Framing A Moose

Becoming a God

As the black-haired girl ducked behind the tree and began changing into the sundress. Melaina simply stared at the tree, seeing an only arm or a leg at the most. She repeatedly tapped her foot, sighing. Everything about her in that moment seemed like a child being told to wait a minute to open a present; impatient, but in an excited, positive way. As soon as Elysia made her back to the group, Melaina launched herself towards the back part of girl's hair. She unwrapped the ribbon from her hand and pulled most of the hair into a ponytail with her free hand. She then wrapped the ribbon around the base of her hair and tied it into a fashionable bow. She then stepped in front of her and pulled two strands of hair so they were hanging at the sides of her face, as if framing her features. She then a gave a small nod. "What do ya think, Ory?" She said, already giving the boy a pet name. "Is it good enough for now? You know, until I actually take her shopping."

@Rusalka@Zerofighter

Masks: A Superhero RPG

I don't have dice on me at the moment, so I'll post when I get home.

Becoming a God

Melaina closed the suitcase and jumped to her feet. A lot of the big words that Elysia had used in her pondering of power had thrown Melaina off a little, but she was able to grasp what she was saying. "I'll tell you exactly what kind of person is fit to be a god: people like me!" she pointed to herself, her grin getting do big that her eyes closed. "We're pretty much already angels already! Not to mention that we're not actually smart enough to get corrupted!" she said, placing her left pointer finger with a bright pink nail on her pink-haired head, some of the ribbon wrapped around it. "Also, my name's Melaina, not Bella." she had once again confused one of Elysia's Italian phrases for something else.

She then pulled the hand away from her head had held out the dress towards Elysia, pointing to a nearby tree just big enough to hide one person behind. "Okay, go change. Also, um, the bust of the dress may be a bit off, because...well...you know..." she motioned to Elysia's chest, then to her own.

@Rusalka@Zerofighter

Descendants Reform School

Because the twins were doing all the work, Lorane had nothing better to do than watch her teacher, her enemy, and her pawn continuously bicker back and forth. It was only slightly entertaining. That is, until the teacher began to speak words of a curse. This brought Lorane to the edge of her seat, her coy grin crawling back onto her face. She recognized the magic. It wasn't the black magic she'd spent her life studying, but it wasn't too far from it. When the Evelyn fell to her knees, Lorane chuckled. She then stood up. "Well done, Mr. Marlin." she said, mispronouncing his name. She then placed a hand on Evelyn's head, rubbing her hair as if to treat her like a dog. "Little Miss Scaley here had it coming." She then shoved the cursed girl's head backwards and continued forward until she was in front of the teacher. She then did a little curtsy. "I'm Lorane, by the way."

@KatherinWinter@Rusalka

Becoming a God

Melaina looked down at the girl's extended hand, and reached out as if she was going to shake it. Instead, she gave a small, weak high five, before placing the suitcase down and opening it. The inside was surprisingly neat. It seemed like there was at least week and a half worth of magnificent, different colored clothing and undergarments in the large suitcase.

"Well Elysia Buongiorno," she began, confusing the Italian phrase for a weird last name. "I think I may have something for you to change into!" and with that, she began digging through her clothing. "Purple, black, dark colors..." she muttered to herself, as if they were part of some fashion related incantation. During her search, she was interrupted by some boy. She didn't let that stop her though. She simply held up a finger and said, "Do not speak of monsters from the past, for that will not help us defeat the monster of today!" After a few more moments of searching, her arm shot up, holding a dark purple sundress. She then held up another hand which held a long piece of ribbon the same color. "How do ya like them a-" she was cut off by some sort of announcer. She looked slightly annoyed, but listened.

@Bright_Ops@Rusalka

Becoming a God

Melaina's face showed a mix between blankness and confusion as the girl spoke. Her words were poetic, far artful and magnificent for Melaina's simple mind to process. So she simply stared for a few moments before opening her mouth to speak. "Um...okay...you too, I guess?" she had no idea what else to say. Then, suddenly, she perked back up, the blank, confused look being replaced with a happy, dimwitted expression, complete with the toothy grin and wide eyes. "Anyway, I'm Melaina! I'll break it up for you! Me, as in the girl standing before you, Lain, like the ones you throw bowling balls down, and A, the first letter in the alphabet!" she said. The way she spoke was in no way artful, magnificent, or poetic, but there was a certain charming ring to her words.

@Rusalka

Becoming a God

@Framing A Moose Uh....she's not technically in the graveyard...just kind of a few feet away from it on a bus bench. ^_____^;

@Rusalka

Ooooooooooh, well then...oh well! XP

Becoming a God

It was far from the first time someone had gawked at Melaina's beauty, but she always smiled as if it were. Her feet stopped moving as she scanned the faces and bodies of her audience. First a group of young men, then a blonde girl sitting at a bench with earbuds in, next a guy next to a motorcycle, and then, finally, her eyes landed on something that made her release an audible gasp. Something that struck fear into her heart. Something that reminded her of the nightmares of childhood. Her eyes were glued on a hooded girl sitting on a bench outside of a graveyard, though it was not the girl that scared her, but the girl's assailant: a long black dress, looking as if it were from the medieval era. The outfit she wore didn't seem fit for the hot, humid weather, not to mention it was making her stick out like a sore thumb.

After a moment of shock, Melaina shook her head and put on a determined face. It was time to do her good deed of the day. She seemed to sprint as fast as she could (which wasn't very fast) in the girl's direction, the suitcase rolling along behind her. After about half a minute, Melaina arrived in front of the poor girl, out of breath. "I'm here...to save you...from that monster..." she said, gasping for air between words. Her finger pointed at the girl's dress, shaking slightly.

@Rusalka

Descendants Reform School

@KatherinWinter@Rusalka
Oh! What if Evelyn and Loraine aren't rooming together yet, and that's her punishment? Just a thought. :P

HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

Well, after talking with tiny, I guess I'm the new gm. It was tiny's decision, you can ask him about it yourself.

I still don't know what the hell I'm going to do.

@kishin asura

XD, well I'm here to help in any way I can!