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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2018 5:00:22 GMT -5
Fang had been sitting at the mouth of the den and flattened his ears when her piercing howl rang through the tight space. He rose to his paws and padded back over to her. “Good you’re awake.” He said. He then heard her question and he sat down where he was. “From what I can tell you were running away for a reason. You’re an adult so I see no reason to send you back somewhere you can’t be.” He woofed
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Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on May 19, 2018 14:01:22 GMT -5
(That last bit was for me.  You can safely ignore everything after my username.) Well, that was creepy. Aurora came forwards, suddenly anxious. She felt like something bad was about to happen - Like the feeling you get before making a bad decision. She could half-remember something she'd read in a textbook once about bad feelings and curses, but who would curse her? It made no sense. No, this was just anxious excitement about the ceremony. She was sure of it. ( Lilystar88) |
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Post by leobloise on May 19, 2018 20:42:23 GMT -5
Oh golly. I wrote up a reply I was really satisfied with then it got deleted. -3- I might be able to get another out tomorrow, but currently I'm celebrating my birthday with friends. ))
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 20, 2018 5:54:02 GMT -5
[[ Sparkly sorry! my cousin came round and dragged me from my comp. Replying now. ]] [[@tobster100 same, replying now. ]] [[ leobloise no problem at all! Honestly I get it I'm not nearly as active as I should be. Take your time, I've reserved the character for you. Also happy birthday! Was it a big birthday this year?]] |
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 20, 2018 5:59:36 GMT -5
(That last bit was for me. You can safely ignore everything after my username.) Well, that was creepy. Aurora came forwards, suddenly anxious. She felt like something bad was about to happen - Like the feeling you get before making a bad decision. She could half-remember something she'd read in a textbook once about bad feelings and curses, but who would curse her? It made no sense. No, this was just anxious excitement about the ceremony. She was sure of it. ( Lilystar88 ) Desmond had thought this moment would start, endure and end with him solely focused on Aurora, but instead his attention was turned to something else. That feeling you get when your enemy walks in the room, or you fall asleep alone at night -- except, you're not alone. Small children are told to ignore the monsters under their beds or in their cupboards, but Desmond knew after seventy years of Thaumaturgy to trust that feeling. He looked back to Aurora -- his first concern, and saw on her face she wasn't as carefree as she aught to be. Perhaps she felt it too. He looked to the masters, they were too distracted by the telepathic chairs to feel anything, and none of the rest of the students knew well enough to pay attention to their gut instincts. So he reached out to Aurora's mind and telepathically communicated to her Can you feel that? he asked, inside her head. Answer by thinking, I will maintain the telepathy connection, he told her. |
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 20, 2018 6:04:19 GMT -5
Fang had been sitting at the mouth of the den and flattened his ears when her piercing howl rang through the tight space. He rose to his paws and padded back over to her. “Good you’re awake.” He said. He then heard her question and he sat down where he was. “From what I can tell you were running away for a reason. You’re an adult so I see no reason to send you back somewhere you can’t be.” He woofed Mother and father had this thing they could do, where they could tell what a werewolf was saying even when it had converted to full wolf farm. Elah was just starting to master it when they died, so she couldn't tell what the Alpha was saying fully, but she knew he had told her he wasn't going to hand her over -- that let her breathe a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she said, composing herself into something rather stiff and still frightened. "I have evaded capture for a little while longer then." |
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Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on May 20, 2018 6:10:53 GMT -5
Desmond had thought this moment would start, endure and end with him solely focused on Aurora, but instead his attention was turned to something else. That feeling you get when your enemy walks in the room, or you fall asleep alone at night -- except, you're not alone. Small children are told to ignore the monsters under their beds or in their cupboards, but Desmond knew after seventy years of Thaumaturgy to trust that feeling. He looked back to Aurora -- his first concern, and saw on her face she wasn't as carefree as she aught to be. Perhaps she felt it too. He looked to the masters, they were too distracted by the telepathic chairs to feel anything, and none of the rest of the students knew well enough to pay attention to their gut instincts. So he reached out to Aurora's mind and telepathically communicated to her Can you feel that? he asked, inside her head. Answer by thinking, I will maintain the telepathy connection, he told her. Aurora's first instinct was surprise - Telepathy was possible now? After a few moments of clawing for a reaction, she finally managed to find some coherent response. Can I feel what? She replied slowly. (Sorry for the short answer, I'm in a bit of an emotional mess today. I'll probably pick up the line count within two or three replies.  ) |
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 20, 2018 6:18:52 GMT -5
Aurora's first instinct was surprise - Telepathy was possible now? After a few moments of clawing for a reaction, she finally managed to find some coherent response. Can I feel what? She replied slowly. (Sorry for the short answer, I'm in a bit of an emotional mess today. I'll probably pick up the line count within two or three replies. ) [[aw no hun I gotcha that's me like every other day at the moment 😂. Whats up? Want to talk? You can like, just take a break and not reply if you want if that's easier.]] That something isn't right, Desmond said to her. He looked around -- the hall still had the ceremonial guards at the sides of the doors and patrolling the floor. There was no other magic in the room, save a few perception spells for students who had run off to frolic in the gardens, or someone trying to make themselves drunk -- or sober. He couldn't see anything. Which meant he could do nothing but stay alert until trouble showed up. It's alright, he told Aurora. Come forward, we'll deal with whatever it is once it shows it's face. |
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Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on May 20, 2018 6:25:00 GMT -5
(Well, my family was going to watch Infinity War in-cinema today, but then we had a huge argument over buying new laptop chargers and now we aren't gonna watch it anymore, but I was really looking forward to it, so I'm just, like... Really bummed out.)
Okay, Aurora replied. She steadied herself, trying to stop the uneasy feeling, before stepping forwards. She hated the strange emotion, but knew she had to ignore it. Nevertheless, it still felt... Odd. Like somebody - Or something - was watching her. Watching and waiting for the most opportune, or for her, inopportune, time to pounce...
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 20, 2018 6:50:39 GMT -5
(Well, my family was going to watch Infinity War in-cinema today, but then we had a huge argument over buying new laptop chargers and now we aren't gonna watch it anymore, but I was really looking forward to it, so I'm just, like... Really bummed out.) Okay, Aurora replied. She steadied herself, trying to stop the uneasy feeling, before stepping forwards. She hated the strange emotion, but knew she had to ignore it. Nevertheless, it still felt... Odd. Like somebody - Or something - was watching her. Watching and waiting for the most opportune, or for her, inopportune, time to pounce... [[Aw that's awful  I remember once my dad full on stopped the family outing to go see avatar because he insisted on washing my brother's socks before he gave them back to me (cause I needed socks, because I had no socks), and then blamed it all on me it was s*itty of him. Is there any way you can go see it yourself to spite them all? Or do you need their money. I often need the money lol ]] The ceremony continued. The masters said, "Aurora, you are offered to become the official Apprentice to Doctor Desmond Brown, Senior Thaumaturgist at the Society. This will promote you to the rank of Thaumaturgist. On acceptance of this role, you must obey Doctor Brown's every wish, to the point of reason." The masters then turned to Desmond. He was used to the ceremony, it didn't take long, and there were no rituals -- as thaumaturgical forces seeped into both of them, making them officially joined in the bond of education. "Doctor Brown, do you swear that it is your true desire to offer to Aurora Mirren, Daughter of Jane, the role of being your apprentice for the purposes of teaching, training and mentoring her to the fullest extent of her abilities and aspirations?" "I so do swear it," "Do you swear to follow all that is written in the charter about the roles and responsibilities of an official mentor?" "I so do swear it," They then turned to Aurora, and all in unison said. "Do you accept it?" |
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2018 6:55:12 GMT -5
He frowned and sat beside her. He then converted his speech so she could understand him better, seeing how she struggled to hear him before. “Captured? Is everything okay in your pack?” He asked as he sat closer to the female and nosing the furs closer to her to help her keep warm. He wanted to protect this female, and he could tell she was very frightened and distraught.
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Post by 𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖐 on May 20, 2018 8:58:07 GMT -5
Clementine (cleh-men-tyne) // Female // Werewolf, you can assign her rank // April 5th, 2001 (age 17, appears 17) Clementine is a fair-skinned teenager, standing at around 5'5. She has long brownish-ginger har that flows in straight and slightly wavy sections. The young werewolf has light brown eyes. Her build is delicate, thin, and lean but she still appears healthy and doesn't look like a stick. Usually wears skinny jeans, leggings, jean or thick spandex shorts, and thin long sleeve tops or crop-tops as well as white tennis shoes or mid-calf black combat boots. She is a strongly opinioned girl and protective, sensitive, and mischevious. Despite her being easily hurt, she's a silent trouble-maker. Clementine is in between an introvert and extrovert, whether it's in her pack or at school, she also avoids going too far with people, but doesn't have high physical boundaries. The girl is unafraid of fighting, but she's the one to come to if you just need to cuddle or talk and calm down. She's kind of a hopeless romantic. Clementine lives in a small house with her adult brother (will make his form later on) that as taken care of her ever since their parents died in a car accident. A few times, Clem has snuck out and her brother Noah found out. Social workers threatened to remove her from the custody of Noah if it happened again. I usually roleplay semi-lit, but can do semi-advanced lit if it is needed or requested. |
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 21, 2018 14:59:42 GMT -5
[[sorry lads will be back shortly, welcome 𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖐 ! work should stop being so intense soon. ]] |
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Post by 𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖐 on May 21, 2018 15:42:54 GMT -5
(WOO! My parents changed their minds, and we ARE gonna watch Infinity War today!!!) Was it depressing? When I watched it I couldn't get over the endinggg)) Lilystar88 Thanks! I'm excited to be here )) |
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Post by leobloise on May 22, 2018 7:37:14 GMT -5
omg I wanna ask why but I haven't watched it yet and I'm avoiding spoilers. I probably won't watch it for a long time tho, if I ever do. hee hee ))
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Post by leobloise on May 22, 2018 7:38:20 GMT -5
Also, I wish I could reply out my now, life got even crazier all the sudden, I might not be on tomorrow or today. I've bee procrastinating on so many things and now they've caught up to me.))
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on May 22, 2018 12:57:38 GMT -5
(Hi Lily! I would so love to join this! I'll post up some forms in a little bit! I'm at work right now!)
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on May 22, 2018 13:32:13 GMT -5
Prefer basic-advanced lit
Calliope Marce // Female // Thaumaturgist // March 15th, 1995 (23 and looks her age) A slender and athletically build young lady, Calliope (preferring Cali) stands at a taller height of 5'10. Her skin is a light shade of brown, almost caramel in color. Across her nose and shoulders a splashes of freckles that, as with most freckles, appear more predominately when in the sunshine. Her eyes are a deep color of chocolate brown and framed with thick lashes. Most notable about Calliope's appearance is her dyed hair. A s oft shade of lilac and often down in a fashionable way. When undone her hair falls quite the length past her mid-back and nearly to her hips. Her septum is pierced and she has multiple piercings along her ears as well. Upon her hands are tattoos of witchcraft and thaumaturgy ( picture for reference). Along with those tattoos, Cali has a small bat tattooed on her outer left ankle, a crocodile's skull just beneath her bra line on the right side of her ribcage, a snake running vertically down the left side of her ribcage, and the phases of the moon down her spine. Born and raised in Ipswich, Calliope discovered Thaumaturgy under a different name. She found "witchcraft" when she was very young, around age 5-6. She found herself engrossed in books upon books of the stuff, learning the history and the ways of it all. So much so, that her parents thought her mad and sent her away to an all-girls, Catholic boarding school in hopes of "straightening her out" in a sense. Needless to say Calliope did not agree. She ran away from the school and headed east. Hearing tales and rumors and stories of others like her, though called by another name, she headed for Bristol. It was there she discovered the community, or the tribe, of Thaumaturges living, studying, and advancing themselves. Needing to be a part of it, Calliope made sure she was. The young woman found a job at a local publishing and writing company. A smart individual, Calliope would have perhaps been top of her class had she finished out schooling. Catching onto subjects like English, History, Foreign Language Literature, and things of that nature very very quickly, the young woman has actually been able to teach herself a couple other languages as well. She has learned Arabic, Spanish, German, and Mandarin so far. Her quick wit also translates into sarcasm and a sharp tongue. Not the best at sugar-coating things, Calliope can be a bit rough around the edges. Her empathy a bit lacking and she doesn't quite get the "be gentle" part of emotions. That's not to say she's heartless or entirely apathetic, it's just a little hard for her sometimes. The one soft spot you can manage to get to with Cali though is her absolute adoration for anything fuzzy. Rabbits, guinea pigs, cats, dogs, ferrets, the whole lot of it all, Cali will swoon over endlessly. Just as Dr. Bronze often says, a Thaumaturgist is not constrained to one magic and can encompass many magics. Calliope consistently finds herself drawn to the magic of potions, words, mythological beasts, and physical magics like such. Though she finds magics like elementalism, necromancy, and temporal distortion interesting, they don't quite make sense to her. Physical enchantments and incantations though? Calliope will pour over books for endless hours if she was allowed to. |
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on May 22, 2018 14:00:51 GMT -5
Judah Waller // Male // Werewolf - Alpha // November 3rd, 1991 (27, looks his age) Well built as with all wolves, Judah stand at 6'3" and is muscular though lean. His skin is lightly tanned, nothing major, from days outside in the sunlight. Here and there scar mark his body from pack rivalries and other fights he's gotten into over the years. Though never really known to be a fighter, he will when necessary. With sandy blonde hair that grows a bit darker near the roots, Judah looks like an All-American. His hair is cut a little long and tossed nicely with a little product (he may be a manly man but the hair has to look nice). A well groomed and well filled beard also lines Judah's face, hiding his jawline a bit. A deep brow shadows his eyes which are a soft hazel in color. As a wolf Judah is an impressive creature as well. Deep brown fur with hints of lighter markings streak his fur. Large ears and a long tail, his eyes gleam out brightly from his dark fur. The fur remains the same in his "half and half" form as well. A pure-blooded werewolf, Judah has not traveled far from his home back and grew up the son of an alpha. His father's pack had many disputes with neighboring packs and he saw how it took a toll on those around them and his father himself. Judah made it a point to himself to be a peace keeper. Once he was old enough to leave, Judah moved out to start his own pack and find his way elsewhere. After settling down Judah started a pack and met another werewolf by the name of Thalia. A smart and bright woman they quickly got along and Thalia got pregnant. However, before the birth of their son, a dispute among the pack erupted due to Judah's more peaceful way of settling things. In the bloody fight Thalia was injured badly and lost their child. As a result she left Judah as well. Currently, he is single, preferring it to stay that way, and leads the pack with a bit more leadership and distinctiveness. The leader of his own pack, Judah has learned to be someone others trust, charismatic and approachable in nature. He is loyal to a fault and puts faith in those he deems worthy. He trusts his sense of judgement though will often ask for the input of others and will take those into consideration before making a decision that will impact the entire pack. A quieter individual, he is not someone you might immediately pick out of a crowd solely on his aura or demeanor. A fighter and raised to be one, Judah will never give up on his pack or anyone close to him. He cares deeply for those a part of his circle and has a great deal of empathy for the world. Judah holds strong moral standards for his pack and those around him as well and does not tolerate profuse lying or things that would tarnish the reputation of his pack. They are wolves with integrity and dignity. Judah will always stick to his word and if he makes a deal then he makes a deal. A man with a strong sense of fairness and pride for his people and his race, he does everything he can to make sure the wolves in his pack and those of neighboring packs are well off.
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 23, 2018 11:24:11 GMT -5
[[ I mean, for that reason I've avoided infinity war. Also I've not seen like 30% of the marvel movies you need to see to truly get all of it. And 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 are you, silver who I've got on snapchat? Either way, character's look great and I'll get them up soon! Everyone else waiting for replies, I shall do so within the next few hours.]] |
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 23, 2018 11:51:37 GMT -5
(I've decided that if we haven't seen it in one week from now, I'm gonna go to the cinema alone and watch it by myself. I'm pretty sure that I have the money, but I really want to at least TRY to see it as a family.) "I accept it." To be honest, Aurora had even surprised herself by her lack of hesitation. She hadn't even really thought about what she was saying before she said it, but honestly, there was no thinking to be had. What surprised her more was the sudden pain no more than five seconds after she said it. It started with a sparking pain in her chest, which was easy to ignore, but then it started to spread... Desmond smiled. It was a proud, happy moment -- one he had craved for a long time. He just hadn't found the right student, until now. But, in this moment, that should've been dominated by joy and goodly pride, Desmond found himself crippled by a sudden pain deep within his sternum. It worried him, because such pains could happen when you had abused anti-aging thaumaturgy as much as he had, but he glanced around to the masters and other students. A few others had felt it too. "Aurora," he murmured as the pain got worse. "What is this?" |
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 23, 2018 12:27:53 GMT -5
He frowned and sat beside her. He then converted his speech so she could understand him better, seeing how she struggled to hear him before. “Captured? Is everything okay in your pack?” He asked as he sat closer to the female and nosing the furs closer to her to help her keep warm. He wanted to protect this female, and he could tell she was very frightened and distraught. Elah closed down her facial expressions for a moment -- not anything to give anything away that it was not wise to give away. But then she looked at the Alpha again. He was so...so kind, and caring. He didn't care for power. And yet, she'd been betrayed before... She just couldn't do it. Not yet. "I want to trust you," she said. "But when you find out why my parents no longer sit as alpha's of the pack to the North, then you will find out why I can't just...trust you, without thinking about it." |
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2018 12:35:52 GMT -5
He sat down and looked her over and saw the scratches and other wounds. It was clear there’s been fighting, but he knew better than to press issues. “It’s okay, take your time. If you don’t want to tell me, you don’t have to.” He said calmly. He rose to his paws and looked down at her. “Are you hungry?” He asked.
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Post by Lilystar88 on May 23, 2018 12:40:57 GMT -5
Elah smiled, her brightly lit eyes flickering up to look at him, mischievous in their delight at the thought of getting something to eat.
"Starving," she murmured.
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You can safely ignore everything after my username.)
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I remember once my dad full on stopped the family outing to go see avatar because he insisted on washing my brother's socks before he gave them back to me (cause I needed socks, because I had no socks), and then blamed it all on me it was s*itty of him. Is there any way you can go see it yourself to spite them all? Or do you need their money. I often need the 
