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Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

I'm finding it really hard to come up with stuff to write.

Pirates Vs Mermaids

MOTHER SAID A BAD WORD.

[Turns into a Satanic beast creature.]

666 MOTHER SAID A BAD WORD 666

Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teen Roleplay) [1 AVAILABLE SPOT]

@Puffhead

Alda smiled back at him, despite being as secretly-concerned as she was. "Will you need any help standing or getting anywhere?" she asked, taking a seat next to Derric. "If I knew how to check for head injuries, I absolutely would, but I'm sure they have people here for that." She fell quiet to watch Colt and Nya fight, or rather, watch Colt have some kind of scary temper-tantrum and nearly break his opponent's arm. Suddenly he didn't seem so hot anymore. He seemed more crazy every time she saw him and she hoped that there would be no more interaction between them.

She glanced at Nya and wondered whether to walk over and pop her shoulder back into place.

Pirates Vs Mermaids

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[Quietly places goat skull on one of the points.]

Pirates Vs Mermaids

[Quietly draws pentagram on ground.]

Pirates Vs Mermaids

The camp was getting closer, or rather, Luz and Amphi were getting closer to camp. With the night deepening, this came as a relief to Luz, who was not exactly afraid of dark, but certainly didn't enjoy being outside in new territory with bad light. "We're home!" she called out loudly when she had gotten close to the huts, and pleased to see a fire going, she immediately fetched a nearby pot and dumped some water in. She looked to Amphi. "Clams are supposed to be boiled right? ...Hell with it, I'm boiling 'em!" And with that she dumped the clams into the pot before setting aside the mangoes to be chopped up later.

Cook-Luz was taking over her mind. She bustled around, preparing spices and bread and flour, as well as horribly dry fruits and vegetables which she'd hauled along on the journey. She had carefully avoided the mermaid's question, but felt it hanging in the air. Finally her voice took on a solemn air as she explained.

"The mainland used to be a great place. I grew up there with my mother. Things...things changed, though. A dictator came to power. Brutality and misery and poverty, all became the norm. I owe my life to the Phoenix pirates, because they rescued me from that horrible place. We all came so that we would not live under the rule of a tyrant who doesn't know how to lead his people." She turned away from Amphi as she worked. It was painful to remember...all the wonderful times she'd had as a child, only to end with her mother's face as she convulsed under the effects of the poison.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Twenty minutes. Aldo wished they would just get going, because his stomach did not want anything in it right now. His gaze lowered at the sound of Sasha's voice, leaving him wondering: Make myself eat, or get out there and wait? He let out a small defeated sigh, grabbed a slice of French toast and crammed it quietly into his mouth. As gruesome and horrible the deaths were, after all, he would still need his energy for the patrol. He chewed slowly, acutely aware that he'd literally bitten off more than he could chew, swallowed the under-digested hunk of toast, and slipped outside.

He wasn't fond of the idea of taking the young, weirdly-pale human along on patrol either, but there was no way he was going to challenge Sasha's decision. Absently he leaned against the wall on the back deck and waited, twiddling his thumbs restlessly. His mind was cycling from the grizzly sight of dead pack members to the worry that hunters were onto them to hating himself intensely for developing a crush so quickly. Aldo closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath. That's better. Just pretend she isn't there.

Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teen Roleplay) [1 AVAILABLE SPOT]

Holy damn! That girl beat the shit out of him. At least she took his pulse. Alda let out a short whistle and stepped forward, hauling Derric off of the mat so that he'd be safe from the next set of fighters. "Hey sleeping beauty," she murmured with a sharp grin, giving him a couple of gentle slaps to attempt to wake him up. "How's it feel to get your ass beat so hard that your soul leaves your body?" Of course, she was only referring to herself but she assumed that he wouldn't know. "Apparently her name's Dyana, but it's probably closer to Karma, amirite?" she added, looking around in hopes of having her stupid joke acknowledged.

Utopia Gone Wrong: Civil War

I could be a revolution extremist or an upper city spy.

Pirates Vs Mermaids

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