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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 3, 2016 21:38:13 GMT -5
I like both but the second seems like there is more possibility for statues]
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Post by Nᴇᴠ on Aug 3, 2016 21:47:16 GMT -5
Alrighty! ))
Nubi || 17 || Female || Faunus
Nubi is a petite, curvy young girl, with light brown skin, and wide dark brown eyes. Nubi has fluffy, and veey curly black hair that falls about her face. Being a doe faunus she is unable to hide her soft brown ears that flop ove rher hair. However she usually sucesses in hiding them in the curls. Nubi has a beautiful, round face with freckles over her nose and cheeks. The bottom of her nose is tinged slightly darker than the rest of it and he she has pale, full lips. She has exceptionally long eyelashes and thick eyebrows.
Nubi is a genuinly gentle, and compassionate person. She cares deeply for the feelings of her peers and rarely makes fecisions for groups because of this. She's a kind, trustworthy person to approach if anyone needs a shoulder to cry on, or advice. Nubi doesn't like relationships and often tries to avoid men as much as possible. Frightened by the thought of relationship comittment. She's also a tad bit sensitive and can cry easily if her feelings are hurt.
Faunus are humans who take on physical animal traits, she specifically has advanced hearing and is quick on her ceet, despite her shorter, and her muscular legs. So you could say she is quicker than others her specific height.
Nubi doesn't feel comfortabke talking about her banishment, she hadn't done anythinf wrong..she jist didn't make the cut. Nubi had failed to complete a complex race for the finish amongst her leaner, and faster counterparts. Coming in a unfortunate 8/10, she was deemed unworthy of thr expectations that came with graduating the classes. She sometimes tells herself it wasn't fair. Since she had exceltionally great grades and a positive attitude, one slip up ruined it for her.
Her family and counterparts velonfed to a vast, forested area on enormous mountain surrpunded by smaller, other islands. How such species came to exist there remains a mystery to today's students. Their land is lush and vegetation is sweet and edible. However, Winters are vritally cold and are the highest factor of fatalaties in the tribes.
NotSoNapstablook
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 3, 2016 22:26:13 GMT -5
(You're approved Feather, I'll add you in a second! ^^) (Heya Pete! Before I can approve you, the form needs a little information about the world he comes from. Also, I don't mind if you don't tell the other characters what Mikey's species is, but for character building proposes it might be best to add it.) (SO, all those who are interested in plot, I do have an idea, but it needs a bit of polishing. I could make a planning page or we could discuss as we rp, because I'm itching to go! ^^) (*is embarrassed* I'm so sorry! I'll add it~) |
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Post by Rosestar on Aug 3, 2016 23:07:42 GMT -5
( Nᴇᴠ Approved, I'll add you now!) ( John 3:16 No problem at all, I'll add you then ^^) (We can vote on the plots now, or we can combine the two if we really feel like it. Also, if anyone has any ideas for subplots as well, feel free to share XD) |
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Post by featherleg on Aug 3, 2016 23:09:50 GMT -5
(Maybe just combine the two? If that works??)
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Post by Rosestar on Aug 3, 2016 23:15:33 GMT -5
(So it'd basically look like this then- Introduce a new character who just fell through the portal, who's from a world that works in tandem with Earth. They announce that the Planes of Magic are under attack. They came to build an army and use the magic on Earth to fight back- only just when they're beginning to form a team for the cause, they vanish.)
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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 3, 2016 23:16:16 GMT -5
subplots I can think of involve someone turning to stone cause that's all I can think of. just a bunch of statues even of Artemisia cause she looked in a mirror. but that's my tired thoughts. I might go to sleep soon]
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Post by featherleg on Aug 3, 2016 23:18:54 GMT -5
(Gotcha! Sounds good to me ^^ )
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 3, 2016 23:47:12 GMT -5
(*le me wondering what is going on*)
(Uh, ok, yay a plot)
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Post by Nᴇᴠ on Aug 4, 2016 6:08:29 GMT -5
Thank you! I should be on after Band is over, so around 12:30-1:00 or so!
But I may be dping APUSH homework.
Bottom line, I may bot be AS active the rest of this week, I have band two times a day, and a parade on Saturday. So jus mt vear with me until Monday until I have more time! ^^` But I'll definetely try to make it on once a day. If not even longer
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Post by Rosestar on Aug 5, 2016 16:44:53 GMT -5
Thank you! I should be on after Band is over, so around 12:30-1:00 or so! But I may be dping APUSH homework. Bottom line, I may bot be AS active the rest of this week, I have band two times a day, and a parade on Saturday. So jus mt vear with me until Monday until I have more time! ^^` But I'll definetely try to make it on once a day. If not even longer (Take your time Napsta, I know how band and homework eat up time pfft) |
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Post by featherleg on Aug 6, 2016 18:00:00 GMT -5
(So when should we start?)
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 6, 2016 18:06:40 GMT -5
(Wondering the same thing ^)
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Post by Rosestar on Aug 6, 2016 22:25:25 GMT -5
(Whenever you guys are ready, I am ^^)
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 6, 2016 22:27:19 GMT -5
(I'm as ready as the bass player of mcr (ehe) for this)
(dat reference tho)
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Post by Nᴇᴠ on Aug 7, 2016 10:28:55 GMT -5
Helloo
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Post by Rosestar on Aug 7, 2016 21:40:43 GMT -5
As usual, Iz didn't sleep the night before. It didn't help that there had been an accident a few streets down, so sirens were blaring most of the night. The spells Ms. Merriweather put up kept a lot of things out, but not noise. That was find by Iz. It was almost a comfort to know he wasn't the only one up. Nights back on Nox were productive, but lonesome. Sometimes, he was convinced he could hear the laughter and joy of the Dreamers, just beyond his reach. Here, New York City was literally the city that never slept. It almost was too good to be true. He had been lucky the portal he was pushed through ended up here- there weren't too many others places like this, but one could never be sure.
Surprisingly though, he had missed his usual early breakfast. He had been too busy tinkering with an old radio he picked up from a pawn store a few days ago. That meant he'd have to be in the dining hall the same time as all the other patrons. That hadn't happened in weeks. Self-consciously, he ran a hand through his hair, and stepped out into the hall, dressed in yesterdays clothes and still wearing his slippers. Eh, he'd be fine. It's not like the others would be expecting anything else from him.
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 22:26:15 GMT -5
Mikey swiftly walked through the halls, becoming some of the patron's shadows as he pleased. At least if he were to lose his powers in a month, he might as well have some fun with them. He neared the dining hall, accidentally scaring a couple girls on the way in by emerging from a shadow, a sat down at the farthest table from the entrance, snagging the usually lone table. He grabbed some of his meal, and ate, mostly through his shadows, feeling oddly content as he did so. Memories of his family and the murders have been keepign him restless through this time, and never before has he wanted to kill someone quite like this. But he was oddly not restless and calm, unlike he was just a day ago. He was still sad this happened to him, and he will never see his family again, but he was beginning to get used to this weird place called Earth, and was finally content.
(That took longer than it should have oops)
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Post by featherleg on Aug 8, 2016 0:03:02 GMT -5
For the most part, Celeste found this world cold. Not only because she had never visited or known of it, but the planets atmosphere was much, much colder than that of Firvis. She couldn't sleep because of this. She had found her bed unsettling, cloth of any type was usually used for clothes, not for sleep. Leaves and branches usually helped her sleep peacefully with her wings being her bedsheets. With the sudden loss of her left wing, it caused the situation to worsen. She found herself staying in the garden and outdoor areas of the manor the most as she attempted to stay warm. One thing was certain in her mind: this world was not meant for her kind.
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Post by The Blue Adept on Aug 8, 2016 1:34:20 GMT -5
Out of all of the patrons, Max considered himself to be the most well-adjusted. Perhaps it was because he was no stranger to this planet, or that he'd been there quite a while, but it was obvious now how well he fit in. Though, in reality, he was not proud of this fact. Blending into this foreign place was not worth the price of sacrificing his only connection to his home except for the face he looked at in the mirror every day. But, he pressed on, and lived each day as best as he could under his circumstances. Sunk low in a hoodie at the far end of the mess hall, one hand holding a smartphone and the other holding a half-eaten pear, he looked quite tired. More and more estranged folk were showing up lately, and he wasn't sure how to deal with all these unfamiliar faces and his efforts to befriend all of them were becoming more difficult. Letting out a quiet yawn, he held the pear in his mouth and checked the room for Pokemon.
[ classy post, hey everyone ]
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 8, 2016 2:04:20 GMT -5
(Heyo)
Mikey's pointed ears moved slightly as he heard someone else enter the mess hall who caught his attention, his his shadows looked at him oddly as Mikey glanced around, trying to find the thing that hooked him. His hazel eyes landed on a boy near the entrance of the hall, and he raised his eyebrows slightly at the fact that this was the guy who caught his attnetion. Good job him. He rolled his eyes and looked back over at his meal, sighing as his shadows ate for him.
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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 8, 2016 2:05:02 GMT -5
Artemisia love this world. The mortals had such short lives and so they always seem to be in a rush. It was funny to watch them run around night and day trying to make their short existences meaningful. That where she was actually, looking out a window at the humans wandering the streets unaware of her existence. The two strands of hair that were longer than the rest of her green locks transformed into snakes and hissed, looking out with their green eyes towards the humans. Artemisia's slender hands reached up to pet the snakes and she smiled as they gave her little snake kisses. She nodded at the words only she understood and left the window to get something to feed them. "How about some chicken today?" she asked them as she walked towards the dining hall. "You guys love chicken."
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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 8, 2016 2:05:46 GMT -5
that's all I got for tonight I felt bad disappearing for like two or more days goodnight friends]
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Post by The Blue Adept on Aug 8, 2016 2:08:37 GMT -5
[ yo what up ]
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 8, 2016 2:15:44 GMT -5
(The ceiling)
(Wbu)
(So long and goodnight ghost)
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Post by The Blue Adept on Aug 8, 2016 2:33:15 GMT -5
[ same lol its super late and im barely awake ]
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 8, 2016 2:38:25 GMT -5
(It's like 12:30 here and I have to get up super early (9 lmao) ughy)
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 8, 2016 2:51:27 GMT -5
(And also blue, your charrie is the one Mikey spotted in the mess hall, um so yeah)
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