Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15Total: 15 (1-20)
Enoh Love
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:04 pm
"WHOA THIS IS COOL!" Natt cried in delight, before shoving her hand right back in to the water.
A tiny, grey hand pats along the black marble of the counter top, searching for something she couldn't easily see. The pats continued over the objects within reach - a spatula, a rolling pin, some freshly made dough - until, finally, the little claws touched something cold and ceramic. To be sure it was the proper item the claws pat along the contour of the jar, and once she was happy it was what she was looking for, a second set of claws appeared, grabbing the ceramic jar with two hands to ensure it's safety.
The jar was placed between her knees, the little knobby grey skin mottled with bruises and cuts, and those two grey claws were on the jar's lid, pulling it open.
It was empty.
She started to wail with despair.
Natt pulled her arm back, frowning. This one wasn't as fun as the other one...
She looked to the side and shrieked with delight, seeing Nots not too far from her; she scootched over, nice and close, and leaned against him. "HELLO FRIEND GLAD TO SEE YOU AGAIN YOU SHOULD STICK YOUR HAND IN THE WATER IT'S REALLY COOL OK"
MY STATS
My character's username: NomAllTheThings My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: -- Small IC description of character: See image Character journal:Here
It was... his routine. Get up, tend to the strange little creatures that had seemed to begun calling his dorm home. Gather his necessary supplies, head out to his first two classes. If he could, he'd track Lute down, or perhaps just text her when he knew she wouldn't be in class. He'd alternate between spending extra time in the gym and the library, devoting equal time to his body and his mind. Return to his dorm here and there to exchange his books and papers for others, head off to more classes.
It was a routine. Every now and then, he'd pause and look around the academy, at the faces of the ghouls and boils around him. When had this become his routine? When had being in this place become... normal? He still had no concept where he was going with his life, what he aimed to become. But for now, he had a place to be. Things to do, to focus on. For that, and simplicity alone, he was grateful.
MY STATUS
My character's username: BridgesBurn My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Small IC description of character:
A tall man, his skin is dark and eye a bright gold color. Two sets of black horns curve upward from a mass of curly, short-cut pale hair. BridgesBurn has taken on a Gryphon coat of black and gold accents. The black and gold hat is accented by a golden feather. A loose white shirt can be seen under the coat, along with red pants and a heavy brown belt. An eyepatch over his right eye completes the look.
Face your demons rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17Total: 17 (1-20)
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Magnetic Detective
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:07 pm
hellrisen was totally okay with following the laughing voices. "Sounds like a party," he said. He tried very hard not to visibly recoil when he saw it was a party near water, though. He hated water. Jack, did he ever. "Yeah, awesome, a pool party," he added, smiling but very strained now. His legs definitely kept moving, and he definitely didn't want them to.
Couldn't look bad in front of the cute chick! Dilemma. He would totally brave the Lake anyway. He looked down into its surface, and he saw faces: not just faces, memories he had. Things he had seen. Pieces of his past.
What he saw wasn't good.
He saw the recent past: the time before the dream, the time in his room alone in the city. His pack was gone, he had failed to make a mark that would help him find them. He had always believed, truly and completely, that one day he'd make it to them again. But sitting there and staring at the wall, then collapsing over onto his bed, he started to doubt himself.
The pack never left anyone behind: their prey they claimed, and their family they kept. They moved together, or not at all. That was their way. And yet here he was, where they had left him, to be forged in the flames of his sorrow and isolation. By the lake, his ears flattened against his head, and he tried to turn away.
My Stats
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My character's username: hellrisen My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: Gabriel Santiago + himself Current Guild: Location: Tulgey Woods. Small IC description of character: Messy hair shorn unevenly long on one side, short on the other. Full of energy.
She had been away from school for almost a year, closed off from the rest of the world and her friends from school. The official reason was always said to be "a leave of absence", so that she could learn the family trade, the excuse seemed to satisfy the career guidance tutors sufficiently.
Really, she had just been running away from it.
She needed a place to hide away from all the horrible events that seemed to plague the school. Home was always safe.
But the months spent away from school would not be in vain. She would become stronger, more confident... Then she would not hide no more.
MY STATS
My character's username: FrozenFlower My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: - Current Guild: - Location: Small IC description of character: Towering at 190cm, she emits a cold blue aura as she stares down her opponent. Wields an icy polearm and carries a calm expression.
Face your demons rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-20)
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Magnetic Detective
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:12 pm
He couldn't break away from the lake, but that particular memory faded.
He stared into the Lake's surface, as if searching for redemption. Nothing could be as bad as that feeling, that overwhelming sense of hopelessness he'd thought was gone for good. He was always trying so hard to be optimistic. This time, he was a pup, and he was curled up on his mother's back. Her black fur curled up around him, and he rolled over so that he was looking up into the red eyes of one of his family.
Do you want to hear a secret, pup? "?" he woofed in reply, tilting his face, one ear flopping over. His paws were up in the air. His mother huffed a sigh, amused.
There will come a day when they ask you for much more than you can sustain. There will come a time when even I turn my back on you. Don't be afraid. Or, if you are afraid, don't let it immobilize you. Dear heir to our pack, even when it seems its worst, there is a reason.
It was entirely lost on him, until just then. In that moment, when the memory revealed itself to him, it almost seemed to be comforting him after the pain of the emptiness he'd just felt.
[[ 2 of 3; Wisdom.]]
My Stats
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My character's username: hellrisen My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: Gabriel Santiago + himself Current Guild: Location: The Lake. Small IC description of character: Messy hair shorn unevenly long on one side, short on the other. Full of energy.
Whenever she read plays, the characters she was most attracted to were the ones who ended up languishing in a pit of misery. Indu could understand why all the actors fought for those rolls, how they spent years developing the technique. There was something so juicy about getting really into character, and just channeling the black misery, and looking out at the audience's reactions. If you did it right, they'd be leaning in, mouths open, totally enraptured in your performance. And in that moment, where you were portraying nothing but dark misery and weakness, you had them all in the palm of her hand. She did a little happy shiver whenever she thought of it like that. Of course, she had never dared to try one of those roles. It was always important, she had learned, to draw, to a certain extent, from your own experiences when becoming a character. And the truth was, she hadn't ever really felt truly seriously unhappy, to an extent where it could be called misery, or despair. As an actor, it bothered her. As a ghoul, it suited her just fine.
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15. Despair
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My character's username: sweetm00n My character's level: 6 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A girl with long purple hair in pigtails, and purple eyes. Apart from that, she looks fairly 'normal'. Is dressed in the gear of a Dormouse. Character journal:☾
NotStupid pulled his hands back with a gasp, not much liking that first trip down memory lane. Should he... Try again?
As he pondered, the blood-curdling scream of Natt practically made his ears bleed. "WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP ALREADY?!" This time he was just going to stick his head in like an ostritch. Anything to get away from her.
Just as Li Shou was packing for Amityville, he happened upon something tucked far back in his closet.
An old board game.
"Baba! Roll the dice, roll the dice!" A small cat boil cried to a man who almost looked like an older brother rather than a father.
"Alright, alright. Oh, shoot. Looks like I'll be missing my next turn."
"Haha! Now it's Mao-Mao's turn!"
For some reason it had been so much fun back then. The memory warmed his heart, even if his father had been the one to put him in such a predicament in the first place...
MY STATS
My character's username: NotStupid My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: A tall male avatar dressed in red and white caterpillar attire. He sports black hair with white highlights and cat appendages to match. Character journal:HERE
Enoh Love
Face your demons rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-20)
Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:18 pm
What did any of it matter? hellrisen was feeling very much like he wasn't dreaming at all, for each of these memories. And finally he thought of all the times he'd visited Amityville Academy, making friends and hoping: hope above hope, the strongest wish he'd ever had. He just wanted to feel at home again, to feel surrounded with love. He wanted to terrorize the moor at night, to wield fire as he was meant to, and to run with the Wild Hunt.
He wished for so much, he couldn't even count the wishes. He wished more and more every time, he wished he could be stronger, he wished he could protect what he loved, he wished he wasn't haunted by the lonely knowledge he'd been left behind and had no way to rejoin his pack's hunt. Not yet.
Only stories, memories, and a sad hollow feeling that lived inside him. Maybe it was why he tried to be cheerful so much. Nah. Maybe that was just who he was. Did he ever belong? He was pretty happy to be himself. That was basically the one wish he'd never make: he'd never wish to be anyone else. He was happy, even as he was sad.
At last, watching himself dangle his feet in a pool of water with little glassettas nibbling his toes: he heard himself make a wish on each one. A memory. "--and you're gonna grant me superhuman strength, and you're gonna make it so my hair stops poking me in the eye, and your friend over there is gonna make someone fall madly in love with me, and that weird one at the side is gonna bring me delicious roast meats every night..." he trailed off, in the memory, and smiled.
It was okay to be alone. He was with himself, after all. He'd never leave himself behind.
Breaking free of the last memory, hellrisen stood to his feet and stretched, looking for Gabriel Santiago.
"Not much of a party," he said, with a shrug and a smile. "Wanna head out?"
They'd come across the loot soon enough, which would make it all totally worth it of course. "Why is it that I'm craving tea, anyway..." he asked, suddenly. "And cake. Teas and cakes. Weird."
[[ 3 of 3; Already rolled, so choosing Wishes instead.]]
My Stats
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My character's username: hellrisen My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: Gabriel Santiago + himself Current Guild: Location: The Lake. Small IC description of character: Messy hair shorn unevenly long on one side, short on the other. Full of energy.
She could still remember vividly, the memory of her being weaponised. The horsemen trials never ended for her. She would wake up from nightmares of her friends being dragged away into the weaponisation chamber, screaming. She was afraid to dream.
Still, it wasn't the pain that she feared most.
But to be used against her kind by those dreadful hunters. The very thought of it made her sick. She remembered how it felt like, for that brief moment, what it was to be void of her memories and her identity ... and to be filled only with a ravenous hunger for FEAR.
Never, never never never. She'd find a way to kill herself before it came to that.
MY STATS
My character's username: FrozenFlower My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: - Current Guild: - Location: Small IC description of character: Towering at 190cm, she emits a cold blue aura as she stares down her opponent. Wields an icy polearm and carries a calm expression.
A shaky bow glided across a set of strings, producing an equally shaky melody. Almost like chalkboard.
"No, no, no. You're slouching again. The erhu must be played with a sound mind and body. You can't lurch over it and expect the instrument to respect you."
Li Shou scoffed. "It's just a piece of wood."
His instructor smirked and shook his head. "That's all it will ever be to you with that attitude. Don't you want to make your mother proud?"
The thought of his mother patiently awaiting his success caused the boy to sigh, and, once again, repeat the section of music he was trying to memorize.
MY STATS
My character's username: NotStupid My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: A tall male avatar dressed in red and white caterpillar attire. He sports black hair with white highlights and cat appendages to match. Character journal:HERE
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Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8Total: 8 (1-20)
Enoh Love
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:27 pm
"HEY I'M JUST TRYING TO BE NICE!" Natt whined to his grouching, and sulkily stuck her hand in the water one more time.
She opened her eyes to a ceiling she didn't recognize. Her arms rested on sheets that felt wrong, and the beeping to her left was a pitch above what it should have been. This whole room was very different than she wanted it to be, and for a few minutes she couldn't remember why. How she had gotten here, why her toys weren't around her, everything.
"Mama?" She called, before she realized what was going on.
"THIS GAME ISN'T FUN ANYMORE. I'M LEAVING." Natt got up and left the lake, sulking the whole way.
MY STATS
My character's username: NomAllTheThings My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: -- Small IC description of character: See image Character journal:Here
+ LEVEL UP + LOOT
sexy cocaine
Zyphiris rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9Total: 9 (1-20)
Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:31 pm
[9. Repeat] (3/3)
Her room was always closed to visitors, partly because her friends would prefer not to endure the cold, but that it was also, always a mess. Ice shavings littered the floor, where tens of ice sculptures stood. A good day would yield about five, but on other days, she would be chiselling away at a new block of ice each time she was unsatisfied. For each beautifully sculpted liking of a levathia, there were tens of failed attempts, all meeting the sad fate of being thrown out of the window and melted by the sun.
Perfection was achieved through repetition.
[Quest complete] [+1 level] [+1 loot card]
MY STATS
My character's username: FrozenFlower My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: - Current Guild: - Location: Small IC description of character: Towering at 190cm, she emits a cold blue aura as she stares down her opponent. Wields an icy polearm and carries a calm expression.
Kindness is his mother calling in sick for work to care for him, even when he’s already so old and making mother and father proud and even when he’s only visiting for the break. She lets him sleep in, buried beneath the safety of multiple blankets like a cocoon. She prods the door open gently to slip in simple congee, but he can still taste a hint of herbs. Sometimes in his sickened stupor he can feel her cool hand brushing against his feverish forehead and when he looks up he can see the way her eyes soften and suddenly her features seem almost young.
Kindness is the sweetness dripping from his aunt’s cookies and the warmth in his father’s cooking. When he bites into a fresh snickerdoodle they are slightly crispy, nothing like the soft ones he buys in the store. The cinnamon is a special kind of sweet that matches the smile brimming on the woman’s face, crinkling eyes and all. He can smell the gyoza wafting out of the kitchen door and permeating throughout the living room, where his school supplies are sprawled across the main table. When he calls out to the older man, he can hear easygoing laughter that draws his son in.
Kindness is the way her face glows each time she laughs and stretches her hand toward him. “Do you need a little help?” she wonders in a teasing tone, but seeing her smile is enough to pull out a grin of his own. So he reaches out to intertwine his fingers with hers and he leans down to whisper gently in her ear.
MY STATS
My character's username: R0GU3R4BB1T My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: n/a Small IC description of character: A rather tall lad with black hair and red streaks. Donned in red and white. Although he seems a bit confused, he takes it all in stride and comes across as rather amiable. Character journal:link
Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:38 pm
Superhuman strength? Love and hair? Hellrisen's words were strange and for a moment she wondered if she had been babbling like that as well. On a blush she cleared her throat and nodded to the boil as he stood and stretched. "Y-yes...there isn't anything hee--" As soon as Gabriel Santiago had started to end her sentence she took a tumbled and landed head first into a treasure trove that held two chest.
Tea and cake now on the brain she peered at them and giggled softly before whispering more to herself as she rose back up off the ground. "I hope it has something to eat.." More than treasure she was starting to get hungry really but more than that she hoped her party partner didn't see her tumble and think about disbanding. "L-look treasure.." Calling out in case he couldn't see she waited a moment before going to open on of the chest.
Examining the loot she picked up and pocketed the card before turning to her partner. "Now lets go-o..heh..""
[[ 3 of 3; Already rolled, getting loot and exiting]]
Face your demons
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My character's username: Gabriel Santiago My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: hellrisen + self Current Guild: Location: The Lake With hellrisen Small IC description of character: Gabriel is a very pink , GIRL, doormouse with hooves.
