Burthstone

Soul Eater Next Gen (Restart)

Hmm, Now, should I just jump in however I feel is right?

FHFIF Distopian

Not entirely sure if you mean me or Deyja (Just a little unsure about the whole thing.) But if I understand it right, Deyja's worst story was called "Goldilocks and the Three Nice Bears" Which was a modified version of Goldilocks where everyone worked out their problems and Goldilocks got to go home with porridge.

Soul Eater Next Gen (Restart)

(Hai erryone! I'm Joey's friend, FYI, He'll vouch for that, and here's my character sheet.)
First Name: Rissel
Middle Name: Iyn
Last Name: Vadures
Nickname: Myth
Age: 15
Birthday: 5/26
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Appearance

Class (EAT or NOT): NOT
Weapon Form:

Weapon Form

Special Abilities: He can Soul resonate with just about anyone, but unless he and his user from a true emotional connection, it can only be a fraction of its true potential. This stems from a somewhat flexible soul as well as wanting to please everyone to the best of his ability.

Personality: “Myth” has extreme difficulty in any real social interaction. He tends to shut himself away and say what he thinks the person wants to hear so that they never think bad of him. He can’t stand making people sad or making someone think lesser of him. He tries to avoid conflict in all forms, but he understands that sometimes it is necessary, such as with those whose souls have become Kishin Eggs. Which is why he was willing to be persuaded to join the DWMA, so that he can make it so others do not need to face such conflict.

Backstory: “Myth” was born like most children, to a loving mother and father. He had no siblings, and they lived fairly recluse from most of society. When he was around the age of six, it became evident he was a weapon after nearly killing the housecat they used to have. This perplexed both of his parents, as far as they knew, neither had that ability. Fearing their own son, they distanced themselves from him, and by the time he was eleven “Myth” basically lived by himself. Around thirteen he heard about the DWMA and its goals, so, following with his beliefs, he sought them out. He joined because one noticed him before he could duck into a back alley to hide from sight, which he had been doing since leaving home, afraid to talk to someone. Not long after that he found his partner, which he is still a little afraid of, but not too afraid.

Other: He has a necklace locket of his parents.[/hider]

Vampire Academy RP?

Color me interested as well, seems neat.

FHFIF Distopian

Heh, who knows, the next may pick dare.

FHFIF Distopian

Hmm, Deyja would pick truth.

FHFIF Distopian

Deyja cried and pulled his knees up to his chest, crying. He hated vomiting, it’s nasty and gross and smells bad. He grabs onto Will’s side tightly, hoping he, as the oldest, can fix this. “Make it stop! Make it stop! I wanna go home!” He tries to pull himself into Will’s lap, but the restraints hold him in his chair. He wipes his face and mouth on Will’s shirt instead, crying more. After a few moments he begins screaming for them to let him go home and how he’s been a good little boy and never did anything wrong.

FHFIF Distopian

Aight, I'll put more of what Deyja does.

Infestation

The Captain of the ship and Dreveden look among the group. Between the two, the Ah’Kier moves fowards. “Greetings, I am Dreveden, an Ah’Kier assassin. I will be accompanying you on your first mission, which is on Vorku, a relatively oceanic planet. We believe that the Halycon may have a base there. Right now we are in orbit around Vorku, and will be heading there in a few moments. We know nothing about this base, and everything seems fine from orbit, so we have no idea what to expect. I will be there as an emergency bailout. I’m not here to baby you through this mission. Zarnex will be the one giving orders. Marcolus, or Parasite, will be there to gather samples if possible. Now, go suit up, we leave from port D in twenty minutes.” He walks past them and heads for the armory himself. In the armory there’s plenty of types of armor for everyone to pick their preference. The choice of weapons are Psionic rifles and Psionic pistols, as well a few combat knives as backup. Dreveden watches as they suit up, then leads them to the docking bay, already suited up.

FHFIF Distopian

“Wha…?” Deyja opens his eyes and looks about, taking everything in quickly. After a few moments he’d look at Will and the two girls, confused. “Where?” He gestures to the rest of the room, completely confused. His brown eyes wide and scared. He looks at Will. "What did you s-say?" He was obviously off somewhere in his mind, and Will's voice had brought him out. He glances about the metal box, and swallows, afraid again, he can’t help the tears that begin to well up at the corners of his eyes just before he starts to cry again. He grabs Will and tries to pull him close, starting sobbing again. After a few moments of sobbing, he starts coughing, and then vomits into the floor of the metal box, the motion of the vehicle and the emotions of being abducted getting to him.