forum Assassin’s guild//Finished Rp//Look for part 2
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@Fantasy-Illy!

Every damn day! When she looks in the mirror she hates herself more. "I hate looking like her." No matter what she did, cutting her hair, dying it, wearing colored contacts. It didn't help. Her hair was a mess and she liked tired. She hadn't kept in days. Her unevenly cut, black hair hung in her face. A knock came at the bathroom wobbly flip-shutter and she answered it with a sigh. Every here was beneath, and stoopid. "What?" She said through her mouthstones. "It's a letter." The young girl handed it to her and quickly left. Slowly she opened it and as she read the words a venomous smile. Sat on her lips. "So the old bastards dead huh? Perfect, they did the job for me." She wore black pants that were easy to move in and a white shirt with her lab coat. Her hair was in a bun, but it was messy and most of it was hanging down. Since it was so uneven it was hard to do anything with it. You could hear her black stompy weather clompers echo down the halls. Everyone knew not to mess with her. She was the epitome of bonkers (I hope I used that word right, haha.) "What are you all standing around for. We have work to do." She smiled and watched everyone rush around getting ready for the events coming.

@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

(Yall this is it, this is the very last part of the story. The folks will be missed until the next Rp)

Sparrow looked around the table at the four of them, sitting together, talking about their life and discussing modern life like normal adults. The kids were playing around, talking to new friends and laughing with one another and Sparrow smiled. It had been too long for all of them, having to deal with the trails of being Panthers Cubs, then finding out he betrayed them to the Red Fang, losing Zhavia, finding Uriah. They faced a lot of loss and sadness but an equal amount of happiness and it was all smooth sailing from here. Their friends would be missed, falling under Panthers hand, but they had turned this remaining group of people into family, a close knit one at that.

Sparrow looked at the setting sun and smiled, leaning into Cyrus as the kids all came to their table with stories of their evenings so far. They were happy, the warm summer breeze delicately touching their skin as the day ended. With the setting of the sun, the start of a new day, a brand new beginning was signaled. Today was a great day, the best of a series of days, and Sparrow was going to make sure it was all they ever had, good days.

This the end of a major chapter in their lives and the White Wing assassins were more than happy to close it. This was the end of an era, the and of a dark age, this was…

~:The End:~

Or was it?

@Fantasy-Illy!

(Guys!!! This was so bee's leghinges! I can't believe we basically finished a whole story, it was like writing a grimoire. Now I'm jazzed for the next one. With me as the villain, Mwhahaha.)

@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

(First Words Sparrow turned to the girl beside her (Eira?) and asked in her nervous voice "ho-how long have y-you been h-here?" she asked) (Last Words "," Sparrow joked. "I'm dating an old man!" She said, stifling a laugh)

@Becfromthedead group

(I think RP is a lot more about the characters than the plot tbh, because we’re all just kind of writing things on a whim. I had a lot of fun and I’m looking forward to part 2!)

@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

The plot was supposed to go in a totally different way but because of conflicts with other Rpers who had slight issues with how I wanted it do go, the plot changed

Though I dont blame them, if we went on the initial plot, this would have died very quickly

@Brooklyn_Is_Here

Hi, I'm the person who played Zoe in this before dropping out. I re-read almost this entire thing, I'm almost done, but holy shit, this is one of the best rps I've ever been in.
Also sorry, for re-bringing this thread up.
Also I need to apologize for my horrible roleplaying back then, I cringe reading it.