forum Rises The Moon [Open]
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@Nicolo_Needs_A_Nap

Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end
Sun digs its heels to taunt you
But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same
Rises the moon
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The Sun and Moon feuded, that much was true, but even with their anger at each other, they hoped their Chosen would get along. But of course, they couldn't leave them to get along and decided to do a bit of what we call Divine Intervention, in other words, they plucked you from your home and dropped you into a school filled with magic and just a bit of mayhem.

You don't need to be a Chosen of the Sun or Moon, you can also be a Chosen of Chaos, Love, basically any vague concept you can think of, there'll be a god for it.

Name:
Age: (young adult)
Gender:
Open for Shipping:
Sexuality:
Appearance: (No images or links)
Personality:
God:
A random weapon: (You won't have this at the beginning but it'll come into play)
Other:

@CaseyJ group

(Um, sure, does it have to be a certian length?)

Just your general rp reply ^^

(I will just put one from a rp I am in rn if that is alright)

@RiverTheSeawing

(Here's a sample, since you told Jacen they needed one:

Tempest looked around the halls, wondering what was going on. She could only assume it was an elaborate fever dream, but she hadn't remembered falling asleep. "Hello," she called out, "Is there anyone else here?!" Nobody seemed to answer, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she wasn't alone. Suddenly, she heard tapping; she wondered who it could be. Suddenly, she felt a slap on her head and woke to see her math teacher staring at her. "Sorry miss," she said, panicked, "I swear I didn't even remember falling asleep." A laugh emanated across the classroom; was it really just a dream. As the bell rang, the students went home and Tempest found herself alone in the building. As she walked, she saw a black figure around the corner.)

@Nicolo_Needs_A_Nap

(Here's a sample, since you told Jacen they needed one:

Tempest looked around the halls, wondering what was going on. She could only assume it was an elaborate fever dream, but she hadn't remembered falling asleep. "Hello," she called out, "Is there anyone else here?!" Nobody seemed to answer, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she wasn't alone. Suddenly, she heard tapping; she wondered who it could be. Suddenly, she felt a slap on her head and woke to see her math teacher staring at her. "Sorry miss," she said, panicked, "I swear I didn't even remember falling asleep." A laugh emanated across the classroom; was it really just a dream. As the bell rang, the students went home and Tempest found herself alone in the building. As she walked, she saw a black figure around the corner.)

You're in ^-^

@PrettyLittlePyro

(Here's mine, it's kinda long, sorry…)

"They gave us another one of these stupid jobs," Zyl complained. "It's almost as if they want to get rid of us." He perched on the roof next to Ceria, and passersby looked up at him in awe, and a little bit of fear. After all, no matter how many times you see a dragon, it's still frightening.

"They might be," Ceria agreed, legs swinging over the edge of the roof. "Although I'm not sure why they'd want to do that. It's not like there are many mages here in the first place, so trying to get rid of one just renders them weaker. And heaven knows that it's a sin to be weak." She rolled her eyes in disdain. "Seriously, why are we the only ones being sent? There are so many more mages that have experience with this kind of thing. I think they might just be tired of our incompetence." She sighed and took another sip of her coffee, the plastic cup hot in her fingers.

When the city government sends an order to the youngest mage they have, telling them to go and explore an ancient city, which had recently appeared, you'd think that they were crazy. And, they were, the stupid power-hungry bastards. Ceria was the most free-spirited of all of the mage in Kalmai, and no one liked it.

Except for her, of course. She hated being held down by the shackles of duty and responsibility.

"Well, what do you say?" She asked, reaching up to rub her hand along the smooth, warm scales of her best friend, her partner, her dragon. "Should we go and see what's so special about this ancient city of theirs? I hear there's usually good stuff in places like that. We could finally get enough money to live somewhere that isn't this awful city."

Zyl nudged the palm of her hand before curling up into a ball and resting his head on his paws. "Whatever you like. It might be a nice change of scenery, though, and it'd certainly smell better than it does here."

Ceria giggled. Kalmai was famous for not only having 7 mages, and for its size, but also for its stench. With refugees pouring in all the time, there were lots of homeless people here, and they never washed. Out in a desert-like place like this, there was little water as it was.

"Well, I guess we'll accept. Not because they ordered us, but because we can't stand being in this shitty city for a moment longer." She smiled and stood. "I'll put that in my response. It will make it much more enjoyable."

@Nicolo_Needs_A_Nap

(Here's mine, it's kinda long, sorry…)

"They gave us another one of these stupid jobs," Zyl complained. "It's almost as if they want to get rid of us." He perched on the roof next to Ceria, and passersby looked up at him in awe, and a little bit of fear. After all, no matter how many times you see a dragon, it's still frightening.

"They might be," Ceria agreed, legs swinging over the edge of the roof. "Although I'm not sure why they'd want to do that. It's not like there are many mages here in the first place, so trying to get rid of one just renders them weaker. And heaven knows that it's a sin to be weak." She rolled her eyes in disdain. "Seriously, why are we the only ones being sent? There are so many more mages that have experience with this kind of thing. I think they might just be tired of our incompetence." She sighed and took another sip of her coffee, the plastic cup hot in her fingers.

When the city government sends an order to the youngest mage they have, telling them to go and explore an ancient city, which had recently appeared, you'd think that they were crazy. And, they were, the stupid power-hungry bastards. Ceria was the most free-spirited of all of the mage in Kalmai, and no one liked it.

Except for her, of course. She hated being held down by the shackles of duty and responsibility.

"Well, what do you say?" She asked, reaching up to rub her hand along the smooth, warm scales of her best friend, her partner, her dragon. "Should we go and see what's so special about this ancient city of theirs? I hear there's usually good stuff in places like that. We could finally get enough money to live somewhere that isn't this awful city."

Zyl nudged the palm of her hand before curling up into a ball and resting his head on his paws. "Whatever you like. It might be a nice change of scenery, though, and it'd certainly smell better than it does here."

Ceria giggled. Kalmai was famous for not only having 7 mages, and for its size, but also for its stench. With refugees pouring in all the time, there were lots of homeless people here, and they never washed. Out in a desert-like place like this, there was little water as it was.

"Well, I guess we'll accept. Not because they ordered us, but because we can't stand being in this shitty city for a moment longer." She smiled and stood. "I'll put that in my response. It will make it much more enjoyable."

You're in as well

@CaseyJ group

(here is a starter thing from a rp thing…ok?

Ezra ran from the royal guards. He had stole from the royal treasury, a crime that was unheard of. He had managed it by using his powers, his ability to move objects to distract the guards then he snuck inside. He had only stolen a handful of coins. So he did not really understand what the big deal was, but there he was, running away. He ran down a street only to come to a line of guards, he turned around and there were even more guards, he was cornered. They grabbed him and drug him towards the castle. He was thrown in front of the king, the few coins he had were taken from him. He was to be punished with death, for stealing from the king. "How did you do it?" The king asked. Ezra shrugged, "I distracted the guards by moving things on the far hall, and ran behind them." The king nodded, "I will let you live, if you study under the kingdom's Wizard")

@Nicolo_Needs_A_Nap

(here is a starter thing from a rp thing…ok?

Ezra ran from the royal guards. He had stole from the royal treasury, a crime that was unheard of. He had managed it by using his powers, his ability to move objects to distract the guards then he snuck inside. He had only stolen a handful of coins. So he did not really understand what the big deal was, but there he was, running away. He ran down a street only to come to a line of guards, he turned around and there were even more guards, he was cornered. They grabbed him and drug him towards the castle. He was thrown in front of the king, the few coins he had were taken from him. He was to be punished with death, for stealing from the king. "How did you do it?" The king asked. Ezra shrugged, "I distracted the guards by moving things on the far hall, and ran behind them." The king nodded, "I will let you live, if you study under the kingdom's Wizard")

Unfortunately, I'm going to have to turn you down, I don't think your writing style suits this roleplay

@PrettyLittlePyro

Name:
Taegan Norhana

Nicknames:
Taegan, Tae, Smartass

Age: (young adult)
22

Gender:
Male

Open for Shipping:
Abso-fucking-lutely

Sexuality:
Bi

Appearance: (No images or links)

  • Hair: Taegen has messy silver-white hair that just floats around his ears. It doesn't seem like it's his real hair color, but it is. Not that he tells anyone. Or, if he does, he just says he's albino. He rarely combs it, so it's all over the place, and very messy, although it doesn't look terrible.
  • Face: He has tanned skin, and a very handsome face. And he knows it lol, so he acts… special. His eyes are a pale gray color, and change shades depending upon how he's feeling at the moment.
  • Body: Muscled, but not too much, and fit, he is about 6'0'', even, maybe a bit taller.
  • Clothing: Jeans and hoodies, usually, because he's too lazy to try to pick out clothes that match well. He still looks good in them, though. He will wear the same thing over and over and over, until it smells. And then he changes them, but only after someone tells him.

Personality:
Taegen is like the weather. He can change in the blink of an eye. He can't control his emotions very well, and is rarely logical, unless he's talking to people who just need to grow up and stop being overly emotional, or stupid. He is kind of arrogant, and hates to talk to new people, or to make friends, and comes across as a very mean, arrogant glacier. But with his friends, he can be a goofball, cracking inappropriate jokes and playing games and being idiots with them. He is extremely loyal, and if someone hurts one of his friends, he gets pissed, and will literally blow apart the world. He has a sharp mind, perfect for pranks, and many people have been at the butt-end of his jokes or pranks. He has a huge playful streak as wide as the ocean, and everyone who knows him well enough is wary of it. He loves to argue, and has fun in debates, and tends to be pretty good in them. He knows exactly what to say to people to make them feel better, or tear them down, and he is a master at bullshitting his way out of things. He is incredibly lazy, and rarely does his job, until the last minute. He is a terrible procrastinator, and knows it, but doesn't really care anymore.

God:
Chaos

A random weapon:
A sword. Because why not.

Other:
N/A

(Hope he's okay!)

@Nicolo_Needs_A_Nap

(Weird wording, I know. I honestly don't know if that's an actual phrase or I just thought it was. Like, how does your storm god work?)

(Ah, with that, you'll see)