Leviathan

World of Anime [Closed]

@Edgey heh, sounds like a plan. ^^ when do you want the cs' by @AoStar?

World of Anime [Closed]

thinking about changing mine to a self-loathing Vampire Hunter who kills her own kind out of revenge type of deal...hmmm, the choices.

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

Raven was not used to the interaction but found it quite enjoyable. Perhaps they could be friends, like true friends instead of acquaintances. Maybe she could invite her over for tea and they could go on a walk or whatever it was that friends do for fun. Kanoa was beginning to leave a very good impression in Raven’s mind, something that was equally frightening. She had originally cared very little about what these students thought, she could do as she pleased and leave whenever it suited her. There was no contract signed and there were other’s to fill her spot but things were getting interesting, even though not much about this mystery had unfolded yet. It was the curiosity of it all that really gripped her and made her stay--what could be, what would be…how this would all turn out. It had killed cats, curiosity that is. Unfortunately she did not receive the answer she was hoping for but Violet, Raven’s nickname for her, must have sensed Raven’s sincere motive and self-conciseness. Perhaps on a later date, should the occasion arise…she had a feeling Violet was trying to console her just in case she ended up being the hopeless black sheep of the group of super friends. Teeth began to nibble on her glossy bottom lip in thought; she was wallowing in self-pity again like a puppy deprived of a treat. Pathetic. The motion from the swing softened the blow, and the height along with the wind whisking through black curled tresses—since her hood had fallen down. Raven’s posture straightened up further as Cory came into view, her hues glistening from glee. She was not sure why he had captured her interest because he was dreadfully quiet--painfully so. Raven wondered how anyone could be quieter than herself. It wasn’t like she did not have things to say, she choose not to but Cory…he severely restrained himself. Buried deep within something dwelled there, waiting to burst out—or not. Maybe they were more alike than she had originally thought besides appearances. He was no doubt gorgeous to anyone’s eyes but she was an acquired taste. The dark Lolita was not sure they would even mesh well given their personalities or go beyond a simple hello; he seemed uninterested in almost—everything. Following his arrival strode Maxwell. Someone she had not focused on much yesterday. He had a dominating aura, so he was not easily missed--she just had not centered her soul attention on the man. Prying vast eyes away from Cory she examined the one with fascinating grey hair. Grey was a color she was quite fond of so that was a good start. Before finishing her observations she thought it best to stop. Basing her opinions on the appearances of others was not the grandest idea, however. Raven had made a note to stop being so physically judgmental, it wasn’t like she had never been on the receiving end of a cruel perception but it was a difficult trait to alter. Pixie made her presence known in the form of a sarcastic quip per usual and Red leisurely sauntered catching up to the group, braid swinging behind like a tail. Topic for today: Shapeshifting, as mentioned by Violet and investigated by Red. Questions were ablaze from the red head that resembled Sherlock Holmes at this moment. Raven could picture a deerstalker cap upon her head and smoke bellowing out of briar pipe. This made her smile for a moment before beginning to listen more intently at the conversation. Call signs were a bit much but Jackson made acknowledgment to keep a sharp eye out. This Shapeshifter was probably more intelligent than they were giving it credit for. It had a plan already, a goal, and wouldn’t stop until it was accomplished. This was all just leading up to the grand finale. “When do we explore the woods?” Raven kindly asked, her voice trailing while gliding through the air. They wouldn’t find what they were looking for by asking questions. They needed to search for more clues. Everything would eventually fall into place but they needed to act.

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

Raven always wears dressy clothing. she wouldn't be Raven without them. ^^

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Leviathan, the new picture is actually cool as fuck

@OldManWong

why thank you kindly! ^^ i saw the drawing & immediately fell in love with it. :3 & it had to be mine. :}

World of Anime

yay. ^^ I am thinking about making the innocent female AI who was created to be a tool of destruction, perhaps.

Nesting Over Nothing(Deadman Wonderland Rp.)

Ditto, excited to start as well. ^^

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Or you can come along and talk with Zugos? I'm a little bit stuck at what to do next at the moment

@RedDusk

Sounds like a plan. ^^

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Violet De La Fontaine & Altzer Lantze

Violet reached the center of Andria without another delay but on her way had noticed an odd sound flying overhead but thought little of it until later. A panicked voice in a gradual crescendo drew Violet’s piercing eyes toward the heavens in doubt. What on earth was happening and why was she hearing voices? Soon her questions were answered as she double blinked in disbelief. A young sunshine blond boy’s body was falling toward her at breakneck speeds, pleading to be aided as he could not regain balance. Unfortunately by the time the woman came to terms with what her eyes saw she had no time to move, and was the recipient of an unpleasant landing. As Altzer sailed through the air, he reflected on all of the choices he had made that day. Perhaps not the best thing to do, when one was saling through the air, but what else could he do? This was like the first time he had flown. He had discovered again, that gravity was one of the fundamental forces of the world that he could not overcome. He looked ahead of him, as he sailed towards a rather unfortunate person. His grip on his lance had long since slipped, and his momentum was far too much to be considered safe. Still, at least he would probably survive. He hit the person in front of him, the majority of his body still above her head. Momentum continued to carry his upper body forward, and he continued to sail forward as the woman fell. He saw the end of his journey ahead of him now, a solid red brick wall. Maybe I will see mother in heaven. His head hit the wall with a crunch, his vision instantly fading to black as he succumbed to the darkness. Bracing for impact though the time to prepare had been limited, arms were immediately placed in a cross protecting her head and face as the boy’s legs nearly slammed her toward the ground. Luckily she was able to nimbly flip backward and onto her feet, as the unfortunate creature continued on until he smacked into a rust tinted brick wall. In hindsight there was probably something she could have done to protect the boy from an untimely death but Violet was quite selfish at this stage, and wanted no harm to befall her in the process. This regal woman could not leave the clumsy boy, however. No matter how much her mind wanted to continue on her way her heart would not allow it. Feet encased in rose adorned heels sprinted forward with ease, halting at the pile that used to be a young man who had so much potential. Violet bent down resting on knees to inspect him closer. She did not want to move him in fear of causing further damage but if he did not respond to her touch, a medic would be her second task. Hands were gingerly placed on his head, glancing over the wound while citizens began to draw near in curiosity and worry. “Stand back, let him breath.” Violet demanded anxiously to the unhelpful onlookers while waiting for a response. Altzer could vaguely feel someone shaking him. He heard them say something he couldn't quite hear... "Mother, it's not time to get up yet..." He was tired, he wanted to go back to sleep... She was saying something again, but he still couldn't hear her clearly. "I need some more sleep..." With that, he curled up where he lay, sliding deeper into the comforting darkness growing behind his eyes. A brow arched at the vague words from the boy with the bizarre propelling lance. Unsure of what to do she looked around at the crowd whom had begun to wander away since he spoke. He was clearly alright, with a slight bump on his head and maybe a bit of a concussion. Otherwise Violet was pretty sure she needn’t babysit but she couldn’t just leave him here. She decided to poke him in the shoulder hopefully stirring him from a pain induced slumber. “Um, you…awaken.” Arms tightly folded as she felt a bit awkward not knowing how to deal with those much younger than herself. “You cannot sleep in public and I cannot be your guardian. I am in search of the coliseum.” Eyes scanned the area carefully but eventually returned to the boy who was in no shape to walk, and she could not--would not carry him. “Damn.” She cursed under her breath in frustration, this had been quite the day so far and the troubles kept piling on.

Nesting Over Nothing(Deadman Wonderland Rp.)

@ManoftheNorth All done. ^^ EDIT: is it ok if Hana has been there for a month or a week at least? willing to change though if you want her to be a rookie. ^^