Rolling her eyes at Rogers response she seemed to take a moment to register the sword at her throat, her eyes flicking to it for only a moment before they focused on the confrontational force herself, a slight grin at the edge of her mouth "Are you going to hold that daemon child's death against me forever my dear Karinda? Hm?" she seemed to morph into a shadowy fog that twirled its way around the heated blade and even Karinda herself before reforming Willow, leaning against Karindas back, as elegant as always, "did you ever consider that there may be more to the situation then first appears" she folded her arms under her chest, raising one hand to stroke her own chin in mock thought, "Maybe I overestimated you".
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 7:18 pm
Plushy
Plushy walk the kids home, he walked quick along his route using his wings to shield the kids from the rain, using his tail to place the kids at their front door as he passed their house. The rain fell heavy and many kids got wet when plushy moved them. Plushy hurried along the route till only 3 kids where left, he broke from route here as it was shorter to just take them strait home, though it on the other side of town, Plushy could take short cut to get them home sooner. The boom boom of thunder could be heard through the roar of rain pooring on them as Plushy walked accrost town. my occ
((is lost as to what is wrong with plushy post...i will keep post plushy stuff as planned, and will edit edit any errors that pop up from whatevers wrong....got the captain mad, so there may be much edit to do eeksweatdrop))
Loki stood stiffly about halfway between the dining room and the situation unfolding in the hallway. In the span of what felt like moments, she had nervously witnessed a self-proclaimed daughter of Death seemingly appear out of nowhere, Karinda making fiery threats, and Rodger looking more alarmed than she expected she would ever see. Saiirin's growl startled Jarod, and he eyed her apprehensively for a few moments. He realized that she too was focused on everyone else. His eyes locked on Karinda, and he couldn't help but stare as flames consumed her arms, leaving her clothing unharmed. Loki recognized a feeling of incompetence compared to everyone else in this situation as she observed the display in front of her. She frowned at this bitter reminder that her shape-shifting abilities alone were nothing special now that she had "re-entered" the world of mythical creatures. If a fight was to begin she likely would not be entirely capable of defending even herself or her son. Jarod's gaze went to his mother, and found that it made him uncomfortable. She looked cross, almost. Or was that fear? She was too tense, he thought. The increasingly angry and threatening nature of the conversation going on concerned him. He realized he had not once heard his mother's voice since she left the dining room. The rain seemed noisier than it had been moments ago. His hands went to his shirt, twisting and smoothing out the fabric with increasing tempo, gradually making their way across the front of the collar. Loki's full focus returned to the contest before her as Willow appeared behind Karinda. Willow's mention of a dead child troubled Loki, to say the least, and she was very well aware of the fact that the small distance Willow had moved brought her closer to the dining room. Karinda seemed to be keeping Willow's attention, so Loki remained silently alert.
Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 8:11 pm
Plushy
Plushy walked through the pooring rain, his wings folded over his back the keep the kids dry. Plushy reached a house, he wraped his tail around the boy and placed him at the door. The kid quickly went inside. Plushy walked to the next stop, again wraped his tail around the girl, and placed her at the door of her house. The boom boom of thunder is heared overhead, Plushy walked to the last stop, he use his tail to place the boy at the door, the door is locked. Plushy thinked into the house, he find the parents in the celler, he infoms them "Plushy has you son back from the bon fire cansled. Do you want him through the front door, or should Plushy move him somewhere else?" The dady answer Plushy "Bring him to the back door, there is old shute next to it, put him through that, we catch him." So Plushy went around the house with the boy wraped in his tail, Plushy find the shute full of water from the rain. Plushy stuff stuffed the boy through the shute, knocking over his dad. Plushy droped the boy on his dad and pulled his tail from the shute, so no more water get in the house. Plushy walked fast through the rain, heading back to the bon fire place to make sure every thing got put away ok. my occ
((sorry about the "shoot" spelling, but i can't spell the funnel type correctly xd also had hard time trying to figgure out where the spaces need to be...sorry about the one big block of text be hard to read sweatdrop also, my other occ was very poorly worded, so there may not be much post editing needed, if any....but we will see.))
Karinda’s head moved back a fraction and her brows furrowed in shock, the flames of her sword dimming as they flickered. “Demon child?”
Karinda’s surprise quickly diminished as Willow’s body turned into black mist and wrapped around the fiery blade.
She snarled as she felt Willow’s back against hers. She pulled away as the woman spoke, letting the flames' elemental weapon dissolve as she reached toward Noci to again guide the girl so she stood behind her.
Karinda spared Loki a glance, before her full attention went to Willow’s back.
”Maybe I overestimated you,” the woman finished, making Karinda snort.
“There is n’er a situation lacking depth beyond the images of what one’s eyes can see,” Karinda growled, glancing to the dining room archway where the two inside remained just visible. “Yet, ‘tis upon the first view that any beast, human or otherwise, tends to judge a situation.”
Hoping the woman had paid the dining room no notice, Karinda put a hand on Willow’s shoulder to force her to turn around.
((Okay, I accidentally put the quotes on here wrong when I initially posted--I forgot a bracket on each of them.. My bad if you don't check the RP unless you get that.
So you know, I put a few words in brackets because they are dependent on another player’s response, so I wrote it anyway in case Rikku has Willow turn. And hey, you just caught me on a really bad day, me know it all. Still sorry! Good edits. Rikku, may I ask which version of daemon you are referring to, or is that yet to be revealed? There are three that I know of: a simple arcane spelling of “demon,” a nature or guardian spirit, or basically a demigod.))
Rikku Wood
BlissfulCalamity
me know it all
~OOC Edit: Deleted bit that stood void after Rikku's post.
Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 6:45 pm
Plushy
Plushy walked through the rain, he arives at the bon fire park and finds one human alown in the rain. The human trys to set a smashed up table on fire, he is very much wanting to burn it. Plushy helps, whoosh. Plushy's fire turned the table into ashes quickly, even with the pooring rain and wind. The human fussys "No Plushy, don't ruin the cleaning thats my job. I can make my own fire." Plushy answered "Not in the rain you can't, Plushy fire better for cleaning too." The man replied "If i want Plushy fire i feed Plushy banana bread! Plushy shouldn't be helping with out banana." Plushy answered "That rule only applys to non-humans, all humans get free Plushy help, and that includes Plushy's fire." The man rolls his eyes... Another kid, Oberon walked out to them from his hidding place, he had hear all of Plushy talk with the man, he knew he was fussy over Plushy use of tail, insted of wings, to move the table. "Can Plushy take me home?" he asked. Oberon had missed Plushy the frist time, and he was looking forward to a ride in Plushy's tail, there was nothing wrong with Plushy's tail, and he liked to drive the man crazy. my occ-for scath
((i made one edit to the post as it was posted, you have not got back to me about any more edits to make...so post ok, all good then, i forgive you, and GOD dose too. also, crossword show me "shute" might be the correct spelling for my last post, i edit fix it... also sorry the man has no name...may edit one in so he has one, plushy would know who he is...they fussy much xd ))
((rikku said to say he is busy busy, works 3 shifts now that his co-workers are fired. he will try to post on brake, but has almost no free time. see comments on me profile too?))
Posted: Fri May 09, 2014 4:18 pm
Willow:
As you place your hand on Willows shoulder a wave of intense,blinding pain shoot through your entire body, the black rose on your cheek glowing red hot.
(Sorry its short, will make the next post bigger as will have more time)
The storm was very bad now, too much lighting to have kids on back. Plushy put his head down to Oberon and opened his mouth. Oberon recognized Plushy gestur, knew he not ride Plushy's tail. He climb into Plushy's mouth, and walked down his throat into Plushy play place. Oberon crawled slowly through Plushy play place, everything upside down because Plushy was walking upright, and not on his back, as he normally is with kids inside him. Oberon got to a play bubble and made himself comfy. Plushy walked the human back to his house under his wing, happy the table was ashes now. "Plushy can get the kid home, you should stay safe in house." "Storm not bother Plushy much?" the human asked. "No, Plushy's scales keep him much safe." The human went in his house, and Plushy started his walk to Oberon's house, through the lighting, pouring rain and wind.
my occ
((was not here yesterday because we where in pittsburgh pennsylvania getting new car...long drive, all day trip. sorry if this is short post some...))
Scath na hOiche
BlissfulCalamity
Rikku Wood
Posted: Fri May 09, 2014 10:12 pm
Karinda screamed and pulled her hand from Willow as pain seared through her, her flames snuffing out. She collapsed to her hands and knees, her fingers balled into tight fists against the floor and chest heaving with her heavy breathing as she fought against the desire to again cry out.
From the dining room, Saiirin gave a yelp as Karinda’s hurt echoed through their mental connection for a moment before Saiirin blocked the passage of the signals, the flame of rage inside her growing into an inferno.
Rodger’s face twisted in anger. He moved an arm to his side, and a golden quarterstaff formed in his hand in a cloud of white smoke. Menacing spikes topping both ends, and a silver phoenix wound around the ends of the staff, leaving the center smooth. With an elegant motion, he gripped the staff with both hands and pointed one end of it at Willow.
“A daughter of death or not,” Rodger growled, his wary gaze shifting from Willow to Karinda and back again, “You have no business being here uninvited. I want you out of my home. Now.”
With another flash of lightning, the lights in the apartment space flickered, and a clash of thunder rumbled outside.
With a smoke-filled snort, Saiirin took flight and sped toward Willow.
Sensing Saiirin’s intentions, Karinda looked up, her teeth clenched.
Saiirin, no! she called mentally to her dragon friend as the pain began to ebb.*
Ignoring Karinda, in one smooth motion, Saiirin pulled up at the last second so her wings kept her hovering vertically with her body facing Willow, opened her jaws, and a small jet of flame spewed toward the woman.
((*I am assuming the effects of her touching Willow would not last long. Forgot to put that last night. Sorry! I am kind of OCD that way with writing, so edited that.))
Plushy walked through the storm to Oberon's house. Plushy got to the house, and was moving in closer to let Oberon out at the door, when the house went POOF, and was gone. Lighting strike the basement, Plushy could see another small flash as the thunder went BOOM. Plushy looked into the basement and found 3 skeletons, one of them was moving about still. Plushy recognized the living dead spell, and knew he had to hurry. Plushy put his head down into the basement, "You child is in Plushy play place, you must find him and tell you story, hurry." Plushy said, and opened his mouth so the skilly daddy could get in. Oberon's skelly dad found him, Oberon was shocked. His skilly dad tells him this story. "There once was a boy who ride the Plushy, when he grew up he wedded and had a son, then doom ended them both while the kid was much young, so Plushy cared for him and he ride the Plushy, when he grew up he wedded and had a son, then doom ended them both while the kid was much young, so Plushy cared for him and he ride the Plushy, when he grew up he wedded and had a son, then doom ended them both while the kid was much young, so Plushy cared for him and he ride the Plushy, when he grew up he wedded and had a son, then doom ended them both while the kid was much young, so Plushy cared for him and he ride the Plushy, when he grew up he wedded and had a son, then doom ended them both while the kid was much young, so Plushy cared for him and he ride the Plushy, he try to brake the curse but failed, he had me and while i was still a kid, a bit younger than you, the doom came and ended them both, so the Plushy cared for me and i ride the Plushy, when i wedded the in laws met the doom on our wedding day, they die as we left the church and no one wanted to tell us then, so we didn't find out till after the honeymoon, i try to brake the curse by having more kids, but that failed too, as you can see, i'm a dead daddy and the living dead spell will soon wear off, you come from long line of Plushy riders, Plushy will care for you, don't worry about us, only try to brake the cruse, or you will also met you doom early." Oberon's skilly dad then crawled back out of Plushy. Plushy watch the skilly dad walk back into the basement and set himself down next to the other skeletons, then the spell wore off, and he never moved again. Plushy had his mouth open, as Oberon has followed his skilly dad out, he sat in Plushy's mouth and looked at the doom that had happened. BOOM. It was still storming out, and the basement was filling up with water. Oberon crawled back into Plushy play place. Plushy closed his mouth and got his head out of the basement, he walked through the storm, down the street, the rain pouring on him. So this happens again... Plushy thought to himself.
my occ
((a mad man made a very smart bomb that did the house and family in like that, but the Plushy and them don't know about that.))
BlissfulCalamity
Rikku Wood
Scath na hOiche
Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 7:08 pm
(( I'm sorry this post is so awful. I've been trying to work on it for a couple of days now actually, but for some reason I can't make it ... sound right, I guess. Flow right? Not sure what I'm trying to say here. stressed Maybe I need to think in character more.
me know it all, I want you to know that I am growing fond of Plushy. XD ))
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Rikku Wood
Scath na hOiche
OOC Loki inhaled sharply and became visibly upset at the sight and sound of Karinda doubling over in pain. It was enough to finally and quickly draw her to the group, and she crouched by Karinda. Her own hands trembled, a sign that her body was prepared for an immediate shift should Willow make an offensive move.
“A-Are you alright?” “Is she okay?” Jarod breathed - from right behind the two women. His question was directed at his mother, but his eyes were on Rodger. The familiar voice snatched Loki's attention away before she could follow Karinda's gaze to Saiirin. “Jared?” Loki stared at her son in near disbelief. “Karinda got hurt and Saiirin-”Jarod's hands, which had been tightly gripping his shirt, released their hold. He stood frozen for a fraction of a second after Saiirin made her move, then placed himself between his mother and Karinda in order to tug on one of each of their arms. “Let's go back-!” he whimpered, his eyes still on the daughter of death. Jarod seemed short of breath, and Loki noted right away that her son's hand was almost hot to the touch.
Oberon rested in Plushy play place, shocked. His house was gone, his mom and dad both where gone, and his little sister was gone... everything was gone. He liked Plushy, but to have Plushy be all he had... he wasn't sure what to do, how could he brake the curse? How would Plushy help? Did Plushy learn much about human child raising with all the riders he had? Or did Plushy riders get raised differently? Plushy walked through the storm, rain pouring on him, lighting flashing about, wind blowing through his frills. Plushy walked down the road, it was empty, no one was out in the storm. This storm was worse than most, so this is why the humans canceled the bon fire, humans don't like been out in this weather. Plushy observed, thinking to himself. my occ
((Scath na hOiche, did you want plushy to find Vanessa and tell her about the missing house? or let someone else find it?
BlissfulCalamity, thats nice...? (this is good for RP skill?)...wow?
rush and crush, are you still palying shen?))
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Rikku Wood
Scath na hOiche
Rush And Crush
Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 5:42 am
Willow:
Twirling her forefinger in a quick circle in an almost bored fashion several small tendrils of shadow shot up from the ground and before the flames could get close to her they had trapped become trapped in a small black ball which Willow caught and looked at with only the slightest interest before the ball turned to a dark gas which the air quickly filtered to nothing.
Almost without warning Willow slumped over, sighing deeply as if loosing all interest in the situation, but not before making note of the new members of their little gathering. "Nesachra tes, monateilo" She mumbled tiredly, mostly to herself before straightening up and twirling her wrist in front of her, a leather bound notebook appearing in a swirl of black mist as she did so, repeating the gesture with her other hand to reveal a large elegant black pen. Flipping through the pages she stopped occasionally and appeared to be making notes, "I shall say this once more, I did not come here to begin any sort of confrontation, believe it or not I am actually here to give you, a task, one which you have no real choice but to accept" though shes clearly talking to to the group as a whole she didn't raise an eye from her book.
