Raijinslayer

W&T: FT RP!

I don't know what to do with Xavier and Revan.

The Sun Will Never Set (A Statisticless NRP)(It had a good run)

@MihndarAlsl, my nation will probably be your technological competitor when it comes to chemical stuff, as that was goinh to my nation's specialty as well.

The Sun Will Never Set (A Statisticless NRP)(It had a good run)

I'm still working on the NS, but I'd like to make it known that I'm putting up a claim on the land north of Yllendthyr. If someone could tell me how you all made those cool map borders, that would be very helpful.

Legends of Lavanya

"None that can't be solved with a few words, innkeeper, no need for you to get involved." Grimm spoke in a bored tone, not even bothering to look at the man. Instead, his gaze was fixed upon the Dryad's glare, confused by her anger. "What is the matter, Dryad, I only assumed that given your anger towards me, you'd no longer wish to be in my presence, and since I don't feel like moving, told you to move so conflict wouldn't arise. Seems to me that you're looking to start a fight you can't possibly hope to win without outside interference, and while I'd normally wouldn't mind entering a duel with you, I'm currently waiting for a meeting to start and I can't afford to be escorted off the premises."

Grimm let go Tsai's hand before going back to his drawing, this time he was fixing up an older piece that showed a lone Reaper facing off against a large, necromatic dragon, erasing and replacing a few messy lines and polishing up the shading. He took notice of the new arrival who rushed into the ice sculpture,a blond haired girl whose soul spoke of sparks and shocks. Strange . . . the frequency of her soul bears some similarity to that of Criston's . . . I wonder if they're related in anyway. Similar soul frequency is a phenomena that occurs when there is a connection between souls, through either close friendship, romantic relationships, or being related by blood. After a few more minutes of inspection, he shrugged his shoulders and went back to what he was doing. She seemed to have suffered a minor injury in the collision, but it was nothing serious so she had no need for medical assistance or assistance to the other side.

@c3p-0h

@liferusher

Mythical Town (Open)

"No, it's a place where you go to sell stuff in exchange for money, but if you don't want to go now, then we'll come to it later. Just don't go pouting at me when I pay for you, since you can't keep paying in gems and gold okay? Consider it a loan, and when you sell some of your stuff, you can pay me back." Ian hoped that the girl would find this much more preferable and wouldn't put up a fght about it. He was saying this mostly for her benefit, but also because he didn't think he'd be able to have the same force of will as before to resist the temptation of stealing them if the opportunity arose a second time. As the two spoke, he'd begin to walk them in the direction of the park, being sure to make it look like Mulivon was leading him, rather than the other way around. "Though it might be best for you to get a job somewhere around here, as those won't last you in the long term. . . where are you currently staying anyway?"

Considering the current status of her funds, she probably wasn't in any rush to find a place, but then again, she could be getting completely ripped off and not even know it, as there were definitely people in town, both human and otherwise, who would pray on her ignorance of how this world woks in one way or another. After a while, they'd arrive at the park, where they'd soon see the snow woman currently attending her stand and looking over everyone with a cold, yet not unkind, gaze. Ian would give a wave as they approached, his ever present smile shining in the dim, wintery light.

"Why hello there Isis, I thought you'd be around when it went from warm and sunny to cold and dim in mere seconds. While I'm sure everyone here loves it, I can thing of a few cold-blooded individuals who'll be feeling rather dreary by the sudden snowfall." Ian had seen and met Isis on a few occasions, and may have tried to who her on one or two of those occasions. She was definitely one of the more interesting inhabitants, here ability to change the weather with here mere presence never ceasing to amaze him. "But I'm not hear just to chit-chat, I'm giving this pretty little thing a tour of the town and I thought the perfect place would be at the world's best ice cream stand ever."

@Sana
@Satsuki

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

Jackson scooted away slightly from August as she approached, her ability and his newfound discovery of how Aphosis was affecting him, changing him, made him even more uncomfortable with the girl's powers than he had been before. It didn't help that she asked him to strip, causing his hand to unconsciously move towards his right shoulder, though he quickly put it back down when he noticed what he was doing. He then heard Orion, call to him, looking over just in time to catch the tossed clothing . . . with his face. After getting up, he picked up the clothes and gave a quick nod of thanks to him before he walked into the forest, waiting until he was sure he was hidden from sight and completely alone before he quickly stripped out of his now-moist jacket, soaked shirt, and damp pants and put on what he had been given. It was a little big for him, but he'd manage, tying the belt tight to prevent any embarrassing wardrobe malfunctions.

Once he got a good look at the shirt, however, a dry laugh escaped his lips, the irony of the universe not being lost on him. Taking the wet clothes in his hand, he walked back over to the group, tossing the offending articles onto the sand as he cursed himself for not bringing a bag with him.

"You're not half bad with that thing," Jackson commented as the taller boy began to sing, "Not my kind of music, but I listen to soundscapes in my free time more than anything else so I can't really say I have a taste in music." He took a second to look across the lake, hands in his pockets, feeling as if he could use a bit of a pick me up or something. He'd just had the biggest emotional crash ever right after his biggest high in months, so he was feeling a little depressed at the moment.

"Hey Orion, you wouldn't to have a sketchbook and a pencil in your bag would you, I feel like drawing something right now." That was a lie, he felt like whittling, but he wasn't to comfortable with holding a knife right now around other people, didn't want to tempt the fates.

The Sun Will Never Set (A Statisticless NRP)(It had a good run)

@Voltus_VentusI'm working on a skeleton for what I have in mind, but I think I'm going to need some major help in making it actually viable because this is my first time trying a NRP and I'm feeling kinda overwhelmed trying to make the Nation, which I've redone into the Unified Kingdoms of Umbraisis. Can I PM you what very little I have and have you help me out from there?

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

@DarcsI have no idea what any of that is from.

Orean Cause (A magical school?) [Reboot]

@Destinyfailhorror17He probably would take him to the nurse's office.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Letter Bee Sorry, on my 2DS