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6 yrs ago
Current Yo, I want missile turtles. That sounds so dope.
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6 yrs ago
Whoring my rp out cause I have nothing better to do: roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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6 yrs ago
Made a thing, I happen to think it's a pretty neat thing. You should look at it roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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6 yrs ago
I finally finished this after trying to figure out the plot for a week XD roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
6 yrs ago
I need a new game to play T_T

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My name is Alora, most people call my Ally.




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@PrinceAlexus i have finished my CS.


I just need to add her family of other references, I've been working my butt off the last few days and haven't had a chance.
I guess I'll let people see Manami then, just so I can show off all my hardwork lol

Mine is done as well :3
Thought I would say I'm working on my own character!


With breakfast happily consumed and Jagger content with how he looked, the male Pixie finally made his way from his tiny abode to his place of business down below. Unlike everyone else who had to use the front door to enter the cafe, Jagger's home had it's own door that led into the staff lounge, all the workers knew where it led and knew not to enter. While he wasn't scary in the least, more cuddly than anything, people respected him and he appreciated it. The last the he or maybe anyone would want was someone going through their home.

The pink-haired male crept into the building and silently shut the door behind him, moving silently through the kitchen until he was just about to enter the cafe itself when he spotted a familiar flame. "Fiona ~" He called out in a song-song tone, waving with all the enthusiasm in the world. His nose twitched as the smell of coffee hit him and with a giddy step he gravitated towards the coffee machine. "Oh and you already started coffee, it's like you read my mind. I have such reliable workers" he cooed.

Jagger happily made a cup of coffee for himself, dressing it up with enough creamer and sugar to put anyone else into a sugar coma. Taking a gentle sip of the steaming liquid he glanced out the tinted window to see people already lining up at the door, a smile slipping across his features. It made the male swell with pride to know that people were to fond of his cafe. It wasn't even anything special, just a place he made so people like himself could find a place to belong. He wanted people to feel like they could come to his cafe and feel like they had a place to run if things ever got bad.

The sound of a bell caused Jagger to look towards the front to see Riley, just like with the fiery entity that was Fiona he waved excitedly. "Morning Riley!" He watched her a moment as she headed into the kitchen and the returned to peer outside, wondering what kind of people would show up today.

As workers of all shapes, sizes and colors filtered into the Cafe jagger took the time to gaze at the interior, wondering just how he would pull off what he was imagining in his head. He knew he didn't want to do everything through illusions, no he did want some sort of realism....but what would it be? The male tapped his chin as he contemplated for a few moments before looking at the clock. Oh it's opening time!

With way too much pep in his step the male walked over to the door and flipped the old-fashioned sign that said closed to open. While he could have a very modern and high-tech place he preferred the aesthetic and feel that an old-time cafe brought. He was certain that the guests enjoyed it too, why else would they keep showing up. Probably the cakes honestly.... he thought. His cooks took great care to make the pastries and side dished that they served with their drinks, even he rarely ate anything that wasn't made in the cafe.


"Gir'ls don't like me ~"


"Severin! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

A loud, high-pitched screeched stopped a pink-haired male from continuing his path down a hallway, a confused look swept across his perfect features. First, who the hell thought it was a good idea to scream in this kind of environment. Second, why the hell were they screaming his name?

Severin stopped moving and turned towards the voice, a girl with blonde hair and an incredibly angry face marched towards him, poking a finger into his chest quite roughly. "What did you do to Jagger?! He just broke up with me after hanging out with you last night - what did you say to him. I asked you to help our relationship, not fuck it up!" God her voice was like nails on a chalk board, no wonder all Jagger did was complain....but then again that wasn't the only reason he had broken up with this blonde-headed bimbo.

A sigh slipped past the males lips as she settled a hand on his hip, staring down at the shorter girl. "Oh hun, let me tell you now that it's a good thing he hung out with me. We had such a fun night, I don't think I've ever had someone give me a run for my money." He said, watching with amusement as her eyes grew wider and wider, there was no way his words meant anything else. "In fact, I think he said he wanted to meet up again tonight, apparently he just couldn't get enough."

"Honestly what the hell does that even mean, you guys just hung out and did shit like play video games or something. It couldn't have been that exhausting to push a few buttons. Now tell me what you said to him."

A laugh erupted from Severin's chest, how stupid could she really be. "If that's what you think we did you should talk to him. Ask him what he thought about being my plaything for the night, and before you say something else stupid let me enlighten you - think dirty sweeitie, you should know I'm not all cupcakes and rainbows ~"

Before she could screech anything else the pixie quickly made an exit, giving the girl a little wave. She was standing there with her mouth agape, looking like she had gotten the most surprising news of her life...well she sort of had. Who wouldn't look like that if they found out their boyfriend had slept with another man. This wasn't the first time Severin had done something like this, no not at all. He was honestly surprised that more people didn't know about his little games.

Severin made his way to the cafeteria, his stomach required food and he was craving something sweet. Teal-colored eyes scanned the area to find place to sit, they eventually settled on a little human girl. She seemed quite pleased with the cup of liquid she held between her palms. A small smile slipped across his lips, humans were so easily amused. Severin walked over to her and sat down near her.

"I do find it cute how happy you seem with such a simple drink, I would love to hear why it makes you so joyous." He asked, resting his chin on the palm of his hand as he looked at the human girl quizzically. Though before much more conversation could ensue someone tripped over the human girl's foot, based on her aura a vampire. Severin gestured to the student who had merely kept walking without even apologizing. "He should be the only with the apologies since he's the one who caused you to fall, perhaps I'll pay him a visit later." he mused, wondering what kind of nightmares such a large person had. Though now wasn't the time for that, "I'm not sure about this cutie here as I've just sat down myself, but I would love to have someone else to talk to, it gets awfully boring in this place." Severin said to the vampire girl, a large yet honest smile on his face before looking at the human was he had originally planned to converse with.



The white-haired girl sat in her chair, looking back and forth between the reptilian boy and the fairy. "Nello?" She echoed when he spoke, the named seemed to definitely fit him. She did hear him begin to say something else however he seemed to stop himself, why she didn't know. Almost as if he was in a rush Nello excused himself and went on his merry way. While she was certainly confused as to why he had left so suddenly she wasn't going to pry, it was rude to get into other people's business!

Eira turned her icy eyes to the girl just in time to hear her name Eira turned her icy eyes to the girl just in time to hear her name "Arieen, that is such a lovely name!" She exclaimed with a smile, waving a slim hand in return. When Arieen offered to escort her to class , the same one she was actually on her way to herself, she couldn't help but hopping off the chair in a rush of excitement. She had never walked to class with someone before, oh so many new things were happening today! "I actually have offensive magic as well, so I would love to walk to class with you." She tried not to act too excited, in all honestly her heart was filled with happiness but she didn't want to scare anyone off by being too obnoxious - at least not yet.

"Perhaps you can give me some pointers, aren't Fae really good with magic?" She asked with a small head tilt. Because Eira didn't do good with confrontation and battle magic she had a hard time completely using her abilities - she could definitely do some strong burst damage but because she didn't really want to hurt anyone actually applying that burst was hard. She didn't want to do something wrong and kill someone.


Arieen watched Nello and Nocturne leave, a look of disappointment crossing her face before vanishing just as quickly. She turned back to Eira, her admirer. How nice it felt to have someone fawn over her. She would definitely have to keep the girl around, if only to act as a sort of confidence booster. Or, perhaps, their acquaintanceship would blossom into something more friendly! This fair-skinned goddess of a woman would make the perfect partner, in combat and in court.

"Why thank you! Eira is enchanting as well." It was only fair to return to compliment in kind. Hooking an arm, Arieen waited for Eira to take it so she could lead the girl to offensive magic. The class itself wasn't too dull, but she'd much rather skip attending it at all and listen to this girl flatter not only herself, but her race as well!

"It's true, most fae are capable when it comes to magic. There are some that are lacking, but I'm not one of them. If you ever need help with your magic, I'm around." She tittered, her smile only growing. Her wings were such a vibrant orange at this point that it looked like the result of turning one's saturation all the way up in Photoshop.

A sudden pop alerted her, and Arieen pulled her Nexus out of her pocket. Smiling, she peered at the notification. "It appears as though I've received a mission! Would you like to attend it with me?'



A splash of red colored Eira's cheeks as she was complimented on her name, her heart fluttering with happiness. It was almost too much for her to handle, speaking and making friends with someone. She couldn't believe that she wasn't acting a total fool either, usually she tripped over what to say or how to act and came off as weird or even rude. Though right now she seemed to find the words.

With a little laugh Eira hooked her arm through Arieen's, offering the pretty fae a kind and gentle smile, "I might have to take you up on that, while my magic is better suited to Offensive magic it seems I can't always get a handle on it. Chessire keeps telling me I don't put enough heart into my magic - but then again he's kind of crazy" She joked, her eyes continuously being drawn to the brightness of her wings. They certainly were wonderful, like a permanent mood ring.

As the pair chatted on the way to their class Arieen pulled out her Nexus and then asked Eira if she wanted to go on a mission with her. The girl's eyes lit up at the question, this was the first time she had ever been asked voluntarily to go on a mission with someone! Trying to not sound too happy Eira nodded her head, grabbing Arieen's hands in a move of excitement and happiness. "Of course! I'll try my best to not be a burden!" It was something she was always worried about when going on a mission, she constantly thought about what would happen if she weren't strong enough to protect someone, especially someone she thought was a friend.



Arieen giggled, waving off Eira's last statement. "I don't believe you'll be a burden to me in the slightest, Eira. Now, let's go grab our gear and head off. It's just a few goblins, according to the Nexus. Nothing we should be afraid of." Leading her away from the classrooms and toward the armory, Arieen pressed 'accept mission' on her Nexus.

"What is it you use for battle, anyways?"


Eira walked alongside Arieen, a happy little per in her step would have been quite noticeable. When asked what she used for a weapon she shook her head, "I actually don't fight with a weapon, or I haven't tried to at least. I know very little actual combat so I fight primarily with my magic, though I do use a pendent that lets my control my magic better. It's also easier to do magic when I'm not all human-looking - but it's just easier to use a medium." She explained, looking to the Fairy girl. "What about you? You seem like the kind of person who has all sorts of things up their sleeve."



Arieen felt her dumbfounded joy calming into something more neutral. She couldn't be all happy right before a battle, after all. Who knew what it would do to her constructs and illusions? As they stepped into the armory, Arieen took in the heady smells of weapon polish. It was comforting to her, her wings becoming a light shade of powder blue. "Well, friend, I prefer to use a bow in combat. I fight with range on my side."

She smiled, dropping Eira's arm just long enough to take her favored bow off the wall. It shifted into a bracelet, cuffing around her arm with a click. She took a quiver of arrows as well, and it became a backpack that nestled between her wings.

"Now, why don't we go to the portal room while you tell me all about this 'not human-looking' form of yours?"
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