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The Demon Hunters' Academy

woahoah its been a while since ive drawn art

i feel like i need to link all the arts in the front page
just bc
its nice

The Demon Hunters' Academy

Spawnling said
WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME ANGEL WAS TWELVE!?

honestly i sometimes forget the brat's twelve, too
don't worry
//patpatpat

Marshmellow said
i have no idea what's going on in the ooc

same

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Shiinen said
I would ravage a Hunter in a military uniform. Pls give.

woAh WoAH WOAHWOA H

i read that as something EIKA said ANd WHOAHOAH HTHERE
my baby

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Spawnling said
"It's not in the budget."

literally answer to all Academy demands

its the reason ya'll also don't have uniforms
(that and school uniforms are lame)
(maybe military-esque uniforms)
(hella yeaha)

Spawnling said
*raises hand*

THATS CUZ UR A NERD

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well,, lets be real guys,, was anyone /actually/ expecting a demonic attack? ?

also,, is that most of the closing posts?? we waiting on pixel and POTATO(?????!?!??!?!) ,, right/?
was there someone else : 0

The Oddball Apartments

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/50125/posts/ooc

The Oddball Apartments

"Call me Jin."

"I own the place.

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Andy WIP

"Have you ever felt so much, your heart beats so fast it seems impossible to breathe?"

Name:
Adonis "Andy" Ring

Age:
Eighteen

Gender:
Male

Height; Weight:
5'4; 125lbs

Years In Blackwing:
Three

Odd Trait(s):
Runaway, Shut-In

Physical Descriptions:
Andy stands at a stiff five foot four, with an average weight of a hundred and twenty five pounds. His young face is often shielded by a mess of creamy brown hair, skin pale and hinted with yellow and blue from lack of direct sunlight. He's been getting used to opening his window, however, and has started getting his colour back. There are hints of past bruising around his neck, all different hues from multiple periods of damages, one of which was etched so deeply it caused a fading scar. Though his forehead and left arm are bandaged, Andy has no open wounds. The bandage on his forehead covers a very simplistic tattoo of the Eye of Horus. His arm covers a tattoo as well, though looks to have been there longer than the one on his forehead, and also appears home-done- a sketchy drawing of the Egyptian god Anubis. He has a birthmark on his right hip that looks almost like a burn.

Background Info:
Young Adonis was born to a beautiful greek mother and her rebellious high school beau. He was, what some would call, an "accident". An unmarried teen rendezvousing with a slightly older man- of course they didn't need a child. Of course he would be called an accident.

Others, however, may call him a miracle.

It seemed as though after his mother cried about her dead childhood, Adonis decided he would become a perfect child. Of course, that is only "seems", given that her mother cried when he was only two weeks in her stomach. But he did seem to be a perfect child- his birth was easy, he didn't cry too hard or refuse to eat. He slept most of the time, and when he woke up, it was by chance also around the same time his mother was awake, so his small cries were easily heard. His father spoiled him to death. A leather-jacket man, if you will, Andy's father was both heavy handed and soft hearted. He punished only when he needed to (was close to never), and loved little Andy with his heart.

His mother loved him too, loved him very much. And when he started walking and talking in full sentences at around his second birthday, the young parents didn't think of it. They were only happy he was talking and it was so much easier to communicate and wow babies were so cute. It wasn't until they hired a babysitter one night that they swelled with pride at the phrase- "Wow! Little Andy's so smart!" After taking him out to the park and mustering up courage to talk to other mothers, they realized yes, Andy was a little quicker at picking things up, and that my how blessed the two parents were at having a child that was barely two and already coherent.

At first, Adonis' parents took this in stride. They treated little Andy the same way they had before. But by the time they entered him into school, it was clear that Andy was more than just "a little bit quicker". The child had an eidetic memory, it seemed, but despite that, never bore of the now worn and old childhood books he read and re-read. He seemed to function on a robotic sense, mimicking other children's actions to enter himself into the groups, at the same time ensuring that his own brilliance shine. He was so good, in fact, at being both lovable while still ridiculously genius, that peers adored him and cried when he went away.

His parents moved, partially because his dad got into some money issues, partially because his mother was freaking out. Apparently his mom had something wrong with her that was causing psychosis, and his dad was having a hard time paying for both her, their apartment, and Andy. So, little eight year old Andy, he entered himself into an official spelling bee. Payed the fee, got himself a little official badge, flipped through the dictionary a bit, got on stage- he decimated the little buggers. The words, as he states in his journal were "painfully simple" and he "totally underestimated my own strength". He entered another contest, with students a bit older, and continued to kick ass. He went beyond spelling bees, to mathletic competitions, debates, the little dude barely graduated out of elementary school and he was a star in the academic world.

So why'd he disappear?

See, Andy's mom was getting to him. Her crazy- as crazy as it sounds- was seeping into the little dude. He was convinced that they were only using him for his little noggin. That he was more loved when they thought he was stupid. That the smarter he was, the more money he raked in. And yeah, he did rake in money, and yeah, his mom was getting kinda jealous that her husband was spending more time with their son than with her. Yeah, her mom sang him to sleep every night about how he was a tool for her and her husband to run away together, that they'd leave him alone, that he was given life to further theirs.

Needless to say, the kid bolted when he was fourteen.

He was celebrating his fifteenth birthday when Jin found him in the streets. The guy took him in, even though Andy was crazy suspicious he was one of his mother's friends. It's amazing Jin's face and arms didn't scar from all the scratching and biting. It was this kind man that gave young Adonis his first shower in forever, and let him sleep in his room without whispering shit in his ear. Andy, at the time, didn't seem too keep in getting himself his own apartment, and stayed a bit with Jin. There he met many a tenants come and go- most of them going rather than coming in the first six months. One particular visitor came regularly, however. A tall- very tall woman with long black hair and signature white three inch stilettos. At first she didn't do much involving Andy, but it was her that got him, how you say, a bit more involved.

She gave him instruments, he played them, mastered them. She complimented him and patted his head. She was frail and thin, her height and physique reminding Andy of a modern, sleek skyscraper. He noticed she didn't eat, that her breath always smelled of breath mints, and that sometimes her lipstick didn't hide that the sides of her lips were chapped and covered in dry blood. Andy knew, through research, that she had a disorder. A mental one. But, given his past relation with disorders, didn't mention it in hopes that she continued to hold and compliment him. It was, what you call, puppy love.

Andy learned when he was a week short of seventeen, that he too had a problem. He'd decided on living in apartment 2B which had just opened up, but found himself unable to walk out of Jin's apartment. It seemed as though while he had holed himself up in the landlord's place, he'd gotten so familiarized with it that everything besides it was... to his head, unfamiliar and therefore dangerous. He told Jin and the woman to take him to his room when he was sleeping, so, they did just that. The kid had a bit of a panic attack, what with waking up in an unfamiliar place, but as Jin supplied the place with mimics of relics from his own place, Andy has slowly gradually gotten used to it. The whole ordeal must've clicked something though, because afterwards, Jin could only get in at night when Andy was sleeping.

He seems to fare much better now, what with leaving his window open now and again.

Other:
+The discover of Daniel's true gender was quite a shock to the lad.
+Though he is named after the mythical beautiful greek male, Andy himself doesn't think too highly of his looks.
+As cool as it sounds, Jin was the one who did his Eye of Horus tattoo. He'd asked for it to be on the spot it is believing it could be easily covered with his mess of hair, but still puts a bandage due to his embarrassment. "Don't get me wrong, it's cool! Just.... weird....I guess."
+Daniel was the one that did his Anubis tattoo. He was just getting into the art of tattooing around the same time Andy dove headfirst into the beautiful Egyptial myths.
+When Andy was thirteen, he frequented in the choking game, understanding that loss of oxygen resulted in dead brain cells. He'd hoped it would make him dumber, or kill him. It did neither, but it did make him more erratic, and sometimes he still plays the game if only when very troubled.
+His affection for Anubis may have affected his affection for jackals and foxes and similar animals.

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[Andy's] Relationship Chart
♥ = romance|| ♦ = friends || ♠ = enemies || ○ = neutral

♦ Jin: "Was there from the beginning. The coolest guy around. He's too nice, though, so I bet something real bad must've happened to him."

♥ Adonis "Andy" Ring: "Hella."

♦/♥ Daniel Wordsworth: "Okay, so I guess I was surprised to learn he was a... you know, 'he', but it doesn't stop him from being... eye-catching. He's neat. And pretty. And funny."

♠ Isam Hajjar: "Shadiest guy in the whole complex. Eighty percent sure he's a terrorist. And that has nothing to do with Daniel swooning all over him."

○ Cat: "I've seen him walk past Daniel before, and Daniel had heels, but the guy still towered. Sometimes I see him on the roof, too. It's none of my business, though."

○ Dog: "Cat's brother, right? A bit more energetic than his other half, gotta give you that. I... sometimes... am very jealous of him. Nevermind, it's stupid."

♠ Erin Keller: "Fuck her."

○ Alice White: "Oh. My neighbor, yeah. We sometimes see each other in our balconies. Wave hi. Not much after that, though."

○ Amelia Perrault: "Who? Oh, the runner. Yeah, don't see her too much."

○ Estelle "Stella" Adams: "I don't know her, but I know her music. Her and that roommate of her's. She's sometimes a listener when I play an instrument."

○ Mackenzie Cole: "Loud musician. Her music taste seems to differ from mine, but I can't deny she's got a voice. Alas, one of the many instruments I shall never be able to play."

♦/○ Leslie "Nevermore" Axelfeild: "He's a nut. I don't exactly mind him."

♦ Cody Mensah: "I appreciate his magic. Sometimes a mind like mine needs distraction. He's another guy that's been here before me, and he's pretty decent. The kid he picked up isn't all that, though."

♠/♦ Lucy Coure: "When I was eight I was more agreeable than this brat. But at the same time, I envy that about her."

Daniel WIP

"I believe in princesses and knights in shining armor.
In red strings of fate and love at first sight.
But I'm also jaded.
I know I'm no princess and I don't deserve no knight."

Name:
Daniel Wordsworth

Age:
Twenty-four

Gender:
Male

Height; Weight:
6'2 without heels; 140bs

Years In Blackwing:
Six

Apartment Number
3D

Apartment Description
Daniel has a bed in both rooms, though fittingly, the large room has a larger bed. The smaller bedroom is quite bare, if you will, filled only with a simple bed, an accompanying little bedside cabinet with a simple lamp. The closet is filled mostly with his simpler attires, full of bland t-shirts and simple coloured jeans. Be it dark, plain, ripped, white washed, Daniel has all the jeans. The more colourful pairs are in the other room, however, because this room is dedicated to simplicity. He rarely sleeps here, but often dusts and cleans it as though it were a display.
The room he does sleep in daily is the larger one, with a Queen sized bed plushed up with rich purple fabric, full with a canopy graced with a sheer purple hue, glittered with silver. The room always smells like him, because he refuses to put on his perfume in the room. The side of the bed closest to the wall has a cabinet, with a lamp close to the bed for some late-night reading, the cabinets filled with thick binders and the occasional paperback. At the foot of his bed is a chest, and upon opening is filled with an array of children's costumes, some of which are unfinished, many having evidence of touch ups. They are what Daniel uses for testing his dresses prior to making them. His closets are filled with clothes, one being full on drag attire, the other holding the more asexual feel. A rack exists underneath all of the hanging clothes, filled with the numerous amounts of wigs Daniel has collected, along with a select number of heels he found suitable enough for his being.
His bathroom is clean enough, spare the sink which is more often than not littered with his cosmetics. Same goes for his kitchen, except less cosmetics and more takeout. It's amazing how after all these years the man still hasn't learned to not order food until he was finished with his leftovers.
His living room is, behind the mess of fabric and mannequins, simple enough. There's a large television hanging off the wall by the larger bedroom, and a matching couch and a loveseat in front of it, separated only by a low coffee table. Behind that, however, is where Daniel does his work, the walls mapped up with designs and sketches, the ground littered with fabric, a desk with a sewing machine was shoved against a corner, against a wall plastered with his work- both design wise and modeling wise. Admittedly, the mannequins and the stray fake head here and there throw him off sometimes, but in the end, he somehow got used to it.
His doorway closet is filled with coats, a vaccuum, and hella shoes. The shoes that aren't heels usually are here.

Odd Trait(s):
Crossdresser, Anorexic

Physical Descriptions:

Background Info: (can be as short or as long as you want,, basic info on the character's backstory)

Other: (Perhaps they like to knit?)

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[Daniel's] Relationship Chart
♥ = romance|| ♦ = friends || ♠ = enemies || ○ = neutral

♦ Jin: "A good friend! He's been very kind in keeping me here, and while admittedly he is my type, he seems to stop me from flirting with just a smile. It's jarring, I tell you. Jarring."

♦ Adonis "Andy" Ring: "A nice little thing Jin picked up a few years back. He's quite the smart little think, he is, and I admit I may have spent a number of cash on buying instruments for the kid. I just can't help it- when you find something like him, you wanna test his limits, you know?"

♦ Daniel Wordsworth: "The hardest person to love, in my opinion, has always been me. But that doesn't stop me from trying, ahaha!"

♥/♠/♦ Isam Hajjar: "He's build is nice and fit, which is just my type. Of course, I haven't had time to get to know him yet, but I tell from his muscles he's quite athletic. Now... if only he wasn't such a... how you say, fashion disaster."

♥/○ Cat: "Tall- taller than me, which was, admittedly a shock at first. But, he's pretty fit, too. And his face isn't too bad. He's got that 'Touch me and I'll kill you' thing going on, but that doesn't stop him from being damn fine, you know."

♦ Dog: "Oh he's much more approachable than his other half! Very cute, too, with noticeably feminine features. Sadly, effeminate men aren't typically like me in trying to dress in either gender, but I'd like to see the little doggy try on a few different clothes now and again. I bet they'd look rather cute, rather fetching."

♦ Erin Keller: "Poor girl's frightened of me half the time, but I'm glad she's more apt to conversation when I'm dolled up. It's both flattering and sweet that my skills are good enough that even an androphobic individual such as herself finds me suitable enough to talk to."

♦ Alice White: "What a cute young little girl! I appreciate her colourful wardrobe, as well as her cat like props! Props, after all, are a must in making a statement."

♦ Amelia Perrault: "The quiet type, isn't she? Haven't talked much to her, but I've seen her running now and again- props to her for being so athletic! It must be a nice way to lose weight, yes, probably much better than diets. Healthier."

♦ Estelle "Stella" Adams: "A very talented young lady. It shocked me at first to hear that she was blind, given that when we'd first met, her OOTD game was strong. She seems affable enough, however, and her features are rather pretty. She's also got quite the sarcastic streak, which is why we must've immediately clicked."

♦ Mackenzie Cole: "A very cheerful girl, who reminds me of girls in my high school. Always asking me about outfits, and it's always fun supplying advice given she's so... well, there's no way to put it into words. Her chipperness seems to rub off whenever I run her direction. I hear Andy doesn't seem to appreciate her trying to pull him out of his room, or her clinginess, but I rather like the clingy types. They take longer to leave."

♦ Leslie "Nevermore" Axelfeild: "He doesn't seem to like me much, given he stares more than he speaks, but I do wish to talk to him. Apparently he's got several personalities, but he's never stayed put enough near me to find that out. Pity, really."

♦ Cody Mensah: "Lucy's caretaker, and an absolute sweetheart. He doesn't look it, of course, but he's rather the gentle sort. I try not to appear in front of him too much, given that he seems to worry about me, but at the same time, it's nice to have someone worrying, haha."

♦ Lucy Coure: "An absolute precious little thing, with an impeccable fashion sense for one of such a young age! I don't condone her attitude- you don't get far in the business with attitude- but I simply love dressing her up in some of my works."

The Oddball Apartments

R U L E S

*high-casual to advanced is what im expecting in terms of IC writing
*please only play the number of characters you are comfortable with
*in the beginning of the RP, DO NOT POST until everyone has made an entrance post
*after entrance posts, please POST ONLY AFTER TWO OTHER PEOPLE HAVE POSTED- read as: YOU, someone, someone, (optional someone), YOU
*this is meant to be a fun, relaxing RP. if you somehow find a way to be OP/a God-mod, DON'T DO IT
*if things lead up to any sexual thing, please TAKE IT TO PM
*standard guild rules
*may add more rules

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CHARACTER SKELETON
Name:
Age:(Sixteen and above, maybe)
Gender: (meh)
Height; Weight: (just for the heck of it)
Years in Blackwing: (Preferably LESS than eight years)
Apartment Number: (Open ones below)
Room Description: (messy/clean/tv/pictures/ describe ur room)
Odd Trait: (runaway, druggie, schizo, etc.)
Physical Descriptions: (just describe anything about their body if you want. I.e, scars, tattoos,, maybe just do this in leu of an appearance)
Personality: (Well, everyone seems to be adding one)
Background Info: (can be as short or as long as you want,, basic info on the character's backstory)
Other: (Perhaps they like to knit?)

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A C C E P T E D . T E N A N T S

First Story
1A::Landlord's Place
1B::
1C::Metronome: Isam Hajjar- Probably a Terrorist
1D::
1E::HylianRose: Estelle "Stella" Adams- Sarcastic is Not an Odd Trait, You Bat

Chezka: Mackenzie Cole- Teenage Rockstar Ready to Roll

1F::Liriia: Cody Mensah and Lucy Coure- The Witch and the Familiar

Second Story
2A::Rosemoss: Alice White- Cat with Spots Arranged by Size
2B::LetterA: Adonis "Andy" Ring- Suspicious Old Man in a Teen's Body
2C::
2D::
2E::
2F::Liriia: Erin Keller- BAMF, HBIC, Slightly Disabled. Only Slightly.

Third Story
3A::AgniSpirit: Amelia Perrault- Excitable Mute with Shit Handwriting
3B::
3C::
3D::LetterA: Daniel Wordsworth- The Fashion Queen
3E::Deadpixel101: Leslie "Nevermore" Axelfield- Hail Hydra
3F::Silver Fox: Cat and Dog- The Black Cat and it's Kryptonite

The Oddball Apartments

RP IS CLOSED
"The broken, the lonely; the homeless, the lost-"

"Blackwing's seen it all."

Welcome to Blackwing Apartments, the complex long dubbed as the "Oddball Apartments" given it's long history of strange tenants. Whether it be a temporary stay or a permanent one, whether you be rich or poor, troubled or unsure, feel free to treat Blackwing as your home. It's arms, after all, are always open.

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I N . R E G A R D S . T O . T H E . L A N D L O R D

Not much is known about Jin, be it his age, ethnicity, blood or background. It seems to be understood amongst the more needy tenants, however, that Jin is well off on his own, some of Blackwing's tenants sometimes living there for months without needing to pay. As kind as Jin is in terms of monetary or housing issues, however, he still takes payment from those with money or those with a job. Some long time tenants have even gone to getting jobs of their own in order to pay Jin, though from the view of anyone who knows anything about money and land, the tenants' monthly rent still doesn't amount to any sum large enough that would keep Blackwing running. And so, it is simply assumed that Jin has money stowed elsewhere.

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S H I T T Y . M A P S

First Floor

Second and Third Floors

Rooms

Retaking Jump City

Whoops, dropping this RP partially because I can't think of a name and partially because I can't think of everything else.

Have fun gaming though??:9