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7 yrs ago
Current So I'm not cool enough to do it, but I think a Pokemon based Nation RP would be cool. Jussayin.
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9 yrs ago
[@Xandrya] I'm so sorry to hear that! :[ It's the most heart breaking thing to lose one of those little guys. I hope you'll be okay.
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10 yrs ago
Rescued a baby squirrel yesterday. They're so FLUFFY. <3
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10 yrs ago
Uncle falls from a ladder, mother has heart attack. What next, June? Bring it on, asshole.
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10 yrs ago
Today is a day of sadness. It is the day I quit partaking of the drink of my lord and savior, Lord Coffee Bean. I shall be very grumpy for the next three weeks.
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Bio

Fandoms/Genres I like to roleplay


Games
  • Pokemon
  • League of Legends
  • Golden Sun


Books
  • Harry Potter
  • Eragon
  • Percy Jackson


Genres/Other

I'm all about that fantasy. I can mix it with other genres, such as sci-fi, slice of life, etc. but I generally stick to fantasy settings. As long as something supernatural or mystical is afoot, I'm interested. I generally like adventure, exploration, and conversation more than action and fighting in my roleplays as long as everyone is having a good time. I enjoy tabletop RPGs such as Dungeons & Dragons, Scion, Dungeon World, and Ryuutama.

Most Recent Posts

(Pact-Making and Merging with Plightz)

"We're away from that monster! We're free! How did you do that Orion?"

The wind felt so surreal as she raced through the daisies, her footfalls both solid and steady as if she was one with the earth. Every step made her heart pound with exhilaration. Her hair flicked back and forth behind her like wings, as if she was soaring through the beautiful azure sky stretching out before her. She couldn't suppress a whimsical giggle. This was her favorite, her absolute favorite! If only Orion would join her, why was he standing there so sullenly? "Sorry Orion, I was just so happy I wasn't paying much attention! What did you say?"

"I'm taking them Azzie, promise not to scream too much okay~?"

In a single moment, her bliss was taken from her. The earth raced up at her and she fell to the ground, her body convulsing uncontrollably before she realized what had happened. She felt her chest constrict as she let out a scream, her throat becoming raw from pure agony. Yet, she couldn't stop. Or perhaps, it was because she wasn't in control of whether she screamed or not? Did her body even belong to her anymore? She couldn't tell, but everything seemed like it was always this way. Dark, shivering, shaking, screaming, writhing, hot and then cold in a seamless pattern. Then, abruptly, there was nothing, and that was the best part. She had quickly learned to cherish the feeling of nothing. This was her new bliss, comforting and numbing. She could feel herself letting go, letting go of all of it.

And then he had to go and ruin everything.

AZALEA CROWE, DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME. YOU PROMISED!

She took a choking, shuddering breath as she gasped for air. Amber eyes went this way and that as she searched for what had her so panicked. Orion's face was above her own, his red eyes looking like twin harvest moons in his pale face, and he was clenching his oddly spiked teeth as if he was angry. Her head was laying in his lap, she realized. But why? "What happened, Orion? Are you okay?" Was what she meant to say, but it came out in a hoarse whisper that she could barely understand, but Orion's teeth un-clenched. He had understood her. "Hmph! Of course I'm okay, you silly human. We traded, and I must say you received a very generous gift from me. Much better than what I got." His boyish voice wavered ever so slightly into his deeper one.

'What does he mean, traded? Oh... the "Pact" thing, right? It was important, I guess.' She hadn't thought much about it since they had managed to escape the spider and it's nest of icky-ness, but he had said something about how he needed her most precious thing. "Well, I guess we're even-stevens now." She chuckled as a smile blossomed across her face. She was glad, she hated owing people anything. "Umm, do you even realize? Ahaha! No matter, I'll write some instructions down for you, 'cus I feel sorta bad for sending you out without any training wheels, okay?" Orion returned her smile with his own and began tracing his finger through the air in-between them. Glowing runes shone and disappeared in sequence, fading into her forehead. She swallowed, trying to wet her throat before she spoke again. Why was it so sore? "Woah, what?! Is that really magic? I know I just saw the world's biggest arachnid like a second ago, but that still kinda wigs me out y'know?" Her eyes followed the runes as he kept tracing them.

She heard Orion chuckle in response, but something felt off. Instructions, training wheels? 'Did he give me a magic bike or something?' It was the only thing that made sense to her. Maybe it could outrace that spider. That'd be pretty awesome. She could probably get out of here, get Orion back to his parents, and go home pretty easily on one of those, if My Neighbor Totoro was any guide to go by. "Alright, Azzie, I'm done! When you activate it, you'll know how it kinda works alright? I couldn't transfer it's full power to you, you slipped too far and cut off the connection, but you'll learn how to make this version work. I trust you." Orion clapped his hands together, then bent down to look directly into her eyes. His own glittered, except not with happiness... He had the same look as the spider who was about to descend upon it's prey. "You'll be mad at first, Azzie. I can't change that, but you'll forgive me 'cus we're lovers now." Before she could respond, he brushed his lips against her own and promptly shattered into a thousand specks of light.

Her head hit the ground with a solid thump, shaking her out of whatever stupor he might have left her in. Her face felt flushed, but above all she was genuinely confused. He disappeared! Why would she be angry with him? Everything that happened left more unanswered questions. She couldn't stay here laying on the ground helplessly though. She had to find Orion, wherever he had gone. She pushed herself up using her hands, and then everything made just a little more sense.

Every bit of flesh past her knees was gone. Blood spattered and pooled across the daisies where her legs should have been. Here, one of her shoes was sitting in the middle of the puddle, there the other was nearly blood free and sitting a good five feet away. She wasn't bleeding now though, as some invisible force had staunched the flows beneath slick barriers and dulled the pain. "This... this can't..." She reached forward with her hands, splashing them down into the puddles of blood. Her... blood. Without meaning to, her mind began to stitch together the bigger picture as she remembered things Orion had said, things she should have been paying attention to.

"We're in a Nightmare, Azzie. We need each other."

"Things here can hurt you, so you gotta be smart. Quick."

"If you don't, we'll both be alone. We'll both die. You don't want that, do you Azzie? After all, you promised to protect me."

"We traded, and I must say you received a very generous gift from me. Much better than what I got."

"I couldn't transfer it's full power to you, you slipped too far and cut off the connection, but you'll learn how to make this version work. I trust you."

"You'll be mad at first, Azzie. I can't change that, but you'll forgive me 'cus we're lovers now."

"I'm taking them Azzie, promise not to scream too much okay~?"


Bile rose in her throat, cascading waves of emotion surged in her. Indignation? Betrayal? Hurt? Disbelief? The one that finally won was rage. Pure. Unbridled. Rage. At herself, at Orion, at whatever this was. A Nightmare? How come it felt so real then? She slammed her fists down, causing blood to splash across her as she let out a roar.

"OOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!"
So sorry I haven't posted, I have been suffering from insomnia lately. I finally got some sleep after like 40 hours of being awake, so I'll be writing through this night/morning.
Yup. Can't summarize for shit. :/ (I had fun writing though)
'Unnh...?'

Azalea opened her amber eyes, peering around the room cautiously as she tugged her blankets closer to her body. Something had woken her up, something... wrong. But the room was dark, impossibly dark, so she would wait until her eyes adjusted before she went to turn on the light. Weren't your eyes normally adjusted while you slept? 'Oh well.'

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECHHHHH

She pulled her blanket over her head, trying to block out the sound. After what seemed only a moment, the nails-on-a-chalkboard sound disappated and left her surroundings utterly silent. She peeked one eye out from the confines of her blanket, hoping to be able to see something.

Her surroundings weren't dark anymore, and instead an eery red light dimly illuminated the walls of where ever she was. The room was spherical and incased in countless shining gossamer threads, as if she was inside a hallowed out ball of thread. It was hard to tell where one thread began and another ended.

"Haha, is somebody playing a joke with me? What is this? SUPPPERRRR funny guys, you got me!" Azalea laughed, crinkling her nose up as she tried to push her blankets off of her. A rank smell hit her nose, decay and... blood? "Ugh! Gross, what is that? You guys didn't put a dead fish in here with me did-" Her words were choked out as her heart leaped to her throat. A disembodied head was in her blankets, the eyes and mouth frozen in such terror that she had a hard time really understanding what was happening. It's hair was weaving into her blanket... Her blanket....

She looked at her blanket more closely. It was made of... of... "Oh my god!" Struggling to free herself from that awful thing was harder than hell, but she finally made it after discovering several more terror stricken heads. She turned around in a frantic circle, looking at the room more closely. There, an eye gleaming from beneath the shining threads, there the ashen cheek of another. The entire place was made of... She doubled over and wretched, but nothing came out as she gagged breathlessly.

"You'll end up like them."

A voice, a voice like a young boy...? What would a child be doing here? She wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand and peered towards where she heard the voice coming from. "Where are we? No, no nevermind that. I wont hurt you, just come out so we can leave this awful place!" She called out, walking slowly towards where she had heard the boy's voice coming from.

"She ate them. She's coming for me next."

Azalea stopped dead in her tracks. What was this kid talking about? "Ate? Wh... what are you talking about? Don't worry, I'll make sure whoever did all of th...this," She breathed in deeply in an attempt to stop her stomach from lurching before continuing. "They can't hurt you. I wont let them, okay?"

"Ohhhhh really?" The boyish voice suddenly turned deeper and more sensual as it breathed into her ear. Her shoulders hunched up against her ears reflexively and she jolted back. Shooting a furtive glance over her shoulder showed her that nobody was there. But she had definitely felt hot breath against her ear just a second ago.

When she looked back in front of her, she had to restrain the urge to leap back. A boy, probably three or four years younger than herself, was standing in front of her. He was small, fragile almost, with pale skin and violet colored hair that hung messily around his face and neck. His eyes... they were red. Besides his eyes, something else about him seemed really weird, but she couldn't think about that right now. She grabbed his hand and leaned down so she could speak with him face to face. "I'm Azalea, but my friends call me Azzie okay? Do you know the way out? What's your name?" She spoke softly. His hand felt so small in her own. Something about him made her want to protect him.

"Oh, Azzie, I was so scared." His boyish voice trembled as tears formed in his eyes, "P-please get me out okay?" He threw his arms around her neck and hugged her tightly. She felt her own eyes well up, but shook it off. She couldn't - wouldn't - imagine what he had seen happen here. "I'm Orion." His voice was soft in her ear as he snuggled his face into her hair. "Where is the way out?" She murmured, picking him up easily with an arm underneath him and standing to her full height as he clung to her. "Over... over there!" He said, lifting a long strand of her hair and waggling it to her right.

She followed where he was directing and there was an arched opening in the sphere that hadn't been there before. Heads hanging from their hair decorated the arch and she hurriedly placed her hand over his eyes. "D-don't look anymore, alright Orion? Just lay against my shoulder and close your eyes. We're getting out of here." She felt him nod against her hand and snuggle back into her hair. She took a deep breath and took long, determined strides to the archway, refusing to look at the macabre ornaments.

Outside of the gossamer sphere, she found herself standing in the middle of an intersection at what appeared to have been a very busy street. Cars, buses, motorcycles, all of them appeared to have been abandoned where they sat. She looked up at the skyscrapers lining the road, but she couldn't tell where she was. Some big city somewhere. New York, maybe? From the corner of her eye, she saw a blurry mass of darkness skittering across the road to her left, then just as suddenly a bus was hurtling through the air. She opened her mouth to scream, but her legs reacted faster than her mind. She ducked back into the sphere she had come from just as the bus crashed into the pavement where they had been.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECHHHHH

Above the noise of bus colliding with pavement, that nails-on-chalkboard sound reverberated throughout. Every sound was deafened in comparison to it, and when it ended the world was silent with awe. She felt something shaking against her chest, and she realized she had been shielding Orion with her body. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?!" She tried to sit up, but his grip was surprisingly strong against her hair. 'He's too afraid to let go.' She placed one of her hands over his own where it gripped her hair, and took the other to brush his hair out of his eyes so she could reassure him. Staring back up at her though... His red eyes were gleaming with mirth as he looked into hers, and he was shaking with laughter, not fear?

"Let's make a Pact, Azalea Crowe." The voice that came from his lips wasn't boyish anymore, it was the deeper, more sensual voice from earlier. "W..what... Orion, what's wrong with you? Did you hit your head?" She couldn't believe that he could change his voice like that. Maybe her ears were damaged from that loud sound? Something about her questions set him into more laughter, thankfully it was the high pitched laughter of a boy once again. Surely her ears were playing tricks on her. What happened next though, she hadn't been expecting.

He pulled on her hair, bringing her face down to meet his and he kissed her deeply. She was too stunned, his kiss was too assertive, for her to react. When he pulled away, his eyes were glittering devilishly, looking like they belonged to somebody much older than what Orion could be. "I want whatever is Precious to you, and you want to protect me... right? Let's make a Pact. She'll be here soon if you don't hurry, and she's awfully angry at me." His voice was boyish again but it rolled suggestively in just the right places to make her heart flutter.

She shook her head, reaching up to slap herself across her cheek. 'What the hell is this kid on about?! God, am I a pedo now?!' Without warning, the room started to shake, countless threads quivering and snapping as the entire top half began to tear off from the rest of the sphere. Hundreds of heads began to fall from the ceiling as the roof was thrown away. "Jesus!" Azalea huddled back over Orion, clenching her eyes shut in preparation for the pain.

"I can do at least this much, silly human." Orion's voice... but it sounded weak? Like he was in pain? Azalea opened her eyes just in time to see a head rebound off of an invisible force-field incasing her and Orion. She flinched back, bonking her head against the roof of the force field. "OWfffff" She rubbed her head. "Please don't do that, Azzie. I need to focus on the shield." His voice was ragged now, his skin even more pale, if that was even possible. She bit her lip, considering the situation. "Fine, fine, I'll do this Pact thing with you if you stop hurting yourself!" She muttered, glaring at another head that hit the shield and bounded off.

Orion's eyes shone brightly, actually shone like a flashlight, casting a red sheen over them both. "Promise to give me your most Precious thing and I'll take us away from here, where we can be alone." Azalea frowned, then opened her mouth to scold him, but was beaten to the chase. "Not like -that-, Azzie! Wait, unless you want to - no no, focus. Your. Most. Precious. Thing. What is it?" His voice got deeper again as he spoke, wavering between child and adult.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECHHHHH

Above them, a million eyed monstrosity loomed, it's body was suspended by eight impossibly long legs as it hung where the roof once was. Fortunately, it was too big to reach them - yet. It tore at the sides of the broken sphere ferociously, all of it's eyes focused on it's prey below: them. "This... this can't be real! That's a spider! A gigantic fucking spider. Like Harry Potter on steroids sort of spider. Oh my god. I have to be dreaming." Azalea breathed heavily, her eyes and mouth opening wide in terror.

"Hurry Azzie! We need to go, now!"

"Damnit! I can't think of anything else "precious" to me other than running!" Azalea shouted hoarsely, slamming her fist against her leg.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECHHHHH

The world was silent again. She hadn't realized she was closing her eyes, but she opened them to see that it was just her and Orion, alone, in the middle of a endless field of daisies. The scene was so starkly different from where she had been before that it was hard to believe anything before had happened, except... Orion was here.

"We will make a Pact now, Azalea Crowe."
Before I finish my post, I'm so sorry. As usual, I can't summarize my posts for shit so it's long. :/ I hope it'll be a little fun to read at least, gomen Q^Q

Spawnling said
Just ask ApheLion how I handle things like this. I'm very VERY good at it. So go ahead and post up folks, we've officially started.


He's a jerk ;___; He will tear your heart out if you let him.

<3
Bunnita you are awesome okay XD
Sorry for not replying as well. I'll only be replying on the weekends, so I'll be reading the posts today and giving a reply of my own :]
Awww I liked the old charrie sheet ;^; It was sorta hard to read, but it was funny.
Name: Azalea Crowe
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Physical Description:
Azalea has a lithe runner's build, all muscled and toned from many years on the track, and has likewise tanned skin from being outdoors so often. Her raven colored hair is cut short except for twin tails that hang down to her mid-back, dyed lavender at the tips. Her slightly slanted eyes are amber in their coloration. On her collarbone, usually hidden from sight, are three small star tattoos. She stands at 6'3'', and usually slouches or leans against something nearby with her hands in her pockets to make herself less intimidating.

In the Nightmare, her legs below her knees are completely gone. In their place are two gaping holes that Azalea tries to keep covered up as best as possible.

Pact:
Orion is a manipulative spirit who, even in it's dire circumstances, likes to play with other beings. It will undergo immense measures to amuse itself, and the more amusement it gets, the more it requires - an undying thirst.

It's Pact with Azalea was one of it's most amusing ventures in a long while; in return for the ability to summon magical cubes, it took away most of her legs. She can summon up to 4 small cubes (each just large enough for her to sit on) or one large cube (4 foot high by 4 foot wide). The cubes are fragile to those with hostile intent and can be easily destroyed with one hit. However, to those with peaceful intentions, the cubes can withstand any punishment. She can control their movements with concentration.

Personality:
Calling Azalea high energy wouldn't really describe her properly. Sure, she has plenty of energy, but she prefers to laze around and play video games more than she likes to be up and about. The only thing that'll get Azalea on her feet most days is the promise of running on the track, the thing she loves best.

While she is normally okay with just about everything, she hates drama or conflict and will actively avoid all situations involving them with a passion. She has a welcoming smile and a joke at the ready more often that not, and prefers to keep things lighthearted.
I'm interested, count me in :]
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