Avatar of Hero

Status

Recent Statuses

6 mos ago
Current like fantasy and sci-fi and magic? come take a look :) roleplayerguild.com/posts/5…
2 yrs ago
starting off 2022 with COVID LESSGOOOOOOOOOOOOO
8 likes
6 yrs ago
Whoever says "the customer is always right" has not worked with atual customers.
18 likes

Bio

Most Recent Posts




"A wolf doesn't lose sleep over what sheep think," Eris stated, uncrossing his arms as he gave old Benson a shrug. "Besides, me and Wells spent some quality time together during our break. You'd be surprised how relationships evolve." Hmm, that might've been too much of a stretch to be believable, but right now, all Eris wanted to do was wipe that stupid sympathetic 'are you okay' look off of the stupid little count's face.

He needed to get back on the offensive, where should he go? His lack of a solidified position? That stupid trenchcoat? That sorry excuse of a haircut? Eris looked the count up and down, realizing that this was the first time he was really looking at him. He reminded Eris a lot of Sunny before his wardrobe had been redone, very stiff. Except for that trenchcoat. Why the hell was he wearing a coat? Vampires didn't feel temperatures like mortals did. What an idiot.

"Did you take fashion advice from Thomas A. Anderson? I'm pretty sure the trenchcoat is supposed to be black..." Eris muttered, lightly plucking at the count's sleeve before looking back up at him. "Sorry, bad fashion choices completely throw off my train of thought, what were we talking about again?"


Determined to get the last word over @Bert Macklin.



Benjamin, not Benson? It was also Eris and not Eric, but it bothered him enough to feel the need to correct him now that he was on the receiving end, so Eris was going to make sure to roll with that, even if it was completely on accident. More importantly, little Eve outright admitted that he was, in fact nervous. Eris would have sympathized if he had actually liked the guy and wasn't more concerned with himself. The Eve count had a marshmallow so soft that someone could probably step on some flowers and she'd likely burst into tears. Meanwhile Eris was half convinced that Alderman was going to play "How Many Trees Can I Drive My Vampire Through?" and he was the lucky participant!

That said, he was pretty sure that second statement was aimed towards Varis, and as much as he wanted to defend him, he had to place him in the same category as the Eve (especially because everyone was acutely aware Sunny would probably rip his own arm off to protect him if to came down to it).

"Wow, no faith at all in your mage," Eris clucked his tongue as he shook his head. "Way to kick her while she's down! And to think, the little one came crying to me once she realized she had lost her friend...but I guess if she asked me, it was because she couldn't ask you, huh?" He said slowly, eyes widening as if he just had a realization. "Despite revolving door of Eve representatives, the princess has seen to it that she stays there. But I guess if I were her, I wouldn't bother getting an adequate mage, either...I've never seen a mage have more tenure than their vampire. Incredible."

He wagged a finger at Benson. "You be nice to Chรฉrie, it wouldn't do for a mage sympathizer to be mistreating their little ones," He warned him, pausing briefly. "Although most of them end up fucking so I guess if that's your style then carry on."






"Go...uh, what's our mascot?"



xxx
๐“๐“ช๐“ถ๐“ฎ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Juliette Elizabeth Montgomery

๐“๐“ฐ๐“ฎ & ๐“‘๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ญ๐“ช๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
17; June 26 2003

๐“ฉ๐“ธ๐“ญ๐“ฒ๐“ช๐“ฌ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
โ™‹๏ธŽ

๐“–๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“˜๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Female; She/Her

๐“ข๐“ฎ๐”๐“พ๐“ช๐“ต ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Still trying to figure that out

๐“ก๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“น ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“พ๐“ผ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Single!

๐“—๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐”€๐“ท
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Alpine, USA

๐“ก๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ฎ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
To be determined by overlord

๐“ฏ๐“ฌ | ๐“ฌ๐“ฌ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Katherine McNamara | FA8072
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ

๐“Ÿ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ผ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”


๐“—๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
The Montgomery Conglomerate's heir fell head over heels for the secretary in the front lobby. Nine months later, Juliette was born. One year after that, her father was tragically killed in a car accident. That was probably the point it all went downhill, but it wasn't until Juliette was around thirteen that she realized how obsessive her mother was with living out her fantasies through her daughter. Whether it was coincidence or a need to please her mother at all costs, Juliette ended up taking up a lot of her mother's hobbies and interests. Fortunately, she fell in love with cheerleading, dedicating a majority of her life to it.

Years later, her mother fell in love with some British guy, and finally, Juliette was free to live her life. Well, not exactly, because she had the rug pulled out from under her after she was told that they'd be moving to London during her senior year. No amount of begging, crying, compromise, or shouting would change her mother's mind--after all, she was a dedicated new wife!--so with much reluctance, Juliette had everything packed up and shipped off to her new home. Hopefully her new school has a squad she can join!

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
_________________________________________________________________________
@Juliette.Monty03'S POSTS
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”

@Juliette.Monty03 ANSWERED A QUESTION...
_______________________________________________
WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

Cheerleading!!! But I'm also super into watching plays (Obvious from the Shakespearean name right?), reading, shopping, self care, and baking by following instructions from the internet!


@Juliette.Monty03 ANSWERED A QUESTION...
_______________________________________________
WHAT DO YOU LIKE? WHAT DO YOU HATE?

I actually really like watching sports! Watching everyone compete their hearts out just makes me really happy. I really don't like people that get mean when it comes to other people's passions. Just let them be happy! What's wrong with that???


@Juliette.Monty03 MADE A POST...
_______________________________________________
Moving to London! Wish me luck!!!


@Juliette.Monty03 ANSWERED A QUESTION...
_______________________________________________
DO YOU HAVE ANY HABITS/QUIRKS?

My friends used to tell me that I worry too much. I feel like they're only a little right? Honestly, who doesn't worry about the future and any big changes in their life and reaching adulthood and having no sense of direction and the pressure to perform from an overbearing mom and getting into a good college? I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one :) right?

Cheerleader for Life!


@Juliette.Monty03
_______________________________________________
Lover of the Arts | Professional Worrywart | Friend to Nature
_______________________________________________



Since the moment he got up, Eris' evening was a blur. The practical wasn't exactly a surprise at this point, but the reality of it hadn't really hit him until now. From the time they had left the dorm to getting on the bus, the blond was hit with an absolutely terrible realization: he was going to have to rely on his mage for this. As in, Eris Samael, vampire actor and superior being, was going to be rendered helpless and forced to rely entirely on Maxwell Alderman, a vampire-hating mage who would probably sell him to the devil for one corn chip if the opportunity presented itself.

So needless to say, Eris was a little stressed.

He did make sure to wear the cheapest clothes he owned--to add insult to injury, they were going to be wandering through the dirty outdoors, stars knew only why--since he wasn't about to ruin a good suit. He also didn't doubt for a second that Alderman wouldn't take advantage and have him stumble and crash into every tree possible. Suddenly Ismene's insistence that they got along seemed like a warning for the future, but it was far too late to rectify that. And Eris wasn't about to do anything asinine like ask him to go easy. In fact, he barely spoke to the mage aside from a few "mhms" and grunts.

The cherry on top was not even getting the chance to whine, because for once, Eris was not the biggest drama queen on the bus; Varis was throwing a fit. Not on the bus, of course, but he had known the vampire long enough to tell his mood just by looking at him. And sure enough, once they got off and the announcements were made, he watched Varis make a beeline for the princess. Eris felt completely abandoned, but he hung his head in defeat, giving Alderman a wary glance (to which he was sure was met with glee) and dragged himself off to the princess with the other vampires.

Moping around caused him to bump into someone; he straightened up immediately. "So sorry about that--" But the apology died in his throat as he realized he had bumped into the only blond on campus that actively irritated him. "Oh, Count Benson, it's you." Whether it was being already annoyed at the practical or still being annoyed with their previous conversation, Eris hid his disdain poorly. He examined Benji's face carefully, finger tapping his chin. "You look nervous, what's wrong?" He asked, crossing his arms.


Poking @Bert Macklin and hoping @Scribe of Thoth has some mercy in his soul.


"Oh, yeah...wait, what?"


xxx
๐“๐“ช๐“ถ๐“ฎ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Elliot Johnathan Huntington III

๐“๐“ฐ๐“ฎ & ๐“‘๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ญ๐“ช๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
17; March 3rd 2003

๐“ฉ๐“ธ๐“ญ๐“ฒ๐“ช๐“ฌ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
โ™“๏ธŽ

๐“–๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“˜๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Male; He/Him

๐“ข๐“ฎ๐”๐“พ๐“ช๐“ต ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Heterosexual

๐“ก๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“น ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“พ๐“ผ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
nah

๐“—๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐”€๐“ท
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
London, England

๐“ก๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ฎ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
To be determined by overlord

๐“ฏ๐“ฌ | ๐“ฌ๐“ฌ
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
Zac Efron | 00FF7F
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ
โ–ˆ


๐“Ÿ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ผ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
"My mom used to tell me that it's a good thing I'm pretty. But she totally meant handsome. I think."

๐“—๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”
It's all hush hush that even as a minor, Elliot doesn't live with his parents, his older sister Adriana having gained legal guardianship of him when she was eighteen. Adriana herself has proved herself worthy of her parents' inheritance, having some very well placed investments of which the two have been living off of. As she has gained access to one of her trust funds, she has spun her money into more money, assuring that the siblings remain in the comfort they're used to. Of course, the mystery as to where their parents are or why they live on their own is kept under tight wraps. Adriana is constantly busy and is nearly always somewhere, coming home only to sleep before embarking to her next appointment. Elliot himself flat out refuses to talk about the topic, often ending the conversation right then and there.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
_________________________________________________________________________
@3xtheElliot'S POSTS
โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”

@3xtheElliot ANSWERED A QUESTION...
_______________________________________________
WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

Workin out ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ช
Eating ๐Ÿด๐Ÿด๐Ÿด
High fives ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™


@3ctheElliot ANSWERED A QUESTION...
_______________________________________________
WHAT DO YOU LIKE? WHAT DO YOU HATE?

Hanging out with friends! and all movies. except i dont like movies that confuse me. otherwise movies are great, wanna make one someday ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽฌ๐ŸŽž๏ธ also i dont really like jellyfish


@3xtheElliot MADE A POST...
_______________________________________________
Bro do NOT eat anymore kiwis turns out they are BIRDS someone showed me this picture and it BLEW MY MIND i ate so many birds ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ


@3xtheElliot ANSWERED A QUESTION...
_______________________________________________
DO YOU HAVE ANY HABITS/QUIRKS?

I love listening to people. its like everybodys stories are WILD and its great to see what other people do. videos and pics and putting them together for stories is a lot of fun but i got yelled at once for taking a video of a monkey stealin a girls tampons from her purse and she got embarassed cuz of that??? idk why but w/e ๐Ÿคท
bronze kid ftw


@3xtheElliot
_______________________________________________
half comedian half model half brosef
_______________________________________________




A quiet song played from Lilie's phone, a clock ticking down on the screen. The musical notes were constantly interrupted by a constant splashing accompanied by the occasional giggle. Getting used to being up all night was a work in progress again, but at the very least she always had some alone time before classes. At the moment, Lilie paid no attention to anything else, the idea of a relaxing bath long since forgotten. To be fair, it definitely started that way: she had prepared a warm bath, wound her hair into a messy bun on top of her head, added some bubbles, and put on a song that she knew would help her take it easy. The bubbles were probably where she went wrong, the urge to mess with them a little completely sidetracked her.

She couldn't really control them, but she was having the time of her life making tiny little whirlpools or taking a part of the water and trying to make shapes. She distinctly remembered seeing a bird made of water fly over her back at the first day of school, and while she knew it would be some time before she could do it, it was still fun to try. Complex shapes were a lot harder than she thought, but she could make small spheres for a brief time. What she especially liked to do was guide a small stream with one finger, watching it do her bidding with little effort. Her right finger stayed in a continuous loop, circling around her left index finger and forming a ring. When she stopped moving, it stayed for just a moment before collapsing back into the bath.

Lilie grinned, slicking her bangs away from her face, and she let out a happy sigh as she sank back into the water. It lasted all of ten seconds before her alarm went off, reminding her that it was time to get ready for the practical.


Rocking on the heels of her boots, Lilie stopped long enough to adjust her earmuffs. Her white, double-breasted pea coat was a lot warmer than she gave credit for originally so she felt alright, but she still chose to bundle up with a scarf and gloves just in case. Her thigh high boots over her thermal tights were probably a little much, but she wasn't about to go out in an ankle-length dress in the cold. Besides, no one was going to be looking at her anyway, and even if they were, she didn't care for once: today was all about magic. Arcane magic, sadly, but still magic!

It took her longer than she wanted to admit to get the spell down, but hopefully she wouldn't find herself too behind everyone else. She kept tracing the pattern on the palm of her hand to keep herself busy, exhaling slowly. She pumped herself up, though she jumped when the announcement was made. She flashed a grin at Count Ben, giving him a small wave before scampering off to the supply tables. No wonder they were allowed bags, she wouldn't want to just lug around everything. Still, how long were they expected to be out here for? The deadline was told, but were they really going to take so long?

Her anxiety crept up on her, but she shoved it away as excitement took over. Nothing to it but to do it!

© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet