Rune_Alchemist

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

~Odette Billeaud~

@Melpaws@Spriggs27

Luggage? She didn't have any luggage. All she had were the clothes on her back and a small army of spirits that followed her around. She did not have a single possession in the entire world. Ghosts didn't exactly have things like that...did they? Should she have had something? She had spent most of her life in a mausoleum out in a country in the middle of...France, she thought it was called in this day and age. She was quite literally yanked out of that thought by Kyoko who grabbed her hand and started pulling her towards the exit. Fortunately, there wouldn't be any resistance from Odette. Unfortunately, that was because she weighed exactly nothing and made it look like the small girl was literally pulling her through the air.

"...Age?" Odette frowned slightly as she pondered the question. She had no exact answer, but she could at least give her the closest estimation she could. "...three...dred...fifty." Truthfully - it might be older. She had no real exact time frame. She was certain there was some...blank area before the time she died, and the time she became a ghost. Before Kyoko could answer though, they were approached by something the likes of which Odette had never seen before. It looked like an ant...a human ant. With arms.

Odette planted her feet firmly on the ground to stop Kyoko from moving her. She wanted to know more about...whatever this curious creature was. Asherari, was her name? The ghost stared, her typical stony faced expression returning as Odette observed Ash. Yes, she was most definitely some sort of ant person, but how exactly did...such things exist? Not that she had a lot of room to be talking since she was a ghost, but Ash intrigued her.

Of course, a few seconds passed between her greeting and the time Odette took to process that she should, in fact, take the hand and shake it but by then Kyoko had likely already done something.

~Ustha-Kth, Bea~

@Hammerman@ADamnFiddle@Letter Bee@TheHangedMan

If one had been paying attention, they'd notice Bea letting out a breath she didn't even know she had been holding. She had been prepared for the worst outcome. To not only be banished to the Outer Realms, but also have her existence ended before she could even really begin. That would cause a lot of trouble for everyone in the end, even if there was nothing she could do about it. Mother would be quite upset with the little humans had they done it, and it would be a terrible event indeed. She smiled, as Edward introduced himself and asked for her name. It was only fair she give him her full name as well, wasn't it?

"This little bee greets you, Edward Carter." She replied, a slender hand taking the hem of her dress as she gave them a small curtsy. "Mother warned me of you. Said you would wish to hurt this little busy bee, but I am glad we had a chance to commune. Mother gave me the name of Ustha-Kth. Mother has always called me a busy little bee, for the name is too difficult for most funny little ants, so you may call me Bea." She stood upright, quite happy this was going so well. Now then, she wanted to get back to what she was doing before. Food! She wanted food. Now that this entire stressful situation had been resolved, she was going to go back to the snack table.

Well, not before poking fun at the lizard. She turned her head to Lily, tilting her head slightly to the side in her usual manner when she was up to whatever impish shenanigans she usually did.

"Hehe, little lizard, you were the only terrified one I saw." She said to Lily with a giggle. "Perhaps you are more of a shy rabbit?" She turned away from Lily, eyes drifting back over to the refreshment table a small look of shock covering her face before briskly walking back over. "Ah...little kittens, no, you can not have all the food! Save some for little bee you meanies~"

She left the group quickly after that. Truthfully, she would have liked to stay a bit longer but Edward terrified her. Stress was not something she was good at handling, and she didn't like it. Especially that sort of it. It was also the reason she didn't mention that as long as she was here, it would also be a bit easier for some things to slip through, should they so desire. He might have deemed her dangerous, then, and have killed her.

She couldn't trust him.

Not as long as he could kill her so easily. For now though, she only thought about getting some delicious food in front of her.

Story of Seasons: Greener Pastures (Still looking for Co-GM!)

@Denny Welp, here are two.

I might uh, decide to make grumpy librarian a second character. I have grown a bit attached to her.

this is one reason, I should not make NPCs.

Also if I keep at it they'll probably all be female. Which is probably not a good diea.

Librarian

Hailie Cooke

General Info

Name: Hailie Cooke
Birth Date: Spring 16th
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single

Profession:
Librarian. Runs a library, albeit somewhat begrudgingly. Pays the bills, that's all she's really in it for.

Physical Info

Appearance:
Short cut black hair with dull blue eyes, generally narrowed in some sort of glare and frown. She has a fairly pale complexion and a well built frame. Typically, she doesn't seem to care much about her overall appearance. Or at least, she doesn't care at all if someone has something to say about it.

Attire/Style:
She is a fan of tank tops, shorts, spending all days in doors or at the bar drinking when not working. When working, she begrudgingly wears something at least somewhat respectable. A plain, short sleeved shirt under a jacket and blue jeans, with boots on her feet. Overall, she definitely wouldn't come across as the bookish or librarian type - because she really isn't.

Mental Info

Personality:
Grumpy? Prickly? Adorably stubborn sometimes? Any way you cut it, Hailie isn't exactly the nicest of people out there. With a face seemingly permanently stuck in a glare, and a sarcastic wise-ass attitude, she's not one of the popular people in the valley. Of course, she's not by any means mean or confrontational, but you can always expect her to have something to say about a situation. This, stems from both her frustration with her current position in life and a rather defeatist attitude regarding everything. She tends to keep to herself most of the time or stay in the small home above the library. At night she can usually be found at the bar.

If there is one way to get on her good side though, is good food and high quality cooking ingredients. She comments that once she wanted to be a chef, but for whatever reason ended up deciding not too.

Likes:
Cooking - She's surprisingly talented
Alcohol
Fresh Vegetables
Good Food
People who enjoy good food

Dislikes:
People
Fish
cold water
Winter - it's faaaaar too cold.

History:
Once upon a time, Hailie was a bright young student straight out of high school, going into straight into a world class culinary academy. She spent her entire high school years building her skills and reputation around that entire career path. She loved cooking, she liked eating good food, and she liked people eating said good food. She was one of the best in her class, and she was straight on a path to becoming world class chef. All she had to do was enter one little competition, and win and she'd become a chef at a famous, incredibly wealthy and world renowned restaurant in the big city.

Perhaps, some dreams aren't meant to come true though.

She lost, and not long after she learned that the results had been rigged. The rich kid who won bribed the judge. Deciding to quit altogether, she spent the next three years skipping from job to job until she had a rather odd dream about some place named hope valley. She mentioned it to her parents, and they offhandedly mentioned her grand parents used to have an old library there that was still in the family, they had just never really used it.

Well, maybe some time out in the country would do her some good. After fixing up the place a little she lives and works there, albeit not very enthusiastically.

Boutique Owner

Celia Bonnaire

General Info

Name: Celia Bonnaire
Birth Date: Summer 8th
Age: 31

Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Married

Profession:
Seamstress/boutique owner. She makes all her own clothes, as well as clothing for everyone else. Additionally, anything that requires extensive sewing could easily be made by her.

Physical Info

Appearance:
A tall, five foot eight, Celia seems to exude an aura of refinement. She is the definition of attractive and knows it. Unfortuantely for you lot, she's taken so don't get any ideas. She has long black hair falling to about the middle of her back, and takes obvious care of her appearance.

Attire/Style:
Fancy dresses, or anything that is in style! She'll wear anything if she thinks it looks good on her. While she does like the fancier things, she has been known to wear some alternative fashion every now and then when she was younger.

Mental Info

Personality:
Friendly, talkative, and likes fancy tea parties and making friends mooching off of people. She's exactly what one might expect from a high class socialite who spent most of her time schmoozing rich people out of their money. She has an incredible eye for detail, and can be absolutely ruthless when it comes to business and making sure she gets a good deal. She sees something she wants, or gets an idea in her head that something can make her a ton of money, she will not stop until she's broke or until she's filthy stinkin' rich(er than she already is)

She's a bit of a smooth talker, and can easily use words to get what she wants if she needs too.

Likes:
-Clothes
-Shoes
-Money
-More money
-Wine

Dislikes:
-Not having money
-Stingy people
-Spring. Ugh, spring fashion - so boring
-Milk items

History:
Growing up, Celia always was a little talker. Always able to talk her way out of being in trouble either by giving someone big baby doll eyes, placing the blame on someone else, or skedaddling from the scene of the crime with surprising swiftness. The fashionista was always coming up with some sort of scheme to get rich quick right after the other - for most people such schemes often fell flat. But well, if you were in the right place, the right time, knew what to look for and with a little bit of luck, getting rich was extremely easy.

Of course, she had a back up plan in sewing and making clothes, which she is objectively extremely skilled at and now that she's an old woman, its her main source of income.

After getting married, she decided to try and set up her own clothing store somewhere, and after a series of odd dreams she decided to set up shop quite a bit away from home in Hope Valley.

By herself.

She left her spouse back in the city because it'd be cheaper.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

@Melpaws

Well
She does have practically a small army of dead spirits at her command, and has taken a liking to Kyoko...so...yeah. She'll probably hang around Kyoko's room for a bit. But yeah, it'll be great.

Don't worry, Odette is easy to look after. Just put modern technology in front of her and she'll spend all week trying to learn how to use it!

Whatever room she's staying in is also probably gonna be full of poltergeists and stuff.
_{she should room with the guy whose afraid of ghosts.}

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

<Snipped quote by Letter Bee>

To be more accurate, he supposes that he likes girls but hasn't had any romantic experience to be entirely sure. Either way, he'll be flustered by anything remotely romantic or cute.

@Blu

Does that include a eldritch abomination squid kid giving him a hug with her vast amount of tentacley appendages?

Story of Seasons: Greener Pastures (Still looking for Co-GM!)

@Denny

Hrm...about how in depth you want me to go with these NPCs? Honestly, I don't want to make the too detailed or write a full CS for them since I just don't really have the time for it. Would just some basic information suffice?

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

@6slyboy6@Blu

Already have a Ghost with an entourage of spirits under her command. Not exactly the same, but...

Also, have a post

@Melpaws
Kyoko's gonna be haunted for the rest of her life now.

Hope ya don't mind spooky scary ghosties.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

~Odette Billeaud~

@Melpaws

"...ute?" The ghost seemed to latch onto that word in particular. Was...Kyoko teasing her? She saw her undergarments, and now she was being called cute? If Odette had been capable of blushing she would have. So Odette simply stared before giving the shorter girl another small smack on the head, she was asked what she wanted to do. She really would like to visit other people. It'd be good to get to know others, wouldn't it?

"She called me cute."

It wasn't really that she was shy - she just...well, after spending at least three hundred years not talking, suddenly having to talk was a bit difficult. That was the reason she was going to give if she ever got a chance to reply, at least.

"Am I cute?"

Compose yourself Odette, it was just a word and Kyoko was probably teasing you. Still, the ghost couldn't help but to feel oddly happy about being called such a thing. She had never been called cute by anyone before, or even complimented in such a manner. The dead weren't exactly the best...conversationalists. She would have been thoroughly embarrassed by thinking such things if she was any better at visibly emoting, but she was thankful she wasn't, if only for the moment.

Honestly though, Odette would feel much more comfortable following Kyoko around. She wasn't exactly the most well versed with people, and she didn't want to appear incompetent or like she was blundering about like a fool. Despite the perverted human being a pervert, she was, well, so far nice. As long as she didn't mess anything up, she'd be fine. She could have Kyoko help with any misunderstandings as well, couldn't she? She had already gotten off on a bad foot with most of the students considering her, erm, rather terrible introductions in the last few minutes but if she had Kyoko she could clear things up easily!

"...follow you."

~Ustha-Kth, Bea~

@Hammerman@ADamnFiddle@Letter Bee

"Aha, cute little lizard, this little bee is far from great. More of a little jellyfish, adrift upon the vast ocean trying to swim against the current." She said, but before she could continue the line of thought though, something with a much greater disconcerting presence made itself known. She turned her head quickly to the other newcomer. Very briefly, her voice caught in her throat as she realized that whoever this was, was exactly who her mother told her to be careful of. If he so wished it, not only could he likely banish her back to the outer realms, he could also kill her. A somewhat...foreign concept to her to be sure, but...and judging from his demeanor he was not looking to make friends.

He wanted a simple answer, and she could not give one. She found herself standing quite close to Hinako now as she took another step away from the two.

She tilted her head to the side, trying to come up with a suitable answer. Speaking plainly in human language was difficult. Speaking in human language in general was difficult. So many things they didn't understand that she had to attempt to describe using insufficient terms, where there might not even be terms to describe what she was trying too. He wanted a 'yes' or a 'no'. The meaning of those words, were odd to her at best, nonsensical to her at best.

A few quiet seconds passed, but eventually a small smile graced her face as she replied. She couldn't quite give him the answers he sought, but she hoped they would be sufficient.

"This one will has lived here for a few short years, and has learned not to cause any problems. This little bee does not wish to start a cult, only learn. Siblings are far away, with mother. Human mother sent this young little bee here to learn, not harm." She took a breath before continuing, smile fading to a more neutral expression. "This...little bee does not wish to die, but if my existence is...too abhorrent the little bee will submit to the birdie. Mother would be sad if I caused trouble, even in defense..." There was a definite small hint of both fear and apprehension in her voice as she spoke. She was fully prepared for such a thing, even if she was objectively...'terrified' was the human word for it.

Botanist And Bards

~Charlotte LaChance~

---

Welp, looks like she wasn't getting a break.

As soon as she heard the screech of the bird, Charlotte immediately dropped whatever she was carrying and got low to the ground behind a tree to make herself less of a target. As the flapping of wings filled the air, Charlotte held her breath, taking a small peek out from her hiding spot simply to at least get a good look at what was currently likely a large predatory bird. It was something she had never seen before. It was definitely a bird, a large one. It looked similar to the large Snow Hawks back in Astril. Was this...a more temperate cousin of its?

She wanted to know. If it was, if she could get her mitts on one she could use its feathers and other things from its body as some fairly useful tools...

But, well, living was more important for now. She had nothing to fight such a beast with, though she supposed she could always find a way to steal some eggs if it had any anywhere...

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

welp it's six AM and I woke up waaaaaay to earlier. I need breakfast...

@Letter Bee
Messed up your tag in the Post, so here ya go.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

~Odette Billeaud~

@Melpaws

Oops, she had accidentally scared Kyoko. She hadn't meant too, but there were other concerns at the moment. Like the fact that Kyoko had most definitely saw up her skirt. She leaned in a bit closer, obviously not buying Kyoko's shaky excuse that she wasn't guilty of the crime. The ghost puffed out her cheeks slightly, holding her hands clenched lightly in front of her. She would bring unholy vengeance upon this pervert, and she would make her thoroughly apologize for it! She reached up a hand, and brought it lightly down upon Kyoko's head just as the witch's hand met Odette's own head.

Any sort of thoughts were brought to a grinding halt as a hand was brought to her head. How did one...respond to being pat on the head? In all of her 300 something years of unlife, no one had ever done that before. The ghost's typical neutral expression returned, staring at Kyoko with a seemingly slight glare.

Well, it certainly didn't exactly...feel bad? Maybe this was a normal thing for people to do to others? She didn't know, she hadn't met that many people before. She also realized she hadn't removed her own hand from Kyoko's head for about five seconds and was just sitting there staring at her again. She quickly removed her hand, still pouting a bit as she turned from Kyoko and started walking away, but for the most part the ghost wasn't too upset.

She really should see where she'd be staying, shouldn't she? Meeting a few others would be good too. Just...small problem. She wasn't particularly confident in her ability to do that by herself. Before she took even five steps she turned back around and walked back over to Kyoko, and stood there for a few minutes with a slightly expectant look.

...oh right. She should probably say something.

"Not...good...speaking..."

As usual, what she said came out as somewhat jumbled and was spoken in a quiet, somewhat timid voice. Hopefully that would get her message across though.

~Ustha-Kth, Bea~

@Hammerman@ADamnFiddle@Letter Bee

She tilted her head, a small smile displayed on her lips as she was accused of trying to turn people into her playthings. Oho, whoever this was, they were quite amusing. She of course, had no intention of turning anyone into her playthings. Well, at least unwilling people, hehe. Maybe a servant or two would be nice? Two little birdies to bring the fledgling some sustenance? That would be fun indeed. Before she could reply though, something...unexpected happened. Something that made her shiver in slight fear.

She turned to face her assailant as he approached, taking a hesitant step back. She had no intention of running - that would only make her look guilty of something, even if an overwhelming desire to preserve her own life before whoever this was possibly ended it. After all, she was merely a child. A child with no way of actually defending herself against beings like him. Still, she didn't want to appear afraid, that would be silly for one such as herself. Instead, she gave him a small, inquisitive seeming smile as the other girl she introduced herself too decided to speak up. She got her name wrong, buuuut, she wouldn't mind being Hinako's 'Bae', hehe. Still, she should probably say something herself.

"Oh?" Bea replied quizzically, head rolling to the other side. "What is this? You're not a cute little hummingbird. No, you're more of a violent predator. Hawk? Little bees don't like birdies like you, always causing trouble and trying to eat us..." Her voice carried a slight hint of curiosity mixed with apprehension. She couldn't help but taking another back step towards Hinako. The girl felt...well, safer than the other two at least. "This little bee was simply wanting some food when the lizard decided to stare too hard at something she shouldn't~" She giggled a bit at that, finally deciding to straighten her head, as if she finally decided on something. "This little birdie has no desire to cause trouble for funny little ants. Only observe."

That was about as much of a straight answer he was probably going to get. She of course, wasn't here to destroy his world or something, and was definitely sent here by mother to learn, but where would the fun be in simply telling him that? She had to at least make a small game out of it.