Good witch meets Bad witch at a comical convention in modern time and hit it off, both thinking the other is a mortal.
This RP is rated a spicy ghost pepper R so if you are not okay with the romancey, violencey, yet magical shit that's about to go down, please, don't ask to join.
I am allowed to say no, but it probably most likely isn't based on you, probably just based on how many rps we have together or I don't think the way you rp would be beneficial for the type of plot development I am looking for.
I want descriptive shiz, not one or even two liners (unless you have school which I know is a mass inconvenience in fluid rping time). I want thick, juicy, descriptive responses, and if you feel like it maybe even a solid paragraph.
Smexy stuff will be taken to pms, but I want relationship development and tension first.
Thanks! Also, your choice, I'm fine with anything
(Alright, short or long template?)
Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Looks~
Eyes:
Hair:
Body:
Skin:
Other notes:
Attire:
Personality type:
Dark or light magic?:
Other:
Can I see your character so I know which one to use?
Name: Kamelia Dapperlilly
Nickname: Kamilly (Cam-ill-ly)
Age: Is actually 2672 but looks to be around 22 in human years.
Gender: Female pronouns and genitalia, but people in the witchcraft world don't usually use genders to describe each other.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Looks~
Eyes: Her eyes are a wonderous gold colour with silver specks that look like freckles throughout her iris'. Her pupils are like goats', horizontal and rectangular(which lets her see up to 340 degrees around her) but she puts contacts over them as to not freak people out. Her contacts are emerald green in colour and just show the center part of her iris, which prohibits her abilities to see around her all the time to unless she has the contacts off, which will be during the convention.
Hair: Her hair is also gold in colour but has some light brown streaks she added to make her look a bit more human. She'll normally have her hair done up in intricate designs but sometimes will have it down, when in which it will go down to about her waist. Her hair is slightly wavy but stays straight most of the time.
Body: Her body is, might I say, Like a goddess'? Tiny waist, rounded out hips, small chest yet large rump. Flat stomach, although it does take her some upkeep with all the snacking she does.
Skin: Her skin is a dewy, tanned colour yet still on the paler side. More of a, I guess what you could call porcelain colour? She has freckles everywhere as well.
Other notes: She has 2 scars on her hairline that mark where her horns are along with another one on her lower abdomen for an appendectomy she preformed on herself in her early life.
Attire: She tends to wear traditional chinese robes that incorperate both golds and whites and such but for morder-times sake she likes to go with white jeans shorts and a tight golden ribbed cropped tank-top and an off white house sweater. (Like so: https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1b95GJpXXXXabXFXXq6xXFXXX9/women-Korean-style-Thick-winter-cardigan-reglan-hollow-out-patchwork-knitted-sweater-cardigans-off-white-grey.jpg_640x640.jpg)
Personality type: Entergetic unless in a type of situation where her magic is drained or she's just having a bad day. Generally exuberant but still quite shy when meeting new people or she is in a new space or scenario. Her biggest pet peeve is when people chew with their mouths open. She seems like the type of girl that would be confident although she is pretty self-depricating.
Dark or light magic?: Light magic
(Hey, I'd rather not let this die please)
(Sorry about that! I'll get my character up soon)
Name: Zyra Everett
Nickname: Everett (does that count? People like to use her last name a lot so yea)
Age: Looks to be around 21 years old but it actually somewhere around
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Panromantic demisexual
Looks~
Eyes: Dark brown which hide the fact that she has two pupils in her left eye, but she still wears contacts, mostly because she wants to and she doesn't want to risk it. Her friends know she actually has brown eyes (they don't know she has two pupils in her left eye though) and they think she only wears contacts for fun. Her go to eye color is usually a pale blue or a startling grey. She rarely wears brown contacts since she thinks, she has 'shit brown' eyes even though everyone keeps saying they're pretty. She'll have her contacts on during the convention and they'll be an emerald green
Hair: Wavy black hair that's to her waist, which is almost always in a ponytail. Unless, she wants to have it down for some reason or she's going somewhere formal. Her hair isn't always wavy, it's usually curly/wavy after she washes her hair and hasn't brushed it out yet. It turns into a more of a straight/wavy after she brushes it out and doesn't mess with it too much.
Body: She has curves but now she's mostly skin and bones from trying to starve herself before.
Skin: Moderate brown with a hint of olive
Other notes: She has stitches right above her left eyebrow from when she younger, along with moles (that look like freckles) sprayed across her body. She also has a mole right on her left palm, right below her middle and ring finger. She also has glasses which make her eyes seem a bit bigger and would probably hide any makeup she put on, but she doesn't put on any anyway.
Attire: Dark and baggy clothing to make her not the center of attention and to hide her body. Wearing baggy clothes makes her feel more comfortable, it also makes her look like a blob with no form whatsoever.
Personality type: INFP-T, pessimist, can be super loud or super quiet sometimes, sarcastic as fuck, bit protective of friends, has a hard time trusting people because of her past. She's been a bit more serious and snappy theses days, rarely cracking a smile even when she was with her friends.
Dark or light magic?: Dark
Other: I'm terrible at making characters and I'm sorry I took so long! Forgive me, please
(Is she okay?)
(It's alright. Okay, I shall get my starter!)
As the flash was turned on the energy came at a much quicker pace to Kamelia, the activity and busybodies around the few who were taking a picture with her gave her space of mind, more than enough to give a secret border to their photo that was simplistic, flowers along the sides along with their individual scent. She smiled at the redheaded girl and watched them walk away, her eyes travelling around the room. She sighed happily, enjoying a day without those constricting contacts that she wore regularly.
She hadn't come with anybody, she just came for the freedom and the energy that the content activity gave her, hoping it didn't make her too selfish. A witch gotta get her daily dose of vitamin happy, alright?
Zyra walked around the convection, with her arms around her shorter friend as they talked.
"How are you able to walk for so long?" Zyra groaned, leaning on her friend a bit.
"Stop complaining, Zyra, you were just fine when we went to D.C. in 8th grade." Her friend replied, looking up and glaring at Zyra playfully.
"But that was so long ago!" She complained, patting her friend's head.
"Just shut up, let me enjoy this in peace."
"Gladly."
She was walking along with her head in the clouds, looking along the setups of merchandise posts and comic posts as well when suddenly she was met with an abrupt greeting by a male photographer, who was weirdly at her feet with his camera up. She stopped and looked down at him, squealing as he grabbed onto her heel to keep her where she was. She pushed her skirt down, what the hell was this mortal man doing?
Zyra couldn't help notice a man grabbing a girls heel and looking like he was trying to take a picture of what's under her skirt. Soon her body followed, pulling away from her friend as she walked over to the them. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?"
The man sputtered and scoffed, standing up quickly and taking a sly picture of Kamelia’s cleavage, Kamelia reacting with embarrassment as she covered herself. “Yeah, what are you doing?” She asked, her voice small and scared
Zyra glared so heavily at the man that if looks could kill, the man would have dropped dead at this moment. "Give me your camera." She held out her hand, still looking very pissed.
