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6:08pm Dec 24 2011
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Shadow sat at a empty table and just talked to midnight so she wouldn't have to be quiet. (Don't ask why I don't type her real name,Lily.)
I\'m extremely sorry for my absence. I\'ve been very busy and was recently attacked by 3 dogs and am currently recovering.
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7:08pm Dec 24 2011
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Violetta pushed her way through the crowds, her auburn hair streaming behind her. "Move it." She snapped, shoving people aside. With an irritated huff, she sat herself down at one of the tables. Though she had no lunch, she didn't mind. Vy never ate, which was the reason why she was so skinny.
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7:25pm Dec 24 2011 (last edited on 7:26pm Dec 24 2011)
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9:05pm Dec 24 2011
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B'aw, I like the black one breathing blue fire.
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9:32pm Dec 24 2011
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((That's one of my Hellfire Wyverns. xD))
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12:32am Dec 26 2011
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(You have a hellfire!) (Oh yeah please click my egg just found it a few minutes ago on dragon cave.)
I\'m extremely sorry for my absence. I\'ve been very busy and was recently attacked by 3 dogs and am currently recovering.
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11:09am Dec 26 2011
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rn  rn
These are my dragons, since I just started. >:I I have no idea what these are.
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5:07am Dec 27 2011
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(It says what they are when you click it and go to the last paragraph.)
I\'m extremely sorry for my absence. I\'ve been very busy and was recently attacked by 3 dogs and am currently recovering.
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12:56pm Dec 27 2011
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((Okay so I might add in someone else who is more social. xD;
This is going nowhere. xD)) |
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1:01pm Dec 27 2011
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Yeah. :I
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2:23pm Dec 27 2011
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Name: Iliad MojarAlso known as: FangAge: 19Gender: MaleSpecies: Striga. It's kinda like a spiritual vampire that feeds on the souls and lifeforce of others.Power(s): Superhuman strength and senses.Looks:
Personalty: He's a lot more social than most vampires of his species. C: That's about it. XDHistory: Nope.Scars: Underneath that eyepatch is an old scar from a fight with a werewolf. o3o;Markings: NonePet(s): NopeOther: Not really.
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2:26pm Dec 27 2011
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Any chance of joining? c: I won't mind if you guys are full but I'm pretty bored right now xD Somewhat desperate to roleplay... |
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3:07pm Dec 27 2011
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I want to redo Violetta's deion. In the mean time, I will restart us off. So ignore the post up there. x]
Violetta moved through the hallways, grumbling as she went. The first day didn't go as she had expected. The classes were terribly boring, despite how promising they seemed, and all the teacher did was ramble on about etiquette she learned about in the first grade. Stay on the right side of the hallways, don't push. Don't shove. Be kind and mind others. Put yourself in their place. Yadda yadda yadda.
Sighing, she successfully reached the cafeteria, somewhat relieved she wasn't trampled by all the excited, and strange, people. Everywhere she went she could hear their foreign tongues, even if they were hisses or shrieks. It sent shivers down her spine, making her skin feel tingly at the fact that she was with people like her.
Closing her eyes, she leaned against the wall and tried to blend in. The last thing she wanted was to stand out. Everywhere she went, standing out was bad, and that meant constantly changing to please others. Running a hand through her hair, she sunk down to the ground, in an attempt to go unnoticed, although probably not the best disguise.
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4:27pm Dec 27 2011
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((-keeps the other two at their empty tables-))
Iliad let out a soft sigh, running his hand through his bright red hair as he pick and chose his way through the crowd to reach the cafeteria, standing back to watch everyone get food. He chuckled softly, tilting his head. "Wonder what all of that tastes like," he murmured before he noticed a girl standing alone. He wandered over, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Hello there," he said, grinning wider to show his rather sharp teeth, slitted red eye focused otno the female as he tilted his head. |
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4:35pm Dec 27 2011
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(You can join Wolfeira.)rnLily rolled her eyes and got up from the table deciding she should talk to other things beside Midnight. Then LIly looked around spotting werewolves,vampires,and many other things to talk to,besides her cobra.
I\'m extremely sorry for my absence. I\'ve been very busy and was recently attacked by 3 dogs and am currently recovering.
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4:52pm Dec 27 2011
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Violetta jumped from where she was standing, banging the wall hard with her elbow. Swearing loudly, she glanced up at Iliad. "Oh, hi." She said, trying her hardest not to keep staring at his extremely sharp and menacing fangs. Whimpering under her breath, she cradled her arm, glancing down at it every so often.
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4:57pm Dec 27 2011 (last edited on 1:55pm Dec 31 2011)
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OOC: Thankies c:
Name: Pierenus Veteratorius Hamilton Also known as: simply “Ram”, or Hamilton Age: 17 Gender: male Species:Grecian satyr Power(s): He can talk to animals, and young plants that are touched by him tend to grow faster. He can land from high altitudes without much damage, leap far farther than any human, and deliver some significant damage with a kick from his little hooves (which he’s also pretty fast on). His senses are heightened, except for sight. Other than that, there's not much to note. Looks: 383080_292674764112240_100001091566494_830362_1998911451_n.jpg Of course, he also has the legs and tail of a goat. This image was done by me. So do NOT steal, thank you. It took me a day to make! Personality: Flirty, mischievous, an opportunist, and it happy to stoop to offensive levels when others insult him. Pierenus is independent, sly, resilient and quite greedy for food (such as wine!), but has a soft spot for animals. Pierenus can pick up on pain, mental or physical, by watching people, and frequently charges to the aid of those in need - he detests inequality and cruelty. This can make him contemptuous of others when they don't sense negative ongoings, such as bullying, quite as quickly as he. If the person seems worthy, he will show kindness, and offer them companionship. But Pierenous tries to avoid unpleasant people. History: He is the descendant of the ancient Greek satyrs of… well, Greece. His ancestors travelled far and wide, uncomfortably conspicuous thanks to their odd appearances, before they finally settled in whatever country this school’s in, hoping for at least a chance at acceptance. Scars: Nothing romantic, except for a few marks around his ankles after he jumped over a bramble-riddled hedge trying to escape from a bull that didn’t succumb to his sweet-talk. Markings: Not particularly. He’s done nothing to earn any. Pet(s): An overfed cat, rarely seen. Other: He once had strong affections for Lydia, but shied away from her once he had grasped the full extent of her malicious nature.
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Name: Lydia Deirakadna
Also known as: no nickname.
Age: 17
Gender: female
Species: witch
Powers: She is able to cast spells of pretty much any kind. She carries a wand to help carry out said spells, yet is able to use magic without it (with less accuracy of course). Magic includes enchanting objects, liquids and foods; psychokinesis; some minor control over elements; changing her features using manipulative spells; and creating hallucinations. Lydia can make potions as well, often with the same effects as the earlier abilities mentioned.
Looks: Coming soon
Personality: Lydia is terribly self-righteous. She considers herself superior to others, mainly because of her talents but also because she thinks that her sophistication exceeds theirs, as well as her beauty. She is vain, often cruel, and extremely dismissive of strangers. Toying with other peoples' feelings is simply a pastime for her, particularly those who are ensnared by her appearance.
History: She lived with her mother and aunt, who were also both witches, for a period of time, lacking a father's presence. Lydia was expelled from her previous faerie school due to disruptive behaviour, so they sent her away to attend this one.
Scars: None.
Markings: Coming soon?
Pet(s): Coming soon I guess xD Undecided.
Other: She was romantically involved with Pierenous for a very short while, and after they parted after he took a disliking to her, she swore eternal hatred against him.
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4:58pm Dec 27 2011
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Iliad blinked, reached out to gently stretch out her arm, tilting his head. "Keeping it bent like that will just make it stiff, and I don't think you want that, now do you?" He moved to gently massage the injured area with his thumb, humming softly. "And don't worry, I don't feed on blood. Instead, I just feed on the souls of living creatures, but I usually pick animals for that. Most humanoid creatures have disgustingly corrupt souls."
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5:08pm Dec 27 2011 (last edited on 5:12pm Dec 27 2011)
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A few of the humanoids assembled turned around to face a goat-like individual, on the brink of adulthood, who warily stepped into the room. He extended his neck a little to look over the heads of those standing, who passed their eyes from his dainty little trotters to the hard studs that poked out from between his ears. They twitched and swung about, picking up the fleeting flutterings of conversation that occupied the dinner hall - or cafeteria? Was that was these Americans called it? His eyes were half-closed, almost lazy-looking. Pierenus wore average, but not exactly valuable, clothes which were a little rugged yet not quite to the peasant-standard. They lacked the vibrancy of some of the other students here, but yet again, Pierenus was quite modest in his fashion sense. Nothing too obnoxious or complimentary.
"Nice feet, man," one male drawled, with stupid hair that hid his eyes and jeans that looked too big on him.
"Thank you," the satyr replied softly. "I always find comments from girls so flattering. Normally, people think of my kind as to being quite unappealing. But hey. My ancestors once danced with nymphs, so we must get something right." An enigmatic smile tugged at his lips, and he moved onwards, gently weaving his way through the crowd.
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5:10pm Dec 27 2011 (last edited on 5:31pm Dec 27 2011)
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Name: Violetta Etude Also known as: Vy, VioletAge: 17Gender: FemaleSpecies: --Power(s): Vy is very steampunk and mechanical. She can fix things just after breaking them totally apart, and often has fun with this. Her powers are electricity, and because of it, she also has some slight fire powers. Looks: rn  Personalty: Violetta is only confident around her friends. She will be scared to do things outgoing and different from others unless aided by someone close to her, or people cheering her on. Violetta is easily manipulated, finding it hard to stand up for herself. She's shy and cannot fend for herself, often having others do it for her. Vy will be scared to tell someone that she doesn't like them, always thinking about people's feelings. She still has her head in the clouds, believing in strange superstitions and old wive's tales.History: Violetta was abused as a kid, a reason why she is so timid and quiet. She learned to keep her mouth shut, and that saying nothing is better than saying anything at all. Only when she moved to her Uncle's house did she begin to speak, but only around the presence of friends in order to be more confident. Despite her Uncle and Aunt's desperate tries to make her more social and headstrong, Violetta still remains the silent person she started out as. Scars: Tiny ones all over various places of her body.Markings: None. Even her ears aren't pierced. Pet(s): She has an old cat she loves to death. As a kid she found it, a stray kitten scrounging in the trash for food. He became her friend, and she soon adopted him, dubbing him Sparkles- only because she was little and that was what appealed to her. Though she can change it whenever she wants, she chooses not to, believing strongly it carries memories in it. Sparkles is extremely protective of Violetta, and hates everyone except her. He's also very fond of her, making Violetta believe that Sparkles is a sweetheart and couldn't harm a fly. Though he is terribly ugly, Violetta thinks he's the cutest thing in the world.
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