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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 24, 2024 0:12:12 GMT -5
"I have actually." Zane remarked wondering where this was going. He ends up taking a step towards her though he wasn't sure why he did it in the first place.
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 24, 2024 0:47:21 GMT -5
Hello! looking to join if you'll have me  rawr Sage Buckwood (will change last name once someone becomes my family) A long brown haired, blue eyed young girl, skin tone is pale peach, often wears purple shirts and black leggings, has a small neaklace with a paw on it, signifing her love for animals 13 Were-fox Her fox is a small white and gray fox with black paws and ears tips, the same sky blue eyes as Sage. Sage is a kind humorus person and loves to just chill. she was bitten when she was 8 and always felt a little odd untill her first shift a few days past her 13th birthday when she was out on a walk in the forest angerly thinking about how her best friend had made fun of her eairlier that day, she had suddenly felt fur growing on herself and becoming smaller untill she became a small white fox. (will add family if someone wants to be family) (none yet) Stormscar |
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Post by lazzylake on Feb 24, 2024 1:32:31 GMT -5
Javalle went to go grab some honey from the kitchen cabinet and was only a couple bites in to his first flapjack when he glanced up to see his shifter companion, (for lack of a better word) wolfing down her breakfast rather ravenously. Although the humorous display cracked a good humored grin from his normally sound expression. Was I that…sloppy of an eater when I was younger? He didn’t want to criticize them out loud, of course. When Javalle was first controlling the aftermath of his shifts as an adult, they had moments were their anger would vocalize into growls and hisses, and Maria was likely still learning to check her wolf side in check.
At least breakfast went over well with the "critics." ( That critic being someone who's last proper meal was a squirrel) The extra time on the pan caused his pancakes to brown at the edges; not entirely unappealing, but they still retained a bit of charred flavor that made it harder to swallow. Javalle assumed the honey would help, but it didn't soothe him the way it intended. Instead, the growing urge to travel back out caused the feline shifter to stare out their kitchen window, lost in thought as they ate. It was a nice day out; perhaps Javalle could work on his wooden sculptures when he took Maria home...
A heavy sigh exhaled through Javalle's lungs as if he hadn't breathed for weeks. As he wiped the remaining crumbs from his face, the were-lynx rose up and made his way to wash his plate. In the middle of rinsing, he heard an unexpectedly appreciative thanks from Maria. That same mild smile crept over as Javalle glanced down at his pendant. “You're very welcome. Do you want anything to drink before we head out? "
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Post by Junospower on Feb 24, 2024 1:51:22 GMT -5
. ‘ *- Adeline Nicholson - * ‘. ᓚᘏᗢ Adeline stood there a tinge awkwardly, hands shoved into her pockets with a slight nod. She.. is, again, not great at reactions -o r appropriate questions apparently-
I’d say they’re perfectly appropriate.
Adeline ignores the whisper, the faintest of flashes of blue-black feathers in her vision before she’s gazing up at Jack at her conversation steering, giving a faint smile. “Alright.. Uhm. Yeah. Lead the way?” The blonde responds, glancing over to the path it seemed he was likely traveling on before he decided to take a short break. She’d say he shouldn’t be really walking this much just yet - No he shouldn’t - but if his leg has healed decently since the attack - too well frankly - then it should be fine.. So long as he doesn’t overexert himself. Helping rebuild any lost muscle, and training it in general is important. (Hm.. What would everyone do, or dress like xD? I figure Adeline would normally wear plain, middle to high middle class dresses with her straight hair curled and pinned up some. Maybe some cute little low black heels or something akin!) Jack in the meanwhile, unaware of Adeline’s worries, lead the way towards town. He checked his phone to make sure they were hearing in the right direction. Sure enough, they were. About twenty-ish minutes out. He can feel the muscles by his ears twitch as he subconsciously listened for danger. Nothing but scampering squirrels and distant- too distant for Adeline to hear- cars driving in and out of the city. He had to wonder if normal wolves had this good of hearing or if it was a “gift” given to werewolves. Another thing to add to the study pile. A quick glance to the side saw that Adeline looked like she was having an argument with herself. “You alright over there?” |
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Post by soot on Feb 24, 2024 2:21:45 GMT -5
.' *- Adeline Nicholson -* '. ᓚᘏᗢ She untucks a few strands of hair from behind her ears, the odd internal hope that the few looser strands might block the voice. Adeline's worried, the 'break down and start crying' type of worried and the tiniest bit of a tremor is in her hands as she walks, following Jack. Steady, follow the.. the steady source of-.. walking person. Follow. Insanity? They always jump to the most extreme conclusions so quick.. That one sounded like she wasn't meant to hear it. You saw my little message of the library, yes? You might want to get their sooner over later. Punctuality. Not to mention how little knowledge you'll have this old without any semblance of training..
Lidded blue eyes blink at Jack's question, giving a quick, habitual smile. "Oh- yeah, yeah I'm fine." Gia I can feel the anxiety riddling off of you. .actually- perfect timing, I'd needed a good conduit-Adeline glances over his shoulder to a beady eyed looking crow staring down at them, "Yeah.. uhm. How.. are you? I hope you've been doing alright, even with the leg." She asks, head tilting just slightly. Denial. Gaslight the voices away. Adeline- she's fine, all good, dandy, dapper in fact. I'm right here. |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 24, 2024 17:09:30 GMT -5
(Welcome storm! You might want to glance at the rules again)
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 24, 2024 19:21:25 GMT -5
(oop okay, sorry if i got something wrong) (just checked didn't see anything I did wrong do you mind pointing it out for me? Sorry.)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 24, 2024 21:33:34 GMT -5
(No worries try looking through the roleplay rules again)
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 24, 2024 23:35:23 GMT -5
Haha, found it, sorry about that, both times I looked I didn't notice it due to daily life, sorry.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 24, 2024 23:44:06 GMT -5
(All good! Did you want Sage to be found by someone or already adopted by someone in the pack?)
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 24, 2024 23:54:08 GMT -5
(found wandering in the forest as her fox if thats ok?)
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Post by Hushabye on Feb 25, 2024 2:20:16 GMT -5
++ Zhenya Metaxas
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Zhenya gasped dramatically and made as if to clutch at his hair in horror. "Unlike your laptop, my hair has feelings! You can't diss your savior like that!" He poked her uninjured shoulder with a disgruntled huff. And he couldn't resist a, "I find your lack of faith disturbing" when she expressed playful disbelief at his ability to have excellent ideas. Brilliant, even. If their breakroom microwave wasn't so janky he totally could've made toast with it!
The detective clicked his tongue as he began herding the pair toward the open door, narrowing mismatched eyes when the ballerina's lack of alacrity began showing. Teo canted his head upon sensing eyes on him and gave the brunette a mild wave as Anya took control of his other hand by seizing his sleeve.
Anya laughed at her little nickname. "It's more like Dr Salt! You should've seen the look he gave me when I-" they were in the bullpen proper now, so he had to let the sentence trail off with a waggle of his brow and wrinkle to his nose. He cheerfully bid other officers and detectives goodbye as he walked the deputy to her personal car, Teo trailing sleepily behind him as he insistently dogged her steps to ensure she got in safely. "And text me when you get home! If you don't, I'll assume you're in a ditch somewhere~"
One hand on his hip and the other supporting his brother, Anya leaned back to demand the passing rookie that he's made into his lackey bring a veritable gift basket of Famous Amos cookies to the breakroom on his return from a case. "Hah~? There's a grocery store just off of Main Street, it's barely a detour!" Briefly, he rapped bruised knuckles on Nola's hood with a "Dasvidaniya~" before strolling away to ensure his will is done. Teo sighed and apologized to her before shuffling after him. He'd meant to convince his brother to ease off but the effect of a tall man with hidden eyes standing over the pair appeared to have the opposite effect.
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Post by Hushabye on Feb 25, 2024 2:26:05 GMT -5
[ So that's what I have for now...We can assume that Charlie is still working or with Bruno and Dalian is probably caught up with an NPC...I think I'll officially introduce Pryderi when Jack parts ways to later encounter Anya so that Deri & Adeline can meet...
Also, thanks Soot! I'm taking work one step at a time and my deadline's the 28/29th so I'm doing better!
And hi new person~ ]
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Post by Hushabye on Feb 25, 2024 3:33:15 GMT -5
++ Kashvad Shahrokhzad--
Ah, how lamentable that he should languish here while the whole of Griffindale is free to gambol about in the sun!
Kashvad rests the side of his head against the warm glass, ignoring the gradual heating of his skin as he smushes it further in a bid to peer out of his blackout curtains. With so many of Griffindale's best hotel's modern amenities available to him, some might say he isn't exactly languising but it certainly feels like it! (Besides, he has no idea how to use the coffee machine and erroneously ate one of the tiny decorative soaps. The picture box opened onto a horror scene that startled him into crushing the remote...'modern amenities' have done nothing for him so far. He'd even nearly drowned himself in the washroom!) What Kashvad truly wished to do was walk the town and personally map out areas of interest- re: find the library. However his tolerance for the sun is severely weakened by decades spent under ground and it will be some time before he can venture out on even an overcast day. So. Languishing. He sighs gustily and sighs again when his naturally chilled breath fogs against the glass and obstructs his vision.
A strident alarm startles him out of his pouting and he snaps to attention with a guilty look toward the door as if someone were going to barge in and scold him for his inaction. Kashvad makes a little sound of distress as he fumbles for the small, smooth communication device and taps at its screen (emblazoned with the words 'Lamentation Ends in 30 Minutes') until the sound stops. This time it was the ringing of church bells, likely changed from the Irish hymn he'd left it on previously because he enjoyed the sound too much to actually do what it bade. The brunet shifts on the chaise that he's dragged up to the window, drawing his legs in to cross them so that he can lay an aging leather notebook over his lap. He'd only arrived the previous night so he had little opportunity to gather intel without alerting full-moon-strengthened Shifters of his presence. Kashvad had been alert enough to know that they'd recently endured an attack of some kind, as his enhanced senses picked up the signs of fighting as he perched in the trees and watched the survivors make their way back to the land they dwelled upon.
He knew the basic hierarchy of the 'Primal Blood' pack as well as their history and strange way of coming together. Griffindale is full of plenty other magical beings to look out for, however, and he'd rather avoid alerting anyone to his presence unless strictly necessary...Ahh that's easier said than done...b-but Kash can do it! He will! Father is counting on him! He needs to...brown eyes narrow as he runs his fingers over the ink splotched page, searching for a certain clumsily written passage. "Ah, yes. The magical history of this settlement is the best place to begin!" He wiggles a bit with excitement, an actual quest-related eason to visit the library! And bookstores too! Horrific bathing experience notwithstanding, this may shape up to be quite the enjoyable assignment!
The Primal Bloods being attacked- while unfortunate- is a positive as well, given the circumstances~ If he tells his Father that they already have formidable enemies of their own, he may not bother with getting involved. And Kash can spend his time aboveground free of bloodshed~ "Ha!" He sticks his tongue out at the dagger that he'd left on the other side of the room- as far away from him as possible- and imagines it's his Father's disgruntled face. Then really imagines it and scares himself into scooting back further against the window, eyes wide.
"My apologies." He whispers reflexively, gaze dropping back to his notebook full of reconnaisance gathered thus far. The phone screen is too small and even though he was supplied with a 'stylus', feels unnatural to write on. All of Kashvad's observations have been recorded by hand, and he flips idly through the pages as he strives to occupy his mind with something else. Truthfully, he's a bit tired but refuses to acknowledge it. He's out! On the earth instead of under it! There would be so much he could do if he weren't confined to this infernal domicile!
He can feel his shoulders beginning to slump when the sound of shifting feathers draws him straight once more. Eyes bright, Kashvad eagerly drops his book to turn to the window on his knees just in time to see a sparrow alight on his outer windowsil. It had been attracted by the birdseed he'd scattered earlier, and he grins triumphantly as it hops about, pecking at the easy meal. No doubt more would come, and he pats around for the charcoal pencil and sketchbook he'd left on the side table so that he can begin to capture its likeness.
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Sometime later, Kashvad is forced to apologize profusely to the maid who had brought him his lunch, words interrupted by the shrieking of multiple competing bird species as they attempted to stake claims on his room.
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Post by Hushabye on Feb 25, 2024 3:34:15 GMT -5
[ So that's just a little intro for Kash ^^" ]
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Post by soot on Feb 25, 2024 3:42:41 GMT -5
(He's delightful! I already adore this poor, little confined vamp ^^' mildly worried about him at the same time.. If you would like, I could maybe chuck Anthelme or one of my others at him at some point?)
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Post by Hushabye on Feb 25, 2024 3:51:28 GMT -5
[ Glad you think so! Yeah, the theme for Kash is 'boyfailure' pfft
And definitely! I'm thinking he can probably be out when the scene shifts? Or earlier if Anthelme is at the same hotel? Annd I still have to get back to you on that 'Order identifying mark' thing! ^^"
EDIT: I just realized- maybe it can be a scent that only members of the Order can pick up on? Maybe something that has to do with Shahrokh giving his blood to some members? And then something like a secret password or phrase might help too! ]
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Post by soot on Feb 25, 2024 3:58:08 GMT -5
(That’s a theme I think you get across well-
And definitely, I’d say since Anthelme is still settling, them both going for likely the most highly reviewed hotel ain’t an unlikely thing at all if you want to go that route! Maybe he notices the bird ruckus- oh yeah! Let me know once you’ve got that figured out I suppose! I’m fine with what ever route you take with it ^^
Ohh! I like that idea, it feels like something a vampire leader of types would do-)
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 25, 2024 13:20:00 GMT -5
Intruduction of how I was found as a were-fox
Sage angeredly kicked dirt up from the ground, rocks flying, I cannot believe her! she thought, just eariler that day, a girl thought to be her best friend was talking and laughing with Sage's childhood bullies, she thought it was fine but when she had gotten up to approch her she had laughed and said, "Go away scamp," scamp was a nickname that Sage never liked, and everyone knew it too, it was due to her short size, she was about as tall as a fifth grader, and she hated it. As she walked her eyes teared up, and slowly, she somehow seemed to get smaller, her body felt like it was being tickled, her walk turned into a run, but no normal run, a run on all fours? Sage glaced down at her hands, no paws they were small white paws fading into black, What the- she thought, she trotted up to a nearby puddle and looked in. Her face was a fox?! A shriek of terror came from her mouth, sure, she loved animals but to actually become one?! What was this?! she looked at the rest of her body, and sure enough, a full fluffy tail sprang from her back, "Help!" she yelled out to no particular person, maybe his was just a dream, she tried to pinch herself but it was hard with paws. she laid down on the mossy floor in defeat, at least now I don't have to deal with Akira jerk head she thought saddly. (hellor, hope this is a good start for my charater, sorry if I got something wrong, just tel me and I'll fix it to the best of my abillity, hoping another were-creature will find me and notice me as a fellow were-creature, and help me out, hope to rp with yalls soon!)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 25, 2024 18:15:53 GMT -5
Lexa had been out searching the forest for her sister. She hadn't given it much thought thinking her parents would watch over her or Maria would come home as usual. However, the whole rogue attack made her nervous The mere idea of her sister somewhere in the forest injured or dead scared her.
She stops hearing a cry for help and moves a little faster. She comes across the source and slows to a stop. This wasn't her sister yet she didn't smell like any of the rogues either. "Are you all right?"
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 25, 2024 21:23:18 GMT -5
( are you human or were-creature form right now?)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 26, 2024 0:42:29 GMT -5
(Sorry Lexa is in her werewolf form rn)
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Post by lazzylake on Feb 26, 2024 1:01:38 GMT -5
(Javalle's response is edited once more, although a bit rushed. The poor guy is not used to hearing praise from kids since he's working at the library. Normally the only "thank you's" they hear are from kids required to say it from their parents. He just appreciates it that at least someone isn't taking his hospitality for granted. I wanted to show a little bit more of his gentler softer side here.)
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 26, 2024 10:19:17 GMT -5
(nah itsfine) Very Confused in the forest, with Lexa ( Hawkeyes258) "Huh what- I mean, not really- just look at me!" Sage exclaimed, "Wait how do I understand you, Are you speaking english or am I speaking animal? Uhgg I have so many questions! my head hurts," Sage sighed as she paced back and fourth, questioning life itself. |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 26, 2024 16:34:32 GMT -5
Lexa tilts her head to the side a little confused before the realization clicked in her head. Oh the poor thing. "I take it you just found our your a shifter." She commented. "One minute you were human and now you can suddenly hear and smell a million different things."
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Post by ✦⚝Stormscar⚝✦ on Feb 26, 2024 19:03:33 GMT -5
Still deeply confused ( Hawkeyes258) "Shifter? What? Well- yes, I can smell a small mouse sniffing around over there, " her head tilted to a small tree with a hole under it, "hmm mouse sounds tasty- wait, raw mouse? no, no, no... and I could hear you running over here, and tons of other things- but why is this happening. Who are you? What am I?" Sage was very confused and lost in thoughts.
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Post by bloodrosepelt on Feb 26, 2024 23:14:42 GMT -5
Javalle went to go grab some honey from the kitchen cabinet and was only a couple bites in to his first flapjack when he glanced up to see his shifter companion, (for lack of a better word) wolfing down her breakfast rather ravenously. Although the humorous display cracked a good humored grin from his normally sound expression. Was I that…sloppy of an eater when I was younger? He didn’t want to criticize them out loud, of course. When Javalle was first controlling the aftermath of his shifts as an adult, they had moments were their anger would vocalize into growls and hisses, and Maria was likely still learning to check her wolf side in check. At least breakfast went over well with the "critics." ( That critic being someone who's last proper meal was a squirrel) The extra time on the pan caused his pancakes to brown at the edges; not entirely unappealing, but they still retained a bit of charred flavor that made it harder to swallow. Javalle assumed the honey would help, but it didn't soothe him the way it intended. Instead, the growing urge to travel back out caused the feline shifter to stare out their kitchen window, lost in thought as they ate. It was a nice day out; perhaps Javalle could work on his wooden sculptures when he took Maria home... A heavy sigh exhaled through Javalle's lungs as if he hadn't breathed for weeks. As he wiped the remaining crumbs from his face, the were-lynx rose up and made his way to wash his plate. In the middle of rinsing, he heard an unexpectedly appreciative thanks from Maria. That same mild smile crept over as Javalle glanced down at his pendant. “You're very welcome. Do you want anything to drink before we head out? "Maria watched as Javalle stood up to go wash his dishes. Looking down at her empty plate and decided that she would do something nice. Grabbing the dish she stood up from her seat, though making sure to use one hand to make sure the jeans don’t fall down. She was so tired of getting embarrassed and would do anything prevent it. She walked over to her “friend” and said, “No thank you, I am okay. If you want I can wash my own dishes instead of forcing you to do it?” Javalle has been so nice to her when he didn’t have to, so helping out was the least she could do. Also, it would show him that she wasn’t a some puppy that needed to be taken care of, she was just uber clumsy. Unbeknownst to Maria thanks to the baggy cloths, her short stature compared to the werelynx, and just general her made her look like a kid. You know, the kind that try to act grown up by trying to help but yeah never do cause they would just make a mess, or break something. (Okay, I may have a problem. I just can’t stop making Maria more and more pitiful, and I just can’t stop! She doesn’t deserve it, I know that, but it is just to funny for me.) |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 26, 2024 23:19:43 GMT -5
"First take a deep breath and exhale." Lexa says keeping her voice calm. "My name is Lexa and I'm a werewolf. Yes, werewolves are real and you are a Werefox." She waits waiting for the young shifter to ask even more questions.
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Post by bloodrosepelt on Feb 26, 2024 23:23:31 GMT -5
Oh fun, another scared child lost in the woods, ow Maria won’t feel like a total idiot.)
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Post by lazzylake on Feb 26, 2024 23:42:25 GMT -5
(Actually, since Lexa is out there, would it be okay if Maria and Javalle head over in her and Sage's direction? If you're alright with that, bloodrosepelt also, I think we should wrap up in the cabin soon after a couple of messages) |
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