Fallenreaper

Formaroth: Battle for the Throne

@Kho Next in the collab!

⊰Manifest Anima⊱ [Arc 2 Recruitment!]

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The Slice of Life period has kicked off, come one and come all because recruiting is still going on. Any interested party please report to the ooc and welcome to the chaos, we'll take real good care of you...hehee.

⊰Manifest Anima⊱ [Arc 2 Recruitment!]

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The Slice of Life period has kicked off, come one and come all because recruiting is still going on. Any interested party please report to the ooc and welcome to the chaos.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Location: McCarran International Airport, Las Vegas (Arrival Point) -> Homewood Suites Hilton, Las Vegas
Time: About 9 pm in the Evening

Ben's hand inserted the key card into the security slot and swiped it down. Immediately the machine beeped, acknowledging their arrival, and the door clicked open. He promptly pushed the handle down then shoved forward. The door glided open revealing the lavish interior of the Hilton suite they would be spending the week long vacation within.

He rolled his bags into the first room as he eyed the elegance of the room. A a slight checker patterned dark and light carpet spread throughout the main living area to the bedrooms, the edge stopped just short of the dark tile leading to the full kitchen. His vision brushed by the queen-sized sofa facing the entertainment stand holding the 32-inch TV, and DVD player likely connected to the hotel’s net.

His left arm held straight the door open as he turned back to Katarina, watching her follow him through.

So many confusing emotions stirred within him and surfaced almost immediately causing him to inhale to sooth his inner conflict. Ben’s right arm rolled his luggage to the wall where he left it. The desire to drive the discomfort from his mind stirred him to examine the rest of the room as he went from the main living area into the full kitchen. His feet tapped along the hard floor and studied the large refrigerator, his hand opened the metal door to reveal it to be rather empty.

“Looks like we might have to go grocery shopping before too long. Else we’re not going to have much to eat,” Benjamin stated, as he clicked it shut. Gradually he moved back into the main living room to see how Katarina was adjusting to the perks of the modern world. He already had informed the twins, White Witch, Rune and Otto he had arrived while waiting at the airport for their luggage, but still didn't know where they wanted to meet at.

⊰Manifest Anima⊱ [Arc 2 Recruitment!]

Hello! I'm interested, but also slightly overwhelmed by the scope of this rp. What do you need new prae characters for?

@Innis

Hi and we can help, trust me when I first joined I was a little intimidated by the depth of it. However the players are just as guilty for some of it as the GMS really. xD

I can answer your question: there's actually a plot coming up that centers around Prae players, which we need additional Prae in order to both explore the Prae side of things and really create conflict with their view points and what not. And while we are looking for more Prae, you are able to create a character from any race you are interested in.

Formaroth: Battle for the Throne

Yes, however the Steel Fist have had rather little to do with the story so far. [/sarcasm and lying my teeth out]

@Klomster

I want to argue but I find myself unable to. :P

Formaroth: Battle for the Throne

Been busy the last two days, really sorry T-T
Enjoying the collab so far though! Strangely exciting :)

@Kho

^-^ YAY~

Formaroth: Battle for the Throne

@Fallenreaper @Kho

Am I correct in assuming that there will be a collab where Aulus, Dyril/Kiseo and Alicja/Christain/Ramfrey will all meet each other?

@TheDuncanMorgan

Yes, waiting for Kho right now

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

✠ Emmett Matthews ✠ & ❤ Olivia Matthews ❤

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Time

Day 3~ Around 3:30 pm (end of school day)

Location

Acadia’s Secondary School, Ominar

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Emmett’s eyes idly drifted to the window. He mentally traced the grey underline of the clouds drifting lazily across the blue sky, noticing they were over ripe with rain. It seemed they were ready to burst and drench Ominar any second. That meant he would be soaked after his trip to meet dad at Olivia’s school.

“Just great,” Emmett mumbled, irritation filled his words at the weather. He regretted having left the umbrella with Olivia now.

He inhaled sharply into his nose as he leaned back into his chair back, knowing the unpleasantness he would have to endure to get his little sister. An indifferent expression was plastered on his face while he darted his attention to ticking clock. Thirty seconds to the end of the school day. It felt more like forever to the twelve year old right now. As the second hand lazily drifted from one second dash to another, more irritation rose to Emmett’s demeanor causing him to continue thrumming his pencil across the desk top impatiently.

“Emmett, could you please stop that? It is a nuisance. If you can’t be quiet, you can do sums on the board for another hour after class,” said the homeroom teacher, a plump and strict woman. Emmett pushed up into better posture as she continued to glare at him, unhappy with his slouching and lack of attention.

In her hand was a book, the material she was reading out loud to the class, held apart by a finger. A few students snickered while Emmett tried to hide his awareness and awkwardness at being caught.

“Yes, ma’am,” Emmett replied, his tone trying to be polite rather than bored.

The teacher frowned for a moment before she turned, her eyes glanced at him once more then moved back to her book. Her voice rang out over the room in a crisp tone as she pronounced each word easily. Emmett bowed his head and ran his fingers through his hair to ease his frustration. Suddenly the bell rang making him jerk in place. His head jerked up, spotting the other students beginning to file out, then began to move from his seat.

~~| Outside |~~

As predicted, rain poured down in sheets. Emmett grudgingly stood at the edge of the secondary school’s roof covering the entrance and exit. His eyes watched the heavy rain literally drown anything foolish enough to venture into it without protection. Several of his fellow classmates darted past him, their own umbrellas opened and held up to protect them. He spotted the children’s parents meet them half way as they all ushered into the waiting vehicles before they drove off.

Emmett sighed then unhooked his bag from his shoulder. He raised it over his head and firmly gripped in hands, stepped off the porch into the weather. Despite his best efforts, they were in vain. The bag failed to hold back the water back as it leaked through the thin material, soaking into his papers and books underneath. His hair plastered itself to his skull by the time the shower had ceased causing him to look like a drowned rat. Emmett grumbled his dislike under his breath, a few small curses learned from the older boys, then continued into the primary school.

Olivia was already waiting by the inside door with hands on her own bag and umbrella under her arm. She blinked and tilted her head at her brother’s image. Her eyebrow raised in question at his appearance causing Emmett to roll his eyes. His head turned to her, his hands busy shaking out his bag and clothes, while he explained.

“I walked through a brief shower before getting here. Ugh, I'm soaked.”

“Why didn’t you take the umbrella instead?”

“I didn’t think it was going to rain and I forgot, alright Olive!” Emmet’s tone snapped at his sister.

Olivia’s lips pressed into a line, both at the nickname and his aggression toward her, “Don’t you get mad at me for your stupidity.”

“Then don’t ask stupid questions, all right? Now will you give me the umbrella?”

“If you stop being a jerk, I will.”

Emmett sighed and flipped his attention to his sister, her figure stiffened into a firm stance which screamed she wasn’t going to give in easily. He huffed a little through his nostrils then inhaled to calm his temper. Yelling at her wasn’t going to get him far and he knew it, forcing himself to speak in a milder fashion.

“Can you please, pass me it?”

“Yep, here,” Olivia said as she held the folded item out for him take.

Thankfully their dad had brought a neutral color, black, which helped Emmett not feel like a sissy escorting his baby sister outside. After shaking his bag out the best he could, he reached to take the umbrella from Olivia and gestured for her to start heading out first. They stopped just within the roof’s edge when another round of rain started. It didn’t take long for a casually dressed man with long hair tied up in a loose ponytail to come strolling toward them. He was wearing a rumpled polo shirt, jeans and leather jacket over his board shoulders.

Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t hard to see this was their father Raiden.

“How was school?” He asked with a smirk, his chin filled with stubble growing into a small beard, as he approached them. His eyes narrowed on the still damp Emmett then let out a chuckle, “Got caught in the rain again, uh? Come on, the sooner you get home than sooner you can get out of those wet things and into something dry.”

“I hate the rain,” Emmett grumbled some more. Without another word, his feet instinctively pulled around to Raiden’s right side while Olivia took the left. The girl’s hand slipped into father’s hand and grip it tightly, annoying Emmett how she clinged to their dad.

After a few minutes of walking, Emmett bit his lip then broke the comfortable silence between the three.

“You have that face. Are you going out again? Hunting, I mean?”

Raiden blinked at his son. His attention drifted down and examined the boy, not sure how his son knew his intentions, before he shrugged it off. Emmett seemed able to read people with a strange gift some times causing Raiden to word his next statement carefully, “Yes. I am, but it’s nothing dangerous. Just a Banshee and I'm aiming to stop by a local shop that might have something to make it easier.”

“What’s it called?” Olivia blurted out, curious over the current topic. Her eyes darted up toward her father and seemed to expect an answer.

Raiden stroke his rough chin and debated on sharing that name, his mind ticking away. He finally gave in having no reason to actually deny the children the answer, “Victorious Secrets. Don’t-”

Emmett suddenly bursted out laughing. His arms braced against his knees as he came to a brief halt, his lungs laughing hard enough they were hurting causing Raiden to scratch the back of his head.

“Emmett, breath, you’re going to turn blue laughing that hard. Your step mom will kill me! Stop it,” Raiden asked, finding his own voice edging into amusement at his son’s inability to obey his request. After a moment or two, Emmett finally found the will to cease and resumed walking with his family.

“Does Alice know?”

“Yes, and you know the drill. You’re in charge of the house until I get back later.”

“All right. Just be careful, dad,” Emmett said as he looked at a nearby ice cream shop. The decal across the front window were cartoon stylized letters drawn to symbolize numerous cookies and ice cream favor and when read together, it spelled the name Artie’s Sweet Shoppe.

Noticing Emmett’s longing glance, Raiden sighed then stated, “You two want a treat before we head home? Just a small one because your mom will not like me spoiling your appetite.”

Next thing the man knew, his two youngsters were quickly tugging him inside before he could change his mind.

Formaroth: Battle for the Throne

@Sundered Echo Did you want to take control of House Blackwell for the Battle of Telmarion?

Edit: Also on a side note I am now available via the guilds discord. So if anyone needs to get in contact with me outside of the guild you can do so.

@TheDuncanMorgan

*Le Gasp!* I'm on discord too! XD Though peeps need your user tag which is usually your name and those numbers behind it. I tend to only add people I know and that tell me they are adding me because you never know who's on the net! :P