Apokalipse

The Scarlet Masks

BACK FROM SCHOOL, TIME TO ROLLEEEEPLLAAAY

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Shifter_Master said
That Ddos happened a week after I had join the website it was bizzare

You, personally, ruined it!!! LE GASP!! You are the enemy!!

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Shifter_Master said
That Ddos happened a week after I had join the website it was bizzare

You, personally, ruined it!!! LE GASP!! You are the enemy!!

Guardians of the Moon

WOOP WOOP!!! LET'S GET IT STARTED IN HERE, LET'S GET STARTED IN *mumbles because I don't remember the whole freaking song I'm so sorry please continue on*

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Lovedaia concentrated on the leaf, focused on it, became the leaf or something to that effect. She willed it to rise, to flutter into the air with a push of her mind. The red edges quivered, the stem trembled, and then it flipped over like a lazy acrobat with an irritating scraping noise. Lovedaia was about to celebrate her immense success when she felt the coolness of a breeze caress her skin.

“Damnit!” she howled, stomping her foot all over the leaf until it was nothing but a million red squares on the stained ground. “Stupid magic. I didn’t want you to work anyways.”

Lovedaia wasn’t the best at magic, quite the opposite really, and the fact that she couldn’t move a leaf irritated her. She was Lovedaia Marden – that leaf should be freaking worshipping her. Or so that was her biased, petulant belief. Groaning under her breath, she continued on her walk to the open space where a vast amount of annoying kids were gathered, clueless except for those returning. It was hard to pass them and she shoved her elbow into several students’ kidneys to ensure herself a front row seat to the Headmaster’s superb appearance.

Many of the students scowled at her, but she ignored them in favor of glancing around for the Headmaster to come. This was her least favorite part, but yet she needed to challenge herself. If she could do this, she could do anything…maybe even magic. Lovedaia nodded to herself in affirmation – if she doesn’t get scared this time, she will definitely be able to do magic. Her logic wasn’t exactly the most coherent. Nevertheless, she planted both feet firmly on the ground, bent her knees and prepared herself whilst sucking in a deep breath through her nostrils.

“Welcome one and all,” a voice bellowed next to her and Lovedaia leapt three feet into the air before landing on her sensitive backside.

“OW~ Ow, ow ow!” she hissed. It took her a moment to realize what this meant – she had been frightened once again. Disappointment fell into her gut. “I guess I’ll have to wait till next year.”

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Dude, my internet stopped working for hours. UGH, I HATE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS.

quest of questionable heroes

OHHHHHHHHHHHHH OKAY I FEEL STUPID. I don't play Dungeons and Dragons simply because it costs money, hahaha.

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Leotamer said
You can have your character stumble upon mine.

Where will your character be to stumble upon?

A Magic Boarding Home

I literally have nothing to do, but I posted before Zane so SOMEONE ELSE POST.

The Scarlet Masks

Daia Vandergult

Name: Daia Vandergult
Alias: Slip
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Personality:
Daia is a woman of greed who steals and thieves all that she can get her hands on. She cares for nobody but herself, willing to go to the extremes to ensure her life is safe. However, she values her gold more than she values her life and worships extravagance more than she would a god. Daia prefers subtlety when it comes to her dealings and is a woman of manipulative stealth. She is careful where she steps and uses all assets to benefit herself.
Skills:
Trident: Daia is skilled with a trident and has excellent aim for when she throws the three-pronged weapon.
Stealth: She is a stealthy woman who makes no sound when sneaking. She knows exactly where to step and how to step. The day she is caught is the day she is a man.
Lockpicking: Due to her life as a thief, she spends most of her day picking the locks of vaults and has grown quite well at doing so.
Pickpocketing: Many purses have been robbed because of her developed skill.

Bio:
Daia was born to a family of rich merchants. Her mother was a clothe merchant and her dad sold golden goods. Greed ran through the Vandergult line like blood in veins. Of course they loved each other, the family, but they loved money more and on the multiple times one was held ransom, those thugs could expect nothing but scoffs and rude gestures. Daia is not sad about the way she grew up, greediness billowing around her, because she understood. To her, gold was more important than her own life and how could she expect anybody else sacrifice their money?
However, when she wanted more money and gold and extravagance. She desired the necklaces of the nobles, the pins of the neighboring merchants, and the silk of her fellow spoiled rich girls. Daia began to steal and when she felt the rush, she couldn’t stop. It was euphoria. To get things she wanted, she didn’t have to sacrifice her gold and that was important to her. So, when Dragonmaw took over and the city was struck with poverty, she was outraged. Her family went bankrupt, her parents committed suicide because how could they cope without their money; they refused to live like the poor. Daia only survived because of her kleptomaniac habits and even then she was suffering without the abundance. For that, she hated Dragonmaw.
When approached by the Scarlet Masks to steal for them, especially from the Fireblade Mercenary Company, she simply could not refuse.

Weapons:
Her trident, named Poseidon.
Other:
I am one of them

Okay, she's finished. Sorry, it's not that good because I'm better at showing than telling. -_-'