Cherrywitch

Highschoolers, Fight on!

@ReveTheDreamer

The small boy jolted at the voice, leaping to his feet in a catlike manner and nearly attacking. Instead, Raph stiffened his muscles into a defensive stance, eyes wild and on edge similar to a cornered animal.

Raphael let him finish his piece, clenching his teeth with frustration. ”I don’t need money.” He stated bluntly, standing straight as he matched Kludd’s stance. ”I do it for the thrill. Look, just stay out of my business, and I won’t bother you again. I hate when people pretend they give a crap, so don’t.” His words were harshly cold, not matching his pretty golden appearance at all.

The faerie turned away sharply, stuffing his hands into his pockets and beginning to march away once more, grinding his teeth still.

Highschoolers, Fight on!

Heheh, that was easier than I thought. Always fun to swipe from the big gu—

That was the last train of thought running through Raph’s mind before the world around him spun erratically. As his thin body hit the ground, his jacket the only kind of cushion, Raphael realized he had been caught.

How..?! I’ve never been snagged. Holding his throbbing wrist, Raphael raised a defiant and almost aggressive glare to the tall man, golden eyes sharp. He had a free ticket, so to speak, into this school as well as a place to live. Hell if he was losing it to some giant.

With the speed of a true thief, Raph flipped himself onto one foot to push off running, snatching the hood on his jacket and drawing it over his face tight. Unsurprisingly for his small size, Raphael had dodged his way in between surprised students and out of the greeting room, landing himself outside and behind the building. Panting, Raphael slid down against the wall, running a hand through his golden locks. ”... It wasn’t like I was going to keep it. I guess he didn’t know that though.” The fae boy grumbled to himself, shutting his pretty long eyelashes over his eyes. He could sleep here.

@ReveTheDreamer

Circus of Hunters

If I find something really spectacularly written or particularly funny, I usually go ahead and like it or “funny” it, IC or OOC. ^_^

Circus of Hunters

Jessica Belle Adams
Jezzabell, the Lion Tamer
_{Interactions: The Ringleader @Aleranicus
Location: Lion tamer tent —> The Ringleader’s tent}

There seemed to be a chillier air tonight. Even the animals shifted in discomfort, voicing their complaints to the one human who spoke their language.

Jessica had already wrapped the elephants up in big blankets, had made the tigers comfortable, had undressed the two bears and sang them to sleep. Her night of performances and care taking was over, yet she still sat propped against her beloved Apollo, gently running a comb through the magnificent mane.

The beast lay still, almost as if he was fast asleep, the only thing clueing you otherwise was the occasional blink of his eyes or a husky purr emanating from his chest. Jessica gave a little smile, brushing her fingers along his outer ear. ”... Another one is gone, Apollo. Another performer lost his life.” The melancholy voice whispered, causing the lion to shift open his deep brown eyes in worry. ”... I know, I know. You told me before to not make myself so worried...”

The tamer absent mindedly began to twirl her blond locks around her index, a stressed expression creasing her brow. ”It just makes me wonder how many have died throughout the years... who they lost when they passed away. Was it even worth it? I’m not too sure why we’re fighting at times.” Apollo firmly lifted his head, staring directly at her with a flick of his tail. Jessica smiled, understanding just what he meant. ”Thank you, my beauty. That does make me feel much better.”

As Jessica began to lovingly scratch his ears— much to Apollo’s purring delight— she heard a small chirping voice. The blonde turned to a small little pidgeon, with iridescent gray feathers and wide curious eyes, to whom she held out her arm for it to perch. It’s message was sent much easier to her, who nodded easily with understanding of the clicks and coos. ”I see. Please tell the Ringleader I will be there soon.”

The pidgeon fluttered off with an awkward flapping of glee, Jessica rising to her feet and Apollo following suit. The tamer turned to her feline companion with a small grin, bowing down to lightly peck his forehead with her lips. ”I’m afraid the invitation wasn’t extended to you, my dear. I will be back soon.” Apollo laid back down with an unamused huff, watching with sharp eyes as Jessica left the tent, lightly tapping her hip where the golden whip sat out of a force of habit.

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The curtains of the tent were lightly brushed aside, accompanied by a quiet ”Mr. Magnus..?” Jessica stepped in lightly, folding her hands in front of her and gazing curiously at the ringleader. ”You sent for me and the other performers, yes? ...May I ask why you chose a pidgeon? It’s not really your style.”

Highschoolers, Fight on!

@Insert Alias Hehe, hes kinda a pick pocket, but the type that’ll realize he has no reason to really take them and so just slips it back later untouched. He’s not bad, he’s just a little messy.

Highschoolers, Fight on!

”Tch.” The small boy clicked his tongue in distaste as he propped himself up against the school’s wall. Raphael absentmindedly twirled a stud earring around in his earlobe, avoiding eye contact with others as much as humanly— or, “fairily”— possible.
It had been less than a week by his count since he had discovered his fae origins, out of the mouth of his true birth mother herself. Raph was still annoyed by the idea, so much it almost made that magical blood that ran through his veins boil. On top of all that, and running away from home to be a migrant lounging on school property, the damned headmistress actually had forced him to enroll. Rather, she threatened him nonchalantly that if he didn’t either enroll or get the hell off her property, she was going to tell his family just where he had run off too. Evil woman..
Raphael pulled his jacket a little tighter in the chilly autumn air, glad for the sunlight that poured down at least. Eventually they decided to let the group of waiting students inside, Raph one of the first to bolt his way inside so he didn’t get stuck next to other people.
Raphael sat about as far away from others as he could, tuning out the blabbering of the headmistress and allowing his golden eyes to wander the outside world beyond this school. He already felt claustrophobic in here.

Soon enough the whole introduction was over, and the blonde boy pushed out of the wooden seat to go scower the place on his own. His golden eyes flickered between the mass of students, feeling nausea rise in his throat at how obviously fake they were to each other: smiling and laughing with complete strangers? Give him a break.
But, a sudden lightbulb clicked on in his head. Well... if they’re so busy chatting it up, they probably wouldn’t notice a pickpocket walking off with their wallets, now would they? A slight evil smirk played on his lips, finding his target (anyone) and elegantly sweeping behind them, nimble fingers taking hold of the corner of their wallet from their back pocket and quickly stuffing it into his jacket.

Highschoolers, Fight on!

Raphael Offgood

Name: Raphael “Raph” Offgood
Age: 15
Race: Actually is a changeling from the Seelie summer court of fairies, meaning he was swapped for a human child and grew up in a human’s family, which is where he gets the name “Offgood.” If asked, Raph will swear he is human, because he finds it embarrassing to be called a “fairy.”
Gender: Male
Proficiency/Abilities: Raph is a light magician, able to conduct light into weapons. He has minor healing magic, but he barely knows how to use it. Raph inherited the skill of mind manipulation as well, but at his current level it only works on humans with weakened minds and is more of a suggestion rather than full control over their bodies.
Likewise, Raph suffers from chronic migraine, and if he is put in a place without any form of light, he will becoming weaker and weaker and can eventually even die without it.
Identification: Due to his fae genes, Raph is quite short, barely making it above five feet. He has a very feminine face, with wide beautiful auburn eyes surrounded with thick black-brown eyelashes as well as thin golden eyebrows to match his groomed straight medium length hair. He has a thin nose and thick lips, always seen with some sort of layers of roped bracelets and ear piercings at random. Raph is usually seen in a long green jacket with a white sleeveless undershirt, black skinny jeans and black converse. He is often chewing gum or has a lollipop in his mouth, generally appearing unamused.
Personality: Raph isn’t the most talkative of kids, in fact he usually keeps to himself. He’s quite sarcastic and judge mental, someone easily annoyed by others. He usually doesn’t get his work done and if he does he does it at his own pace when he wants to, often getting distracted easily by minut details. Raph can be temperamental and aggressive if you pester him too much, but he never looks to hurt anyone. Underneath it all he’s not a bad kid, he’s just not friendly.
Raph is frightened by the prospect of getting close to anyone, and will do his utmost to push people away so he doesn’t become attached. He’s lonely, but he demands that it is what is best for him and says he simply wants to be left alone.
Backstory: As mentioned previously, Raph is a changeling. The true Offgood son was swapped with him at birth, allowing Raph to grow up in a well off human home. He grew up his entire life believing he was human, though he detested the luxurious lifestyle he was in. The children at his school avoided him and talked behind his back, causing the outcasted little Raph to act out with thievery and fighting a particular student. He was homeschooled from then on, constantly watched over and forced to meet unfair expectations. Ralph was not given a childhood, he could not play and had no friends, only studying of how to become more like his successful ‘father.’
Recently, his fae mother returned to collect him as his powers emerged (in the form of him severely injuring his abusive instructor) but Raph was furious at her for giving him away. He exclaimed she never truly cared about him, and would never go back to the Seelie court with her. Raph ran away from home, and stumbled upon the academy, where he took up residency.
Originally, Raph was just a squatter that they repeatedly tried to drive away, but once they found it useless and saw how well adept he was with his powers, they enrolled him as a new student.

_{Note: this is a living form, meaning more information will be added as it is revealed in the rp.}

Circus of Hunters

Hider

Jessica Belle Adams

Jezzabell, the lion tamer



A member since around three years ago, contracted on December 31st 2014

Jessica is a pale girl, standing at a petite 5’3” with a slender body and a large chest. She has her blonde hair cut into a straight bob with bangs to frame her soft face. Jezz often wears heavy stage makeup, including rosy cheeks and thick eyeliner to make her wide bright green eyes even more noticeable. Without makeup, her face still has a naturally pinkish tint to her cheeks and lips, with a small narrow nose and chin. When not in her stage outfit (see above), she often wears a long sleeve flowy white off shoulder shirt and jean shorts with knee high black boots.

~The Act~
As her stage name suggests, Jessica or “Jezz” is a lion tamer.
Her main power is the ability to converse with and manipulate animals, especially felines. Much like a siren, she can convince most animals to fight for her. Currently the animals of the circus are under her manipulation, but the one who is most loyal is her lion, Apollo.
Jezza also bears a golden whip. The whip will strike fire wherever the end touches. The whip is immune to physical attacks, and can only be damaged by magic or magically infused weapons such as itself.
Jezza’s compulsion she has sworn to is to never fall in love. She must avoid all relationships, even friendships with males is something she strays away from.

~Biography~
Jessica came from a fairly well-off family who restricted themselves to the mountains. She had no friends when she was little, her mother was always in the mirror and her father was always on business trips. The only one who she could talk to was her older brother, James.
James was the only parental figure and friend Jessica could rely on. He fed her, played with her, talked to her. Jessica loved him dearly, and was always by his side.
However, James was in with a bad crowd, or rather— the circus. She was curious as to where he was going every night, so Jessica followed him silently through the dark streets. She hid behind a building and watched in frightened awe as he and a couple of people she hadn’t recognized defeated this monstrous figure, a daemon. But, this one was special, where there were two who fought together. The second daemon has clutched the girl and held her hostage, James going into a panic. With his erratic moves he had saved his sister and vanquished the demon, but he had faced death. Jessica was of course hysterical. It was her fault. She couldn’t lose him. She couldn’t!
The young girl returned with the other two members to the circus, and made a deal with the ring leader to bring back her brother’s soul. For as long as she held the contract and stayed alive, James would live happily and without memory of his days in the circus. The only catch was he would not remember Jessica either.

~Why would she join?~
Jezza joined the circus in order to revive her late brother, James. She devoted her soul to the circus just so he could live, even if he didn’t even know who she was anymore.

~A Connection~
James used to be one of the main leaders of the hunts when he was a part of the circus, and was a well respected member. Everyone knew him. Because she had taken his place, Jessica is now one of the top hunters in the circus. She knew that this was something her brother cared about, so now she does her best to fight in his stead.

~The Audition~
The tent was warm and cramped as you wade your way inside through the throng of people attempting to get a better look at the two figures in the center of the stage. Unlike the other tents, this one was not so happy go lucky. There was a stiff, suffocating tense feeling that hung low in the air. People were nervous, nipping their nails and holding their breaths.

You have to squint in the dim lighting to see exactly what was stirring such strange emotions among the circus goers. In the ring was a girl, slender and of no great stature wrapped up in red, white and gold. She was fairly pretty, but her face was blunt and almost harsh. The second in the ring was something much more frightening. It was the largest lion you had ever seen, so large it towered above the girl only a few feet away. It’s mane was golden and long, and it’s fangs were critically sharp.

A sick feeling wells in you heart as you clench your fists in anticipation, licking your lips with worry. The only one who didn’t appear frightened was the blonde girl who stood beside the beast itself.

Slowly, the girl raised her arm, you noticing the long white whip that it held. ”Yah!” The whip cracked down and everyone simultaneously gasped as flame bursted off the sandy ground, the lion leaping to the side with its powerful muscles. ”Hyah!” The whip cracked down again, the lion leaping over the girl to the other side of her, gradually circling her with low growls.

Rings dropped from above and sprouted from the ground out of seemingly no where. The tamer took the whip’s rope and tugged tight, before slashing it back out at a ring by the lion. Right on cue the lion bounded through the now flaming circle, majestically landing before leaping again as the whip cracked another, and another. Soon every ring was crackling with bright flames, illuminating the entire tent and making sweat drip off the viewers faces.

The rings fell from the top into a line on the floor, the tamer readying herself. With a snap of the whip, the giant lion bowed to her as she climbed upon its broad back, leaning down low against the soft golden fur. The lion crouched down before the row of flaming rings. The tamer and the lion almost looked like the same person for a moment, eyes piercing with determination, bodies rigid. Then, like a flash and with a loud shouting cue from the girl, the lion sprang into the flaming rings accompanied by a choir of shouts and cries from the worried audience. The two seemed to fly through the tight space, and landed gently on the other side of the rings. Neither had a single scratch upon them.

Both the lion and the tamer gave a beautiful and elegant bow, the crowd whooping and clapping in amazement. The tamer stood straight, and for the first time the entire evening flashed a gentle smile to the admirers. ”Thank you... and please come again.”

Circus of Hunters

@Aleranicus I’m afraid I’m not sure what you mean, heheh.. ^_^” do you mean just actually adding an extra space in between the paragraphs, or..?

Highschoolers, Fight on!

@OliveYou Yea that’s what I meant sorry it was unclear. And no, it’s one of the reasons his mother wants him to return to the fae court because he can’t sprout his wings on his own.