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The Plague called Mankind.

Man I am eekin' to get this thing underway. Your computer/tablet doesnt have a built in mic? that's all I'm using .3.

The Plague called Mankind.

Personally Star, I thought yours had a cleaner quality ^^ but to improve it more, what you could do is maybe set the tablet down and speak. If you hold it, all those little moving sounds mess with it. I love your character btw, very neat! :3

The Krystal -- A Dragon Rider RP

I believe they did have hand canons, but they were unreliable and took forever to reload.

Keepers of Death (Black University Saga, the First Year) Interest Check

mmm okay, the prolific ones i can do. as far as it being a family heirloom, its just a fancy scythe with no specific powers of its own. Could i still keep it? Also what writing sample? I don't see anything for requesting a writing sample :/

Keepers of Death (Black University Saga, the First Year) Interest Check

Name: Drilala Micks (Dri for short)

Age: 16

Appearance:

Weapon: The Family Heirloom; Decorated Scythe

Background: From a long line of people becoming highly prolific reapers, much has been placed on Drilalas shoulders from day one. She has studied for hours on end in order to become the next Death. She is enrolled in high school, college classes, and studies at Black University all at the same time.

Personality: While she is highly competitive, fun loving, and genuinely optimistic, she also can be serious. She questions whether or not she really wants to be the next Death...

Quote: "Do I ... actually want to win? What's the point? If I lost... my family... they..."

The Krystal -- A Dragon Rider RP

Past everyones ears, and picked up by the dragons would be the whishing sound of arrows. They seemed to be coming from the tree tops, flying in all directions at the attacking wolven beasts. The remaining wolves howled in pain, arrows sticking out of their bodies before they began to depart. One Wolf remained though, with arrows sticking out of its back and went to attack the girl, Mina, as her back was turned to the last of the wolves.
A man in a dark hooded cloak dropped down from the tree tops, standing between the girl whom had been talking to Riley, pulling twin daggers from his side. The Wolf snarled and barrelled into the hooded man, who fell into the brush and away from the children and dragons. The sound of the wolfs cry was heard, unseen from everyone else.

The hooded man walked back into the camp, holding the decapitated head of the wolf in his hand. He went to the fire that had gone out and tossed the wolves head into the pit before taking a seat. The head just moved the debris of the fire to spark it, and a small flame began; burning the hair of the wolves head. He sat, staring into the fire wordlessly. His cloak had become soaked in blood and he kept his hood up, concealing his face. He stood with his back straight, alert.

Meanwhile from his back pocket a small dragon emerged, peaking its tiny red head out before scurrying like a lizard out of the pouch and into the fire. The fire licked at the scales on its red body but it remained unharmed. It bit into the flesh of the wolves head and tore back with massive effort, knawing on what it could. The hooded man remained immobile.

The Krystal -- A Dragon Rider RP

Yay ^^

The Plague called Mankind.

I have my voice samples up; you were right, Audacity is a sweet program ^^ I could deepen my voice very well

Keepers of Death (Black University Saga, the First Year) Interest Check

I want in :3

The Plague called Mankind.

Be sure to put that in the first post though, or you'll get some dissapointed peeps