My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
"Meet your new Cousin, Quinn." There was a baby in someones arms, being held out to him. The child would never only be given to him, Quinn was too young to hold a baby. He was maybe five at the time, bu a curious look was offered to the small bundle.
"She is named hope, sweetie."
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Hope
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My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
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Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13Total: 13 (1-20)
"The house is being mortgaged. You have 30 days to vacate."
She didn't even know where the money from selling the house was going to. It certainly wasn't going to her, or else the knot in her stomach from knowing she was about to be broke, and homeless, wouldn't be there. She would have been taken care of. But it was all going to some phantom bills and past dues that she had no idea about because she was just a kid. That's what the lawyer said.
Just a kid.
"You're not homeless," The social worker informed her. "You've got two years left before you're no longer a minor. The state will take care of you. There's a very nice home for - "
Everything else was a blur, from that moment on. The only thing she remembered was that she never stepped foot inside some state run orphans home. All of her footsteps, as unknown and frightening as they were, were hers to choose.
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My character's username: Surely My character's level: 1 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: The cheshire cat's hair was blonde and full, curling boldly at the ends. Her outfit seemed standard, but it kept popping open as if she was trying to unequip it repeatedly. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
Knotted had never truly hated anything before that day.
The Four Clans had been truly peaceful. She adored her trip, from the chance to be near the Amityville students, to the chances to explore a culture she found absolutely fascinating. Especially within the Conquest Clan, she found herself at peace.
She wanted it to last forever. Could she just become a horseman, and live with them?
But then, it happened. The Four Clans were destroyed. She watched with her own eyes as everything blew up to the sky, leaving nothing but a dead, smoky pit in its place, and an angry insanity monster that stunned Knotted to the core.
She hated this.
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My character's username: KnottedLips My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
KnottedLips is of average height, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a brilliant smile (unlike one the out-dream self has ever had). She wears the clothes of the Cheshire but in slightly different colors, the scarf and tail instead of purple shades.
She remembered what going to school felt like. It had been such a chore, back then. She would have done anything to get out of going.
Now, as she sat on the footsteps of the crumbling apartment and waited for someone to pick her up or buy her her next meal, she saw a gaggle of high school girls walking past, dressed clean and perfect and complaining about their lives.
She wanted to slit their throats and go to school for them. She looked just like them - just another pretty blonde. She could have fooled anyone.
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My character's username: Surely My character's level: 1 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: The cheshire cat's hair was blonde and full, curling boldly at the ends. Her outfit seemed standard, but it kept popping open as if she was trying to unequip it repeatedly. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15Total: 15 (1-20)
Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 2:41 pm
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15. Despair
She refused to beg.
It had been three days since she'd eaten, one day since she'd had any water, and she was feeling some serious side effects. But she refused to sit on the street corners and beg for money, because hobos were nasty and gross and nobody thought they were real people.
She was a real person.
She found the seediest of clubs that would let her in, and sat down, waiting to be picked up on. It took longer, this time - maybe it was because she hadn't showered in so long that she'd started to smell like something less than roses.
But there would always be someone desperate enough.
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My character's username: Surely My character's level: 1 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: The cheshire cat's hair was blonde and full, curling boldly at the ends. Her outfit seemed standard, but it kept popping open as if she was trying to unequip it repeatedly. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
It was some time after she returned home from the Clans, the now destroyed Clans, when she got an interesting letter in the mail.
The Amityville Academy was the address on the front. As soon as she spotted that, Knotted's eyes widened. She did not even remember sending the application in to them, it had been so long ago. She was convinced that a non-answer was just about as good as a no, but perhaps her application had only gotten lost? Excited, Knotted flipped the envelope over and nearly tore it open.
Blah blah blah where was the important part oh there it was!
Serafina Arai, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Amityville Academy! Congratulations on your acceptance in our--
Knotted screamed, throwing the mail up into the air and immediately running to her dressers. She would be ready to go tomorrow.
Oh, how excited she was to finally go to the school of her dreams!
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My character's username: KnottedLips My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
KnottedLips is of average height, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a brilliant smile (unlike one the out-dream self has ever had). She wears the clothes of the Cheshire but in slightly different colors, the scarf and tail instead of purple shades.
Sometimes he wondered what awaited him after this. He had already died, so...what now? Could he die again? ...Was something like that even possible? It wasn't that he wasn't grateful to be alive again, just that he was uncertain where to go from here on out.
Even if it was scary imagining the end of his life, it was also scary imagining never reaching an end.
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My character's username: Puppetking My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Small IC description of character: Puppetking is a tall, slender figure with a pale complexion and golden brown hair. He wears a black shirt and black and white striped pants, as well as a brown coat. He also possesses brown dormouse ears and a long, skinny tail. Character journal:Here
"But dad, I don't want to pick flowers and work with science. I want to fight and serve in the military!." A young boy whined as his father took him out to the garden.
"Son, I hope you do not end up with this role either. However, your mother and I believe that exposure to all roles is a key part of a young stallion's development. Now, what;s that flower?"
"Deadly Nightshade..."
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My character’s username: SANDSHARK My character’s level: 11 Character’s HP: 30 Character’s Job Class: Gryphon Current party: n / a Current Guild: n / a Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: A tall and bony man with a gold trimmed coat and long auburn hair covering his eyepatch. Tends to have a sneer on his face and looks down his nose at people. Character journal:Here!
He could remember what the kind of things he dreamed about were in the past, but as it was right now, Lutz had a lot of desires from the present. He wanted to do well in this new school of his--academics had somehow become a very important aspect for him in his short time there--and he wanted...
...Well. Friends. A family of sorts, perhaps, to make up for the fact that he had none.
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My character's username: Puppetking My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Small IC description of character: Puppetking is a tall, slender figure with a pale complexion and golden brown hair. He wears a black shirt and black and white striped pants, as well as a brown coat. He also possesses brown dormouse ears and a long, skinny tail. Character journal:Here
As a child, back when he was alive, Lutz had been what one would consider to be a typical little boy. He was rambunctious, and loud, and cheerful...but he always possessed a rather distinct fear of the dark. For much of his life, he had made sure to have a nightlight by his bedside at all times to keep the monsters at bay.
In hindsight, it was a little ironic considering where he was now.
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My character's username: Puppetking My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Small IC description of character: Puppetking is a tall, slender figure with a pale complexion and golden brown hair. He wears a black shirt and black and white striped pants, as well as a brown coat. He also possesses brown dormouse ears and a long, skinny tail. Character journal:Here
But going to another school, that meant leaving this one behind her. She couldn't be in both places at once. She had to leave her ghouls behind.
It was a hard conversation to have, really, and Knotted was not eager to have it with her friends. When she entered the room, her face was not as cheerful as it always was. Her greeting was not as enthused, and her body was slumped. She didn't want to leave them. These ghouls had been so good to her, and they knew her so well, building her up into the popular, well-loved person she was.
And she was going to start all over again--a new beginning to match the ending of this chapter.
When she told them where she was going, one of the ghouls actually ended up crying. Knotted felt awful about it, but she could not do anything about it. The moment she received the letter was the moment she knew she was going to go to Amityville, no matter the cost.
"This is our ending as a group together," offered Knotted, quietly, looking down. Hopefully, the group would stay together without her to unite them. It would be bad for them to separate after all this time together. "I am sorry for this, but I must pursue new--"
"Don't give the fancy speak, Sera. We get it." Tina smiled. "You'll do great over at Amityville."
Knotted smiled back.
"You're right. This isn't the ending for us. This is a new beginning."
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My character's username: KnottedLips My character's level: 3 + 1 = 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
KnottedLips is of average height, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a brilliant smile (unlike one the out-dream self has ever had). She wears the clothes of the Cheshire but in slightly different colors, the scarf and tail instead of purple shades.
"Hah. Who did you get those clothes from, Famine? Some human bum on the streets? How terribly tacky you are." The Conquest woman said, blowing him off as she passed by in full strut. He'd simply tried to compliment her, tell her she had nice eyes, but no - apparently he and his nomad clothes weren't worthy of the woman's words.
He sulked away from the event, frown setting deep in his face. He hated this pompous nation.
MY STATS
My character’s username: SANDSHARK My character’s level: 11 Character’s HP: 30 Character’s Job Class: Gryphon Current party: n / a Current Guild: n / a Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: A tall and bony man with a gold trimmed coat and long auburn hair covering his eyepatch. Tends to have a sneer on his face and looks down his nose at people. Character journal:Here!
"I wish I had some brush to smoke." A soldier by him said, exhaling fog in the night air.
"I wish I had a woman to mess around with." Another said, scratching at himself.
Uttam wished he was with more competent soldiers.
MY STATS
My character’s username: SANDSHARK My character’s level: 11 Character’s HP: 30 Character’s Job Class: Gryphon Current party: n / a Current Guild: n / a Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: A tall and bony man with a gold trimmed coat and long auburn hair covering his eyepatch. Tends to have a sneer on his face and looks down his nose at people. Character journal:Here!
His breathing hitched, holding it in a little more. He needed to be quiet, he needed to hide. He could not be found.
Something was outside.
He pressed his legs into his chest more, his hiding place. No one believe him. No one saw them.
But something was outside.
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Hiding
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My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
