Avatar of BlackPanther
  • Last Seen: 6 yrs ago
  • Joined: 11 yrs ago
  • Posts: 6851 (1.75 / day)
  • VMs: 3
  • Username history
    1. BlackPanther 11 yrs ago
  • Latest 10 profile visitors:

Status

Recent Statuses

9 yrs ago
Current mid term on the 19 so slight delay in all my everything
1 like
9 yrs ago
I have learned I'm allergic to deer. Still had a fun time though
2 likes
9 yrs ago
Today I have aged another year. Yay aging lol
6 likes
9 yrs ago
I passed biochemistry. Hell yes no more chemistry to deal with woo! Now to go calm my nerves before i vibrate through the floor
1 like
9 yrs ago
I have my biochem final on Monday and am still not feeling well. My apologies for the delays.

Bio

Note:

On hiatus from here until further notice

Most Recent Posts

@smarty0114
dude
bro
person
we should collab somewhere somehow the thing
The twins


Location:
color codes: yellow=the mom (Sheryl) red=the dad (Phil) orange=when both are talking pink=Gage green=Aron
Interacting with: Charlie @smarty0114




As soon as that question came out of Charlie's mouth Gage turned red. His mouth opens and closes a few times until he ends up just slowly lowering himself into the water until just his eyes are visible.

Aron snorts. The laughs earning a glare from his brother turned sea monster. "Ah man Charlie you broke my brother...now I'm not going to be able to return him" That causes for gage to emerge enough to push Aron more into the water...which does not seem to phase him very much. Rather it seems aron can no longer hold back the laughter erupting from him.

Gage turns to charlie and turns red again. "...dude....I mean...I don't even" He rubs his face and looks rather hopeless. He slowly sinks back down into the water. Aron catches his breath and looks at charlie. "He likes the girl but has no idea how to deal." Aron looks down at his brother who is still half submerged and glaring then back at charlie before shrugging.
@Willow Breeze
Astley blinks at her, then beams a bright smile her way. "Thank you for believing me" He takes a small breath before deciding to go all out. "A pixie king is a lot like an alpha wolf. They gain more power through a pack, along with more territory and the like. Regular pixies can either be born a pixie or turned, while a king can only be born. Once turned, they will..belong in a sense to the king that turned them." He rubs his face somewhat. "Generally a pixie king gains the most power from having a pixie queen...which is usually a female who has either pixie blood in her or is stronger in a sense then others. Without either the pixie king is...like a lone wolf...unable to hold territory and does not have a lot of power." He seems to be avoiding her gaze now. "The worst part about pixies is their love from blood. Usually a teenage boy...and they uh....like to bleed them out slowly...where each pixie will take a small nip with a small amount of blood..." He looks ashamed now. "As for how it affects you...As long as you will have me it will not. I promise you that" He means it as well. "As for my real appearance....we...can take that part slow...please" He is still avoiding her gaze a bit. He hopes she can take all of that in stride...as so far she seems pretty open.
Vladimir


As the sun rose, a body amongst the sheets tangled through two forms stirs. Slowly a woman sits up and inspects the man whom she managed to bed last night. As she gazes upon the sleeping form a pale grey eye slowly opens and looks at her. "good morning" The woman cracks a smile as the man known as Vladimir sits up, still groggy from sleep. "Morning Vlad." Vlad gets out of bed and starts pulling on clothes, to be specific a heather grey t shirt and tight dark jeans, as she watches. Once fully clothed he turns and looks at her. "Not that i am objecting to you being here...but why are you still here?' The woman tilts her head. "I wanted to be here when you awoke...a-" Before she could finish the sentence Vlad's dinosaur of a phone rings. He picks up. "Hello? What? oh...its not mine. How could I be so sure you ask? Because i am completely sterile. Nice try though, do try it on someone else who it is actually possible to produce a parasite with." A click is heard as he snaps the phone shut and watches as the woman dresses in a hurry and leaves. Vlad snorts, it would seem all the women he ends up with are similar.

Vladimir lightly makes coffee and starts about his day. However, this is soon interrupted by a doorbell ring. He sighs before getting up and seeing a postman with a letter. His eyes flick between the letter and the man as he grabs the letter, who even sends letters now a days. He nods to the postman as he closes his door. He opens and reads it.

His whole being goes cold at the threat of being known to the IBI. "Not again...never again" The whisper is soft and he clenches the letter. He inhales and exhales before unclenching and finishing the reading of the letter. So Seattle it is.

His day found him in one of his least favorite forms of traveling. A plane. Something about being in the air with his feet off the ground was unnerving. With his jaw clenched, eyes closed, and knuckles white from clenching the arm rests he feels he might be okay if no one talks to him. Of course, that was not fate. "Oh are you afraid of flying?" The irritating voice of the blonde sitting next to him pierces his forced meditation. "Only as much as you are afraid of your natural hair color" That shocked her into silence...good. The rest of the flight was uneventful thankfully.

He walks off of the metal bird to see a rather large man dislocating another man's shoulder. With an eyebrow raise he makes his way to the group around the large bear of a man, knowing full well his silent nature might make him unnoticed until they actually look behind them. "Why be subtle when the other guy was not? Believe that man brought the bad karma upon himself" As another woman introduces herself he sighs. He probably should do the same. "Vladimir." He felt nothing else needed to be added so he simply does not. The pirate boots are enough to prove everything about himself.
@Nevix
okay
will definitely get on that
thank you :)
@Willow Breeze
Astley blinks at her and chuckles. He is somewhat relieved, yet also not. How do you tell someone whom is your soulmate that you are a creature that is thought to be fake...make believe. Or should you tell them at all. He rubs his neck awkwardly before taking a deep breath. He would tell her now..get it out of the way."Well...Not exactly" He turns and studies her. "Please hear me out" He rubs his neck again as he thinks of the words. "I am a pixie king" that sentence sounded awful and made up. He could hear it in his own words, but if not now when would he tell her? When he started shedding gold glitter all over the place on his birthday? No it was now, when she could decide to either hear him out or run. He hoped beyond all hope that she would hear him out. The original plan of the playing the human tossed out the window since he reasons that is a terrible idea just asking for trouble.
okay well double post but...
@Nevix
yay cs! lemme know if anything needs tweaking

@Nevix
woo
ill get on that :D
This
This is a cool thing

Is this cool thing still accepting?
© 2007-2026
BBCode Cheatsheet