Carlsberg

UNIVERSAL ™ iCheck [OC superhero Build-A-Universe]

@The Kid Lantern

Oh, nvm, somebody else seems to be doing that. I'll make a Vigilante.

Avatar: The Next² Generation

@Chickn

Can I play the Avatar?

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@The Kid Lantern

I was wondering if it was possible to create a Big Woman, who wasn't physically big, but could throw hard punches and take them as well, whilst actually being quite small.

Age of Immortals

Evelyn

Evelyn walked through the airport, dressed in a simple set of black clothing, consisting of a sleeveless top that showed off her toned stomach, and a pair of skinny jeans that hugged ger long legs and butt firmly. She walkrd with the ease of someone who knee they were hot, evidenced by the men around her whose gazed followed her for a few seconds longer than normal. She walked over to the small group that had gathered, eyeing each of them up individually, not even hiding the fact that her stare seemed to strip off their clothing, and see what lay below.
"I'm assuming you're Oskar," she asked, nodding to the tall Scandinavian, "My name is Evelyn D'Amour. I received your letter."
She smirked a little at thr mention of the Bureau. Now that was something she didn't have to worry about. The good thing about her hobby was that many found it uncomfortable to talk about openly, so there were very few rumours about her. Just another reason she enjoyed it.

Avenger's Academy; Volume 1

@MiddleEarthRoze

Thanks!

Also, completely agree with you on the starting point. I honestly thought this had died.

Avenger's Academy; Volume 1

@MiddleEarthRoze

Completely unrelated, do you have an interest check up for your xmen roleplay?

The Wards of The King - A Song of Ice And Fire Roleplay (High Casual)(Reboot)

@Musoka
Are we waiting till after the Daerys post to continue?

CLOSED.

@lovely complex
Alcohol is not the answer. Alcohol is the question, and the answer is yes.

Age of Immortals

Evelyn

Evelyn had just stepped out of a shower, deciding to let her body dry naturally as she walked around her apartment. It was plain and simple, not much decoration to it. Admittedly, there were very few nights she actually slept here, as opposed to in the bed of some stranger. She sat down in an armchair, one of the few pieces of furniture in the building. She let out a sigh, rolling her neck a little. She hadn't managed to find a companion for last night, the club she usually picked people up from being closed, and the bar being dead quiet. It left her feeling... empty. In both a literal and metaphorical sense. A psychologist could probably pick apart her habits and label her with any number of conditions. That was why she had never visited one. She was happy with her life. And she was doing good in the world, or at least from her point of view. She gave pleasure to many, and in return she got pleasure herself. There was a knock at the door, rousing Evelyn from her thoughts. She walked over and opened it up, staring at the postman with eyes that revealed nothing. He gaped a little as he saw what she was wearing, or rather, what she wasn't, as he held out the small letter. She opened it and read it quickly, paying no attention to the drooling postman.
'Oskar the Undying? What a silly name. Well, I guess I'll have to take a business trip,' She mused, before turning away and walking inside, leaving the door open.
"Aren't you coming in?" She called over her shoulder, grinning when she heard the slam of the door and the sound of clothes being removed.

CLOSED.

Jennifer Flint

Location: Mr Caldwell's apartment
Interacting with: Olive Darcy @Classpet

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"Hey!" Jen said, smiling at the person, "My name's Jennifer Flint, but you can call me Jen."
She stuck her hand out to shake, still trying to act polite despite her slightly tipsy state.
"What's your name? Are you a first year? Are you from New York? Or from somewhere else?" She asked rapidly, before taking a deep breath, blushing a little when she realised how fast she had been talking.
She coughed a little and looked away, slightly embarassed.
"Sorry, I get a little excited around new people. I'll try and tone it down a little," She said, laughing a little at her own blunder, "Still, I would like to know who you are, despite my terrible first impression."
She took a swig from the bottle in her hand, chugging back a quarter of the blue liquid. She stared at the back, staring at the numbers.
'Only 10%? At this rate, I'm going to be sober the whole night,' She thought to herself.
She would have to find some stronger stuff soon. Maybe Nicky had some vodka hidden somewhere.

Jen blinked when the girl commented on the size of the party. She looked around, getting a quick estimate of how many people were in the house.
"I mean, sort of? I'm probably not the best judge of this. It's a big party for your first one. But I've been to bigger. Definitely bigger than most of the ones I had at home. Except for the party after the school ball. That thing was huge," She said, grinning a little at the memories of that particular booze fest.
She took another drink, nearly finishing the bottle. She stared at it disappointingly, before finishing it off. She stared over at the kitchen longingly, wanting to get something else to sate her thirst. She turned back to Olive.
"Hey, ever drunk vodka?" She asked, a mischievous grin on her face, the sort of smile that promised trouble and lots of fun.
Jen mind was now set on making this first year's night the best of her life.