Polaris North

Pokémon Mystery Dungeons - Stargate [ALWAYS ACCEPTING!]

Oh, I was waiting for someone else as well. In that case, I'll get a post up later.

(High Casual) An Age Old Feud II

@ErsatzEmperor

Yeah, perhaps. I'll add that but he still doesn't have much of an opinion on him.

Chicken Leg [OPEN]

Jonathan McCallen

Jonathan watched as the kid went inside to see the state of the two bodies. The masked male turned his attention back to the doors and then opened them to reveal a spider girl. Oh, he had been meaning to talk to her for the past few days he'd spent here in Pallet Town. Though, he would've liked to meet her in less... chaotic circumstances. While he would've liked to stay and talk, he really need to find the boss and see what he would think of this situation. However, she had posed a question and he felt duty bound to respond to it. "Yes, we are fine. There are two dead bodies inside, both chefs I would presume. The zombie's taken care of, but still no idea how it got in here." He then looked at the zombie and his bashed skull and had the urge to kick it. If anything, it reminded him of his little sister who had perished because of them. However, he didn't exactly have the want to be seen as more of a lunatic than before.

Before he could step outside to look for the boss, the soldiers began swarming inside. Well, they took their sweet time getting there. Jonathan stepped aside so that they could access the kitchen. He could see their wary eyes looking back and forth - cautiously assessing them because of their likely involvement at one point. He had no reason to lie. They pointed their guns at him and he eased his hold of his metal pipe, not wishing to drop it but still wanted to keep it close. It was a rather important item to him after all. Their combined aggressive voices was really annoying since they couldn't find a calm and logical way of finding out what happened. One of them kept prodding him while poking his chest - it was either an accusation or a question. Jonathan replied to everything honestly, dissuading the accusation and then telling them that he had merely arrived on the scene when he heard the scream and then incapacitated the zombie so that it would not harm anyone else. They could go ask the natives and see how the reacted to his story. It should be good, since he was telling the truth. Though, was there anyone who saw it?

Hearing that the boss would be coming, he seemed to ease up. Jonathan knew that he would questioned once more, but the boss had a relatively calm mind and a good head on his shoulders so perhaps it wouldn't be too bad.

Warrior Cats; The Valley

@The Elvenqueen

All too true. But hey, just wanted to know.

Ah, a disease. I kind of like the idea actually. Let's see what the boss thinks about it.

(High Casual) An Age Old Feud II

I am also pretty much done with Jax's relationship chart.

@ErsatzEmperor Really didn't know what to put on Amberlin's so I just left it blank for now.

Warrior Cats; The Valley

@ViolentViolet

I think they're pretty cool too. Cliffclan and Lightclan strikes the most interest with me. Still interested in making a Medicine Cat for either clans.

Oh, but I do have a question - aren't Medicine Cats supposed to be single for the rest of their lives since they've devoted their being entirely to help other cats and to Starclan? I think that was in one of the Warrior Codes, actually.

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@RumikoOhara

Working on it boss.

Let's Rob a Magic Museum [Urban Fantasy] [Party of Thieves]

Seems interesting, sign me up.

Warrior Cats; The Valley

Hm, I've always looked for Warrior Cats RPs. I've got a few OCs here.

I got no ideas for now for worldbuilding, to be honest. I'll say something when I come up with an idea.

(High Casual) An Age Old Feud II

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Prince Jaxton Hardin of Sliabh

Location; Kingdom of Abhainn
Interacting With; Queen Mira @MissCapnCrunch - Princess Elaisse @FernStone

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Jaxton hadn't been particularly excited for this day. He was neither celebrating nor lamenting the leaving of Julianna. On one hand, he was glad that the treaty might be honored and that it would bring peace to the land. On the other hand, he would be losing a close friend. He knew that there is a chance for him to still interact with her and he didn't doubt that he would find a way to make it happen if it weren't, but the fact that she would be living the kingdom entirely seemed like a surreal idea. His hands curled up to a fist and he couldn't help but sigh. He was snapped out of his thoughts when they hit a particularly bad bump. It didn't seem to affect the others inside the carriage as they all were silent as well, so he assumed that it was only because he was so deep in thought that it felt like it was really bad. He looked out of the carriage window, the view of the castle of Abhainn looming closer and closer with each passing second. He'd never personally been there so he felt a little nervous. The presence of his mother stopped him from tapping his leg as they waited. Once more taken out of his thoughts but now because of his mother, he smiled at her and said. "Yeah, I guess. I just hope King Maddox will be nice to her."

After what seemed to have been forever to Jaxton, the carriage stopped and the door opened. He nodded at his mother's instructions and then put on his best royal smile. After Elaisse exited the carriage, he followed. When they were talking about them being welcomed, he didn't actually expect for so many people to be present. There were so many people, and their eyes were all on the carriage that held Julianna. Of course their attention would be towards her, for she would be their future Queen. If he had been in their position, he would certainly be looking at her with great interest and perhaps even a little bit of judgement. After hearing the carriage door open, he turned his attention to there. She seemed rather nervous. 'Of course she'd be nervous Jax. You would't even be able to move in a situation like that.' A voice inside his head bit back. He had his hands folded behind his back to look formal, but it was also to hide the fact that he was fiddling his fingers. Despite the fact that everyone was looking at Julianna, he wasn't exactly fond of seeing so many nobles all at once. He's experienced this in court, when his father decided that it may be a good idea to let him taste what it feels like to be heading a meeting. He never felt so nervous in his life, and perhaps that became the cause of him involuntarily feeling nervous whenever around such people.

Jaxton turned towards the royalty of Abhainn - King Maddox and Prince Lucian. One could easily admit that King Maddox definitely had charm, as evidenced by his aunt's actions. Perhaps it would be good after all? Prince Lucian didn't really stand out to him aside from the fact that they looked around the same age. He smiled and nodded his head at them as a form of greeting and he looked like he was looking forward to seeing and interacting wiht Prince Lucian later. Another person stood out from the crowd as she approached Julianna. It was Amaranthea - Julianna's handmaiden from before. He remembers quite little about who she was, despite his many interactions with Julianna, but he does remember her being kind to him and how she would frequently be there whenever he was with Julianna. Maybe even a bit of a childhood crush, but that was quickly dashed when she left. "Huh, it's been a while since I've seen Miss Amaranthea. Do you want to catch up with her later?" He whispered to his sister.

When his eyes met with Julianna's, he offered her an encouraging smile. Jaxton adjusted the collar of his suit, an irritated look flashing on his face for a brief moment. However, the fact that he felt the collar was closing on to his neck was merely psychological - the longer he stood there, the more nervous he felt. He leaned towards his sister. "Do you think we can skip out on the formalities and get straight to the party?" He joked with a small smile. If anything, he wanted to be able to walk around freely so perhaps that welcoming ceremony would come soon. Standing there stiffly really wasn't him. He was a restless person after all. The stern look his mother was giving their way was enough to keep him still again.