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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 19:59:24 GMT -5
( Maybe she is able to amplify or decrease the hatred people feel towards things and other living beings? She could also maybe sense hatred when it is present, or in high enough levels?
And maybe she finds it easier to work with children of Zeus? )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 19:49:56 GMT -5
( One myth is that she was one of the first goddesses to help Zeus in the fight against the titans! O: She led her children [Nike, Bia, Kratos, and Zelos] into battle herself! ^u^ )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 17:58:43 GMT -5
( It would. :/ She MIGHT be more difficult to cause physical injury to? And be slightly more physically gifted when it comes to athleticism and combat?
Indeed. *nods* )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 17:09:17 GMT -5
( One of her powers could possibly be that she knows when someone breaks a promise they made to her? ouo
That's so cool! You're the first person I've met that knows about POTS beforehand! Ooh, a service dog. That's great for your friend! ^u^ )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 16:54:31 GMT -5
( Oh my goodness, I just noticed the spoonies part of your signature! I'm really familiar with the spoon theory!
I have Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome, and a lot of other people I know with POTS use it to explain how we run out of energy and drive to family members and friends. I've used it a couple of times to explain things as well! O: I never expected to see the theory on Warriors, though! Nice to meet you, fellow spoonie! ^u^ )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 16:47:23 GMT -5
( Gotcha. That happens to me all the time dude, mixing up gods here and there. Adding Jacinta now! ^u^ )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 16:07:43 GMT -5
( Actually, from what I recall, Styx isn't a Protogenoi. o: She's just a goddess/nymph, the daughter of the titan Oceanus and the titaness Tethys. So it works perfectly for her to be from Camp Half-Blood. ^u^ Maybe you're thinking of the primordial goddess of night, Nyx? )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 15:26:23 GMT -5
( Styx? Bless you. )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 15:24:55 GMT -5
( Oooh my dude, I know that feel. Any powers or abilities you have in mind for your characters? )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 13, 2018 15:17:05 GMT -5
( THANK YOU WE CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO JOIN US! IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU! )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 12, 2018 21:45:10 GMT -5
( same oxo )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 11, 2018 13:27:26 GMT -5
( Alrighty. ouo )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 10, 2018 23:09:36 GMT -5
Shephi Ailein ❝ when you've seen so much, you start to bee-lieve in anything. ❞ ─ son of aristaeus ─ Standing across the room from Finnian was a scrawny thirteen year-old standing on his tip-toes as he put away newly-sealed jars of honey up on a shelf, which already held older cans. Their labels, which he and Finni had made together, reflected the faint morning light coming in through the bedroom cabin windows. All over his body were the same kind of buzzing creature that had greeted the son of Hebe, all different kinds, some from different hives. Russian honeybees, Italian honeybees, Carniolian bees, some that weren't even honey bees, you name it!
The boy seemed to be bobbing his head to something. He turned upon hearing his roommate, revealing a pair of pale rainbow colored headphones, one side partially off his right ear so he could hear. He still had a groggy look to his brown and green eyes, but when they landed on Finni, they lit up, and a beaming grin spread across his face. "Good morning, Finni!" he squeaked.
A bee bumped into his cheek before bumbling by.
"Oops. Sorry, Oleander." The son of Aristaeus sucked in his lips, as if a promise not to make whatever mistake the bee had reprimanded him about a second time. He peeked back at his older roomate, a glint of amused mischief in his eyes. "He's still not a morning bee. Woke up on the wrong side of the honeycomb." He stepped away from the shelf that was lined with the honey-filled glass jars and moved over to Finni, any bees that were on the floor fluttering away to make way for him. "How'd you sleep? Did you have sweet dreams?"
A big, fat bumblebee landed against Finni's cheekbone, fluttering its wingtips against a flip of hair there before it lazily flew away.
"Wisteria says good morning." The boy chuckled and pulled his headphones all the way off and down around his neck. More in the light, one could see a bit of etching into the side. Shephi Bedbeddle. "She's tried to go after the Daveed hive's honey this morning. She's been causing trouble ever since I got up, really."
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 10, 2018 15:28:02 GMT -5
( cx )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 10, 2018 9:29:50 GMT -5
( I can't wait to start. cx )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 9, 2018 21:16:37 GMT -5
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 9, 2018 21:13:59 GMT -5
xx a demi-god from the Lotus Hotel stefano akahana - child of Hades / Pluto standing at 6'2" tall is the seventeen year old known as stefano, a child of the god of the underworld, being able to go as a child of hades or a child of pluto, fitting both areas well. he's part german, part japanese and part italian, though he has no accent, living in america for most of his life. stefano has darker tanned skin, having a tall, yet thin frame with a lot of muscle to it. his hair is trimmed nice and short, often slicked back, being a very dark brown, nearly black color. his right eye is a bright and beautiful blue, but his left eye is a bright golden colored brown. he is blind in his right eye, having three claw-like scars running down from his eye to his cheek, the middle one being the longest.
━ look's like the curtain's calling ━
xx a demi-god from Camp Half-Blood Morgan Koizumi - child of [ Athena ] Morgan is a seventeen-year-old girl that stands at 5’5”. Thanks to all her training she has a toned body. She has soft and lightly tanned skin, with no visible blemishes. She’s obviously of Asian decent, with a bit of Mediterranean in her. Her eyes and hair are very different though. Her eyes are a shining gold and she lacks the epicanthic fold. While the natural color of her hair is grey, and falls to about her mid-back. It’s like the normal looks of Athena’s children were swapped with her. She doesn’t like her gray hair all that much though, and keeps it dyed a bright pink instead. She usually keeps her bright hair up in a ponytail when she’s busy. She also wears glasses when she’s working or reading, which means she’s only not wearing them when she’s fighting or sleeping. She was raised in Japan by her grandparents, since her father wasn’t around much, but she doesn’t have much of an accent left over thanks to the time she’s spent in America. She’s fluent in Greek, Japanese, and English thanks to this though. She also designed her own, personal weapons to use in fights, though she’s never been on a quest so she’s never really had to use them before.
━ you got caught out ━
xx a demi-god from Camp Jupiter Crystal O’Connel - child of Jupiter Crystal is a nineteen-year-old girl that stands at 6’1”. She’s at a height that is taller than most people, with a well muscled and toned body. She has slightly pale skin with a small splash of freckles over her nose thanks to her Irish heritage, but the black hair and electric blue eyes of the godly half. Her hair falls to her neck, though she keeps it up in a wild ponytail. Her bangs are also long and fall over the right side of her face past her chin. She is battle hardened, and sports many scars all over her body. The most prominent are a pair of them on her left cheek. One starts right near her left eye and moves down to her chin. The other starts by her nose and moves towards the back of her jaw. They are two separate scars that happen to form an X, and they were received at different times. She was born in Boston, but raised in a traditional Irish home. So she does speak with a bit of an Irish accent. She is a centurion that has received many gifts from the gods for her service, including: a set of armor from Vulcan, a shield from Minerva, and a javelin from her father, Jupiter.
━ you're never going to get away ━
xx a demi-god from Camp Golden Age anatoly luthais blayke - child of Phanes Anatoly is a young sixteen year-old that stands at the average height of 5'4" feet tall, leaning more towards the short side. He has creamy pale skin, and a more slim physique, though constant training to become stronger and more powerful has made him toned and given him a respectful amount of muscle. He has long and silky hair that is a very dark black, the color of obsidian or ebony. It is usually partially brushed back except for his wavy bangs that fall into and curve around his face. His eyes are an abnormal color for a mortal; they are a very rich, pale golden, with faintly lighter and darker hues here and there. Starting at the bottom of his neck and going down his back and shoulder blades are golden marks against his skin that look like holographic tattoos. In reality, these marks are natural, with more and more appearing the older he gets. The marks are shaped like feathers, and are more prominent near the backs of his arms and around his shoulder blades. He has pierced ears and usually has feather earrings on.
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 9, 2018 21:11:08 GMT -5
hi! hello! we are meteorstar and spottedrain, (who goes by cosmic)! this is a role-play that's by not only one person, but the both of us! we've decided to make a small group pjo role-play and to be fully honest, it was made just so cosmic could make one of her characters actually exist without a major conflict in a flaw of his personality. anyways! it's about three camps, a roman camp, a greek camp and a titan camp that are having major issues getting along. so there's a prophecy and they have to find someone and all that. because, uh, kids are being killed and not by monsters. its all being done by one individual who might be a monster? a god or goddess? a demigod? a human? a titan? who knows man, no one does. so one person from each camp has to go find a guy from the lotus hotel and then try to find this 'golden demon' before too much happens WHILE trying to keep all three camps from killing each other. sound fun? cool! ━ look's like the curtain's calling ━
character name - child of [ parent ] a small little bit about your character here, including their age, height, gender, race and all that. mostly their looks and maybe hints to their personality, but nothing too much. also, make sure to get a face-claim for your character! i would prefer more realistic art pieces as face-claims, but anime is acceptable. just try to not make any characters that are canon from the pjo universe, that's no fun. honestly just rambling on stuff to make this form look more filled out and show you what it'll look like.
.screen name ━ you got caught out ━
i. please follow the forum rules! everyone joined this site to role-play and have fun with it, yeah, but we made accounts for this so we have to follow the rules to it too. [ why did ] otherwise this role-play could be removed or a member be banned and like... we really don't want that.
ii. in-between semi-advanced and advanced this role-play won't have advanced rates of posts, meaning you aren't expected to go beyond five paragraphs per character, per post, but this also isn't a two paragraph minimum role-play. we'll go in-between and say that, with proper spelling and grammar, you should do about three paragraphs per character, per post.
iii. please be active! this is a small group, a very small group role-play! so we ask that you be active. real life is a thing, stuff happens, we know. just give us a heads up, though. try to be on about three times, four times a week if you can. [ i have ] if you just join and never come back or claim a spot and disappear for like five days, i don't believe you'll be able to be active enough to be a part of this, sorry.
iv. you can only have one main character for a majority of the role-play, there will only be four characters that will be a major part of the plot. and for this, only one person can have one of the main characters. which means only two other people can join this role-play. you can have side characters, sure! but you cannot have more than one main character. until later. but that's at a later point in time and we'll explain once we get there.
v. standards when making your character please don't make them overly perfect, overly powered or anything like that. this is in the percy jackson universe, yes, but even gods and demigods have their limits! [ to ] you really shouldn't make more than one Big Three character, as well. i would really like to keep it to a bare minimum of maybe two, including side characters. also, you cannot have canon characters interact with this. yes, percy existed, no, you may not have his grand-daughter or something like that. no one is related to a canon character.
vi. don't alter the plot everyone will eventually get their time to shine and all that. you might have cool ideas and nice things to do between your characters, but please. do not take away from the plot. there is one character here. one character that is the golden demon. and that person will be told of that, when they join. they will be told that they will have the golden demon as one of their characters. only meteor and that person will know who it is. [ do ] no one else. so don't make your character steal his spot-light. because as much as we'd love to have you and your characters around, if you make him mad and take away from his plot, he'll come hunting for his next artwork pieces.
vii. golden demon one of the people will be told that they will have the golden demon as their character to use. they can make him a side character or one of the main four in the plot. but no one will know, it will stay between meteor and that person. it will not be revealed, either, until we get a bit down the plot-line. there are four prophecies and it'll be a while until we know who it is. so please don't join as the golden demon, thanks.
viii. role-playing standards you should know the drill. no god-modding, no power-playing and keeping it PG13 and all that. we don't want overly powered characters that never get hurt and we don't want anyone using anyone else's character without permission. keep it appropriate, please and thank you.
ix. golden theme there is a golden theme with this role-play. and as to make sure that everyone has a golden thing about them, i want every character that is made to have one golden thing about them. maybe a golden hue to their eyes, a golden hair color, a special golden necklace that they never take off. [ this ? ] something golden about them, so that whoever this golden demon is, that anyone could be him. well, we know he's male. but the characters don't. so in their minds, anyone could be the golden demon. let's keep it that way.
x. fun remember to have one! also, one more thing. make sure that you put something in your joining form, when you do join. or somewhere on your joining post. just to let us know you're paying attention to what we're saying here. put the code all at the bottom or top of your joining form.
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 3, 2018 12:11:05 GMT -5
( Take your time and get some rest! ouo )
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Post by Meteorstar on Aug 3, 2018 12:10:45 GMT -5
( Take your time! Good luck with the job search! )
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 30, 2018 15:39:49 GMT -5
( I've just been waiting for the totem you mentioned. oxo )
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 28, 2018 13:59:57 GMT -5
Rune Ronan Rune couldn't help but grin at Afton's huff, lips curling up at the sides, a bit of his fangs showing. He listened to Afton's soft griping about how the elevators should be brought up to code, taking a few bites of his soup as they waited. "Speed isn't the only issue, I'm sure," he mused, head tilting as he watched the numbers go down. "I can't even imagine the kinds of monsters the thing has been witness to. The damage its gotten over time."
Rune had to admit he was surprised about this information on shapeshifters, though it made perfect sense. Some forms wouldn't be able to handle the medicine, he was sure, while size and body proportion also played a part. Something that would work on a human would be too much for something like a rabbit, or be too little for a horse or larger. "I see. I didn't know that before, no." He shook his head. "You and your brother are the first 'true' shapeshifters I ever met; everything I know about shapeshifters, I've learned from the two of you.
At Afton's question, he frowned in thought. "No, actually," he murmured softly. "This is going to be the first time ever that I see either of you ill." His eyes stretched wide, suddenly worried more than he had been before. He barely noticed when the elevator finally arrived on their floor, and the doors slowly slid open. "I'll be quiet like you said, but. . . is there anything else I need to know? Anything I should do?"
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 27, 2018 17:32:30 GMT -5
Rune Ronan After the comment Afton made about being able to carry it on his own, Rune continued to watch the bowls in his hands for just a second before nodding. "If you say so."
As Afton left the room, Rune blinked and hurried after him, padding quietly behind him. He, too, had noticed the apartments weren't as loud as they commonly were. To be honest, he liked it. When he had been growing up in the deep, dark depths of the ocean, there had been little noise except for the calls his group had made to each other within the waves, or the thudding that happened when creatures ran into each other. He had grown up with so little sound that, when he had made his way onto land and learned about it, the loud city sounds had almost been overwhelming.
"Yessir. I shall do my best." Rune lifted his head and gave a fake salute. "Should we have brought. . . err, fever reducer?" His eyebrows knit together.
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 26, 2018 13:08:35 GMT -5
Rune Ronan Rune frowned, sitting to attention a bit. "I hope its nothing too serious." He figured that if it was, Afton wouldn't have left his side long enough to make breakfast - or, well, brunch. He would have waited until Ashton was able to actually stomach anything. "If you need any help tending to him, let me know? Please?"
Rune's smile returned a bit when Afton made the comment about putting a belled collar on Tertius. "That'd really be something, wouldn't it? A huge, menacing beast of death of destruction. . . jingling his way throughout the apartments, going on his merry way." He tried to hold back a laugh, though a bit escaped, resulting in a soft snort. He covered his mouth, trying not to snicker any further. "What a sight that'd be."
Watching the shapeshifter move back to the stove, Rune caught himself licking his lips, feeling his fangs peeking out once again. It smelled sooo good. When Afton handed him the bowl, he took it carefully, not wanting to tip it any one way and end up burning the other male. "Thank you; it smells fantastic." It was Afton's comment that caught him off guard, his dark cheeks dusting over with an even darker flush. He recovered quickly, though, and leaned towards Afton a bit to where they were almost nose-to-nose, eyes going half-lidded. "Well, that's too bad. Let me know if you change your mind."
And just like that, he was right back out of Afton's personal space, not wanting to push him too much. "I will most definitely be careful." He grabbed a spoon so he could start to dig in, humming happily, blowing on a spoonful of soup before taking the bite. Shivering, he let out a pleased noise and readied another bite. "This is the best soup I've ever had, Aft." He paused again, blinking up at Afton thoughtfully. "Would you like help taking Ashton's bowl up to him? I'm sure it'll be tough carrying it without spilling it."
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 25, 2018 13:12:50 GMT -5
Rune Ronan Rune flashed him an apologetic smile. "My apologies," he hummed, stepping further into the kitchen and closer to the shapeshifter who wore his sealskin like it had always belonged to him. "I kept having nightmares. . . and finally got some peaceful rest some time around. . . oh, six in the morning?" He leaned against the counter beside where Afton sat, laying his arm across the cool countertop to be in a more relaxed position. "I would have been here a few minutes ago, but. . ." His smile faltered before becoming bigger than before. Almost forced. "I met Tertius in the hall, and we spoke for a little bit."
He hadn't ever openly admitted to the shapeshifter the terror he had for the three-headed hellbeast. It'd be like admitting a weakness, and he was already rather defenseless when it came to the shapeshifter. However, he figured saying it out loud wasn't needed. Anyone would likely be able to tell how uneasy he became when Tertius passed by, or even at the mere mention. Afton likely knew by now how Rune felt about their superior.
Rune tilted his head as Afton moved to the fridge and got out more ingredients - the same he was already using in the current cooking meal, he realized - and listened to what his companion had to say. A pleased feeling fluttering in his chest, Rune offered Afton a sweet smile when the shapeshifter turned back to face him. "I owe you one, Aft. Thank you for taking such good care of me." He watched with amusement as Afton hopped back up on the counter, eyes flicking towards his sealskin for a moment before returning to Afton's face. He's taking care of it.
If it had been anyone other than Afton - except, perhaps, Ashton - Rune would have already tried to fight for his coat back. But, strangely enough, he didn't. . . feel the need to. Seeing it across Afton's shoulders seemed almost as natural as the feeling of wearing it himself.
It is now that Rune scanned the rest of the kitchen. No-one else was in there, and from a quick sniff, he could tell it had been a good few minutes since anyone except Afton had. So where was. . .? "Where is your brother?" he asked, head tilting, voice both curious and concerned. The twins were usually joined at the hip together, and even when they weren't, they were usually at least kept relatively close. While he could smell the scent of Ashton on Afton, he couldn't sense the younger twin nearby whatsoever.
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 24, 2018 23:03:06 GMT -5
Rune Ronan - (Tetrius)
"It is not like you to oversleep."
Rune practically fell down the stairs as he heard the otherworldly voice inside his head. A sharp chill going down his spine and raising the hairs on the back of his neck and along his arms, he whipped around in the direction the voice had come from. ...or rather, where the voice had been projected from? He still had no idea how it worked. He hadn't been here long enough to be used to it. He probably never would be.
Three sets of blazing ember eyes bore down at him calmly from the top step from the floor above, where Rune had just come from. Rune hadn't seen the dog anywhere nearby when he had started down the steps. . . how had the hellhound gotten there so fast? How hadn't he heard the massive beast move? Even for a monster, it just seemed so unnatural, unnerving, to the Selkie. The middle head opened its maw, and Rune heard it's voice - voices? - enter his mind once more, soft but a heavy weight pressing through his thoughts. "You're supposed to be an early bird. . . aren't you, captive?"
"Yeah, usually." Rune found it difficult to hide how his fangs had elongated from the initial shock the hellhound had given him, the danger he felt even when the beast was as peaceful as could be. However, Tertius didn't seem to notice, and even if he did, he probably didn't care. It wasn't like Rune was going to attack. . . or if he'd be a threat even if he was. "I had a really long night. Nightmares. Slept in too late."
The middle head of the dog tilted its head out of curiosity. The one on the right opened its mouth then, and the voice in his head picked back up. "You probably missed breakfast then. Your owner passed by not too long ago. . . I think he went to the kitchen. Maybe he is preparing something to eat?"
Rune blinked and peered down the rest of the steps. Yes. . . in the direction of the kitchen, he could definitely smell something. Fish? His fangs seemed to lengthen even more, and he caught himself drawing his tongue over them in thought. "Ah. . . thank. . . you, Tertius. I think I'll go and-" He looked back at Tertius, only to find the three-headed hellhound inches from his face. He slipped down a step, eyes big, as the dog merely stepped over him and passed the Selkie by completely, its long, serpent-like tail flicking ever so gently against the Selkie's side. ". . .j-join him," Rune finished his sentence with a rasp.
"Enjoy the meal," was all he heard from the dog before it slipped around a corner and out of sight.
Rune wouldn't have been ashamed to admit it took him a solid three minutes to just sit and catch his breath. Every time he met Tertius, it felt like he was staring into the eyes of death itself. Which. . . he figured was accurate, seeing as Tertius was the descendant of Cerberus. He'd been told he'd get used to it, but if anything, his reactions got worse every time. Like prey certain a predator had seen it, and was waiting for the inevitable.
If it was any other situation, he may have retreated right back to his room and slipped down into his tank, where he was safe. . . or at least felt like it. Would anyone have even blamed him? But he could smell the tantalizing scent of fish downstairs, and the chance to hang out with Ashton lured him down the stairs.
It didn't take him long to reach the kitchen entryway. Familiar music emanated from the opening, getting an amused smile to spread across Rune's paled face, the tune helping his stuttering heart calm. Now that he was here, he could recognize two other scents.
The scent of a shapeshifter, and the scent of Rune's seal skin spread across his shoulders. You ARE here.
After waiting a moment, wanting to enter the room at the right time - a certain moment playing in the song - he slipped quietly inside, as if on cue. "Let the wind carry us, through the clouds, hurry up. Alright~"
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 24, 2018 20:48:12 GMT -5
• CHARACTER NAME age || gender || monster 2-5 sentences on looks. 2-5 sentences on personality.
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━ ⋆ BASIC INFO ↬
full name name: alias: nationality: race: age: pronouns: gender: species: height: orientation: relationship status: alignment: zodiac: nicknames: face-claims: x - x - x - x level: room-mate: ━ ⋆ INTERESTS + PHOBIAS ↬
likes: dislikes: fears: dreams: ━ ⋆ HEADCANONS ↬
✦ head-canon here ✦ head-canon here ✦ head-canon here ━ ⋆ ABOUT ↬
[ about human looks ] [ about true/monster looks ] [ about personality ] ━ ⋆ POWERS + ABILITIES ↬
POWER / ABILITY -- about it here POWER / ABILITY -- about it here ━ ⋆ WEAKNESSES ↬
WEAKNESS -- about it here WEAKNESS -- about it here
x - x - x - x
THE APARTMENT ♚ — description of the entire apartment in basics.
LIVING ROOM -- about the living room BATHROOM -- about the bathroom CLOSET -- about the closet NAME'S BEDROOM -- about the bedroom ROOM - literally put about any room that might be in the apartment
@.screen name
• RUNE RONAN age || male || selkie Rune stands at the rather average height of 168.2 centimeters, leaning slightly more towards the taller side, with a light skin tone of warm olive, which easily tans to a darker light brown if he spends any amount of time outside in the sun. Several dark freckles, both thick and thin, are splashed across his face and shoulders, as well as down his arms and against his neck and chest in lighter amounts, with a few single ones scattered throughout the rest of his fit, yet lean, body. His hair, usually up in some form of beanie or cap, reaches down to mid-neck in length in the back, is long enough to curl against his lower jaw at the sides, and long enough to cover his eyes in uneven bangs in the front, that are usually pulled back. It is a very dark mahogany brown in color, looking more reddish whenever the light hits it just right. He has very pale greenish-blue eyes that stand out behind his dark hair and against his warm skin, with golden-hazel central heterochromia encircling his pupils. Rune is still getting used to being kept in the apartments, and is distrustful of most of the residents, so he seems standoffish and distant most of the time. When one gets to know him, they'll see the cool, calm, and welcoming personality that truly lies underneath. He's intelligent and cunning, and has a mischievous streak.
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━ ⋆ BASIC INFO ↬
full name name: Rune Oskar Ronan alias: nationality: When the time came for Rune to be born, his parents were near the Orkney Islands in Scotland, where the North Sea and the Atlantic Ocean meet. Other than this, Rune's family never had true citizenship in any country or nation, mostly keeping to the deep sea as Rune grew, rarely leaving the safety of the waves. race: [Unknown] age: pronouns: He/him/his gender: Male species: Selkie height: Rune stands at the rather average height of 168.2 centimeters, leaning slightly more towards the taller side. orientation: Homosexual relationship status: Single alignment: zodiac: Capricorn - (Chinese Zodiac here) - Native American: Goose nicknames: Rue, Hotdog face-claims: x - x - x - x level: room-mate: none so far, open for anyone, preferably water-based monster
━ ⋆ INTERESTS + PHOBIAS ↬
likes: dislikes: fears: dreams: ━ ⋆ HEADCANONS ↬
✦ head-canon here ✦ head-canon here ✦ head-canon here ━ ⋆ ABOUT ↬
[ about human looks ] [ about true/monster looks ] [ about personality ] ━ ⋆ POWERS + ABILITIES ↬
POWER / ABILITY -- about it here POWER / ABILITY -- about it here ━ ⋆ WEAKNESSES ↬
WEAKNESS -- about it here WEAKNESS -- about it here
x - x - x - x
THE APARTMENT ♚ — description of the entire apartment in basics.
LIVING ROOM -- about the living room BATHROOM -- about the bathroom CLOSET -- about the closet NAME'S BEDROOM -- about the bedroom ROOM - literally put about any room that might be in the apartment
@.screen name
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 23, 2018 20:40:01 GMT -5
( I hope it goes decent today as well, and even better! ouo )
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 23, 2018 14:31:32 GMT -5
( Okie-dokie! O:
Hi Lem! How are you? )
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Post by Meteorstar on Jul 21, 2018 14:03:42 GMT -5
( D: Now that part, I hate to hear. I wish work went better for you, dude. *paps* It must have made the hangout that much better, though. ouo )
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