forum Modern Mythical Creatures Roleplay (OPEN)

Started September 24, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

I haven't made my character yet, is it alright if I do so now?

Yeah thats cool it still says open and she accepted you so yeah

Name Ezra Cerber .
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 18
Species:Demon
Personality: Sarcastic and cynical, despite this, he is laidback and tender, hilarious, and very deep as well. He may not seem to have a conscience, but his heart's in the right place. Always a bit reckless.Devil-may-care attitude. Weird and zany.
Appearance: Tallish at 6'1" in stature, has a slightly handsome face and slightly sculpted build. Unruly black hair, brown eyes and either a wicked grin, or kissed-off scowl. Three long scars on his back, and a narrow one on his chin.
Likes: Warm drinks, sunbathing.
Dislikes: Bad weather, soil, and grass,.
Other: Has a pet iguana named Dis, and a cactus garden. Drives a Ninja motorcycle. Alice of life boi.

Thanks.

im with Elle. im cool with either

Same

slice of life it is! should we start?

Hey, it's shuri. I got a new account. It's a long story.

Well. Long story short, I've got bad luck with technology. But it's cool.now.

@WritingGale sure! I'm down to start!

Delta slammed a hand on the table, causing her saltwater latte to spill, the light brown liquid running over the side. "This is absolute bullshit," she ranted to the person across from her. "Sea faeries aren't tourist attractions, we're trained soldiers and sharp-eyed merchants. And Mr. Ferrier expects us to perform? For his pleasure cruise? I don't care how rich he is, this motherfucker is going down."

Max blinked, slightly surprised at the outburst. “That’s pretty messed up of him,” he agreed, folding his arms across his chest and taking a sip of his caramel macchiato. “I’m so in. So what exactly are we doing about it again?”

The sudden outburst had caused Griff, who was sitting at a table next to the duo, to wake up with a start. He stared off into the distance, then blinked a few times and yawned before looking back at his phone. Attempting to mind his own business, Griff began texting his sister. but even though his eyes were focused on his device, he couldnt help but listen in to the strangers conversation.

"I… don't know yet," Delta admitted, sighing. She grabbed some napkins from the dispenser, throwing a giant wad of them on the puddle. "That's why I'm asking you. Hopefully something so embarrassing and reputation-wrecking that it will forbid him from messing with sea faeries- or faeries in general- ever again."
(so in this situation, mr. ferrier, a millionaire asshole, asked delta and some other sea faeries to "perform" on his pleasure cruise. when she turned him down [obviously] he kidnapped a young sea faerie to use as leverage)

Max messed with his snapback. He wasn't the best at this kind of thing, but he was so devoted to his friends and to equality between creatures that would try his best. He frowned in thought for a moment. "Hmm, maybe he's involved in some kind of scandal," Max suggested. "I mean, obviously he already is, but we could spin this so it would wreck his reputation. Or we could try, anyway. Some of us really have the short end of the stick here." He was sort of referring to the scar on his cheek and his past fight, stemming from lots of harassment for being "weak." "If we could catch in the act of being scandalous or something, we could use that to our advantage. I do have a video camera, and a pretty decent one at that."

"Hmm… maybe you're on to something," Delta mused. "Not many faeries believed me about Mr. Ferrier when I told them that he kidnapped Ana because she wanders off constantly, but maybe if we trick him into confessing and then recording it… that could work."

"Yeah!" Max pumped his fist in the air, prematurely excited. "I mean, yeah it could work. We might need more than just us though. I doubt that asshole would listen to either of us."

Griff had glanced over towards the satar when he threw his fist into the air. Not wanting to be obvious, he looked back to his phone. "Ya know," The russian accent was thick, and seemed to become thicker with every word he spoke. "ven talking about overthrowing any von, it's best not to do it in public" Griff smirked, but kept his eyes locked onto his phone as he typed away.

Max flushed, embarrassed. He frowned, a bit angry at the boy for pointing it out. “You overthrow a lot of people then?” He asked sarcastically.

"This is a mostly mythical creature cafe," Delta said loftily. "I doubt that a lot of MC's would willingly work for that species-ist asshole."

He chuckled lightly at Max's sarcasm "I'ts been a minute since i've last done it" Griff shot him a dazzling white smile before turning his attention to Delta. "Even so, vord travels faster than light in many situations." He looked back down at his phone when it pinged, he laughed briefly, then tapped away. Once he finished, he looked back up at the two with curiosity in his bright blue eyes. "So, since you two arent feeling the need to keep it a secret, vats the scoop?"