Dawnfire stood still, a pained look on her face. Her hair curled about her and her fists tightened at her sides. There was nothing they could do. Grief was a powerful. It was so distorting. Even Viran could not fight it back. She wanted to help her friend, but there was nothing she could do. Nothing at all. In this she was powerless. Powerless. To think she could of almost taken down that monster once and for all. The thought pierced through her as if a laser gun and shot through her chest. Her green eyes spilled tears, her silent agonized expression like a statue's and nothing more.
Steel passed out an order and it took a moment for her to register it. Warn everyone. Tell everyone. Let Viran alone. She could of stopped this, yet she was not strong enough! The elder had died due to her incompetence. Clenching her eyes shut, she reopened them and nodded toward Steel. But just as she was about to shoot off into the sky a voice called out to her. Hesitating, she turned her head slowly. Then the rest of her turned too. His swords were drawn. Pointed at her, yet her blazing green eyes burned into the visage before her.
"Not possible," she stated in a shaky breath before turning away from the illusion, "I must be fatigued..."
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STATUS: It gets colder these days, but I love my sweaters 9 yrs ago
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Hi all! It's Ana back from the void. I had some pretty intense months IRL, but the witch is back and ready to brew up a wonderful little story haha~ Here are my terms for OnexOne, dearlings~ Look it over and let's see if our tastes can create a lovely RP feast for you and me!
Length:
Medium causal to low advanced. I am a bit carnivorous and need a good bit of meat in the posts I get from my partners. Don't let me go hungry, huhuhu~
Like wise, I shall try to feed you with, at the very least posts of two and a half paragraphs in length or more. It's all about give and take, right~?
Mature Topics:
I can do smut and cursing, but let's try to keep it classy? I have a little brother on this site and I'd be mortified for him to find anything that isn't at least trying to be creative in word choice. Plus there are so many ways to keep things interesting and detailed without being crass or vulgar.
And while we are on the topic, I also feel that my mature RPs should be done with 18 and older roleplayers. Same goes with characters: 18 and older, preferably in the 20s, or nothing more than love fluff. You get Angel Food cake, you hear? Only 18 and up get to have Devil's Food.
And Romance doesn't have to be sappy. It can be that they hate each other in the beginning, but have attraction. Maybe they stay enemies. Maybe they unite but still don't trust one another. And maybe she is a hellion and he is cool calm and collected. Or maybe they both have bad tempers. There are so many possibilities! Romance doesn't always mean sappy fluff, but can include dark and more twisted passion. Huhuhu~ That's why there is a 'mature 18+ rating' on the door. ;P
Historical Topics:
Many, if not all, of my RPs involve some sort of historical quality. While I am no history buff, I like things to be believable. Call me nit picky and strict, but I don't like my Vikings calling my Heroine "babe" or "chick". It's odd and jars me right out of the RP.
Have Courage, Dearlings:
I won't bite you. :P I know I may seem strict on what I want, but this is just so we can both get what we want out of RP. If it isn't working, let's not be afraid to say so. Nothing is more painful than trying to feign interest in something you just are not interested in. Let's agree to talk to each other. Compromise and communication can solve many things. I am always open to suggestions once we agree on something to start with. OOC chat threads were made just for these kinds of things. So let's be friendly, yea? :3
One Final Thing:
I am looking to play the female character. I am looking for MY female character to be paired with a male character. I only clarify this because there have been misunderstandings in the past and it got reeeeeal awkward.
And so there is no confusion, I feel I must state it plainly somewhere in my current request: I would like to be the main female character. Thank you very much~ ;3
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*hugs ferret Ursa* Don't leave again! *sobs*
Major Ursa said
Well...I guess I am back, and whiff la random pair of...'friends'. Sorry for, you know, jerking you guys around like this...*rolls onto back, exposing belly submissively*3:
Uuuuuursaaaaa! *glomps* How did I miss this?! You're baaaaack! I'm so happy!
Oops sorry I'll change it
His breath hitched and shuddered as she heard the sound of another thicker cane scrap across the ground. And he spoke with a sort of smile in his voice. Her head perked in recognition of the voice that addressed her and she smiled brightly. It was a huskier voice that always sounded a bit lost in thought and was cool like spring water. Tomohina was able to get to the piano, placing her hand on its sleek edge. Her face tilted towards his voice, but her eyes stayed directed at the ground. Her dark hair was tied loosely over one shoulder, its wispy wavy ends more wild than usual what with her having taken a bath back in her room. It always made her hair a bit more fluffy and wavier than usual. "Nobuyuki-san," she said with a warm glowing grin, "so it was you who played so lively."
"Well," she hesitated but gave a small sheepish laugh, "It proves difficult finding steady friends, but everything in it's time, right?" She turned towards the piano, brushing her fingers over the keys, the ivory feeling smooth and cool even in the humid sunny day. "And you?" she asked in her gentle yet clear voice, "How have you fared? But then you have been here longer, so you must have a bit of an unfair advantage." It was a tender tease, just like when he had first spoken, though she felt a bit out of her comfort zone speaking so familiarly. But it felt relaxing to talk to someone she sort of knew. There was only too much polite conversations with stranger that she could take before feeling a bit downcast and wary of ever making friends. Yet it seemed this upperclassman, Kyle Parker and maybe even that upperclassman she had met at the pool were the ones she talk more casually too. With other girls she got too excited and would revert to speaking formally, which was perhaps her flaw. It put too much distance between her and others, she realized. Even so, speaking to the calm upperclassman was more freeing than she formerly realized. Perhaps it was because she only seemed to meet the kind who's voices effected her in more relaxing ways.
"Well," she hesitated but gave a small sheepish laugh, "It proves difficult finding steady friends, but everything in it's time, right?" She turned towards the piano, brushing her fingers over the keys, the ivory feeling smooth and cool even in the humid sunny day. "And you?" she asked in her gentle yet clear voice, "How have you fared? But then you have been here longer, so you must have a bit of an unfair advantage." It was a tender tease, just like when he had first spoken, though she felt a bit out of her comfort zone speaking so familiarly. But it felt relaxing to talk to someone she sort of knew. There was only too much polite conversations with stranger that she could take before feeling a bit downcast and wary of ever making friends. Yet it seemed this upperclassman, Kyle Parker and maybe even that upperclassman she had met at the pool were the ones she talk more casually too. With other girls she got too excited and would revert to speaking formally, which was perhaps her flaw. It put too much distance between her and others, she realized. Even so, speaking to the calm upperclassman was more freeing than she formerly realized. Perhaps it was because she only seemed to meet the kind who's voices effected her in more relaxing ways.
Yeah I am waiting on Solemn too~
Then off to the music room it is~ Haha!
Tomohina had changed into a yukata after all. Her modesty had over ruled her desire to swim and her encounter with the upperclassman had ended up reverting her back to a need of more traditional clothing. Though she couldn't see, she could feel the difference. Wearing a sunny teal yukata with an orange obi, she ended up walking back towards the school buildings. Well, she might as well learn further layout of the buildings then. She didn't have friends to hang out with yet, but she might need to know more about the buildings at her new school for the future.
Roaming leisurely through the halls, it was a sound that caught her attention. It sounded like music, but it was so faint most people might not of even heard it. Following it like Alice might of followed that white rabbit, she concentrated on the echoing, haunting sound. Getting closer and closer, the jazzy sound of a piano began to get louder and louder. Curiously she finally found the room the music was coming from. Opening the door slowly, quietly, she stood there for a moment until the song was over. Whoever had been playing just seemed to stop the song suddenly.
"Is that how it ends?" she finally asked, her calm clear voice sounding a bit odd to her after she had been so engrossed in the sound of music, "The song?" She took a few steps inside the room, her eyes on the floor, but a smile on her doll-like face. Tilting her head to the side, she waited for their answer. It was a warm day, so the sound of cicadas rung through their silence and she almost felt a bit comforted. "Or perhaps I interrupted you," she grinned in a kind of amusement, edging cautiously in the foreign room, her white cane often hitting objects she had to touch to register as chairs, "You play really well."
Roaming leisurely through the halls, it was a sound that caught her attention. It sounded like music, but it was so faint most people might not of even heard it. Following it like Alice might of followed that white rabbit, she concentrated on the echoing, haunting sound. Getting closer and closer, the jazzy sound of a piano began to get louder and louder. Curiously she finally found the room the music was coming from. Opening the door slowly, quietly, she stood there for a moment until the song was over. Whoever had been playing just seemed to stop the song suddenly.
"Is that how it ends?" she finally asked, her calm clear voice sounding a bit odd to her after she had been so engrossed in the sound of music, "The song?" She took a few steps inside the room, her eyes on the floor, but a smile on her doll-like face. Tilting her head to the side, she waited for their answer. It was a warm day, so the sound of cicadas rung through their silence and she almost felt a bit comforted. "Or perhaps I interrupted you," she grinned in a kind of amusement, edging cautiously in the foreign room, her white cane often hitting objects she had to touch to register as chairs, "You play really well."
TimasheTiger said
Clearly tomo needs to swoon over Kyle some more. Kyle: *winks*
Only if he swoons back :P
......Tomo...What should we do now?
Tomo: *shrugs*
Tomo: *shrugs*
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