::~Name~::

Rose Rainbow Shadow

::~Age~::

16

::~Gender~::

Female

::~Personality~::

RP it out

::~Faerie or Mortal?~::

 Faerie

::~Crush~::

will decide later

::~Other~::

She is a little hyper active at Times

::~Name~::

Midnight Shadow Slayer

::~Age~::

19

::~Gender~::

Female

::~Personality~::

Rp it out 

::~Faerie or Mortal?~::

Mortal

::~Crush~::

will decide later

::~Other~::

has a Black Cat the follows her around named Jasper

::~Name~::

Rex Slater

::~Age~::

17

::~Gender~::

Male

::~Personality~::

Rp it out 

::~Faerie or Mortal?~::

Mortal

::~Crush~::

Hmm we shall see

::~Other~::

He is known as a loner to most people but that is beacuse they don't know him

((forgot to add this, the setting is new york city.))

Sara walked quietly through the city, the lights beaming on her face. She didn't really know why guys were so obsessed with her all of a sudden. It seemed like every guy she p*censored*ed had hearts for eyes. Her family left her a year ago, and she lied about her age. She convinced everyone that she was sixteen so that she could rent an apartment and work. She heard a radio playing her favorite song and stopped to listen.

Kinteroo stood within his walk-about garden, watching as various plants silently mingled, shuffled, and just simply make their way to where ever Kinteroo wanted them to go. While doing so, he "captured" them by using a large device dropped within the faerie realm years ago. This large device was an older camera that foced the not-so-complete image out instantly.

::~Name~::

Fawn 

::~Age~::

16

::~Gender~::

Female

::~Personality~::

Roleplay it out.

::~Faerie or Mortal?~::

Faerie

::~Crush~::

Um, none yet.

::~Other~::

She has tight ties to Sara, she is the one that guided her out of the Faerie realm. She is neutral, for her to be on your side, you have to have something against her or something for her.

((I can finally post my intro post now. o_o))

Walking along the crowded streets, Nevid had things on his mind. Rather, people on his mind. One person, to be exact. Her. Sara. He remembered the first time he saw her, the first time they talked. A large pang thumped his heart, and he nearly winced. It was painful, this remembering stuff, is. He shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, flipping his head to shoo the bangs from his eyes. He strolled along, pas.sing a window.

Nevid stopped, his breath catching at the sight. It was Sara, still, trying to hold her pose with a bunch of mannequins lining the storefront. He turned, and went inside. The department store smell of New York hit is nose, and he sighed. He marched along, heading towards the window. Standing where he would be able to see Sara, and Sara him, but not where window-shoppers could see him, he whispered, "Sara, what are you doing? You aren't fooling anyone." He fought the urge to keep talking, when it came to Sara, words slid from his mouth constantly. With everyone else, he hardly said a word. His heart pounded harder when he saw her, as it always did. And it wasn't because of her incredible, amazing beauty. It was her personality, the way her eyes converyed emotion when she talked, everything. The poor guy had fallen hopelessly in love with her, though he knew how much she was wanted in the other world. The Faerie Realm. They had only talked a few times, but Nevid had sworn to himself that he would protect her, protect her from the faeries. Though he was yound, Nevid had that strong sense of protection, he was over protected of everyone he loved. Especially Sara.

"I think she's gone," she said getting down from the window. The window shoppers stared at her sadly as she got down. "What are you doing here?" Nevid seemed to follow her wherever she went. It was almost like that "When in Rome" movie she had seen on tv. "There was a girl folloing me."

She pushed her bangs out of her face and brushed herself off. Nevid and her had talked before, but not for long. He seemed like a good person, but everone tried to be a good person around her, so she had no way of knowing what the real him was like. 'Next time, I need to think before jumping into a window. People are going to call the cops and that wouldn't be good,' she thought to herself.

Fawn sat on the roof of a small building across the street. The Faerie realm had offered her a prize if she could bring Sara back. She watched her like a hawk watches it's prey. She pulled her ponytail out, letting her hair fall onto her shoulders. She jumped from the roof, causing a few people to stop and stare. She walked across the street, taxis honking loudly as her tall, slim figure blocked their path. "There she is," she said stopping in front of the stoor window, looking past the manackins to Sara.