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Don't Piss off the GM: The RP

Why the fuck not

Name: Regina Soke
Age : 19
Gender : Female
Personality : Where the fuck am I? Who are you? What? God what the f... Bystander, usually very apathetic until something happens she doesn't understand. A average sized brunette, hair in a ponytail and wears black, square glasses. Usually seen in a jacket and sweatpants holding a coffee mug. What's all this shit about a Scottish troll and a billionaire? Meh. She's also a college student with high ambitions having worked hard to be where she is now. When she isn't working in school she's lazy and has a habit of falling asleep if not drinking coffee.

Being human

interested and I have a friend who will want to be in this too

Final Fantasy X: Return of the Aeons

She couldn't sleep. Only once in two or three months was she able to truly slumber, and even then it was against her will. She was lucky to have Abra, who fended off fiends for her when she fell into a small coma during battle. All night she stared up at the hanging sheets of the inns ceiling, finding patterns. Some would call this ritual of sleepless rest boring, but it gave Sena time to consider her travels. What had drawn her to Besaid?

It was just a nearby town, she supposed... but something felt very wrong. An ache spread from the tips of her toes to the nerves crawling along her spine. As the sun rose her body wouldn't rest any longer. She picked herself up and tied her cloak around her body, putting her hair up into its high ponytail. Her gear all put on, she walked to the center of the village, and let the sun wash its warm rays over her. It was actually a chilly morning, but to her the wind carressing her arms felt delicious, and it made her sad that most places weren't so lenient with their tropical weather. Her piercing blue gaze fell on the temple doors, and she felt drawn to it... like seeing the doors of an old friends home...

Sena climbed the few steps and entered, seeing Gippal and a dark haired girl speaking. She looked ahead, seeing... a familiar brunette, with mismatched eyes. How could that be? She had never seen her before. She shook it off and went further into the temple. Looking up the stairs from the bottom step into the cloister of trials, sealed by the door unused in many years, her ache only grew... She went up a few steps hesitantly.

I Lost the Spirit - A Danny Phantom RP

I'm not your guy friend

Pure ghost:

Name: Miss Blue

Age: ???

Gender: Female

Appearance:
Blue hair, blue lips, nails painted blue, but with purple eyes. Always seen with a hookah attatched by the belt on her hip and the pipe in her hand. Blue smoke always billows around her; she wears a black dress with a high collar that stops at mid-thigh where the rest of her body is all ghost-like. Chains bind her hands to the hookah pipe and go from her neck to the other hand. Very voluptuous and curvy.

Ghost abilities: Miss Blue can puff the blue smoke she always huffs from her hookah to make toxic gasses that fill a room. She may also puff smoke rings, which can bind and trap an opponent, allowing her to do what she pleases to whomever is there. She is able to change the flavor, and therefore the scent of the tobacco. Differenct scents cause different effects to those she uses her hookah on.

Personality: Though initially Miss Blue appears to be a sultry woman she uses her bodily figure to her advantage. She wil use her body against any man or woman that hesitates because of her appearance. However she is very manipulative and loves nothing more than to prey on the dark desires of hormonally challenged teens or even unfaithful adults. She hates to be told she's wrong. In life she considered herself a dominatrix and likes to hold on to her power. However, since she is no longer able to push control over people as she once could she has to settle for whispering in the ears of the living. Miss Blue doesn't care. In fact, she loves it.

Short history of life: In life, Miss Blue was known as Dahlia Mirira. Strangely, she took to the color blue constantly growing up. Dying her hair blue, buying blue lipstick, using blue eye shadow, blue nail polish. Anything she could make blue was just that. It even carried over in her life as a grown woman, when she made the decision to run a brothel carefully hidden from the law, and she ran it well. Her dominatrix name was 'Miss Blue,' and she was known in her area as a respectable brothel own, ironically. She sold drugs but only used her hookah to smoke tobacco, slept only with men who made her laugh while treating her like the 'queen' she was. Her girls were treated well, there was no disrespect and everyone seemed happy. She loved her hookah and took it with her everywhere, indulging on the finest flavors of tobacco. She was one of the most sought out women in the area, and to actually be with the head of a brothel seemed to be quite a feat. She constantly had body guards around her, one could even say she was the queen of a small drug and sex empire. At least, for her area in the city. One man in particular, a regular customer, always came back to visit his favorite girl. There was a dispute however, and he began to get too rough with her. Thus in the business fashion of a brothel, Dahlia saw to it that he was escorted off the premises, and things went back to normal for a while.
One night during a small party in the brothel house, Dahlia walked to her car alone to get more tobacco for her hookah. She grabbed it and went to relight the glass smoking device when the former regular attacked her. He strangled her to death with the hose of her hookah, causing her face to turn blue from the lack of oxygen. He left her on the pavement and spit on her corpse before making his escape.

Short history of afterlife: In Death, Dahlia chose not to use her name and went instead with the name given to her in her brothel. Miss Blue lived contently in the ghost world, smoking her hookah as she pleased. She hoped to one day return, to one day make others plea for mercy. Ah how she missed those days....

Other:
"Sweet Miss Blue,
How do you do?
Sorry I know it's late,
Sorry but I can't wait?
(Are you lying?)"

A spooky idea (Danny Phantom based RP)

*breakdances*
oh ye sure i like

Rise of the Dragon Princess

Anim sat in the dark woods, resting beside a fire. His hood was up and cloak enshrouded him, his golden eyes searing as they stared into the fire. He had not yet left to hunt for the Princess. There were still a few supplies he recquired, and thus he stayed just on the outskirts of the town hidden in the woods. Beside him his clydsdale mare; Gydra, trotted about restlessly. She wandered around sniffing at the ground for just a simple bit of grass or grain and let out a disgruntled snort when none was to be found. The woods didn't have much growing in them now; and soon the Taalunian Floral nomads would make their way to replenish the life that slowly went out.
Of course their fix would only be temporary. Nothing lasts forever.
Bitterly, Anim rose and went to his sleeping mat where his pack lay. From within he drew a handful of apples. They had been expensive, but it would keep his mare's stomach from growling all night. He went to Gydra to rub his hand down her long snouth and to press a handful of juicy fruits to her mouth. She took them more than willingly, letting out a happy whinnie. Satisfied, the Taalunian left her a pile of apples before moving ahead.
From his back he drew his bow and a single arrow. While it would be easier to pay for meat it was much more convienient and cheaper to slaughter his own kill for the night. He seldom appreciated a fully belly when hunting.

Attack on Titan - Flames of Hope

"That's none of your business maggot!" He spat into Aleks' face, leaning over him. Satisfied, he left the side of the boy and moved to the front again. He knew there were several others he wanted to bug, including the pip squeak who begged to join the military and the tall woman in the crowd wearing foolish looking cross like earrings, but he had kids faint in the heat on him before and had no incline to dismiss potential scouts this time. Afterall, they needed as many people to fight the Titans as possible.
"You all have been assigned to bunks in separate barracks! You are hereby dismissed to find your bunk and take care of what meager belongings you have brought with you!"

With that several of the new bloods sighed in relief and trudged towards the barracks to speak amongst themselves. Included was Ava who slumped low to the ground and let out a long sigh. Sweat dripped from her forehead already and she felt lousy in this heat. She dreamed of being back home with her little sister; who was quite good at cooking and made the best meals for Ava. She sighed, drooling a little. Oi, how hungry she was...

Keith Shadis however wasn't completely done. He walked to the twelve year old and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I need to speak with you in my office."
(Cinderella man que)

Attack on Titan - Flames of Hope

apologies for the hiatus :) I will try to give better warning next time. Thank you all for your patience

Final Fantasy X: Return of the Aeons

"I have no purpose... not truly." Her eyes softened as she stared ahead. "Well... no, I suppose I'm looking for someone. I can't recall who... For, I have been searching for quite a long time." She looked at him. "Why did you come to Besaid?"

Attack on Titan - Flames of Hope

Keiths eyes darkened and he delivered a jab to the kids stomach hard.
"Listen up 'Dreamer,' You better hook onto reality reeeeally fucking fast or you'll be the first to get eaten. Dreams are nothing without the skill to obtain them!"
The Beady eyes of the Drill instructor fell on the boy whom had yawned and scratched at his back. "S'amatter punk? Tired? State your name and where you from."
(Aleks que)