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29 days ago
Current Not depressed, but if i just stopped existing right now...I wouldn't be mad about it.
5 mos ago
The primal urge to obsessively access your uni portal to see if your classes have been released, so you can read the syllabi thirty-seven times before class next week.
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8 mos ago
weeoo weeoo weeeeoooooooo
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8 mos ago
We're still a colony XD
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8 mos ago
Sad because it was a long weekend for the other colonies. Like Canada and Australia

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You seem to be under the impression that I made my choices because of you. No, I made them for me. I discovered my self worth again. I remembered my strength and understand now that I am worth more.














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Annika beamed from Jack's praise. It had always mattered a great deal to her that she made her father proud. ”Thank you, dad! I'm going to keep practicing.” Annika scampered from the room with her newly found shadow bow and arrow.

For the next few days, Annika remained true to her word and practiced hard. Some days were successful and some weren't, but she didn't give up. Something had unlocked within Annika when she held the bow for the first time, and she continued to chase that feeling. It led to daydreaming which led to Annika faltering in her progress which led to her embarrassment when she was caught. However, one night, the daydreaming led to nightmares.

Annika woke in a cold sweat, the remnants of a scream caught in her throat. The shadows in her room moved chaotically, looking for something to latch onto and soothe their discourse. Annika began to cry. She wrapped her arms around her legs and rocked back and forth in an effort to self soothe, but she was scared. Annika threw back the covers and stepped onto the floor. She dashed across her room, the soft floor absorbing the sound of her footfalls. The house shifted until she came across her father. Annika cried harder, and explained through the hiccuping what she had dreamed of.


It felt like a different time with strange sounds and smells. Annika walked through a dark world, but it wasn't the one she was familiar with. And yet, Annika felt a kinship to the space. Crash.

Annika turned around quickly, feeling the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. Run. The sudden need to move overtook her, but Annika hesitated. Within that second of hesitation, a woman screamed, followed by more crashing sounds and louder bangs. It was a sound Annika had never heard before. It was jarring and terrifying. Annika ran.

The building became more defined as she ran. Solid, wooden walls were formed, shattered windows appeared, and stairs erupted in front of Annika's path. She moved to race up them but stopped short when she felt a sharp wind across her face. Annika turned her head to see a sharp weapon stuck in the wall. Her eyes widened as she stared at the instrument. Then she felt a burning sensation on her cheek. Annika turned, touched her cheek, and when she pulled her hand away, it came back bloody. An impassioned cry reached her ears and she turned to see a man running at her.


”I threw up my hands to fend him off, but then I woke up,” Annika explained. She was shaking as she retold the events to Jack. ”It felt familiar but it was so strange, dad… It felt like a different Annika, not me now… Does that make any sense?”
Once Christian felt the shift of a soul leaving their human tether, he teleported to their location. Like all vampire dens, the inside stunk with blood—both fresh and old. Christian looked around the dusty basement until he found a woman slumped in a chair with vampires feeding from her. The soul had left the body even though she wasn't drained yet. Christian sighed and turned to find the spectral soul of the woman.

He smiled kindly at her, noting her bright brown eyes despite now being a ghost. ”Hello, you must be Penny. My name is Christian.” He smiled softly at the woman, his own intense brown eyes watching her closely for how she may be feeling.

Christian never knew the names of the deceased until he arrived to reap them. It was as if their consciousness was transferred to him and he knew everything he ever needed to know about them. However, Christian had seen Penny before.

Death instructed all of their workers to remain diligent. To not get attached to the living or a soul. Christian tried his best to follow all the rules, but he found humans to be entirely fascinating with how they lived, and Penny happened to be one of those humans. Christian was saddened her life had been taken from her so soon.


Avery Zain




Location: Caden&Nero’s – Chicago, IL
Skills:





Passed the f*ck out.



Caden




Location: Caden&Nero’s Home – Chicago, IL
Skills:
Fit





Caden frowned when Nero looked away, the sudden need to protect Nero coming back. Caden tugged on their joined hands while he stood, pulling Nero in closer.

The nerves Caden had been feeling about being rejected by Nero seemed to fade as his focus shifted, wanting to help.

”What else is there to study? We haven’t found anything, and after yesterday, well, I don’t know of any magics powerful enough to break a bond unless it is willingly done. Or one of the parties is killed.” Caden took a step forward, closing the distance completely, and looked down at Nero.

Nero never looked small to Caden despite the imp’s short stature. They were always so full of life that it made them seem larger. There was so much energy being contained in that little body. It almost didn’t make sense that someone so big was housed in something so small.

Caden brushed his fingers along Nero’s cheek before cupping their face. ”I know I have no right to ask this of you, but I’d rather you stay. Last night was terrible without you, and I don’t want to be alone right now.”
Some might think being a reaper would be a lonely life, but it was quite the opposite. There were hundreds of reapers all around the world working for Death. Many times, there were one or two reapers around, especially if there was a multi-causality event. But it was more than that for Christian. He loved watching people going about their lives. He would often sit in one location for hours at a time, watching people coming and going about their day. Going to work, coming home from work. He found life to be fascinating.

Christian had no memory of living. He didn’t even know how he became a reaper. It seemed like he was sleeping until Death woke him to give him his assignment. Ever since then, Christian had an appreciation for life and those who lived it before they lost it.

Currently the job had him in Oklahoma, hovering around a vampire nest. These places always had one or two deaths a day, it seemed. Christian didn’t understand why the creatures couldn’t live without killing. It seemed so strange to him. Despite his confusion, Christian stood in the bushes, hovering around the abandoned-looking building until he felt the inevitable pull in his chest that someone’s life had ended.
The shadows ebbed and flowed, waiting for Annika to take her chance. It was as if the shadows were wanting her to learn how to wield and work with them. Annika smiled to herself. She never felt alone in this place, despite her only real company being her father and the shadow cat when it decided to be social.

”Like manifesting?” From what Annika understood of manifesting was that an intention was set before working on steps towards that goal, but subconsciously. Then seemingly from nothing, the universe would deliver on what was originally manifested.

Annika watched the shadows until images started to dance within her mind's eye. The girl reached forward, her hand and half her arm disappearing into the shadows. Annika stretched her fingers out, brushing them along nothing. She found a few solid objects but nothing came to her touch immediately. Annika took a deep breath in and shut her eyes until something pushed into her hand.

She opened her eyes as she pulled out a long, slender wooden pole with a string attached to one side. The string pulled on the wooden pole to connect the ends together. Tendrils of shadows slipped over the curved object while Annika examined it.

Bow.

The word came to Annika from somewhere deep within her mind. She didn't think she had come across such an object before, but maybe she had read something long ago. However, Annika's free hand shot forward into the shadows, and produced another wooden object. It was smaller and thinner in size with shadowed feathers on the end.

As Annika examined the foreign object closer, she noticed a groove in the wood. The perfect place to hold a string. Following her intuition, Annika notched the arrow onto the bow and lifted the joined objects. She pulled the string back until her fingers brushed her cheek. The motion was new to Annika and yet it felt so completely familiar. She released the arrow and watched it soar through the house before it connected with a target that had appeared. She grinned before looking at her father for approval.
Hidden Among the Shadows






Within the world of the supernatural, Reapers are responsible for keeping balance. If the Natural Order becomes unstable, catastrophic events will happen. Wars, tsunamis, or diseases can run rampant and take out hundreds of thousands of people. So what will happen when a Reaper turns sympathetic and a Human [...]. When the two team up to hunt those less deserving of life, will it offset the balance or give rise to new life on Earth?

Based on lore from the TV show "Supernatural", join us in creating a fan-inspired role-play that pushes the boundaries of what we know about the after-life and that which remains hidden among the shadows.



Using lore from "Supernatural", we aim to create a new story about a reaper who harbours a soft spot for the humans he is meant to reap. When a human learns about the creatures that go bump in the night, she becomes set on avenging those she lost. Our reaper and human team up to stop those who wish to do harm in the world.
Annika watched the shadows enclose around her. It happened slowly and yet at one moment Annika could see and then she couldn't. She reached her hand out, expecting to grasp something solid but connected with nothing. Although Annika was comfortable in the shadows, her heart did start to pound the longer she remained blind.

Jack's hand connected with Annika's shoulder, causing her to jump until she could suddenly see; everything. She turned her head this way and that, seeing the world around her in a different light. It was then that Annika realized she didn't understand the shadows, not the way Jack did. There was an entirely different level to them that she had yet to unlock.

Annika looked at Jack while he explained. She felt suddenly small and rather inexperienced. She looked away from Jack, feeling sheepish.

”You know I lack patience,” she said, looking back at him. ”But I'll try, dad. I'll work on it,” she promised him.
Ezekiel Kel


Location: Roman Side - CHB
Skills:





...people who don’t care. Demetri’s words cut through what was left of Ezekiel’s heart. First, Nancy ripped it out, and then Demetri squished it into the ground. No matter what Ezekiel tried to do, be an asshole, be generous, or compromise his feelings, he wasn’t good enough. He couldn’t be enough.

While Zeke felt everything shattering on the inside, everything was exploding on the outside. He watched Nancy launch herself at Demetri after calling him a derogatory term, one that made Zeke feel sick to his stomach.

His entire body vibrated with a deep anger that he hadn’t felt since he was a kid when his powers had first developed. Ezekiel felt he was on the verge of losing control, but he didn’t care because everything was out of control anyway.

”EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP!” he screamed. He looked at Demetri, who had blood streaming down his face; Nancy, who had Demi’s blood on her hands; Niah, in her quiet rage; and Alexios and Hercules, who were holding people back. ”Nancy, you can’t use that word anymore. Demetri, Leandra may have been your friend, but she has a long history with New Rome. One that predates your friendship. Everyone just…back off and worry about yourselves.” Zeke had moved to stand in between both groups at this point. His back was to Nancy while he looked at Alexios helping Demetri, the final nail in the coffin.
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