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Shayre lay still on his back, determined to stay there as long as he could. The leaves above his head were of a beautiful green, and their low rustling was soothing to his ears. Most importantly, they shielded his painfully sensitive eyes from the bright sunlight. Or they almost did: One ray kept peeping through, when the wind moved the leaves. Moaning softly, Shayre tried to shift his head deeper into the shadow. It was only then, when his movement caused small waves to roll over previously dry parts of his skin, that he realized he was wet, lying in a pool of water.
"What..."
Shayre shook his head, trying to get the wooly feeling out of his brain. It hadn't occured to him before when he was lying there, but there was something wrong with his waking up outside. He slowly sat up, using a branch to lift himself. He took some time to look around. The plants around him were huge, and looked exotic. Shayre frowned, blinking his eyes against the light.
"Where am I?"
Getting no answer, since nobody was around, he realized that he had to figure things out on his own. He leaned forward to splash some water in his face in an attempt to jumpstart his brains. It didn't help as well as he had hoped, but he did feel slightly less sick, and with some trouble he managed to get up. Taking another look at the sun he decided to start walking in a random direction.
Btw, I put everybody's character sheet in my first post. To make everything fit in with eachother I changed the layout a bit, if I made a mistake in the progress, please tell me so I can change it around.
Red Akuma said
Yay I'm glad this will get started. This reminded me of the manga Cage of Eden, so I'm happy.


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That one (and 7 seeds) were the inspiration for this actually... So you understand the feeling I'm going for :P
Ah I am sorry, I'm in an orchestra and we had a few days training, from now on I should be back :P (although I do have a concert in a few hours, but after that)

I like all characters so far and they are all approved

I hope Steven works out, it would definitely be interesting...

I will have the first IC post up later today, for anyone who is interested in joining but hasnt yet: Since it is IC that people get placed in this world at different times, we will be open for new characters for as long as this RP lasts.
Okay, let me get my own up as well then

Name: Shayre
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Personality: Quick and brazen one moment, quiet and brooding the next, Shayre's behavior changes quickly without warning. He is aware of this, and slightly freaked out by it. He tries to keep it in control, acting out emotions he knows should be there when they're not.
No matter what, he is loyal to his friends at all moments, and he does his best to keep everybody safe.

History: Shayre doesn't speak about his past, and even claims to have forgotten most of it. It is clear though that something in his life before coming here that caused his moodswings, because nothing triggers these as quickly as trying to figure out something about his past.
Open for romance: Yes
Sexuality: Heterosexual

(btw Aww Inuyasha! I used to love that anime so much)
Arriving at the small flat she called home now, she took a quick look at the shoebox on top of the drawers. It hadn't moved. Of course it hadn't. A tug in her heart made her move closer, grabbing the box and opening it. Her throwing knives lay on top, taken good care off like she was taught. She moved dubious ingredients and parts aside absentmindedly as she digged deeper, finding what she sought: A crumbled picture of them all, smiling brightly towards the camera.
It was taken on a so called 'Holiday'. As all holidays in their family, it had been a mask for their hunting trip to some faraway area, but still. It had been a great time.
Fath Mathias' face was scratched through, she remembered doing it in a fit of rage only half a year ago.
She smiled sourly and put the picture back.
Perhaps...
The idea played in her mind, despite active effort on her side to push it away.
She could call them. Together they could clear the forest in no time...
She frowned, placing the lid back on the box.
She could see them all again...
Angrily she kicked the shoebox away, watching it slide under her desk as she turned around and got her smartphone out. There had to be a different way to handle this.
Thanks, I hope she will.
I cant wait to have Taya join the rest...
"What is with the sudden mood swing? You were okay with this whole idea all this time! We have worked on it for months! And now suddenly you go and decide that everything should be different?"
Her friends voice was shrill with anger.
Taya turned around with an irritated look on her face.
"Why is this so important to you? I let you choose the decor, the colors, everything! Can't you at least let me choose the location?"
She frowned, frantically trying to come up with a good reason why it would be a bad idea to hold their play at a forest, that she just found out was infested with supernatural creatures... One that didn't make her sound like she escaped from the mental asylum.
Natalie looked at her like she just insulted her dead grandmother, and to be honest, Taya knew she wasnt making sense. Of course they had worked on everything together, Natalie had written the script, Taya had given life to the scenes, and together they had worked hours on completing the stage. And everything was designed with this forest in mind. There was no way she could convince Natalie to change locations.

"Natalie..."
She tried a last time to convince her best friend, but Natalie just gave her a dirty look and stormed away.
Taya sighed. There was no stopping it: The play would be there, at full moon, in a forest full of creatures of the night. It was an easy conclusion; people would die.
Absentmindedly she played with her necklace, considering for a moment... No, she couldn't. There were too many, besides she hadn't practiced in almost a year.
I'm just going to post this in case I can still join, if I can't, just ignore it I guess.

Name:
Taya Blackwell

Age:
18

Appearance: Beautiful black locks of hair frame an attractive face. Her eyes are of a purple hue you have never seen before in a human, but perhaps she is wearing contacts. She looks slightly haughty, but this seems to come from sadness rather than arrogance. She wears an intricate golden necklace. The only thing ruining her appearance is a scar in her neck. When she is lost in thoughts she often touches it.


Short bio:
Taya used to be a prodigy: The best at fighting, the best at class. Everything came easy to her, and she took pride in training. Mathias was her father and he meant everything to her.
Then, one day, she met a boy at school, Alan Ricman. He was popular, he was good at sports, he shared her interests, even in unusual weapons. He was perfect, and her falling in love with him was inevitable. One day her father came to her and told her about a werewolf at her school they needed to exterminate. Of course, it turned out to be Alan. Taya was hardbroken, but still believed that Alan loved her, so when Mathias and the others killed him something broke inside of her. She left the house and has not contacted the family since. She took her weapons with her, but hasn't trained with them anymore.

Weapons:
Throwing knives
Poison pins

Slayer Weapon:
Her necklace is in fact the Sudarshan Chakra, and can grow in size to a maximum diameter of 1,5 meters:



This spinning disc is impossibly sharp and emits flames when thrown. Spinning it around her finger causes it to emit a blinding light that hurts especially supernaturals. It functions as some kind of (deadly) frisbee, returning to her hand.
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