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The Will of God

I'd take it but then I'd be hogging the roles -3-

A Witch in Salem!: Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

bump ^^

Heart of Tarot

thanks ^^

A Witch in Salem!: Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

I need one more persons interest before starting the ooc ^^

A Witch in Salem!: Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

It's the 18th century. Any and all witchcraft is punishable by death; but that won't stop Azga the Amazing and his Cirque Du Freak. A caravan of gypsy's that specialize in entertainment abound, Wonders and Nuances alike. Azga, an avid practicer of black magic, has created this caravan as a haven of all magic users so that he and others may make a living in the art they specialize in. The point is to exist, be able to use your magic, and don't get caught.
That won't stop the clergy, however, who seeks to prosecute any form of magic by any means necessary. Our greatest foe is the Templars; Crusaders who take any blood necessary to cleanse the world of 'evildoing.'

Join our Caravan.

Hide your secret.

OOC IS UP!

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Just as Jira turned his wary head, he caught glimpse of a familiar red mass of shining hair. Immediately, his serious demeanor was gone and he ran after her. Not only was he excited to see her again, he actually wanted to purchase goods from her too. As he moved to catch up to her he plucked-much to the annoyance of the woman tending them-a single white flower from a nearby pot. He caught up to her enough to place a hand on her shoulder, his demeanor sparkling in joy at once again finding his lady friend. He did not, however, try to pick her up.

"Heeeeeeyyy girly girl~
Where you headed at
With your fine ass hair?
Is it to my open arms
Now now please
Don't raise your alarms
I'm here to make your sale
So whaddya' say
I ain't here for a battle royale."

He felt his throat tighten at the last 'rhyme' and he tensed up. Quickly he put the flower into her hair and skittered away just as fast as he had come to her. The feeling of warmth threatened to pour from his throat as he hurried into an alley. Once he was sure to be out of the sight of others he ripped his mask off, his unkempt blonde hair falling around his face as he knelt over a lone vase and began to cough. He watched as blood poured from his lips and into the empty pottery.

This happened a lot. As much as he enjoyed rap, slipping up even a little in the rhyme scheme had... consequences. He was able to sing as long as he continued to rhyme or keep a steady rhythm; all that did was tire him out from the strain... but words that completely didn't rhyme in an intended rap... He closed his emerald eyes, shaking and panting a little as the tremors that plagued his body eventually settled down. With a sigh, he rubbed his gloved hands through his blonde hair and relaxed against the wall. He curled his legs against his chest and stared at the wall, being silent. There was something about coughing up blood that really killed your mood. His eyes just happened to slide over to look inside the vase when he noticed something that caught his eye.

"Hm?" He pulled the vase a bit closer and fished his hands inside, his gloves blocking out the blood and saliva in the bottom of the pot from reaching his skin. He pulled out what his eyes had been caught on and looked carefully at it after wiping away the crimson spit. A green rupee. His forehead creased in confusion. The heck...?

Then he looked over to see an array of pots and vases along the doors of the alley. Slowly he grinned and slipped the mask back on. Treasure hunting time~

Heart of Tarot

You didn't have to completely revoke your post. It doesn't matter if it 'makes sense.' Controlling anyone's characters at any time is a really big deal and I know a lot of rps where you can get into major trouble for it. Just be careful next time.

@Scarlet, Did you not see that my character ran away for the moment? .3.

The Will of God

"Nah..." He smiled slightly at Yuki after she asked her question, his eyes heavy and half closed. "You can go ahead. One person should at least stay here to make sure the fool doesn't intend to attack Sachiro..." As he spoke, the sound of glass shattering came from above. His eyes widened briefly and he looked up, not the slightest bit amused. He then looked at Yuki, his face expressing his.... 'impression.' "Is this what passes as espionage nowadays?" He asked her, unaware of the people hiding in the vents. "Climbing up the walls of the Citadel for all to see and then making highly suspicious noises elsewhere?" Ace sighed, shaking his head. "Children these days... Yuki... It would seem that I'll be joining you afterall."

Slowly, he rose from his seat and drew his long blade from his backside. He wandered over to her and extended a long, pale hand to aid her from his seat. Perhaps this would not be all bad, afterall, it would be quite a warm up. Even so, Ace was not fond of pests. Especially self righteous ones with no common sense that broke rather expensive windows on their way inside. Unfortunately, that would most likely be coming out of their paychecks.

Heart of Tarot

I don't appreciate you writing out what my character does nor the fact that you chose to ignore anything but the picture on my CS where it states that the tarot can see Raine. Please change your post so that you don't control ANYTHING my character does. That would be godmodding.

The Will of God

>:T...