forum Modern/Urban Fantasy Highschool RP. (Closed!!!)

Started May 16, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

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"No problem." Said the fallen one. "Cool staff…"

Ryan smiles, turning crimson, "T-thanks!" he stutters.

"I can do something along the lines of that…" Razz said, reaching into his pocket, pulling out a large kanabõ, made of black steel, with beige wrapping tape around the handle. It had a very long, very thick, sharply spiked head, and at the bottom of the handle was a ring. It was impossible to fit in his pants pocket, but he had the mojo to wrap around that fact, and the fact that it literally didn't exist a second ago. That was about as far as his reality warping powers went, though.

Ryan feels his jaw drop, "That's really cool!" he says excitedly, geeking out a little bit.

"It's alright." Said the angel, putting it back in his pocket. He decided not to erase it, just in case. "So what else can you do?"

He looks down. "I'll… uh… I'll show you later…" he mutters.

(What if he keeps telling people he'll show his gift of water later, until he's forced to use it to protect one of the others and he turns into a total badass?)

(Smol question for you all…

What is your character's theme song?)

(Thank you Again!)

Name: Cicada Everflame
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Age: 18
Species: Fire Demon
Personality: Hot headed, fiery, pretty manipulative, naturally smart, but she doesn't know everything, can also be kind hearted and outgoing.
Appearance: Short bright red hair, dark red curled horns that turn gold at the tips, brown eyes that have a fiery aura to them, tan skin, freckles across the nose and cheeks, dark red framed wings with the inside a bright red that slowly turns to gold.
Powers: Fire, also has mind reading, but she can't shut it off so she hears what everyone's thinking.
Talents: Has an adept talent for 'accidently' taking others stuff
Likes: Fire
Dislikes: Water
Other: (Optional)

"Thanks." Benji smiled at the boy and got out her pencil, sketching random runes to add to her baseball bat.

Thatcher nodded slowly and took out a pad of paper, looking at the blank page. Names would suddenly appear on the pages sometimes. If the names were written in red, he was supposed to reap that person. If it was written in green, he was supposed to heal that person.