Witch Cat

You are going back to school/college and discover the above avatar Is your teacher. What do you do?

"Just remember, you're not allowed to pounce on the students. Kitty cat!"

@BrokenPromise

This goes against my rights! I'm starting a movement! The students don't want you teaching them anymore, you keep trying to throw up in their mouths and throw them off branches.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

I had the intentions of making Eudora this calm yet deadly force that inspired fear in the heart's of men but I ended up writing her as a sweet old grandmother who just happens to be able to turn you into a frog.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

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Sylvia Strange

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Location: Shop
Interacting With: Sera (@Nallore)

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A victorious grin spread across Sylvia’s face as if to say “Hah!” as the weapon flung out of the undead’s grip. However, her happiness was short-lived as the dull throb of the bullet wound grew once more into a sharp sting. The spell had taken much out of her and now she was doubled over, gasping weakly for air while she slowly stumbled back.

She managed to barely balance herself, holding firmly onto the wall as she shook away the strands of hair that fell in front of her face. She had a hard life, but not hard enough to allow her to shrug off a bullet wound. She brought her head up again, straining her neck as her muscles started to tense. The beast seemed to be momentarily distracted with a knife firmly lodged in it, it wasn’t enough to kill it but only to stagger it. Sylvia looked at the blade in her own hand and decided to take the risk.

She straightened herself again, her limbs were shaky as she twisted her body back, aiming the tip of the blade at the undead’s head. Sylvia was tired, shaky, and dehydrated. Her eyes were starting to lose focus as she struggled to hold on. All she needed was that one moment. That one moment of clarity and stillness to launch her blade. She took a deep breath and mid-heartbeat, she flung her arm forward. The sudden pain was immense, but she managed to let go of the blade as she brought her body forward. She staggered back, her breaths quick and panicked. She hoped all her carnival days paid off.

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Eudora Esmeralda Erebus

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Location:
Interacting With: Mercurial (@Morose)

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Eudora strangely enjoyed the silent walk. It was something she didn’t know she always wanted in her life. Just a quiet with somebody else at your side, however, knowing the person at her side was about to kill a building full of people wasn’t in her pleasant little fantasy, but Eudora didn’t let that bother her too much.

"Are you sensitive to the scent of charred flesh?"

Eudora faced the girl once again as she was pulled away from her thoughts, she took a few seconds to process the question. ”Me? Oh no deary, don’t worry I’ll be fine. My nose ain’t what it used to be.” she tried to laugh and could feel the girl’s disgust at it. But, Eudora learned to derive some pleasure from the girl’s disgust. Who didn’t love a bit of teasing?

As they finally were nearing the building, Eudora instinctively started to slow, but managed to keep up. She noticed crows circling in the corner of her eye, even mortals knew the significance of that omen. And for a moment, Eudora felt some pity for the soon-to-be-corpses. All these big men with big titles were about to be taken down by some lowly girl with an apathetic forest witch at her side.

Eudora didn’t do much as the girl splashed kerosene around the room, only occasionally going “oh” like some grandmother who stumbled into her grandchild’s messy room. What else was there to do? She felt like she was watching a car crash, unable to do anything and wanting to look away to only have morbid curiosity drag your eyes back at the scene. Eudora started to take an interest in this random girl and her motives. Was she part of a cult? Insane asylum escapee? So many possibilities, so many tales to tell her non-existent grandchildren.

She carefully sidestepped away from a puddle of burning gas, the smell of soot and fire poisoned her lungs as she stepped out of the building. ”What a mess.”

PRIES - Paranormal Noir RP [Always recruiting]

Aradia dropped the act, she screamed every curse word she knew in her head. The non-magical kind of curse. A part of her was shocked that the cult leader found out who they were so suddenly, and another part of her was disappointed she couldn’t carry out her act. All that prep for this one moment wasted. However, Aradia didn’t let that bother her too much. She was an agent, not an actor.

Aradia readied herself for a fight, obviously, there was no negotiation about to go down. It was either drink the kool aid or be killed. ”Take the initiative… take the initiative, her mind sang to her, what was she waiting for? All they needed to do was take down the leader before the mind-controlled freaks attacked. They were all innocent, she was sure none of them willingly joined, they didn’t deserve to be killed in the battle that should’ve been between only the agents and the beast.

So, out of a sense of duty to the people, Aradia dug her hands into her pockets. The instant she let her fingers brush against the bewitched metal that hid within it, she felt a surge of energy go through her. Along with that surge of power came a feeling of confidence, Aradia now felt sure she could pull this off.

The others seemed preoccupied with waiting for orders or giving witty remarks. Aradia believed there was no time for that, every second they wasted standing around, the beast’s power grew.

She firmly gripped the silvery white blade. The blade felt unnaturally cool, but it didn’t harm Aradia as she held it in between her fingertips. She twisted her body back, sending full force into the blade. ”Hey you,” Aradia spat out to the leader without thinking much, a cocky grin spreading on her face. It was now or never, she had to do this before her bravery faltered. She aimed the blade as carefully as she could, trying to aim her shot between the leader’s eyes and hopefully away from any of her coworkers’ heads. ”Catch!” and with that she brought her body forward, flinging the blade towards her target, the blade soaring through the air as she heard a distinct ”thawp”.

For a moment. Aradia didn’t dare look at what she hit. She brushed locks of her golden hair out of her eyes as her gaze trailed from the floor and towards her blade. Had she done it? Defeated the evil by throwing a knife at it? Had she missed her target? Hit her friends? Did she hit anything?

She brought her head up and winced at the sight.

You are going back to school/college and discover the above avatar Is your teacher. What do you do?

I'm glad to see Optimus Prime got a job after the Transformer thing didn't work out

The avatar above is the final boss of your epic quest. What are you fighting for, and how does the battle end?

I'm trying to plug my phone in to charge it but the robots are hogging the sockets so I bash their skills in.

GAME: Crush A Wish

Granted, and now it ate you.

I wish for my parents to love me again

Ban the Person above you

Banned for having less than 100 posts