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5 yrs ago
Current If your light is fading from the shadow of a doubt, we'll light the sky with our Inferno.
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9 yrs ago
My life can be split into two parts: Times when I'm able to RP, and times when I can't... The former has just recently opened up to me :3
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10 yrs ago
Free at last! Happy summer everybody!
10 yrs ago
When you want to keep RPing, but a test is coming up soon... You keep RPing.
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10 yrs ago
It's starting to get really discouraging that many of the RPs I'm apart of are being cancelled...

Bio

Hello young traveler. You have reached the home of the young and very intrepid River Maiden. You may call her any name you would like, but she prefers Mai or River. She is very willing to roleplay in any situation, and will try her hardest to post at least once a day. However, be warned of her compulsion to make characters that will either be annoying as heck to interact with, or just too troublesome to deal with. Have a nice day.

...Also, if you would like to laugh at how horrible she is at character creation, you can peruse her current roster of children here.



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Most Recent Posts

@ianzerep
Mira couldn't believe her ears. Her angel had a name. A name to be called by. Aya. The name slipped off of her tongue, soft like a feather. The little girl would remember that name for the rest of her life. The younger female responded to the teen, but her voice was even softer than the brunette's. "...Mine is Mira," the pinkette mumbled, her answer barely being heard by the sunhat-wearing teen, her face blushing slightly as if she had just told some dirty secret. Mira walked over to the older girl, and buried her face in Aya's stomach, as if embarrassed by saying her own name aloud.
@Narcotic Dollie
Aurora is flying around Deathwood, looking for a way back to the Kingdom... And Naya + Uriel just happen to be there too...LET THE SHIPPING COMMENCE XD
As Aurora sat on the bed, reviewing her own thoughts, they slowly turned back to her squad leader, Rida. She may not be the strongest, nor the fastest of the faeries, but her mind was sharper than any weapon, more powerful than any brute force could match. Her wit would snap like a whip, and battle tactics would appear in the redhead's mind faster than an arrow could fly. She was her commander, and oh-my-god-Rida-didn't-know-if-Aurora-was-dead-or-not. How could she? Aurora never reported in since the skirmish in the Kingdom of Light. After that, the brunette had been flying solo, with no contact with the Kingdom in any way besides the Princess.

The soldier quickly got off of the bed, retrieved her equipment, and holstered her weapons into their leather loops. "Sorry, I just remembered that I have some place to be." Aurora explained her rush as quickly as possible, downing the rest of the water within her cup, and half way to the door. She opened the door, and gave Hale a mock salute. "See you later, Trai-Healer!" Aurora nearly slipped with the nickname she had for the elf, her mind going on overdrive as it calculated the fastest route from this area. Hopefully the woman who lived in this cottage didn't notice.

Shutting the door as fast as possible without being rude, Aurora quickly noticed that nothing around her looked familiar, except for the Deathwood. If the faerie wanted to get home, she was going to have to pass through there and hope she found some kind of landmark she might have passed by yesterday. To be completely honest, Aurora had never been this deep inside of the Deathwood forest before, having delt with most of the enemies of the Light at different areas around that side of the border, but never the Deathwood for some reason. Well, there was no time like the present to learn something new, right? Aurora took off, her flight a little less straight than it normally was as her right wing protested at the movement. The faerie had no time to heal, she needed to get to her commander, and no soldier rested until they reported in.

@Polaris North
@Narcotic Dollie
Heeeeey! Aurora isn't going to be able to blast him to ashes with a light spell now! >:( Perfect. Nice job.
@Polaris North

Aurora pondered the Traitor's words. A 'wound on the soul'? How would that work, when one had a soul wounded beyond repair? She guessed that another wound may appear, but wouldn't linger like the one she carried upon her person would. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she almost missed the elf's question. "Are you perhaps, a warrior of the kingdom?" When the faerie heard this, she gained a large smirk, and jumped to her feet onto the bed, despite her limbs' protest.

"Is the sky blue? Are Light and Dark polar opposites? Can faeries, angels, and demons fly?", Aurora asked rhetorically in a boisterous voice, unknowingly making a jab at a certain Dark general with the last statement. "If I'm not a soldier of the Light, then I could never be Aurora Pierce, a loyal member of Commander Rida's faerie squadron!" The brunette believed that the Traitor had next to no knowledge of her superior, but that didn't matter even if she did. Aurora had nothing to hide of her occupation. It was her life, her job, her identity. If she did not become a soldier when she did, she's probably be wailing on a street corner somewhere, or dead in some random ditch. The Light's military had saved her, and she couldn't care less if someone gave a damn.

Pointing a finger at the elf, Aurora's smirk became a smile, clearly enjoying her current spiel. "I vanquish the dark, fighting for my very life every day, never stopping nor resting until my job is achieved, or when I die!" Both of the inhabitants of the cottage knew it, whether because of her own experience, or the other's observance of it days ago. "I am apart of our military to lay waste to the enemies of the Light, and won't lay down my blades until the Kingdom of Darkness falls to it's knees!" Aurora didn't even know why she was still talking, especially since she knew who her company was, but her mouth kept running on, as if to affirm who she was, even if it was to her enemy. She always had her doubts, but she couldn't ever entertain them. If she did... Nothing good would come out of it.

"I believe in our cause because it is right, I fight for my-" Aurora abruptly stopped herself before she could get any further, her smile disappearing as fast as her speech. The Traitor didn't need to know anymore about her, even if she had only explained the surface level of who she was. Allowing her limbs their rest, she fell back down onto the bed, as if she was a puppet with it's strings cut, breathing quicker than she did earlier. She was done.
@lovely complex
feed him all the sweets
All alone in a corner...
maybe he'll be able to stay that way this time XD
Beryl
Lunch Time
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The tick-tock of the clock filled Beryl's ears, the male teen dealing with the current problem as he awaited the lunch bell. Most subjects were not truly taxing for the albino, breezing by with an A or a B for most classes, and the occasional C dependent on his social life... Or lack thereof. The only class he 'stuggled' with was PE, since he would be wearing female gym clothes because of his albinism. For some reason, the teachers never really explained to the students why he wore it, but he guessed that they were confident in the students' deduction skills. They were wrong. The gym uniform only cemented the female image they had of him. Beryl shook his head to clear his thoughts, returning to the problem in order to be finished before the class ended.

As lunch started for Class B, Beryl saw Alex quickly bolt from the classroom before anyone could do anything about it. Huh, that's strange, where could he have gone off to? He didn't really care whether or not the boy was in the classroom with everyone else, but wasn't he supposed to be a class representative? Mentally shrugging, Beryl left his own desk to walk over to the back of the classroom as discreetly as he could, trying not to grab anyone's attention, but he probably did, and sat in the back left corner to eat alone. Well, he wont look to much into it. Less people in class meant more chances of solitude. He liked the quiet, with only his thoughts as his company. It helped him think, and sort out the clutter of happenings within the day.

Beryl sat on the floor, back against the corner with knees pulled up to his chest, and looked at the bag that Genevieve had given him earlier. He wondered what happened to her. The albino was quite worried, having seen her run off before they would have entered the classroom. Despite the girl's propensity for misunderstanding and trouble, or rather because of it, the white-haired teen hoped that she would be okay, where ever she was. As he opened the bag, he was surprised to see a muffin inside, taking it out and bitting into it to find a symphony of flavors burst into his mouth... Maybe teaching Genevieve wouldn't be so bad after all, if he was able to eat stuff like this all the time.
@Iatos
No problem, it's all good. Life happens XD
Polaris and I are dominating the IC right now. Where's everyone else? XD
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