KiraVanhelsing

Looking for a SPACE dude! >.>

Sorry, @AllHollowsEve. I have been talking with Dusty and I think I am going to go with his character. I just think our characters will mesh well. If I start anything else though I will let you know!

Looking for a SPACE dude! >.>

Does my character want to sleep with a bald gross space lizard...Probably not...<.< Do you have a picture?

Looking for a SPACE dude! >.>

Greetings Earthlings,

A small group of friends and myself are looking for a fourth person to join in a space epic in a time far far away. We haven't decided on too many details in regards to the plot but we were thinking of perhaps being criminals brought together to fight an even more horrible foe. Yes...that is very similar to Guardians of the Galaxy, BUT!!!!!! we can change it up and plan our own adventures, character interactions, and galaxy. As said we don't have too many details put into place, but that is because we would like our fourth to have an equal input in what they wish the RP should be.

Aside from that, we were hoping that the fourth could be a mature male(over 18) who can guarantee at LEAST one post a day and can write fairly legibly. I am not looking for a grammar expert who can shit out 12 paragraphs like no tomorrow. We are just looking for a dude who can write fairly well and provides more than a three-sentence response to a 3 paragraph post. Super not judgey. I write like a 12-year-old. ALSO be aware young Jedi that my character, in particular, will be interested in having a romantic connection with this young space stud. Sue me for liking some romantic drama...I can't help it.

Anywho if you are interested and want to talk more about it pm me, and ask me some questions.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax let a battle cry echo through the area, the blade of her scythe moving up and through a werewolf as blood spurted across the red-stained concrete. She pulled the scythe up and under her arm twisting it up and around her neck at the same time a werewolf was running at full speed towards her. She jumped up barrel rolling the scythe still moving in rotation around her neck so it would cut the beast's shoulder beneath her. She hit the ground at an angle grabbing her scythe as she prepared for the next barrage. She noted a slight resistance and turned to watch Ophelia battle the Alpha. Her eyes flared up as the imps began screeching and attacking outsiders that were preparing to interrupt her sister.

Her one eye was useless after the scratch but with the good one, she could see Ophelia was taking control of the fight. She watched as she finished off Edward and was about to shout out her excitement for her when suddenly something hit her from the side and she hit the ground hard her scythe flying to the left of her. She gasped, getting to her feet quickly as she stared down at a young wolf with bright yellow eyes. She clenched her fists, standing to her full height when the wolf ran at her. Her green eyes flared, the pentagrams on her hands glowing even brighter as three imps slammed into the wolf from the side. Jax let out a shallow breath, blood beginning to flow freely down her nose. She had to send the imps back soon or she would lose control of them and they would attack her team. She ran for her scythe, the werewolf that had just attacked her following her with increasing speed. She jumped forward over her scythe and then turned on the ground, hefting the rod end so the pointing tip would go up into the werewolf's belly. She looked up in terror as the jaws of the wolf snapped right above her before it sank down in death.

She let out a breath and kicked forward, the body of the wolf slipping off her point. She stood, looking over at Ophelia as she rubbed the blood away that was still running down her face. Their eyes connected and she gave her sister a weary nod and smile before she heard the scream of the female werewolf. She watched as Roxas' arm turned to flame, and then the female wolf herself was engorged. She could feel the resistance within the wolves grow weaker, many of them turning to run into the warehouse or change back into humans. Roxas was looking rough though. His back was torn to shreds and she could tell he was exhausted when he spoke to Ophelia. Suddenly he was on his knees and he hit the concrete harshly. Her eyes widened, and she ran over towards him, snatching up her jacket on her way. Ophelia reached him well before she did so Jax kept some distance. She walked over slowly handing her jacket to her sister so she could give it to Roxas as a pillow. She bent down to look at his back, ignoring her injuries completely, "Holy shit...his back. We have to get him to a hospital or he will bleed out."

She looked over towards Morthos, werewolves charging at him trying to break him so they could escape, "Morthos need's help with the rest, and I can't sustain the imps for much longer. We need to help him then get Roxas to the hospital."

She stood, resting her scythe on her shoulders, "Let's finish them. Kariana style?"

She looked over at her twin, her confident smile barely hindered by the heavy face wound, after Ophelia's response she ran towards the werewolves, the imps coming up behind her like a wave as she threw her scythe high up in the air. She went full speed jumping up to step on one of the imps then another as she dove forward into the air catching the scythe and falling into the werewolves head first, her body spinning as the blade came down in a flurry on them. She hit the ground hard and rolled forward the blade coming up to cut and slash at any werewolf still daring to fight. Blood was beginning to run down her ears now, but she ignored it, fighting so close to Morthos and his flame wall that the heat began to singe parts of her clothes. She hooked her scythe up and around the belly of a werewolf, her leg hooking underneath the rod as she fell forward, using her full body weight to throw the body into the flames.

She was breathing hard, preparing to stand up when she fell to her knees. She was at her limit with her magic. If she didn't put the imps back, she would lose control of them. She started the incantation, clenching her fists as she closed her eyes and leaned up onto her knees, a scream of exhaustion erupting from her lungs as she forced the swarm towards the glowing hole a few feet from her. The imps howled in pain and aggravation as they were almost yanked from their place back into the light of the pentagram. Jax lifted her arms, her glowing green eyes opened only lightly as the rest of the swarm was engulfed. Suddenly the light was gone and her arms fell forward to hit the ground, her teeth grinding together as she took a moment to feel the raw pain of her battling. The adrenaline was gone now. She was exhausted, and her body began to shake lightly as a werewolf came running at her. Her weary eye widened as she lifted up her scythe to defend herself, knowing that she wouldn't be quick enough. She prepared for impact, her body tensing as the wolf came closer.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax watched as everyone performed their roles perfectly, wolves coming in from every angle. The pentagram below her was moving at too fast a speed to actually see the lines and her jacket and hair blew lightly away from her body. She remained still, watching as Ophelia gave Morthos the go ahead. She wasn't offended or upset that her sister had taken control. She was proud, and she followed behind eagerly waiting for Morthos to complete his cage when he felt the moment was ready. She also took the moment to pray. The wolves grew uncomfortable for the minute and as soon as Ophelia and Roxas went charging for the Alpha's, they were preparing to defend their leaders. Jax smirked, her eyes turning a bright green, "My turn."

She spoke harshly in latin her voice booming when suddenly the light beneath her opened and a swarm of loud angry green imps erupted from below her, hiding her shape completely. A horde of little imps that were the same shape and size as Hargul twisted and sprang up howling and spitting at the wolves, descending on them like a horde of angry wasps. There sharp razor like teeth and claws biting and ripping at their hair. Jax ran forward after her assault, moving swiftly with the commotion of the imps. She headed towards one of the larger wolves and twisted the scythe up over her shoulders, slamming the tip into the ground so she could twist kicking the wolf to the ground. She pulled the scythe out and twisted it in a circle up and around to land blade first in the wolfs chest. When she pulled the blade out it was covered in red. She didn't wait to check if it was dead before two more wolves came her way. She pulled her scythe up and launched it towards one of the wolves like a spear, it dodged anticipating the throw lunging at Jax, it's jaws almost snapping at Jax's foot as she jumped up kicking off one of her imps, leaving the wolves to collide into each other. Jax hit the ground and used her momentum to grab at her scythe, flipping up onto her feet. She noticed three more wolves coming towards her and she grew less cocky her movements becoming more precise as she twisted the blade up and then down before rolling it over her shoulders, her body twisting to follow the creatures body language. She turned the blade vertical spinning, in a sharp mechanical motion, as the limbs of wolves fell around her. As she turned to face away from the last wolf she let go of the rod, letting it rush up her arm so she could grab it near its base, the blade moving up to rest behind the neck of a wolf. She pulled forward her opposite hand behind her back as the blade cut through the neck of the creature like butter.

She leaned down turning to see if her team was alright. They seemed fine, holding their ground so far. Jax stood up to her full height, her blade cutting through the wolves with an intense fury. Regardless of how fast they were, they couldn't get close enough to actually touch her. It wouldn't last. She was keeping up with them for now but her endurance would only match them for a while and her magic was already starting to wear on her. She could feel the beginning of a nose bleed and through her barrage of cutting and ripping she had a few close calls that she knew would become more frequent as this went on. When she did get a spare moment she noticed that one of the wolves had broken away from the imps and was running straight at a busy Morthos. She moved without thinking, running at full speed as a battle scream erupted into the air as she twisted her scythe up and over to cut through the barrage of werewolves before slamming into the creature a few feet from where Morthos was standing. She rolled with the creature, it's weight crushing her before it was gone.

She hit her head on the impact, trying to get up quickly when suddenly a weight slammed her back into the ground. She moved her scythe just in time to block the snapping jaws of the wolf. She gripped the rod tightly as the wolf tried to bite through the metal or tear it away from Jax. The metal held strong, as Jax tried to push the beast off of her. She grunted pressing forward when the wolf jumped up to put its paws on the bar. Jax grit her teeth, her elbows hitting the ground as her bones began to fight the pressure. The bar was closer to her face and one of the claws pushed forward to grate a nail over her face. This deep scratch began on her forehead and ended on her cheek. She screamed in pain, blood running down her neck as she slammed her boot into the ground and pushed to one side twisting the blade around so it was laying vertically. The blade up so that the wolf would fall on it.

The wolf did just that after Jax spun on the ground slamming her boot down so the wolf would hit directly on the blade, it's neck hair replaced with red steel. She gasped moving to her knees and covered her bleeding face with her hand. The scratch started from her forehead over her eyebrow and down onto the cheek, and it would most definitely leave a scar. She thanked the gods, that her eye socket was deep enough that the eye was intact. She stood, rage filling her features as she ripped off her jacket and headed into the battle again, the thousands of imps screeching with her as they attacked with a new found vigor. She moved, twisting the scythe back into motion, the chaos furious as she attacked any wolf who dared to come her way. Thinking of the villagers and the children that couldn't defend themselves. The broken families. The pain. Her strength was ignited and she lifted her hands the imps following up behind Roxas and Ophelia attacking any wolves that would try to aid the leader. The wolves were growing smarter and were beginning to turn towards Jax instead, preparing for a full on attack. She called out to Ophelia and Roxas,"YOU BETTER FINISH THIS SOON! I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG I CAN KEEP THIS UP."

She adjusted her footing, rubbing her face to remove the blood that was dripping down her cheek and onto her white shirt. Her breathing was harsh as the pack attacked, her scythe coming up in an arch, and then down like a pendulum as she began another barrage of attacks.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

"What's the game plan?" Roxas' voice filled the silence.

Jax could see everyone was on edge, preparing for the oncoming battle. The warehouse was only a few feet away from the treeline, and the place was quiet. Jax spoke evenly as she stood up to her full height, "We kick in the front door and make sure they remember our names! When they call for the other's Morthos cage them. I'll release the distraction, and then when you two see the alpha and the beta..." She turned to her sister feeling the bloodlust roll off her, "Send them to hell."

She walked forward pulling her scythe out of her sheath. The green in her eyes was growing bolder as she gripped the rod and twisted it around so her fingers grazed the blade, blood dripping onto the ground. The pain was minimal but the intense demonic energy she got was almost close to an orgasm. She shivered, thanking Morthos internally for the weapon. It was like another limb or another piece of her soul. No other scythe could compare. Suddenly she threw the scythe up into the air and twisted low to draw on the grass with her fingers, a howl breaking through her concentration. When she was finished she stood up and lifted her hand up, her eyes focused on the warehouse. Suddenly more howls broke through the night and she paused closing her eyes, the tension growing before the oncoming battle. Then the moment was over. The scythe landed in her hand and she opened her eyes, a full violent green filling the space, her pentagrams glowing violently as a reddish white light burst from below her feet in the shape of a pentagram. The light began to spin beneath her when suddenly the door to the warehouse opened and the werewolves ran out circling the group with anticipation. They were waiting for their elders, a few in full wolf form, other's glaring at her team in the buff. She noticed a few from the Legion. One rather tall male smiled, "So you come to challenge us head on? Interesting. Arrogant but interesting."

Jax raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Well you shit on our front yard, and the neighbors complained. If the dogs won't learn they need to be put down."

She adjusted her footing her eyes drifting over the werewolves, the sounds of oncoming beasts filling the forest. She looked at the rest of her team and encouraged them to do anything to piss off these bastards. To make them come faster, to throw them off of their game. The pentagram beneath her was glowing fiercely now, it's own wind brushing against her hair and her jacket. She needed, Morthos to contain the beasts before she would release chaos. Just a bit further and the trap would be set, then divide and conquer. She felt alive and strong, knowing that this plan would work. It had to. No doubt. No fear. Just pure will.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax shook her head at the crowd after they ran off after Roxas' show, "Bloody morons." She looked up at Roxas as he comforted her and gave him a small smile, regardless of how his face looked at the moment. She then saw Ophelia and Morthos head over to talk to the cops, and turned to Roxas, "I love how we are going to risk our lives for them and then we get slack."

She crossed her arms seeing her sister and Morthos walk up to her. Her own rage was clearly mirrored in Ophelia and she nodded in agreement when she suggested they deal with this now. Morthos offered up a plan and honestly, she couldn't argue it, "I think you may be right. We completely lost the element of surprise, but we could use their arrogance as a weakness. I say we do it, BUT, we keep our original roles. Morthos you and I deal with outsiders, you two take out the leaders. My distraction will still be useful in that setting, plus it might cause enough chaos to give us an edge. You guys have to be quick though. I'm skilled enough with my blade but werewolves are incredibly fast creatures." She paused, letting that sink in before she spoke again, "Also remember don't let them bite you. I forgot to mention this last night but if one of us get's a bite we have to get to medical fast. Ophelia's blood will fight the venom but at least for Roxas and myself, we could easily turn. Morthos you might be safe but better safe than sorry."

She blushed, "Okay enough with the warnings..Sound good?"

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax followed Ophelia over to Morthos' room, adjusting her scythe when he opened the door. Jax paused, her eyes widening slightly as she took in Morthos' form. He had that sultry morning voice going on that made her want to jump him. She looked at Ophelia and covered her mouth when giggles erupted. She then saw her sister turn and mouth 'wow' and she nodded mouthing back a "God. I know." She poked her head in the room noting that Roxas wasn't there. She perked up, "Where is Roxas?" After hearing Morthos' response she waited for Morthos to get dressed with Ophelia then she headed down with them to the buffet. She looked around noting Roxas in the room and pointed, "Oh there he is!"

She gave him a quick wave then smelled the food. She was starving and she almost ran over to grab a plate. She stacked it high then came to sit with Roxas, shoving the grub in her mouth. She munched with gusto, her expression pleased. She waited for the others to get seated before she sipped some water she had taken from a water pitcher in the center of the table, "So...Ophelia and I looked at the plans last night and came up with some entry points. I will show you them later when we are out of the public ear. The last thing we need to do is figure out the time. We have to go in when we think that they will all be located in the same place. Any suggestions."

She started eating again, filling her stomach to prepare herself for the day. She would have to stop off at the local church to pray and receive a blessing from the priest in order to be fully prepared for today and her figured Ophelia would have to go to feed at least one more time before they attacked. She looked over at Roxas then at Morthos who was looking at her. She gulped, giving him a sexy smirk, "So do you guys have anything you need to do to prepare for today? I have to take a trip to the church and..."

Suddenly a scream burst through the air. Jax looked up confused for a second. She heard a second scream and was on her feet running. She headed towards the lobby, pushing through the crowd towards the outside of the building. She stepped outside and her eyes widened. Three corpses lay strewn on the ground, twisted and ripped apart like an animal attack. Right in the center of them was a blood-soaked flag with SPA's moon symbol visible with scratches across the center. It was a message, for them. She turned to look at the rest of her team and then at the crowd. "We have to call the local police for clean-up, and get these people out of here."

She felt like she was going to be sick, all the food she had just ingested was threatening to come back up. She called out to the crowd her voice booming across the madness, "Alright everybody! We need you to go back into the hotel. We don't know what happened hear or when it happened. Get inside and stay there until we call local police."

A man called back, anger tinging his panic-stricken voice, "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? WHY SHOULD WE LISTEN TO YOU!"

Jax knew that if she told them it would be bad but she had to, "We are soldiers from the Silvermoon Pier Guild and we have been hired by the local council to deal with the werewolf problem. Now get.."

"THEN WHY ARE PEOPLE STILL DYING." , another woman screamed. Jax winced slightly and spoke up, "We understand your pain...but we need you to get inside, so..."

Suddenly someone screamed, "IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT THEIR DEAD! THAT'S YOUR SIGIL!"

Jax was trying to be patient, but her patience was running thin, "Blame us all you want but the real enemy is the beasts in the woods that hunt your children and loved ones. We are trying to do what we can but we need your cooperation. SO GET INSIDE THE HOTEL NOW!"

She looked over at her team, the sound of horses growing louder as the police arrived. Jax rubbed her fingers through her hair, "Okay. I could have handled that better." She looked at the bodies anger visible in her words, "They did this last night...right under our fucking noses."

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Yes Thanks Mae! Now he's an uber hottie! ^.^

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax slowly leaned back on her bed fading into sleep before Ophelia was even talking. She woke up next morning feeling groggy and hungry, but warm under the covers. She loved her sister. She looked over at the other bed noting that Ophelia wasn't there. She figured she was out feeding or with the boys. She looked at the clock noting it was 4 in the morning. Her usual wake up time. She got up and put on a sports bra and some leggings. She grabbed her room key, her weights, and her scythe. She headed outside, the sun just breaking over the canopy of some trees. She headed out into the back area. A large field separating the hotel from the forest. She placed the weights on the ground and began to stretch. She did a handstand, crisscrossing her legs before she dropped back to her feet. She stood up moving on one leg to kick and punch violently at the air around her, imagining a constant array of robots coming to destroy her. After some time she twisted her hips a few times then did some push-ups, crunches and some simple weight lifting. When she felt she was ready she dropped the weights and grabbed her scythe. She finally picked up her phone and shoved her headphones in her ears. She lifted the new scythe, exploring its weight and length. It was a masterpiece of death. The blade so sharp, one wrong swing could cut off her hair among other areas of her body.

Suddenly she heard a movement in the woods. She turned looking at the woods with pointed eyes. She waited, twisting the scythe onto her shoulders as she waited for an attack. Nothing happened so she decided it must have been an animal. She smirked waiting for the right song when she ran forward bringing the scythe up for a wicked uppercut the rod rolling around her fingers as she began to slice and cut invisible foes. She slammed the smaller point in the ground and twisted on the pole to kick out before she hit the ground the scythe was up rolling on her back then up under arm to swing around her neck. After a solid two hours and a very sore shoulder, she headed back to the room finding Ophelia sitting on top of her bed, "Hey! Sorry I fell asleep on you last night. Did you go feeding this morning?"

She dumped her items on the bed before, listening to Ophelia before she nodded and headed into the bathroom. She took a quick shower before changing into some fighting attire. Some black jeans, her thigh high boots, a black tank top and a brown leather jacket with fur on the hood. She finished the look off with the scythes sheath and rubbed her belly, "Big day today..." Her stomach suddenly grumbled, "Shit. I'm hungry. I think I'm gonna head over to the Hotel's buffet for some grub and to discuss the final parts of the plan with the boys."

"Should we go round them up?" She gave her sister a warm smile, her expression slightly flushed due to the workout.