Huntress

“Drop the gun, or I will order my friend there to kill Rosalind.” the man snapped. I couldn’t tell whether it was to me or Azalea. Or both.

The white creature whipped around and whacked me away despite the fact that I was camouflaged; it was able to see me somehow. Infrared vision perhaps?

I hit the floor hard enough to see…[Read more]

Hey, that’s good!! I love it!!

The trench coat pose is definitely accurate. And she has the right expression, too. Thank you for working on this! <3

I’m having a hard time changing the mental picture I already have of her from the school RP. XD

I don’t know if this drawing is your mental picture or if it was something you had t…[Read more]

Ta-da! I tried one.

@whalekeeper @rae

Sniper

This room was someone else’s. A child’s.

I’m no kid expert, but even I knew the scrap metal on the floor looked like a hazard.

“Sometimes you wonder… what’ve you done? And it’s hard for you to be good without h…hurting inside your head, and hurting my… hm. Yourself.” Lucy whispered.…[Read more]

Have you had any time to work on that drawing? No rush if you haven’t, just checking.

That looks pretty good! A chart made for roleplaying is a good idea. I appreciate the large bio section because I like having the freedom to add what I want. It’s also a good idea to have one chart with space for art, and another without.

Also also – I already knew that Baron fact! Not sure how I learned it before this.

The hobbies chart i…[Read more]

These characters need to reach a checkpoint where they sleep and eat. Who knows how Mel has made it this long

@rae

Oh no… :'[ That’s the worst… Especially when you worked on it for so long. Hopefully you can remember some of what you wrote.

Lucille

Gabriel didn’t say anything. Lucy didn’t expect him to. The feelings tumbling around were enough to confuse anyone, most of all herself.

So she hugged him tighter.

Another door blossomed out of the wall behind Gabriel’s back. A worn brass knob was attached to it, and faded yellow paint covered the birch…[Read more]

Honestly, Gabriel needs to work through those emotions.

Hold on, I got this. Let me cook

Cool art!! I like the long tipped ears. And your traditional coloring is good as usual.

Althea sounds like a fantasy name, so it probably doesn’t matter what gender it’s for in real life. As long as it’s not super feminine. I’ve known people to use female names for male characters and I don’t usually care.

Huntress

“Step away from Rosalind.” Azalea drew a pistol. I did the same.

“Finally, they’ve found you. Half of them, at least……Thank you both for coming. It was getting a little dull.” The man, or at least I thought it looked like a man, drew a sword. It flashed silver in the dim light.

I quickly camouflaged. My gun and my clo…[Read more]

I wore that face today for five minutes straight because I figured something out and I’m so pleased with it, hehe

I read that last sentence and I regret all my choices to emotionally torture this poor fellow

Lucille

Lucy looked at the fist mark once more and let out a shuddery sigh. She let go of her sleeves, which she had been fidgeting with, and bolted forward.

As Gabriel’s hands lowered from tying the ribbon, she reached him and wrapped her arms a…[Read more]

Soldier is just along for the ride. XD I’m sure this situation is rather confusing out of context. He’s like, huh? Okay, this is happening.

@loopylin

Dear, adventurous Mel needs her beauty sleep

Soldier

This was all very confusing.

So he was a demon? Then he wasn’t? Then he WAS again??

He didn’t look like one (not that I know what they look like. But it’s not that). He looked like a Changeling, a little bit, but he wasn’t THAT either!

Gabriel didn’t take the words nicely. I wouldn’t either.

Hunt…[Read more]

Why did this take me so long. This is like, the shortest thing ever

Lucille

Lucy had been standing still, and now she rocked back and forth slightly. “That’s… That’s what you were like.”

She looked from Gabriel to the fist mark in the wall again.

She smiled. Faintly, at first. Everything blurred and she found, by…[Read more]

You’re fine. I’m good with that time!

I’m available right now if you want! I just got back from vacation and I’m super tired, but I have stuff I’d like to write soon. Might as well try to do it now.

Or tomorrow. I’m back home for a few days before vacation starts up again.

I’ll also be praying.

hope she has fun on her trip heheh

I wasn’t gonna click on it anyway, I knew we didn’t have anything going on and it looked sus to me, but thanks for the warning.

Ari

“A what?” he yelled, eyes squeezed shut. Moth laughed.

“Me neither! It is a fun ride, is it not?”

Fun wasn’t the work he would have chosen, but it was certainly exciting, as long as he didn’t slip and die. Much like tying himself behind a dozen wild horses and hoping he didn’t end up dragged to a pulp.

Honestly, he might have…[Read more]

I will have to read this! *Leaves tab open*

Hey, it’s not as weird as some of the things that have happened when our very different fantasy realms mix. (I don’t know either)

If I describe a character as strange, I have to show why. :p

Moth

Moth hooked his arm around Ari’s, linking them together so the boy did not fall to his death. The two of them whipped about, the wind ripping through their hair and clothes. If not for Moth’s abilities, they would fall off instantly. It was like being caught in a death roll. One moment they were upside down, and the next, yanked upr…[Read more]

Just from the first few sentences I was intrigued! The fact that you referred to the “gods” as actual beings is interesting. This is what they call their leaders, I assume? Considering one is on trial and another was injured in a fight, behaviors an immortal non-human god presumably can’t display.

I also love the color magic! In the…[Read more]

You don’t like worms?? Oh no!! XD I didn’t stop to think you might be squeamish.

Lol. XP

Ari

Breath in his throat, ears ringing. No time to think. He dove for Moth’s outstretched hand.

Not that he didn’t think. But with all the blood, slime, and darkness, this could easily get beyond what he’d ever want to think of aga…[Read more]

Wormmmmmmmmmsssssssssss

This is literally a childhood nightmare of mine. Wormmmmmssss…=|

You don’t like worms?? Oh no!! XD I didn’t stop to think you might be squeamish.

Moth

Moth stood up and pulled Ari back. With startling firmness, he took Ari’s knife and sliced through his own palm. He winced. Pain blossomed there, and b…[Read more]

This is literally a childhood nightmare of mine. Wormmmmmssss…=|

I am quite content with whatever length you prefer to write. :]

Yay. XD

Ari

Ah. So this is what Moth had meant by squeamish. Wonderful.

Worms didn’t eat living creatures, did they? He watched the glistering beasts, hand on his dagger, eyes darkly livid. Daring one…[Read more]

And that was a very short reply to such a beautifully long role play. I shall aspire to do better.

I am quite content with whatever length you prefer to write. :]

@loopylin

He’s bony and noticeably haggard, with dark skin and – was his hair in braids? I think so. Orange and white clothing. I haven’t thought much about his physical des…[Read more]

Moth

Ari swore from where he stood, and Moth chuckled inwardly.

The soil churned with the smallest of its living citizens. The sound was too much for them to bear. They rose from sleep, their long, slithery bodies glittering under the moon.

Moth steadied his stance and let out a high-pitched, piercing cry.

A giant worm burst out of…[Read more]

Ari

Thunder rolling in the earth quivered up from his feet to his spine. The ground shook, cracked. Changed.

Ari swore–fervently. He had the sense that more devout people would have prayed. But considering they were all dead…

He swore again.

If he didn’t already prefer having his eyes and tongue inside his head, being lost to his family was almost appealing.

I knew Ari was going to say that. Goodness, child. Equal parts sassy and sad

Moth

Ari wasn’t easily disturbed by jokes. That was a good sign. Although he already seemed like a brave person and there was no reason to doubt it, he also had no idea what Moth’s life was like. But then again, maybe the two boys had more similarities to uncover. Who was to say?

“We are… Hold on.” Moth muttered. He crouched down. “I…[Read more]