forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Skylar rolled her eyes. "Ok. So what if it makes me somewhat exhausted? I need a nap anyway… And I'm hungry. Do you have some food?" She asked, suddenly aware of the hunger gnawing at her stomach. The rush of the wind on her face kept her awake, but she knew as soon as she found land again, she would be fast asleep.

She was still trying not to freak out over the fact that they were dangling above the air. Her life line only one grip to someone’s hand. All she could do was look at the ground terror written over her face. Ana looked up to Skylar. “Um…y-yeah. I’m Ana…” she said, her voice a high squeak. It was obvious she was terribly distressed. “It’s uh…nice to…nice to meet you.” She continued to stutter and stammer over her words.

"Not here.But we will get there soon, and you can eat and sleep. Talking can wait. For you,anyway." Dani looked at her softly. You always protect others Her bother had said. I'm sorry. Then that scream.That horrible, awful scream. Dani shook it off.

"Its ok. Just don't look down. Close your eyes. Its really fun!!" Skylar giggled, closing her eyes and spreading her arms out like a bird. "Doesn't it just make you feel like one of them? It would be cool to be able to fly, wouldn't it?" Skylar said, suddenly having a great time.

(Yes, @Irish. The hamster. P.S. I'm pretty sure my hamster is actually evil. looks suspiciously at hamster

If anyone had asked Blake how his day was before the 3:07 in the afternoon, he would've told them it was terrible. It all started in the morning. He had been woken up and prodded at by a doctor until he snapped at her to back off. After some fighting with a few nurses and a dose of a sedative, he was shipped from one place to the next in a dazed state. He was doing okay at that time, or… he couldn't think clearly enough to realise how bad the situation actually was. He was only informed of how stupid he acted after everything wore off (he may or may not have professed being in love with several random pretty girls on the street; and had to be dragged away by his accompanied nurse after one admitted she thought he was cute), but Blake couldn't think about that right now. Commander Ryker was waiting in the next room to give him his target. At the moment, Blake was pacing the floor, the waiting room chairs only accommodated those without wings. The right kind of people. Blake shook his head to clear his thoughts. “The commander wants to see me. He wants me to complete an important mission.” He repeated it over and over in his head. All the hard work, the extra effort, he put in was about to pay off.

“Thorfin.” Commander Ryker glared from the doorway of his office. Blake immediately saluted in response. The commander gave him a swift nod and walked back into his office, beckoning for Blake to follow. Commander Ryker sank into a velvet chair behind his desk. Blake stood on the other side of it, unable to sit down or his wings would cramp. “Your target goes by the name Ace.” Commander Ryker said flatly, sliding over a file to Blake. He tentatively opened it. There was a picture, a bit blurry, but clear enough to see the boy’s unnerving violet eyes. Blake mentally took note of the other basic identifiers: brown hair, tan skin, a scar on his chin. Ace was nineteen years old according to the file. Blake frowned a bit at the age and possible experience gap between him and his target. His stomach sank as he continued to flip through the file. Ace was bonded to a massive dragon. The one that had almost killed Blake, himself, less than a week ago. Keeping his face blank, he looked back up at his commander.

“Anything I should know that isn't in here?” He went rigid as Commander Ryker shot him a disapproving glare. Blake felt his face heat up with shame, half expecting another slap.

“Read the file, Thorfin. This is your chance. You do this I'll make sure you're moved to Unit 1.” The commander dismissed him with a nonchalant wave. Blake quickly left the room, the file clenched so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. This was it. If he can kill one magic user a little older than him than he can finally make a difference. The other soldiers won't be able to spit and sneer at him anymore. He won't be in danger of losing his wings anymore! Blake let a smile work its way onto his face. “I'm gonna be a hero…” He mumbled the words to himself as he stepped onto the sidewalk. The bright RAC Badger practically glowed on his chest. Blake almost wanted to know where his parents were, just to see the horror on their faces. That the little magicaless boy that dumped on the City Hall doorstep was going to be a hero. They'd be sorry then! Blake jumped into the air and took off, soaring up into the sky with a case file and a redemption mission.

@TiredOttter, loved it! It's fun having someone go after Ace. Let's discuss whether or not it should be Blake who kills Ace or The Terror in his body! It'll be fun. (Laughs Evilly)

Ana tried squeezing her eyes shut. It only made her stomach drop. A scream caught in her throat. “That didn’t h-help…” she whispered. God she was so pathetic! Wailing and crying over this. So ungrateful. So spoiled. Awful terrible girl. “I mean…maybe. But if I was born with it…I might grow bored of it”