BlueAjah

A Fate by Flowers (Soulmate role-play)

@Melo

It says @Snarl's been inactive for 3 days. I really want this to start but if Snarl's too busy in real life, I understand completely but he really needs to just tell us :( If you go to his profile, his status is "in 7 role-plays when I can't even handle 2 lmao" :(

In Hunting Beasts and Monsters

I'm sorry! I'll get a post up by tonight! School just started back up and my English ia was due :/

Freymont Academy - A place to live, love, and learn how to murder angels (Always Open)

I must admit, this thread has really piqued my interest. Could I join?

@airgetlam4213

Welcome to the RP! :D Of course you can join! :) Go ahead and fill out a CS and then place it in the OOC and we'll review it.

Freymont Academy - A place to live, love, and learn how to murder angels (Always Open)

Tossing several sage leaves within the boiling water, Abby tuned the rest of her roommate's chattering out. While she didn’t mean to be rude, practically everyone thought of her as such. What was the point of talking if you weren’t honest about everything though? If people didn’t accept such things, that was there fault. Thank goodness she had her brother or she’d probably be a complete social outcast. Although at times she wished she could be a social outcast, at least then she wouldn’t have to deal with such foolish people. She sighed heavily as quiet footsteps entered the kitchen from behind her.

Hero. A little firecracker who could provoked in the most easiest of ways. While she had a long way before coming close to Abby’s skills, the girl could hold her own. In fact, almost everyone in the house was exceptionally strong and adept. She couldn’t even imagine how much better they could all get as they grew older and gained experience. As Abby turned to fetch a coffee mug, she noticed a fairly pale Hero chug half a water bottle down.

“You look terrible, Hero,” Abby said bluntly. “I have some spare tonics in my room or there’s always tea mixed with herbs to help you relax and feel better if you’d like.”

While it was a known fact that Abby was a wild troublemaker, often causing chaos wherever she went, whenever someone grew sick, she was genuinely concern. There was no point in spending hours studying herbs and tonics only to keep them for herself. It was also great practice if she wanted to pursue the craft of healing as a career in the future.

A Fate by Flowers (Soulmate role-play)

Is this RP still a thing? :( We've waited for a while :(

Freymont Academy - A place to live, love, and learn how to murder angels (Always Open)

I'm really lame. Sorry everyone! School just started and my Ia presentation for English is tomorrow and we were finishing up our last deadline in Yearbook so I've just been really busy these last couple days! I will have a post up tomorrow or late,late tonight (well technically that would be tomorrow morning XD)! :)

A Fate by Flowers (Soulmate role-play)

I'm pumped and ready to begin... If we ever begin? :(

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

I'm really sorry about this @KoL,but I think I'm going to drop this RP. I was really irresponsible in joining 3 extra RPs over the break and now school is a huge pain :/ Good luck with this though and I wish everyone the best! :)

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

Hiyori felt the cold slab of cement and the slow whistle of the wind brushing against her skin, indicating a storm was coming, before opening her eyes. The smile already plastered on her face widened at the thought of rain. Without even seeing, Hiyori could tell most of her surrounding by using her other senses. Being born blind seemed to do that to a person. Sighing, she let her eyelids peel open. There wasn’t any point in doing it though, she could function with or without her eyes open.

Instead of the endless void of darkness that haunted her vision, an eruption of color overloaded Hiyori’s senses. She shut her eyes to escape from the blinding color. How could she see? Where was she? Hundreds of questions flooded through her mind but only one thought surfaced.

I died..

Flashes of the deafening buzzing sound ringing against her ears and the hundreds of pricks that followed and then nothing. After all that agony and pain, a swarm of bees had ended it all? But where was she now? And oh her eyes…

Hiyori snuck a peek again and her eyes flickered open. Describing what she saw was impossible. Shades of colors she could only guess names to colored her dark world. All Hiyori could do was gasp at the beauty of it all. Tears cascaded down her face. It was wonderful.

Standing up, Hiyori stepped toward the nearest place. After feeling around, she came to the conclusion that she was in a garden. She crouched down and sniffed a flower, inhaling the sweet scent of it. Seeing what she had smelled and felt for years was overwhelming and she couldn’t help as a wave of tears crushed down her face and she began bawling.

Freymont Academy - A place to live, love, and learn how to murder angels (Always Open)

Ruffling through the various tonics and herbs on her desk, Abby cursed out loud. Where was it? It had only been a week since she collected a new batch of fennel, she couldn’t be out already. If anyone and their grubby hands had came anywhere near her collection of herbs, she’d murder them. Taking a deep breath, she reminded herself not to flip the entire table over. Abby used fennel to rid her mouth and body of foul odors from messing around with all of the herbs she did. It was quite useful too.

Abby glanced over her work table in disgust. It wasn’t the smell, strong though it was, for Abby had gotten long used to the odors. It was the mess of plants and full glasses hiding any sight of a table once being there. “Curse the Angels, I really need to organize this mess,” She said. Abby’s hands passed over some sage leaves and sighed, they’d have to do for now.

As she was about to boil some water for sage tea, an irksome voice ringed into house #064. Abby moaned in annoyance. Galahad was probably back from his training. Although no one was more cocky and bothersome than him, he was debatably one of the best skilled first years and someone even Abby could trust guarding her back. Not that she needed anyone to, she had Alex for that.

“A newbie? Don’t tell me we’re getting another arrogant ass like you? It was ever so peaceful before all of you first years barged in,” She huffed and continued her trek to the kitchen, secretly hoping Galahad got a whiff of her incredible stench.