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Wych (open and accepting!)

Sigrid hummed to herself as she arranged the messy deck of her ship. There were as many wares hanging over the sides as littered all over the wooden floor, and it seemed that no matter how well she left it, the moment she turned her back it reverted to its piles and mess. Still, though, this was the life she decided to live, and she relished every morning she awoke on the deck. Grandfather was off to Helheim, having died of sickness and age, but before he did, he worked his surest in making her a woman as he saw it. She hated every second she had to clean the house, but now she found herself grateful in the most minuscule way that she learned to handle such things on her own.

As the chorus to one of Grandfather's old sea-songs came to a close, Sigrid attached the last hammer to a hook and threw it over the side, bringing her morning chore to a close. She allowed herself a wide grin, knowing through a recently found experience that she was done earlier than usual. Perhaps there might even be time to visit the local shops and do some trading. Carefully, she selected various items from her carefully-stacked piles, doing something of a river dance on her deck to avoid disturbing them and having to start her morning chores over. Dry fruits, bread, cookingware, tools, slowly she filled a sack with her own possessions. Patting her coinpurse, she set off for the town square, a smile on her face. Before she could go, though, she had one more thing to do. Sigrid bent down on the wet shore where her boat was tied up, and picked up a generous pile of brown clay. With a slight grimace, she poured the mud over her head, then rubbed it along her scalp, trailing her fingers all the way down to the fringes of her hair. She admired her handiwork in the stream, looking for all the world like an Angle girl. Now, she was ready for the market.

Haven: Summer camp for Supernatural Teens

" . . . And don't forget to call. I want to hear all about everything, okay?" Theodora said. Lukas could see the worry in her eyes. He knew how much she liked being in control of things, and being able to watch over things in her life, him most of all. Slowly, she revealed what she's been keeping in her pocket. "Here," she says, extending it out to him. "Dad took an extra shift at work. Last week, he was able to scrape up enough money for this." Lukas couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was a smartphone. Used, beat-up, and a few generations past, but a smartphone nonetheless. Tentative, he reached out and took it.

"I promise," Lukas said. He pulled Theodora into a tight embrace. This was turning out harder than he had imagined. No amount of preparing could ready himself. For the first time in his entire life, she would not be the first thing he sees every morning, preparing his breakfast and lecturing him about his grades. Mom worked the graveyard shift in a small-town bank, and would usually be passed out in bed when he was going to school. He felt her arms wrap around him.

"Relax, it'll only be what, six weeks?" she said with a smile. "You'll be back home in a flash. And when you do, it's my turn on the DS, got it?" He nodded, cracking a small smile. "Alright. I'm going now . . . try to have fun." With that, she got back in her rusty old car, and with a puff of smoke and a series of ghastly grinding noises, she was gone. Lukas looked up at the entrance, the gate separating the camp from the rest of the world. Oh well, nothing left to do but go in. He took one nervous step forward, not really wanting to, but forcing himself. Then another. Before he knew it, he was inside.

Haven: Summer camp for Supernatural Teens

Name: Lukas Morios
Age: 15
Appearance: Lukas is everything you'd expect from a child of Greek immigrants. He is tall and swarthy, and completely black of hair and eye. True, his nose is a little big, and true, his eyes are a little close together, but his parents always tell him never to judge himself by his appearance, and that's good enough for him.

Reason for coming to camp: Lukas' parents wanted him away from home for the summer. Between him, his older sister, and their intensive work lives, who could blame them? Besides, he was told that camp was a fun place of activities and nature. However, he only really agreed when they finally relented and allowed him to bring his DS along.

Ability: Lukas has the inexplicable ability to turn his whole self into stone at will. He is either a complete statue or a complete human, and is unable to assume a half-form. When he is stone, he is unable to move or speak, yet may still think and perceive the world around him. Also, his doctor says he has a high blood pressure, but that's probably not a superpower.

Bio: Lukas' family was not poor by any means, but they were struggling when he was born. Both of his parents worked long hours for little pay, and thus he was largely taken care of by his sister Theodora (under the careful eye of their parents). His friends would sometimes complain about how annoying their siblings were, but he never really got it. Theodora was cool. She once told Lukas that he had accidentally called her "mama" back when he was two, and it took months of explaining for his baby self to understand otherwise. He doesn't really believe it.

Lukas never really kept his power under wraps. The first time the public really got wind of it was when he himself exhibited his power for "show and tell". This put him and the rest of his family under a county watchlist. It's okay, though. Inspector Melitonni was cool. He kept a good rapport with the Morioi family, and Lukas was always teasing Theodora about having a crush on Officer Melitonni's son. Sometimes, he would provide a monetary leg up when times got really hard, and he even gifted the family his son's old DS, which the two Morioi kids would not stop fighting over. In fact, it was he that handed them the flyers to the summer camp, and offered to foot part of the bill.

So, here he was, being driven up the hill by his sister, who he had completely tuned out as she talked. Here he was, watching the grass go by, wondering just how exactly he got here. He hoped the flyer was true, and that camp was a place to make new friends, but he doubted it. Advertisement was never completely honest anyway.

Haven: Summer camp for Supernatural Teens

Name: Lukas Morios
Age: 15
Appearance: Lukas is everything you'd expect from a child of Greek immigrants. He is tall and swarthy, and completely black of hair and eye. True, his nose is a little big, and true, his eyes are a little close together, but his parents always tell him never to judge himself by his appearance, and that's good enough for him.

Reason for coming to camp: Lukas' parents wanted him away from home for the summer. Between him, his older sister, and their intensive work lives, who could blame them? Besides, he was told that camp was a fun place of activities and nature. However, he only really agreed when they finally relented and allowed him to bring his DS along.

Ability: Lukas has the inexplicable ability to turn his whole self into stone at will. He is either a complete statue or a complete human, and is unable to assume a half-form. When he is stone, he is unable to move or speak, yet may still think and perceive the world around him. Also, his doctor says he has a high blood pressure, but that's probably not a superpower.

Bio: Lukas' family was not poor by any means, but they were struggling when he was born. Both of his parents worked long hours for little pay, and thus he was largely taken care of by his sister Theodora (under the careful eye of their parents). His friends would sometimes complain about how annoying their siblings were, but he never really got it. Theodora was cool. She once told Lukas that he had accidentally called her "mama" back when he was two, and it took months of explaining for his baby self to understand otherwise. He doesn't really believe it.

Lukas never really kept his power under wraps. The first time the public really got wind of it was when he himself exhibited his power for "show and tell". This put him and the rest of his family under a county watchlist. It's okay, though. Inspector Melitonni was cool. He kept a good rapport with the Morioi family, and Lukas was always teasing Theodora about having a crush on Officer Melitonni's son. Sometimes, he would provide a monetary leg up when times got really hard, and he even gifted the family his son's old DS, which the two Morioi kids would not stop fighting over. In fact, it was he that handed them the flyers to the summer camp, and offered to foot part of the bill.

So, here he was, being driven up the hill by his sister, who he had completely tuned out as she talked. Here he was, watching the grass go by, wondering just how exactly he got here. He hoped the flyer was true, and that camp was a place to make new friends, but he doubted it. Advertisement was never completely honest anyway.

Caravan ~ A Mid-Fantasy, lore heavy RP. Adventure, Action, and Mystery focused.

This looks pretty interesting. Could I take one of those open spaces?

Haven: Summer camp for Supernatural Teens

Hi, is there still room in this RP? I seem to have found some spare time, and would like to spend it here.

Magic RP (Open to new players)

Kutur didn't answer for a few seconds. His head swam with questions. What did she mean by 'handsome'? How did she know he had been to Constantsea? Were there even restaurants in the city yet? He remembered with a hint of embarrassment that he was quite visibly wearing a bag slung over his shoulder of Constantsea make. It would be silly for anyone to think he hadn't been there recently. "Sure, something to eat sounds nice . . . " he said, though not enthusiastically. The bag was full of texts granted to him by his masters. Some of them were even his own essays and research, although under his human name, Alexius. All, however, his masters expected him to illuminate and provide counterarguments for. It'll be a task worthy of a titan, and Kutur would have preferred to begin work immediately. Still, he should enjoy his last day out before secluding himself with his work, and this might provide just the right sort of escape. "Do you know a place? Is there even a place?"

Wych (open and accepting!)

Hey, is it alright for us players to begin writing In-Character posts yet?

Magic RP (Open to new players)

Kutur wandered the streets of Xigyll in a half daze, looking around in confusion and curiosity. The city had been under constant expansion since it was founded, but he never expected it to be this quick. Multiple buildings were raised in a matter of hours, and huts stretched all the way to the city walls, and perhaps have flooded over as well. For the first time, he found himself slightly lost, as he went down new street after new street, unable to find where the road meets the gate and he can escape all this activity and bustle.

He nearly stumbled when he felt two arms wrap around him, and a pour of words with a familiar voice filled his ears. He didn't catch a thing she said, but it was . . . nice, he supposed, to receive a warm welcome home. It felt strange, though, to level his head to see another. He spent his stay in Constantsea much the way he spent his years of study, craning his head upwards at everybody he encountered for so long he became used to it. Now his neck hurt, and he wanted to go back to his books.

"I . . . uhh . . . I hope so too," he said, nervously. Kali had stopped talking, and it looked like she expected a response from him. He had become so wrapped up in his own thoughts, as he tended to do, that he completely missed whatever it was she said.

Sci-fi thieves RP?

This looks really interesting! Is there room for one more?