forum Ripe Rip Rp (Closed)

Started June 19, 2018 by @Rvan group

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“You know,” Nula began to say, while dodging long strays of electricity. “I not really the one for this, but Rvan, I think you and I need to talk.”

Rvan sent his shadows in the form of dogs to lash out at Zaire. He heard a cry of pain before responding gruffly, "Yes?" Flare sent more zaps of electricity, getting out of the flame circle to try to get to Zaire. He sent shadows to attack her too.

Nula descended upon Zaire while she was fleeing Rvan’s shadows like a hawk upon prey and smashed Zaire skull into ground. “You been so distant lately,” Nula went on as she darted from a jagged bolt of electricity. “And it’s been driving our whole team nuts with worry. Especially, Draco, even though he never shows it.” Nula slashed at Flare as the other twin bellowed in pain. “They don’t realize what’s wrong, but I do. I acted exactly like you did, when I was forced to enter a child’s body.”

Rvan stopped firing shadows and became a half shadow whilst the twin were busy. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Nula directly in the eyes, “I don’t give a sh-t on what the others think. And you don’t know what it’s like,” Rvan stepped forward at Nula, “To be trapped when you were free. You have no f—king idea what it’s like.”
Just as Rvan became fully visible, Flare charged him and shoved him to the ground, shooting electricity into his veins. He roared out in pain. Before the scene was entirely covered in shadows. When the dark fog cleared moments later, the thunder dragon was uncncious and Rvan was invisible again.

Zaire flinched for a second and Nula took that opportunity to knock unconscious with single strike of her wing. Nula stared Rvan right in the eye and Rvan saw rage burning behind those dark pupilless eyes. Although, the rage was not directed at him, but rather the people that had seduced her. “I have every f*cking idea what that is like.”

Rvan came back with a whirl of shadows and DEATH (JK, NO BUT YES) “You don’t want to know what I feel,” Rvan replied because it was the truth. She didn’t feel the hate, betrayal, and utter pain behind his face and above his neck (srry, i couldn’t resist the reference). Rvan’s shadows followed him out like guards. The screams of the fans accompanied him as well, looking for autographs and interviews.

With artificially perfect smile, Angelica walked up to Rvan. “Well, well, it is certainly good to see you again, Rvan. May I ask you a few questions?” Angelica continued talking before Rvan could respond. “You seem to be a lot more confident after battling for second time in the arena. What has caused this sudden boost in confidence?”

Rvan frowned at her, "I wouldn't call it confidence," He gave a quiet dark laugh to himself.

“Well…um,” Angelica muttered, her normally cheerful voice failing her. “Anyway, I was wondering…Are you going to bring someone with you to the masked dance?”

Rvan hummed in question, still walking out yet Angelica kept up, "Masked dance…?”

“Its the annual ballroom dance held for all of the dramans who compete in the arena and their mentors. It’s the place where all the trends are set.” Angelica clarified. “Dramans like yourself are allowed to bring a special somebody with them to dance too.”

"No thanks," Rvan muttered then the elevator doors closed in her face. As soon as Rvan was completely alone, he started to get his mask…

“But it’s required!” Angelica cried before the elevator doors slammed shut.

(#He'sCinderellaNow#FashionablyLate#WalksIntoTheDanceAndEverybodyStares#ThisIsAGoodRp#AlmostJustTyped'ThisIsAgodRp'#######)

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(It's the ball night, people are being called in by their names and element. (i.e. Flare, of the Thunder Dragons) The dance started a half hour ago. Rvan shows up, a starlight/dark blue violet mask covers all of his identifiable features. The man who calls out name is having a drink and isn't responsible, so Rvan just walks in)

Rvan looked across all the dramans hunkered together, some of them drinking, other not. There was dim lighting, yet Rvan could see fine. He saw the fire protèges together mingling with other. He walked down into the crowd of dramans.

(The Council also attends this dance BTW. There are six members of the Council. Most are in there fifties. They sitting at a velvet cushioned seats on a balcony that overlooks the dance hall.)
“I hate this dress.” Nula growled.

“Aww, But you look so cu—“ Gregory started to say in a mockingly high and girlie voice.

“Don’t you dare say it.” Nula snarled.

Thalia looked at Kyle and smiled. “I am glad we came as a group.”
(The heartbreaking irony here is that Kyle wanted to go alone with Thalia…and he feels like Thalia will always view him as a friend.)

(NOOOOOOO, KYLIA FOREVER! Btw, Rvan didn't come w/ them)
Rvan walked around the people with as much class as a millionaire (#TonyStark). He saw how he caught people's eyes, and he was glad he had gotten a mask that covered his entire face.

(Note to self, Jay is Skylar’s boyfriend)
Although, there was one person who didn’t pay much heed to Rvan. She swept by him, almost brushing her hand against his. Rvan knew who she was, he recognized her platinum blonde hair…but then, she walked up towards a muscular, masked boy with dishwasher blonde hair and kissed him passionately, right in front of Rvan.

(He's turning into a super villain slowly ehehehehe)
Rvan frowned, shadows in the corners going enormously larger. One of his shadows, a small, deadly thing, snuck to where the man was standing. And made his foot sting (enough so it could be considered a bad cramp, but not crazily weird).

The muscular and handsome boy broke away from Skylar’s kiss and said, “Ouch.”

Skylar raised an eyebrow. “What’s the matter, Jay?”