BlazingxLynx said
Thanks. I'll fill in the others when I think of something to put there
Nice XD
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Alice: "You should put this pair on. I like him better."
The triad has been hunting genies for the last thousand years. The genies were ran to near extinction as the faded from reality and became a myth to the human race. Suddenly four genie lamps have come to surface, by whatever means, and landed in the hands of some random people who recently visited a flea market. They passed a shifty looking tent which displayed an aray of broken down artifacts as well as the four lamps. For whatever reason, the humans had to purchase the lamps. They seemed to be calling to them. For the humans their idea of the world was about to be shook.
The triad has been trained from a young age about what to do during a 'genie alert'. A genie alert was an abnormal high amount of magical activities as read by their many monitors. Genies were the most important resource for this secret organization. Most members are left in the dark as to why the genies are important, and only know that the master needs them.
A genie is a being of immense magic restrained by for rules.
1. A genie can not bring the dead back to life.
2. A genie can not make some one fall in love.
3. A genie can not kill anyone.
The fourth rule is an unspoken one. A genie must remain a prisoner in their lamp, blinding serving their current master. These genies are not limited on the amount of wishes their master can make. However they can twist a wish to backfire on their master if they so wish.
Triad Ranks:
-The Master
--The second in command (Commander): Brecon Dukington
---Generals
----Sargent
-----Fronts
------Soldiers
-------Maggets
--------New Sheep
Genies
1. Rhia - Rosemoss
2. Ruby - blazingxlynx
3. Zaen
4. The Forbidden One
Humans
1. James Hunter
2. Elzander Gratuiso
3. Mateiu Lockhart
4. Jack Smith
FORMS:
Genie:
Name:
Color of smoke:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Human:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Skills:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Extra:
Triad:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Rank:
Skills:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Extra:
Mine
Name: Rhia
Color of smoke: Pink
Gender: F
Personality: Kindhearted and sweet. She loves and cares deeply for her masters. She also loves to interact with the other genies.
Appearance:
Bio:
The triad has been trained from a young age about what to do during a 'genie alert'. A genie alert was an abnormal high amount of magical activities as read by their many monitors. Genies were the most important resource for this secret organization. Most members are left in the dark as to why the genies are important, and only know that the master needs them.
A genie is a being of immense magic restrained by for rules.
1. A genie can not bring the dead back to life.
2. A genie can not make some one fall in love.
3. A genie can not kill anyone.
The fourth rule is an unspoken one. A genie must remain a prisoner in their lamp, blinding serving their current master. These genies are not limited on the amount of wishes their master can make. However they can twist a wish to backfire on their master if they so wish.
Triad Ranks:
-The Master
--The second in command (Commander): Brecon Dukington
---Generals
----Sargent
-----Fronts
------Soldiers
-------Maggets
--------New Sheep
Genies
1. Rhia - Rosemoss
2. Ruby - blazingxlynx
3. Zaen
4. The Forbidden One
Humans
1. James Hunter
2. Elzander Gratuiso
3. Mateiu Lockhart
4. Jack Smith
FORMS:
Genie:
Name:
Color of smoke:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Human:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Skills:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Extra:
Triad:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Rank:
Skills:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Extra:
Mine
Name: Rhia
Color of smoke: Pink
Gender: F
Personality: Kindhearted and sweet. She loves and cares deeply for her masters. She also loves to interact with the other genies.
Appearance:
Bio:
I am
Finished my rs for now. :3
A steady beeping sound sliced through Alice's dream. She groaned and rolled away from the irritating noise. She had no desire to end this dream. Wait...what was the dream about again? Her eyes slowly peeled open, just enough for her to glance around her room. A stream of golden light peeking through her open door. A groan escaped her parted lips as she reluctantly threw the covers off revealing a dull pink night gown and a thin white tail. Throwing her hands above her head she stretched out causing a few soft cracks to drift up from her spine. "I guess it's time to get ready." She said to herself and anyone who could be watching.
The first thing she had to do was repair the atrocity that was once her bed. Her dull robin blue comforter was twisted and rolled up into some disturbingly winkled monster and her sheets liked like what was left of the monsters shredded prey. "That is not ok." She said allowed as she slide her fingers through her red hair. With a quick crack of her knuckles she was off to work. The big blue blanket was ripped from the mattress and expertly folded before it was returned to its home, a small light oak dresser. The dresser stood no more than 4 feet high and only occupied a small corner of her smallest closet. With that taken care of she turned her attention to the sheets. In a flash of blue and green strips they were folded and placed in the bottom drawer. She smiled feeling a little relieved. "It's almost perfect."
In a much lighter mood, she folded the futon into the coach position and added two yellow circles of pillows her masterpiece. A huff of pleasure as she looked where that eyesore once was. "Perfect." A smug smile slide across her cheeks.her eyes traced the coach of perfection. "Wait." She called out as something caught her eye. A soft padding of footsteps filled the apartment as she crept towards the left most pillow. A crease appeared above her eyebrows as she shook her head in disapproval. She slipped out of the room and returned with a small tape measure. Reappearing near the faulty pillow she measure the distance from the top of the coach to the top of the pillow. Then she turned and repeated the action to the other pillow. "I knew it!" She boomed all of a sudden. The pillow in question was raised another inch and the smile reformed under her freckles.
She let out another sigh and headed into the kitchen. As she passed the balcony doors she could not help but get a glimpse of how beautiful of a day it was. With a quick shrug of her shoulders and a twist of her heels she retreated to her room. She returned fashioning a loose yellow hoodie topped with cat ears and a pair of blue jeans with a hand sewn tail attached. She opened her balcony door and slid out. Her bare feet making a soft pitter-pat on the warm wood floor.
"-you drop this?" She heard from somewhere below. Where did that noise come from? Her eyes quickly scanned the area. Her eyes caught sight of her neighbor, Adonis. No, it couldn't have been him. The voice was softer, femine. Fear began to grip her. Who said that? Another quick skim of the area. No one else was up here. But what about bellow? Her feet reluctantly lead her to the railing. She reached out for the bar that ran atop the railing and peered over the edge.
"Erin" She sighed quietly and smiled. She waved and smiled down below. She loved to talk to Erin, but Erin did not look like she was in the talking mood. Alice shrugged and stepped back from the railing. If Erin wanted to talk she would let Alice known. Atleast that's what she wanted to think.
The first thing she had to do was repair the atrocity that was once her bed. Her dull robin blue comforter was twisted and rolled up into some disturbingly winkled monster and her sheets liked like what was left of the monsters shredded prey. "That is not ok." She said allowed as she slide her fingers through her red hair. With a quick crack of her knuckles she was off to work. The big blue blanket was ripped from the mattress and expertly folded before it was returned to its home, a small light oak dresser. The dresser stood no more than 4 feet high and only occupied a small corner of her smallest closet. With that taken care of she turned her attention to the sheets. In a flash of blue and green strips they were folded and placed in the bottom drawer. She smiled feeling a little relieved. "It's almost perfect."
In a much lighter mood, she folded the futon into the coach position and added two yellow circles of pillows her masterpiece. A huff of pleasure as she looked where that eyesore once was. "Perfect." A smug smile slide across her cheeks.her eyes traced the coach of perfection. "Wait." She called out as something caught her eye. A soft padding of footsteps filled the apartment as she crept towards the left most pillow. A crease appeared above her eyebrows as she shook her head in disapproval. She slipped out of the room and returned with a small tape measure. Reappearing near the faulty pillow she measure the distance from the top of the coach to the top of the pillow. Then she turned and repeated the action to the other pillow. "I knew it!" She boomed all of a sudden. The pillow in question was raised another inch and the smile reformed under her freckles.
She let out another sigh and headed into the kitchen. As she passed the balcony doors she could not help but get a glimpse of how beautiful of a day it was. With a quick shrug of her shoulders and a twist of her heels she retreated to her room. She returned fashioning a loose yellow hoodie topped with cat ears and a pair of blue jeans with a hand sewn tail attached. She opened her balcony door and slid out. Her bare feet making a soft pitter-pat on the warm wood floor.
"-you drop this?" She heard from somewhere below. Where did that noise come from? Her eyes quickly scanned the area. Her eyes caught sight of her neighbor, Adonis. No, it couldn't have been him. The voice was softer, femine. Fear began to grip her. Who said that? Another quick skim of the area. No one else was up here. But what about bellow? Her feet reluctantly lead her to the railing. She reached out for the bar that ran atop the railing and peered over the edge.
"Erin" She sighed quietly and smiled. She waved and smiled down below. She loved to talk to Erin, but Erin did not look like she was in the talking mood. Alice shrugged and stepped back from the railing. If Erin wanted to talk she would let Alice known. Atleast that's what she wanted to think.
I don't know what to do -.-
Me: *grabs popcorn and sits down for the show*
Edited it^
I hope that's better
I hope that's better
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