Kitty

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

Team BAJE made their way out into the town, the teammates looking for a good place to eat at and get to know each other. After asking a few of the townspeople and finally finding one willing to answer them without fear of the gang giving them problems, the team headed to the suggested small town restaurant. Upon walking in they would find it was a mix of a bar and restaurant, the group met with a few glares, even fewer looks of hope, and mainly just people giving them a glance then ignoring them.

When the group sat down, in a corner away from everyone else, the owner approached them and told them he was giving them free meals and free drinks as a thank you for what they were doing for the town. Shortly after he informed Team BAJE of this the meals were brought to the four along with glasses of a non-alcoholic version of a drink the restaurant is known for.

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Thank the man who brought out the food as he quickly walked away Jasper looked down at the food than to her teammates. "Well I don't know about you all but I'm starving and all of this looks delicious. The girl grinned at her teammates before digging into her food, making sure to still try and use proper table manners while eating at the speed she was eating. Jasper did pretty well keeping up her table manners but only to the point that someone shoveling food into the mouth really could.

After finishing over half her meal within a couple minutes she realized she needed to probably slow down, plus the team was supposed to be bonding so she needed to focus more on her teammates now. The pinkette placed her utensils down and took a sip of the drink before putting her hands in her lap looking at her three teammates. She knew a decent amount about the three but still, she knew all of them, including herself, still held back important parts of themselves. Things that could help deepen their bonds and help them grow their friendships along with their teams ability to work in sync with each other. "So.... How was everyone's break?" Jasper drew out the so, not helping with how the question sounded a bit awkward coming out of her mouth as she didn't know what else to ask all of them.

Beverly Hills High │ High School Never Ends

Excited for this to start, I looked at the face claims list and my face claim I'm planning on using is open so I don't know if there is a way to reserve it just in case.... So I'm planning on using Leigh-Anne Pinnock, so yeah

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

Will be making a post in this tomorrow(later today) with a bit of a time skip, hope you guys don't mind. Just hoping to keep this alive despite it being my fault for it dying if it does end up dead. The holidays were... exciting to say the least, which also meant I was really busy. Sorry for the wait everyone!

Beverly Hills High │ High School Never Ends

count me intrigued!

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

Blood. A constant thought that ran through her mind. What else accompanied that thought though... that was always a mystery to most. Well, they decided to keep it a mystery after a fellow inmate asked her the simple question of 'What's up?' Wanting to initiate a possible romantic bond with the psychotic woman. Unfortunately for him, he had not been warned of Pandora well when moved to the cell block the day prior. If he had been, he would have known that such a simple question would result in his mind being scarred for life. That's what happens when you put simple war criminals on a ship with someone like Pandora. Even the guards know to keep away from her.

Her history and psychotic tendencies even with the anti-aggression field were made quite clear to the prisoners of the cell block she was in from day one. Pandora never hurt another person, not physically at least... she only enjoyed playing with her own blood. Causing herself pain then watching herself bleed before healing the wound and starting all over again. The red-head also enjoyed telling people all about her babies, or as other people knew them as... her victims. She used to have pictures of her babies but those were confiscated when she happily hit a guard in the face with them to get his attention back on her little ones.

Due to everything known about her and about how dangerous she was, especially with how psychotic she was seen to be with the anti-aggression field on, it was no surprise that as soon as the field was switched off that she was targeted by a good portion of the people within her cell block. There were quite a few exceptions who went into their personal cells and prepared for the inevitable crash. Little did the people know they made a horrid mistake targeting Pandora as soon as the anti-aggression field went down.

For Pandora, it was like a switch flipped in her mind. At first, she was looking at imposing dangerous people approaching her whom she had no desire to attack. All she wanted to do was see her own blood. But within milliseconds the people became toys, toys that if she cut them just right would spill her favorite thing in the world, warm crimson blood. She wanted to hear screams of pain, see blood splattered everywhere and feel the sensation of ripping flesh open with her hands.

A laugh began to escape her lips, starting softly as she looked down at the ground before raising her hands to be in her line of view. The laughing grew louder and wilder causing the people moving towards her to stop, watching on in horror as the girl ripped chunks of flesh from the backs of both her hands. Her blood began to move as if it were about to drip off her hand but before it could the blood hardened on the back of both her hands into curved blades. Pandora lifted her head up and looked at the others in her cell block, a sadistic smile etched on her face with blood dripping from her mouth. A giggle escaped her lips as she looked at all of them, "You can all be my new babies!" She happily exclaimed before charging into the group of people.

They all fought back to their best ability but no one got in a killing blow or shot, so when Pandora collected more blood from her own wounds and from the bodies of the people she killed, it only made her stronger. When all the screaming finally came to an end Pandora could be seen in the middle covered in blood, whether her own or everyone else's or a mix of both, no one could be quite sure. It wasn't long after she won that the cell block finally crashed into the planet that had pulled it into orbit. Her body barely having time to react and harden the blood on her skin to make the damage from the impact less brutal.

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Time had passed, how much? Pandora wasn't quite sure not did she actually care. All she cared about right now was playing ball with the heads of the people she killed. She could hear something going on outside of the cell block but she consciously was too focused on playing with the current head she had. It wasn't until she made a bat out of blood and hit the head out a hole within the cell block that she finally ventured out. "Wait for me Mr. Ball!" She called out, running out the hole and after the ball, completely oblivious to the robot girl eating the metal not too far away from where she ran out to retrieve her 'ball'.

@LunarisDaFox

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

Merry Christmas Everyone!

I promise this is not dead. I just have been insanely busy with the holidays. I should be a bit less busy this next week; but until after New Years Eve, which is also my sister's birthday(yay insanity), I will still be a bit busy.

Rebellion is Our Calling, and why we rise!(closed)

Sierra Mcloughlin

Name
Sierra McLoughlin

Race/Faction
Human/Woodsman

Age
20

Description

Copper-red hair perfectly compliments Sierra’s freckled pale skin, looking like a fire burning on her head. Her hair and skin are contrasted perfectly by her brilliant blue eyes. The woman stands at a short 5’2” and only weighs in at about 125lbs of pure, lean muscle. Her small stature is used to her advantage for stealth and agility. Despite being small, she does have the typical curves of a woman but these are hidden under her cloak and a bit bulkier, baggier clothes she wears to better blend in.

Class
Woodsman

Motivation
Like all of the woodsman, she just wants to see the kingdom survive in whatever way possible.

History
Sierra was orphaned at the age of seven, from that moment on she had to learn to fend for herself. She learned how to fight the hard way from other orphaned kids living on the streets and would steal or scavenge food and supplies as she called it. It was when she was about thirteen that she found herself stealing from a woodsman. The man knew the whole time that she was doing so but let her almost get away with it to, in a way, test her. When he caught her, he told her that he wanted to take her in and help her. She originally said no cause who would just agree to go with some weird man right? But she followed him back to where he was going where there were other woodsmen and ended up deciding to take him up on her offer.

The man trained her for two years before passing away due to an illness. This is when she was taken in as the apprentice of Verrick. She’s been training under him ever since.

Strengths
+ Highly skilled with a bow and arrow
+ Highly skilled in stealth and agility
+ Skilled with small daggers, it's her backup... commonly used for throwing

Weakness
- Sarcastic and joking is a natural state for her
- When it comes to fighting, she still has room to improve and if she can’t use stealth… the fight won’t end well for her
- She keeps herself closed off emotionally from everyone

What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Being in a guild where she is the only female, she knows how to dish out the crap she is given. She refuses to stand down, and she enjoys messing with the men as if she was one of them.

What is your character's greatest flaw?
Even within her own guild she is secretive, the only person who seems to know much about her is Verrick

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
As part of the woodsmen she is capable of getting lots of different information, ranging across many things

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

@Hero Don't want to rush you or push you or anything, just when you get a chance if you can post I'd appreciate it.

My Hero Academia - Summer/Boot Camp Style

#countmeinterested

Rebellion is Our Calling, and why we rise!(closed)

Request of a Princess (Part 1)

Verrick walked to the stables from the keep after a short meeting with the king. Grumbling as he did, he was glad to be leaving, he hated the castle as much as a fish hated dry land. He much prefered the woods, and the openness it had. He felt like a bird trapped in a cage here,His horse was already saddled and ready, he quickly mounted his old friend and gripped the reins clicking his tongue for him to get moving, aiming his horse towards the main gate.

The princess had been searching everywhere in and around the castle for Verrick once she found out that he had been the one to bring the letter to Elize. It wasn’t until she had reached the front of the castle and went outside that she had finally spotted him, riding towards the main gate… Knowing she had little time till he would make it to the gate and be on his way from the castle, she did the only thing that came to mind.

“Close the gate! I need to speak with that man!” Eleanor shouted as loud as she could, the guards that heard her passed on the order and did as told, shutting the gate and going to stop Verrick on his horse. Eleanor looked to a guard near her, “Have him brought to the tea room promptly.” She ordered before she turned and walked back into the castle and to the tea room where she could await him for a private conversation.

Verrick sat up in surprised as he heard a lady yelling for the gate to close. He was half tempted to bolt before the gates could close. But there was no reason for him to do so honestly. He only growled a bit in annoyance that someone was making a racket enough to delay his day. However, the only ones able to throw their weight around and be heard was the royalty in the castle...and perhaps Fenros…

He twisted in his saddle to see who yelled, and of course saw Princess Eleanor pointing right at him, and speaking with a guard. Damn it woman… he thought. She just received Fenros’s letter and Lady Casterly had to bring up it was him. He thought him saying it wasn’t important to know his name kinda went over the fact of DON'T TELL HER IT CAME FROM ME.

As the guard came running over to him he grumbled even more as he got off his horse and handed the bridle to another guard. When the guard caught up to him, he only grunted in response and headed to the Tea Room He never thought he be caught dead there…

Once there, he opened the door rather forcefully. While it did not bang the wall behind it, it would have done so if he didn’t stop it. He stood there, his cowl still over his head as he glared at the princess. The king will hear of this and will most likely start asking questions. Which will only make this favor MUCH harder to handle. Closing the door quietly he stood there for a moment silent, staring at her before saying ”You clearly don’t understand the meaning of secret communicate…princess

“Right now that is not of my concern, besides… secrecy will not matter much longer…” Eleanor spoke calmly as she poured two cups of tea and picked hers up, taking a sip as she sat down staring at Verrick. “Sit down so we can make this quick.”

After taking a breath, a low audible growl could be heard as he let the air out of his lungs. He moved over to a seat and sat down. Looking at the tea she poured then at her. He didn’t reach for it as he then added, “If you wanted a tea party...you could have asked your ladies in waiting….” He knew what she was going to ask. The real reason behind her stopping him, he just had to be a smart ass. It was in his blood.

Eleanor scoffed and rolled her eyes at his comment, a small smile making its way to her lips for a short time. She set her tea cup down after taking a sip and focused on him. “Let’s get straight to it then. Is it true that he is alive? This isn’t someone just messing with me correct?”

Verrick looked around the room without moving his head. He knew this castle inside out...he also knew there was no way someone could hear them from in here. Why is her highness so concerned with him? Dealing with traitor will be dangerous...even for you princess.

“He is not a traitor!” Eleanor exclaimed glaring at Verrick, before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. “Fenros is not a traitor. I do not know why he was labeled as such… but I know he is not a traitor.” The princess stood up and walked to the window in the room, looking out it before turning back to the man. “I think you already know what I want from you Verrick. You are a smart man.” She commented, her gaze turning straight on him. “I need you to take me to him. Help me leave. I am done with this palace. With my father and my brother. I need out and I need to get back to Fenros. So Verrick, please help me. I will get you however much money you want before we leave as payment.”

Verrick smirked as he got a rise out of her for calling Fenros a traitor. He knew it as well. But he could tell a lot by her reaction to his statement. A simple tactic he used to gather information. When she looked back at him, placed a hand over his heart. Flattery doesn’t get you far with me Princess. He said when she mentioned that he was a smart man. Though his eyes narrowed when she told him she wanted him to take her away from the palace. To Fenros, even offering her fathers money to do so. For a REAL treasonous act. ”You want me to take you to your boyfriend who is the traitor to the throne… ? He chuckled. ”Exactly doing what he didn’t want you to do….and you want me to put my head on the chopping block. I only owed Fenros a favor, which I completed.” He stood up as to leave her with that, then said, ”You do realize leaving this castle, the real world is a much harsher place. You don’t get to get to drink tea and eat crumpets while gossiping with your fellow ladies.”

“I know what the world is like out there. I may have no experience in the world, but I have heard plenty about it. My family is to thank for a lot of the problems, I know that too. I know that my brother and father have hurt and killed countless innocent people for beyond idiotic reasons. I don’t want to be locked away in the castle when the people of my kingdom are suffering. I am no different than anyone else, I just was lucky to be born into the royal family… although I don’t think I am all that lucky.” Eleanor took a deep breath before continuing, “I know that I am asking you to do a lot for me, but I’d rather have a guide than try to go looking for him on my own. So please Verrick… Please help me.”

Verrick was silent and as still as a statue as she spoke. Mulling over her answers. He was actually not expecting her to leave...more of just giving him a letter to give back to Fenros….if it didn’t go over well, and they were caught, he could just say she was leaving on her own and he was trying to keep her safe enough to bring back. A stretch...but could work. He turned and walked to the door, as if ignoring her plead for help. But stopped ”Tomorrow morning...just after midnight. Be ready. “ he said as he then quickly exited the room.

Eleanor nodded as he left, she sat down and finished her tea as she began to plan how to pack and what to pack.

Verrick suddenly pushed the door open again and looked at the princess really hard. Raising one finger he whispered.“ONE. BAG” After she would surely give him a look, he would leave once again.

Eleanor rolled her eyes and gave him a ‘No really?’ look. She knew that she was going to not be able to bring much with her, she just needed to find a way to pack some necessities. After finishing her tea, she stood up and left the room making a way to her chambers after going and grabbing a bag from the storage room. Once in her chambers she began packing the things she would be bringing, mentally and physically preparing herself for the journey.