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8 yrs ago
A run-on sentence does not mean a long sentence.
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9 yrs ago
@Ophidian Funny thing, that was always my court.
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9 yrs ago
Nanowrimo time.
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9 yrs ago
I didn't even know Life is Strange had a prequel before Fabricant mentioned it. Going to have to pull some money out of somewhere.
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@Fabricant, I think I understand what you're saying, but it still made no sense.
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Ruomahl heard a girl yelling and felt as though the number of women of which he could choose from was lessened by one. He looked around at his brother's wanting to see how they would react. He would let one of them get it, he thought. He thought that he should let them do the work.
But then a thought came to him. There could be only one who could open the door first, and if it was not himself it would be one of his brothers. If it was one of his brothers, it would not be him. Ergo, one of them would have something he wouldn't. While it sounded ridiculous, that was only because it was. Ruomahl rushed to the door. If someone got ahead of him, he would light them on fire.

Roumahl answered the door to two girls. It would be the time to introduce himself. He half-wondered which one had made that obnoxious howl, but decided that he should just forget about it.
Nn
"Hello, my name is Ruomahl," I said. Damn. "Yes, Rowan Mullen. Pleasure to, uh, make your, um, acquaintance. Yes."

Now, that could have gone a lot better, but now there's now helping it. I should have let my brothers do it.
Aaron did his best to get settled into his new room. It was not fancy like it had. been at the estate, but that much was to be expected. He took a seat on his bed. When he finally got there, tears streamed down his cheeks. He had made it; his trials were over. Aaron wanted nothing more than to finally be able to settle down, after all that had he had gone through on the streets.

After calming down, he opened up his bag that had be slung over his shoulder all day, and actually all years. Inside were his books. He had used them to keep himself busy, and calm, when he was on the streets. Other than his sister, they were the only thing he had fond memories of. He took out his copy of Lord Byron's Don Juan, and read it for a little bit, until Aaron was ready for that much-wanted sleep.

Aaron woke up to the smell of bacon. He was glad to be woken to the smell of bacon. Aaron thought to dress himself, but he then remembered he was wearing his only clothes. A little embarrassed about how he must look, he slowly got out of bed and went downstairs.

Sorry that I missed so much. Things came up and I wasn't able to make it yesterday.
Elizabeth had been so adamant on seeing this supposedly haunted house, but when she finally found herself there, she was less than impressed. There were cobwebs
everywhere, and it all appeared to be in a dilapidated condition, but that was about it. Look beneath common, face fears, and one can see that cobwebs are not a sign of the lack of life, but of the flourishing of it. Even if the place was indeed t inactive, Elizabeth felt no fear.

Perhaps the most interesting thing in the entire room was a painting, unblemish by the hands of time. She felt herself drawn to it, which Elizabeth felt to be a good omen. At the bottom of the painting was the title of the painting, Cadwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts. There were so many questions that flew into Elizabeth's head. Who ,for instance, was Cadwell? Elizabeth,however, was faced with a more pressing dilemma. Why was she falling through the painting?

As she fell through the sky, her calmness surprised her. It wasn't as if she was expecting to survive, but rather, a neccessity made it so. Her fall was surprisingly graceful, if a bit rough. She had little time to collect herself, as a fairly large group was already on their way to somewhere else. Putting aside reason, which would dictate that she should be skeptical of unknown forces of which conspired in such a way as to result in herself falling from a painting, Elizabeth collected herself and hurried after the bunch.
Long-term Character

more information can be found here:rp-worlds.wikia.com/wiki/Elizabeth_Lau..

Name: Elizabeth Laurent
Appearance:

Age: 17
Room: 1
Race: human
Both (Traditional and Draconic Magic)
Magic Specialty: elemental control

Ranking of the Basic Four
1) Earth
2) Wind
3) Water
4) Fire
Magic Affinity: Mental
Unique Traits: She has heterochromia. What is most peculiar about her case is that her right eye is purple, while her left eye is gold.
Likes: Literature, Classical Music, Intriguing Situations, Interesting People
Dislikes: Homophobia, Boring People
Personality: Elizabeth is notable for being intelligent and erudite for her age, and she's not afraid to flaunt it. She is often friendly, but is not very fond of things or people she finds boring. Unless she's working on a project, she likely won't stay on one subject for very long.
History: Elizabeth grew up in Arlington, Virginia, Elizabeth found the life there to simple. She is naturally drawn to magic, but she had no idea about it. This lead her to become a restless girl constantly searching for excitement, never to be completely fulfilled.
Pet Desired: Arcane Hound
Dragon Desired: Ancient Air Dragon

Other: Follow the Rainbow.
Independent Courses: Archaic Languages, Calligraphic, Auras, Musical Instrument, and Basketry.
Name: Elizabeth Laurent
Appearance:

Age: 17
Room: 5
Race: human
Traditional Magic
Magic Specialty: elemental control
Ranking of the Basic Four
1) Earth
2) Wind
3) Water
4) Fire
Magic Affinity: Mental
Unique Traits: She has heterochromia. What is most peculiar about her case is that her right eye is purple, while her left eye is gold.
Likes: Literature, Classical Music, Intriguing Situations, Interesting People
Dislikes: Homophobia, Boring People
Personality: Elizabeth is notable for being intelligent and erudite for her age, and she's not afraid to flaunt it. She is often friendly, but is not very fond of things or people she finds boring. Unless she's working on a project, she likely won't stay on one subject for very long.
History: Elizabeth grew up in Arlington, Virginia, Elizabeth found the life there to simple. She is naturally drawn to magic, but she had no idea about it. This lead her to become a restless girl constantly searching for excitement, never to be completely fulfilled.
Pet Desired: Arcane Hound
Other: Follow the Rainbow.
Ruomahl/Rowan


Ruomahl began to hear some racket outside. It wasn't the normal type of racket, either. Likely, there had been some development in regards to their reason for being here. Ruomahl took a step out of his door and heard this man speaking. He seemed to have a lot of confidence for a random grunt sent out on a backwater shadowing mission. Ruomahl found himself scoffing at his arrogance. If they were to be punished, it would be by their father's hand, not his.

What surprised Ruomahl the most was his immense incompetence. Ruomahl noticed that they had company, human company. He only spotted one human girl, but that was enough to warrant no making a scene. In addition to giving away pivotal and secret information, he teleported away in front of them. Ruomahl scoffed.

"You'd think they'd send someone who knew at least a little about the human world," Ruomahl said.

Nonetheless, he would have to accommodate his company soon. Given the situation, he couldn't imagine they were all lining up for the task. He'd do his best. Ruomahl wanted to head back home, and he wanted to beat his brothers. He couldn't let them beat him. He wouldn't be able to stand it.
Ruomahl/Rowan

Ruomahl had been surprised to find such a plethora of information so readily available. Ruomahl had already found a lot about this world, Earth. Earth was the English name, but it had many other names in many other languages. This world was full of water, most it which remained undrinkable to humans. Apparently, humans had a limited tolerance to salt. There were many thousands of species of animals who shared Earth with humanity, much to Ruomahl's surprise, but it appeared that none of them had been as successful.

Ruomahl set out to learn more about what humanity was. For the moment, that was more important than learning about Earth. Apparently they were split into hundreds of different hundreds of different nations, and worse, they were content with the situation. The kings of old had all but disappeared. Only a handful of kings remained, and even fewer held on to the power their ancestors possessed. Ruomahl had always assumed that monarchy was the only form of government, and that without a King,everything would fall apart. Ruomahl wondered if humans were really so different, or had the humans discovered something that had escaped the knowledge of Hell? Ruomahl shook his head. This was not why he was sent here, and his father likely wouldn't aporove of such thoughts.

Ruomahl, curious, looked up what the humans thought of demons. It was absolutely infuriating. Demons were defined as vile creatures, beings of evil, who sinned for sins sake. All true, but Ruomahl didn't appreciate how ugly they were. It seemed that many humans saw demons as fallen angels. The tales of angels and demons were so true, yet so false.

This was a completely foreign world. There was so much to learn, and so little time. He could sit here all day, and still not fully understand humanity. However, that wasn't enough to discourage him. Ruomahl would find out more about humanity's history, and how humanity acted and functioned.

In the background, Ruomahl could hear his brothers act like idiots. They thought they were taming monsters, but Ruomahl knew that the only monster in their rooms were the thing he was on right now. Earth apparently didn't have monsters, or nothing humans would admit were. He definitely wasn't going to lose to these fools. Ruomahl had to make sure that he was the one who got back home first. He thought that maybe the best way to do that wasn't at the edge of this thing, but he put the thought out of his mind. He needed information; he wasn't going to walk around blindly.
I can see Rowan with Bessy or Acacia, but probably not with Harmonia.
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