before. She stopped in the middle of the street, pulling her sunglasses off so she could get a good look. Her eyes turned into a light shade of green as she turned around, trying to pinpoint the being that had such a messed up aura. (Why am I fangirling Oh god) Mikey pursed his lips slightly as he felt something else, something other than the other humans, and his ears perked up as he heard the click of heels stop, and he knew something was wrong. He whirled around, one finger on his glasses to keep them from flying off as his eyes darted around, trying to find the cause of the weird feeling in the air. His eyes drifted over to a girl in the middle of the street, and he could instantly tell that was it. He could also tell she was a supernatural creature, as he stared right into her eyes with his own inhuman ones, jaw falling open as he stepped back, his hand flying off of his glasses.
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Post by Hollywillow on Aug 1, 2016 0:44:31 GMT -5
(Fangirl on who/what?)
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Post by πππππ πππππππππ on Aug 1, 2016 0:48:19 GMT -5
{Did I hear gasp Forbidden Romance???} {Curious if I could join maybe? cx}
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 1, 2016 0:48:50 GMT -5
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Post by Hollywillow on Aug 1, 2016 0:49:33 GMT -5
( Azula alright, bye!) ((RIGHT FORBIDDEN ROMANCES Pretty sure you can, just fill in one of the forms)
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Azula
Crown Princess of the Fire Nation
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Post by Azula on Aug 1, 2016 0:49:50 GMT -5
{Did I hear gasp Forbidden Romance???} {Curious if I could join maybe? cx} {**One last post Yes! Sure! c: Feel free to join.}
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ΞΉcΡΡ
nothing good starts in a getaway car
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Post by ΞΉcΡΡ on Aug 1, 2016 0:55:22 GMT -5
Sage stood behind the wooden counter, tying the back of her white apron in a neat bow. The sounds of rain hitting against the cafΓ© windows caused her to lift her head, green eyes vivid. Good thing I missed the rain, she thought, pulling her red locks into a messy bun. Her shift at the cafΓ© had just begun, and it looked like she wasn't going to get much action. Only two people sat at tables, their cups steaming and a menu in their hands. She let out a small sigh, watching the rain pound against the glass. The door bell suddenly let out a merry jingle, and she turned to look at who entered. A man entered, quickly taking a seat by the window. Sage grabbed a notepad and pen before hurrying over to wear he sat down. "Hi," she said, clicking the end of her pen. "What can I get for you today?" She tilted her head slightly, blinking once.
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ΞΉcΡΡ
nothing good starts in a getaway car
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Post by ΞΉcΡΡ on Aug 1, 2016 0:55:55 GMT -5
I'm hitting the hay. Night guys!
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