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7 yrs ago
Current Yes, I'm an oversize child. Deal with it. :P
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8 yrs ago
That moment you've got too many rp ideas floating in your head, but you don't want to overwhelm yourself? Yeah... I'm right there, suffering in silence.
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8 yrs ago
RP hunting is like finding the rare toy in the cereal box. Doable, but the time and effort is nearly more than I can bare!
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9 yrs ago
That amazing high when you realized how far you've come in improving your writing. It's impossible to describe, but drowns you in a positive glow.
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9 yrs ago
I love being a terrible person by making my PCs' lives miserable, it's art form that never gets old or boring.
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Username.....Fallenreaper
Nicknames....Fallen (preferred), Reaper, Devour of lost souls, etc.
Gender..........Female
Sign...............Libra (true to sign surprisingly)
Occupation....Wandering and exploring the caves of my insane mind
Location.........USA (Lost in the Cornfields!)

Status............Stable.



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Advance RP

Create-A-Hero
Accepting: GM/Co-GM Nitemare Shape, Hound55, & Dedonus


Formaroth Part 2: Throne of Lies
Still Accepting: GM TheDuncanMorgan


Casual RP

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising
Accepting: GM Almalthia, Co GM Pilatus


Legacy of Heroes: The New Age
Accepting: GM Jessie Targaryen, Co GMs Alfhedil and Apollosarcher


Nation RP

None

Arena RP

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Jayda

~| Nyiss' Complex: Heading from Prisoner Cells, 13th hour |~




Jayda’s pace increased as she walked quickly down the corridor. Her boots echoed off the walls and reverberated back into her sensitive ears, the insides throbbed ever slightly. A black cloak chased behind her while she desired to be far away from the prisons. To forget the Jedi locked there to suffer and rot. It wasn’t her concern. An argument she made to her meek conscience that woke and nudged her, refusing to fall back into slumber.

Rage still licked her usual calm from the stinging blows Sish inflicted upon her pride, but she refused to allow it to gain control. Casually her figure shifted around the moving troops either patrolling the walkway or carrying out their daily duties under Darth’s services.

Upon waiting for a turbolift to take her into the main complex, Jayda’s eyes drifted upward. She paused long enough to examine the skies. They held a primal appeal to them, the scenery reminded her of the view from Kashyyyk’s canopy. Despite the horrible experiences there, she admired its savage beauty in her own way.

Even more, since she survived them.

The turbo’s tumbling caught her attention and shifted her eyes to it. Calmly she stepped into its confining space before clicking a button to bring her down. It rattled then lowered, the doors sealed the outside air out. Jayda was about to step off when something caught her attention causing her to pause with respect.
♪♫ Lily Quarin ♫♪


Time
Arc 2, Day 1-Night
Location
One Night in Hell (Nightclub section), Entertainment District in Ominar




He caught sight of one of the waitresses as he was going towards the back and gestured her over to him. “Hey, Rebeca,” he called to the ginger girl.

She turned from her trip back to the bar, smiling sweetly at him. “Marcus,” she said, though it was more a question of what he wanted just then.

He merely smirked and nodded his head back towards Lily and Corianna behind him. She looked past him and nodded, changing her direction and headed over that way.

“Lily,” she said with a friendly smile once she was close. “And Lily’s friend,” she went on looking at Corianna with a smile that was not just a fake customer service smile, but something rather genuine.

Upon entering the club, Lily was bombarded by the scene inside.

Electric lights of greens, blues, and pinks carved through the nightclub. They strobed from one side to the other, dispersed by the hazy smoke, skimming across the masses below. All gathered for a sinfully good time. Sweaty bodies of various patrons heightened the club’s temper as they bounced to the music. It vibrated throughout the walls, drowning everyone in the beat until it took control.

Lily Quarin thrived in this type of atmosphere. If it wasn’t for the fact she had been in it already and gotten her fix, she wouldn’t have been able to contain her excitement. God, how much she missed it. A mixture of her vanity and fear had long ago ruined the experience for her until now. A giddiness spread through her veins, igniting her nerves into life. It spread like a building need, waiting for her to release it.

Motivated by her own enthusiasm, the energy erupted from her movements. Her legs carried her toward the stage as one of the band members held out his hand. Upon helping her onto the stage, he passed her the microphone.

“Nice to have you back, the crowd’s getting restless.”

Lily chuckled, then answered.

“I can tell, so let’s relieve them of that. Shall we?”

The man nodded his head. He stepped back as his hand jerked at the DJ, cueing at the man to turn things up. Lone Digger by Caravan Palace began to play through the speakers. Excitement built into her core before it spread to her throat. Soon, everyone was lost in the words she sang. Subtly, her right foot tapped alongside the rhythm to nudge her into motions unused in years.

While she continued to sing, her eyes caught someone small and lithe, a girl, darted through the crowds below. Unable to cease her performance, Lily hoped another staff member might have noticed it.

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I'll try?
I have now posted... *collapses into a sick heap and curls into ball*
Noah Griffin






For several moments, Noah’s discomfort stirred in his core. The way she stared drew his awareness to the surface until it was almost suffocating. His head leaned back instinctively before Vae’s arms whipped out then shoved him backward. The action caught him off guard as he took a step back, his arms raised were she could see them.

“Whoa, whoa, what’s the big idea shoving me?!?” His words demanded.

His eyes tightened in suspicion while Noah’s feet tried to find purchase upon the slick, wet surface. However, the stone refused to grip his soles. He just kept slipping farther back. His weight tossed forward to catch his balance, his aim was to prevent himself from falling on his ass. Or worse, into the nearby bath. Unfortunately, he didn’t count on his shirt back being grabbed.

The tug was enough to tip the only balance he had gained.

Noah’s weight shifted backward, his knee twisted underneath him and crumbled promptly. The bath rose into his peripheral vision as he began to fall to it. The edge clipped his leg side when he went down. His hands reached out but fell short of taking Vae with him. Breath was knocked out of his chest upon impact, water filled the void left behind. A small yell drowned under the shallow edge’s surface.

A loud crack was heard when Noah’s temple hit the stone edge. Panic filled his mind as he rose to the surface, coughing the water from his lungs.Water cascaded around his figure while he attempted to regain his calm. His back was facing Yin, unaware or caring of the kitsune’s presence. Noah’s eyes scrunched up into pain, trying to focus past it. A warm, thick sensation trailed down his temple. Droplets scattered the water’s surface before the sting nailed into his skull, flaring in pain. Instinctively, Noah lifted his fingers to his temple.

They came away red. Sore and dizzy, he carefully tried to pull himself back upright. Vertigo hit him like a train dead on, Noah’s sense of balance became lopsided bring him down. His arm snapped out to brace using the bath’s edge.

“Shit…” Noah cursed under his breath.
Happy birthday to me...


and Many


to you!


Getting verbally and physically assaulted on Christmas = great holiday season

Can I go back to being a little kid, where my biggest worry was if Mom was going to buy chocolate milk at the store or if I would get the toy I wanted in my Happy Meal?


*hugs*
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays


To all my players.






Location: Smithy's drug and grocery store, Las Vegas

Time: Evening




The werewolf was completely caught off guard by the creature’s strength. The wind forcing her body forward, as if to trap the young woman inside its many threads, only to make the teasing power disappear almost instantly. A frequent torment during this whole interaction made her already short fuse nearly nonexistent. To make matters worse the damn clay monster had thrown her into the fray. The animal felt herself smacking into the ground. She felt the bullets pass her pure black fur. What the girl didn’t feel right away was a bullet hit her shoulder.

The pain fell victim to the numbing sensation. At first. Perhaps it was due to the adrenaline or the high which happened during the throw. Granted this only lasted until the woman’s form moved causing a sharp pain that moved up and down the struck area. Still Yeong continued to move as her instincts took over completely.

Smelling the slight scent of iron in the air, Ji turned quickly to where her sister was and gasped.

“Yeong!” She shouted.

The younger twin rushed over, ignoring the bullets that were going towards them. Grabbing her sister, she pulled her sister down gently. She examined the wound and winced.

”Yeong! Speak to me”

’Goddamn son of a bitch! Why in the hell do they never tell you that after getting hit, the place goes numb? After going numbed, if you move then it will fucking hurt like a bitch!’ The young woman cursed as her lips curled upwards and an inhuman growl worked from her chest.

’I’m perfectly fine sis. My shoulder was hit. Thankfully it’s nothing more than a regular bullet.’

The black wolf glanced around her area, as if searching for something, only to grumble.

’Hunting mode will work best in this scenario. Will you be an awesome sister and help direct us to safety? I’ll help Benjamin herd the humans. I’m going full wolf on these assholes.’

As if summoned on command, a dark massive shape crawled from the surrounding haze. Surprisingly quiet, Benjamin seemed less affected by the chaos erupting all around them. His golden irises focused upon the twins attentively for several seconds. A sense of need for assistance and desire to protect Marie flooded into both wolves, his human packmate unable to read him like the twins could.

‘Help…protect Marie.’ Benjamin pleaded.

After a few moments, his head turned to the nearest sound of gunfire. The men's weapon broke the smoke with a burst of light through smoke clouds as blood-curdling screams followed. Customers, drenched in blood, immediately scattered. Minds were driven by a primal desire to live. Benjamin's fur bristled, his black lips curled into a snarl. A low rumbled vibrated through his throat as his nose located the four scents drawing nearer. Unsure if Yoeng or Ji would help him, Benjamin’s figure once more padded into the smoke where he vanished.

Yeong’s smaller figure slowly walked towards where Benjamin's figure disappeared at. Her snout flicker from side to side as a subtle wind shifted through the darkness? The wolf’s normally pure brown eyes would now have a dim glow of midnight blue, as her fingers flew gracefully towards one of the flanks. The woman's body slowly running around the room as she watched the humans react.

’ Benjamin listen to me, please. We need to work together in order to save the pact. First, you need to work with the wolf. Accept it as yourself but learn not to lose yourself completely to it. You're both the wolf and human. Now please keep this in mind while I explain how this mode works. We need to separate them from each other. When this is done we can attack the straggler. Ji will tell us directions on where they are going. Wait for the straggler. ‘

Benjamin snorted. His head turned back over his shoulder to Yeong, the sharp eyes radiated boredom at her lengthy, one-sided conversation. She used too many words to describe what he already knew. However, his wolf was in complete control. Nothing, lessons or otherwise, would prolong this hunt any longer. Toes gently kneaded the ground where they found purchase, ready to move at a moment’s notice. Anxious spread through his very muscles, causing them to switch in excitement and desire.

‘Too much. Hunt, now.’

Those were the only words that Yeong received before his figure took the right. His figure sank lower to the ground, carefully avoided the shoppers darting away.

Ji bit her lip in worry. What the hell was she going to do with bullets flying at them? One grazed her cheek and she growled, anger and frustration boiling into one emotion.

”You assholes! Don't you know it's rude to shot a lady?!” She said swinging her arm outward.

A wall of hardened dirt burst from the ground knocking the enemy downwards, either by their shock or actually hitting them. At this point, she didn't care.

Well, at least Marie might be safe this way. The enemy would need time to collect their heads after hitting the ground. Using this, she looked around and saw a route leading outside into an alleyway.

”Herd the humans that way Ben, Yeong! I got Marie! “ Ji said.

The men’s feet slipped and slid across the uneven upheaval, their balance lost. Upon falling, they curled to protect themselves. When the last of the tremor ceased, they began to rise back to their feet. Both knew staying down would spell death for them.

Yeong’s paws scraped against the floor as her thoughts fluttered between them all. Honestly, she wasn't used to having puppies around and it had been ages since they had a pack with more than two. So the communication would be a bit tricky. Not adding that this boy seemed separated from the wolf. Something which would cause trouble later on. Her focus was key right now and her worry would have to wait.

The wolf growled as one of the men raised his gun only to harm a bystander. Giving the female a perfect chance to attack as the wind separated the bystander from the scene. The girl’s canines exposed giving the man chills just before chopping into the light fabric of the person’s shirt, claws digging into his chest as the other hand went to shoot, just before getting knock into another enemy. Knocking two towards the back area of the store.

Meanwhile, his recovering partner had just gotten to his feet. He jerked his head to the side when the smaller, black werewolf attacked. In a well-trained movement, his arms snapped up to protect his fellow hound. His eyes took aim before his trigger finger tightened. The gun’s muzzle exploded into a blaze of light. It dimly illuminated the haze, briefly revealing his location. Yeong's fur shifted on the bullet’s impact as a splatter of blood was sent across the floor.

He never got another shot off when a blond blur erupted from the corner of his eyes. White teeth flashed then sank deeply into the forearm, buried into muscle underneath.

Balance lopsided when a larger werewolf jerked him down, he whipped out a blade and slashed at the new threat. It lacerated once, twice and a third time. Blood droplets sprayed from the force stabbed into the wolf’s head. In moments the human's front was stained with red. Suddenly, the werewolf's muzzle released as the creature, miraculously still alive, retreated. More movement caught his vision causing him to turn to face it. Too late.

Benjamin darted back just when Ji smacked her prey and thrown it hard into his. Again they were down. In a panic, the men began to scramble to their feet. Momentarily dazed, their eyes searched for their weapons. Without a second thought, one of Benjamin’s paws rested on the nearest gun. His furred head darted from the heated device to the fallen men as he registered something slowly. Then with a sharp snap, he tossed it at the farthest wall.

Out of reach of their prey.

His figure shot back into the smoke, using it for cover. Frightened beyond words, the men’s fear permeated through the smoke’s thickness. It enhanced Benjamin’s adrenaline coursing through his veins. This experience was something attracting and alien to him as he circled his prey, chasing them to the direction indicated by Ji. His eyes darted to Yeong, indicating they needed to run them out of ammo before the finale.

He let his shape show in the dark store occasionally causing one to pull a secondary pistol and fire. The bullets whizzed by the younger wolf then buried into various things. Bags popped from the impact force, spilling their contents all over the floor.

Around and around the wolves circled the men, their shapes revealed then vanished when shots were fired. Like wraiths, they seemed to surround their prey. Every movement silenced and appeared practiced as they never crossed each other’s path. A sixth sense located the other, mysteriously coordinating them. Dwindling their prey’s ammo reserves until the last click came up empty.

At this signal, Benjamin burst from his cover. Startled, the Hounds bolted away for the nearest exit. One was too slow. He found Benjamin’s teeth latched onto his heel. Benjamin's teeth sank deep, intended to break the tendon and cripple it. The man screamed as the werewolf tore his leg.

In the back of his head, he could hear the memory of his alpha urging him on. The offering of human meat vivid in his head as it subconsciously mixed with the desire to protect Marie. Distracted by this conflict within himself, Benjamin ignored everything aside from killing this human.

Yeong thumped him hard on the side, her throat let out a warning growl. Distracted by her actions, the human slipped out of his grip and hobbled away. Upon reaching his partner, a wind shifted causing a large display case abruptly to crash down on them.

Satisfied they wouldn’t come after Marie, Benjamin followed Yeong back into what little smoke remained.
Xid

~| Nyiss' Complex: Prisoner Cells, 13th hour |~





Xid just laid there. He barely registered the Zabrak’s touch or caught her steps walking away, the elevator shortly closed afterward. Blue eyes, worn from the experience, cast guilt in her direction as she departed the scene. It was an unnecessary but it came naturally. His own weight pinned him in place with his muscles too weak to move an inch. For the moment, Xid was thankful for it. The floor’s ice cold sensation filled him and gradually numbed the burning in his flesh.

Casually his attention drifted down to his exposed arm. His robe’s sleeve was cut away to reveal layers of dead flesh peeling away, holes showing the under layers in a web-like pattern. It just freshened his nerves to the pain. His stomach churned at smelling his still cooked flesh wafting into his attention.

A voice distracted him causing Xid’s face to turn to her. A small, vulpine like creature seemed to casually approach his still body. It seemed to have a small displeased expression upon her muzzle.

As she leaned down, she whispered something into his ear.

”They messed you up fairly well huh? Let’s get some of these wounds bandaged up.”

“Strip off my robe… Use it for bandages. There are showers…somewhere.” Xid forced himself to speak through gritted teeth, the pain bearing down upon him like a hammer.

By this time, Nazca had arrived. Her hand reached out then turned him over. Xid nearly screamed at the touch as he was flipped over onto his back. The heavy thump he made reminded him of another wound he hasn’t gotten attended to: the blaster hit.

“Careful…aaah, blaster wound. Shoulder…shit.”

Eli

~|Day 2 ATC, 13th hour, Strike Team Base of Operations|~


Eli took quick aim then blasted at the closest cheeky creature, the one bolting for his leg. The blue light hissed forward. The creature zipped to the left on a dime causing the blast to leave a charred spot behind. Unfazed by the attack, it sped up to launch at Eli’s face. The veteran’s arms came up instinctively to shield it. Claws sliced at the uniform and past the cloth, catching flesh underneath. A few blood droplets scattered upon the ground.

This seemed to attract more attention as about three more sets of eyes darted into his direction. Cursing under his breath, Eli twisted on his right heel then tossed his attacker away. The creature flew a fair distance. Unable to admire his handy work, he ducked when two more leaped at his face. His hand came up then fired at the third one. It nicked the shoulder causing the beastie to stall in its attack. Perfectly lined up, Eli took another fast aim and fired.

Its dying screech told him he hit his mark.

He caught sight of Fa’s arriving at an impressive speed, slightly relieved assistance came at least. Sadly, the experienced trooper didn’t feel in the mood to be nice right now. When he fired another shot, clipping another creature, he shouted at her.

“About damn time! What are we going to do with these pests? There feels like there’s a million of them!”

As Fa’s shoto reached its mark, the creature’s head rose up just in time to see its life extinguished. About six more creatures seemed to notice this and looked at each other. A glint of intelligence passed through them before they divided into groups. Two took off to flank Fa’s right while another two aimed for her left. The last two vanished from sight, most likely to attack when the master was most distracted.
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