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 Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 10:04 am
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If you have a witch (Not witchling, or anything over witch.) and you want to do the quest to become a Blackheart or a Reaper, this monthly ORP is here to help you to get your page count up. :> If you already have a Blackheart/Reaper, you are welcome to sign up as well, and participate as an assistant tutor. How this works is simple.
► Once a month, usually around the 15th (this date may change depending on staff availability) we will open sign-ups in this thread.
► You sign up your character and post their cert and a link to their journal, usually up to a week before it begins.
► Those who signed up may participate in the training program, where a staff will be roleplaying as the trainer, and they'll be given a mission. Overall success or failure is judged by the staff hosting. (This doesn't have any effect, it's for fun :'D)
► If you sign up your character for this, they cannot do another branch's training in this month. However, a witch is free to decide 'this is not for me!' and seek to become something else.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 7:31 am
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To sign-up, please just post in this thread with a link to your participating characters journal, and the role they'll play (trainee, assistant tutor, other.) Please remember that witchlings may not participate.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 8:15 am
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Signing up Ruria Lockewood, as a Trainee. :>
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 9:37 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 5:46 pm
Theo's gunna be a traineee~ 
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 5:16 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 9:53 am
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Sign-ups for February have concluded.
Participants:
Staff: [May enter their characters to harass or add flavor.]
Sidra
Theofratus
Cruor
Ruria
Ashkii ( 8D He will come visit)
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 12:46 pm
The carriage comes for you at night, all three of the participants crowded into one. You do not know where you are going - it is nearing ten pm, and the driver is a stoic, solemn-faced man that reveals nothing, nor says anything at all, in fact.
When you arrive at Poena Privus, there is...
...no one there. What the heck?
[ OOC Note: This takes place at a different time than the Reaper ORP. Feel free to mingle with one another for a few moments~ ]
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 12:54 pm
Ashkii stared at the carriage. It was dark, and closing on to the hour for witch eater hunting. And yet....On his nightly rounds, this thing had been following him around for...for a good amount of time!
"Yo, look, I said I'm not drunk yet okay, so I don't need a Driver or whatever." Ashkii glared at the Carriage. And when it persisted in following him, he sighed and tucked the reaper bow behind his back, cramming himself in the damned thing.
As he sat, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at the three other inhabitants. Two females and one Male.
And of them all, only one of the females caught his attention. She had more colors then the finest draped women he liked. And she even had faerie wings. Oh precious, out of them all she seemed the most innocent. And then she had the sweetest scent of baked goods on her.
"Sup Darling...." He smiled at her and then the other one, cherry pink hair in pigtails and a almost depressing gaze, "Is this a blind date get together? Cause I can kick these two other guys out..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 1:27 pm
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Mother always said not to take rides from strangers. But most mothers don't nearly break their children's ribs with corsets, either. With only a slight hesitation and a breath, Ruria had entered into the carriage, which had been occupied at that time only by one other, a silvery-yet-colorful looking girl. Her bright and exuberant face was practically the opposite of Ruria, who kept her eyes on her lap, her fingers twisting and turning together nervously. It wasn't the potential fighting or arduous physical and mental tasks that awaited which had her anxious, but the interaction with others she didn't yet know, and the curiosity if her particular fondness for dark magic would warrant her strange looks like it did elsewhere.
It seemed that she had only been in the cabin of the carriage for a brief time before it was filled with others, becoming almost cramped. She didn't really recognize the girl, nor also a boy clad in blue, who had a stern and grouchy look upon his face.
Her heart was pounding in her chest with social anxiety as she tried desperately to shrink into the corner she sat in, attempting to mask the slight veil of worry in her rosey hued eyes. Her insides twisted, and she suddenly found herself wishing desperately she could be back in the town of Makai, enjoying a delicious pudding with Rajih in a warm place.
A new arrival's voice interrupted her whorl of troubling thoughts, and she brought her eyes briefly from her lap to glance at the dark-haired blackheart who boarded. Was he speaking to her...? No, no. Of course, he was speaking to the girl who exuded a much warmer, inviting feeling. Date...? This man sure didn't wait around, he was already aiming for the honeypot.
Before the carriage doors closed as he got in, a sudden flurry swept inside, a clackering and clattering of two craniums who made a bee line for Ruria's lap, where they both nested like fluffy little kitties, eyeballing the others in the carriage with something akin to a cynical disapproval.
Bitter and Biter....her horrible-personalitied, sometimes unwanted yet loyal 'companions', aka, accidental summons who refused to listen to a word she said.
"Why would you leave us behind, Ruria?" bitter asked, a depressive tone to his voice as he mock-sighed.
"We had to follow this drunken wolf-whistler for nearly a mile! And just look at this cadre of whippersnappers! " Biter sneered as best as a skull could sneer towards Ashkii, then started cackling horribly to himself. Ruria's face reddened and looked horrified as she wrapped both arms around the skulls, attempting to muffle their insults and protests and cast a mortified gaze out the window, chewing her lower lip.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 2:15 pm
Cruor made a habit of being on time to everything no matter how trivial. This tended to make him more than a little irritable when other people were late, especially when nobody was there. Thus he found himself leaning against a stone pillar close to the entrance of the ruins, arms crossed over his chest and his disposition far from sunny. His red eyes were focused intently on the ground, one foot braced flat on the pillar behind him the the other digging into the soft soil beneath it.
He heard the carriage before he even saw it, the groan and creak of gears and wood, the soft clopping of hooves on packed dirt. Him being early meant that he would have to deal with... Newcomers. Obviously it would be difficult for him to find such a task enjoyable considering his pre-existing annoyance, but, then, it simply had to find a way to get worse.
When the carriage arrived he watched the new recruits get out before his expression suddenly soured when he saw Ashkii getting out along with them; of course he would come. With a grimace and lash of his tail in disapproval Cruor went back to staring at the ground for a long moment before he looked back up, openly glowering at the other Black Heart. However when he looked to the other newcomers his expression softened, if only slightly.
"Ashkii, what are you doing here? I thought you were allergic to work." Cruor growled, eyes narrow. "And, as you all can see, you're obviously too early. The instructor isn't here."
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 2:37 pm
This all seemed very exciting!
The witch with silver ringlets was in a carriage with no idea where she was going or the identities of the people who were sharing the ride. Yet, she was not scared or even nervous. All she felt in her heart was a rush of adrenaline and an overpowering excitement. Her imagination was already running wild and slender fingers played with the bows on her skirt, she simply could not keep still.
When she was addressed she looked up curiously. "A blind date?" She rested a finger on her chin, she had never been on a date before. "I do not remember agreeing to one, but that sounds fun! You do not happen to know where we are going do you?" She asked, pale eyes looking around at each person individually, they all seemed so dark, it was almost like the matrix or something... Maybe she was on some sort of super secret mission? That had to be it! In a second they would all pull out sun-glass's and take battle formation. Oh, why did she not own a pair? Maybe she was the mascot, or the quirky girl who worked behind the scenes and undercover.
It was clear to see in her soft eyes that her mind was elsewhere, fantasizing about weird and wonderful things.
Though that trail of thought was interrupted as two skulls came rushing into the carriage. People might expect a girl like her to repulsed by the skulls that were all of a sudden in the lap of the girl next to her, however she thought they were adorable, they even talked and their words were so sweet. "Aww, they are so precious! Are these your friends?" She asked the pink haired girl next to her, faerie wings flapped lightly when she leaned over and tried to hold back the urge to tickle one of the skulls under the jawbone. They might look like kittens but it was obvious they had teeth and everything with teeth had the ability to bite.
Then after the skulls another man came to join them, and this one caught her attention. "Excuse me, is that a tail? Are you a Mononoke? I have never met one in person before." Her eyes almost seemed to sparkle in the hope that he was, it was now impossible to hide the large smile on her face. Her hand raised to rest on the bow which was tied on her chest, she could feel her heart racing.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:54 pm
Theofratus Menniadis thought he knew where they were going. It seemed so, at least. The one place he had wanted to go very badly. Poena Privus. Even though outwardly he appeared calm, inside his heart was beating quickly, excitement flooding his veins. He barely paid attention to his companions in this dusty carriage. Whatever their story may be, it wasn't his to know. But they appeared to be a strange group, the three of them. There was a girl with long pink pigtails, then there was what he would term a rainbow fairy. She was all pastel rainbows everywhere, smiling sweetly. She didn't look like much of a fighter, nor did the other girl. But who was he to judge? They were his peers. For all he knew, they were better fighters than he, however fragile they seemed.
The carriage drew to a halt, the door swinging open to reveal the stately ruins of Poena Privus. Up close, it was even more intimidating than it seemed from afar. A Black Heart crammed himself into the carriage and made a pass at the girls, causing Theo to roll his eyes, feeling reminded of someone else whom he wasn't too fond of. Rajih. Was he realy a Black Heart? Theo snorted to himself and went back to staring at the ruins. There were other more interesting things to see besides a man make a fool of himself.
However, two skulls seemed to have made themselves at home in the pink girl's lap, whose name seemed to be Ruria. Deciding he didn't want to be in here any longer, Theo got out of the carriage, none too keen on watching some badly disguised flirting happen. A monoke greeted them, frowning at the black heart who was in the carriage with them. Clearly the other man wasn't supposed to be here. The tail however, was indication of a mononoke. Dragon, Theo would hazard. Not that many creatures had horns and scaly tails.
But what mattered he was here. Breathing in the air deeply, Theo looked around, taking in his surroundings with a sharp eye.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 5:29 am
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It was....absolutely absurd that a person would think Bitter and Biter were anything but vile, repugnant, and terrible. Even Ruria, who loved the spooky, the dark and the macabre, knew this about them. As that shiny, colorful girl seemed to raise her hands toward them, she roughly encircled the two horrendous things with her arms even tighter, before speaking. Her voice was quiet and eloquent, and hinted at a lifetime of 'proper' raising, but were drenched in an inept social ability.
"I don't intent any rudeness, but..." she squirmed slightly, holding their mandibles tight. "They're really not like pets, and I fear they'll attempt to make a snack of your digits if you try to bring them close to their heads. They're truly, very awful." she clanked their heads together in attempt to get them to shut up, before realizing people were getting out of the carriage. She also slid out, smoothing the front of her top and letting the skulls go.
A small bit of surprise ignited on her face when she saw the red blackheart she had once and briefly met somewhere...Oh, before the ball. He was the one who solidly refused to let her examine his scythe. She wasn't really interested in the fact he was a Mononoke...she was more interested in the fact he had a scythe, and she did not.
She stood a fair distance away, her hands clasped in front of her hips. "I remember you, a little, I think." she said calmly. More than likely, he did not remember their brief little 'introduction' in Lumena, but that didn't really matter.
Skulls..where were they now? Her rosey hued eyes gave a quick scan, and that was when she saw them. Biter was harassing the boy donned in blue, gazing...lovingly? Longingly? Into his eyes in a most vulgar way, and Bitter was swaying back and forth, mandible open, examining which part of Ashkii he might like to chomp. Gods, they're going to get me kicked out.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 10:50 am
Ash just smiled at the pastel rainbow before shrugging. "Your guess is good as mine babe." He sighed as they piled out before blinking. Oh he was home. Dammit.
"Did I say that Cruor? I was sure I meant I was allergic to a certain Dragon here." He stretched before frowning, "What is this...A Training Class?" He sighed, "I was picked up from Witch Eater hunting to watch a bunch of whelps attempt to be blackhearts?" He grumped before crouching to the ground....and digging little patterns into it.
"Who's the instructor if its not you Cruor....?" His eyes narrowed, if he had a guess, he knew it would be....and he wasn't sure if he would like that. "Is it...Him?"
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