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@princesachronicle22 I just realized how much Serin reminds me of my own character Allen. He comes from a species I didn’t create cause he’s from a fanfic, but his character is all my own. His skin and hair are more or less the same color as hers, but one of his eyes is orange and the other is red (something of a genetic defect), and his ears aren’t pointy I don’t think. I’m not sure what he’d think about water; when I looked it up I couldn’t find any details about his home planet.
He’d probably be a little freaked out by her, but since there are several species in his universe that look similar but not quite the same as his kind, he’d get over it fairly quickly.
Come to think of it, I kinda want to add him now……
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@theloonyone @keilah-h I’m kinda nervous writing for Easton, but I guess I’ll just go for it.
Easton
There it was. The dragon.
Easton leaned against the windowsill, his limbs trembling slightly in excitement. The creature wasn’t even trying to hide. It was just standing there in the rain, shamelessly sheltering three more intruders with his wing. He drew his sword and headed toward the door that led outside. It took him a few extra moments to find it. His memory of the castle’s layout was fuzzy, almost like the rooms had shuffled themselves since the last time he’d been there.
Finally, he stepped out onto the grass, his sword raised. He yelled across the grass to where the dragon stood. “Intruders! Leave my castle!”
(I can keep going later, but I’m pausing now in case you want your characters to do something.)
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
milo
They sat under Aurivis’s wing, waiting for the rain to stop falling. Feather and Crosshair we’re getting more comfortable, but Milo still sat a safe distance away. He wasn’t quite sure about the… dragon. It hadn’t eaten them or anything, but it was huge and seemed perfectly fine with killing whoever owns this place in order to get out. There was a chance it breathed fire, too.
Still, it hadn’t done anything yet, so Milo sat with it with Feather and Crosshair. “Intruders! Leave my castle!” Milo looked up and saw someone (do you guys know what he looks like?) standing right outside the castle, holding a sword.
Milo sat up and mumbled to himself, “Your castle?” Wait… is this the guy the Aurivis is set on killing?
(Yay)
@keilah
Oh really? Cool! Yes you should totally add him if you want!
What fanfic is he from?
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@mineralizedwritings @loopylin @godlyfantasy12
Sorry I haven’t RPd yet! I’ll do it tomorrow, though I also start school again so it might be later
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@freedomwriter76 u on?
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebI think I have a description for Easton somewhere in here, I’ll try to remember it XD
Brown hair, chin length, like 5′ 6″, short beard. I might have just made some of that up, just how i imagine him lol 😂
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
@mineralizedwritings @loopylin @godlyfantasy12
SERIN
They walked down the hallway and Serin noticed that it was lit by torches. She frowned, it seemed primitive. She’d thought that like in Pelgar, the other races on Ohven used waterlamps and Lightstones when there wasn’t enough sunlight.
Where exactly was she?
A flicker of light bounced behind her and she noticed Dante playing with some kind of fire contraption. It kept going out. Odd, maybe it’s broken or something.
Though it did seem drafty, they were far enough away from the broken window for the wind to be affecting them. Serin tensed as the shadows seemed to condense around her. They appeared to move around the group, coming from behind and then gathering ahead of them.
This building was not open enough and she didn’t like it.
Dante lurched forward suddenly, tearing the stick from her grip and moving ahead. “Sorry Princess.” Serin reeled in outrage. One did not just take a woman’s weapon like that. Even if said weapon was a shabby stick. Before she could react further however, Dante pulled something else from his pocket and poored it over the shaft. And then, even worse. He. Lit. It. On. Fire.
After her poor battling stick was sufficiently spewing smoke and fire, Dante waved it forward, battling shadow. The strange pocket of darkness burst, revealing a person. Serin blinked, then fell into a defensive position and stared at the woman.
She had midnight dark hair and a wide-eyed expression of surprise. She stared at the fire, her eyes loosing focus, and Serin noticed that her eyes looked slightly puffy and the rain on her face made it look tearstained. Then the woman’s face set into a scowl and she clenched her fists, shifting into a stance similar to the one Serin was in. She analyzed the girl’s posture, trying to identify how skilled she was and what technique she would use.
Serin had heard of Ancient beings called Holes that could steal light. Was she one of them? Serin shivered, her eyes narrowing further on the woman.
She eyed her stick, still in Dante’s red hand. While she’d rather have something in her hands, she didn’t like the look of the fire still flickering at the top. Serin huffed, it had been a while since she’d faught without a spear, but she’d do it if needed. Her gauntlents would prevent any direct contact.
“Hello!” Layson shouted, the words echoing.
Serin quirked a brow at him, then looked back ahead. This woman had probably been spying on them to learn their weaknesses, and he was saying hello? Though Serin herself had just pointed her sharp stick at him earlier when they’d met.
It was possible that this girl didn’t wish harm, but Serin didn’t ease from her position. She would only attack if provoked, but she would still watch the black haired girl very carefully.
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@loopylin @princesachronicle22 @mineralizedwritings
Corvina
The blue-skinned woman immediately adjusted her stance, fists clenching, preparing to fight.
Corvina’s muscles tensed. This woman wouldn’t go down easily, should she have to defend herself. Her eyes flitted to the broken window once again, weighing her option of escape.
“Hello!” The young man behind the blue-skinned woman called, eyes furrowed in question.
Corvina quirked her lips, glancing at him, and then spotting the little child hanging to him. She blinked.
Her shoulders relaxed, but only slightly.
Usually, people were less willing to commence in fighting when children were present.
Then again…she’d met quite a few people who had the opposite reaction…
“Who are you?” The girl in front of blue-skin asked, her tail whipping wildly. She eyes Corvina warily, one brow raised in question.
“Yea…and why are you following us?” The red creature asked, taking a step closer with the burning stick.
Corvina felt her muscles retreat at the sight, but she forced herself to remain where she was.
She straightened to her full height, which still wasn’t as tall as the young man or blue-skin.
(Btw Corvina is around 18-19 rn)
She looked back at the window once more and then again at the group.
“Corvina.” She said quickly. “My name’s Corvina. And I wasn’t spying on you for any particular purpose,” She admitted. The group looked wary, but also intrigued at her comment.
Though, blue-skin still held her battle stance.
Corvina relaxed her shoulders, taking on an uncaring stance. She leaned against the wall, shrugged. “I was just curious.”
“About?” The younger girl asked.
Corvina pursed her lips.
She…didn’t really know herself.
All she knew was that…she wasn’t quite ready to go back to November, just yet.
She didn’t answer.
“Look, unless your planning on roasting me alive, in front of the kid,” Corvina nodded at the stick in the red creature’s hand, still pointed at her, and then at the toddler, who was cowering behind the young man. “I can just go.”
The young man’s eyes widened, his grip tightening on the little girl. He looked at the red creature. He obviously didn’t want the kid subjected to that kind of violence…
Corvina couldn’t help the small smirk on her lips.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76 @mineralizedwritings @loopylin @lightoverdarkness6 u gals on?
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@princesachronicle22 He’s from a Star Wars fanfic, not sure if you’re gonna recognize it.
I haven’t found a good reference for him yet. I guess I’ll have to draw one.
Just tell me when would be a good time to bring him in.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
Feather/Crosshair
“Intruders! Leave my castle!” came a voice in the rain. A man, about Feather’s height, wielding a sword. (I honestly think she’s like an inch taller than him…..)
“Your castle?” Milo mumbled.
Crosshair aimed his rifle at the man. “Don’t step any closer. We warded off this place’s previous ‘owner,’ we can easily do the same for you.”
The castle owner chuckled. “What, you think you can hit me with that stick from all the way over here?”
“I can hit you from across the castle.” Crosshair snarled.
The man looked slightly confused, but he had no intention of leaving.
That is, until Aurivis attacked.
(@loopylin Do whatever you want here, but it’s probably not a good idea to have him kill Easton straight off, or at all.)
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
Ugh! I missed your RP again! Like, it sends me emails for everything else. 🤦🏻♀️
Ooooh. This is going to be fun!! Breaking trust that was just starting to build! *evil author laugh*
Everton
Ev kept looking everywhere, not sure exactly what he was looking for. He leaned over to Ty, “Hey, um… do you even know what we are looking for?”
Ty just grunted. Ev took a step back. “Okay, then,” he murmured.
Ty shot him a glare. “What does ‘okay’ mean?”
Ev furrowed his brow and stared at Ty. Did he seriously just ask that? “It means… alright. Like, everything’s fine. Okay. You know what I mean?” He raised his eyebrows.
He looked away and walked a few feet away, clearly embarrassed at his mistake. Ev just sighed and continued aimlessly looking. He glanced over at the girls who were chatting amongst themselves. Grimm joined them and exchanged a few words with Jocelyn. He nodded.
Ev eyed them. The two other girls looked worried. And Ev soon found out why. All of a sudden, Grimm shifted from a human to a majestic grey wolf with silver markings on his face and limbs. Everton ran over and protectively placed himself in front of Amidala. Ty did the same with Corie and he pulled out his knife.
Aloth hopped out of his seat and slowly approached the wolf with wonder… even greed in his eyes. Ev shot the now-wolf Grimm a look. “I knew we couldn’t trust you.”
He glanced at Ty. He was creeping closer with his knife raised high.
“Wait!” Jocelyn called out. “I promise it’s safe. You don’t need to hurt him. It’s just Grimm. He has the ability to shift into a wolf. He won’t hurt anybody.” She eyed Aloth and murmured the last part so only the ones standing close to her could hear, “Unless he has to.”
Ami stood by Ev’s side. She admired Grimm’s wolf form. Aloth joined the group. He cocked his head. “So…” he said. “How is this possible? Is this…” he lowered his voice. “Magic, maybe?”
Jocelyn frowned. As did Corie. Corie boldly ran back to the group. “Aloth you better leave him alone. For all we know, he could be just like the Lyabrinn folk.”
Aloth didn’t want to be convinced. He walked closer to Grimm. “You know… with power like this—”
Grimm cut him off. (I’m not sure if he’s able to talk in his wolf form 😅) “I have nothing to give you and no secret to share,” he said. He began to walk away. “Let’s keep searching.”
Aloth furrowed his brow, watching the wolf walk off. He didn’t seem ready to give up that easily.
Ev turned to Ami. “I’m staying with you.”
Ami grinned. “What? You scared.”
“Wha— why would you think that? Ami, I’m just trying to protect you.”
Ami giggled. She placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled softly. “You don’t have to always protect me. I’ll be fine. You know, you should try to maybe make friends with either Grimm or Tyrone.” With her head she motioned to the two boys.
Ev shook his head. “No way is that happening. I swear Ty’s a robot. And we already know Grimm’s not human.” He lowered his voice. “Ami… we’re the only normal ones here.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Really? Not quite. Now go.” She glanced outside at the darkening sky and down at Aloth. “If we don’t find a way out soon, the window may be our only option.”
Ev swallowed. If it was just him and Ty, he’d go for it. But with Ami here, he couldn’t do something so dangerous when it involved her safety. He sighed. Ami was right. They needed to hurry up.
(For a second there, I almost thought that I was going to discover that Ev has a fear of heights. 🫢 But apparently not. XD)
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@godlyfantasy12. @koshka. @mineralizedwritings. @loopylin. @lightoverdarkness6. And…I’m back!!!!
And…okay, y’all, I think I just need to say that I likely won’t be on KP on the Weekends…they’re almost always just SO PACKED! Just for future info. And my activity may be sporadic…high school is taking up a lot of time…so just don’t be worried/shocked if I start being on here less than normal. 🙂
But for now, I’m gonna write some RP’s! 😀
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Reuben
Her question hurt.
In ways he didn’t quite understand, and certainly in ways he couldn’t quite explain.
Maybe it was because it reminded him of running away…reminded him of Wolfgang’s words.
Reminded him how much he had messed up.
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to… Did I miss something when I was out?” Eddie asked softly, still looking up at him, concern in her eyes.
“Well…I mean…everyone fought…but we stopped that…uhm…I-I’m Reuben. This is one of my older brothers, Jakob…” He whispered, pointing at Jakob, who nodded and gave Eddie a small smile, which was a pretty rare thing for him to do for a stranger.
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