Andris snorted. "She's like a puppy, isn't she? Run along," he added to the other three girls.
~Runes book 1, Ednah Walters
~Runes book 1, Ednah Walters
Dark Lady
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STATUS: Lindsey Stirling and Microsoft Word...thus starts the journey to a novel 7 yrs ago
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Looking for RP...I am very diverse when it comes to writing so anything will work.
About me:
I am a writer working on my first novel...*nervous chuckle* I also run my own business so I have tons of time on my hands, lol.
About me:
I am a writer working on my first novel...*nervous chuckle* I also run my own business so I have tons of time on my hands, lol.
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"Bingo, Miss Lane, ace investigative skills, of course," she said with a smile.
~Mommy, Mommy, Henry Hack
~Mommy, Mommy, Henry Hack
Then an angel placed an illuminated Christmas tree on the table.
~Adolf Hitler Volume 1, John Toland
(Yay college reading)
~Adolf Hitler Volume 1, John Toland
(Yay college reading)
@Zelosse Have you taken a glance at my character sheets?
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Name: Aikaterine Scarlett
Age: 26
Element: Light
Appearance:
Personality: Quietly forceful, original, and sensitive. Tend to stick to things until they are done. Extremely intuitive about people, and concerned for their feelings. Well-developed value systems which they strictly adhere to. Well-respected for their perseverance in doing the right thing. Likely to be individualistic, rather than leading or following.
History: Knowing the lack of healing skills. Ai, devoted her life to mastering it and harnesses her light energy into healing.
Equipment: 3 black suitcases, two bird cages and a silver locket
Class Taught: Harnessing light for healing
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Name:Rowan Lyre
Age: 15
Element: Darkness
Appearance:
Personality: Serious and quiet, interested in security and peaceful living. Extremely thorough, responsible, and dependable. Well-developed powers of concentration. Usually interested in supporting and promoting traditions and establishments. Well-organized and hard working, they work steadily towards identified goals. She can usually accomplish any task once she has set their mind to it.
History: Ro was raised far from the school. In a different country actually (U.K.) Her father died in war when she was 12 and her mother had to work 2 jobs to make ends meet. When she was 13 her mother sat her down in the kitchen and explained that her family seemed to have this special skill of magic. She laughed when this was explained and went to school as normal. When she was 15 her mother decided to send her to a school with others like her.
Equipment: Her dad’s dog tags, a green duffle bag and her mother’s golden band
@zelosseDid I leave anything out? If not it's done!
Age: 26
Element: Light
Appearance:
Personality: Quietly forceful, original, and sensitive. Tend to stick to things until they are done. Extremely intuitive about people, and concerned for their feelings. Well-developed value systems which they strictly adhere to. Well-respected for their perseverance in doing the right thing. Likely to be individualistic, rather than leading or following.
History: Knowing the lack of healing skills. Ai, devoted her life to mastering it and harnesses her light energy into healing.
Equipment: 3 black suitcases, two bird cages and a silver locket
Class Taught: Harnessing light for healing
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Name:Rowan Lyre
Age: 15
Element: Darkness
Appearance:
Personality: Serious and quiet, interested in security and peaceful living. Extremely thorough, responsible, and dependable. Well-developed powers of concentration. Usually interested in supporting and promoting traditions and establishments. Well-organized and hard working, they work steadily towards identified goals. She can usually accomplish any task once she has set their mind to it.
History: Ro was raised far from the school. In a different country actually (U.K.) Her father died in war when she was 12 and her mother had to work 2 jobs to make ends meet. When she was 13 her mother sat her down in the kitchen and explained that her family seemed to have this special skill of magic. She laughed when this was explained and went to school as normal. When she was 15 her mother decided to send her to a school with others like her.
Equipment: Her dad’s dog tags, a green duffle bag and her mother’s golden band
@zelosseDid I leave anything out? If not it's done!
I stepped to the unobstructed casement, withdrew the nail with some difficulty, and attempted to raise the sash.
~The Murders in the Rue Morgue, Edgar Allan Poe
~The Murders in the Rue Morgue, Edgar Allan Poe
I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement.
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection.
She watched the fae woman hand her a bottle. Nodding her head she uncorked the bottle and lifted it to a glass in front of her, the liquid poured into the glass and she shimmied the cork back onto the bottle. So much work for a d*mn drink isn’t it? Her thought spoke sharply in her mind. “Thanks,” her melodic voice spoke to the woman before she departed her company.
Why this place? Why did her contact send her here for R&R? Lifting the glass to her lips she took a sip of the liquid. This is pretty weak… She thought and smirked slightly. Pandora grew up with not only a tolerance to pain but to alcohol. Her years with the Bloody Roses seemed to pay off.
Clearing her throat she crossed her ankles and glanced around once more. Rule 127 in the guild always be on guard. You never know where the threat will come from. This place seemed pretty dead to be honest. The Fae woman was talking to another patron and she glanced to the stage. Grabbing her drink she stood and started to walk towards the stage. “So what is there to do here?” She spoke a bit louder to announce her presence.
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
That keeps your toys in the basement.
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection.
It's always best when the candle's out,
I am the pick in the ice.
Do not cry out or hit the alarm,
You know we're friends 'til we die.
I am the pick in the ice.
Do not cry out or hit the alarm,
You know we're friends 'til we die.
She watched the fae woman hand her a bottle. Nodding her head she uncorked the bottle and lifted it to a glass in front of her, the liquid poured into the glass and she shimmied the cork back onto the bottle. So much work for a d*mn drink isn’t it? Her thought spoke sharply in her mind. “Thanks,” her melodic voice spoke to the woman before she departed her company.
Why this place? Why did her contact send her here for R&R? Lifting the glass to her lips she took a sip of the liquid. This is pretty weak… She thought and smirked slightly. Pandora grew up with not only a tolerance to pain but to alcohol. Her years with the Bloody Roses seemed to pay off.
And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
It's always best when the light is off,
It's always better on the outside.
Fifteen blows to the back of your head,
Fifteen blows to your mind.
It's always better on the outside.
Fifteen blows to the back of your head,
Fifteen blows to your mind.
Clearing her throat she crossed her ankles and glanced around once more. Rule 127 in the guild always be on guard. You never know where the threat will come from. This place seemed pretty dead to be honest. The Fae woman was talking to another patron and she glanced to the stage. Grabbing her drink she stood and started to walk towards the stage. “So what is there to do here?” She spoke a bit louder to announce her presence.
So lock the kids up safe tonight
And shut the eyes in the cupboard.
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest feeling.
And shut the eyes in the cupboard.
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest feeling.
That either way he turns - I'll be there
Open up your skull - I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
Open up your skull - I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Pandorica Jillet Keeva
Character Summary
Name:055662
Aliases:Pandorica, Pan, Pandora
Age:28
Race:Human
Place of Origin:Unknown
Gender:Female
Class/Job:Assassin
Physical Attributes
Appearence:
(Only difference she has Silver eyes)Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:Scar across her right eye
Day To Day Attire:
(Only in brown)PERMAS ONLY:Strengths: Max of 3
- Versatility
- Discipline
- Determination
Weaknesses: Max of 3
- Overly Critical
- Inflated Ego
- Strict
History
Current Events: Pandora ran into a source after a mission that referred her to the tavern for R&R between missions. I am here to actually start RPing on this forum!!
Extras
Character Quote: Maximos est rapax Non poteris videre
Theme Song: Climbing Up the Walls by Radiohead
Aura Color:Black
Scent: Blood, death and decay
Anything Else: She doesnt know where she come from. She was kidnapped at a young age by an assassin guild and trained from the age of 3.
The Ancient Booer: Your true love lives. And you marry another. True Love saved her in the Fire Swamp, and she treated it like garbage. And that’s what she is, the Queen of Refuse. So bow down to her if you want, bow to her. Bow to the Queen of Slime, the Queen of Filth, the Queen of Putrescence. Boo. Boo. Rubbish. Filth. Slime. Muck. Boo. Boo. Boo.
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