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Fablemaiden: a Magical Girl RP

oof-- ill have a cs tomorro (tentative)

The Heart of a Shinobi (A Naruto RP) [Arc 1: Beginning! Mission Start!] {Closed}

Oukami Takara

It was dark, damp, and generally uncomfortable. The blindfold was slick with sweat, as was the rest of his body, and Takara felt searing pain throughout his bones. He didn't know what had been used on him, senbon perhaps, or someone especially adept at sending precise lightning charges through his veins. Whatever it was, however, it made Takara sore to the point where he shook, no longer sure if it was from his sweat mixing with the air, or general fatigue. How long had he been down there, he wondered? And, just as he started to re-run, hazily, through the questions he'd been asked, the blonde haired Takara felt the bindings on his arms loosen, followed by the ones on his legs. And with a small sigh of relief to himself, the new genin raised shaking fingers to undo the blindfold, his eyes blinking at the light. His trainer stood by the door, silently and waiting, and after a few minutes of Takara getting used to standing- had he really be sitting for that long, or was the after-effect of having his nerves played with?- the fluffy haired child nodded at the stranger before heading out. The climb up the steps and out of the Basement was long and arduous, but got him back to remembering how his legs worked, and by the time his pale skin opened the door, Takara was feeling a bit more like himself before the Basement. Behind the door was his mother, already waiting with a smile on her face, a towel on her lap as she often did. Takara couldn't help but smile in relief at the sight of her, walking closer so she could wipe at his face. "I'm glad to see you worked so hard- today's the big day, you know," she cooed as she patted at the sweat and blood that had mixed at his lips. The sudden sting surprised Takara, but he showed no sign of it, wondering when he had been in so much pain he didn't even realize almost biting his lip off. The self-evaluation was so intense he tuned out of his mother's speech, tuning back in just as she finished with, "... shower and you'll still make it on time." "Mm," nodded Takara before planting a loving peck on his mother's cheek, wrapping the towel over his neck as he started for the showers, joined by several others who'd just finished their Basement training as well, offering Takara a pat on the back for his exciting big day. Big day? Big day! Today was the day Takara would be placed in a team-- jeez, he thought that wasn't until tomorrow. Well, that answered his question regarding the time spent down under. After a quick shower and a quick change of wardrobe, Takara did some simple stretches to try and soothe the soreness of his body, his mother interrupting to give him his hoodie and a goodluck kiss on the forehead. With rituals all said and done, he waved at her goodbye before heading out, starting with a fast walk that worked up to a quick run towards the Academy. The Oukami clan was not a well-known clan, and though the Basement went deep underground, above ground their home was but a humble abode. Large enough to show that yes, there was a number of them inside, but not so large as to take up a compound. It was easily dismissable, it was home. Slowing to a stop in front of the Academy, Takara put on his usual soft smile, fair blonde hair bouncing at each step as he made his way to class. It was quiet, spare the sound of silent crunching, Takara's honey brown eyes easily identifying the owner of the sound and offering her a smile before heading to his seat, taking one beside a certain white haired student who seemed to be meditating. Keeping silent, Takara merely sat down, leaning overt he desk in cheerful nonchalance as his eyes surveyed the class. Fuu... only a few more minutes...

The Heart of a Shinobi (A Naruto RP) [Arc 1: Beginning! Mission Start!] {Closed}

Sanada Maasaki

When it came to being called back home, Maasaki was timely. Actually, the man was timely about everything, but more so when it involved the Hokage and returning from a mission. That said, the black haired man arrived in Konoha, obvious fresh wounds healing on wherever bare skin showed. After a short welcome from another jounin, Maasaki arrived before the Hokage, along with two other familiar faces. He lingered behind as Kaito chose to speak, focusing on their words to the point that his brows furrowed. Then again, they always did. And it seemed, before he knew it, the chatter was over, and Maasa was handed a slip of paper. He merely nodded at his old teacher's request- how else was he supposed to answer? Glancing up just as the last of Kaito's smoke dissipated, Maasaki took the chance to step forward from the shadows. "Let's hope these kids are better than we were amiright?" asked the jounin, a playful smile on his lips despite everything else about him reeking of fatigue. He bowed his head politely, adding a more serious, "I won't disappoint," before disappearing in a cloud of smoke.

Tokyo Ghoul - District 8 [18+ - Mature & Graphic Content Inside]

long post gomen but posted edit: i made the 69th post noiCe

Tokyo Ghoul - District 8 [18+ - Mature & Graphic Content Inside]

Totsuka Chou

A small button nose wrinkled as she was petted, feeling flustered and embarrassed at the show of affection. It's not like she was a child, she thought as she wiped stray bits of hair from her eyes. And, in what seemed like an instant, he was gone. Stay with Akurai, she thought to herself, as she glanced at the male, wondering if she perhaps should take a seat. This was the longest time she'd spent with people who weren't dead or dying, and frankly, she didn't know the standard mannerisms. Just as she started to reach for Akurai and "lay down the moves" as she'd heard men in the club say, she was interrupted by a request. And, after placing a bag on her hands, he absconded. Chou's dark eyes looked at the bag, opening it and finding pieces of paper, pulling them out to take a whiff- it didn't smell delectable enough to be edible, though there were faint traces of human on it, and before she knew it she was spending quite some time sniffing paper. Remembering, suddenly, Ishin's words- Stay with the Boy,- Chou looked down and tucked away the papers back into the bag, placing it on the bed and starting out. She slipped her mask on over her face, her nose sniffing out Akurai's scent with ease, graceful leap after leap over rooftops until her speed drastically slowed, the smell of something more deliciously sweet reaching her nostrils. Humans. A whole pack of them- and Akurai smelled so closely to them it was almost hard to distinguish him, but in the same silence mimicked of her caretaker, Chou silently landed beside Akurai, a hand wrapping over his lips. "You shouldn't be here," she whispered slowly, her dainty voice even softer than usual- now that she was closer, she knew that those weren't normal humans. They were hunters, murderers- danger. "You have to leave," she continued, pulling him before stopping. Though they were covered by a mask, Chou could've sworn her eyes made eye contact with someone from below and her grip on Akurai tightened before her kagune sprouted from her shoulders. She repeated, "You have to go," before pulling him to his feet and adding, "I'll distract them." Without another word she leapt down, her wings releasing shots that fired into two agents and the ground as she did so, landing with silence and focus.

Nonozumi Miko

"Aw, what a shame," pouted Nono before stepping back at the sudden transformation. While he couldn't say he wasn't impressed with the feat, the entire event took quite some time, and the curly haired ghoul found himself staring at his nails as he debated on whether or not he had homework for tomorrow. Flicking away a speck of dried blood that was in his middle finger, Nono glanced towards the Meat man, glad to see he'd finished feeding. He looked much better, too- healthier, stronger. Pushing himself off of the wall he'd been leaning on, Nono slipped on his Noh mask with a smile, chirping a, "Tbh I'm willing to stay anywhere today, lmao." Admittedly, he didn't like how the ghoul said he had something to check out- given the earlier neigh, Nonozumi didn't exactly have a hard time guessing what that 'something' might be- but it was better than holing up in Dark Nights. Imagine an honor student like him walking out of that sort of establishment! He merely nodded at the killing subject, following suit after the older ghoul. Nono, after all, was a lucky sort of guy and had Meat man wanted to eat him, he probably wouldn't have ever come across him at all. As he landed and followed behind, however, Nono couldn't help but note that he was heading towards the nieghing, one part of him chiding at the bad news, another part wondering if this was just part of his good luck in the works.

The Devil to pay

consider my hat tossed

Tokyo Ghoul - District 8 [18+ - Mature & Graphic Content Inside]

Yeah I usually wouldn't complain but I'm on mobile lmao@Unlucky0013 and@Pudding i guess i just have shit eyesight wtf the fuck i seriously have to zoom in all the way to read it:0

Tokyo Ghoul - District 8 [18+ - Mature & Graphic Content Inside]

I'll post after sketcher + after school

Tokyo Ghoul - District 8 [18+ - Mature & Graphic Content Inside]

why would you use black on black Edit: im told that it's actually purple by but it doesn't change the fact I can't read it lmao @pudding

Magical Girl Team Interest Check

same I also laughed a bit because I instantly thought of /the/ Drake when I heard his name im such trash lmao