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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 14, 2016 18:09:09 GMT -5
Yay I can start working on a character for the runaway plot. Any ideas for the Ranger's Apprentice one? I haven't read the books in a little while so I'll have to catch myself up real quick
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 14, 2016 20:31:48 GMT -5
The werewolf one
I can do a ranger or apprentice or really anyone, as long as I can use OCs. I'm good with fantasy world characters.
I'm going to apologize now for being really indecisive
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 15, 2016 5:52:33 GMT -5
Okay, just making sure. I do plan on reading them when I get the chance.
I prefer to play girls since I have a harder time with boys, so the girl for runaway. I can play male side characters if needed, though.
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 15, 2016 8:26:59 GMT -5
Aw xD I read the wiki and it sounds like they get pretty interesting
Okay. I can make a guy for my second RA character and try to pick up any extras we might end up needing for plot
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 15, 2016 11:50:50 GMT -5
Alright! I'll work on mine, but I'm on mobile and kinda busy so it might be a little while
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 16, 2016 12:45:34 GMT -5
W.I.P
Runaway:
Nicolas "Nick" Farrow: Nick is 19 years old, stands around 5'11", and has a well built body. He works out often, which is one way he can keep his extra and nervous energy at bay. His shaggy brown hair reaches past his ears. Dark brown eyes peek under long eyelashes, something he had inherited from his mother. As a wolf, the boy turns into a russet brown wolf with lighter brown eyes. Nick is polite when around others, but he tends to keep to himself whenever he doesn't necessarily have to talk. He's the silent type, but get him started on a topic that he's passionate about, and you'll have a hard time shutting him up.
Ranger's Apprentice:
Matthew Johnston: Matthew stands at 5'7", a little on the taller side for Rangers, but not by much. His hair is black and shaggy since he didn't really like the look of short hair on him. Which means more times than not, he looks like a mess, especially after riding his horse, Prancer (A bay buckskin stallion with four white socks). Underneath his black bangs are his bright, light blue eyes. They're strikingly light compared to his dark hair. His attire is like every other Ranger. He normally wears grey or green tunics, brown pants, his hunting boots, and of course his grey-green cloak. Matthew is a lovable guy. He's lighthearted and adventurous, up for anything so long as it isn't too risky or completely irresponsible. The man is a thinker, preferring to think through problems than solve them with fighting, which is ironic since he's best at archery and knife throwing than in his unseen movement. Matthew started training under his Mentor, Felix, at the age of 15, and has been an apprentice for two years now.
Felix Hepburn:
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 16, 2016 14:57:34 GMT -5
I feel bad asking now, but I think I've bitten off more than I can chew, so do you think we could just do one of the rps? Between the other ones I joined and school starting tomorrow I just don't know that I'll be able to keep up with both as well, especially not enough to get good plots going. I think the Runaway one would be easiest but we can do the RA one if you want. Sorry.
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 18, 2016 17:51:40 GMT -5
I'm really sorry I couldn't decide on a character and forgot. I swear I'll be more active once we actually start rping, I just always procrastinate on descriptions
Amera Asami Sakurai-Desrosiers: Being half Japanese and half French, Amera is pretty petite. She stands at around 5'2" and has small features, with big, brown monolid eyes and light skin. Her dark brown hair is cut off at the high end of her collar bone and frames her face when she doesn't have it pulled up into a bun. Having a more athleasure style, Amera likes to wear baggier shirts and pullovers with rolled up skinny jeans/leggings or short skirts, all with converse lo sneakers. Amera keeps more to herself but couldn't be considered shy, and is very kind and friendly when she does talk to people, doing her best to help. She is a bit of a fireball, however, and is quick to anger, unable to handle criticism or insults. She doesn't let go easily either, of emotions or the people who stick around once she learns to trust them. Her father has been in jail ever since she was a toddler but her mother would never explain why, or let her see him, so she has a deep rooted anger and sense of abandonment.
How should we start?
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 18, 2016 18:47:25 GMT -5
(( Lol I'm glad you understand xD Alright. Nick sounds like a cutie ))
"F***," Amera exclaimed as she climbed out of her car, a small white Mitsubishi, but now with only three working tires. The front right tire must have rolled over an old nail or piece of glass, as it was slowly getting closer to a sad rubber wrapping around the rim than an actual tire. Leaving the door open, the girl hurried around to inspect it, heaving a frustrated sigh when she saw the damage. She really didn't want to call for help, especially to her mom, but who knows how to change a tire anymore? After a few minutes of inspecting the useless wheel and muttering obscenities, Amera stood, shaking down her sleeve and running a hand over her hair with a huff. The warm metal heated her skin as she turned her back and leaned against the side of the car. With a hand on the phone in her pocket, she scanned the area, praying for someone to come along and help her before she had to offer up her pride or money.
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 19, 2016 5:35:56 GMT -5
(( I personally starred that out, not the system. I know the only acceptable words are hell and... Something else ))
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 19, 2016 6:36:56 GMT -5
Amera's attention was drawn to the woods by something large moving through the trees. She was about to dismiss it as a deer until a humanoid figure became clear in the brush, jumping and stepping away as a boy her age stumbled out of the forest. Her eyes widened as she glanced over him, gaze catching on his injury but not making a move to help until she saw what he did next. "...Are you okay?"
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 19, 2016 7:48:04 GMT -5
(Okay, I was jut making sure you knew. I'd hate for you to get banned and not know why. ) The sound of the girl's voice froze Nick in his place. He hadn't expected anyone else to be on the side of the road. Turning his head in the direction of the voice, he spotted the car sitting on the side of the road, and, more importantly, the girl who obviously was the driver. "O-oh, yeah, I fine," Nick said quickly, smiling despite the pain in his shoulder. "Just got a little lost, that's all."
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 19, 2016 17:31:41 GMT -5
"You don't look fine," Amera said, lifting her gaze back to his with a knitted brow. This wasn't what she meant when she prayed for someone to show up, unless the boy had a spare tire hidden behind his back. "I, uh, have a first aid kit in the trunk if you need it."
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 19, 2016 20:50:05 GMT -5
"It's not like I'm going anywhere," Amera said, casting a glance back down at the tire with a frown. "Flat tire. If I patch up your shoulder, you could try to help and call it even."
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 19, 2016 22:46:05 GMT -5
"Good," Amera said with a supressed sigh, turning and walking around to the trunk. She fumbled in her pocket for her keys and hit the button to open it, pushing the lid further when it popped up before reaching in for a decent sized first aid kit. "You can sit on the edge of a seat. I can reach better that way."
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 20, 2016 12:30:42 GMT -5
Amera shut the trunk and cast him a glance, frowning at the amount of blood he revealed. "If your pants aren't dirty it should be fine... As long as you sit on the edge. I don't want to make you sit on the ground," she said. She set the first aid kit on the trunk and opened it up before stepping over, opening the back door for him to sit and the passenger to lean in for a water bottle. "What did you do, anyways? Should I call for help?"
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Post by 🌹 A Rebel Pink Diamond 🌹 on Aug 20, 2016 14:47:53 GMT -5
Amera waited for an answer, shutting the door and stepping around before she noticed he wasn't going to give one. "...Okay," she said, deciding not to press. She screwed off the lid to the bottle. "Can you take your shirt off?"
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