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Post by Larksplash on Aug 23, 2016 22:42:45 GMT -5
{ Sound good! }
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 23, 2016 22:51:21 GMT -5
Alright, I can post a starter if you want.)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 24, 2016 11:02:51 GMT -5
{ That would be great! Sorry I had fallen asleep btw }
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 24, 2016 13:08:05 GMT -5
bump
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 24, 2016 14:56:43 GMT -5
Ok cool. I'm absolutely to go on my shift at work so I might be a little rushed.)
Mika had watched the house for what felt like hours. Perhaps it wasn't as long, but long enough that he determined no one was using it. Humans returned to their homes at this hour, at least from what he had observed so far.
He kept on hand fixed over his right eye as he approached the house, where red warmth still seeped between his fingers. The pain from the wound was dizzying, but he managed to stay upright as he fastened his hand in the doorknob and pushed.
Locked. No matter. He couldn't cast Fae magic like most others of his kind, but he knew of other ways into the building. He moved around to the window, giving a small push on each one until it gave way and he let himself inside, closing the window behind him.
He was surprised to find an abandon building so furnished. But he couldn't mind that now. Where did humans keep their medicine? In the bathrooms right? He started opening doors, hoping to find the tiled room he'd learned was called the bathroom. It really should be called a water room since from the sound of it, that's where humans got their water.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Aug 24, 2016 20:06:00 GMT -5
(Okay. Should I make my character or do you want to set up a plot first?)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 24, 2016 20:45:30 GMT -5
(I have a plot if you want to hear.)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 24, 2016 22:41:33 GMT -5
{ Valk, should my character be returning from a trip? and they could be older like in there 20's so that my character could have a job that way it would give a chance for lots of things to happen like explain weird things and Mika popping up at their work from time to time? }
{ Fire, both sounds good. Plot and character. I would at least like to know their name }
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 24, 2016 22:43:24 GMT -5
(I have a plot if you want to hear.) { Lay it on me ! }
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 24, 2016 22:49:41 GMT -5
(Really, there's a lot that could keep your character from being at home. Movie, out to dinner, work, vacation, anything. With his injury, he would have only watched the house for an hour or two before going for it. Yes, Mika's an older character, 22-24ish)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 25, 2016 0:12:28 GMT -5
(Okay, so a plot I was thinking of for a while. In short, one of our characters is a human, when one day when they were walking in the forest or something, they come across a creature from another dimension (Or somewhere else) who has features of an animal or mythical creature, and the government somehow finds out about it, so they sort of have to stay on the run to avoid capture, but seeing as the creature doesn't exactly look human it's harder to do that? I thought of this for posing in Gmod, so I don't know how it would work as a plot tbh.)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 11:44:27 GMT -5
{ Alright, I was just making sure Valk! }
Dragon, maybe they could be a shift caught and one of our characters free them and they shift into a human and thank them and now they are forever in their debt so they follow them around. Then maybe the Secrete Service breaks in and the shift kicks butt and they are on the run and come across trouble here and there? }
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 25, 2016 12:09:31 GMT -5
Alright, I'm at a friends house so I can't rp now)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 12:11:01 GMT -5
It was a late night at the hospital which kept here there most of the night. Oat sighed as she ripped the blue gloves from her hands tossing them into the trash can. She gave a passing nurse a smile before picking up her purse and keys. Heading over to a little machine on the wall, she pulled her ID out and scanned it as she clocked out. Her wavy dirty blonde hair was pulled up in a bun to keep it out of her face as she worked. She was nurse so long wavy hair couldn't get in her way. Heading outside, she clicked the unlock button to her car. Opening the door, she climbed inside and started the car.
-- Time skip to the house --
Pulling into her drive way, Oat gathered her thing in her hands and opened the car door stepping out. Oat only stood at 5'5 and her frame was slightly above average giving her a little chub, which was nice, soft, and squishy.
{ Its really hard to get a visually of her but she like that cute kinda chubby and makes you wanna use the person as a pillow <3 }
Pulling out her keys, she unlocked the door and step inside. Setting her keys in bowl, she set her bags down and gave a sigh adjusting her scrubs. Looking up, she saw her bathroom light was on. Panic gripped her as she moved toward the bathroom. Fumbling with her small can of pepper spray she inched toward the bathroom as she heard bottles of pills being nocked down from their place in the cabinet mirror. " W-W-Who's th-there?" she called out.
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 12:59:53 GMT -5
{ That's fine! }
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 25, 2016 13:34:58 GMT -5
(Thanks. I'm home now, but i'm gonna be working on homework.)
Mika heard the door and slight movements following and he froze. His heart began to race until all he could hear was his own pulse in his ears, the bleeding picking up a bit as result. He turned, looking for any place to exit through or hide, but he found nothing.
Whoever owned the house, a woman by the sound of her voice spoke. She sounded nervous too, but that didn't calm him any. She was human, and from what he'd learned, they could be very territorial. The first thing he could think to do was to go for the door. He jumped forward, slamming the door with his shoulder and fastening his free hand to keep the knob from begin turned. He noticed the lock and turned it, but he still kept his shoulder against the door. Aside from keeping himself upright, he was still afraid she'd find a way in and open the door if he let it go.
He couldn't find any words to answer her question. Nothing came to him. His hand went to the pelt wrapped tight around his shoulders, clutching it tightly as he tried to think of a way out of this.
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -5
{ That's alright. I'm doing school work lol }
The woman is scrubs let out a high pitch yelp as the door slammed shut when she called out. Jumping back, she clutching the pepper spray. Her mouth went dry and she swallowed the dryness as best as she could. Stepping around faced the bathroom door. "C-Come out!" she demanded. She tried to keep her voice from shaking and to keep it firm. Inside she was terrified, she had never had to deal with someone breaking into her home before and them still being here. "Just take wh-what you want and-and leave!"
Oat took a deep breath before looking around the house. Everything was still in place as far as she could see. Either this person was a really bad robber, or they just got here. The dirty blonde woman sighed in relief as she noticed everything was still here.
Turning back her attention to the door she heard the click of the lock. Drats, she thought. The person just locked their selves in her bathroom. Biting her lip, she thought of something different
"Are you hungry? I can make you some food?" she asked loud enough for them to hear her.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 25, 2016 15:45:06 GMT -5
Mika hesitated at that. She didn't sound angry, but he knew he couldn't trust her offer. If he hadn't been caught in a situation like this, he really would have been much more... well, naïve would be accurate... He needed to think of something to reply with, and quickly. She was jumping between solutions fairly quickly. Either she was smarter and a faster thinker than he, or she was afraid really just wanted him gone with any ideas that came to mind. Maybe both?
To be fair, he really didn't want to be here either. Even if the ocean was in walking distance, he couldn't smell the safety of the saltwater from here, nor could he easily retreat to the water. Partially why he was out here. The sharks in the area might not recognize human blood, but seal or selkie blood was usually enough to bait an attack. He couldn't risk it. He probably wouldn't even see the attack coming with the state he was in.
He opened his mouth, trying to give something of an answer. They were both afraid in this situation, and he needed to make it clear he wasn't here to hurt anyone. Another pause before the words shakily came out. "I'm sorry... I needed... I can't-" He stopped as another wave of numbing dizziness passed over him and he had to put more of his weight against the door. "I can't stay awake..."
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 16:01:41 GMT -5
Oat was confused at it words. He was sorry, and he needed... Needed what? She held her breath as she heard the door creak under more weight. Looking to the floor, she could see droplets of blood that led toward the bathroom. He's bleeding.
She moved closer to the door knocking lightly, "Hey, you're bleeding. I-I'm a nurse. I can help you." She shoved her pepper spray into her scrub pocket. "You need to unlock the door so I can help you sir." Oat had already been kicked into nurse mood and was tying to figure out how to get the man to unlock the door.
"Under the sink is a first aid kit. You need to get that, find non-adhesive cloth and apply pressure to your wound," she spoke hoping he had not already past out.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 25, 2016 16:15:29 GMT -5
{ Alright, I was just making sure Valk! } Dragon, maybe they could be a shift caught and one of our characters free them and they shift into a human and thank them and now they are forever in their debt so they follow them around. Then maybe the Secrete Service breaks in and the shift kicks butt and they are on the run and come across trouble here and there? } (I like the idea of breaking out the shift, but instead of it always bering in the human's debt, they just start running immediately from the government. In that case, I was also thinking the human (Me if possible?) worker's for the government, and that's how he go to break her out? )
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 25, 2016 16:50:36 GMT -5
(Sorry, browser crashed)
Mika couldn't stop himself from shaking as she spoke. She knew. He must have left a trail or smears on the door. He looked back at the sink when she mentioned the bandages were there but he didn't move away from the door. He was still afraid of opening it. What if she was lying or if she changed her mind? She could attack, or he was weakened enough it wouldn't be hard to take his pelt from him... He'd be stranded without it...
Again, he was left without words. He was stuck between bleeding out in a small room, or putting himself at the mercy of a stranger. He let go of the pelt slowly and placed his hand on the doorknob.
"I..." He paused as his head continued to spin. "Don't tell anyone... Please..." He mumbled as he unlocked the door and moved back. Once his own two feet were all that was supporting him, his knees buckled and he went down. He was still awake, barely, and his hand went back to gripping his pelt. The fear of losing his pelt was more foreboding than dying.
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 18:43:57 GMT -5
{ Alright, I was just making sure Valk! } Dragon, maybe they could be a shift caught and one of our characters free them and they shift into a human and thank them and now they are forever in their debt so they follow them around. Then maybe the Secrete Service breaks in and the shift kicks butt and they are on the run and come across trouble here and there? } (I like the idea of breaking out the shift, but instead of it always bering in the human's debt, they just start running immediately from the government. In that case, I was also thinking the human (Me if possible?) worker's for the government, and that's how he go to break her out? ) { Alright. shifter* sorry. And that sounds fine, maybe your character calls it in and when they come to scoop it up they try to kill your character as well so that kinda turns them rouge and then they run? }
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 25, 2016 18:52:50 GMT -5
(Yes, sounds great! Because of the first fight, I'll make my character semi good at martial arts so he can get them away long enough to break out your character.XD Also, is your character Male or Female, I'm making mine Male.)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 18:58:25 GMT -5
Hearing the door unlock, she hesitated before opening it. Gripping the door knob she fumbled slightly with it. Who was going to be on the inside is what scared her the most. Hearing his small plead not to tell, her heart began to be torn. Still standing outside the bathroom, she snapped out of it once she heard the crash of what sounded like a body falling. "I'm coming in," she said turning the knob and opening the door slowly.
(I'm guessing he's unclothed due to being delivered from the oceans)
Her mouth going dry again as she stared at the threadbare man. Clearing her throat, she moved into the bathroom and to the sink counter. Opening it, she pulled out her first aid kit. " Where are you hurt?" she asked as she bent down next to him.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Aug 25, 2016 19:00:20 GMT -5
(sorry for the poof... I had football)
||John Schwartz||23 years old(I can change it if need be)||Male||John is a short, muscular man with short brown hair and blue eyes. He normally wears jeans and a T-shirt.||John is kind and clever, using his quick thinking to help people in need, whether it's another conduit or a gang of thugs. He's always ready to lend a hand to those less fortunate than him and only uses his conduit powers to help others, rather than personal gain.||John was born and raised in Denver, Colorado. when he was 18, he moved to (insert city here) for college. When he was 21, he started showing signs of a conduit. He didn't realize he was a conduit until he was caught in the crosshairs of a school shooter and survived three shots to the chest, able to get up and walk away before the officials even arrived. although few know his identity, he helps out the police and civilians by taking out gangs and drug dealers. ||Ability to control smoke/fire||firestar2424
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 19:03:47 GMT -5
(Yes, sounds great! Because of the first fight, I'll make my character semi good at martial arts so he can get them away long enough to break out your character.XD Also, is your character Male or Female, I'm making mine Male.) { Well, do you wanna do a romance type thing. Maybe they keep saving each other and end up inlove ?? } { And I was thinking that in form, instead of looking 100% human my character could have markings ike have you ever seen the movie avatar? Like their blue markings on pale white so that it sticks out more? I thought i'd be cool }
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 19:10:04 GMT -5
{ Fire --
Helena Smith | 22 | She stands around 5'6 , with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. Has a few freckles on her face, has a scar that starts at the end of her left eyebrow and ends under her eye. | ( not much for personality, i'd rather roleplay and give off how she is ) }
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 25, 2016 19:24:36 GMT -5
(He has a set of very old clothes he hides nearby for when he's in human form, though they'd be caked in sand and salt. More for the sake of not getting chased out of areas where humans are than anything else, though in his rush he might have not bothered with the shirt.)
Mika flinched a little at the sound of the door opening, again looking for someplace to hide himself or at least move something between them. He was truly too tired to do much else than search. If he'd seen something that could have been useful, he wouldn't have had the energy to go for it.
He watched her cautiously as she entered the bathroom, still trying to scoot himself back away from her. His hand slowly came down from his eye, now fixing both hands on the edge of the pelt. After keeping his hand in place for so long, the blood had coated farther than the injury itself reached, though the gash was still a worrying one. It started from the side of his nose and crossed over his eye, ending near the base of his ear. It ran deep, though the blood had carried out most of the sand and any other irritants. What worried him was his vision. He couldn't see anything but a thick red haze through the damaged eye. He'd been sure he could have stopped the bleeding if he could have found the supplies on his own, but something like this... he had no idea how to fix an eye.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 25, 2016 21:18:25 GMT -5
(Yeah sure, that'd be cool. And definitely, when I was modelling this in Gmod, I used the Khajiit from Skyrim. I suppose the less human looking the better?)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 21:20:48 GMT -5
{ Oh, well pretend I said his raggedy clothes. }
Oat looked at the poor man before her. Quickly she unzipped the first aid and quickly pulled out some bandages. "You need to hold still mister. I'm not gonna hurt you , you're hurting yourself more by trying to get away. I am trained to deal with injuries and sickness, not cause them," she gave him a stern look to show she was being very serious.
{ Sorry it's short, I am very tired. }
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