forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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She knocked again, pounding loudly. "Open up!"

hiii)

He slowly walked to the door and to told Kata to stay low. Which was very hard for her as she now seven feet tall and opened the door. He was going to play it off. So the last thing he expected to see was pretty girl with stone for skin.

Then he realized he left the gun out.

Macha was a miracle worker with Skylar's hair. She had left it in a half-ponytail, and braided it into a flower-like bun. for the rest of it, she had curled it. Sky was afraid to move, fearing the magnificent curls would come out. Standing in front of the mirror, she carefully touched one of the curls. No way Peter could still be mad at her for trying to leave… would he? Sighing, she bent down, looking through some of the drawers for something to make her face look less… Well.. ugly. Finally, Skylar hit the jackpot when she found a bunch of beauty products, ready to make her look even more stunning than she already was.

After a lot of hard work and trail and error, Skylar looked like an after product from a makeup or beauty commercial. the before picture would be of Margaret or something, a lady with nine cats. Afterward, the picture would look like margaret was straight out of Hollywood. Sky looked, and felt like that. Her eye-shadow was silver and sparkly. Her eye-liner was a perfect on each eye, and her mascara didn't even had any globs! She was thrilled that she didn't mess anything up. This night was going to be so much fun, she could feel it. Sky put everything neatly away and plopped down on the bed, excitement building up inside of her. Now she just had to wait for everyone to get back…

Where's @Lil-Owl ?

I'll just spearhead their interactions for now, then.

Macha crossed her arms. "Hello, is a guy named \blake currently in this household?"

"Yeah sure, just give me a second." Zander tried to close the door but a foot blocked it's path.

"May I come in?" she asked coldly.

" Of course, you need only ask." Zander said cheerfully, but wondering how he was going to explain a very drugged Blake to someone he thought might be Dani.

Blake groaned at the light pouring into the room from the hallway. He covered his head with his wings and hoped the source of it would be gone soon.

Frankie sat on her bed. This was her first time in this new place and the first thing she had to do was go to a ball. Hmmm. Thanks, mom. She thought to herself. Her golden doodle Laney jumped up next to her and Frankie ruffled her fur. Staring into her closet she tried desperately to think of what to wear. Her previous friends said this one looked good on her so she decided to wear it. It was a blue and green ombre with no sleeves. The beautiful high-low dress complimented her bright green eyes wonderfully. Digging through her closet she found some blue high heels to wear along with it. She put them on and wobbled a bit as she stood. Walking over to her desk she found some dangling Jade earrings which she added to her outfit. She looked at herself in the mirror. "Oh, Laney what am I gonna do? I can't dance, and I especially can't dance in these shoes." After quite a while she managed to straighten her hair until only a light wave remained. She braided one braid into and then wrapped all of the hair into a bun. The braid made its way across her head and then swirled into the bun in a beautiful pattern. A bit annoyed she thought, "I look like an egg." and pulled a chunk of it out. It bounced into a nice little wavy bang on the edge of her face. "Much better." It was almost time. She couldn't wait to meet some new friends and she hoped a boy as well.

HELLO IM ALIVE SPRRY BUSY DAY
XD did you reply ace? )

OOOH! Which boy? (My coconut tells me it's going to be him because he's the most attractive boy in this roleplay)

HELLO IM ALIVE SPRRY BUSY DAY
XD did you reply ace? )

(HEHEHEHE) YES.

Go read page 77, bottom.

Aye oke! Ill be right back )

Peter had landed not too far away, and quietly approached Ace. He stretched a wing to hug him, but not turn him away from the ocean when he realized that Ace was mourning a lover— a kind of loss Peter himself had endured before, so his empathy was cripplingly strong. He stayed silent, to respect Ace's moment of reflection.

(welcome!)
(ièm here, but only shortly sorry!)

Macha stepped in sharply, and in a flash, her golden spear was in her hands. Jumping forwards lightly, she pressed the tip of it against the guyès neck, cornering him and closing the door behind her with her foot. "Where. Is. Blake." She said through gritted teeth.

Ace could see Peter out of the corner of his eye and he felt strangely comforted. "Thanks. I usually have to deal with this day alone."