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Post by Melodi on Dec 1, 2016 1:10:09 GMT -5
Ausaka frowned as Allicere stormed into her room. 'What happened?'
'Why are you in my room?'
'No reason.' Ausaka picked a circular photo frame with a silver-haired girl up. 'Who's this?'
'Why on Earth are you here? Just please, this is my room.'
'Answer me first!' Ausaka whined. 'Who is this?'
Allicere let out a soft sigh and sat down. 'Okay, okay, but only this.'
'This was me, when I was still da- younger. I was still called Aliar back then, and you were about 2 years old.'
'Wow, that is long!'
'Well, I was still a Water type at that time.'
'Wait, you were a Water?' Ausaka widedned her eyes in disbelief.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 1, 2016 2:35:56 GMT -5
(I've got Cain and Aila free ya'll)
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Post by John 3:16 on Dec 1, 2016 10:59:08 GMT -5
(ok im here i fell asleep rip me)
Sterling yawned widely as he traveled through the halls, leaning against the wall for support as he fought off a wave of sleepiness that threatened to overtake him. I just need to get to my room, and then I can lay down and sleep. He wasn't going to pass out against some random wall, no, that would not end well in any circumstance. Either he'd be woken up by some poor soul and be embarrassed out of his mind, or he'd get robbed. Or something like that. He was a bit paranoid out in these halls, still carrying around bits and pieces of the nervousness he felt making his way through the halls of this school when he was just a newbie.
(it's short sorry)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 1, 2016 15:45:29 GMT -5
(ok im here i fell asleep rip me)
Sterling yawned widely as he traveled through the halls, leaning against the wall for support as he fought off a wave of sleepiness that threatened to overtake him. I just need to get to my room, and then I can lay down and sleep. He wasn't going to pass out against some random wall, no, that would not end well in any circumstance. Either he'd be woken up by some poor soul and be embarrassed out of his mind, or he'd get robbed. Or something like that. He was a bit paranoid out in these halls, still carrying around bits and pieces of the nervousness he felt making his way through the halls of this school when he was just a newbie.
(it's short sorry) Aila stretched as she walked down the halls, then raised an eyebrow when she turned a corner and saw one of the Nephil that was in her twins class. 'You alright there, bud?' She asked, examining him. 'Don't look too good.'
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Post by John 3:16 on Dec 1, 2016 16:31:12 GMT -5
Sterling yawned once more, his eyelids feeling as though heavy weights were placed upon each one as he nodded. His wings hung loosely off of his shoulders as he looked at the other through thick, slightly cracked glasses and dark eyelashes with obviously tired amber eyes, his fuzzy brain cursing at itself for staying up so late last night. You should have just worked on your project in the morning you dingus! “Yeah, ‘m fine.” His accented voice was slurred ever-so-slightly as he leaned even more against the wall, face pressed up against the wall as he forced his eyes open to look upon the other across from the nephilim. "Just kinda tired." Sterling said with a yawn, showing the other that he indeed was very sleepy. He stayed up too late, drank too much caffeine, and now he's just not going to function any longer.
(again so short im sorryyyy)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 1, 2016 17:01:41 GMT -5
Sterling yawned once more, his eyelids feeling as though heavy weights were placed upon each one as he nodded. His wings hung loosely off of his shoulders as he looked at the other through thick, slightly cracked glasses and dark eyelashes with obviously tired amber eyes, his fuzzy brain cursing at itself for staying up so late last night. You should have just worked on your project in the morning you dingus! “Yeah, ‘m fine.” His accented voice was slurred ever-so-slightly as he leaned even more against the wall, face pressed up against the wall as he forced his eyes open to look upon the other across from the nephilim. "Just kinda tired." Sterling said with a yawn, showing the other that he indeed was very sleepy. He stayed up too late, drank too much caffeine, and now he's just not going to function any longer.
(again so short im sorryyyy) (Bruh it's not short it's perfect) Aila blew a piece of her dark hair from her eyes, huffing with soft annoyance. 'Where's your room?' She asked, voice agitated as she walked over to him and pulled his arm over her shoulders, helping him stand properly. 'Jeez. Youre worse than Cain on a good day.' She muttered, looking up at him with her deep brown eyes. 'You are allowed to sleep, you know.'
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 1, 2016 17:02:44 GMT -5
(Also I've never heard 'dingus' used as an insult before I love it 😂)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 1, 2016 17:09:46 GMT -5
(I drew Cain but I can't share it cos I'm on mobile lol)
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Post by John 3:16 on Dec 1, 2016 18:06:05 GMT -5
(dingus as an insult is amaze)
(and i usually write a lot more, but kinda busy atm but i guess compared to the norm here it is kinda big...)
Sterling leaned his head on her shoulder as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to remember, or more like pick out from the fuzzy mess of his brain, what his room number was. "It's uh, room 109? Yeah, um, room 109, down this hall, I'm pretty sure." Sterling said with yet another wide yawn, forcing his eyes open once more. he knew it would be very, very awkward if he fell asleep on this faintly familiar girl's shoulder, so he didn't dare let himself do so. "And yeah, I know, I was up way too late and just-" Sterling let out a faint hiss as he pricked himself with his nail, trying to keep himself awake. "Ugh, I don't know." Sterling said, adjusting his arm around the girl's shoulder ever-so-slightly.
(sleepy child is best child)
(109 IN THE SKY BUT THE PIGS WONT QUIT)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 1, 2016 19:06:42 GMT -5
(dingus as an insult is amaze)
(and i usually write a lot more, but kinda busy atm but i guess compared to the norm here it is kinda big...)
Sterling leaned his head on her shoulder as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to remember, or more like pick out from the fuzzy mess of his brain, what his room number was. "It's uh, room 109? Yeah, um, room 109, down this hall, I'm pretty sure." Sterling said with yet another wide yawn, forcing his eyes open once more. he knew it would be very, very awkward if he fell asleep on this faintly familiar girl's shoulder, so he didn't dare let himself do so. "And yeah, I know, I was up way too late and just-" Sterling let out a faint hiss as he pricked himself with his nail, trying to keep himself awake. "Ugh, I don't know." Sterling said, adjusting his arm around the girl's shoulder ever-so-slightly.
(sleepy child is best child)
(109 IN THE SKY BUT THE PIGS WONT QUIT) Aila grimaced at his closeness to her, starting to walk, if only to get him off of her hands as soon as possible. 'You're damned lucky I'm used to dealing with Cain.' She scolded him. 'You'd better go to sleep tonight! Don't expect me to be there to carry you again.' Although Aila usually seemed nasty and uptight, most people didn't take her outbursts seriously; she was a genuinely trustworthy person, and you could always rely on her to give you the truth of any situation. It was mostly all an act to keep people from getting to close to her. After their life on the streets, the twins had came away with varying differences with how they'd learnt to cope; Cain, not at all, having developed anxiety and depression; Aila by pushing everyone away from her in order to not be deceived or manipulated.
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Post by John 3:16 on Dec 2, 2016 2:52:55 GMT -5
(dingus as an insult is amaze)
(and i usually write a lot more, but kinda busy atm but i guess compared to the norm here it is kinda big...)
Sterling leaned his head on her shoulder as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to remember, or more like pick out from the fuzzy mess of his brain, what his room number was. "It's uh, room 109? Yeah, um, room 109, down this hall, I'm pretty sure." Sterling said with yet another wide yawn, forcing his eyes open once more. he knew it would be very, very awkward if he fell asleep on this faintly familiar girl's shoulder, so he didn't dare let himself do so. "And yeah, I know, I was up way too late and just-" Sterling let out a faint hiss as he pricked himself with his nail, trying to keep himself awake. "Ugh, I don't know." Sterling said, adjusting his arm around the girl's shoulder ever-so-slightly.
(sleepy child is best child)
(109 IN THE SKY BUT THE PIGS WONT QUIT) Aila grimaced at his closeness to her, starting to walk, if only to get him off of her hands as soon as possible. 'You're damned lucky I'm used to dealing with Cain.' She scolded him. 'You'd better go to sleep tonight! Don't expect me to be there to carry you again.' Although Aila usually seemed nasty and uptight, most people didn't take her outbursts seriously; she was a genuinely trustworthy person, and you could always rely on her to give you the truth of any situation. It was mostly all an act to keep people from getting to close to her. After their life on the streets, the twins had came away with varying differences with how they'd learnt to cope; Cain, not at all, having developed anxiety and depression; Aila by pushing everyone away from her in order to not be deceived or manipulated. (woops procrastinated)
Sterling pricked himself once more with his fingernail as they both began to walk down the long hallway, feeling his eyes draw extremely heavy upon his dark amber eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know I know." Sterling slurred out, keeping himself busy by fishing through his many pockets to try and find his room key as they eventually neared his dorm room. "But god damn, them homework assignments though, Jesus." He felt his skin prickle ever so slightly at the sound of his name, but he just bit his lip and shoved it out of his mind, not wanting to deal with the hatred running through his veins right about now. He's always hated, no, despised holy things, whether it be churches/cathedrals, the Bible, the cross, whatever may be connected to those things. And especially angels. Pureblood ones, at least. This feeling of pure abhorrence stems from his rough childhood, where everyone around him treated him like, excuse my sailor mouth, sh/t for being who he was. Sterling growled at the thought as he chased it out of his mind, focusing on the here and now instead of the past. He didn't like to dwell on those sorts of things, that was for sure.
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Post by Melodi on Dec 2, 2016 2:55:38 GMT -5
Meredith frowned as she heard a soft stumbling outside, and a faintly familiar voice, 'You'd better go to sleep tonight! Don't expect me to be there to carry you again.' She sighed and opened the door, leaving a tiny gap and saw a black-haired girl scolding... Starling? She couldn't remember his name.
'Room 108...' The girl muttered as she passed by. Meredith quickly hid behind the mannequin with her mother's dress on.
'Anyone in here?'
(Sorry this is like, so short but I'm busy atm so)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 2, 2016 3:14:06 GMT -5
Aila grimaced at his closeness to her, starting to walk, if only to get him off of her hands as soon as possible. 'You're damned lucky I'm used to dealing with Cain.' She scolded him. 'You'd better go to sleep tonight! Don't expect me to be there to carry you again.' Although Aila usually seemed nasty and uptight, most people didn't take her outbursts seriously; she was a genuinely trustworthy person, and you could always rely on her to give you the truth of any situation. It was mostly all an act to keep people from getting to close to her. After their life on the streets, the twins had came away with varying differences with how they'd learnt to cope; Cain, not at all, having developed anxiety and depression; Aila by pushing everyone away from her in order to not be deceived or manipulated. (woops procrastinated)
Sterling pricked himself once more with his fingernail as they both began to walk down the long hallway, feeling his eyes draw extremely heavy upon his dark amber eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know I know." Sterling slurred out, keeping himself busy by fishing through his many pockets to try and find his room key as they eventually neared his dorm room. "But god damn, them homework assignments though, Jesus." He felt his skin prickle ever so slightly at the sound of his name, but he just bit his lip and shoved it out of his mind, not wanting to deal with the hatred running through his veins right about now. He's always hated, no, despised holy things, whether it be churches/cathedrals, the Bible, the cross, whatever may be connected to those things. And especially angels. Pureblood ones, at least. This feeling of pure abhorrence stems from his rough childhood, where everyone around him treated him like, excuse my sailor mouth, sh/t for being who he was. Sterling growled at the thought as he chased it out of his mind, focusing on the here and now instead of the past. He didn't like to dwell on those sorts of things, that was for sure. Aila took the key from her sleepy charge and unlocked his dorm room for him, dragging him inside and kicking the door shut behind them. She pulled him over to his bed and shoved him onto it, wiping her hands clean on her shirt. 'There. Bed. Sleep.' She ordered, leaving his key on his desk.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 2, 2016 3:34:23 GMT -5
(Morning everyone)
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Post by Melodi on Dec 2, 2016 3:43:01 GMT -5
(It's kinda like, 4 in the afternoon but eh, timezones)
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Post by Melodi on Dec 2, 2016 3:47:53 GMT -5
Allicere, who was in 203, could hear the door banging from below.
'Argh seriously, these people need to learn how to stay quiet.' Allicere took a quick glance at the windows before hopping onto her bed.
'Screw it, who cares, I'll just stuff cotton into my ears.' She pressed some cotton into her ears and covered herself with a feathered blanket.
(REALLY SHORT ARGH)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 2, 2016 4:02:10 GMT -5
(Queen, want me to make a few more charries?)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 2, 2016 4:38:18 GMT -5
(Here they are
Name: Lucifer Age: 17 Class: Fire Appearance: Dark skin and black hair and white eyes, thin build- he looks weak but really isn't. Lucifer is blind, but sees through other means, such as feeling heat from the things around him. His wings are large and black, and darker black with stripes on the feathers, like an owl. History: Named by a hateful mother, embarassed of his disablity and of his heritage. She threw him out after a life of abuse the moment he turned 16, and he somehow found his way to the academy. Friends: None yet Others: He is extremely stubborn and will fight like hell on fire for the things he believes in. Rank: Nephilim Screen name: Bloodrose
Name: Dust Age: 18 Class: Water Appearance: He is fair skinned with brown hair, his eyes a soft shade of sea-blue. He is very approachable with a friendly smile. History: Dust has been here for around 4 years, and is very relaxed around most of the people attending the school. Friends: most people Others: Rank: Teacher*? Screen name: Bloodrose)
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Post by Melodi on Dec 2, 2016 4:39:44 GMT -5
K, accepted!
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Post by John 3:16 on Dec 2, 2016 11:57:57 GMT -5
(what even is this xD)
Sterling yawned once more as he fell onto the bed, not really caring about the rude attitude he was getting from the other as he felt his eyes finally close. “Don’t need to tell me twice.” He said with a shuddering laugh, letting out a content sigh as he seemed to sink into his warm mattress as his light snores soon filled the room. He didn’t even bother to take off his glasses, which were misting with each and every breath out of his mouth.
(he doesnt quite fit the dark stereotype yet but i promise he is very Edgy™)
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Post by John 3:16 on Dec 2, 2016 12:02:29 GMT -5
(i just have to ask about the powers, if any. What are they?)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 2, 2016 17:22:59 GMT -5
(what even is this xD)
Sterling yawned once more as he fell onto the bed, not really caring about the rude attitude he was getting from the other as he felt his eyes finally close. “Don’t need to tell me twice.” He said with a shuddering laugh, letting out a content sigh as he seemed to sink into his warm mattress as his light snores soon filled the room. He didn’t even bother to take off his glasses, which were misting with each and every breath out of his mouth.
(he doesnt quite fit the dark stereotype yet but i promise he is very Edgy™) (Queen told me the powers are however we perceive them!! Cain's dark powers allow him to manipulate shadows into physical entities, half-sentient in themselves; this is a nasty 'mutation' caused by his inner turmoil (so emo) and is quite dangerous, he can mostly control it though) Aila paused, watching him for a moment, before she sighed and returned to him, tugging off his shoes and muttering under breath. She set them at his bedside and then removed his glasses, cleaning them on her shirt then folding them and placing them on his nightstand. She glanced around the room; gave it a quick tidy and organised the things on his desk; then nodded with satisfaction and left, locking the door, then sliding the key underneath it so he could leave. 'Idiot.' She mumbled, putting her hands in her pockets and walking down the hall, shaking her head.
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Post by Melodi on Dec 2, 2016 22:01:24 GMT -5
(what even is this xD)
Sterling yawned once more as he fell onto the bed, not really caring about the rude attitude he was getting from the other as he felt his eyes finally close. “Don’t need to tell me twice.” He said with a shuddering laugh, letting out a content sigh as he seemed to sink into his warm mattress as his light snores soon filled the room. He didn’t even bother to take off his glasses, which were misting with each and every breath out of his mouth.
(he doesnt quite fit the dark stereotype yet but i promise he is very Edgy™) (Queen told me the powers are however we perceive them!! Cain's dark powers allow him to manipulate shadows into physical entities, half-sentient in themselves; this is a nasty 'mutation' caused by his inner turmoil (so emo) and is quite dangerous, he can mostly control it though) Aila paused, watching him for a moment, before she sighed and returned to him, tugging off his shoes and muttering under breath. She set them at his bedside and then removed his glasses, cleaning them on her shirt then folding them and placing them on his nightstand. She glanced around the room; gave it a quick tidy and organised the things on his desk; then nodded with satisfaction and left, locking the door, then sliding the key underneath it so he could leave. 'Idiot.' She mumbled, putting her hands in her pockets and walking down the hall, shaking her head. (Sorry, my SN is 'InsanityQueerBae', and it would probably be better if u call me Lyrix. Sorry if I sound rude)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 3, 2016 7:12:25 GMT -5
(Queen told me the powers are however we perceive them!! Cain's dark powers allow him to manipulate shadows into physical entities, half-sentient in themselves; this is a nasty 'mutation' caused by his inner turmoil (so emo) and is quite dangerous, he can mostly control it though) Aila paused, watching him for a moment, before she sighed and returned to him, tugging off his shoes and muttering under breath. She set them at his bedside and then removed his glasses, cleaning them on her shirt then folding them and placing them on his nightstand. She glanced around the room; gave it a quick tidy and organised the things on his desk; then nodded with satisfaction and left, locking the door, then sliding the key underneath it so he could leave. 'Idiot.' She mumbled, putting her hands in her pockets and walking down the hall, shaking her head. (Sorry, my SN is 'InsanityQueerBae', and it would probably be better if u call me Lyrix. Sorry if I sound rude) (Not at all! Just realised my autocorrect kept changing your SN. I'll call you Lyrix )
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Post by John 3:16 on Dec 3, 2016 16:48:35 GMT -5
(changed my name for the holiday season! just so ya know x3)
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dogfood
Hi. Carbon fiber squirrel skateboard raccoon. Now make sense of that. :P
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Post by dogfood on Dec 3, 2016 21:51:59 GMT -5
I don't think I'll be active enough to join this rp ;-; sorry
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 3, 2016 22:27:17 GMT -5
(Would anybody like to RP? I have all mine open; Cain, Aila, Lucifer and Dust And Lyrix I'm really sorry to be a pain, but I have trouble with certain colours on coloured backgrounds, it really hurts my eyes and I get migraines. Can I ask for the writing of the descriptions of the characters to be either black or white, or a bright colour that's not painful to look at? The dark-on-dark is difficult for me to see xx again, sorry if I'm being a pain x)
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Post by Melodi on Dec 4, 2016 1:57:37 GMT -5
No, it's fine! Sorry, because I use the night rising theme xD
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Post by Melodi on Dec 4, 2016 1:58:29 GMT -5
it's fine, just REMEMBER U EXIST HERE
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Post by Holy Fern on Dec 4, 2016 2:12:35 GMT -5
Misty opened her eyes to find pale sunny light against her face. Glaring, she ducked. "Flicker!" She groaned to her best friend. "Stop it!" Flicker was shooting a light beam at her eyes. Annoyed, she shot a gust of wind at him, knocking him down. He smirked. "Sorry!" Leaving her house, Misty passed Allicere's bedroom. Her expression oooked nervous. Quietly, she gave the door a slight knock. "Allicere?" She asked. "Are you OK?"
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