@MissCapnCrunch She sounds very interesting, jump in when you're ready!
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I'm mostly an OC RP-er. I have a bunch of OCs that are pre-established but am always open to creating new characters within new stories. I prefer PMs for 1x1 RPs just because they are easier to keep on top of in my opinion.
I enjoy coming up with plots and I do like gritty stuff, I am also a huuge fan of fantasy, so if plots are left to me, that is generally the direction that they will go in!
I can RP one-liners or casually; 2-3 paragraphs is my limit for speedy replying because i’ve got a busy job and can’t sustain massive posts every time DX but I will do my best to match what you give me :) I'm wary of RPing smut, but I don’t mind a bit of romance and smush. I tend to say kiss touch and play, anything more fades to black :D
I can't say how quick I can be to reply, I work uncertain hours - apologies in advance!
I enjoy coming up with plots and I do like gritty stuff, I am also a huuge fan of fantasy, so if plots are left to me, that is generally the direction that they will go in!
I can RP one-liners or casually; 2-3 paragraphs is my limit for speedy replying because i’ve got a busy job and can’t sustain massive posts every time DX but I will do my best to match what you give me :) I'm wary of RPing smut, but I don’t mind a bit of romance and smush. I tend to say kiss touch and play, anything more fades to black :D
I can't say how quick I can be to reply, I work uncertain hours - apologies in advance!
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@OliviaV Yeah that sounds fun! Definitely post the sheet in the character tab and you can also have your character 'physically' hand it in to Kale in the IC if you want to :)
Kieren
Kieren shook his head, smirking as he listened the Ms. Rancine's new approach. She didn't seem like she would be that easy to break and the students here looked ready to do just that. He had seen her in the few months that he had been at the school, but had never been in class with her before. Part of him hoped that she would step up and start telling them to do something. The teachers playing nice-guy was starting to get old and become the waste of time they seemed to be trying to avoid.
Kieren glanced around the classroom. Not everyone was there yet, he'd seen someone (@ineffable) arrive late to homeroom and not even get a chance to sit down before the rest of the class had scarpered. He wondered whether she was lost or had just decided not to come to her next class. He was incredibly jealous of her if she had been brave enough to skip class.
The shop is open for business! Enjoy!
- Falki x
- Falki x
Dawn’s light shines through the windows and open door down onto the shop floor. Bottles and glass jars shimmer as the light passes them where they stand stacked upon their shelves. The shelves are packed with artefacts, ordered in such an unlikely fashion that unless one had ordered them, it would be impossible to find what one was looking for in time.
Thankfully, the two owners of the shop are more than used to finding what they need from the jumble.
By the door stands one long desk sporting a single abacus and a safe. Beneath it sits a variety of intricately beautiful weapons behind a glass screen, made more attractive with an array of jewels and silver chains. Upon the desk sits a perch made from a twisted oak branch, where a creature no larger than a bald eagle snaps up breakfast from a plate of fresh meat. The creature is slate blue in colour, with wings tucked close to its body as it enjoyed its meal. The joints of its wings hold two talon-like fingers, each with a sharp claw which are hooked onto the branch to keep it steady. Its tail curls around behind it, covered in spines that run up its back and end in a flurry of feathers that the creature wears as decoration. Its mouth is similar to that of a dragon, teeth sharp within and scaled lips smacking at the meat juices running over them. Its eyes, black as obsidian and large in its head flick across to another desk sitting at the back of the room where the shop owner lounges, toying with a set of balms.
The shop owner is a tall man. His skin is dark and the colour of chestnuts. His hair falls down to the tip of his spine and it too is decorated with feathers, gold chains and rings. His clothing is simple; a beige tunic held close to his waist with a red and brown woven sash that is embroidered with gold and purple designs. His trousers are dark and the leather boots that cover his thighs to his knees are worn, but well-cared for. On his long fingers, he wears many rings and runes are etched into his fingers with a faded black ink. His nails are the trademark black of a warlock and his wrists are decorated with many bands, bracelets and charms. His dark eyes flick from the balms he is turning over in his hands to the creature sitting on the oak branch.
“Are you ready for our first day, my dear friend?”
The creature looks at him and nods its scaled head, “Wonder who will be our first customer…”
Thankfully, the two owners of the shop are more than used to finding what they need from the jumble.
By the door stands one long desk sporting a single abacus and a safe. Beneath it sits a variety of intricately beautiful weapons behind a glass screen, made more attractive with an array of jewels and silver chains. Upon the desk sits a perch made from a twisted oak branch, where a creature no larger than a bald eagle snaps up breakfast from a plate of fresh meat. The creature is slate blue in colour, with wings tucked close to its body as it enjoyed its meal. The joints of its wings hold two talon-like fingers, each with a sharp claw which are hooked onto the branch to keep it steady. Its tail curls around behind it, covered in spines that run up its back and end in a flurry of feathers that the creature wears as decoration. Its mouth is similar to that of a dragon, teeth sharp within and scaled lips smacking at the meat juices running over them. Its eyes, black as obsidian and large in its head flick across to another desk sitting at the back of the room where the shop owner lounges, toying with a set of balms.
The shop owner is a tall man. His skin is dark and the colour of chestnuts. His hair falls down to the tip of his spine and it too is decorated with feathers, gold chains and rings. His clothing is simple; a beige tunic held close to his waist with a red and brown woven sash that is embroidered with gold and purple designs. His trousers are dark and the leather boots that cover his thighs to his knees are worn, but well-cared for. On his long fingers, he wears many rings and runes are etched into his fingers with a faded black ink. His nails are the trademark black of a warlock and his wrists are decorated with many bands, bracelets and charms. His dark eyes flick from the balms he is turning over in his hands to the creature sitting on the oak branch.
“Are you ready for our first day, my dear friend?”
The creature looks at him and nods its scaled head, “Wonder who will be our first customer…”
Welcome to the Little Shop of Curiosities!
The shop squats between two sloping buildings, like it has been forgotten and the world has steadily grown taller around it. Ivy and vines of great dark emerald leaves twist and curl up towards the thatched roof of the shop, chipping at the already crumbling paint and woodwork as they latch and extend themselves higher. A long path stretches out from a rickety wooden door and it too is overgrown with a variety of weeds that have started to claim their territory outside of the jungle-like front garden.
A sign swings in a slow breeze at the top of a long pole that is leaning slightly, almost propped up against a low noticeboard that houses several fluttering parchments, and posters boasting various attractions around the town. Sellers have pinned up pictures of their wares and items they were selling cheaply and several belonged to the shop itself. In the middle, a stack of sheets were stuck to the board with a pencil swinging low underneath them. A sign written with careful script reads ‘Job vacancies, apply within’ and in the same script underneath, though this time written in gold ink, a parchment proudly announced the current owners and tenders in the shop alongside their skills.
NOTICEBOARD:
Shop Owner: Kale; warlock, apothecary, and magical artefact expert. IN SHOP
Shop tenders: True; wyvern, tradesman, weapons expert. IN SHOP
Laila Greenwood; human, part-time, botanist. IN SHOP
Olivia; currently awaiting acceptance from her.
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WANTED POSTERS:
The poster shows a cute but not very well done hand-drawn image of a man with a rugged appearance.
Missing!!
Alexander Lacelle, age 27.
Half-elf, known to be a bit of a drunkard. Acts tough but is actually very sweet.
If you know anything, please come find Cerys Evans, currently staying at the Crescent Inn.
Missing!!
Alexander Lacelle, age 27.
Half-elf, known to be a bit of a drunkard. Acts tough but is actually very sweet.
If you know anything, please come find Cerys Evans, currently staying at the Crescent Inn.
CURRENT SALES AND PROMOTIONS:
- There is a special on potions this week; buy one get one half price!
Finally pushing the over-excited samoyed off his chest, Zain leaned down and picked up the little boy. "Hey Ethan, how are you doing buddy?"
"Zaaaaiiin! Zain spin!" Zain shook his head and smiled, spinning Ethan around before he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. "Spinning has to stop for a minute bud, I have a message..." he fished the phone out of his pocket and checked the message from Liz. He smiled lightly, then winced, seeing that it was from a while ago and quickly tapped out a reply with his thumb: "hey hope you got there safe, relax when you get home - heroes need their beauty sleep too!"
"Zaaaaiiin! Zain spin!" Zain shook his head and smiled, spinning Ethan around before he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. "Spinning has to stop for a minute bud, I have a message..." he fished the phone out of his pocket and checked the message from Liz. He smiled lightly, then winced, seeing that it was from a while ago and quickly tapped out a reply with his thumb: "hey hope you got there safe, relax when you get home - heroes need their beauty sleep too!"
@MissCapnCrunch Yes of course you can! :)
Hi everyone!
I have the RP forum set up, just in the process of beginning the IC! Should be up and running tomorrow; until then.... roleplayerguild.com/topics/165751-lit…
-Falki x
I have the RP forum set up, just in the process of beginning the IC! Should be up and running tomorrow; until then.... roleplayerguild.com/topics/165751-lit…
-Falki x
Job application sheet. Please take one and hand in to the manager.
Name:
Age:
Race:
Gender:
Describe yourself in 3 words:
What skills do you have that you can offer to this job:
What experiences do you have working with magical artifacts:
What experiences do you have with concocting potions, salves and balms, and mixing herbs:
Would you like to work full-time or part-time?
Do you require extensive training? Yes / no
Are you comfortable with being left alone in the shop for extended periods of time?
Name:
Age:
Race:
Gender:
Describe yourself in 3 words:
What skills do you have that you can offer to this job:
What experiences do you have working with magical artifacts:
What experiences do you have with concocting potions, salves and balms, and mixing herbs:
Would you like to work full-time or part-time?
Do you require extensive training? Yes / no
Are you comfortable with being left alone in the shop for extended periods of time?
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