Recent content by Psychotic_Demon

*punches the air* YES! We'll just wait for a few of the others to consent, then we'll go for it.

(Brad, Syn tried to incorporate you! D:) But still, he is massively overpowered. He definately needs to go down quite a bit, maybe losing some of his abilities in the escape and thus putting him on a level similar to ours? The Shade wouldn't create something too powerful for them, they're not...

Myste felt an unfamiliar hand touch her own, and she immediately pulled away from it, falling from the bed to the floor. Whoever it was, it wasn't Takashi (who had accidentally brushed against her tail once) or Chishio. They hadn't alerted her, either, which made all of her sense tingle. The...

The scent of singed fur reached Myste, and she tensed, her tail bristling. Someone was out there. . . what if they were going to report this little meeting to the Executives? Would they be punished severely? Would they be killed? Perhaps death would be better than living here. . . 'There's...

The Gardevoir-Morph replied to Myste telepathically, which surprised her. She hadn't expect the 'Morph to be able to even understand what Myste had tried to say. And then there was the sense of optimism that somehow worked it's way into her mind, and she felt calmed, however slightly. 'I am...

"How do I look?" The Gardevoir-Morph had apparently received a shirt from Takashi. Myste realised how kind Takashi always was, how despite all he went through, he still managed to make others happy, or at least try. The shirt did fit the 'Morph well, and Myste thought she should tell her. . ...

Refix her. . . bandage? He was offering to help her, instead of. . . of the alternative. She weighed the situation in her mind, testing out the idea of another person helping her. It would make her feel better, as Myste couldn't see what she was doing, only feel. "That would be a great help,"...

((Ooc)) Remember, people, three paragraphs minimum. xD Myste could feel him glance at her. She glanced back, using psycholocation to see where he was. The Nidoking-Morph sat on a bed, obviously deep in thought. The Espeon-Morph rose silently, quietly padding over to him. She could hear him...

All right, here's how is goes. There are a lot of 'Morphs, so a system was devised for them. Basically, every dorm has three beds, since people ended up in rooms together (as opposed to having their own room like Syn planned,) a table, a screen and speaker on the wall across from the door...

((Ooc)) Sorry, Dragonitexchaos, but Syn's actually going to close down the RP. There are no further sign-ups allowed. "Hey.. .Myste... He...he's not a threat, i think he's just confused. This may be asking a lot... but can you try giving him a chance? He wont do anything, and if he does..."...

N-Xige, sorry, but you were rejected. Can you please stop posting in this thread? And there are no windows in the base.

On discussion is where we choose what course of action to take, and generally chat with each other. And, Syn's deepest apologies, but you were not accepted, N-Xige. . . However, Syn will give you chance to improve and then improve yourself. Practice RPing for as long as you'd like, keep up...

Myste jumped at his touch, whimpering. She closed her eyes, expecting a kick to her hip or a hand to her throat, but instead; "Are you okay?" No one asked if Myste was okay. That wasn't allowed, that wasn't accepted, it was something foreign to her--but. . . he wasn't hurting her. She...

((Ooc)) N-Xige and Minos Yewman, sorry, but it just. . . isn't quuuiiite at the level that we need. Myste stopped singing immediately, the soprano note she had just been holding cut off short. She turned in the direction of the door, and could sense someone in the room, standing there and...

*blushes* Oh, Syn isn't that great, especially compared to some people. . . she'll draw Evkay's too, if Evkay wants. Hell, she'll just draw them all. xD