Apokalipse

Paint

Okay, well I hope I'll be able to RP with you guys this summer then.

Under Deep OOC (6 players only, first come first serve)

Dasmira almost fell to the ground at the power of the shriek that rushed over her. Her knees quivered and buckled but she gathered enough will power to still stand. Crimson claws glimmered in her eye, but not the good glimmer that came with gold and silver – this glimmer was one of peril and bereavement. The thief would be lying if she didn’t admit that she would give up all her gold if she received the tiniest of help. Her finger fumbled in her coin skirt, awkwardly coiling around her rope dart instead of with the surety she usually possessed. This was only enhanced when that giant red eye made contact with her own. Dasmira’s body tensed and her eyes widened as it sprinted towards her, its long arms and legs thumping on the ground with the sheer weight.

The conwoman was saved in the nick of time when Athinar placed himself in front of her and Serkan hit the giant thing with some sort of magic that Dasmira didn’t understand.
“Though I don’t particularly like you, you cagna ladro, I’ll still help the ‘dead weight’ in this group.” Dasmira sneered at him and suddenly felt the need to prove herself, though she knew it might end badly.

Ripping her rope dart from her skirt, she darted from the protection of the fire wall and swung it around the beast’s head. Using her momentum, she began flying as the rope tightened around the ugly thing’s neck and had managed to find her way behind it. She dug her heels into the ground and halted; Dasmira began to pull and pull with her full might to make the beast fall unto the ground. His bowed legs were his shield and his bane as bowed legs strengthen the front, but weaken him from behind. Or at least, that’s how it mostly worked; with such a mighty thing like this, she didn’t know what effect it would have and prayed that the other two would have her back.
Also, she mentally took back that thing about her gold.

Under Deep OOC (6 players only, first come first serve)

I vote on naming him Polyphemus so we don't have to call him the beast the whole time. Polly for short.

13 Edgewood Drive

Helen felt like eating her words right about then, but that smug look on that Isaac boy's face made her face adorn a deadly smirk. Standing up, she shrugged out of her leather jacket and began pulling on the hem of her shirt until it completely lifted off of her toned body. She flung the shirt at Isaac's head and took that momentary distraction to kick off her boots and leather pants. She felt unbelievably embarrassed, standing there in her green camo undergarments, but closing her eyes she snapped the bra and shrugged out of her underwear. Completely naked, her face turned beat red and she darted from the room, out the door, and down the block. She didn't wait to see if anybody was going to follow her to make sure she did it, instead she focused on making her bare feet move harshly against the concrete. She reached the end of the block, skidding on her heels which left angry red scratches on them, and turned to run back to the house. She ran past an old man crouched over his cane who stared at her in complete shock as well as a house wife still wearing her apron from dinner.

"Shit." Helen sighed.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

All these characters are super interesting (: I can't wait until we get started.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

Appearance

Name:
Suro Shahn-Lee

Age:
23

Sex:
Female

Personality:
Suro is a superstitious selective mute with misfortune following her like a lost puppy. She is notorious for her bad luck in almost everything, but larceny. The blonde developed selective mutism when she was a child and never grew out of it; now, she only speaks when around one person whom she is irrevocably and completely comfortable with….which is no one. Suro is socially awkward and never knows what to say, if she were to say anything, and would much rather express her feelings through actions than words. Despite her initial shyness, she is responsible and reliable and always has her partner’s back.

Preferred Weapon(s):
Chakram, smoke bombs, and flint & steel to start fires

Abilities and Specialties:
Diversions

Bio:
Suro was raised in a quiet home with her, her parents, and her younger brother. They were the only people she ever felt comfortable enough to talk to and they often told her she was rather loquacious. The family got along fine until one day, her brother got sick. The Shahn-Lee family was not the richest and could not afford the medicine needed for her precious younger brother and so he passed. His passing caused Suro to crawl deeper into her shell, but eventually her parents managed to reconnect her to the world. Her parents now live far away with their adopted son, Sunny, and much money to spend whilst Suro indulges in her expensive taste with stolen riches.

Paint

Is everyone still here?

[High-Casual]We Are Changed.

Is this still alive?

Echoes Of The Forgotten

C'mon, someone post~~

Supernatural Task Force

It's cool, though I don't think a lot of people are still here anymore. Sorry to get back to you so late...I meant to and then I forgot.