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"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

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.-. I should purely wait to post huh? *so impatient*

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

■¤★Cinder★¤□

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You ever have a dream that you're falling and you wake up trying to catch yourself?

Well that's what Cinder was experiencing. Except she couldn't wake up, mostly due to the fact that she wasn't dreaming.  

She was fucking dying. 
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Cinder gasped awake jumping to her feet. The movement felt just wrong and sent her stomach twisting. 
She glanced around, it seemed like she was in some sort of fiery pit, and as far as she could tell,  she was alone.  She noticed multiple foot prints in the sand around her,  they all converge to a spot and took off in a single direction.  Cinder didn't know where the hell she was but she knew she didn't want to be wherever it was alone. 

She went to walk forwards, following the trail but her body mived backwards instead.  " What the fuck!" she said loudly. Glancing down at herself her heart skipped a beat. " What the fuck!" she squealed. Where were her feet? More importantly were were her boobs?!?

It was then that she noticed something strange,  well more strange.  She forced her arms to move and they slowly, awkwardly lifted to front of her tutu.  Sure enough she stared down at her black tight clad ass. " I'd know that booty anywhere. " she muttered to herself.  She took a shaky breathe and bright her hands up to her neck. Feeling the bunched up skin she grabbed her head and made a quick jerk. Her head twisted back into place,  she glanced down anf gave her boobs a reassuring pat, with a relieved sigh. She stated walking, glad it actually worked this time.

One thing was for sure.  She was deader than a fucking door knob. And by the looks of this place she didn't qualify for heaven,  no surprise there. But why was she alone? " Hello?!" she called out, " I'm lost with nowhere to go! " she shouted, only slightly sarcastic.

inSINerate - Our Unending War

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"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

@Cherrywitch ^^^^^

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

Cinder LaRue

Name:Cinder LaRue
Nickname(s):If it must be shortened,  call her Cin. Hates to be called Cindy
Gender: Female
Sexuality:Attractive
Age of Death:24
Occupation:Cirque du Freaks; tightrope walker
Species: Human
Appearance Description: Cinder is 5'6; she died in costume, which she is perfectly okay with. 
Personality: Cinder is very mischievous, it can be anything from cracking jokes to manipulation; anything for a laugh,  even if its just hers. She can be dramatic though she doesn't take herself or anything else too seriously. She will often times disagree with you just for the sake of getting a reaction. She doesnt really like being alone and isn't too picky when it comes to companionship. She is very fond of cursing, and will often day crude things for her own amusement
History: Not much general knowledge is known about Cinders past, if asked she will simply state that she ran away to join the circus and never regretted her choice. Shes worked at the circus since she was 16, becoming a one woman show with her mix of tight rope and acrobatics. Her stage name was "Angel of Death" which she always thought was a bit dramatic,  but shit. It was the circus after all.
Other: She died during a show, the tight rope had been tampered with, on accident or on purpose Cinder has no idea. And doesn't show much interest in knowing. The ultimate cause of death was a broken neck. This gives Cinder the ability to turn her head nearly 360° in the down Under.

The Hybrid-Humans

Pewpewpew

House of Powers (reboot)

Caebyn -Bynie- Danvers

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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Bynies conscious stirred.

"Nu. Fif mer min", she drooled onto her pillow. Thrashing her arm around she managed to turn the alarm off. With a snore she comfortably slipped back into sleep. The buzz of the intercom and the purr of the voice had her bolting upright in bed. She was not home. Yet she could not coax her eyes to stay open. She sat there, with her head tilted back, eyes closed, and mouth hanging open for God knows how long. Then a thought filled her mind, and it wouldn't go away no matter how many times she tried to dismiss it.

Coffee

No. I can't. Too tired.

Coooooffffffeeeeeee

Shuddup

She rolled out of bed and pulled herself into a semi upright position. Not even bothering to smooth out her ruffly dress that she never changed out of she cracked open her eyes wide enough to see the door and shuffled out. Following the delicious aroma she slowly made her way to the kitchen. Oh thank the caffeine gods there was already creamer, she grabbed a mug and poured a heaping cup of deliciousness and made her way to a chair. Chugging half the contents she sighed contently and laid her head on the table. Waiting for the magical bean juice to give her life.

I think it was safe to say that mornings were not her thing.

House of Powers (reboot)

Caebyn -Bynie- Danvers

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With a sigh Bynie got up and  asked some of the attendants for some sleepy time tea and honey. She cupped the warm mug in her hands, breathing in the prefumed air she hoped that this would help neutralize the copious amounts of caffeine in her system.  When she turned to head back to the table it was completely empty. Scrunching up her face she decided to head to her "Room". Something about an almost empty cafeteria, her only company the eerie anonymous figures in hazmat suits.

She took her tea and headed to her room,  shuffling down the halfway with their names listed on it, she passed quite a few before making it to the one labeled Danvers, Caebyn .  Blowing out a breath she opened to door and inspected the space designated for her.   It was nice and pristine and plain . Her actual room would never look like this, but what could you expect?

She drank her tea and laid down, staring at the ceiling.  She didn't even have any music to lull her sleep, but she was warm and comfortable so she couldn't complain too much.  She laid there for hours before she finally faded to black.

The Hybrid-Humans

@DeadDrop@shivershiver
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(( xD; says the girl who's character has only barely basic combat skills))

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy RP

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