Whirlwind

In the Shadows (Vampire Roleplay)

Ah, all the little people of Ipswich were leaving their jobs and heading home. The whole town was so quaint. Much more endearing than his good old London. But alas, there were far fewer suspicious folks there, and more folks in general. Pierce mulled over which particular person he wanted to take back with him as a prize, when the delightful sent of baked dough hit his nose. He wandered closer to the bakery, seeing a young woman and determining she would be a valuable thrall. If nothing else, she could cook for the human slaves he and his friends housed to serve them. He smirked softly, awaiting her to near the shadows.

In the Shadows (Vampire Roleplay)

Evelyn had spent the time since Pierce had left her in the room trying to pick the lock of the door with anything she could find. A little after 8, she finally managed to hear a small click. She breathed a sigh of relief, opening the door and leaving it. She was still in her dress she'd worn to work this morning, but the rounded collar was stained red on one side from her blood. She couldn't see her appearance at the moment though, considering she'd broken her mirror. She didn't care in a way either, seeing as how no one would want to look upon her again. The very thought of what she was now weighed heavily on her, and she made her way to the back door. Opening it and heading out, she let her hand grip the outside of it tightly, fear in every bone of her body. What was she supposed to do now? Who would even care about her now that she was a vampire of all things? Not to mention this undying thirst in her throat was driving her mad.

All in a Day's Work: A Superhero RP

Zinnia Clark was driving around Greenfield in her car, enjoying the bright beautiful day with her windows rolled down and the radio turned up. She wore a simple outfit, not having planned on doing anything too devious in the middle of the day. The night time was more her forte. She already had a plan for this evening. She had dinner last with one of Greenfield’s wealthiest, having come up to him while he was about to be seated at a restaurant and introduced herself. Fake name of course. She’d complimented his speech he gave a couple days prior, all about how to clean up the streets, pausing when she spoke in breathless tone about how eloquent he was. He’d invited her to stay and eat dinner with him of course, which she obliged, ordering champagne to top it all off. He’d simply chuckled it off and enjoyed the company of a girl half his age. If that.

He’d taken her back to his place, but she’d drugged his drink. She interrogated him in his dreamy state about safes and locks and passcodes of his, and written them all down. She’d stayed til the morning and bid him a happy farewell- him none the wiser and assuming things had happened which had never occurred. But, it gave him stories to tell on the golf green, and she didn’t care. He would never suspect the lovely young lady he’d spent a romantic dinner with would be the one returning tonight to steal everything from him. Some people were too easy.

All these thoughts were running through her mind when she heard police sirens and the cars they belonged to, skidding past her and heading down another road. She frowned, flipping on the police scanner in her car and hearing about a bank robbery. Really? How cliché. She made a ‘tsk’ sound with her lips and shook her head. The light turned green and she continued driving, glancing to the side where a man driving his truck smiled at her. She grinned and winked back, mumbling under her breath about how she could own that truck by morning if she wanted.

A School for Deities.

Evera looked a bit surprised when he put his hands up and began tripping over his words. She was simply confused. He’d seemed so confident when talking earlier, and rather rude. Now here he was seeming like she’d confused him by simply asking if he was tired. Perhaps she had embarrassed him? Of course she had. She felt pretty badly about it when he lowered his head and then lowered his voice so only she could hear. She leaned forward a bit to hear him, and nodded at his words. She smiled friendly like and sat back, still hoping he was alright. It seemed they had quite a collection aboard this bus… their ghostly guide, a shrine maiden who seemed nice, the shadow man with claws, this split personality boy, and then the man in the back who seemed a bit split as well, reading one minute and winking and getting sarcastic with Ashil the next. Well, what could she really expect? Gods were rather eccentric right? Only makes sense they would be too. Still, she hoped they could get along. It seemed most wouldn’t mind. Except maybe Andrew. She glanced back at him and he was asleep. Hmmm. Seemed he preferred to be left alone.

Rise of Humanity!

Daily watched Darren moving the box without touching it, finding the ability interesting, but she didn’t want to lose focus of her objective. Take the towers. That was easy enough right? She just stood over the guys who were all leaned over Eli’s dirt plan, observing but not crowding. She listened as Ray questioned about a secret weapon, and Darren about his usefulness within the plan. She found it all a bit trivial. She sighed heavily, trying not to roll her eyes and nodded when Eli said if they had to retreat, to come back to this spot. Welp, seemed as though they were a team not. How quaint.

Her ears perked up more when Mark spoke, as what he said was actually sem-important. No secret weapons. Former Rebel force base. Easy mission. She smirked at Mark’s threat, finding it made him slightly more appealing when he spoke to Darren about what would happen if he lost his gun. Well, at least some of their team wasn’t weird or useless.

After the mission is over, go to the next town over. Awesome. She could do that. Following orders was one thing she knew how to do. So she just tapped her toes and awaited the start of the mission, stepping behind a few of her comrades to hide from Darren after he remarked that his extent of gun knowledge came from comic books. In her mind she was still repeating the relatively simple plan. Distraction. Hiding. Storm base. Take towers. Seize control without dying. Go to the next town over. ”I’m ready when the time gets here,” she mumbled pulling her bottle out again and drinking a bit more before putting it back. Ah yes. That helped everyone else not annoy her so much.

[This Roleplay Is Closed] - Aulani Academy (Daemon Hunter Roleplay)

Fallon jumped back slightly when Kas fell off Alex’s shoulder, but when he became like smoke and then reappeared on Alex’s shoulder, she was delighted. ”That’s quite a talent!” she complimented his daemon, smiling. ”Oh so you must know all about this place. The classes, the rules, all about daemons… I’m afraid I really don’t know much about any of it,” she said, smile straining slightly as she hoped to become a part of the culture of the school. And pick up everything rather quickly. It would be best for her classes either way.

When they got to the front of the line, Fallon ordered another French Vanilla, earning her a nip from Iris since she’d promised just to get food and not another drink of liquid caffeine. ”Oh shush you,” Fallon teased softly to the cat, reaching up to scratch her ears while glancing to Alex who said it was on him. ”Oh you don’t have to do that. It was my idea,” she said, pulling out her wallet. But then she hesitated. ”Well, I guess you can pay this time and I will next time! Maybe we can make it a morning tradition. That is, if you drink some every morning like I do,” she chuckled, knowing he must or he wouldn’t be trying to make coffee in his room Or ordering two coffees right off the bat.

Once she got her drink she looked around for a place to sit. ”Actually, it’s so nice outdoors, would you want to go outside? Seems like others are out there enjoying the day too, so we might as well,” she smiled brightly.

Down the Rabbit Hole Again

Spoke too soon meh friend!

Down the Rabbit Hole Again

Eira had spent all evening and night cleaning her room spotless. When she’d finally sat in a rather large chair in her room, it was morning. Soft bags were under her eyes as she went to take a shower, undressing except for her hat. She got redressed in a black knee length sleeveless dress with lace about the collar, sitting back in her chair tiredly while slipping on some white gloves. The nurse arrived and brought her some medication, and she hesitantly took it. ”You didn’t touch the pills with your hand did you?” she asked nervously. But the nurse reassured her they were tapped out into the cup directly from the bottle. Eira nodded, giving a relieved smile.

”Perhaps you’d like to join me for tea later? My things still haven’t arrived but I have the most marvelous little tea set. Actually several. They should send them all. Of course, that requires touching my things, which I will have to clean prior to use, but well… you all do have tea here don’t you? And cakes? It is my unbirthday today and I’m afraid no cake will just not do.” The nurse assured her she could have cake with her lunch when she went down for it. ”Splendid! I hope father does join us today. Where are my friends? They must be on their way too. I have to sing for them…” she rattled on as the nurse quickly left the girl.

By lunch time, Eira’s medications had taken enough of an effect that she could grab her tray with her gloved hands and sit at a table without feeling the need to clean everything or question too much how the food was handled. She spotted a table with some bright looking folks, and sat down with them. ”Why hello all! Oh I’m afraid they gave you dirty cups. Dirty cups all around. I just don’t know what I’m going to do with these cups,” she frowned, mumbling and grabbing Theo’s cup as he was still standing near where she’d sat, examining it with one eye open and one eye squished shut.

A School for Deities.

Evera smiled momentarily when Ashil smiled and turned around. He seemed to suddenly turn back though, and a look of concern flashed across her face. He looked back her way again, but this time scowling and snapping at her. She frowned slightly, tilting her head. Well that was a bit strange. Almost like, split personalities or something. Or perhaps he’d though he’d heard one of the others he liked better speaking to him, and when he realized it was her, got angry. She was a little sad at the thought that perhaps people didn’t like her already.

”Um, I asked if perhaps you’d feel better if you took a nap? You seem grumpy,” she said slowly, unsure if it was wise to have spoken to him now. Especially with such a mothering thing.

|Heroes Among Us|

Dixie looked down at her spoonful of peanut butter then back up to Axle. ”No thank ya,” she said quietly, going back to eating and looking in her lap. She screwed the lid back on the jar when Beauty entered the kitchen, trailed by massive pink birds and a girl with long dark hair. Hey Dixie this is our new hero… Alyssa right?”

”Howdy, Alyssa,” Dixie said with a gentle, albeit nervous smile. She really liked animals, but most had a sixth sense about her wolf form, and her ability to lose it, like she was dangerous, and stayed away. However one of the giant pink birds walked up to her. Dixie just stared back at the thing, waiting for it to nip at her like most animals, but it seemed content. She raised an eyebrow curiously, looking up to Beauty when she said Creampuff liked her.

”Creampuff?” she said, tilting her head. The bird seemed to respond to its name and Dixie smiled gently, reaching out and petting its head with only a bit of a nervous quiver to her hand. ”Do yer birds help ya fight?” Dixie asked Beauty, curious as to what the creatures actually did, or if they were just pets of hers.