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The Seven Mysteries Of The School - A Mystery RP!

Appearance Description: He stands at 1.82 meters and weighs about 81 kilograms. When not in his school uniform, he dresses in an urban-casual attire that consists of white sneakers, dark jeans, and various jackets, bandannas, and headbands.

Name: Sanada, Kazuo

Age: 18

Year: 3

Reason For Joining: Every year, just for fun, Kazuo dedicates his time to a new club. This year he has resolved to join the Mystery Solving Club, for he had never heard of such a thing before. He had heard of Miyama's Seven Mysteries, but never took the rumors seriously enough. With him graduation soon, however, why not confirm about these so-called 'mysteries' before leaving?

Skills: He's a well-rounded individual, being moderately athletic as well as having critical thinking skills that are quite distinct. as he has a collective and quick mind, he's able to adapt well to his surroundings. Being charismatic is his signature skill - he is good at reasoning and persuading, as well as being able to disperse tension and anxiety among his peers.

Personality: Cynical, indifferent, and calm are three words that best reflects his glassy personality. He is not the one to overexert himself in any situation, and he approaches his problems with a very methodical cool. With his refined mind and clear temperament, it is hard for him to get irritated or flustered, but at the same time, hard for him to get passionate and motivated as well. He is very neutral in character, a great trait that makes him a great friend. He is caring and understanding, as well as strict and forthright.

Biography: Kazuo is senior at Mayami High School with above-average grades and came from an upper-middle class family. Nothing special can be said about him, for he's just a regular student attending his regular courses. He is well-known at school, however, as a likable senpai who's not quick to judge and is easy to talk to. Regardless of seniority, he interacts with all of his schoolmates in his same, casual manner.

Relationships: [This will be added later on when all the characters have been accepted and will be updated as the story goes on]

Other: He loves sweets, and can be seen eating candy of pastries most of the time.

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Hope it's not too late to join! After being a fan on the VN Corpse Party of many years, I am excited to be apart of this RP. It seems very well prepared, as well as being quite unique! :)

Zico's Search for a Female Partner! [18+][Cas-HiCas]

Bump before bed. :)

Zico's Search for a Female Partner! [18+][Cas-HiCas]

Heyo! I'm officially on Spring Break now, which means that I have all the time in the world to participate in my favorite hobby that is RPing! So please, help me knead out the burning knot in my chest that is slowly crushing my innards caused by the anxiety and stress of finals, by partaking in a wonderful journey of story-weaving. :p

And so, onto the rules and what I'm looking for:

What I'm Looking For

- Seeking a casual to high casual +18 female partner who's willing to double if necessary.
- Must be in it for long-term; I have other things to do outside of the forum, so I ask you to be patient if I can't get around to a reply. I'll kindly do the same!
- Minimum of two paragraphs, please!
- It'd be nice if we can talk outside of the RP as well. Many times I have become distant to an RP because I don't feel a connection to a partner. Sorry, it's just the way I am. :(
- Someone who's able to take initiative and develop a story with me. I don't bite (too hard) ; pitch in any of your ideas if you have any!

Now, about me!

'Bout Lil 'Ol Me

- Usually post about 3-5 paragraphs, with the intro being a bit longer at times. I average three paragraphs though.
- I'm handsome.
- My post time varies, but I can usually go for a post or two a day, especially if I have days off from work or school.
- Very adaptive - I'm here to satisfy not only my cravings, but yours. I'm open-minded to a lot of ideas. :)
- I consider myself literate, and I also double-check before posting. Just don't yell at me if I do make a mistake. :,(

OK! With the introductions and small stuff out of the way, here's a presentation of my cravings and a small description of how I want it. As of now, I have a skeleton of a plot for each pairing, and I'm looking for a competent partner to help me fill in the gaps. PM me or message me here ; either way, I'd love to hear from you guys! :) IF you don't like what you see, go ahead and throw in pairings and ideas of your own. :)

My Cravings

- Rival Gang Member x Rival Gang Member
[Something cute and lighthearted mixed with darker passion and drama. Think of it as a very mature romantic-comedy of sorts.]
- Best Friends
[Slice-Of-Life routine centered around college students. One of the two friends falls for the other through some incident.]
- Babysitter x Young Guardian of Orphaned Kids
[Pair of siblings to wealthy family lost their parents ; uncle reluctantly becomes guardian ; hires babysitter/nanny to help.]
- Con-Artist/Master Thief x Detective
[Detective captures thief/con-artist ; makes a deal and con-artist becomes consultant/partner ; cracks cases together.]

Into the Flames

Only two an a half(?). :) But sorry if we dampened your mood to create a character, @malmshodes :(

Into the Flames

Name: Vaelin Sinnet, the Wanderer Race: Human Age: 25 Gender: Male Equipment: Basic travelling sack and durable adventurer's clothing (mix-match of leather and cloth). Though he is a Runic Mage, he is quite adept with a sword and carries a trusty blade at his side. Most importantly, he carries a leather-bound notebook that he uses for his magic (to be explained in the Magic section). Magic: Written Runes. By replicating the ancient sigils within his notebook and then tearing and crumpling the page within his hands, Kevin can invoke magics of the old. This ranges from anima-affinity spells, to magical materialization, and to blessings and curses. The downside to his magic is that it MUST be written before it can be casted, leaving him to often become an 'immobile' mage. It is also a dilemma if he were to lose this portable ink pen or his leatherbound book, or worse, both. Bio: The son of an alchemist and a scholar, Vaelin Sinnet had lived quite an ordinary life. Though he may be quite knowledgeable, nothing really stood out from the boy besides his knack for getting in trouble. Quite rebellious at an early age, he was quite popular with the children of his age and managed to form a 'gang' of mischief makers that ran rampant in his small town. Though their actions were anything but hostile, their reckless behavior was such a nuisance that Vaelin's parents decided to send him off to a nearby city for a private boarding school in hopes of fixing his vagrant streak. It was here where the young child was exposed to magic for the first time; by becoming an apprentice to a mage of the lost art of Runes, Vaelin had paved himself a path to become a user himself. Throughout the years, the boy had retained a vast amount of information on magics, and his thirst for knowledge drove him to the top of the class. It did not take much for him to graduate as one of the tops in his class. However, after his graduation, his thirst for knowledge became a siren's call for adventure. Filled with confidence, power, and youth, Vaelin had decided to set for the world rather than returning back to his hometown. It has been several years on the road, and he had become quite an adept adventurer. It also helped that his mental library of runes had increased since the times of his academic years. Now, the grand merchant city of Tremshire beckons him with it's richness and alluring mystery of the Ember Peaks.

Into the Flames

Very interested. Will post up an OC shortly. :)

Royal Hounds ~ (Hunters of the Crown)

Unless you guys want a filler post, I think I'm going to wait for the actual departure of the Hounds. :) But I think Minime's character, Red, is the one we're waiting on.

Royal Hounds ~ (Hunters of the Crown)

Unless you guys want a filler post, I think I'm going to wait for the actual departure of the Hounds. :) But I think Minime's character, Red, is the one we're waiting on.

Royal Hounds ~ (Hunters of the Crown)

Camden snorted as the meeting finally concluded, amused at how fast the tension of the air finally snapped into nothingness as movement rifled through the stiff crowd. Like machines, the Hounds analyzed and processed their revered order by the Royal Crown, and immediately turned their cogs to power up their terrible mechanism of absolute obedience. Already the three Corps began to act upon themselves as each individual members congregated and began necessary preparations for their respective missions.

Leaning back as far as he could, Thorn propped his feet up on the chair in front of him and gave a small yawn. With his eyes of deep oak, he casually watched as they conversed with one another, swapping information and concerns until finally they started to disperse into their designated briefing stations. Camden couldn't help but smile as he gazed at the inferno of their will and ferocity, his crooked grin reflecting his boyish envy. They were assigned the more exciting operations, damn them.

Still, babysitting some intelligence brat wouldn't be too bad. Truthfully, Camden had always had a profound respect for the Crown's Intelligence Division. Though their agents were not even a hundredth as good as an observant Hell Hound, their abilities were quite respectful in terms of 'normal' proficiency. He had no doubt that his assigned agent will be capable enough to extract the necessary information, and, maybe with some luck, Camden would be able to ascertain some important data regarding this whole ordeal.

At last, the Thorn of London decided to get off of his lazy ass to make some preparations of his own. He had until the end of the day to rendezvous with the intelligence officer if he wanted to make good time; Camden did not expect the Black Dogs to take very long in securing their 'kill. Better get a headstart. With a hearty stretch, Camden plopped to his feet in a graceful manner, taking a moment's time to crease out the wrinkles of his blazer before striding towards the exit.

Nearing the door that would lead him out of this suffocating room, Thorn passed by Disciple addressing her fellow colleagues as they made their way out. He glanced at her and maintained the stare until she finally got to him.

He gave her a small wink and his usual grin, before walking out the door without a slight pause. But as he made his way outside, he held up his envelope behind him for her to see. A silent message.

See ya when I get back.

Royal Hounds ~ (Hunters of the Crown)

Long, slender fingers brushed against the coldness of silver as Camden Sorna rolled the sheen, metal ring between each digit of his left hand, a blank mask of boredom donned on his angular features. He sat leaning forward on his table, right elbow propped to support his resting head as the other extended in front of him so that he may play with his shiny ring. Though his posture was informal and laxed, the Thorn was dressed quite sharply in a casual manner. A simple and thin, navy blazer was fitted tightly over a black, collared shirt, which perpetuated his slim torso. Clean, white sneakers adorned his tapping feet, and were slightly draped over by a pair of skinny, tan khakis.

His eyes were distant as he stared at the front of the conference room, his gaze phasing right through his colleague and fellow Guard of the Crown: the woman who had called them together on such a short notice during a fine day like today, Disciple.

The man tilted his head curiously as he spun the silver ring on his index finger with his thumb, his dark pupils narrowing as his mind began to focus a little.

He was wondering what the section of the wall that Disciple was blocking looked like.

Was it the same, sterile color of white that casted a depressing atmosphere to this suffocating auditorium? Or did it hold some sort of beautiful array of colors yet to be beheld by the human eye?

Camden guess that he would never find out. Disciple's figure, though graceful and supple as it was, became a permanent obstruction to his deep, cognitive analysis that was the result of his boredom. Camden frown, his eyes now settling on hers and gave a small scowl.

Camden sighed as he flicked the ring hard, launching it off of his index finger. His gaze finally wavered, and he forced his eyes away from the front and instead, toward the sky of flawless, white tiles. A metallic mirage blurred the air above him as the ring danced towards the enclosed heavens before disappearing entirely to his snatching palm. Pocketing his special accessory, the man leaned back, folded his arms behind his head, and closed his eyes as the rest of the Hounds began to file in. Being a Cerberus himself, Camden was the first person to arrive just after Disciple herself. Since his position required a direct obligation to the Crown, his leash was chokingly-short and bounded him to HQ most of the time.

Thus began the long wait for the meeting to commence.

Occasionally, he would peek around the room with one eye to observe the colorful variants that took their seats around the conference room. Though they mostly kept to themselves, Camden noticed that each Corps segregated themselves from each other. The man couldn't help but to smirk at this - the tension in the air was so taut that he felt like he could reach out and pluck out a beautiful melody.

Still, he didn't blame them for being so anxious. They were, after the, the most dangerous beings in the world. One cannot trust the other if both are intent to kill.

Camden gave another sigh, sinking lower into his chair, trying to find a comfortable position to lean back into. He himself was situated at the very back and center of the room, and although his eyes were closed, his other four senses were on full alert as he waited for their business to start.