(Sorry I haven't been here for a while.)
Skylar was having a rough day. This was the anniversary of the day Jean died. Walking through the huge throng of people, She reached the bar. Though she was underage, she knew the bartender pretty well. She glanced around making sure nobody was watching her. When she was positive that nobody was, she stooped through the small, wooden door into the bar. Three o'clock in the afternoon was always the time that the bar was pretty much empty, except for the occasional passerby that stopped to get a drink. "Hey Sky. Rough day?" the bartender asked, pouring some beer into a mug.
"I don't want to talk about it." She replied wearily, taking a huge swig and setting it down on the counter. The bartender went in a back room, leaving her to her thoughts. Normally she wouldn't mind, but today she needed someone to talk to. She looked around the room, but it was empty. Taking another sip from the mug, she fiddled with the ring on her left pinky finger. Jean had given it to her a few hours before she died.
The bell rang, and a guy walked through the door. From across the room, Skylar saw a girl get up. She hadn't noticed her before. Intrigued, she watched from a distance as the girl shook the guys hand.
Done with today all ready, she sighed and went to get up. She knocked over a stool, and all their heads turned towards her. A million thoughts raced through her mind, but all she could think of was; I gotta get out of here. Skylar turned towards the door and started to make her way to the door.
Oh. My. Gosh. I'm gonna get caught.
(Sorry. That was really long and bad.)
(are you kidding?! that was great!)
(I'm waiting for @Lil-Owl/@NERD to continue a bit before I add some more btw)
(love your character, @Irish_Dancer1102)
He'd only just stepped into the bar when a girl walked up to him and introduced herself. "Macha, pleased to meet you Ace." she said as she shook his hand. Who was this girl? Why did she know his name. His heart raced as he thought of the possibilities. Could they have found him here? The best thing to do was play along. Ace smiled, "Nice to meet you to, Macha." from across the room a girl knocked over her seat. He turned toward her as she was making her way to the door. Where did he know her from? Why was this city so confusing? Ace needed to get out of here, fast.
As soon an Ace took hold of her hand to shake it, she pressed the piece of folded up paper into his hand. "Nice to meet you too, Macha." He said, a fake smile plastered onto his face. Please just take the paper and get out! she thought fearfully.
There was a loud crash as a stool toppled over, and a girl with ombre hair rushed towards the door. Ace let go of her hand, about to leave, when she grabbed hold of his arm again and whispered into his ear. "They know about your dragon. The paper I jst gave you has instructions for you to follow. Get out of here, now"
He knew it. He had to leave. He pressed the tattoo on his wrist which sent a call signal to Zodiac. But she was late. They found me, Ace couldn't stop hyperventilating. He grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her outside with him. "We need to talk."
(Wont be able to respond for a bit, sorry people! Ill have time tonight, busy day )
Ok back for a moment!)
Peter's expression flashed with surprise at the two people rushing outdoors. Feeling slightly displaced and that manners discluded him from their conversation, he took a smallstep back, but remained cautiously watching.
I'm going to add anything yet. I'm waiting for @~ TopazWyrmlet ~
(Hi, I was wondering if I could join? My character is named Sebastian and he is a shape-shifter. He doesn't have any particular form, but the one he chooses to be in the most is a human boy that has black hair, is muscular but thin and lean, and has overly long legs. He is not very tanned, but not pale either. He is 17 years old but has an older mind because of past trauma.)
(Okay, I wanna join in too. Maybe I could use one of my underdeveloped characters–his name is Lys–he can be a bartender or something, someone to use to keep the spare characters busy whilst the main plot runs? Oh and he's actually a demon from Hades and he doesn't speak English perfectly. idk, just a thought.)
Go ahead, it's open to everyone!
As he pulled her outside, Macha caught sight of dusty blue feathers. Peter. He didn't know her, she knew, but she'd done her research. Taking a second piece of paper out of her pocket, she threw it, and it caught on one of his primaries. He'd better notice that soon…
Turning back to Ace, she said "You don't have much time. Watch out for any police officer with a—" She choked and fell to her knees, a searing pain flooding her with white hot agony. No… Please no…", she groaned as the cracks by her eyes began to throb, almost blinding her as she desperately tried to get a grip on her power. The cracks began to glow gold, burning her as she threw back her head and screamed. Ace started towards her, alarmed, but she cut him off. "Stay BACK!" she yelled sharply. Macha's pupils expanded, covering her tawny eyes with a pool of black ink until they were completely covered, two twin voids and she rose into the air, wings splayed grotesquely, wrapped in a harsh white glow. Golden smoke and grating, cruel-sounding words began to pour from her mouth, rasping in a strange, guttural language. With each unfamiliar word she spoke, a golden rune blazed to life on her forearms and the cracks spread down her cheeks, little chips of stone flying off and orbiting her glowing self as if they were planets and she was the ever-bright sun.
Macha screeched one last time and fell to the ground, back to normal. She could feel the stares of the crowd around her. She got up shakily, and spread her wings. "Let's get out of here."
(anyone can join, go ahead everyone!)
(Hi! I love role-play but im new to this website)
[You guys wanna Roleplay on Skype? :o We can make a notebook.ai roleplay group chat.]
Skylar was almost running as she pushed through the throng if people. Stopping to catch her breath, she sat down on a small, wooden bench located near her. Pulling her phone out from her pocket, she noticed that there were five texts from her mom and Isabella, her sister. Sky, where Are you? Dinner is ready.’ She ignored those, but one really caught her eye. It was from her mom, which said: ‘SKYLAR MAY, YOU BETTER COME HOME RIGHT NOW. YOU MISSED DINNER, AND YOUR TEACHER JUST CALLED. WE NEED TO TALK.’ Skylar exhaled slowly. Oh boy. She started to reply, but from down the street where the bar was, she heard a deafening shriek. Glancing up, it sounded familiar. Shoving her phone back into her pockets, she jumped up and started to sprint. She didn’t know why she was so invested in this person, but she felt personally inclined to help. When she finally made her way through the ever growing crowd, she saw the girl from the bar. She was on the ground, panting. Skylar wasn’t sure if she would remember her, but it was worth a shot. She knelt down. “Hi there. I’m Skylar. Are you all right?”
My character name is Amber, she has blue eyes and red hair, she’s 16 years old, and she has the power to shapeshift. She wears a necklace with a tiger on it(because that's her main shapeshift form) and then she wears high-heeled boots the color of chestnut, long black leggings, a long sleeve pink shirt, over the pink shirt she wears a Jean jacket, and she wears her hair down in a half ponytail. Amber lives in a small apartment, with her pit bull lab mix (dog) named Maggie (maggie is her only family).
(Welcome @horselover! You can add onto this, just make sure you follow the rules!)
"What's going on?" Peter finally decided to ask, more than shakily clueless, and concerned. He kept a reasonable distance, feeling no overwhelming urge to intervene thanks to Skylar. And his inexperience with strangers above the poverty line.
(awesome, the more the merrier :3. Just come in whenever!)
Macha stared in awe at the girl from the bar, this girl who was not afraid of her, ignoring Peter's question. "M-Macha.." she replied, unsure. Sirens in the distance jolted her out of her stupor and dropped her straight into panic. "Peter!" She said sharply, latching on to Skylar's arms and ignoring his confusion as to how she knew his name. "Grab Ace and follow me. We don't have much time." Then, she turned to Ace. "We'll meet Zodiac on the way."
With a loud whumph her huge grey wings rapidly unfurled on either side of her, pushing back the crowd, and she shot up like an arrow, clinging on to Skylar so that she wouldn't fall. She heard Peter follow, carrying Ace, and they soared up into the heavy cloud cover, out of sight.
Peter's mouth stumbled at a loss for words, finding his body was following orders a lot better than his mind could process them. His own wings opened with less abruptness and confidence, swinging down with great force and effort to bring himself and Ace behind Macha's path. His eyes were slightly widened with bewilderment, looking to Ace once his flight path was stable, "Do you have any clue what's going on?" He half laughed, "I uh.. oh geez. This is what I get for walking to a bar," he murmured to himself, under his breath.
(Amber starts walking home from work, heading to her apartment, she starts singing quietly to herself, her feet are tired and hot) (she see she dog watching out her apartment window, she checks the time on her phone, she starts running home because it time for Maggie to eat)
Skylar was thrilled. Technically, she should be worried, but she merely laughed. “WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING??” She yelled through the wind. When nobody answered her, she rolled her eyes and smirked. She could basically just teleport from here to her living room, but she was so intrigued that she wanted to see where they were taking her. ‘Well mom, I might be a little late getting home tonight.’ She muttered. She giggled, sharing some inside joke with herself. She saw Macha glance down at her, searching her face. Skylar stared back, with an amused expression on her face. Macha finally broke the eye contact, and kept flying.
