Manzanilla

Academy 003: Seeds of Change (Superhuman School/Aw shit, here we go again edition)

Always wanted to try one of these... I am in.

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : SWAN SONGS, MONDAY EVENING
INTERACTIONS : Charles - @Tyler Night , Aria - @KatKook
MENTIONS : Ethan - @Almalthia}

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Lilith arched a perfect line eyebrow at the man and gave him a small, intrigued smile. "I've never had someone tell me that... no, actually I have but in a much vulgar language." She picked up her drink and took a long and slow sip while keeping eye contact with the stranger. "Offering me a ride without even introducing yourself; you are a bold one." It wasn't unusual for her to hear things like that, especially in the club. There was always a limit to what you could say to her, and other dancers but idiots liked to be idiots. And idiots got Kenny. She was so used to men just offering sexual favors that she didn't bat an eye when the stranger offered a ride. She did, however, sound a bit surprised when Lilith saw him jiggle the keys.

Oh. An actual ride. This day was turning better than she has expected.

"Just a ride?" Lilith tapped her fingers over her almost finished mojito. She glanced between the keys, the stage then back at the keys. She had listed herself as one of the singers and was hoping to perform a song too, and most importantly; get another glance of that cute girl. What if she performed and Lilith missed it?

She glanced back again to the sudden commotion that had erupted at the front of the store. Lilith spotted a group of people who looked like they were too rich to be here. One of them caught her eye, a blonde who looked somewhat familiar, maybe from the club, perhaps from a poster on the streets. Whatever Lilith was about to turn her head back to the man when she spotted a familiar ponytail by the couches.

Aha!

"Okay, a quick ride, and you drop me back here." Lilith downed the rest of her mojito with a loud sigh and stood up from the barstool. "I got a date with that mic too, so let's see how fast if this 'fast machine' of yours really is." Lilith slapped ten bucks against the counter of the bar and called over the bartender to pay for her drink. While she waited, she wrote down her number, her name and drew a little heart over each I of her name.

"Come on, we have no time to waist, Mr!" Lilith walked past the group of rich looking snobs who looked like they had escaped a Gothic LARP and their groupies before arriving at the couches of the shop.

When she reached the girl, she had seen moments ago she kissed the napkin, leaving the mark of her red lipstick over Lilith's name before handing it to the girl. "I hope I don't miss your performance." She winked at the pretty stranger before hurrying off to meet the man with the zoot suit by the exit of the shop. Glad that Lilith's back was towards the cute stranger, she rubbed her cheeks to make her blush go away.

Gosh, I hope I didn't make myself look dumb. Sure, Lilith was confident and went for what she wanted, but sometimes people were too cute that it got the better of her at times.

Empyreus Academy

Magic? I am in. Overarching storyline? Double in.

Pyxis's General Interest Check

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Pyxis's General Interest Check

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Noah Kim

N A M E
Noah Kim
A G E
30
H E I G H T
6'1
A P P E R A N C E
Noah has a few scars scarred around his body from the various jobs he has worked over the years. The biggest one being on his right forearm where he was cut by a drunk guy while working as a bouncer a few years ago. He also has several tattoos over his body, most being pieces he has done or seen fro the past. The largest one is of a Korean dragon on his back.

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Issac Nill

N A M E
Issac Nill
A G E
19
E Q I P M E N T
Charge Blade
Armor Set
B I O
Issac was born to a pair of wealthy merchants. They traveled the old world all the time, only staying at a city for a few days to sell, trade, and restock supplies. He grew up around a lot of merchants and hunters alike. At 15 he decided to take an apprenticeship with a local hunter at one of their usual stops. Later on, he decided to join a new things where hunters rode the monsters they were sent to investigate and kill sometimes.

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Sora Yuno

N A M E
Sora Yuno
A G E
18
E Q I P M E N T
Bos
Armor Set
B I O
Sora was born curious and stayed curious all of her life. As a child, she grew to love seeing hunters going and coming from hunts and investigations. As she grew older she began to train to become a Hunter. Her curiosity spike again when she heard of these people called "Riders" and set out to find a way to become a Rider herself. Despite her small stature, she is pretty fast, agile, and quiet.

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : SWAN SONGS, MONDAY EVENING
INTERACTIONS : Charels - @Tyler Night
MENTIONS : Aria - @KatKook}

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"So you are telling me that you are not gonna work anymore because your boyfriend told you so?" Lilith rolled her eyes as she walked down the street from the last parking spot on the street and made her way to Swan Songs. She had seen on Twitter that there was going to be an event going on and she was looking for some casual fun. Maybe hit up the stage, make a fool of herself, drink some, and get a free meal from some sucker in there. The usual. She wore a white bralette with a tan maxi skirt that parted on the leg and her usually silver chain around her neck. It was clear that Lilith was not afraid to show some skin.

"Baby girl, you gotta leave him! If he can't handle the fact that you shake your ass for money he's not it. Weak men like him only mean trouble." Lilith pressed her phone between her ear and her shoulder as she stopped to rummage through her purse to find her car keys. Damn her and all the receipts she always forgot to throw away. Her old Gucci bag was barely holding on to life, and Lilith just kept tugging at its straps looking for the stupid keys.

"But I think I love him! Lily, he is so sweet and even offered to pay for my rent."

"Wait, really? Oh shit." Lilith stopped when she finally found her keys and threw them in one of the side pockets of her purse. "So he's your sugar daddy, pretty much."

"I mean... yes? He agreed that we were gonna be official."

"Babe, I want the best for you, but you gotta make sure he's not gonna leave you." Lilith continued to make her way down to the record shop. A pretty girl in all black had just walked in after putting out a smoke, making Lilith hum softly. Cute and fashionable, like she was trying, but not too much to look cool. Gosh, Lilith would give anything to be that skinny.

"Lily, he's like fifteen years older than me. He's on his fifties now, and he's still looking hot as ever. He has the money. He said he loves me. I love him. I don't see the problem."

"If he really loves you and you love him then I am going to support you, hun. Not every day a millionaire falls for you. Just make sure he is serious about you." Lilith opened the door to Swan Songs and stepped inside with a sigh. "If that asshole does anything to you, you call me, and I will cut his ass."

With a small scan of the store, Lilith wondered to the stage are to look over the list and write herself in out of a whim. She looked over some of the couches to see some of the competition and maybe get a glance at the pretty girl she had seen outside a few moments ago. Sad that she didn't spot her immediately, Lilith made her way to the back of the store where the small bar was located. Maybe the pretty girl had written her name on the list of singers. Lilith would have to keep an eye out on the stage.

"Lily? Did you heard what I said? I have to go, but I'll call you if anything happens. Wish me luck."

"Sorry, I was looking for a hot babe I spotted but she ran away. Sad." Lilith leaned against the counter of the bar, next to a man in a nice zoot suit and waved the bartender over. "Call me if anything happens. Anything. Good luck, hun, bye-bye."

After hanging up, Lilith ordered a Mojito and took a quick glance at the man next to her. "I think the only acceptable time to wear a fedora now aa days is with a zoot suit." She took a small sip of her drink and leaned her elbows against the counter, eyes still on the man.

Warrior's Heaven: Supreme Anime Bullshit

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INTERRACTIONS: CADBURY - @Stern Algorithm

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Morgan was fast asleep just minutes prior to Cadbury's burst into his room. The day before had been a pretty important one for the young man. London's Fashion week was just weeks away, and Morgan had yet to find suitable outfits for every day of the week. He had been invited to attend by Herny Holland and his husband and oh my gosh, was Morgan exited to finally be recognized by someone from the fashion industry and by someone who's fashion he liked, which was why he was still asleep at almost eleven in the morning. The day before he had spent all of his night trying to plan outfits and eating candy, which in result kept him up till five in the morning. It wouldn't have been a problem for Morgan if it hadn't been for Cadbury.

And so Morgan found himself in the middle of Madison Square Garden in his pink bunny pajamas. Luckily his Alexander Wang Attice Soft Mini Fanny Pack was strapped across his chest and the old leather-bound grimoire on his hand. Morgan stood there for a second or two trying to adjust to the sudden brightness of the world around him. He remembered falling asleep around five in the morning at home, so the concept of time seemed so alien to Morgan right now. It had been morning then, and now it was morning all over again?

"Cadbury?" Morgan yawned and continued to look around, still trying to figure out what the fuck was going on. "Where the fuck are we?" There was no time for his cute companion to answer Morgan, though. Screams erupted around them, and people ran frantically. Morgan's eyes snapped open to the sudden sense of death all around. He could feel the gooey and slimy feeling of souls just being ripped away from their bodies left and right. He could hear people's screams cut short just as their lives ended by the hands of what seemed to be their own shadows.

"Fuuuuuuuuu... ck." Morgan took one quick look at Cadbury before opening the spell book on his hands as quickly as he could. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What the hell is this?! Why didn't you warn me? You could have at least let me change out my pajamas!" Morgan continued to complain as he flipped through the pages of his book. First, he needed to know what the hell was happening and why. And how. Though the why was something Morgan would rather find out now than later, the how would be left for later.

Morgan closed his eyes momentarily and began casting Omen Reading, within seconds, he saw the first few seconds of what had transpired. The whole thing started close to Liberty Island, where the source of this madness was most likely still. It didn't matter right now, though, as Morgan noticed, shadows approaching him and Cadbury with speed.

Morgan tugged Cadbury's teal cupcake wrapper and motioned the little bunny to follow him as he took off running. Gosh, how he hated running. Even more so without shoes! How he wished Cadbury had woken him up. As soon as this whole thing was over, he was going to give than chocolate bunny a piece of his ear: Cadbury and their stupid game.

Oh, Morgan could kill for some breakfast right now. Anything.

Oh, right.

Morgan came to a halt to dish out a jolly rancher from his fanny pack and popped it into his mouth. The sudden sweetness almost made him forget about the dying people around him. Right. Cadbury had brought him here to start their little game of theirs and win. He also almost forgot about the shadows chasing them. Morgan turned just in time to extend his hand and summon a barrier of undead to protect him and Cadbury from the incoming attacks of the shadow things.

People? Demons? There was so much death around him that he couldn't tell if these shadows were undead or ghost or demons. Or anything. The sense of death was just so overwhelming and almost disgusting. Almost.

"We need to find someone, anyone still alive." Morgan put both hands up as more shadows began to surround them. The wall of undead would only hold for a limited time, and Morgan was not ready to fight so many in one go. His only option was to summon a wave of his minions to wipe out the surrounding area. Morgan needed time and help. So with the wall still around them, Morgan pushed forward down one of the bloodied and body covered paths of Central Park. Morgan was used to death. The smell and color of blood was not something he was unfamiliar to him, but he had never seen death to this scale. It made his stomach turn despite the jelly rancher in his mouth.

"I wish I was back in Paris in my big bed with all of my stuffed animals getting ready for fashion week. Dummy Cadbury, couldn't your game wait a few more weeks?" Morgan whined just before of the shadows forced itself through the protective wall of the undead. The shadow, covered in blood, wasted no time and pushed its black hand into Morgan's shoulder. The young man only managed to dodge in time for the attack to brush his shoulder and into the pajamas and his skin.

Morgan gasped loudly and looked between the torn fabric and the already attacking shadow. "No! My silk pajamas! These were five hundred dollars you cock!" His hand glowed a bright shade of pink before a knife of crystalized blood appeared; it almost looked like it was made out of ruby, on his hand and cut down the shadow. "I am so mad. No breakfast. No clothes. No fashions week." He wanted to get enough cute and fashionable outfits before this game of Cadbury's even started. Now he was going to be forced to fight on his jammies — not the greatest first impression.