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I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya
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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
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I lied! I can post RIGHT NOW and BEFORE work! :D
Hibiscus listened to the pilots reply. Briefing? The necromancer shrugged. She was trying to save time, figuring that they would be able to walk-and-talk, but she supposed she could keep the story short and simple.
"Three of our members have been kidnapped during this operation. We are going to take a walk to make sure that everyone else is accounted for. It is possible that there are more missing, they used some sort of magic to keep us from noticing for awhile, but I think or awareness of the situation will counteract those kinds of spells. We are basically taking attendance." That kind of magic worked best when it had the element of surprise, a strong will and correct information were the best antidote.
Hibiscus eyed the magic handle that appeared on the machine for it's pilot to lean upon. How convenient. "I can hang on the outside of the machine. The hound will follow and scout. Leslie is going to send us a list of people, probably to your computer." Signed with a smiley face no doubt. "That's all I know, so if you have any other questions ask the Kid, or someone." Hibiscus stepped aside so that the pilot could speak with Ascot, Leslie, or Ibrahim if she wished.
The necromancer would look at the machine, it had made a ladder for the pilot, and then a handle. Did it have some sort of sentience? Or was it responding to the telepathic commands of it's pilot, Serenity?
In either case, she didn't think it wise to touch the thing without invitation. The hound, as if having the same thought, trotted away from the machine and began to walk in a large circle around them, beginning to scout already. Hibiscus wanted to get going, but she'd have to wait for Serenity.
"Three of our members have been kidnapped during this operation. We are going to take a walk to make sure that everyone else is accounted for. It is possible that there are more missing, they used some sort of magic to keep us from noticing for awhile, but I think or awareness of the situation will counteract those kinds of spells. We are basically taking attendance." That kind of magic worked best when it had the element of surprise, a strong will and correct information were the best antidote.
Hibiscus eyed the magic handle that appeared on the machine for it's pilot to lean upon. How convenient. "I can hang on the outside of the machine. The hound will follow and scout. Leslie is going to send us a list of people, probably to your computer." Signed with a smiley face no doubt. "That's all I know, so if you have any other questions ask the Kid, or someone." Hibiscus stepped aside so that the pilot could speak with Ascot, Leslie, or Ibrahim if she wished.
The necromancer would look at the machine, it had made a ladder for the pilot, and then a handle. Did it have some sort of sentience? Or was it responding to the telepathic commands of it's pilot, Serenity?
In either case, she didn't think it wise to touch the thing without invitation. The hound, as if having the same thought, trotted away from the machine and began to walk in a large circle around them, beginning to scout already. Hibiscus wanted to get going, but she'd have to wait for Serenity.
You should post a short Bio for Leslie and Ibby. I have no idea how old they are/what they look like/ :P
I'll post after work tonight ^_^
I'll post after work tonight ^_^
Oh wow. We posted around the same time!!!
Soh, don't forget to say where you are on the map everyone!
I'm going to say that Caelum has settled into the second car on the bottom!
Soh, don't forget to say where you are on the map everyone!
I'm going to say that Caelum has settled into the second car on the bottom!
How often had she been to King’s Cross before, and never known about this? At the junction of Euston Road and York Way King’s Cross was bustling with commuters, travelers, vacationers, station agents… and wizards.
Caelum scanned the familiar scene for this unfamiliar attribute, though, she didn’t see any pointed hats. As she rounded a corner she thought she might have seen a large crow, but as a cloud of people passed between them it seemed to have vanished.
She was walking behind three adults: Her father, who was scowling and glaring at her acceptance letter; then Petra and Gwen, the neighbors from downstairs. The women walked on either side of her father, but unlike him they wore happy wistful expressions. They chattered excitedly to one another as they walked saying things like ‘Do you remember--’ ‘Yes, isn’t that where Donovan--’ ‘Oh my! And look, isn’t that the old--’ they basked in nostalgia. The two neighbors claimed to be Witches, and said that they had attended Hogwarts themselves (and had not been to King’s Cross since, Wizards and Witches had other means of travel...).
Caelum walked behind them carrying two of her five bags. She had a Prada luggage set bought by mother as a congratulatory gift. The luggage was subtle white and grey paisley print with a pink trim. Her mother had an important photo shoot and could not be there to see her off at the station, the luggage was a reminder that her mother wished her well anyhow. Her father dragged along the largest case, Gwen and Phedra carried her purse and tote respectively.
Gwen and Petra had taken her shopping in Diagon Alley, relieving her busy/weirded-out father from the duty. They offered to bring her to the station, but her father insisted on bringing her himself. This would be his first step into the Wizard World, the worried witches convinced him that they should came along as well.
Finally her flustered father crumpled the letter up and threw his arms out. “Never have I ever, seen nor heard of platform nine-and-three-quart-ers!” He was a very tall and handsome man, even anger did little to mar his smooth square features.
“Yet, here we are!” Exclaimed Gwen as she waved her hand toward a brick column between platform 9 and 10. “Now Little Cae… Step right this way with your things, and head straight-for-it!”
“Madness!” Her father jumped between Caelum and the wall. “That is a solid wall, mum, she’ll dash straight up against it!” He still hadn’t quite shaken the feeling that someone was pulling his leg, and at any moment the cameras would appear and it would turn out that his ex-wife had set him up on some terrible reality show.
“Doctor Liquin,” Petra was half as tall as her father, and touched his elbow gingerly. “Look there now, no need to fret.” She pointed to a young girl with dark curls being smothered by her mother, then the girl turned toward the wall… and ran for it.
Her father startled but Gwen touched his chest to still him. He and Caelum gasped as the girl disappeared through the brickwork.
Caelum smiled. “It’s magic father, real magic. Before he could stop her Caelum strode toward the brick wall and disappeared through it.
Stepping onto platform 9 ¾ with wide eyes. She beheld what appeared to be a steam-engine train, and what she could only assume to be an endless amount of wizards, witches, and of course fellow classmates.
In a moment her father, Petra and Gwen appeared also. Her father looking a bit dazed, the women had likely pulled him through.
“This way now dear.” Petra took her hand and lead her down the platform. Caelum said nothing, her mouth shut and her eyes wide, she saw gorgeous owls, broomsticks, smiling faces everywhere, magic faces.
They took her luggage form her. “We’ll manage this, Little Cae, time for you to step on.” Gwen leaned down to hug the young girl and kiss both her cheeks, Petra did the same.
Her father stopped blinking at the strange world around him, and set his eyes upon his only daughter. “Dearest…” He enfolded her in his arms, a rare display of affection. “Good luck… do well… write often.”
Caelum nodded into his chest. Then took her purse from Gwen and stepped onto the train.
She tried to look calm and passive, like her mother did when walking the cat-walk or through a party. She was one of the first on-board, and easily found an empty compartment by the front of the train. She settled in, deciding to wait before jumping into any social interactions. She preferred to watch things first.
She reached into her bag and took out a book, full of blank pages. She liked to have a fresh sketchbook when she started new endeavors. The cover and spine were dark midnight blue. She had three pencils, one black, one grey, and one white. Then she began to sketch the train...
Caelum scanned the familiar scene for this unfamiliar attribute, though, she didn’t see any pointed hats. As she rounded a corner she thought she might have seen a large crow, but as a cloud of people passed between them it seemed to have vanished.
She was walking behind three adults: Her father, who was scowling and glaring at her acceptance letter; then Petra and Gwen, the neighbors from downstairs. The women walked on either side of her father, but unlike him they wore happy wistful expressions. They chattered excitedly to one another as they walked saying things like ‘Do you remember--’ ‘Yes, isn’t that where Donovan--’ ‘Oh my! And look, isn’t that the old--’ they basked in nostalgia. The two neighbors claimed to be Witches, and said that they had attended Hogwarts themselves (and had not been to King’s Cross since, Wizards and Witches had other means of travel...).
Caelum walked behind them carrying two of her five bags. She had a Prada luggage set bought by mother as a congratulatory gift. The luggage was subtle white and grey paisley print with a pink trim. Her mother had an important photo shoot and could not be there to see her off at the station, the luggage was a reminder that her mother wished her well anyhow. Her father dragged along the largest case, Gwen and Phedra carried her purse and tote respectively.
Gwen and Petra had taken her shopping in Diagon Alley, relieving her busy/weirded-out father from the duty. They offered to bring her to the station, but her father insisted on bringing her himself. This would be his first step into the Wizard World, the worried witches convinced him that they should came along as well.
Finally her flustered father crumpled the letter up and threw his arms out. “Never have I ever, seen nor heard of platform nine-and-three-quart-ers!” He was a very tall and handsome man, even anger did little to mar his smooth square features.
“Yet, here we are!” Exclaimed Gwen as she waved her hand toward a brick column between platform 9 and 10. “Now Little Cae… Step right this way with your things, and head straight-for-it!”
“Madness!” Her father jumped between Caelum and the wall. “That is a solid wall, mum, she’ll dash straight up against it!” He still hadn’t quite shaken the feeling that someone was pulling his leg, and at any moment the cameras would appear and it would turn out that his ex-wife had set him up on some terrible reality show.
“Doctor Liquin,” Petra was half as tall as her father, and touched his elbow gingerly. “Look there now, no need to fret.” She pointed to a young girl with dark curls being smothered by her mother, then the girl turned toward the wall… and ran for it.
Her father startled but Gwen touched his chest to still him. He and Caelum gasped as the girl disappeared through the brickwork.
Caelum smiled. “It’s magic father, real magic. Before he could stop her Caelum strode toward the brick wall and disappeared through it.
Stepping onto platform 9 ¾ with wide eyes. She beheld what appeared to be a steam-engine train, and what she could only assume to be an endless amount of wizards, witches, and of course fellow classmates.
In a moment her father, Petra and Gwen appeared also. Her father looking a bit dazed, the women had likely pulled him through.
“This way now dear.” Petra took her hand and lead her down the platform. Caelum said nothing, her mouth shut and her eyes wide, she saw gorgeous owls, broomsticks, smiling faces everywhere, magic faces.
They took her luggage form her. “We’ll manage this, Little Cae, time for you to step on.” Gwen leaned down to hug the young girl and kiss both her cheeks, Petra did the same.
Her father stopped blinking at the strange world around him, and set his eyes upon his only daughter. “Dearest…” He enfolded her in his arms, a rare display of affection. “Good luck… do well… write often.”
Caelum nodded into his chest. Then took her purse from Gwen and stepped onto the train.
She tried to look calm and passive, like her mother did when walking the cat-walk or through a party. She was one of the first on-board, and easily found an empty compartment by the front of the train. She settled in, deciding to wait before jumping into any social interactions. She preferred to watch things first.
She reached into her bag and took out a book, full of blank pages. She liked to have a fresh sketchbook when she started new endeavors. The cover and spine were dark midnight blue. She had three pencils, one black, one grey, and one white. Then she began to sketch the train...
Letter Bee said
((Nevermind, assumed Serenity was 15 or something))Also, Leslie just feels that Serenity was like a sister to her.
Yes... Like sailor Neptune and sailor Uranus? ;P
Hibiscus crossed to where the new arrival and Leslie stood... and Serenity. White hair, golden-coin eyes, spiffy red outfit, and a huge Mecha.
No wonder Leslie was so smitten. Hibiscus turned to Leslie. "Sure Les, I'll get her up-to-speed. In the meantime, send this boat a list of everyone we need to account for." Her face remained a neutral mask, her voice was low and gravely. Then she turned away from Leslie and walked toward the machine.
Hibiscus was not a fan of all this newfangled technology, however, there was no question in her mind that that thing was the fastest way to get around the forest. Hibiscus squinted and leaned forward, trying to better see the light of the shimmering crystal... or was she glaring?
"Can I call shotgun? Or am I riding up-top cowboy style?" Hibiscus turned to Serenity now. Her undead hound approached the parked machine, calmly sniffing one of it's long legs.
No wonder Leslie was so smitten. Hibiscus turned to Leslie. "Sure Les, I'll get her up-to-speed. In the meantime, send this boat a list of everyone we need to account for." Her face remained a neutral mask, her voice was low and gravely. Then she turned away from Leslie and walked toward the machine.
Hibiscus was not a fan of all this newfangled technology, however, there was no question in her mind that that thing was the fastest way to get around the forest. Hibiscus squinted and leaned forward, trying to better see the light of the shimmering crystal... or was she glaring?
"Can I call shotgun? Or am I riding up-top cowboy style?" Hibiscus turned to Serenity now. Her undead hound approached the parked machine, calmly sniffing one of it's long legs.
MuggleCon O.O
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Hibiscus crossed her arms, glowering as the kid and the teacher spoke. The decided on action and proceeded immediately. She didn't mind that her suggestion was brushed off, she could use her strength for something other than a field-trip into death, and the two were her superior officers after all, it was the way they spoke about the situation. They were eager to fight, to play with the Yakuza, before determining if the pay-off would be worth it. It could very well be a trap or an entirely pointless endeavor. An endeavor that the Samurai would apparently take on alone...
The hound sniffed and growled at his shadow as he passed, but the action went largely unnoticed.
She found herself in the company of Leslie, Ibrahim, Ascot, and still the trees. She stuffed her seeds into her pocket, still unsure of what to do with them.
She crossed to a case of saplings, young bright things, with tiny prickly pine leaves. Not sharp enough to cut, but enough to annoy and make your hands sticky with their life's sap. Hibiscus winced and ran her hands over her coat, trying to get the sap off them.
"What needs to be done to finish up here? Do you want me to look around and make sure everyone is accounted for? There might be more missing... or extra persons in our midst still."
The hound sniffed and growled at his shadow as he passed, but the action went largely unnoticed.
She found herself in the company of Leslie, Ibrahim, Ascot, and still the trees. She stuffed her seeds into her pocket, still unsure of what to do with them.
She crossed to a case of saplings, young bright things, with tiny prickly pine leaves. Not sharp enough to cut, but enough to annoy and make your hands sticky with their life's sap. Hibiscus winced and ran her hands over her coat, trying to get the sap off them.
"What needs to be done to finish up here? Do you want me to look around and make sure everyone is accounted for? There might be more missing... or extra persons in our midst still."
:O body hiding. This has potential.
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