Blue Demon
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Blue Demon || Female || Older || Ace
I go by Blue, Demon or BD. Or even Hey You if it's clear enough that you're talking to me. XD I prefer Blue or Blue Demon. And no, I didn't choose "Blue" because I'm sad. It's my favorite color. (And now you know.)
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Also, I just discovered DMC and now I'm Dante trash.
Also, I just discovered DMC and now I'm Dante trash.
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Hey Paper. Welcome to the site. Video games are sweet. You'll fit right in. If you have any questions feel free to ask. We're a friendly bunch.
Hi-ya George,
Comic books are awesome. Good job liking DC over Marvel. :D
Anyways, welcome to the site. I hope you get lots of fun roleplays.
Comic books are awesome. Good job liking DC over Marvel. :D
Anyways, welcome to the site. I hope you get lots of fun roleplays.
Drama? Haha. I think he's created enough Drama on his own. :D
Though if you want, we could do that. Now the question is... should said person be female or male. :o
Though if you want, we could do that. Now the question is... should said person be female or male. :o
The morning lagged, if only because Shigetoshi couldn't get the night out of his mind. He cleaned until his hands and knees ached and kept going. He only stopped to finish making breakfast and to serve it. He couldn't avoid Tatsuki completely in the dining area. To do so would be rude. But it wasn't something he was looking forward to. So he hid in the kitchen for as long as he could. He set up the plates and chopsticks before everyone got up, except for the elderly couple Inoue. They were sweet enough to help him set up.
When everyone else came trickling on in, the Innkeepr busied himself with serving food. He tried not to notice Tatsuki when he came in with the unmarried Fujiwara sisters. He also tried not to feel resentment over what happened last night. After all it was his fault for expecting anything, and pressuring Tatsuki. He makes sure to serve everyone equally, which meant Tatsuki was served in the middle. Though that didn't stop Tatsuki from speaking to him.
I would be honored if you would join me for breakfast, if you have the time of course. I know how busy this job can keep you. . .
Tatsuki just sat there, all wide-eyed and innocent and more than a little condescending. Shigetoshi plunked down the bowl of rice and quickly gave over the rest of the meal before declining.
"Thank you, but I am busy." And he didn't need Tatsuki's weird sense of pity. Was he messing with Shigetoshi? The Innkeeper turned away and served the Fujiwara sisters and Mr. Yamazaki. He tried to stop thinking about Tatsuki but it wasn't going very well. When everyone was served he escaped back to the kitchen to clean up. It wasn't that messy, since he was keeping everything totally clean at the moment, but it was a reason not to go back into the dining room. At least until everyone was finished.
The Elder Inoue couple would be around for two more days. Mr. Yamazaki didn't have a time set for departure, but with his flirting with the widowed Fujiwara sister, he was bound to stay until she left. The Fujiwara sisters were going to be here four more days to finish out the week. Tatsuki also didn't set a time for his departure. May it be swift in coming. More people would be arriving soon. It was the busy season and seven guests was a low number. Usually there were anywhere from ten to twenty people staying at the Inn during the summer. Of course the season was really just starting, so it was understandable. He sighed loudly.
When everyone else came trickling on in, the Innkeepr busied himself with serving food. He tried not to notice Tatsuki when he came in with the unmarried Fujiwara sisters. He also tried not to feel resentment over what happened last night. After all it was his fault for expecting anything, and pressuring Tatsuki. He makes sure to serve everyone equally, which meant Tatsuki was served in the middle. Though that didn't stop Tatsuki from speaking to him.
I would be honored if you would join me for breakfast, if you have the time of course. I know how busy this job can keep you. . .
Tatsuki just sat there, all wide-eyed and innocent and more than a little condescending. Shigetoshi plunked down the bowl of rice and quickly gave over the rest of the meal before declining.
"Thank you, but I am busy." And he didn't need Tatsuki's weird sense of pity. Was he messing with Shigetoshi? The Innkeeper turned away and served the Fujiwara sisters and Mr. Yamazaki. He tried to stop thinking about Tatsuki but it wasn't going very well. When everyone was served he escaped back to the kitchen to clean up. It wasn't that messy, since he was keeping everything totally clean at the moment, but it was a reason not to go back into the dining room. At least until everyone was finished.
The Elder Inoue couple would be around for two more days. Mr. Yamazaki didn't have a time set for departure, but with his flirting with the widowed Fujiwara sister, he was bound to stay until she left. The Fujiwara sisters were going to be here four more days to finish out the week. Tatsuki also didn't set a time for his departure. May it be swift in coming. More people would be arriving soon. It was the busy season and seven guests was a low number. Usually there were anywhere from ten to twenty people staying at the Inn during the summer. Of course the season was really just starting, so it was understandable. He sighed loudly.
...ahhhh
Totally glossed over that part. :|
Can't think of anything.
Nope. :D
Well, we still have 6 days in game time before Tatsuki's target shows. I don't know if you want them to sort of be in a relationship by then. Or whatever. (I don't have a preference about that) Since the story is more of a Slice of Life thing, I don't know really what else to add in other than new characters (Which I plan on adding since the family left) and it is kind of peak season.
Totally glossed over that part. :|
PopeAlessandros said Anything you'd like to see more of?
Can't think of anything.
PopeAlessandros said Less of?
Nope. :D
PopeAlessandros said Ideas for future events?
Well, we still have 6 days in game time before Tatsuki's target shows. I don't know if you want them to sort of be in a relationship by then. Or whatever. (I don't have a preference about that) Since the story is more of a Slice of Life thing, I don't know really what else to add in other than new characters (Which I plan on adding since the family left) and it is kind of peak season.
Blue Demon said :D
I'm enjoying it.
Random status check: Number 2.
:D
I'm enjoying it. Tonight I will post. (Because yesterday I just slept and here in a few minutes I have to go to work~)
:D
I'm enjoying it. Tonight I will post. (Because yesterday I just slept and here in a few minutes I have to go to work~)
The RPG is amazing. I'm running a campaign right now and it's a blast. (Literally)
But I'd totally be interested in something like this. However, are we all going to be ThreeEye addicts? Or can we play other people? Or even double or triple up?
I don't know much about Baltimore (having never been there) but I could use my books if it came to that. However we'd leave out those who don't have access to the RPG.
But I'd totally be interested in something like this. However, are we all going to be ThreeEye addicts? Or can we play other people? Or even double or triple up?
I don't know much about Baltimore (having never been there) but I could use my books if it came to that. However we'd leave out those who don't have access to the RPG.
The alarm buzzed and buzzed annoyingly in Kshiti's ear. Finally she reached over and smacked it, causing it to fall of her end table. From the floor it bleeped it's displeasure. The teenager groaned and sat up. She pushed her brown hair out of her face as she leaned over the side of the bed and snagged the clock. With a deft movement she turned off the shrill noise and replaced it on the side table. The red glowing numbers proudly stated the time as 5:32. Kshiti groaned again as she climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She emerged twenty minutes later cleaned and more ready to face the day.
By six she was dressed and presentable. She turned on her ipod, put in the buds and rocked out as she started gathering her stuff for school. She hummed the music under her breath as she packed her backpack. When she was finished with that she made a simple breakfast, roti, a few dips and spiced potatoes left over from last breakfast.
"<Papa!>" Kshiti shouted in Hindi. "<Breakfast!>" She scooped the last few bits of potato onto her plate and took up her usual spot at the counter.
A few minutes later her father staggered into the kitchen. His brown hair was still a bit ruffled and his pajama pants were rolled up on one side giving him a peculiar lopsided look. "<Smells wonderful>" Papa said as he took up the stool next to Kshiti.
"<I'm going off to school at seven.>" Kshiti said between bites. "<Don't forget to pick up the groceries. The list is on the fridge.>"
Her father rolled his eyes. "<I know that we're out of food little one.>" He smiled and draped an arm around her. "<Aren't I supposed to be the parent here?>"
Kshiti smiled back. "<Maybe one day Papa.>" She kissed him on the cheek before she finished her food, slipped off her stool and went to go wash her dishes. "<After school I'm going to hang out with Brad, Carla and Dee. So I wont be home until six.>"
"<Going to see the new movie right?>" Papa asked.
Kshiti rolled her eyes. "<It's called Maleficent, and yes.>" She put her dishes on the drying rack. "<Want anything in particular on your sandwich?>" She walked over the the other counter ans grabbed the bread.
"<The usual's fine.>" Papa said as he too finished his meal. "<You always know what's best.>"
Kshiti rolled her eyes again. "<And that's why you can't get any dates.>" She pointed out as she started making her lunch.
"<Maybe Papa already has all the women he needs in his life.>" He tried to look offended. It was their usual banter. For the past year or so Kshiti had been trying to set her father up with dates. He needed a wife to take care of him. She wouldn't be around forever. She was already applying to colleges and had plans that moved her out of the house by the age of eighteen.
"Aish." Kshiti said. "<Then maybe you need a man.>" She smirked at her Papa as he gaped at her. "<Your lunch is in the fridge. Love you.>" She grabbed her lunch and scurried out of the kitchen before her father got over his shock. He'd find a way to get her back for that. She quickly gathered her backpack and flew out the door, her black scarf trailing behind her. The two blocks she lived from the school took her only a few minutes to walk.
Anything in "< >" is translated from Hindi.
By six she was dressed and presentable. She turned on her ipod, put in the buds and rocked out as she started gathering her stuff for school. She hummed the music under her breath as she packed her backpack. When she was finished with that she made a simple breakfast, roti, a few dips and spiced potatoes left over from last breakfast.
"<Papa!>" Kshiti shouted in Hindi. "<Breakfast!>" She scooped the last few bits of potato onto her plate and took up her usual spot at the counter.
A few minutes later her father staggered into the kitchen. His brown hair was still a bit ruffled and his pajama pants were rolled up on one side giving him a peculiar lopsided look. "<Smells wonderful>" Papa said as he took up the stool next to Kshiti.
"<I'm going off to school at seven.>" Kshiti said between bites. "<Don't forget to pick up the groceries. The list is on the fridge.>"
Her father rolled his eyes. "<I know that we're out of food little one.>" He smiled and draped an arm around her. "<Aren't I supposed to be the parent here?>"
Kshiti smiled back. "<Maybe one day Papa.>" She kissed him on the cheek before she finished her food, slipped off her stool and went to go wash her dishes. "<After school I'm going to hang out with Brad, Carla and Dee. So I wont be home until six.>"
"<Going to see the new movie right?>" Papa asked.
Kshiti rolled her eyes. "<It's called Maleficent, and yes.>" She put her dishes on the drying rack. "<Want anything in particular on your sandwich?>" She walked over the the other counter ans grabbed the bread.
"<The usual's fine.>" Papa said as he too finished his meal. "<You always know what's best.>"
Kshiti rolled her eyes again. "<And that's why you can't get any dates.>" She pointed out as she started making her lunch.
"<Maybe Papa already has all the women he needs in his life.>" He tried to look offended. It was their usual banter. For the past year or so Kshiti had been trying to set her father up with dates. He needed a wife to take care of him. She wouldn't be around forever. She was already applying to colleges and had plans that moved her out of the house by the age of eighteen.
"Aish." Kshiti said. "<Then maybe you need a man.>" She smirked at her Papa as he gaped at her. "<Your lunch is in the fridge. Love you.>" She grabbed her lunch and scurried out of the kitchen before her father got over his shock. He'd find a way to get her back for that. She quickly gathered her backpack and flew out the door, her black scarf trailing behind her. The two blocks she lived from the school took her only a few minutes to walk.
Anything in "< >" is translated from Hindi.
Name: Kshiti Brown
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Element: Earth
Bio: Kshiti was born to an American man, William, and a Indian woman, Oni. Her mother marred William while he was in India on a humanitarian venture in their village. Her parents disowned her for not marrying a Hindi man. Oni was devastated and when her child was born she asked William to take her away. He agreed and within a year she had a Visa to the US and Oni never returned though both Kshiti and her father have.
The first time Kshiti realized there was something different about her was when she was about seven. School was hard for her, not because she wasn't intelligent, but because of her skin color. The other students teased her constantly. Once day she lost her temper and one of the boys broke his ankle in a hole. With her innocent logic she realized that she had caused it to happen, even though her parents told her otherwise. After the first time she used her powers in anger, she never let it happen again. She didn't let other people get her down. Every day after that she tried to do it again and again. Then, when she was eleven she finally made the earth move of her own free will. Thrilled she continued practicing to gain greater control.
When Kshiti was ten her mother passed away. Her father had said she was sick, but Kshiti knew it was from a broken heart. When her father went back to India she went with him and went to school there until she was fourteen. When she came back to America she went back into public school and made new friends. Everyone was far more receptive of her this time around and she gathered a small group of friends. Mainly nerdy people. She likes to read comics and play video games in her spare time.
Currently she is a junior in school.
Appearance: Kshiti is five foot five. She is unlikely to grow much taller. She has her mother's appearance and not much from her father. She has no identifying marks.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Element: Earth
Bio: Kshiti was born to an American man, William, and a Indian woman, Oni. Her mother marred William while he was in India on a humanitarian venture in their village. Her parents disowned her for not marrying a Hindi man. Oni was devastated and when her child was born she asked William to take her away. He agreed and within a year she had a Visa to the US and Oni never returned though both Kshiti and her father have.
The first time Kshiti realized there was something different about her was when she was about seven. School was hard for her, not because she wasn't intelligent, but because of her skin color. The other students teased her constantly. Once day she lost her temper and one of the boys broke his ankle in a hole. With her innocent logic she realized that she had caused it to happen, even though her parents told her otherwise. After the first time she used her powers in anger, she never let it happen again. She didn't let other people get her down. Every day after that she tried to do it again and again. Then, when she was eleven she finally made the earth move of her own free will. Thrilled she continued practicing to gain greater control.
When Kshiti was ten her mother passed away. Her father had said she was sick, but Kshiti knew it was from a broken heart. When her father went back to India she went with him and went to school there until she was fourteen. When she came back to America she went back into public school and made new friends. Everyone was far more receptive of her this time around and she gathered a small group of friends. Mainly nerdy people. She likes to read comics and play video games in her spare time.
Currently she is a junior in school.
Appearance: Kshiti is five foot five. She is unlikely to grow much taller. She has her mother's appearance and not much from her father. She has no identifying marks.
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