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 Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 9:31 pm
Stephen lowered his hand from his mouth, he hadn't meant to do that. Drawing a shuddering breath, he got up and started forward. The senses and instincts always came before the true change, that is how he knew it was going to happen. As he walked, he wrapped his arms around himself in a futile attempt to keep the beast within where he wanted it. He eventually reached the boulder where Saleis (doesn't know her yet) had been. He managed to pick up a scent, Hey, this smells like me, but different, He thought to himself. He decided to follow the trail, as he smelled somthing else, a reasurring smell.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 10:28 pm
Before he knew it, Roran was dragged off the porch of the strange house and into a comfortable arm chair in a quaint living room. He simply sat and stared at the wall in front of him in shock for a moment. For some reason, he felt abnormally safe and at peace inside the walls of this house. The blast from outside snaps him back into reality. The reality of having an arrow stuck in his leg. Without second thought Roran reached down and yanked the arrow out of his calf. A considerable amount of blood was spilled onto the floor and within five seconds it coagulated. Vampire blood had the odd habit of drying very fast. The crude procedure was incredibly painful and Roran had to bite back a scream. After a few deep breaths he notice a little girl who he presumed had dragged him in. "You, girl. What is this place?" Roran said, pointing at Raymei.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 3:48 pm
Saleis stared at the little nic-kacs and cute statues, her golden eyes peering at each thing when her spine tingled and her head shot up, her nose scenting anything it could. Wood; it was oak, heavy, but not so old. Dust, but not to be bothersome of it. Magic, and blood. Metal, paper, food, the dull, still air, stenching from what she really wanted to know. She walked to the front door and opened it. The night air rushed at her. Smoke from a distant tribe, leaves, the dirt of the earth. The sweet grass dew, floating as steam in the air, waiting to be settled in the morning. The bright moon shown down on her as Saleis walked down the porch stairs, her eyes wide with curiousity. She sniffed the air again, and grew fearful as she scented her own kind--Male though, or that of a female who wished to discuise her true gender. Saleis stood, waiting, hoping that it wouldn't harm her; she didn't want to get hurt and she didn't want another to get hurt. She whimpered slightly, her whine carried away by another rush of wind. Leaves swayed against each other before settling to the quiet night.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 2:49 pm
At exactly 5:59 an alarm went off in Amelia's head. She silenced it with a thought and stood. Shaking, she grabbed a chair for support.
"I mustn't let them see me like this...oh, why did I have to use so much energy...transportation spells have never been my forte..." Glancing down at her desk, Amelia smiled a little. A snowglobe now sat on it, and within the snowglobe were many little figures. They fired their guns and arrows at the walls, but the hunters weren't going to get out. Placing a hand on the globe, Amelia whispered a few words. She lifted her hand, her energy now restored. Four of the hunters had dissapeared.
"This is my home. I am Amelia," Amelia said, appearing at the bottom of the stairs. She moved to stand behind Raymei, who was fixing the table. Alonso leaned against the wall, a frown on his face.
"Oh! Amelia, dinner's almost ready," Raymei said, finishing the table.
"Why don't you go get everything prepared?" Amelia said. Raymei hurried off. "Alonso, you should go get that firewood." Alonso gave Amelia a hard glance, but then bowed and walked out of the house.
"Oh, and tell that girl where the dining room is. I think she's wandered back from the woods and into the parlor."
'I wonder what she did to those hunters... Alonso thought. He had shown the girl the way to the kitchen then left. She had looked quite refreshed but still uneasy. 'She sure didn't kill them...ugh. I don't even want to think about it. She's a very powerful witch. I'm glad she's accepted me. But...sometimes I can't help but wonder if it's only because of Raymei...' Alonso sighed and gathered the wood. But then he froze as he noticed a figure moving between the house and the woods.
"Who's there?" he called. 'If they're on the land then it means they're not human or like me. But that doesn't always mean they're friendly...'
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:41 am
Saleis was led to the dining room by the young boy. She couldn't exactly tell what he was, but he seemed to belong here...but at the same time, he seemed to be the outcast. This was interesting. She stared at all of the spots at the dining room table, and decided just to sit down near the middle of the table. She didn't want to be rude, but as she sniffed the air, she gave out a dull whine of disgust. Cooked meat was for humans, witches, and sprites. Everyone else should enjoy the soft raw flesh. She sighed, resting her arms on the arms of the chair and staring out the window. She was gazing at the moon when she heard, barely, but surely, the boy calling out towards something else. Her brow furrowed and she whined oh so slightly. Who could've been keeping track of her?
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:15 pm
((why are all of mine bad?!))
Stephen knew he should leave, he could feel his body begin to morph into its transformed state, but something made him stay, "Unlucky," he called back to the boy, "Who's house is this?" he timidly asked the boy
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 4:02 pm
Alonso was so terrified when he heard the voice that he almost ran for the house, but he stayed.
"This is Amelia's Home. It is a home for those with magic in their hearts who no longer have anywhere to go. It is owned and operated by Miss Amelia, an extremely powerful witch. If you mean no harm and only wish to take shelter, then we shall welcome you with open arms. If you intend to harm us then you shall be rejected. But, in place of our usual welcoming wagon, I must say to you that if you are here then it means you belong."
The words came out of Alonso's mouth before he could stop them. Still rooted to the ground, he waited for a reply.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 9:35 pm
((crap again, I'm wondering if i should quit this RP))
Stephen has breathing heavily, the changes were taking their toll on him. He smiled, inadvertantly showing a mouth full of sharp fangs, "It is not my intention to cause anyone harm, I only wish to stay as long as I am welcome-" the rest of what he was going to say was cut off by an agonized, bone-chilling howl, his, as his body frienziedly finished warping his body.
::EDIT: there, korn doesnt need to edit his, we'll just say it happened right before::
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 11:32 pm
Roran finds his own way into the dining room and spots a girl he didn't notice before. Her skin was not deathly pale so it was safe to say she was no vampire. Roran also noticed her sniffing the air. Werewolf or lycan then. Hopefully werewolf, lycans still warred vainly against the vampires and ever burned with hate. Roran crept to her side of the room in perfect silence. When he reached near her chair he heard the girl utter a slight whimper. Roran smirked slightly and leaned against the back of her chair so he faced away from her, setting his hands on the sides of the chair's arms, and broke the silence. "So are hunted by your kin as well?" he asked still with a smirk that showed in his tone.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 4:00 am
Saleis jumped slightly, a growl escaping her throat, but she wasn't in the hostile mood. She snorted slightly, but still faced forward. This was the boy that was attacked by arrows. This was a vampire, or else she would've heard him. She sighed slightly, "In my world, your kin is your pack; if you don't have a pack, you don't have a status. In my world everyone hates me." she said, crawling up on the table and sitting on it as she turned towards the vampire. "Now tell me; what is your story?" She murmured, "and I'll tell mine."
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 12:46 pm
(is it alright if my character is a centaur?) Name: Kaylan Age: 16 Gender: male Species: centaur Description/Picture: i couldn't find a pic so i used tektek.org avy simulator (my character is also my dream avy)  Abilities: can control fire and ice History: When Kaylan was young he lived with his family in the woods, but on his eighth birthday, a group of humans raided his house and killed his family, with him barely escaping with his life. he has been going from place to place since, never entering human towns again Other: He really doesn't like humans, but he tries to give everyone a chance.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 1:10 pm
Kaylan ran through the woods, a pack of wolves following close behind. He came to a clearing with a house in the center.
great, a human house, Kaylan thought to himself, but i guess its better then staying out here and getting eaten by wolves
He ran up to the door as fast as he could and knocked on the door, and after he knocked, one of the wolves caught up to him and bit his back leg, sending him to the ground, with the other wolves starting to pounce as well.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 10:05 pm
Alonso heard a commotion towards the front of the house.
"Ugh! Why is all this happening so fast?" he complained. Calling out to the voice in the dark, "You're welcome here. All seeking shelter are welcome here. I'd personally escort you to the dining room for dinner, but it sounds as if I may be needed. If you want, you can follow me." With that, Alonso took off.
"What is that?!" Raymei exclaimed, almost dropping the plate she was holding. She rushed to the window and peered outside. She saw a half-boy half-horse outside being attacked by wolves.
"AMELIA!!!"
"I know, I know," Amelia called. She hurried to the front door and threw it open. Murmuring a spell, she threw the wolves off the centaur. They growled at her, but with another spell she lit their fur on fire. They ran off whimpering. The centaur was bleeding badly, so she whispered a spell of healing and the blood stopped flowing. She ignored the pain in her veins as her power was depleted. She was running on empty.
"Amelia!" Alonso rushed up to the witch, who was clutching her stomach and standing in front of what he thought was a centaur.
"Alonso, could you help this new guest into the dining room?" Amelia said. "And I do believe that you were speaking to another new guest before this young man was attacked. Once you've escorted him to the dining room, go find the other young man. I think he's much more shy about coming into the house." With that, Amelia went back inside.
"Yes ma'am..." Alonso said, helping the boy up. "Come on, let's get you inside."
***NOOO!!!!! you should totally stay in the RP! its just starting so you cant expect it to be perfect. besides, quitting RPs is never fun.***
***sure its okay if youre a centaur just cause i didnt list it doesnt mean its not okay i just listed the main types of creatures i cant name them all!***
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 6:17 pm
((cool, thanx))
Suddenly, the wolves were off of kaylan, and he could move again, albeit painfull. He slowly got to his feet, cursing quietly on the way, and saw a human woman standing in front of him.
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