Words Will Always Hurt Me
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Thread Topic: Words Will Always Hurt Me
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Name: Behemoth
Gender: Male
Species Name: Behemoth/Bahamut
Species Description: A large, strong creature that tempts mortals to greed and gluttony. Also known as Bahamut, a giant fish that carries the world on his back.
Age: As old as time itself
Appearance (opposite of what many think)
Magical Abilities: Acid Vomit/Saliva - depending on the amount and what he eats determines potency and toxicity, when injured, can consume others to gradually heal - the process is quite slow.
Anything Else: The mate of the Leviathan, supposedly always claims to be hungry.
Name: Nahele Ellwood
Gender: Male
Species Name: Descendant of Mab, Fairy
Species Description: Mab is a Fairy Queen from England that brings dreams to light sleepers.
Age: 22
Appearance, he carries a harp to play music for his companions.
Magical Abilities: Like his ancestor, gives his companions dreams when they are restless or uneasy, can put lesser enemies to sleep with a song, and empowers allies through song.
Anything Else: Though he can offer dreams to others, he doesn't have many himself and struggles with sleeping. -
(^ look at those babes omg)
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May I join?
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Sorry, allow me to fix my mistake. May I please join you all.
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I'd need to see an example of your style first. .3.
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(The posting order will be me, Momo, Honey (Ghetto), Heph, Jinx, and then Connor. If Whiplash responds to my question, he'll be last in the order. Heph, just post your ocs when you're ready.
If your character is on the "good" side, you'll be wanting to find a way to run into Aiko and April at the hotel or before they reach the hotel. If your character is on the "bad" side, feel free to have them come up to Leviathan for a chat. You don't have to do this, nor do you need to type nearly as much as I did.)
Leviathan stood in the sea-green colored room as his fingers stroked a box that was sitting in the middle of the room. Many had tried to break into his stunningly beautiful castle to take its contents. All of them had failed, usually dying or being forced into a state where they lost themselves and were used as puppets for the demon's army. A sigh escaped his lips as he withdrew his fingertips from the object and looked around. The 'rebels' as he called them had been deadly silent this year. He wasn't sure if he liked that.
In another point of the world, a tall, grumpy warlock was trudging through a field of snow with a smaller girl bouncing behind him. The air was crisp and cool, the signs of a hearty winter. Aiko groaned as April squealed about some foreign birds, burying his nose into his jacket. They were on their way to a hotel to see if they could find any rebels in hiding. The two were passing by many buildings, but none of them were the hotel they were looking for. "Big brother," April breathed, trying to keep up with him, "How close are we?"
"Look around, kid. How close do you think we are?" -
Can I come in later?
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(What do you mean by that?)
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Meet Aiko and April later in the rp though I will still post when it's my turn
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(Yeah sure)
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Behemoth drooled over the food before him, swiftly biting into it and tearing at it. He didn't understand why he was always so hungry. Eating such large quantities never contributed to his size. He recall being such a grand size, to the point where he would strike fear into mortals and lesser creatures. But those days were in the past, and it's not like his size mattered to his mate anyway. Behemoth looked up, ears twitching in response to the other's exhaling, cooking a brow at him when swallowed. "Something wrong, Lev?"
Nahele eyed the snow surrounding his home, shivering slightly from the upcoming cold. He would have to get moving soon to someplace warmer, or at least find a different place to stay through the winter. He wasn't one to live among today's society, though he enjoyed company, but would likely have to earn currency in order to spend an excessive amount of time in a hotel. Nahele sometimes wished he could live in a modern home like those around him, but being out in nature, forming his own shelter, was much more rewarding. Yet more comfortable in warm weather. -
Elliot could feel the snow making it's way into her shoes as she walked. Her vibrant, blue hair was tied back in a ponytail so she was able to see where she was headed. "Where is it? That lady told me to head this way until I see it, but.." She shook her head in disappointment, "The hotel's a lot farther than I had anticipated. Why can't this place be sixty feet underneath the sea?" Elliot squinted as she began to feel a harsh breeze build up, nearly knocking her over as it passed. As angry and fed up as she was with the weather, it would be worth it if she was able to find some other rebels. In the meantime, she'd have to deal with it.
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Here is an example
The cold fog, surrounding everything, curled into whips and flowed around the cold, Dewey glass. The pale moon cast an ominous glow over the desolate street. A crow cawed, mocking the man who stood, silent and hidden in the shadows. He began to walk, a cautiously traunt, avoiding any twigs that may lay in his path. He arrived at a sloping, mistreated house. He stood at the gate for a moment, then flipped the latch and walked to the door. He gripped the rotten wood knocker and slammed it against the oak door. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun. The door swung open, and with a crack, the home owner fell to the ground. The man turned, and walked, with the hint of a smile upon his face. -
(I'm waiting for Heph :D)
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Name: Drake Duncan, AKA Draco, Dark one, Dragon
Gender: male
Species Name: half angel, half Ljosalfar
Species Description: a Ljosafar is real, but for those who don't know, it is a Norse Light Elf, with shape shifting powers and magyk of purity and good. My Norwegian great grandmother told me stories about them
Age: 77 ( human wise, 24)
Appearance: pale skin, fairar than all with short wavy hair the color of pure gold ingots. He wears a sorcery cloak with a golden cross on a gray backdrop, and over it light Norse armor. Average height and slightly muscular. Light blue eyes that flash silver when gazed at too long
Magical Abilities: he is an adept elementalist and training necromancer, who uses telekinetic powers, powers of light and justice and his angelic wrath. Can summon a gryphon to ride, pure white with gold beak and talons and silver eyes
Anything Else: theif
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