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@Lunar_Eclipse
I summon @TheHufflepuffThatWatchesAnime !!
I summon @TheHufflepuffThatWatchesAnime !!
pops out of nowhere Yayyy! I'm so excited for this RP! :D
Do you want to be Life or Death? I'm good with either.
(I would prefer Death. If that's good with you. Also, do you want to make templates? I mean we already know what the characters will be like, but still.)
Go for it! I'm chill with being Life. Yeah, let's do a template anyway.
(Okay, I'll create a template real quick.)
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Personality:
Appearance:
Weapon:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Pets:
Tattoos:
Background (optional):
Hobbies:
Talents:
Flaws:
Cool! Lemme get my character up real quick.
Name: Caspian Ventora
Age: He's been alive since the dawn of time
Gender: Male
Sexuality: "Straight" (gay later on)
Personality: Bubbly, happy, and always smiling. He is super adorable and seen as everyone's little brother. He is very hard to anger, and if you angered him somehow, you probably hurt Sebastian and now Caspian is gonna kill you.
Appearance: Fluffy blond hair, beautiful tan skin, intense golden eyes, freckles that make it look like someone sprinkled sand on his cheeks and nose, dimples around his mouth, flawless eyelashes that any girl would be jealous of, rounder face and nose, larger eyes which give him a youthful appearance, and stands around 5'6.
Weapon: A basic long sword. It has a silvery blade in which your reflection can be seen clearly.
Likes: Life, happy people, Sebastian, cooking, food, holidays, and talking.
Dislikes: Mean people, anyone who hurts Sebastian, the sound of the violin, animals, loud noises, and Summer.
Pets: None
Tattoos: None
Background: I'm too lazy right now.. lol
Hobbies: Cooking, talking, and running.
Talents: Cooking, making people feel better, and persuading.
Flaws: Too nice?
Is he good?
(Omg I am so excited!! Okay. I won't be able to get my character up soon, sorry.)
No biggie! Get it up whenever, I can wait lol.
Name: Sebastian Trueblood
Age: Same as Caspian
Gender: Male
Sexuality: GAY but doesn't like to admit it and says he isn't interested in relationships.
Personality: Dark. Seems depressed a lot. He doesn't really like talking and he's super blunt and straight to the point. He rarely smiles, and when he does, it's honest. Truthful. Genuine. His love language is physical touch and quality time. He claims to hate people and says that he hates hugs, kisses, holding hands etc. etc., but in full honestly he loves it. It makes him feel special. In summary, his outward appearance and personality keeps people away from him, but when he opens up he is da sweetest thing evah!
Appearance: Short raven black hair, kinda looks like bedhead, dull ink black eyes, paler skin tone with no sign of freckles or blemishes, a kinda grim expression, tall standing around 6'0, and has scars across his torso area from a flogging in the dark times when humanity went against Death and captured him and tortured him endlessly. Those people didn't live longer than a year after Death's torture.
Weapon: A large black scythe.
Likes: Death, Caspian (doesn't admit it), cats (especially black cats), solitude, the quiet, food, Edgar Allan Poe, and reading.
Dislikes: Annoying people, people who interrupt him while he's reading, dogs, fast food restaurants, and summer.
Pets: A stray black cat the wanders the neighborhood. Sebastian claims it and named it Edgar. (After Edgar Allan Poe)
Tattoos: None
Background: Meh..not much to say. Quite boring. Besides the dark times when he was tortured, other than that…nothing really happened.
Hobbies: Cooking, reading, petting Edgar, drinking tea when it rains outside, and walking the streets during winter.
Talents: Cooking, making the perfect tea, and intimidating people.
Flaws: Well…he's death…
(Do you want to make a starter, or do you want me to?)
I can make one if you don't mind.
(yeah, go for it! I suck at starters soo.. >.<)
sweet! Gimme a sec…
Caspian doesn't mean to get into these kinds of situations…they just come to him.
Suddenly he was grabbed by the coat and thrown into the blackness of an alleyway. A gruff voice, chiseled by all the cigarettes that he smoked, spoke sternly to Caspian. "We know who you are, Life. " The light of a cigarette made his face glow in the darkness.
A new voice spoke up, "You will give us what we want and we will let you go." This voice was female and her voice was just as gruff as the man.
"What do you want?" Caspian said, his voice soft and scared. He knew what they wanted, but just like always Caspian was playing dumb.
Sebastian was walking the cold streets of the city. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets so the biting cold couldn't nip at his fingertips. His ears and nose were exposed to the Winter air and they had turned red from the sting of the frosty wind. He walked past a certain alleyway and his ears perked up at the different voices. Being the curious cat he is, he slipped into the darkness of the alleyway, make sure his sudden appearance on the situation was hidden. He stayed out of the light provided by the single blinking streetlight. He watched as two figures cornered one single boy. He recognized the boy. Those golden eyes, the blond hair. Life. He knew it was Life. Sebastian shook his head. Haven't I been here before….
Caspian kept slowly backing up as the two figures cornered him up against one of the graffiti-ed walls of the alleyway.
"Come on Life. An extra two years wouldn't hurt. Just give us the extra time we deserve." The woman lit up a cigar and blew a puff of smoke into Caspian's face. Caspian coughed the smoke right back at the woman.
"No," Caspian clenched his fists. He was so tired of people constantly begging him to add more life onto their lifespan. Those useless mortals who take part in worldly objects that only give them seconds of satisfaction.
"What the hell did you just say to me?" The man raised one of his fists and punched Caspian straight in the nose. Caspian collapsed onto the stone-cold floor, his nose obviously broken and bleeding. He gasped more in shock than in pain.
"If you won't give us the life we deserve we will seriously make your life hell. You can't die, but you can feel pain." The man grunted.
Sebastian cringed at the blow that Caspian took straight to the face. Damn, Caspian…put up a fight. Sebastian sighed and knew that he had to help Caspian out. "Alright, guys, that's enough." Sebastian stepped out of the shadows making his appearance finally noticeable. "Don't make me end your life early," Sebastian grinned psychotically.
I couldn't be happier to see you, Death. Caspian truly was grateful that Sebastian was there.
The man and woman both turned to stare Sebastian right in the face. Little did they know, Death was right in front of them. "And who the hell do you think you are, Death himself?" The woman came right up to Sebastian, unfazed by his height since she stood only an inch taller than him. She blew a puff of smoke at his face too, then tossed the cigarette at Sebastian. It hit his coat and fell to the ground.
Sebastian sneered at their snarky remark, "Well, Death and I do have a lot in common." He coughed once the smoke cloud reached his face. "Well there goes half your life in such a small puff of smoke." When the lady threw the cigarette at him, he lost it. Sebastian's dark eyes glared hauntingly at the woman. "You shouldn't have done that." Within a split second, Sebastian morphed into the appearance of Death. The Grim Reaper. His clothes grew into one long torn up robe, a hood sprouted and folded over his head, shadowing his face. Lastly, a death scythe appeared in his hand. "I am the one you mortals call death." His voice was even different, it seemed old, and fragile. Like he was straining to release his voice from his throat.
Both of the thugs faces became as pale as the freshly fallen snow, "I-I-It's the Grim!" They screamed in terror as they fled the scene.
Caspian still lay on his side, clutching his bleeding nose. A little patch of snow was died red with blood. His golden eyes fluttered upward and caught sight of the Grim Reaper. "It's been a long time, Grim." Caspian forced a smile at his old friend, "How long has it been, Sebastian?"
Sebastian morphed back into his original form, with his bed head hair and emotionless face. "Ugh, I hate the form." He brushed his coat like some form of germ might have found it's way onto his shoulder. He looked down at Caspian, who still bled from his nose, "Oh, almost forgot you were there," He said sarcastically. He helped Caspian up to his feet. "It's only been 83 years since we last saw each other. Really not that long, Caspian." Sebastian really didn't like Caspian. He always thought that he was just too happy. All the energy that came with Caspian always wore Sebastian out.
"Eighty-three years…really? That's it?" Caspian's brow furrowed like he was thinking about some hard question. "Well I'm glad I got to see you, Seb!" Caspian grinned widely. He suddenly realized his nose was still broken and off center. So with a quick snap! his nose was right back where it was. Caspian flinched. "Damn-" he caught himself. Usually Caspian never goes off on a rant including multiple curses, but sometimes he looses it. Especially when he has to fix some broken bone.
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