@CollectorOfMyst Hey, Myst! Good to see you. The RP is in need of some new players, yep (namely, more Runic characters to replace the ones that went missing, although World Eater characters are always welcome as well), so we'd be glad to have you if you decide to join up. c:
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I'm EchoicChamber, though I mostly go by Echo.
I'm in my twenties, and returned here on a whim.
I have no idea what's happening at any given moment.
I'm in my twenties, and returned here on a whim.
I have no idea what's happening at any given moment.
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@Mae THE STARVELING CAT
THE STARVELING CAT
WARM AS A LIZARD
FRAGRANT AS A BAT
Damn, sucks that you can't join. :c Once you can join group roleplays again, you're more than welcome to join, though! The RP has been really slow at the moment, so I'm hoping to search for new cast to keep the blood flowing.
THE STARVELING CAT
WARM AS A LIZARD
FRAGRANT AS A BAT
Damn, sucks that you can't join. :c Once you can join group roleplays again, you're more than welcome to join, though! The RP has been really slow at the moment, so I'm hoping to search for new cast to keep the blood flowing.
Bumping this up, since more players are always good. c:
The rain would fall soon. The clouds were fat with the weight of it, the darkness only interrupted by the occasional flash of light from above. It was helpful. Most passerby would be hurrying inside, more concerned with staying dry than looking too closely at anyone who was lingering around the gates of forsaken property. Killing the lights of her car, Dawn took a moment to assess the mansion. It sat amongst its grounds like some shadowy behemoth, windows cracked and yawning in invitation. There was no visible light from within, but that didn’t mark the place as wholly abandoned. Anyone was capable of hiding themselves- criminals were simply better at it than most respectable folk.
Dawn’s hand slipped into her purse, brushed against the cool steel concealed within, then opened the car door. Stepping into the quiet of the evening, she quickly locked her vehicle before striding towards the gate, coat fluttering lightly behind her. A cursory inspection told her that the lock had almost been entirely sealed shut by the rust that coated it. It would be easy enough to break, most likely, but Dawn found herself turning away, instead focusing her attention on the crumbled wall merely a few feet away.
“Leave no trace”. That was the golden rule.
She hiked her skirt up- just enough to free her ankles- and clambered over the wall, landing in the overgrown garden with a soft “thud”. Nodding to herself, Dawn adjusted her hat, then paused.
Something was wrong.
The detective glanced about, wary, idly feeling for her gun before pushing onwards towards the front entrance.
The car would be fine. Nothing inside aside from a few napkins in the glovebox, anyway.
Dawn’s hand slipped into her purse, brushed against the cool steel concealed within, then opened the car door. Stepping into the quiet of the evening, she quickly locked her vehicle before striding towards the gate, coat fluttering lightly behind her. A cursory inspection told her that the lock had almost been entirely sealed shut by the rust that coated it. It would be easy enough to break, most likely, but Dawn found herself turning away, instead focusing her attention on the crumbled wall merely a few feet away.
“Leave no trace”. That was the golden rule.
She hiked her skirt up- just enough to free her ankles- and clambered over the wall, landing in the overgrown garden with a soft “thud”. Nodding to herself, Dawn adjusted her hat, then paused.
Something was wrong.
The detective glanced about, wary, idly feeling for her gun before pushing onwards towards the front entrance.
The car would be fine. Nothing inside aside from a few napkins in the glovebox, anyway.
“Death is the woman,” Esperanza said, frowning. “And everyone cannot avoid her forever, no matter what. The world will die one day, and then the...the universe. There is no escaping her.” It was a rather bleak outlook that she blurted, but the girl clearly didn’t see it as such. After all, Death was the final gateway to the afterlife, for good or bad. She held no judgement, no malice. She welcomed all with maternal warmth.
As Grace went on, drawing out file after file of student and headmaster alike, Esperanza couldn’t help but feel a bit...disappointed, really. This girl-cat-rabbit clearly thought herself above her. It was the sort of pretentiousness that her family had warned her others might hold, the easy dismissal, the slight amusement. Esperanza had been hoping for her roommate to be another, simple girl like her. One that she could talk about boys with, or binge-watch movies with, or share secrets; like in the movies that Esp had watched before her arrival. Perhaps, even, show interest in her religion.
She doubted that she would get that sort of closeness with her roommate.
Regardless, Esperanza didn’t want to upset the being she would be spending the semester with, so she nodded and gave Chu a little squeeze. “Oh, yes. That would be nice.” With that, she left the main hall, smiling a bit as Chu lapped along her chin.
@The One
Gael cocked his head to the side. “A servant, then? From what it seems, he doesn’t appear to have much in the way of independence.” Reaching into his pocket, he drew a pair of lollipops, unwrapping one and offering the other to Miarikia. “Candy?” He asked. Regardless of her answer, he proceeded to cork the opened one into his mouth, poking it about with his tongue.
“I would think that bringing up demonic possession in front of a Demon would be in rather poor taste, Miss Miarikia,” Gael said, “especially when implying that you would have no issue in binding other students that happen to be Hell-bound. Although that’s a matter of mindset, I would suppose.” Smiling, he clambered onto his bed, wrapping an arm around the stuffed bear he had laid there.
“There’s no need to demonstrate your knowledge, Miss Miarikia. I can already tell that you’re a very sharp young lady.”
@The One
As Grace went on, drawing out file after file of student and headmaster alike, Esperanza couldn’t help but feel a bit...disappointed, really. This girl-cat-rabbit clearly thought herself above her. It was the sort of pretentiousness that her family had warned her others might hold, the easy dismissal, the slight amusement. Esperanza had been hoping for her roommate to be another, simple girl like her. One that she could talk about boys with, or binge-watch movies with, or share secrets; like in the movies that Esp had watched before her arrival. Perhaps, even, show interest in her religion.
She doubted that she would get that sort of closeness with her roommate.
Regardless, Esperanza didn’t want to upset the being she would be spending the semester with, so she nodded and gave Chu a little squeeze. “Oh, yes. That would be nice.” With that, she left the main hall, smiling a bit as Chu lapped along her chin.
@The One
Gael cocked his head to the side. “A servant, then? From what it seems, he doesn’t appear to have much in the way of independence.” Reaching into his pocket, he drew a pair of lollipops, unwrapping one and offering the other to Miarikia. “Candy?” He asked. Regardless of her answer, he proceeded to cork the opened one into his mouth, poking it about with his tongue.
“I would think that bringing up demonic possession in front of a Demon would be in rather poor taste, Miss Miarikia,” Gael said, “especially when implying that you would have no issue in binding other students that happen to be Hell-bound. Although that’s a matter of mindset, I would suppose.” Smiling, he clambered onto his bed, wrapping an arm around the stuffed bear he had laid there.
“There’s no need to demonstrate your knowledge, Miss Miarikia. I can already tell that you’re a very sharp young lady.”
@The One
“I’ll take it that you’re a fan of superheroes, then, Miss Miarika?” Gael smiled, hefting his luggage upon the unoccupied of the two beds and carefully unzipping it. He didn’t hold much interest in them, himself- there were far too many that served to be little more than squeaky-clean paragons of morality- but it helped to be aware of the idols of man. Whether they took the names of “Flash” and “Raven”, or “Lysander” and “Cordelia” didn’t matter.
“And that I am, Miss Miarika. Although nobility hardly matters in a place such as this one, I’m sure. Here, you and I are equals alike.” The Demon paused, pulling out a sizable teddy bear from his suitcase and tucking it gently against the pillow. “Destruction...Kakalukia...I’ve heard a fair deal about them in passing, yes.”
Gael chose not to go into detail about what, exactly, it was that he had heard. Manners maketh man, after all.
The contents of his luggage were strangely mundane, given his nature. Several changes of clothes. Books. A sewing kit. A music box, which was placed upon the top of his dresser. The only things that likely would stand out were the knives and daggers at the very bottom, which, too, went to the dresser. Gael unpacked wordlessly, only humming to himself until he finished his work. When the last blade had been stowed away, and the hollowed-out suitcase had been pushed under the bed, Gael turned towards Miarika and beamed.
“I have to admit,” he began, “I’m rather curious. Flash- is he your pet, Miss Miarika? Do you own him?”
His expression was that of innocent curiosity, although his eyes held something more...strange. Wrong.
@The One
One moment Grace was on the ground, and then she was on Esperanza’s head, casually chatting away like nothing had happened. Esp started a bit, standing to her feet and reaching up to feel the creature on her head. Her fingers ran through Grace’s fur up until she vanished.
“So soft,” Esp murmured, awed. Then, in her normal volume, “I will not under...under...estimate you, Grace. I was just very confused about why you are the pink bunny, and not the person. I had been thinking I would be put in the room with the other girl, yes? So I was very surprised.” Esperanza’s surprise only increased as Grace pulled some sort of file from out of nowhere, and began listing very personal information about her. Her religion, her powers, her family- even her height. She frowned.
“Do not do that.” She said. “I do not know where you are getting the...knowing from, but it is very rude.” A pause. “And she is not ‘some god’, Grace. She is Death, and she accepts all people. We give her souls so we can thank her for what she does.” Despite her offense, Esperanza obliged in reading the next offered file, skimming over what information wasn’t classified.
“There is not much here.”Esp commented.
@The One
“And that I am, Miss Miarika. Although nobility hardly matters in a place such as this one, I’m sure. Here, you and I are equals alike.” The Demon paused, pulling out a sizable teddy bear from his suitcase and tucking it gently against the pillow. “Destruction...Kakalukia...I’ve heard a fair deal about them in passing, yes.”
Gael chose not to go into detail about what, exactly, it was that he had heard. Manners maketh man, after all.
The contents of his luggage were strangely mundane, given his nature. Several changes of clothes. Books. A sewing kit. A music box, which was placed upon the top of his dresser. The only things that likely would stand out were the knives and daggers at the very bottom, which, too, went to the dresser. Gael unpacked wordlessly, only humming to himself until he finished his work. When the last blade had been stowed away, and the hollowed-out suitcase had been pushed under the bed, Gael turned towards Miarika and beamed.
“I have to admit,” he began, “I’m rather curious. Flash- is he your pet, Miss Miarika? Do you own him?”
His expression was that of innocent curiosity, although his eyes held something more...strange. Wrong.
@The One
One moment Grace was on the ground, and then she was on Esperanza’s head, casually chatting away like nothing had happened. Esp started a bit, standing to her feet and reaching up to feel the creature on her head. Her fingers ran through Grace’s fur up until she vanished.
“So soft,” Esp murmured, awed. Then, in her normal volume, “I will not under...under...estimate you, Grace. I was just very confused about why you are the pink bunny, and not the person. I had been thinking I would be put in the room with the other girl, yes? So I was very surprised.” Esperanza’s surprise only increased as Grace pulled some sort of file from out of nowhere, and began listing very personal information about her. Her religion, her powers, her family- even her height. She frowned.
“Do not do that.” She said. “I do not know where you are getting the...knowing from, but it is very rude.” A pause. “And she is not ‘some god’, Grace. She is Death, and she accepts all people. We give her souls so we can thank her for what she does.” Despite her offense, Esperanza obliged in reading the next offered file, skimming over what information wasn’t classified.
“There is not much here.”Esp commented.
@The One
ANNOUNCEMENT:
Due to an extended absence on the part of their players, and a lack of response, both Silvarae and Volkir will be killed off in the battle, alongside Jeddah, whose writer asked me to do so. As a result, the roles of the runes belonging to those three will be reopened. c:
Due to an extended absence on the part of their players, and a lack of response, both Silvarae and Volkir will be killed off in the battle, alongside Jeddah, whose writer asked me to do so. As a result, the roles of the runes belonging to those three will be reopened. c:
@The One Fair warning, Gael is gonna lowkey be a little shit, haha.
It was hard to say, what, exactly, had happened. The cute, shadowy creature had abruptly turned its head to the heavens, turning the day to night. One of the other students had transformed into something distinctly inhuman. Chu, startled by the sudden change, had began to shriek, darting off into the woods, and Esperanza found herself chasing after the little monster. The clearing had been drowned in chaos, and while she had been hoping to stay- to try and help in some manner, perhaps- Chu came first. That was that.
Esperanza had navigated the forest floor with the same amount of grace one would likely expect from a gangly teenager (which is, to say, close to none), and found herself rewarded with a nice pair of scraped knees, a mess of twigs and leaves in her hair, and a slightly torn skirt for her efforts. Luckily, before the damage could get any worse, she found Chu. It was hiding beneath a hole in a tree stump, chittering and squawking, eyes rolling wildly about. Esp fell to her knees, breathing a sigh of relief.
“There you are, bebe. I was very worried.” She leaned forward, clicking her tongue and drawing him from his hiding place. “Do not do that again. Okay?” Chu, being...well, Chu, said nothing. It only dragged its uncomfortably-human tongue across Esperanza’s cheek, causing her to laugh as she stood. “You are still in trouble. No treats today.”
She blinked.
And was suddenly in the main hall of the academy.
And there was a strange man listing off rules.
Realizing that the strange man seemed to be in some place of authority, Esperanza did her best to listen attentively, eyes wide and head bobbing in assent. She was still nodding even as he began to list off the roommates, although she quickly caught herself and stopped. The rules seemed simple enough. “Don’t go to the dangerous places, don’t hurt other students”, so on and so forth. Esperanza could do that easy enough.
And then came the announcement of her roommate.
Grace.
Given the fact that Esperanza had no real idea of who this so called “Grace” was, she found herself glancing about in bewilderment. Luckily, however, it seemed that her roommate had managed to figure it out, first, as a voice called out her name from below. Cocking her head slightly, Esp looked down, only to find herself face to face with a strange...rabbit. Cat. Something. Esperanza knelt down to the thing’s level, looking very confused, and very dishevelled.
“I...you are...Grace, yes?” Esp leaned in. “But you are…the bunny? I do not understand.” She frowned, then shook her head slightly.
“And I am Esperanza, yes. And this,” she gave Chu a little bounce, “is Chupacabra.”
Chu seemed rather curious in its own right, leaning forward and drooling. Viscous grey splattered onto the tile beneath.
@The One
The battle had begun within the span of moments, and had ended in the same way. The demon had fallen, becoming a young boy- only to transform again, taking the shape of something far more noble in nature. An angel. The child was a Seraphim. Dawn had barely begun to process the realization when it deftly bound the same creature that had brought the night, pleading for the assembled to accept both it, as well as “Rika”. Then, it was gone.
And then, the headmaster finally, finally appeared. The man held a gentle sort of authority as he gave his thanks to the students, and, like the angel, instructed them all to accept both the demon-turned-boy and Shade. He had been watching. The Headmaster had purposely let them all quarrel amongst themselves for...what, exactly? A test? To see how they fared in a fight, even with several students young enough to still be attending middle school? Dawn’s lips pursed into a tight line, although she nodded in quiet acknowledgement when it came her turn to be thanked.
Within a near instant, Arken teleported all into the academy itself. Dawn blinked in surprise- it was hard to find someone capable of performing a mass teleportation on that scale- and glanced about, taking in her surroundings up until the headmaster began to speak once more. He warned them all of the forest, of the abandoned building on campus, and of vandalism. A bit of a mixed bag- especially when it came to the rule of absolute obedience- but most seemed to stay within the lines of what one might expect for a magical academy.
The building that Arken had mentioned, however. That was something that required a well and proper explanation.
Roommates were doled out after rules. While some of the names Dawn recognized through introductions, or simply through listening, others were foreign. Her roommate was one of the handful that she recollected- although realizing who, exactly, she had been paired with, came as a bit of a shock.
The surprise was only worsened as a certain dragon came lumbering over, gently introducing himself. Dawn gave the being an amiable smile, although she found herself inwardly bewildered. Given Drumdawn’s size, and Dawn’s...well, lack thereof, it seemed rather odd that they would be paired together. Especially with the fact that there was another dragon on campus.
“A pleasure to meet you, Drumdawn. I’m Dawn, although you already knew that.” She took a moment to adjust her hat, letting some of the light fall more easily across her features. “I plan on heading to the room, yes. Better to get settled early on than later, I think. You’re welcome to come along if you’d like.” With that, Dawn turned, making her way into the halls and towards one Room 219.
@DragonKingUk
Those of a particularly keen eye would have likely noticed that there were more among the students than there had been before. Some might have shrugged it off at first glance, gone about their business. Given Arken’s strength of teleportation, it would only be logical for a few stragglers to be caught up in the move. If someone took a further glance, looked over each individual, they would find a young child among the newcomers. Small, sweet-faced, seemingly the perfect picture of an obedient schoolboy.
If they watched him for long enough, they might have found him rolling his eyes.
The scent of Sin had been heavy in the air within the clearing. Thick enough to cut with a knife, really. The students of the Academy had been almost rabid, eager to tear each other’s throats out like a pack of wild dogs. The Headmaster, despite having watched the whole thing take place, allowing it to bloom to near glory, was laying down laws that made it quickly apparent that such things weren’t to be seen on the campus itself. It was...dull. It sapped away the color that Gael had been so dearly interested in, leaving it bland and tasteless. It was, however, also hard to expect, given the rather distinct personas gathered within the hall.
Rubbing his eyes, Gael grabbed the handle of his luggage and began to pull it steadily along, in no real particular rush. He had all the time in the world, and it was good to sightsee in new places. By the time the Prince would reach his room, it would have likely been near thirty minutes since Miarika arrived. Gael gave the door a little, polite rap of the knuckles upon his arrival, then pushed it open, stepping into the room with a smile.
“Hello,” he said. “You must be Ms. Miarikia.
“I’m Gael. It’s quite nice to meet you, Miss. I hope that we’ll get along well.”
His gaze fell from the witch to her familiar, then lingered.
@The One
Esperanza had navigated the forest floor with the same amount of grace one would likely expect from a gangly teenager (which is, to say, close to none), and found herself rewarded with a nice pair of scraped knees, a mess of twigs and leaves in her hair, and a slightly torn skirt for her efforts. Luckily, before the damage could get any worse, she found Chu. It was hiding beneath a hole in a tree stump, chittering and squawking, eyes rolling wildly about. Esp fell to her knees, breathing a sigh of relief.
“There you are, bebe. I was very worried.” She leaned forward, clicking her tongue and drawing him from his hiding place. “Do not do that again. Okay?” Chu, being...well, Chu, said nothing. It only dragged its uncomfortably-human tongue across Esperanza’s cheek, causing her to laugh as she stood. “You are still in trouble. No treats today.”
She blinked.
And was suddenly in the main hall of the academy.
And there was a strange man listing off rules.
Realizing that the strange man seemed to be in some place of authority, Esperanza did her best to listen attentively, eyes wide and head bobbing in assent. She was still nodding even as he began to list off the roommates, although she quickly caught herself and stopped. The rules seemed simple enough. “Don’t go to the dangerous places, don’t hurt other students”, so on and so forth. Esperanza could do that easy enough.
And then came the announcement of her roommate.
Grace.
Given the fact that Esperanza had no real idea of who this so called “Grace” was, she found herself glancing about in bewilderment. Luckily, however, it seemed that her roommate had managed to figure it out, first, as a voice called out her name from below. Cocking her head slightly, Esp looked down, only to find herself face to face with a strange...rabbit. Cat. Something. Esperanza knelt down to the thing’s level, looking very confused, and very dishevelled.
“I...you are...Grace, yes?” Esp leaned in. “But you are…the bunny? I do not understand.” She frowned, then shook her head slightly.
“And I am Esperanza, yes. And this,” she gave Chu a little bounce, “is Chupacabra.”
Chu seemed rather curious in its own right, leaning forward and drooling. Viscous grey splattered onto the tile beneath.
@The One
The battle had begun within the span of moments, and had ended in the same way. The demon had fallen, becoming a young boy- only to transform again, taking the shape of something far more noble in nature. An angel. The child was a Seraphim. Dawn had barely begun to process the realization when it deftly bound the same creature that had brought the night, pleading for the assembled to accept both it, as well as “Rika”. Then, it was gone.
And then, the headmaster finally, finally appeared. The man held a gentle sort of authority as he gave his thanks to the students, and, like the angel, instructed them all to accept both the demon-turned-boy and Shade. He had been watching. The Headmaster had purposely let them all quarrel amongst themselves for...what, exactly? A test? To see how they fared in a fight, even with several students young enough to still be attending middle school? Dawn’s lips pursed into a tight line, although she nodded in quiet acknowledgement when it came her turn to be thanked.
Within a near instant, Arken teleported all into the academy itself. Dawn blinked in surprise- it was hard to find someone capable of performing a mass teleportation on that scale- and glanced about, taking in her surroundings up until the headmaster began to speak once more. He warned them all of the forest, of the abandoned building on campus, and of vandalism. A bit of a mixed bag- especially when it came to the rule of absolute obedience- but most seemed to stay within the lines of what one might expect for a magical academy.
The building that Arken had mentioned, however. That was something that required a well and proper explanation.
Roommates were doled out after rules. While some of the names Dawn recognized through introductions, or simply through listening, others were foreign. Her roommate was one of the handful that she recollected- although realizing who, exactly, she had been paired with, came as a bit of a shock.
The surprise was only worsened as a certain dragon came lumbering over, gently introducing himself. Dawn gave the being an amiable smile, although she found herself inwardly bewildered. Given Drumdawn’s size, and Dawn’s...well, lack thereof, it seemed rather odd that they would be paired together. Especially with the fact that there was another dragon on campus.
“A pleasure to meet you, Drumdawn. I’m Dawn, although you already knew that.” She took a moment to adjust her hat, letting some of the light fall more easily across her features. “I plan on heading to the room, yes. Better to get settled early on than later, I think. You’re welcome to come along if you’d like.” With that, Dawn turned, making her way into the halls and towards one Room 219.
@DragonKingUk
Those of a particularly keen eye would have likely noticed that there were more among the students than there had been before. Some might have shrugged it off at first glance, gone about their business. Given Arken’s strength of teleportation, it would only be logical for a few stragglers to be caught up in the move. If someone took a further glance, looked over each individual, they would find a young child among the newcomers. Small, sweet-faced, seemingly the perfect picture of an obedient schoolboy.
If they watched him for long enough, they might have found him rolling his eyes.
The scent of Sin had been heavy in the air within the clearing. Thick enough to cut with a knife, really. The students of the Academy had been almost rabid, eager to tear each other’s throats out like a pack of wild dogs. The Headmaster, despite having watched the whole thing take place, allowing it to bloom to near glory, was laying down laws that made it quickly apparent that such things weren’t to be seen on the campus itself. It was...dull. It sapped away the color that Gael had been so dearly interested in, leaving it bland and tasteless. It was, however, also hard to expect, given the rather distinct personas gathered within the hall.
Rubbing his eyes, Gael grabbed the handle of his luggage and began to pull it steadily along, in no real particular rush. He had all the time in the world, and it was good to sightsee in new places. By the time the Prince would reach his room, it would have likely been near thirty minutes since Miarika arrived. Gael gave the door a little, polite rap of the knuckles upon his arrival, then pushed it open, stepping into the room with a smile.
“Hello,” he said. “You must be Ms. Miarikia.
“I’m Gael. It’s quite nice to meet you, Miss. I hope that we’ll get along well.”
His gaze fell from the witch to her familiar, then lingered.
@The One
its quiet tbh
too quiet
too quiet
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