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| What do you think you'll be? |
| Werewolf / Lycanthrope / Shapeshifter |
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17% |
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| Vampire / Undead / immortal with a catch |
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20% |
[ 8 ] |
| Elf / Drow / immortal without a catch |
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17% |
[ 7 ] |
| Dwarf / Gnome / Halfling |
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0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Yokai / Tiefling / Demonkin / something very BAD |
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7% |
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| Celestian / Aasimar / Angelkin / Something pretty awesome |
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5% |
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| DRAGON!!! |
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10% |
[ 4 ] |
| Minotaur / Centaur / Demi-human |
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5% |
[ 2 ] |
| Other / I saw it in a movie, so it COUNTS! |
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17% |
[ 7 ] |
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| Total Votes : 40 |
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 Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:09 pm
((OOC: No, you only smell Santaiel. -giggles-))
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 11:11 pm
Fey took a quick look at the demoness before he stood up and answered her other questions "I'm a lycan, I'm just waiting for someone to leave the Manor back there." He turned and pointed in the direction he had came from. "Now what are you doing here?" He asked as he turned back to face her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 9:25 pm
The woman's eyes followed his outstretched hand in the direction of the house, and focused on one of the brightly lit rooms. There were people inside that caught her eye, but she looked back at the lycan as he turned back around.
"Oh, not much... Kind of playing... Kind of not..." she replied as she tilted her head down a bit, eyes still on the lycan.
"But... I'm not really doing anything now... I can help get them out, if you'd like..." she offered, her voice releasing a hopeful hint of excitement.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 2:32 pm
"Playing?" 'Just what kind of a game does a demon play?' He wondered. "You can help me?" Fey stepped closer to the demon as a fang filled smile bagan to run across his face. "Well then I guess I should know your name."
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 11:47 pm
"My name's Aali, but you can call me whatever you want," she replied, her tone easily mistaken for as flirty. Her voice was soft and quiet, but it also had a bit of a purr to it. She curled her lips up on both sides and revealed the cutest smile she was capable of. He was wild and dangerous, she knew that, and with it being so, decided that her interactions with him would be dealt with as if he were her own kind. She would treat him with respect, honor his wishes, and attempt to help him achieve reasonable goals, hopefully making a new friend in the process.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 1:32 pm
((OOC: Sorry, our internet went kaputz there for a couple of days. It's back up, now, thankfully. Hopefully I will post sometime tonight/this afternoon.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 6:23 pm
damecharlie ((OOC: Sorry, our internet went kaputz there for a couple of days. It's back up, now, thankfully. Hopefully I will post sometime tonight/this afternoon.)) (( OOC: You didn't. We're waiting, dear. x' O ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 1:28 pm
((OOC: razz >.< Nu-uh! You're waiting on ole' Preda-squirrel there! lol. Internet's still bonky. I'm on my g-ma's at the moment so my time is constrained.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 2:55 am
"Alright then." Fey said as he turned away from Aali and looked towards the manor. "We should get going, before they get a chance to escape." Fey began walking when he stoped and looked back at Aaim. "By the way the human women and her daughter... don't hurt either of them unless you have to." He said coldly as he stared at Her. He quickly transformed into his Lycan form and headed for the Manor.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 10:47 am
(( OOC: Oh, I see. ))
The demoness found it a bit of a difficult task to keep up with him in human form, but she saw no reason to change yet. She reached the manor shortly after he did, and hoped that one of his friends was entertaining enough to be worth the run.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 3:25 pm
Fey stopped infront of the manor doors and looked back at Aali. He gave her a quick nod before he smashed through the door and ran inside. He stopped infront of the large stairway and roared angrily.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 7:40 pm
((I'm gonna give my friend DameCharlie a little more time to get Lana's reaction in and then I'll be doing the thing with Anya when I get some time. Maybe this weekend, depends though...
I'm excited!))
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 7:44 pm
((OOC: I am so sorry, guys! I'm back now and am aiming to post tomorrow. For realz this time.
EDITED:
Hey! Wait a second! I just read your posts. Good grief. Lana's poor manor. Did we really take that long? Stupid anthromorphs -slinks of to write muttering about daggum lycans and other shapeshifting beasts- ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 11:06 am
 Santaiel narrowed his eyes at Anya’s words but said nothing. If he would have been more childish, he would have stuck his tongue out at her. He entered into the child’s room behind the cat-person as the wind rustled the trees outside and carried a scent to his nose. He got a far off look to his eyes as his nose scrunched and unscrunched, inhaling and exhaling the smell. He could hear Anya and Lady Lana talking as if through a haze, words becoming fuzzy around the edges. He made his way across the room, sniffing towards the window. He rested his hands on the sill, eyes still distant. The smell was familiar but he couldn’t place it. He cocked his head left, then right, and left again. Suddenly the wind shifted and a new odor hit his nose. His body tensed slightly, the fine hairs at his neck standing on end, and a sub-vocal, inaudible by human ears, growl started low in his throat.
Lana nodded and listened to the young catwoman talk. She smiled at her excitement. Her eyes flickered over to Santaiel, every so often, concern showing. She chose not to comment and said nothing, her eyes and attention returning to Anya. “That will be fine, and very kind of you, Miss Anya. I would feel safer if both you and Santaiel watch young Marianna. I will just run quickly down to the kitchen to gather food stu–” Suddenly a huge crash and cracking of wood was heard followed by a humongously loud roar. Lana jerked and had a sharp intake of breath. The air caught in her throat; her face flushed, eyes going wild and scared. Marianna woke up screaming, a piercing scream that wouldn’t stop, sitting straight up; her eyes were also wild with fright. Lana ran to her child’s side, burying the girl in her maternal embrace.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 12:28 pm
Lana's words caught in her throat as the crash resounded throughout the house. Dammit, thought the Kaelan as she stealthily ran for the door without missing a beat, I guess I'm out of time! She ran out into the open hallway and saw the monstrous lycan glaring about below. Without a change in her stride she vaulted over the railing and brought the blade of her halberd down upon the beast's head.
Fey heard her just as she touched off from the landing above and managed to save himself at the cost of a wound to his arm. The lycan roared at Anya as she took an aggressive stance before him. She then caught a glimpse of another individual - a woman. Great, she thought, Just what I need... He has a friend, so I'll need to keep an eye on her, too. I'd better get this over with as soon as I can!"
Anya pressed her attack on Fey, using her polearm's length to her advantage. She took care to keep the stronger opponent at bay and to not let him get a hold of her weapon. If he did, she would have only the pair of swords on her hips, and she did not want to get that close.
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