forum Rises The Moon [Open]
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@PrettyLittlePyro

Name:
Taegan Norhana

Nicknames:
Taegan, Tae, Smartass

Age: (young adult)
22

Gender:
Male

Open for Shipping:
Abso-fucking-lutely

Sexuality:
Bi

Appearance: (No images or links)

  • Hair: Taegen has messy silver-white hair that just floats around his ears. It doesn't seem like it's his real hair color, but it is. Not that he tells anyone. Or, if he does, he just says he's albino. He rarely combs it, so it's all over the place, and very messy, although it doesn't look terrible.
  • Face: He has tanned skin, and a very handsome face. And he knows it lol, so he acts… special. His eyes are a pale gray color, and change shades depending upon how he's feeling at the moment.
  • Body: Muscled, but not too much, and fit, he is about 6'0'', even, maybe a bit taller.
  • Clothing: Jeans and hoodies, usually, because he's too lazy to try to pick out clothes that match well. He still looks good in them, though. He will wear the same thing over and over and over, until it smells. And then he changes them, but only after someone tells him.

Personality:
Taegen is like the weather. He can change in the blink of an eye. He can't control his emotions very well, and is rarely logical, unless he's talking to people who just need to grow up and stop being overly emotional, or stupid. He is kind of arrogant, and hates to talk to new people, or to make friends, and comes across as a very mean, arrogant glacier. But with his friends, he can be a goofball, cracking inappropriate jokes and playing games and being idiots with them. He is extremely loyal, and if someone hurts one of his friends, he gets pissed, and will literally blow apart the world. He has a sharp mind, perfect for pranks, and many people have been at the butt-end of his jokes or pranks. He has a huge playful streak as wide as the ocean, and everyone who knows him well enough is wary of it. He loves to argue, and has fun in debates, and tends to be pretty good in them. He knows exactly what to say to people to make them feel better, or tear them down, and he is a master at bullshitting his way out of things. He is incredibly lazy, and rarely does his job, until the last minute. He is a terrible procrastinator, and knows it, but doesn't really care anymore.

God:
Chaos

A random weapon:
A sword. Because why not.

Other:
N/A

(Hope he's okay!)

@Nicolo_Needs_A_Nap

(Weird wording, I know. I honestly don't know if that's an actual phrase or I just thought it was. Like, how does your storm god work?)

(Ah, with that, you'll see)

@RiverTheSeawing

Name: Tempest Falcon
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Open for Shipping: Sure, why not.
Sexuality: Biromantic, Asexual
Appearance:

  • Hair: Tempest has grey hair, which is styled in a wavy bob. The tips of her hair are dyed light purple.
  • Face: Tempest has pale skin and a very anime-esque face shape. Her eyes are purple and have speckles of pale blue in them. Her teeth have a bit of a fang quality to them.
  • Body: Tempest is fit and is about 4' 11" in height. She has sharp nails and long fingers.
  • Clothing: Tempest wears a sleeveless romper, which is light blue in colour, with a black choker that has a white charm in the shape of the air alchemy symbol on it. Her romper has a fake dragon-like tail attached by a tie on the waist. It is coloured similarly to her skin with a bunch of fake falcon feathers at the end.

Personality: Tempest is an honourable soul, who doesn't like unnecessary fighting. She is un-confrontational, but won't hesitate to tell the truth. She is very distant, as she isn't the biggest fan of other people.
God: Air? Gust? I generally don't know anymore.
A random weapon: A spear.
Other: N/A

(Hope she's good.)

@The-Dyonisia group

Well, I'll just post it, lol

The little girl turned around. Immediately Jo saw that where the girl’s eyes should have been was filled with thousands of black spiders. Jo froze in terror, her docile smile replaced by a grimace as she realized just what this little girl really was. The girl smiled a dreadful smile as the spiders all consecutively looked at Jo, and the girl’s mouth opened “You’ve finally taken notice of this terrible web you’ve spun for yourself.” Jo, still paralysed in fear, began to quiver. “That’s right, I am one of the fair folk, and you have wounded the ties between my world and yours. Because of you, our once beauteous realm has been shriveled into these unsightly grounds you see around you” The girl’s face began to morph as Jo thought maybe she should have never torn the gate between worlds “ So you understand why I brought you here.” She bellowed, now towering over Jo, taking the form of a tar black, winged giant “ I must make you feel the pain me and my people have endured” and she lunged forward in a flight of oily blackness.

@The-Dyonisia group

Yay Nice~

Name: Yuli Chrysanthe
Age: (young adult) 23
Gender: Non-binary (They/He)
Open for Shipping: Yes
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: Tall with brown skin and light brown eyes, shoulder length curly black hair (usually up in a ponytail), Athletic but chubby body. He has bags under his eyes along with an eyebrow slit, and he always has a sort of sad smile on his face. Their general style of clothing is in long baggy jeans worn with baggy t-shirts and sweaters. Sometimes he wears baggy jean overalls as well. Wears feather earrings all the time and they have a rose gold bracelet and ring.
Personality: Generally very kind and polite, not opposed to interacting with people but will never engage. Once they form a close friendship they are deathly afraid of losing them. He is very soft spoken, with a patient and flowy voice. He tries to avoid conflict, but is INSANELY loyal, he will always protect his friends. Very prone to daydreaming, they can usually be found staring out the window fantasizing of what life could be. Is not very prone to crying, he hides his emotions a lot. He works hard and is very diligent, but he takes pride in his friends before himself (if ever).
God: Plants/Flora (including mushrooms)
A random weapon: Axe
Other: He volunteers at a community garden on his freetime, because he feels a connection to nature and his community.

@EtherealDreamer

"dude you have like twenty of those already, you don't need more."

Fred said to Ari with an eyeroll, as they picked a mini skateboard; one you used your fingers to do tricks with, off the store shelf of the thrift shop they were in, Ari rolled their eyes back in response and picked it up. They ran their fingers over the top and the bottom of the small skateboard, then used their index finger to get the front wheels to spin, checking to see if they worked, they then did the same to the back wheels.

"Dont care" Ari said with a sly smile "im getting it" they added, sticking their tongue out at the taller boy.
They then walked up to the counter, their giant t-shirt lifting up at the ends from how big it was, and their loose ripped jeans flapping when they walked, against their legs, they stopped in front of the cashier and placed the singular skateboard on the counter, the cashier told Ari their total, $2.08; they pulled their wallet out of their back pockets of their jeans, handing the lady three dollars, letting her keep the change, she then walked outside, where they knew Fred was waiting for them, as he always did.

When Ari turned to face him, they noticed he was standing with his back against the wall, one foot against the wall as well, and a lit cigarette hung between his lips, they could see the dissolving smoke around him, indicating he had just taken the first few hits. They shook their head at him as he looked up at them, when Fred arched a brow, Ari said "you know I hate when you smoke, reminds me of my mom." They managed quietly, as they looked down. Their mom had been apart of their life they were were trying desperately to forget, she had abandoned them, given them away the first chance she got.

Fred shook his head, taking a long drag on his cigarette and blowing the smoke out through his nose. He then held the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, lowering it slightly. He took a breath that Ari could hear, the air was cold, nipping at their exposed skin, and seeping into their bones, Fred angled his body towards them, extending an arm, so he could rest a large, slender hand; on their shoulder.

"look im sorry, I usually finish my smoke before you leave the store most of the time" he said, dropping the cigarette to the ground and stepping on it with the heel of his all black vans. Ari gave him a wide eye expression, they had expressed how they hated him smoking, but he always joked it off, they didn't expect him to actually take them seriously, let alone stomp out a almost full cigarette.

"Its okay, I didn't think you'd actually put it out." They said quietly, their eyes casted not at Fred, but the spot on a wall right above his left shoulder. They drew their eyes to him;startled, as he gave a solid, genuine bark of a laugh. In a slight moment, without meaning to Ari's lips upturned at the corners slightly, revealing a small smile in response.

After Fred finished laughing he kicked himself off the wall and slung his arm around Ari's shoulders, where he had to lean downwards slightly due to their height difference. Ari looked up at him, their eyes glistening in the streetlight just above the thrift store door, Fred made eye contact, and his face slid into a sly grin.

"You are the only acception…" he said quietly, casting his eyes to the ground, then back up to Ari's, his mouth sliding back into his natural sneaky smile.

"I knew how much it must pain, to think of your mom everytime you see me smoking; and it pains me to be thought of in the same way as her, ever in my life. So I put I put your well being before my crave for a cigarette…and look where we are." He said using his hand to motion to the smashed cigarette laying on the ground below him, Ari looked at the cigarette, all smashed and ripped; then back up to Fred with a grin.

They felt guilty, they knew Fred smoked to help with his anxiety and mild thoughts and feeling of depression, once when feeling like he was about to go into another depressional state, he told Ari that smoking seemed to be 'the only thing that helps really, as it seems like the only thing i'm good at doing when depressed and unmotivated." Ari had tried to convince him he was good at plenty of things, but he just waved them off, and lit a cigarette, hanging out the window of the observatory window to blow the smoke out.

"alright…" Ari said quietly, with a tinge of guilt in their voice "you can smoke around me." They added softly, their eyes casted towards the ground in guilt, everytime they were together, she didn't want Fred to feel like he had to keep away from the only thing he felt himself good at, Fred lifted a brow as he looked at them.

"Really? I know how much it reminds you of her, I won't do it if it hurts you mentally and emotionally" he said his face solemn in seriousness, here he was Fred Weasley; who made everything into a joke, but would melt your heart by being completely serious when it mattered most.

"Yes, consider yourself the only acception." Ari said as they looked back up, casting their gaze on his, with a strong smile.