Apokalipse

Agartha Academy (Magic/Fantasy/Supernatural)

The IC should be up later today~!

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Is everyone from the Land of Fire? Regardless, anyone wanna have a connection to my upcoming character? Plus, anyone got a clan for me to join, so I can finish out the details of my character?

@Ichthys

Shikako, my Nara, is. ALSO, NOTE: If anyone wants to play Shikashi, Shikako's cousin and rival, PM me c:

Agartha Academy (Magic/Fantasy/Supernatural)

Eltari

@philp123

Accepted, but I cannot access the picture, so you might want to fix that

The Black Tower: A Fantasy Adventure RP (CLOSED)

Raffy couldn’t help but smirk at her companions as they faced this threat head on – what jokes. While they distracted the hellish dogs, the redhead had slipped off the horse with her cowl and hood on and retreated into the darkness. That wasn’t enough, of course, to stop their noses and so she smeared ash all over her body to mask her scent, her black armor became grey. Then, she started to throw her daggers. They zoomed through the air, only the reflecting light a sign of them coming as they slit the throats of the creatures, severing their tendons and pouring blood unto the ground. Another one of her blades pierced the skull of one and a yelp escaped it. Raffy didn’t know the level of their intelligence and so she was constantly moving in the shadows, melding and twisting in one until her daggers were flying in every one direction. But her tactic could only last so long… Without her noticing, one of those insufferable creatures had crept behind her and it was only when she heard the low growling that she leapt from the shadows, becoming visible for her enemy to see. The thing jumped after her and snapped its jaws, she ducked into a roll to dodge it and when she pressed her heels into the dirt to stop herself, it took that moment and closed its fangs around her arm, its saliva burning through her armor and searing her skin. Raffy hollered in agony and lost her balance, landing harshly on her back. The creature mounted her and dragged its head side to side, jerking her arm painfully. With her new position, she had only one advantage and that was her legs. She drew them up close to her chest and began to push against the creatures stomach, shaking her feet so her hidden daggers peeked through her shoes and drove them into the stomach of the beast. It fell down dead. “Damnit.” Raffy cursed, holding her limp arm. Well, now she had to use one…oh well, she’s been through worse.

Viva La Fabre! Super-Power RP!

Finally managed to post!

Viva La Fabre! Super-Power RP!

BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ. Eri lifted her head up, her eyes peering darkly over her arms as she saw her phone vibrating out of control. She bared her teeth in anguish and half-crawled half-limped towards the phone, picking it up with clenching fingers and swiping it on.

Attention, Everyone If you are now part of this madness, we can help you. If you ever need help, don't hesitate to call us or mail us we will always rush out to you. When you are able, come to the direction attached to this message, this is where we are. We are all Colors, just like you, and we must help each other. Ryousei.

She needed help, but would these people really help her? Or is it a trap to lure Colors to their deaths? Surely it was a trap. What else could it be? Who in their right mind would try to fight this dangerous system? It was too much of a risk. She couldn’t trust them. No, Eri was much safer in this room…alone, in the dark, forever. Eri closed her eyes and breathed in tightly to prevent the tears that beckoned her. To prevent the sadness that wished to overwhelm her, already has overwhelm her. And suddenly the walls were spinning and she was reaching for the wall, dry heaving as there was nothing in her stomach and memories of the awful, awful screams resounded in her head. “I can’t, I can’t.” Eri gasped, gripping her head until it left small fingernail indents. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM Someone is banging on her door, calling her name – “Eri, Eri, Eri” – and it was all too much. Tears exploded down her face, torrents that threatened to drown her and she couldn’t breathe. Her lungs were shriveling and Eri clasped her eyes shut, the pressure on her eyeballs hurting. This pain couldn’t compare to what Kotone had felt – maybe she deserved it, she deserved pain and death and blood and this horrible twisting in her gut. Eri wanted to be swallowed up by the earth, to not be real, be human anymore. She didn’t want to die, but she wanted to stop existing – does that make sense? Is Eri being rational? No, no, no. Stop thinking, Eri. Stop, stop, stop. “Eri, sweetie, Kotone called.” Eri’s eyes widened and her gasps halted. “She wants you to visit her in the hospital.” The tears stopped flowing, but a horror replaced it and a sick feeling followed. “I think you should go…and maybe you could talk to somebody?” Therapy? Eri wasn’t crazy, no, no, no. Eri was fine. She was fine. Right? Right? “Come on out, sweetie. I’ll take you there.” She doesn’t want to go! Can’t go! Can’t go! … “Okay, mom.”

Eri never liked hospitals. It was always too white for her, too bright, too pristine. And the smell, the smell was the worst. It was a mixture of anesthetics and old people – Eri hated the smell of the elderly. It reminded her of her fate. To shrivel up like a prune. Eri shuffled through the halls, her hands burrowed in her jacket’s pocket and she periodically glanced at the door numbers. …102… …103… …104… 105!!! Here it is. Eri needs to steel herself – she takes in deep breaths, trying to quell the storm in her stomach, and prematurely opens the door. BANG. The door slams against the wall and Eri winced, she didn’t mean to hit it so hard. She scans the room and breathes a sigh of relief – Kotone is sleeping soundly. Almost like a creeping shadow, Eri slinks forward and hovers over her best friend of which she has caused so much pain. Pain, pain, pain. The tears threaten her with their crystalline fragility and Eri bites her hand to keep them at bay. Almost as if her tears are compensating, words pour out of her mouth like Niagra Falls. “I’m so sorry, Kotone. This is all my fault. I didn’t…I didn’t mean to hurt you. Emotionally or physically. I just…wanted to have fun. I’m so sorry.” Eri got onto her knees and held a limp, sleeping hand close to her face. “Mm…E..ri…” By the time Kotone opened her eyes, Eri was gone.

Eri glanced down at the phone in her hands and huffed, the sound ripping her throat that had become sensitive from a day of crying. So this is the place, the place where this Ryousai is supposed to help her. Great. It could be a trap. But Eri didn’t care anymore. She opened the door and strutted into it, gathering the bravado she had before she had…pain, pain, pain.

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Anybody want to be a Nara? or have relations with Shikako?

@Apokalipse

My character's father is a Nara. Yosh was talking about using him as part of a backstory, but we could still be distantly related.

@Gravedigger

That would do c:

]{Naruto: Jaded Ideals}[

Anybody want to be a Nara? or have relations with Shikako?

@Apokalipse

I've always wanted to try an Ino-Shika-Cho trio. I do have an Akimichi with Lava Release ready to go.

@Sloth

Woo! But I should warn you, Shikako barely knows any Nara jutsu for a reason that I shan't give away.

The Black Tower: A Fantasy Adventure RP (CLOSED)

Raffy sighed and picked up her dagger from the table, sheathing it in her armor. She stood up, the chair screeching against the ground, and started towards the door. Raffy didn’t even spare a glance when she passed by the boy, but her hand patted him on the head – it may be construed as a sympathetic gesture, but it was purely condescending on Raffy’s part. She strode through the door and cursed under her breath when she realized that Mediocre hadn’t left…matter-of-fact, he was in the exact same spot she had left him in. “Damnit.” She swore, grabbing the mane of the horse and swinging herself onto him. Raffy hadn’t had the hindsight to steal a saddle when she stole the horse many leagues back. “Well, are we to be going?” Raffy asked sarcastically when she noticed nobody else had moved. “Why did I get put with ye fellows? Gods above, aid me.”

The Black Tower: A Fantasy Adventure RP (CLOSED)

Raffy is too regal - as regal as a thief can get - to walk. So of course she steals a horse and names it Mediocre.