Utrax

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Chapter 4 will probably have the entire conflict against Annabelle and Saul and 5 will be the epilogue

@The Ghost Note

That's gonna be a bigass chapter.

Edit: @silvermist1116 Herik should kick Mariah off the team cause he didn't even pick her. I vote kick her out.

Art Contests

I'd like some clarification in regards to the art mediums-- i.e. Paintings, sketches, 3d modeling, paper sculpture?
And with that said, will they be separated based on medium? Or simply, "Go make finger paint to compete if you want."

What Are You Listening To?

Billy Strings -- Meet Me at the Creek // Country/Folk


^{..one of the shredding-ist banjo solos i have heard in a while. Really needed to share it with more people cause HOLY SHIT.}

[Open] [Remake] The Deep Blue Sea

No worries! Thanks for letting us know.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

^{Basic Bitch Beach House --> The Gay Grove}

“I’ll try to talk slower...”
Mariah bowed her head, mouthing the words, 'Thank you,' with a slight smile to Isla. She seemed alright-- anyone willing to slow down their incomprehensible accent was generally alright. Inwardly, Mariah imagined Isla and Hector trying to have a conversation, with both of them constantly saying 'Huh?' back and fourth. Smirking behind her fan, Mariah looked to Emily as Emily told her--

"But, we're witches-- What kind of witch goes to a warehouse to train?"
"Everybody inna 90s movie went inta some kinda warehouse for a trainin' montage n' you absolutely know it," snickered Mariah... And then Emily told someone they were, in fact, going to do a training montage.

“Nice to meet you. I like your fan. I’m Vashti. I’d like to say that our meetings aren’t always like this. I’m sure Claudette was just about to introduce the two of you.”

Vaati? No, Vashti

Mariah smiled warmly at Vashti as Kara stepped forward to demo her powers for the group. To Vashti, Maria went on to tell her, "Thanks, sis-- and Claudette already told me y'all can get a little, uh--" she fanned quickly as she said the word "--rowdy. But I ain't afraid of nothin' like that. It's a lifestyle choice, honestly," she concluded with a melodramatic sigh. She pat her leg, then slid her phone out of her pocket, beginning to text then...

<sup>I need a lift, papito.

Cachate >:(

Wooooow

minutes 5 ok</sup>

When she took her phone out to start texting her ride, she heard Madison say, "--Sounds like something the fuckin' FBI would say."
"Say it louder, sis," Mariah piped up, her nose practically buried in text messages. And Claudette-- oh Claudette sounded straight up like a scolding mom. "Tsk tsk," Mariah went, somehow joining Claudette's scolding despite being part of the problem previously.

As so it was that Hector arrived on his LOUD motorcycle and drove behind Madison to take Mariah to the edge of the woods. He walked with her into them as in, he was the one stepping first into the underbrush, because Mariah figured there were snakes and he would probably shake off a snake bite like it wasn't shit. Plus? She was a dainty princess who's gentle skin could not handle a single twig brushing against it, as evidenced by the reappearance of the Hello Kitty parasol, and Hector going out of his way to keep branches from scraping her.

Hector stood off in the woodline pissing as Mariah walked the last few feet to join the group. So. They were going to play Capture the Flag? Mariah, whilst holding her parasol, decided to double up her escape of the heat by taking her fan out again, as she eyed the other members. One thing was certain-- she wasn't exactly going to participate very well, seeing as she barely knew what her abilities could do, but she wanted to be on the winning team.

"...I think Isla would be a good member. Having her means an easy win, but we won't get much training if she can get it and come back," some beefy guy with a fucking Lion was saying.

"Uhuh--Yeah-- If she on your team? I'm on your team," Mariah told Herik, indicating Isla with a point of her fan, "Cause obviously she the game breaker--" Mariah then told Isla "--I'm on your team, sis!"

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

@silvermist1116There's a whole underground scene where people used sealed apparitions to d-d-d-d-duel.

<Snipped quote by Utrax>

True fight is between the Leviathan and Mariah for who's the true queen of the Coven.

@Atrophy

SOMEHOW Leviathan interprets Mariah as a threat to ruling the Primates. LMAO.
Best timeline!

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

@Atrophy Leviathan and Chompy must fight for superior reptile status.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

The noise Mariah's fan makes in my head every time it opens.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

^{Basic Bitch Beach House}

Mariah nearly lept out of her skin when Isla teleported over. She had a hand on her chest as if to keep her heart from beating out of it as Isla spoke. A quick huff was let out by Mariah as Isla said--

“Nice to meet you! But yeah, maybe we should like... wait outside.”

Isla

And of course, this cause Mariah to mumble in response, "What. The fuck. Did you just say? Like-- can a bitch get some subtitles or...?" Now, Mariah had traveled and met a lot of people along the way, English was her primary language, and her mastery of Spanish had come naturally, but she had never in her life heard someone talk like that before. So she was left just standing there, staring at Isla in confusion, before the others in the group started speaking. While yes, she did want to get the hell out of there, she did feel as if whatever was going on was worth knowing. Maybe. So she just shut up and listened.

And by the end of it, Mariah was left feeling like she had just joined the world's worst Gang in a supernatural Gang War. Two bitches dead-- one of which was posessed-- and there was somebody in a Den? All of it jangled around in Mariah's head like the change in a cup she once shook but, this was only momentary, before she decided to just dump most of all into the 'What's that gotta go with me?' bucket internally.

The only concerning thing was the apparent murderer. Okay. Annabelle. Right.
That was a name Mariah knew she simply wasn't going to remember no matter how many times it was said and, as Claudette rattled off the list of the Coven's 'exploits,' Mariah couldn't help but snicker.

"So, thoughts? Questions? Concerns?"

Claudette

Veeeery slowly Mariah went to raise her hand but then Grace and Quinn happened.

"And I would just like to say...My mind has been all over the place, so I suppose-I will pay more attention now, no more spacing out or having my head up my own ass or pushing a gun to my head. I'll earn some respect before I die fighting, hopefully you'll give me that. Also yeah, cheesy speech. Sorry."

Quinn

"Bitch, what? Wha-- you jus' gonna steamroll past the whole suicidal ideations thing like it ain't shit? That's how you do? Forreal?" Mariah made a face of profound confusion before waving a hand. "Ay dios Mio-- whatevea--" as a formality she stuck her hand into the air as she asked "--Yea, right, why don't yall just blackmail Blake into gettin' us one of them abandoned warehouses or some shit instead of us goin' to the Meth-head-serial-killer-y woods for practice? Just an idea. But whatever I'll go with yall-- oh and I'm Mariah, by the way." As if it were punctuation, Mariah snapped her fan open, then started fanning herself slightly.

[Open] [Remake] The Deep Blue Sea

Queen Celestius

^@AnyAlex
"DETRIMENTAL!?" screeched the Prince, finally breaking his silence, and immediately receiving a withering glare from the Queen. He looked as if he he were primed up to say more but he ended up looking down at the floor instead.

It was then the King turned to look to the Queen and they shared a silent few moments. Eventually, the Queen breathed a deep sigh, "Have you time to wait then, Captain? It would likely be of great benefit for you to make use of our storeroom to resupply anyway. I'm also certain that your crew requires rest. Mayhap you would be able to delay your departure by five days? We need to confer with the rest of our prestigious candidates, as well as determine which servant will accompany them. Rest assured-- they will be instructed that they are to treat you and your crew with the utmost respect, as you are the Captain of your vessel and they will simply be a guest." As the King turned to resume his position on the throne, he nodded in agreement with the Queen, and mentioned how the crew might benefit from assistance from the navy-- at least in matters of ensuring their ship were as in good condition as possible before departure.

"If you find these terms agreeable Captain," said the Queen in a tone that really seemed to imply he'd better, "Then in five days hence, you will depart with a representative and their servant."