hagroden

Flatmates

Two friends have been living together for about 6 months, and are really getting to know each other blah blah blah

Magica and Machina

Oh... Hmmm....
I could work with a cult of Bio-Conjurers...
Give me a few to make up a character...

Magica and Machina

Lovecraft is an AMAZING author that pioneered the genre of Cosmic-Horror, and you should DEFINITELY check him out.

And I meant more of a conception or birth involving dark magic, perhaps a cultists child, but I can't really go into that If I don't know whether or not dark magic exists, and how prominent or powerful it is.

And after a second read through, I think I prefer Bio-Conjurant.

Magica and Machina

Ok, So I have a question in regards to dark magi/Mach and it's usage. I was considering a Bio-Destructive Neutral character born out of dark-arts, perhaps a possible antagonist/anti-hero character???

IDK, It'd be lovecraft inspired (I read a bit today)

Midnight Blue: A Midnighters Roleplay

I think I'm good now for a fast forward to the blue hour

Midnight Blue: A Midnighters Roleplay

Ved
He smiled at the approval, then upon hearing the question of it's name, he looked down, blushing slightly. He had named it the night he promised to make it, and had named it for the future owner. His crush wasn't exactly something that was kept under wraps, and he was sure that she had, on more than one occasion, teased him indirectly for it, but it stood nonetheless. He had been interested in her since 4th grade after all, and despite the occasional question of his sexuality due to it, he had never dated anyone before in his life, as she was the only one he was interested in and the only one he had ever been interested in. Looking up at her, he smiled softly before replying.
"Danielle, it's named Danielle."

Midnight Blue: A Midnighters Roleplay

I'm trying to give @Prints Avoid a chance to post before I do...

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Loving how religiously motivated Loraine is!!

The Demon Lord is a High Schooler?

I'm going to extend on my post, just want to get something up while I'm working on the rest.

The Demon Lord is a High Schooler?

August 19th 2015, a Wednesday, 2:13 AM
An apartment in Amber Valley's Manufacturing District

Ved

He had been sleeping rather peacefully, a deep heavy sleep that brought about a sense of happiness when awoken. Until, of course, on the one night he managed to get some sleep, he was rudely awoken by a rather boisterous fairy. Shooting up like a rocket, he had a look that could only be described as ready to fuck shit up, before it faded into a mix of exhaustion and annoyance. Listening to the fairy speak rabidly, he smiled darkly to himself, he had a feeling his Lord was on the move, but had no Idea that it would happen so soon. After the fairy finished speaking, his hand moved out at the speed of a bullet, backhanding the fairy into the wall.
"I appreciate the message, but if I'm woken again I will shoot the messenger."
He growled darkly, making a play on a rather outdated phrase. No one had guns anymore unless they were rednecks, military, or police, as a general rule. Although, he was no exception, it was likely that he was armed at all times in one form or another. As it so happened, he had a pair of finger-less SAP gloves, gloves with wrist and hand supports, as well as several ounces of steel shot in the knuckles, that he refused to take off, even in bed. Sitting, then standing up from his bed, he stretched his half naked body, before turning off his alarm and moving to his kitchen, preparing his coffee.

He had a long day ahead of him.

August 19th 2015, before 7:00 AM
Amber Valley High School

The hard part, surprisingly, wasn't actually getting enrolled in the school at 3:30 A.M, the hard part, was fucking getting from the industrial district to here. None of the cab drivers knew where it was, and he couldn't find an address to save his life, so they resorted to going to the cab company and asking around, only one person had any idea where it was, and after thirty minutes of confusion, they managed to get to the school. The driver, who may or may not have been under a certain emotional influence, was so happy they actually found the place, he didn't charge Ved a penny for the ridiculously high fare that had accumulated. Later that day, he would personally go out and purchase a nice black dirtbike for travelling around, as the school campus didn't allow motorcycles, but said nothing about dirtbikes.

Sipping on a black cup of coffee, he stepped out of his cab and grabbed his luggage from the trunk, preparing internally for his first day at a new school, then walked forward, entering the campus.