@Ervie
(Can I still join?)
(Can I still join?)
(Ah, I must ask for a sample of some of your roleplaying for that, since I haven't seen your style before.)
(May I join?)
(Again, I would require a sample of your roleplaying style, thank you)
("I never said I care," Lot responded popping their lips slightly pushing their hands in their pockets one they realized the stars were starting to show, "I said you two lack interest in the project and your grade. Given that I'm sure you wouldn't mind me telling the teacher you two didn't help with the project when we turn in it.")
(This work?)
(Yeup! Feel free to get your template up!)
(So, all we need before we start is Ervie's sample and possible template, and Unseelie and ShadeStar's templates!)
(Okay, I'll get mine up as soon as I can, but that might take a while. So feel free to start without me and I can catch up.)
(hey I have a question…once we actually do get started, can we like…have a set order that we respond in? Otherwise I will get left behind because I'm not able to be super active)
(Okay so, I don't have a set order in mind so much as each person will get three responses, and then I will not respond again until everyone had gotten caught up. Does that make sense?)
(uhhh yeah I guess? Idk lol but I'll probably catch on to what you mean once we actually get started)
("Why can't we run?" he asked, looking up at her. "Don't say 'because they'll look for us!' We can hide! I have people who can make sure we're never found! Mantua is a large place." He was pleading now. "Didn't you say that you only needed me? That you would give everything you have, your life even, to be with me?" Swallowing, he asked, "Didn't you say that you loved me, Juliet?")
(Is this good?)
(Yeup! You can do a template of your character!)
(Ervie that sounds like a friggin awesome rp)
Thanks!
Full Name: Ash Leigh
Nickname(s): Ashley (jokingly)
Age: 19
Gender and Pronouns: male, he/him
Sexuality: straight
Nationality: Canadian
Physical Appearance: medium length red hair, not redhead red, but red red, surprisingly long and curled eyelashes, expressive gray eyes, a softer, almost girly face, 5'6, small feet
Attire: sweatpants, tennis shoes, t-shirt, jacket
Other Identifying Marks: small scar on his cheek (that he hides with an illusion most of the time), a large birthmark on the back of his calf
Personality: likeable, shy, friendly, a scaredy-cat, open-minded but not very adaptable
Powers: illusions
Strengths: has a great imagination, hopelessly optimistic, great memory
Weaknesses: hopelessly optimistic, breaks under pressure
Fears: the dark, small spaces
Background: had a dark childhood, details TBD
Where Author is: some hidden hideout in some obscure alley somewhere (in vegas)
Open to Romance?: yesss
Other: has a habit of rubbing his scar when he's anxious/worried
Full Name: Cicada Forenfir
Nickname(s): Cada
Age: 20
Gender and Pronouns: Female She/Her
Sexuality: Pansexual
Nationality: Spiritian
Physical Appearance: Short firey red hair, tan skin, chocolate brown eyes, freckles dotted across her cheeks and shoulders, stands at around 5', a scar on her right upper cheek, and this girl is lean but also kind of ripped.
Attire: Deep red cloak with golden flames trimming the edges, skin tights brown pants, light red dress tunic with gold trim, a leather brown belt, brown cuffs, a sheathed sword hanging from her side, and staff attached to her back with gold flame-like caps on either end.
Other Identifying Marks: A single golden flame that goes from her right cheekbone, over her eyelid, and up to her hairline. It tends to glimmer in the sunlight.
Personality: She's a bit of a hothead, but enjoys socializing with people. She doesn't enjoy not having a sense of control and often lashes out when she looses whatever control or voice she has. Also, she is one of the most stubborn people you will probably ever meet.
Powers: She can create and control fire. She also doesn't get burned by fire as well.
Strengths: Physically strong, witty, and speedy little demon child
Weaknesses: Tends to bottle everything up until she explodes
Fears: Being responsible for someone's undoing
Background: Cicada was born to the lord of the growing town of Forenfir, in the Kingdom of Spirits. She was raised and groomed to be a leader until her 10th birthday when it all burned to the ground. Literally. Cicada was orphaned and alone. She went to the capital where Cada figured she might be able to make contact. It didn't work out as she liked and ended up becoming a thief on the streets stealing whatever she needed to survive. While on the streets she met her current best friend/roommate/partner in crime Breeze along with a very powerful friend granting her the magic she has. Of course, that's only the beginning of her story…
Where Author is: Lives a few miles out of Vegas, but not super far.
Open to Romance?: Yee
Other: She good?
(yep! I like her! Just waiting for Unseelie now)
(aaaah, give me a sec I'm in class.)
(Okay then!)
Name: Name unknown, the subject has responded to names such as- Vertas, Meyrill, and Time. The subject seems to use Time the most.
Age: Age unknown, resembles a teen.
Gender: Subjects gender seems to vary with each name it responds to. Vertas seems to be male, Meyrill seems to be either female or gender neutral, and Time as a whole seems to use gender-neutral pronouns.
Sexuality: Panromantic, however, it is rare that Time gets close enough to anyone to actually develop feelings.
Looks: The subjects main appearance is a small figure with silver hair and gold eyes with clocks as pupils. When speaking as the others, the subject has ghostly figures behind them. It seems that all "spirits" have not been shown and subject, on the few times they speak, have said that the others were shy and that they would show themselves in no time.
Outfit (outside of school):
Personality: Subject seems to be more on the observative and neutral side of personalities.
-Basic info of Magic: Subject Time is pretty much a drug in themselves, they have a strong aroma that smells like cologne. When they put their magic into action, they can trick the mind into doing anything. However, it seems that the subject is able to use multiple types of magic but, this magic is not Time's own. It is Vertas's and Meyrill's. Meyrill's magic seems to be a strength-based power as when Time uses this magic, they seem to have enhanced strength and speed. When Time uses Vertas' magic they can form force fields and manipulate the energy around them.
-Drawbacks: Whenever they use to much power, they often have memory lapses and get more emotionless.
(claps hands together Okay then, everyone has their characters up, so I'll kick things off here real quick!)
(YAY!)
Wouldn't it be cool if we could meet our characters? A simple question, asked many times before.
But now, these words had an effect- maybe they always had, there is no way to be certain. But seven people, from six different words, would know the consequences such innocent-sounding words could have.
Heat- that would be the first thing they would notice. A dry heat, the kind that strips away moisture and never leaves anything behind. The sun beat down, the ground beneath their feet hard. Should they try to move, it would be found that something bound their limbs, cutting into them. Magic wasn't an option, either; nothing would happen. Even magic that they always had activated, like illusions of appearances, would be stripped away. Only two were not completely alone: Syzen and Noel would find themselves merely steps away from each other.
An announcement was made in the complex, sounding over the noise of the permanent inhabitants.
"Agents A, P, H, G, L, and U; report to the processing rooms. Word has been received more characters have appeared. Units 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6; retrieve the items from coordinates —–, —–, —–, —–, —–, and —–."
Satsu wakes up, and looks around. "W-where am I?" He asked. The last thing that he remembered was falling asleep at the castle, all the way in Obdin. But now it seemed he was universes away. The first thing he did, was try to use his fire. The very thing he was made of. But now it wouldn't work. "Whats happened?" His blue eyes popped open now in fear as he looked around, trying to get loose. "LET ME GO! I'm I'M INNOCENT!"
Satsu was completely alone, the only response to his shouting the roar of a vehicle, far off but getting closer by the second. Soon, a heavily armored transport arrived, two soldiers hopping out of the back and making their way towards Satsu.
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