forum Magnus Chase RP Anyone??? (closed)

Started May 21, 2018 by @Katie-Black

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Alexis had been dead for 11 years, so why couldn't she ever find her way around the hotel? She walked briskly up to what she hoped was the elevator, crossing her fingers behind her back. She really needed to get to extreame yoga, it started in three minutes!

Meera holds up her camera, taking pictures along the side of the tall bridge. She lowers her hands and flips through the images she has.

Devi walked into the "Yoga" class, whatever yoga was. She was a medieval girl through and through.

Alexis silently cheered as some doors slid open, revealing the metal interior of the elevator. She stepped in, eagerly pushing the button for floor 6. Extreme yoga here she comes.

The elevator door opened, and a girl that looked a little older than Jae stepped inside. Her raven hair fell down her back, and, looking closer, Jae realized that she had only a single eye that was staring straight at her.

When Alexis had safley entered the elevator, she noticed a girl staring into her empty eye socket. She sighed. "Whatcha lookin at?" She made her tone as cold as possible.

Jae sighed blatantly and tapped on both girls' shoulders, whispering, "I'm here too, you know."

Devi walked into the elevator. "Shall I slaughter you or let the two of you live? I am still uncertain of the entire malice deal."

Meera turned around, looking down at her camera. She looks up and her eyes widen as fist hammers down onto the side of her head (She's murdered). She crumples but gets back up again, coughing and staggering. Another fist punches her chest, irregularly to her heart. It sort of freezes then kick starts as she drops down on her knees. The first guy rolls her over and turns her toward the edge of the bridge. Her arms where splaid and right as they kicked her over the side she felt her hands curl around two blades.
As she hit the water she felt her spine snap then darkness.
(Sorry if that's a bit graphic)

"I'd like to stay alive today, thanks." Alexis leaned agains the back wall of the elevator, nearly falling over when they opened, revealing the extreme yoga classroom.

(I have to go, srry.)

Upon hearing the newcomer's statement, Jae laughed without humor. " Live? We cannot live. We are condemned to this afterlife."

Devi turned into a falcon, it was random and annoying. "My apologies!" Devi chirped.

Benji sat in his living room, under his kotatsu and basked in the feeling of warmth on his feet. There was complete silence in the room and he closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. After a few minutes of meditation, he got up and headed towards the kitchen, sliding open the door and heading inside.
It was amazing at how much this room made him feel at home. Bamboo flooring, sliding doors, green plants in every corner and the kotatsu in the living room. Even his bed on the floor gave him a feeling of content. He had his own kitchen the he made tea and rice in, glad that he had the luxury of being able to cook for himself. Of course, he still went to eat in the hall.

Jae raised an eyebrow. "Loki?" she questioned.

"In a figurative sense. Letting you live. Killing you would be more fun." Devi said, reverting back to human form.

Meera opens her eyes to a sharp brightness. She holds her hand up to shield her eyes, "Huh?"

Jae raised an eyebrow. "Loki?" she questioned.

"Isn't the fact obvious? Yes, I am fruit of his loins. I am not ashamed of that fact."

Again, Jae laughed humorlessly, and the air instantly turned colder, every intake of breath felt as sharp as a dagger. The door slid open, revealing the weaponry. "Ah, my floor." Jae mumbled, stepping out of the elevator. She gave the shapeshifter a quick wave, then stalked down the hall.

"I am trying this "Yoga" practice for the first time. Is it painful?"

Jae heard her yell the question, but her thoughts were already elsewhere.

"At last," Jae thought, upon reaching Droxy's stall. "A familiar face."

Benji pulled the katana from his back and made a cut onto the wall, adding it the other thousands of cuts. A cut for each day since he'd came. How else would he remember the days? Today was the 151,476th day of being here. Why was he counting the days? It wasn't like he would ever leave anyway.