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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Apr 28, 2006 16:40:55 GMT -5
Have a character that you're itching to try out? Want to have another roleplay with some new characters? Want to break in to the roleplaying community? Here's your place.
Nezumi stood in the middle of the path. She stretched, and yawned. "Harukiiiichiii! I'm tired."
Haruko looked annoyed.
"It's nine o clock in the morning... how are you tired, imbecile."
Nezumi looked annoyed. She did waht she always did when he annoyed her.
"Did you wet the bed when you were a kid? How old were you when you last did? What was it like?"
Haruko flinched.
"Yes. I was seven. I was at a slumber party..."
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 16:46:56 GMT -5
Thorn paced. "Where is he? I know you know!" he said to the half elf woman standing in front of him. Serlina shrugged. "darling, I have no idea what you are talking about," she said silkily. Thorn shifted to his semi-human form and glared at the woman. "Tell me where my son is, assassin," he growled. Serlina did a backflip on one hand and landed in a tree. "Only if you catch me," she called out with a seductive smile.
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Post by Dundee on Apr 28, 2006 16:50:17 GMT -5
((So, this is just a roleplay where people can stretch out their new characters, become familiar with them, and add a little character developement? Correct me if I'm wrong, but here goes...))
"Ooooooh, Diiii~iiiirrrrt..." Chantre called innocently. "It's Rock. Not DIRT." "Whatever. So, why are you called that anyway?" Rock slapped his forehead, and gave her the raised eyebrow of doom. "Maybe... it's because that's my name?!" "Naw, why did your parents name you such a weird name?" "I don't know. I'll ask them the next time I'm in the afterlife."
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 16:53:16 GMT -5
Thorn growled again. Then, he returned to his dragn form and crashed through the trees, chasing the half-elf assasin. "Come back here and tell me where my son is!" he roared. Serlina giggled and continued jumping from tree to tree.
Meanwhile:
Ashton wondered around, holding his head. It hurt. "Ouchy..." he whimpered.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 28, 2006 16:55:09 GMT -5
Mannaz stared at the sky, and sighed, daydreaming as he allways did. He was wandering around aimlessly, searching for rare herbs that he hadn't seen in years. He asked a tree for directions, and the birch had pointed him eastwards.
Presently, he came apon two humans... A male and a female. The male seemed to be some sort of fighter, or warrior, while the girl was undoubtably a vagabond. He had never been one to stand in the shadows, and was in good humor, so he placed a warm smile on his face, and apporoched. "Hello..."
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 16:59:19 GMT -5
Serlina flipped out of the trees and landed with a flourish in fron of the three people. "Well, hello loveys," she said, before catching sounds of Thorn. "Woops. Gotta go!" she said, bowing and flipping back away. Thorn burst onto the scene just in time to see Serlina dissappear into the trees. He stopped flying immediatly, falling to the ground with a crash. He shifted to his semi-human form and shook his fist at the sky. "Must I lose everything?" he yelled, before seeing the other people here. Approaching them rapidly, he asked "have you seen my son?"
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Post by Dundee on Apr 28, 2006 17:06:23 GMT -5
"Ummm..." Chantre scratched her head. This was a hard one. "Um, lemme think. Hmm. Well, if he looks anything like you, then nope. Sorry." Rock scowled at her, but then looked at the man asking, and jumped. Chantre snickered. He looks like he's never seen a dragon before, that idiot!
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 17:12:59 GMT -5
"He's about this tall, with green wings, black hair and green eyes," Thorn said. "He might be hurt. There was a storm and the lightning hit and he fell and I fell and now i can't find him. will you help?" Thorn asked frantically. He had been looking for Ashton for days and couldn't find him.
serlina watched from the trees, fingering her knife. hmm...this little group looks like fun... she thought to herself, smirking a little.
Ashton whimpered. "Daddy?" he asked, walking out of the trees, clutching his head in both hands. he walked up to the green haired person. "Do you know where my daddy is?" he asked, looking up. One wing was held out at an odd angle, and there was blood trickleing down the side of his head. He had been hurt pretty bad when he fell.
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Post by Zolah on Apr 28, 2006 17:20:50 GMT -5
" Redrick sat on a rock, it was nice how the wind blew in his face. and the smell of newly fallen rain was refreshing, the chain dangled from his collar making small klicking sound. he looked at his hands wich was coverd with red gore (?), he smirked. he had finally broken free from that tyrann, no more chains .. no more pain... just him and the wind... "
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 28, 2006 17:20:59 GMT -5
"Begging pard-OH my dear lord you poor thing!" He knelt down to the child's height, concern etched across his sallow features. "What happened to you?!" He immediately began searching through his dusty travelrobes for materials for a poultice.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 17:22:44 GMT -5
AShton struggled to remember. "There was a storm...and lightening. I fell..." he said hazily. "My head hurts..." he whimpered.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 28, 2006 17:25:48 GMT -5
...Of course it does. You look like a zombie got to you! "You fell... Your skull might be fractured... I know some minor healing magic, but I'll need to apply a poultice... Dockleaves, maybe..." He glanced around. Fresh dock was preferable in this situation... If push came to shove, some river mud might be used to keep it cool... Honey for anaesthetic...
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Post by Zolah on Apr 28, 2006 17:28:49 GMT -5
" Redrick tipped his head to the side when he heard some voices a bit further down, he walked towards it. while peeking out with his big white eyes and wet white hair, he observed them for a while of pure curiousity "
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 17:29:18 GMT -5
Ashton lowered his hands from his head. There was a cutrunning from the base of the horn on the right side to his temple. The tip of the horn had been broken off. He had landed on his right wing and it was sprained, if not broken. "What does...dockleaves...sound like?" he asked woozily. "Can ask them where they are..." he continued, probably not making much sense.
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Post by Zolah on Apr 28, 2006 17:34:16 GMT -5
" he sat down and continued observing, but accidently brakes a twig "
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 28, 2006 17:38:10 GMT -5
"Hmm... Doesn't look like a fracture... Your wing looks worse off than your poor head..." Er... What did they sound like? He didn't even know if there were any in the area... They usually grew in marshlands... "I don't think we'll find any dockleaves here... They aren't indigenous, I think..." He produced a flat oval bottle, filled with a pale, transparent blue liquid. "This is to clean off that nasty cut... It might sting..." He hesitated.
((Might I bring in Koumori? Heeheehee... It's fun to watch 'Naz suffer.))
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 17:47:20 GMT -5
(Sure, if'n ya want. ^_^)
Ashton just stared woozily up at the green haired man. "trees sounds old. willows sounds whispery," he said. "What does dockleaves sounds like?" he asked again.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 28, 2006 17:50:19 GMT -5
((Yeeehee!))
"They sound... Young. I'm going to clean off that head wound now-" he carefully applied the slightly stinging solution to the cut, apparently nervous about something.
Off in the woods somewhere, Koumori listened. Hm. That voice sounded familliar...
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Post by Zolah on Apr 28, 2006 17:50:49 GMT -5
" Redrick stoo up and decided to walk by them to check alittle closer what they where doing, he walked out from the bushes and stood next to Mannaz. Redrick wasnt especially tall, he looked like a young child only diffrence was that he was built as a man. the only clothing he whore(?) was soem badly damaged pants and some old over used shoes. he looks at Mannaz and asks ' Thats bad isnt it? "
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 17:54:45 GMT -5
"Young? like sapling young or-ouch," he said, flinching slightly as the solution touched the cut. "or grass young?" he continued, paying no attention to the other person. He was hardly paying attention to the green haired man. He really wasn't all there right now, so he was clinging to the plant voices.
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Post by Dundee on Apr 28, 2006 19:08:14 GMT -5
"Sure, why not? We were just looking for some adventure!" answered Chantre brightly. Rock shot her a dirty look. They hadn't really, they had just been chased from a nearby town by a horde of angry merchants. The boy groaned to himself at the memory, pressing a hand to his forehead. It had been a very stressful event. "Fine, we'll look for your little dragon kid. Or at least we'll keep an eye out." he grumbled.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 19:20:48 GMT -5
"Thank you. I've been looking for him for days, and I haven't caught the slightest hint of him," Thorn said. Then he straigtened up, looking around. His eyes glowed eerily as he contacted the plants of the forest. "I found him," he whispered. Then, he turned and ran off.
Serlina sighed. well, that was boring. However...maybe she could still play with the kiddies. Silently, she slipped out from behind the trees. She approached the boy from behind swiftly and silently.
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Post by Dundee on Apr 28, 2006 19:23:58 GMT -5
Paranoia. That was the only word to describe what Rock was feeling. That itchy, tingly feeling you get at the base of your neck when you KNOW someone's watching you. He whipped around, his cape fluttering, one arm extended to protect Chantre-to a degree. "Who's there?!"
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 19:28:09 GMT -5
Serlina did another one-handed backflip, quickly moving away from the boy. She landed, smiling seductively. "Well, hello love," she said smoothly. "Do you wanna play a game?" she asked, fingering the hilt of her knife. she knew so many fun games she could play...ofcourse, most ended in the death of her playmate, but such was the case when one was an assasin.
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Post by Dundee on Apr 28, 2006 19:36:59 GMT -5
"Crap," he muttered to himself, then pushed Chantre away. She landed in a bush with a surprised cry. "So you like games, huh," he said, tauntingly, wishing with all his might that he could have found a better way to end the comeback, "Do you like tag?" And with that, he leapt into the bushes, grabbing Chantre by the arm, and half-dragged her to the last place where he had heard voices.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 20:20:11 GMT -5
Serlina smiled. It was a dangerous smile, her true smile. "Oooo...this may be fun after all..." she said softly. Then, she leaped into the trees and jumped from tree to tree, silently gaining on the boy and girl. Within minutes, she had passed them. Gracefully, she swung with one hand from a branch to the ground in front of the children. Swiftly, she pinned the boy to a tree, her knife at his neck. "Tag. You're it," she said softly, smiling.
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Post by Dundee on Apr 28, 2006 20:43:17 GMT -5
"Gck..." Rock swallowed hard. This was more difficult than he had imagined. "Sh-Chantre, get away from here!" The changeling scowled fiercely at the boy. "You idiot!" She started walking towards the woman threatening her new best friend. "Both of you, complete and total nincompoops. Don't EVER underestimate me!" A fireball appeared in her hand, burning brightly. "EVER!!" It spread to her sleeve, the silk cloth quickly catching on fire, and covered the girl's body as she strode forth.
ooc: Yay!! Chantre got a spine transplant!! But she's like Zeno; she only goes all DBZ if a person close to her is in trouble.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 20:50:11 GMT -5
Serlina smiled, then put her knife away and stepped back from the boy. she eyed the buring girl. "Oh please. I don't kill children," she said, walking away. Then, she glanced over her shoulder. "Unless I'm paid well," she continued. Then, she leaped up into the trees and quickly faded from sight. She was still watching, of course, but she couldn't be seen.
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Post by Daybreak on Apr 28, 2006 20:55:21 GMT -5
((Howie: Oh, no. I'm not going in there. I'm a 'real-world' character, I don't mix with all this fantasy crud. Me: You're going in, and that's final. Howie: I'm not like them! Me: *waves hand* *fuzzy moth antennae appear on Howie* Now you'll fit right in. SHOO.))
A sweet-faced young man, apparently inhis late teens, wandered in nearby looking entirely confused. He seemed normal at first glance, but at second glance one noticed the fuzz that was sprouting from his bare skin, the impressive antennae sprouting from his forehead, and the blue that had bled from his irises into the whites of his eyes. He moved oddly, too.
Howie stopped near a tree and panted to catch his breath. What was going on? One minute he was on the island, and the next... where WAS this place?
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 28, 2006 20:57:40 GMT -5
Serlina spied the young man and smiled. "A new playmate...how fun..." she whispered, silently moving through the trees until she was in the one the boy was next to. She certainly did like where ever this was.
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