"You want to go to Amityville?" The woman asked, her seat at the far end of the table. Across from her sat another, older man, and to her sides were a boy and a young girl. Dinner was being had, servants coming in and out of the room constantly, shuffling out plates and trays and drinks.
"Yes, it has a lot of students and teachers. It could help." The boy responded.
"We have teachers here, Uru." The man responded with a full mouth.
"Yes, but the school would have students." he responded with a sharp glare, luckily, not one his mother could see. "Demons."
His mother made a sound that he would have attributed to amusement as she held her wine glass. She cocked a brow, watching her son with intent. "You could learn a thing or two from students like that."
"So, I can go there then?"
"We'll play it by ear first, your uncle will take you to a few of their.... gatherings, and we'll see. I want to know everything about it; what the campus is like, the buildings, everything."
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My character's username: Epithet My character's level: 10 + .75xp Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: N/A Small IC description of character: 5'5", lean, thin build guy, very timid, but seems to hide a secret Character journal:link
He could always find her whenever she stormed away in anger. She wound up usually in dark caves, secluded beaches or even ran on foot away to a lake instead of the ocean.
But he found her, and although she threw him death glares when he showed up, she was secretly glad.
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My character's username: sealed My character's level: 17 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: sealed is a surly looking cheshire cat all decked out in blue, her tail ringed with black stripes. Her hair is a light blond color and is of medium length, just past her shoulders.
Normally, outsiders described her with adjectives such as 'sulky', 'bad-tempered' and even 'rude'. Marzena didn't even care what they said about her, and her brother would say that it was only how she chose to project herself.
He said that she was better than that.
And she supposed he was right, because she normally wouldn't have cared, but somehow, she had relented when that boil had told her his story with his selkie friend. That was why she was writing a letter back home now, asking if they could seek out news about this selkie ghoul.
"I'm getting soft." She murmured, as she sealed up the letter.
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My character's username: sealed My character's level: 17 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: sealed is a surly looking cheshire cat all decked out in blue, her tail ringed with black stripes. Her hair is a light blond color and is of medium length, just past her shoulders.
They said that if you wished upon the first star you saw in the night sky, your wish would come true. They also said that if you wished about a shooting star, it would come true.
"Either works." Her brother said, as they both lay on the beach on their backs, listening to the lull of the waves. "I look up at the sky every night and make a wish every time I spot that first star."
"Wishing is for babies." She said with a sigh. "You can't just wish and then expect to get everything you want."
But sometimes, when she looked up at the sky, she found her gaze fixated on that very first star as well.
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My character's username: sealed My character's level: 17 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: sealed is a surly looking cheshire cat all decked out in blue, her tail ringed with black stripes. Her hair is a light blond color and is of medium length, just past her shoulders.
The image shifted to one of her and her brother one stormy night.
The image brought her to her room, a seclusion in the huge attic which she loved. No one bothered her or wanted to come up here.
There she was, a teen version of herself, sitting on her bed reading a book as her brother, Cain, came in through the door.
"I knew you would be here." he said as he plopped down at the huge bunny next to her bed, which people can sit on.
Despite being the attic, Cain helped her make it into a punk rock/victorian/gothic paradise with everything she needed. Even a secret passage to escape the house and a place to keep her "secret treasures," which were just mementos and treasured gifts.
"Everyone is looking for you, you know."
She sighed. "Yeah. I do."
The weather was bad and her family was having a party down stairs, no surprise there. Cain was used to these parties and never complained once.
She didn't know why though. He wasn't going to be heir to the family, but she had a feeling that it was because he doesn't have a family anymore to go to if he did something that would cause him to be kicked out of the house.
She closed her book, because she couldn't not talk to her brother, even though she wanted to. That alone was a surprise in of itself. She always wants to talk to Cain. To her, Cain comes first and she knew he wanted to talk but she didn't want to talk about the subject she knew he was trying to talk about.
The party was the celebration of her becoming a reaper and not just any reaper, one that had potential to being the leading lady of the house hold.
She tossed her book on the bed and grabbed a pillow and hugged it towards her chest before turning towards him.
"So how was your day?" she said as trying to get a sense of normalcy to this day.
Cain smiled sadly and complied to her request as he told her about his day.
She knew Cain knew. She had been...invisible to family up until this point. And to her, that was normal.
When Cain and her were in her room talking about Cain's day....that was normal for her.
KittyClaws33 then saw the images shifted one last time.
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My character's username: KittyClaws33 My character's level: 6 Character's HP: 30 Current party: --- Current Guild: --- Location: The Lake Small IC description of character: Red themed outfit and White rabbit ears, the only thing that makes her stand out is her purple hair. Character journal:HERE
This...this pure memory was a pure hatred for parents.
This scene took place after her Celebratory party of her being a reaper.
She was walking down the hallway, looking for Cain, when she had over heard her father talking to her uncles. She was planning to keep on walking on until she heard them talking about Cain.
She decided to sneak closer to the ajarred door as much as possible without alerting to her presence.
They said that Cain was never going to be as good as her, that they might not need Cain anymore.
Before her anger alerted them that she was listening in she left and rushed to find Cain.
Except, she found Cain with her mother...and the scene that took place had made her furious.
Her mother had just slap Cain for being a good for nothing "son" and that he is nothing now because of....her.
She flew in and pushed her mother, enough to knock her down.
Family was everything to them and to her, she did not betray her family.
In all the years, she never hated her family until then. She loathe them for betraying the one family member she cared about the most.
The memory faded to when her mother screaming out her name, as she grabbed Cain's hand and ran out of the house.
And with the last memory, the treasure trove appeared.
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My character's username: KittyClaws33 My character's level: 6 Character's HP: 30 Current party: --- Current Guild: --- Location: The Lake Small IC description of character: Red themed outfit and White rabbit ears, the only thing that makes her stand out is her purple hair. Character journal:HERE
While strolling in the woods, Ash came to a lake, a whispering lake. An whispering lake with faces in it... No, memories floating in it. The cat couldn't resist to try and see if she could touch them as well. And when she touched the surface of the water she was engulfed in memories billowing around her.
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My character's username: Ash My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: White-haired and black-winged ghoul Character journal:Ash's log
Ash could remember death. After all, it was all around Halloween, between the Ghosts, the Undead... and the Reapers. She knew she was one of those, a Valkyrie, reaping fear from those dying on the battlefield.
Or she would, one day. Probably. Sure she would have to finish the Academy first. But she would walk among the dead, the blood and the broken weapons.
[He] saw red. Red, red, endless red. Chasing was fun, or chasing was endless and thoughtless and natural. This was something else. [His] legs bunched under him, quivering with tension, tight like metal, and when [he] leaped [his] jaws gaped ready to bite, ready to sink into flesh and Fear.
[His] teeth and tongue shone wet with saliva, ready for the taste of blood.
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My character's username: Dark★Fang My character's level: 3 Character's HP: /30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: - Current Guild: - Location: Small IC description of character: Short male with very pale skin, short messy black hair, and red eyes. He has a red stripe painted on each cheek and one down his nose, and has a white wolf tail and ears. A glowing blue halo circles his head. His Caterpillar cloak is blue and his armor is silver. Character journal:Log
Her shoulders were shaking, her cheeks streaked with tears, and she was blowing her nose with loud, wet noises. She couldn't believe it's only been a few months and now it's all over. With a sad, tired sigh, she began to search beneath the pile of wadded, crusty balls of tissues for the remote.
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My character's username: RazerHead My character's level: 7 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Small IC description of character: Brown-haired, tanned gryphon wearing the black and red outfit. Character journal:RazerHead
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 7:26 am
[WISHES]
"'Nay, I don't see why I can't just tell you what I want for Christmas instead of writing these fake letters. It's not like Santa's real," she reasoned, lazily scrawling pen against paper at the sala table.
"Just make a list anyway so I can look through it," her mother instructed without so much as looking up from her tabloids.
"But 'naaaaaaaaaay," she whined, planting her face down on the table's surface.
"You write it or you won't get it."
And that was enough for her to do as told.
- I'd like new sandals - A new party dress - A rhinestone-studded scrunchie (pink please) - And a bitchin' new bike!
MY STATS
My character's username: RazerHead My character's level: 7 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Small IC description of character: Brown-haired, tanned gryphon wearing the black and red outfit. Character journal:RazerHead
It felt good, being back on her bicycle, the wind in her hair, the tension in her muscles, the sun beating down on her skin... it was almost like she never wiped out and had to go to the hospital.
Only.
Movement skitters in the corner of her eye.
Only, was it just her or were the shadows colder and deeper, than she remembered? Have they really grown that much longer than she had ever seen them?
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My character's username: RazerHead My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Small IC description of character: Brown-haired, tanned gryphon wearing the black and red outfit. Character journal:RazerHead
Being a triplet meant that creeple would, for simplicity's sake, refer to each of them as "The ___ one".
Arthur was the strongest one. Thackery was the happiest one. Or the friendliest one. Erebus thought they were all pretty apt.
And him? He had usually been called the shy one. Sometimes they also called him the smart one, because he was usually buried in his books, but having to attend gatherings and hear them whisper such things about himself made him uncomfortable.
Because Erebus had never thought of himself as smart.
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My character's username: HadesKnight My character's level: 12 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild:The White Rose Garrison Location: Small IC description of character:RABBIT
Fear was the center of her existence. When she wasn't dreaming of course. here she hadn't come across it so far.
But her whole world, Halloween, was made of Fear, thriving on it. All being's goal was to harvest it from humans so they would become stronger. Some would scare the Jack out of them to get it, some would just wait for them to feel it at the moment of death.
But herself wasn't devoid of it. Oh, not Fear, with a capital F, fear as in daily insecurities. She feared she wouldn't manage to finish her classes at the Academy. Feared people wouldn't like her. feared she would make a fool of herself.
So much fear all around her, just as suffocating as water, and just as needed.
