MarshiestMallow

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Cassie couldn't say truly why it pleased her that Eclipse Princess called out to her, but perhaps it was merely because she had feared that nothing would break through the...frenzy of the battle, or indeed the shell Eclipse seemed to have erected around herself. She turned around as the Outlaws attacked, but she need not have worried. Right then, Nies felt torn. She owed Jukebox a debt, but she couldn't make herself walk away from Eclipse. Watching her fight, Nies knew she could take care of herself, yet what if something happened?

Torn, Nies tilted her head, listening, she thought she could still make out Jukebox's music, so the boy was still alive. the only problem presented to Nies now was how to get there, when she was alone. She laid a hand on her dagger, but knew if it came to a massive battle, she would lose. Her safest bet was to stay near Eclipse and Nix, but she didn't want to be a hindrance to either of them.

Yet she had got through the city, to here, so she could get to Jukebox. But where was he? It seemed that many paths would intersect, and for now she was better to stay alive herself. Shifting, she made to stay within site of Eclipse and Nix.

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

mmmm

so so

not too good right now.

my head is pounding like it's being hit by a hammer

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

The sad things is we've been in a date, and it was frigging fantastic. We talk everyday, but there's never a hint of going out again.

You're talking to the queen of friend zone. My first crush was my brothers best friend but he just considered me a friend. That sucked so bad because he was my friend first and my brother stole him! I was eight, and I still have the heart shaped necklace he gave me on his birthday after making sure I won musical chairs. (I was 13 when I realized I liked him)

There's someone for everyone. You just have to find them.

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

I can't think -.- I've been staring at the four lines j managed so far for ages

I have someone I really like and hope to call boyfriend, if either of us would stop being so damn shy and ask the other out

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Huh

I don't know what to post but I'll try and post shortly

Academy of heroes and villains: a new year

I'll see about posting tonight got four tests and it's getting hard to do anything

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

flops down

Burst link! welcome to the accel world (accel world role play-reboot!)

Ill see if I can post later today

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Working n a post now

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

Connor

Location: forest
Interacting with:@BeautifulSnow Vanessa

Connor tilted his head at the howl, but stayed where he was, crouched by his truck. He watched Vanessa's progress over the shore, quivering slightly as his senses still seemed full of that blood, so fresh. But the thought of doing what had been done to his father, to him was repulsive, and that seemed to overwhelm the urge to turn back around. He gave a whine as Vanessa approached, shifting back from her. How did animal manage to communicate without words? It seemed hopelesslly complicated. He lay his head on his paws, and gave a huff.

Vanessa's words were not a comfort to Connor, whose whole world seemed upside down. His mind was still trying to figure out how it was possible to do this, without being horribly mutated, and he dreaded the change back to human. .It wasn't s much scary as it was frustrating, not being able to figure out how. It was like he had come to a wall he couldn't climb. It seemed he didn't have a choice as Vanessa started to run. Buddy? That made it seem like he was someones dog, and he growled. Before he knew it, he was running, paws thundering on the ground. He ran smoothly, He could see that he was closing in on her, and suddenly it wasn't about running, but rather the chase. But what was the goal? Was it Vanessa herself, or was it simply winning? Winning what? Again before he knew what he was doing, he pounced.

Not putting much force into it, not wanting to hurt Vanessa, he still hit her like a puppy pouncing on a sibling, learning to play. He growled, but it was more for the feel of it then anything else. Without thinking, he licked her snout, before rolling away.

"I'm not scared. Merely trying to process how this is possible. No creature has the ability to show distort their shape. Perhaps I stumbled onto some hallucinogenic plants and this is all a wild vision"" Yet Connor knew it wasn't, yet going through such things, logically, helped him.

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Cassandra

Location: camp grounds
Interacting with:@Maria 127@BlackPanther

It was perhaps Cassandra's strength of will, or perhaps it was the simple fact that she didn't want to be helpless again, listening to her fathers noises of pain and his sobs as he realised her mother was dead only t his time it was listening to her friends suffering, and she pushed aside the blackness, and suffered through the pain, struggling up again, swaying. Unable to make herself look into the tent, not wanting to see if the girls were dead or managled, not quite strong enough, she left the opening she had made, and stumbled to Gage and Aron. She fell more then sank to the ground.

"You're in shock" she said to Gage, Cassandra's voice sounded far away even to her. "Blankets" She murmured, once more wishing they had managed to light a fire. "I can't help get him in, Gage, and neither can you." She looked to the officer, and said in a voice that wavered, "There's some blankets in the RV, can you get them? And maybe see if you can get warm water?" the feel of the warm blood flowing down her arm and god knows where else made her sick, and not caring she pulled off the tattered remains of her shirt and pressed it against her arm, weakly. "And there are others in the forest, someone said they were coming up here too. I hope she's okay" now it seemed she was just talking to keep herself awake, not knowing she had lost a lot of blood, and that there were claw marks over her chest, and stomach. The most pain seemed to be coming from her arm and hand. Her eyes were glassy, but she knew if she passed out again she might not wake.

"My guitar..." the thought of her guitar stirred her, and she glanced around the camp for it.