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    Bwahaha. Lemme tell you, I will never accept one liners here, so be prepared, K?



    PLOT~



    From a land afar, people have thrived and such. There are many mythical creatures roaming the land, Kings, Queens, princesses and of course; one mustn't forget the lonely little tavern standing firm at the edge of the enchanted forest.

    Your character steps in the tavern, the quiet flickering gloss of candle the only source of light. A seed of anxiety bears within you, as you shuffle towards an empty seat. The bartender gives you an eye, before asking for your order. You would nervously say it, but one lone figure catches your eye. He is clothed in pure obsidian, a glint of crimson eyes stalking your every move.

    It seems he is not normal, and is making people feel uncomfortable. The pasty moon hangs low, glimmering and shining its light upon the quiet spoken floors. The night isn't safe, the bartender tells you through wise lips. He cleans out the last mug, before staring grimly at you and sighing. You best be watching out for strangers, he warns, before pattering away to the next customer.

    The moon glowing light illuminated the forests' ground, but something isn't right. Somehow, you sense something quite disturbing about the ebony stranger at the farthest corner. his muscles twitch with impatience, waiting until the moon grows full. Then, he will regroup his pack and attack the tavern.

    Can you withstand their attacks?

    Basically, your character must stop him. Chase him into a forest, yell, attack, I don't care. I control him, so you'll see. >)


    Sign ups~


    Name:
    Species: <I.e. fairies, spellcasters, humans...anything, but werewolves.>
    Age:
    Special Abilities/Technique?:
    Appearance:
    Personality:
    History:


    Be warned, this is a bit of a free for all...

    Yes, Lily was drunk when she typed this up less than ten minutes. ^^
     
    Don't worry we forgive you for the drunkedness as most of us are prolly drunk while joining. XD
    Name: Raven
    Species: spellcaster
    Age:13
    Special Abilities/Technique?: Can summon mythical gods of legend as well as basic magik
    Appearance: A small girl, always cloaked in black. She has short black hair, and dark blue eyes.
    Personality:She is very shy and dislikes violent use of her powers
    History: She has no recollection of the past years of her life. She is a wanderer who goes around helping those in need.
     
    This RP sounds cool =]
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    Name: Celeste
    Species: Half Faerie, half human.
    Age: 12
    Special Abilities/Technique?: She has transprent faerie wings that she could hide at will, she can use them to fly. =] She also could control water, turning them to ice, yadda, yadda. She is also very skilled with a bow and arrow, which she brings with her at all times.
    Appearance: Very small and petite, with a fair complexion. She has long silver hair braided up into a crown on her head. Her eyes are brown, the only sign that she's a human, as faeries have golden eyes. She wears a long dress that is easy to run in, move around, etc. She also wears a red cloak to cover her hair, and to stash her bow and arrow inside the folds.
    Personality: Wiser beyond her ages. She doesn't speak unless she feels that there's a need for her to. But she has trouble showing her emotions, and even though she doesn't show it, she wants to be loved, and wants to fit in more than anything. Usually approaches people with unsurity.
    History: A child who has been shunned with the human world and faerie world, born of a human mother, and faerie father. Her mother was of noblity, thus making her a person of noble rank. But when she was born, her wisps of silver hair gave her away. So they banned her, and when she went to the faeries to seek shelter, they shunned her too. So she has been wandering ever since.
     
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    ookay 8D

    Flygon Zero; A bit on the short side...mythical gods of legend? As long as you don't powerplay, then alright. (Aka don't overdo it)

    Miyu-Chan; excellent. In. ^_^
     
    <<Who votes we should start, say 'AYE'>>

    XP I don't know, do you want to? o.O;
     
    lol this is probably the best rpg i've been in yet, it has a really good story line (and plus i love fantasy)
    Name: Elixa
    Species: is Centaur okay?
    Age: 14
    Special Abilities/Technique?: can use light magic, can tell ones past from the constilation of the stars, and is extreamly fast and strong
    Appearance: (human side) has messy black hair tied in a pony tail, with a ragged cloth as a shirt, and has silver eyes (horse side) is black with silver near the hooves
    Personality: humorus, friendly, somtimes wise, and positive
    History: was in a very strict pack of Centaurs, until one day when the pack was attacked by an unknown troop, Elixa was chased far from her pack and by the time she returned, her pack was no where to be seen
     
    I know you guys are dying to start but I wanna drop in as well if there's no problem...
    Name: Arhanghel
    Species: Half Faery, Half Elf(if possible)
    Age: 18
    Special Abilities/Technique: Darkness is her gift, can use nature's powers and gifts such as elements, power over the mind human and others.
    Appearance: Long black hair, with a blood red strike on her left side, tanned skin, velvet dark purple dress, glittering see through red wings, red eyes and a celtic symbol tattoo on her left cheeck.
    Personality: Mysterious, loner, martyr for her friends, quiet, friendly, stubborn and dark
    History: Exiled by her people for her believes, she has been traveling the world in search of adventure and thrills, with the known reputation of a thief she has been wanted but hasn't been caught...yet. Her practices in dark magick have led those that do not know her fear her. Always willing to go for anything new and thrilling she awaits for the next challenge.
     
    Name: Chaos
    Species: Demon
    Age: Unknown
    Special Abilities/Technique?: able to fly with giant wings, attacks with claws and physic powers
    Appearance: a black zombie-like creature with horns like the devil, with a big leather mask to cover his face, big wings
    Personality: Unforgiving, mysterious. Hates werewolves more than anything
    History: He had a close to death encounter with a werewolf once and now hates werewolves.
    ??????????
    Very interesting RP, and i forgive for the drunkness... *thinks* drunk 12 year old? lol
     
    Might I still join, Lily?

    Name: Umi
    Species: Human
    Age: 9
    Special Abilities/Technique?: She is very skilled in using swords. Might it be wooden, short, anything. But favors and excels more in fencing.

    Appearance: Slender and petite, she has waist long auburn hair that is accessorized with small ribbons. She has vivid emerald green eyes that seem to penetrate into others souls, as many have said. She wears a short and ruffled dress that is the only gift given by her "mother".

    Personality: She can be timid and distant around unfamiliar faces at first, but it only last a while before her optimist attitude emerges. She is filled with innocence and naivety, yet is very witty for such a child her age. She can act mature and naive at the same time. She, though taught to be polite, can be really stubborn. And mischievous as well.

    History: Born as a princess but never raised as one of such title. Being found wandering alone in a forest when she was merely three, a rather cruel lady had taken the young child in her home, treating her as her servant. Ever since then, she had developed a sense of independence, and believed that no one else is there for her.
     
    okay can we start? or should i pm Lilypichu? (btw Marina, ur avy is so pretty)
     
    :O You waited? I'm flattered. Truly flattered.

    Rules: No powerplaying, and please for the sake of my eyes and stupidity, try and use correct grammar? @@; Also, refrain from doing one liners. Cuz I'm paranoid of them. Right then, I'll start us off...


    The moon seemed to paste itself just up north, but not quite north. The forest hushed and hissed with fury, as the wind embraced them strongly. But just left of the woods was a firm wooden cabin of some sort. But this wasn't a cabin, merely a tavern with a very worried man inside.

    His face was grown from wisdom and age, yet his hands kept the same steady rhythm as they slowly cleaned a mug. And then another one. Loud men were roaring from amusement, laughter as merry as the fireplace flickering with warmth and light. The Bartender, by the name Malichite, steadied his deep maroon cloak and troubled cobalt eyes staring out the lonely night.

    Something was going to happen. What precisely, he did not know. But something was.

    He was an intellectual mage, with powers he even could not perceive. But he rarely used them, for Malichite saved them for signs of distress.He was such a vulnerable feeble old person, and the night's chilly wind was bound to bring in some more people. And perhaps a valid reason for stringing out the old unused magic blood pulsing through his veins.

    "Looks like we'll need it now," He murmured nonchalantly, fingering his worn out hands. He was obvious oblivious to the obsidian cloaked figure smiling. His lips were curved in a malicious smirk as the mug of ale was raised, covered crimson eyes watching carefully.

    No, not yet. The moon was not full. He would wait.


    OOC: Doesn't have to be as long as this one...>_>;
     
    Sorry If I break your rules, but I'm unsure about one thing.....are we all starting in the same tavern?
    If not I'll just edit my post! XD

    IC: When I walked into the tavern, the air seemed calm and anxious, as if something big were to happen. I was unaware of what, but knew it best to be cautious. As I awaited my order, I looked outside and saw the rising moon.
    Just a bit longer and it would be high above the clouds, but I planned on leaving soon after so I was not worried about the tales I'd heard. Still, I cautiously grasped my first spell book, Fire, just in case. A cloaked figure seemed to have been watching me, but I tried not to focus on that. However, as the moon arose, he began to catch my eye. He seemed to be having seizures and I walked over, book in hand, to see if I could help.
     
    Meanwhile, i was searching the skies and forests and mountains for food, after all, i couldn't show my hideous demon face to the public. i soared over a lake, my mask blowing in the wind, i spotted a pack of wolves in the north mountains. i remembered how much i hated werewolves, but these were normal wolves. i killed 2 of them and feasted upon every part of their bodies. then i saw an raven seeming to be heading to a certain direction... and i followed. next thing i knew i was at a small humble tavern...
     
    It was getting late and Celeste desperately needed a place to escape from the biting wind. She followed the wind to a lone tavern, sitting alone in the middle of nowhere.
    She sighed, ?It seems like there?s no other choice but to go in, eh?? she said as she checked to see if her hair was fully covered. She was in human territory now, and it wouldn?t be good if they chased her out like the last town did.

    She opened the heavy door and closed it silently as soon she was inside. It was surprisingly cozy, with joyous laughter ringing around her. But one figure remained by itself. Celeste glanced at the figure curiously, and she saw his bloodshot eyes, filled with a murderous purpose. She shook her head, dismissing it as imagining things.

    Celeste walked over to the bartender and said softly from under her hood, ?Excuse me, do you have any rooms left??
     
    OOC: Flygon Zero; not seizures...he's remaining perfectly calm right now. o.O; AGmanga;...try using grammar please so Lily can actually understand... ;;


    The bartender jumped at the kind face, and his wrinkled skin sagged as they stretched into a smile.

    "Of course, my dear. It seems the tavern is quite busy tonight, I do wonder why..." He let out a hoarse chuckle. "Would you like something warm to drink? It shows you are not from around here." A stranger perhaps?


    The cloaked figure glared at the person approaching him. His goal was to stay unnoticed, and yet so many people were taking in his looks as an inconspicuous wanderer having a simple mug of brewed wormwood tea, which would later help him greatly in the moon. His throat burned as the acid like liquid poured down, but kept his eyes focused to the air.

    Oh, time passed slowly. He needed three people...just three! And the ritual would be complete. Laughing a bitter and icy laugh that could be heard echoing around the tavern, the cloaked figure by the name Steel took another sip. This was going to be a long night.
     
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