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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Feb 21, 2017 12:59:11 GMT -5
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Feb 21, 2017 12:59:43 GMT -5
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Feb 21, 2017 13:00:16 GMT -5
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Feb 21, 2017 13:00:29 GMT -5
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Feb 21, 2017 13:11:04 GMT -5
☸ тнє ciтy σf vαldєรтиєαd ☼ {Yes, I will make fanart for this roleplay and its users}
♕ The Magistrate:
A cluster of mansions sitting on a plateau overlooking the town. It is built into a mountain, yet this doesn't stop it from having lush gardens and enough living space to host the town's wealthiest families.
♔ The Common Area
The close-cut homes that line the bay and small hills of Valdestnead. The homes are close together, and made with simple yet sturdy materials.
♖ The Bay
Ships constantly dot the pristing coast, where the sea refreezes each night. Some homes rest on the beach, where oddly shaped shells and small caves can be found aplenty.
♗ The Forest
Birch trees stretch for miles, closely knit together to create a thicket of white. This is a popular teen hangout space, where both gentle and menacing magical beasts lie.
♘ The Mountains Surrounding the town at all sides, the mountains are Valdestnead's most valuable resource. Many an attack have been adverted from rick of scaling its snowy peaks, and many a human and wizard alike has disappeared on its trails.
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Feb 21, 2017 13:37:25 GMT -5
⚜ cнαяαcтєяร ⚛ PLEASE READ NEVER SATISFIED BEFORE YOU JOIN
Vaseilisa Ivchenko || Asexual || Female || Slavic MOD KEVIN A confident woman, decisions often swayed by the privileges she had as a child. Seems to only want to do things her way, yet will bend like a twig to accustom to the needs of her friends. Loves to give orders, and carry out her (and others) plans to completion. To take her father's seat as mayor of Valdestnead {dictator} and create equal rights for humans and wizards is her aspiration. Vai is constantly pushed to practice her magic by her parents, as to continue the tradition of able-bodied wizards in the seat of power. - || Stone: Gold || Vaseilisa; a tall, thin woman with wavy red hair. Her eyes are a dark brown, and freckles sit like snowflakes beneath their umber pools. Her body is constantly swathed with the finest of furs, yet her boots are always caked with mud. She is renown amongst the town as being quite eccentric, not unlike her father. - Daughter of Anton Ivchenko: Mayor of Valdestnead . Mauja || Sweetie Pie || Male || Polar Bear MOD KEVIN Mauja has known Vaseilisa since he was a cub, and the pair have been inseparable ever since. Hates warm weather, yet protective charms cool his fur whenever he travels with his family. The kindest being ever. An amazing boy.
Mauja has the basic coloration of any Polar Bear, and his size has been increased from years of good eating and lots of love. . Corvus West | Male, Bi | Hispanic |
Lordclover
Corvus is the type to keep to himself and have the curtains of his house drawn. He doesn’t like others knowing more about him than he knows about them, and he tends to be fairly reclusive having few close friends and fewer distant friends. He is fairly empathetic despite his distaste for most people, and tends to read other’s emotions well. He’s sarcastic and cold towards people he doesn’t know. | To be blunt, Corvus is short. He’s around 5’3” or 5’4” if you’re being generous, and is very insecure about this. He has a wiry build that is fairly evident as he tends to wear clothes that are meant for someone two sizes larger than him. He always wears chunky boots no matter the weather and a midnight blue cloak embroidered with various constellations. His hair is very messy dark brown as his Familiar, East, likes to sit on the top of his head. He has a tawny complexion with a few freckles on his nose. . East | Male, asexual | Woodpecker |
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East is an adventurous bird, having to have information on everything around him. He’s quite restless, which leads to several holes in the furniture and walls of Corvus’s home. He’s not one to be quiet, but doesn’t particularly seek companionship either. East easily gets lost in his thoughts and doesn’t notice things happening around him, particularly when he’s investigating shiny trinkets which he’s been known to swipe once or twice. | East is a small bird that fits in the palm of a hand. He has a bright red head and bright blue eyes, with a white underbelly and black coat. He has fairly sharp claws and beak, and accidentally scratches people when he lands on their shoulder or hand.
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Feb 24, 2017 12:09:26 GMT -5
;; guys
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Post by lordclover on Feb 24, 2017 13:49:08 GMT -5
[ I'm definitely joining! I'll work on a form tonight c: I've been reading through the comic and i love it so far ❤ ]
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Post by lordclover on Feb 24, 2017 20:26:39 GMT -5
Corvus West | Male, Bi | Hispanic | Lordclover Corvus is the type to keep to himself and have the curtains of his house drawn. He doesn’t like others knowing more about him than he knows about them, and he tends to be fairly reclusive having few close friends and fewer distant friends. He is fairly empathetic despite his distaste for most people, and tends to read other’s emotions well. He’s sarcastic and cold towards people he doesn’t know. | To be blunt, Corvus is short. He’s around 5’3” or 5’4” if you’re being generous, and is very insecure about this. He has a wiry build that is fairly evident as he tends to wear clothes that are meant for someone two sizes larger than him. He always wears chunky boots no matter the weather and a midnight blue cloak embroidered with various constellations. His hair is very messy dark brown as his Familiar, East, likes to sit on the top of his head. He has a tawny complexion with a few freckles on his nose. | East | Male, asexual | Woodpecker | Lordclover East is an adventurous bird, having to have information on everything around him. He’s quite restless, which leads to several holes in the furniture and walls of Corvus’s home. He’s not one to be quiet, but doesn’t particularly seek companionship either. East easily gets lost in his thoughts and doesn’t notice things happening around him, particularly when he’s investigating shiny trinkets which he’s been known to swipe once or twice. | East is a small bird that fits in the palm of a hand. He has a bright red head and bright blue eyes, with a white underbelly and black coat. He has fairly sharp claws and beak, and accidentally scratches people when he lands on their shoulder or hand.
Corvus peered around the dimly lit room around him, thoroughly unimpressed. He’d come to this tavern hoping to see the mysterious mage, but so far had seen nothing but mere tricks. It’d been long since he’d seen anyone that could do any more than speak to a familiar, not since his mentor passed away. His mentor hadn’t been someone he looked up to as a person, he tended to only help the rich and powerful, but his magic was of the likes in the old tales. Corvus was fairly talented himself, having learned more than most in his first year, but without a mentor lacked initiative to continue on. He hated going to others around him for help, and hated even more that all of the ancient spell books were practically gone, most burnt. East fluttered his wings as he settled in Corvus’s pocket. Corvus was fully aware East hated being confined, but there wasn’t much he could do to help it. If anyone saw him, they’d know instantly he practiced magic and that would only mean trouble. Corvus himself could keep up a fake identity, East however was not so great at that. He behaved like a raccoon, taking trinkets and coins that were interesting to him. Corvus let out a small sigh as he finally gave up on the place. He stood up, his chair scrapping against the wooden floor. He dropped a few coins on the table before leaving.
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Mar 8, 2017 17:52:58 GMT -5
Corvus West | Male, Bi | Hispanic | Lordclover Corvus is the type to keep to himself and have the curtains of his house drawn. He doesn’t like others knowing more about him than he knows about them, and he tends to be fairly reclusive having few close friends and fewer distant friends. He is fairly empathetic despite his distaste for most people, and tends to read other’s emotions well. He’s sarcastic and cold towards people he doesn’t know. | To be blunt, Corvus is short. He’s around 5’3” or 5’4” if you’re being generous, and is very insecure about this. He has a wiry build that is fairly evident as he tends to wear clothes that are meant for someone two sizes larger than him. He always wears chunky boots no matter the weather and a midnight blue cloak embroidered with various constellations. His hair is very messy dark brown as his Familiar, East, likes to sit on the top of his head. He has a tawny complexion with a few freckles on his nose. | East | Male, asexual | Woodpecker | Lordclover East is an adventurous bird, having to have information on everything around him. He’s quite restless, which leads to several holes in the furniture and walls of Corvus’s home. He’s not one to be quiet, but doesn’t particularly seek companionship either. East easily gets lost in his thoughts and doesn’t notice things happening around him, particularly when he’s investigating shiny trinkets which he’s been known to swipe once or twice. | East is a small bird that fits in the palm of a hand. He has a bright red head and bright blue eyes, with a white underbelly and black coat. He has fairly sharp claws and beak, and accidentally scratches people when he lands on their shoulder or hand.
Corvus peered around the dimly lit room around him, thoroughly unimpressed. He’d come to this tavern hoping to see the mysterious mage, but so far had seen nothing but mere tricks. It’d been long since he’d seen anyone that could do any more than speak to a familiar, not since his mentor passed away. His mentor hadn’t been someone he looked up to as a person, he tended to only help the rich and powerful, but his magic was of the likes in the old tales. Corvus was fairly talented himself, having learned more than most in his first year, but without a mentor lacked initiative to continue on. He hated going to others around him for help, and hated even more that all of the ancient spell books were practically gone, most burnt. East fluttered his wings as he settled in Corvus’s pocket. Corvus was fully aware East hated being confined, but there wasn’t much he could do to help it. If anyone saw him, they’d know instantly he practiced magic and that would only mean trouble. Corvus himself could keep up a fake identity, East however was not so great at that. He behaved like a raccoon, taking trinkets and coins that were interesting to him. Corvus let out a small sigh as he finally gave up on the place. He stood up, his chair scrapping against the wooden floor. He dropped a few coins on the table before leaving. ❀♖ ☜
You're totally accepted! We can roleplay a bit if you'd like!
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Post by lordclover on Mar 10, 2017 8:37:19 GMT -5
[ awesome thanks! If you want to post a starter I can probably reply later tonight c: ]
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Mar 10, 2017 19:52:25 GMT -5
☞ ⚖♜ ☜
The polar bear rested serenely by her side, his chest rising and falling with gentle breaths. Vaseilisa was enclosed by the forests of her home, lifting the fallen birch trees with her weak magic.
"You know, I would really appreciate some help." Strands of red hair were constantly blown into her thin face, prompting the teen to brush them away with a gloved hand.
"Ah, sorry." Of course the bear was tired, he had spent yet another night bounding within the confines of the Ivchenko's vast snowy garden. Vasi was creating an entire area from the fallen wood, dummies and benches constructed of speckled white. It was clear that this project had been in the works for several weeks, as the aurora of hard work and dedication seemed to emanate from the birch structures.
"I think I got a letter or two about our preposition. This is just so important." It was unclear if Vasi was talking to herself or her companion, and mounted her familiar with her eyes still lost in the impound of her own head.
"Extremely important."
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Mar 10, 2017 20:44:24 GMT -5
(I'm a member of far to many RPs right now... ;-; But this looks very good and I really wish I had the time/space to join. Still liking and bookmarking in the hopes I can in the future...)
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Mar 11, 2017 16:51:39 GMT -5
(I'm a member of far to many RPs right now... ;-; But this looks very good and I really wish I had the time/space to join. Still liking and bookmarking in the hopes I can in the future...) ☞ ⚖♜ ☜
We'll always be here for you!!!!!!!!!<33333
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Post by lordclover on Mar 12, 2017 23:52:49 GMT -5
[ sorry for being off! I've had a lot of work to catch up on recently x.x" Here's a quick starter for corvus and east! ]
[ Corvus && East ] Corvus had woken up late for the third time that week, which really it wasn't a surprise. He certainly shouldn't have felt panic, yet for some odd reason he did. He did his best to gather his things and hurry out the door, cursing himself for sleeping in. East fluttered around him uncertainly, not as eager to leave. After Corvus locked the door to his house, East settled on the top of his head, planning on falling asleep. "We're already late, there's no rush now," East said sleepily. Corvus frowned and considered correcting him, but decided it was best if he wasn't spotted arguing with a woodpecker. He headed off to the forest, ignoring the strange glances and mutters. He knew it wasn't because they were worried he practiced magic or anything of the sort, no he knew it was just because he wasn't the easiest of neighbors. None of his neighbors appreciated his presence, his garden was filled with strange plants from other lands, his curtains were always drawn, and he never came to any of the parties, none of the housewarmings, and certainly none of the holiday bashes. Corvus didn't have much planned for the day, he worked for Benvolio a man who was well respected and ran a bookstore, but he wasn't expected to be there until late that day. The bookstore was small and always smelled musty and always had dust on it's frames. He instead planned on just heading to the forest and seeing who had gathered.
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Mar 19, 2017 8:59:30 GMT -5
Lydia Myrick|| Female || Heterosexual || Irish || Rowlet Lydia usually acts amiable while at the same time protective of her own friends and family. She can get riled up if she is faces an obstacle, even more frustrated if it was meant as a joke. When it comes to her own familiar she becomes relaxed and little less moody. She has curly terracotta orange hair that goes down to her waist along with robin blue eyes and pale skin which she has freckles both on her face and slightly on her shoulders. Her apparel consists of a light blue hand sewn cloche hat with a patchwork pattern around it, a dark blue day dress making it easy to travel, and a pair of worn out dark blue lace up boots that matches her plain day dress. Cello | Male | Bisexual | Pine Marten | Rowlet ~work in progress~ ☞ ⚖♜ ☜
We're all busy, don't feel pressured to post anything too often {You're accepted btw}}
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Mar 19, 2017 9:54:14 GMT -5
[ sorry for being off! I've had a lot of work to catch up on recently x.x" Here's a quick starter for corvus and east! ]
[ Corvus && East ] Corvus had woken up late for the third time that week, which really it wasn't a surprise. He certainly shouldn't have felt panic, yet for some odd reason he did. He did his best to gather his things and hurry out the door, cursing himself for sleeping in. East fluttered around him uncertainly, not as eager to leave. After Corvus locked the door to his house, East settled on the top of his head, planning on falling asleep. "We're already late, there's no rush now," East said sleepily. Corvus frowned and considered correcting him, but decided it was best if he wasn't spotted arguing with a woodpecker. He headed off to the forest, ignoring the strange glances and mutters. He knew it wasn't because they were worried he practiced magic or anything of the sort, no he knew it was just because he wasn't the easiest of neighbors. None of his neighbors appreciated his presence, his garden was filled with strange plants from other lands, his curtains were always drawn, and he never came to any of the parties, none of the housewarmings, and certainly none of the holiday bashes. Corvus didn't have much planned for the day, he worked for Benvolio, a man who was well respected and ran a bookstore, but he wasn't expected to be there until late that day. The bookstore was small and always smelled musty and always had dust on it's frames. He instead planned on just heading to the forest and seeing who had gathered. ☞ ⚖♜ ☜
Oh? Someone was there? The bear slowed, his head turning as to look his partner in the eyes. A light snowfall had begun to bless the forest, the first test for the recently completed structures. Nobody would go out here unless instructed, thus having the stranger be a wizard in training. Hopefully.
"Hello there!" As daughter of the mayor, Vasi had the confidence to reveal herself. The figure looked young, too young to be one of the many guards that prowled the edges of town. "You here for the... uh," Her head glanced backwards, Mauja pausing in his tracks.
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