MarshiestMallow

A Game of Love

Tabitha, just staring at everyone weirdl y and drawing them XD

A Game of Love

Tabitha

Tabitha was staring at a couple of individuals, trying to instill them in her mind, their details, the shapes of their eyes, noses, mouth, ears, the way their hair moved in the wind, the way they moved, or leaned. She studied one guy for a full three minutes, watching as he walked through the park, appearing troubled, or at least certainly having dark thoughts, matching the outward appearance of dark hair and yet he seemed at ease, walking through the beautiful nature and even smiling kindly at people. She watched him for a time, trying to capture that smile, dropping her eyes back to the paper and quickly sketching it in, keeping it in the front of her mind, glancing up again tocatch another detail or two, taking a moment to search for the man again.

Satisied, she bowed her head, quickly sketching in the details, the slightly mussed appearance with his hair in the wind, the brooding attitude, so at odds witht he kind smile. She found a sort of peace in herself as she tried to bring to life the man on paper. Slowly she filled in the details with percise strikes, and satisfied, she leaned back, flicking the page to colour it in later. While Tabitha was more into abstract art, drawing people could be really therapeutic, and she was slowly starting to feel better. She scanned the people once more, eyes landing on a woman, white hair, extremely pale, and she could imagine that under those sun glasses, she had the pink red eyes of someone that was an albino. Tabitha watched her a moment, intrigued, before she bowed over her sketch pad, quickly sketching in the details, the wispy quality the woman's hair seemed to have in the slight breeze caused by her walking, the way the sunglasses sat on the woman's nose, the way the woman walked in her heels-and really, who could ever walk in hells? Tabitha found herself smiling, relaxing and letting the art flow over her.

Leaning back after a few moments, Tabitha studied the image of the woman she had just drawn, wishing she could see the woman's eyes, but nevertheless satisfied with it. Moving on, her gaze landed on a red-headed young woman who appeared...troubled? Niesha watched her as she entered the park, studying her for a moment, wondering what was up, before putting pencil to paper, and quickly drawing the details that had intrigued, spending a little bit of time trying to capture everything. By now Tabitha was feeling more normal, and she was capturing details that others might not see, pouring emotion into the drawings. She sighed happily, returning to the first drawing on the man, and quickly feeling in anything little she may have missed, before reaching for her colours, starting to put those details in.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, this....marriage thing. Maybe it wouldn't be confining. Maybe she could still be...free. And maybe whoever it was....would actually like her. Carefully trying to get the percise shade of the mans eyes, Tabitha sighed. Might as well wish for a bucket of gold at the end of a rainbow.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

I did start another post...but I'm exhausted now....I'll finish in the morning ^,^

Where hearts lie

Callie didn't have a chacne to say a counter-incantation, the wind knocked out of her as Caius pushed her down, the warmth of his body pressed to her. If it wasn't for the deadly spell, Callie might have enjoyed herself, The presense and threat of someone that wanted to harm her kind of threw that out the window. She reached out as he rose, gently racking her nails across his bare skin to get a focusing object that would let her dispell the spell he had taken for her.

She murmurred a few words as Caius faced the witch that had attacked them, rising slowly herself, muttering the words over and over and over to break the charm, She snarled as witch disappeared, moving to Caius and laying her hand on his, muttering the words once more the fully break the spell, feeling it break with a small flash of power.

"I'm sorry, Caius" She said softly, "I didn't think anyone would attack us...me here" She said guiltly, reaching up to run a hand through her hair, "Are you okay?" She asked worried, gently turning to him, laying her hand against his chest and leaning up to give him a soft kiss. @Kyrisse

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

The uneven ground caused Cody to sway, but he never once lost his balance. He was well aware that there was danger all around him, but Cody didn't let that phase him. The way the earth moved was not to be thought about, and the enviromental gases and minerals wove together to create a unique scent that began to overpower cody's senses. Cody's step was sure, and he never once stumbled nor pressed his feet where he could fall into the immense darkness of cracks. Cody could feel his lungs constantly healing with the damage the air was doing to the fragile organs. With each breath of air, a small spark of energy would zoom off to fix the damage, replacing the damaged lining.

The stone golems around him were daunting, to say the least, but Cody wasn't afraid. Merely...timid. He kept the graceful, balanced walk, his long strides eating the unstable ground, and his voice echoed out over the area, a mournful sound that was nevertheless hopeful, as he continued on his way. while he could not see the golems, cody could hear them coming for him, and the young man gave no sign he even knew they were coming, trendils of light moving about with his steps, snaking through the ground towards the oncoming creatures, weaving a veritable net that rose to encase the stone beings.

Cody continued walking, not harming the beings but seeking to stop them from harming him. He wanted to show that he was like them, and not only that, that he didn't want to harm them. His skin glowed slightly as he continued to walk, continued to sing. He wasn't going to turn around, simply because they sent minions to try and deal with him.

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"maybe it's not so much stopping it as it is...convincing the twins that they would be in safe hands with Cody. If anyone can do it, cody can" Caits said, keeping the plane level.

"We believe in him, Gershwin. That's what we do"

A Game of Love

^.^ awesomeness!

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

I have an expansive vocabulary, but I don't think i have ever heard the word verbose!

A Game of Love

Gordo

The young man was helping a giggling girl find what she wanted, wondering why teenage girls always felt the need to giggle. he explained the components of the computer, that it was one that was for more then facebook, instant messaging and surfing the next and that if that was all she wanted it for, she should get a cheaper one, stating that the one she was looking at was more for a gaming compuure then anything so mundane. The girl just giggled through it, and went to buy it anyway. Amazed, Gordo watched her go, perplexed.

"Why are you always trying to get people to buy the cheaper versions?" a co-worker asked, "Don't you need to commission for college?"

Gordo shrugged. The young man wasn't that worried about money, despite his pretenses "Just don't like good equipment going to people that don't appreciate them" He said, but he just simply didn't like to cheat people when there was something more suited to their needs. His co-worker gave a shrug, and rolled his eyes, as if Gordo was crazy. Continuing to work, Gordo thought on what was coming. Not wanting to be alone anymore, and not really have anyone else, Gordo had decided to do something most people would consider drastic. He kenw he wasn't much of a catch, and knew that only people who were interested in his money if they knew about it would go for him. Gordo wanted to bond with someone, to learn all there was to learn about them, to fall in love and get married. He had recently come to the conclusion that it didn't necessarily need to be in that order. He could do it backward.

If anyone knew what he was going to do, they would think he was even crazier then they already did, but was it so bad to want someone? to want to come home to someone, to tell them about his day, hear about theirs? he had been alone so long....Gordo sighed to himself, and went to clock out, hands in his pocket and backpack over his shoulder, his long strides eating the ground as he walked steadily to his apartment, stopping at a pet store, he stared at a small brown and white puppy, wondering if his bride...whoever she was, might like a puppy. He contemplated that, before continuing on. It was best to wait, he thought, until he met her. Although the puppy had been cute.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

ceri

Ceri

Name:
Ceriweydn Jones

Appearance:
Asheligh stands at 5"6, her black hair extends to her shoulders, her brown eyes are deep and troubled. She has a light skin tone, and a fine complextion. She has a scar under one eye, faded and old. She typically wears dark clothes, almost "Punk" Like.

Height:
five foot six

Age:
Ceri is actually unsure of her age. She is either 16, or 17. She doesn't know the year she was born.

Gender:
Female

Race:
Elven

Power:
While Ceri has some magical abilites, her skill lies in other areas.

A living curse That's what Ceri thinks of her abilties. She wishes she never had them, and constantly seeks ways of dulling their affects on her. But she can never get rid of them. Even drugs lost their effect, once Ceri found she could heal herself. A living curse, and one she can't escape from.

Empathy
This is Ceri main ability, it's strong, and it causes her pain. The ability to feel others emotions, to constantly feel everything going on around her. She can't control it, can't stop the torrent of emotions. She can control peoples emotions, but she prefers not to.

Telekinesis
This is actually Ceri only power she doesn't wish gone. The ability to make things move? She thinks its way cool.

Healing
The ability to heal might be someone elses dream, but for Ceri, touching people is hard, that explosion of emotion...she can't take it. The ability to heal comes from the mere fact she can follow emotions to the source of the injury, and then use the bodies own empathic state to heal. While it is effective, it exhausts both the user and the patient, and as such there is a risk for large injuries.

Personality:
Ashleigh is a troubled individual. She keeps to herself, prefering her own company then the heart ache others can bring. She is a quite, almost soft young woman. She rarely raises her voice, and indeed she rarely voices her opinion, prefering to watch situations as they happen. She rarely lets anyone come close to her, for fear of getting hurt again.

She is however a rather kind individual, willing to put aside her own fears and doubts for others, particularly if she cares about them. If she can be convinced to let someone it, she will be a valuble asset. However, she considers herself weak and suspetable, based on her past.

Background:
There are many things Ceri will never truly understand. She will never understand why she doesn't know how old she is. She will never understand why she is alive. She was born, on a cold winter night, her mother dying giving birth to her.She will never understand why she was treated as she was-passed along like an object through some of the remaining elven families. They taught her about their race, but never, it seemed, about her family, and herself. She grew up trying not to be a burden. When her abilties develop, ceri ran away.

After a few months, Ceri eventually found her way to the academy. After sometime, Ceri found herself enrolling in the school, thinking it couldn't be worse then what she had already faced in her short life. she doubted her chances there, but anything was better then living on the street, at least here, she might be able to..stay sane.

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

@hatakekuro

"...If you see a short woman with pink hair, please return her to me"

I might just love you for that. Ineeded that laugh, desperateyl