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9 yrs ago
Current so bored... if you have a RP and need a spot filled PM me please. Need something to do!!!
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I has made RP! \o/
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Boooooooorrrrred need entertainment! T_T
9 yrs ago
Bring on the grease! Need to get out of this RP rust! :P

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Einar Erikson Bane


Einar was still in the center of his self made disaster when he heard someone say his name. He would have thought that everyone in the house knew better than to try and talk to him while he was in such a state. His mind didn't register the voice with one he knew and upon being bothered in his anger he shot to feet and lunged at the source of the voice. His big hand stopping less than an inch from strangling the person. It was Ember, one of the younger family members, but she was still family. Einar's enraged, bloodshot stare locked onto her eyes as his hand shook in front of her. His breaths came in ragged, short bursts. He forced himself to breath more, to control himself. Finally he was able to close his eyes and lower his hand away from Ember's throat. He took one long breath.

"I am not grieving for the loss of my family, not yet. I am angered by the cowardice of these oskilgetinn, bastards," Einar explained, forcing his voice into a calmer state, despite the rage still inside him. He opened his eyes again and looked down at Ember as he stood a good head and a half taller than her. "They kill my family and then run to the shadows in a way where my nose cannot follow! I have scoured every inch of this city since the night of the first murder and have yet to find a single damned thing!" He yelled, throwing the half empty bottle of liquor into a wall, shattering it.

Einar ran his hand through his hair before turning back to look at Ember. "Until I find the one responsible for the deaths of our family I will not grieve for our loss. Not until I have their blood upon my claws." He pointed a finger at Ember in a threatening manner. "And until vengeance has been delivered the family will not tether me to this house! I need you to give a warning to the Capers and Blackwalls. Tell them that the Banes have released me from my leash to hunt down these murderers! And if they get in my way I will tear them apart," Einar said, his eyes once again showing the full furry of his rage.
and then there was John Cena
first post up ^_^
Einar Erikson Bane


"THOSE DAMNED OSKILGETINN!" Einar bellowed as he stormed through the Bane family house. His voice echoing loudly through the halls as he made his way to his private rooms up the stairs. The guests and family members who were present stood in silence as he raged past them all. They all knew about Einar's rage and it was best to stay away from him when he was in such a state. Especially when he started cursing in old nordic. "THOSE HRAFNASUELTIR! WHERE DO THEY GET THE BALLS TO KILL MY FAMILY!" Einar continued, knocking over one of the guests who didn't move out of his way fast enough.

It was just a few days ago that the head of the Bane family had been murdered, and now his successors were dead too. Einar had just returned from a failed attempt at hunting down the bastards who had done this. He was more than a little angry and it would be a while before he calmed down enough to be talked to. Most of the family couldn't even remember the last time Einar had been so furious. For a long time now he had been kept inside the house so as to avoid any problems with the Capers. So he had been in relatively good moods for most of the time. To see him so infuriated was enough to scare even fellow werewolves out of their skin.

Finally Einar reached his room where proceeded to kick the doors off the hinges, shattering them into thousands of shards and splinters. He then went about destroying most of his furniture, including his bed, while screaming rage induced nordic profanity. Only calming down a bit after a couple of hours when he realized that he had no more furniture left in his room. So, with a panting breath he stomped over to a cabinet that he had left untouched and grabbed a large bottle of liquor. Drinking half of the bottle in one go before collapsing to his knees, in the center of all the wreckage, and let out a loud tortured scream like a wounded wolf.
so much boredom....
@Snarfulblast@Aisling

Fenris was focusing his senses. Sniffing, hearing for anything that might betray the whereabouts of the creature. Something wasn't right though. There was only one creature in the cage, but he was smelling it from three different locations. He caught the whiff of the creatures at the last second too. Fenris stomped his foot into the ground causing a short wall of ice to sprout up around himself and his partner. It was too late though as they were tripped, knocking them both over. Fenris took his partner's hand in getting up quickly before slamming his lance into the ground. Sending a wave of ice towards the creature and knocking it back. "Hit it now while it's visible!" Fenris yelled as his partner as he turned his attention to the howling creature.

Over by Imarir and the others there were two more creatures. One that was releasing a terrible high pitched wail that stung Fenris' ears. It had somehow triggered his ice trap that he had laid at the healer's feet. Before even thinking about how that happened Fenris quickly shot a burst of magic at the trap, causing the ice to vanish. Then returned his attention to the creature that was attacking them.

Fenris started slowly cooling the air around the creature. Trying to get it to the right temperature where at a snap of his fingers the creature would be frozen solid, just like the giant rat. Though this time he was trying to freeze everything except its head so as not to kill the thing.
Fenris Had his lance leveled and ready for use. He looked around at the other students quickly after Imarir shouted some things to get some coordination. Looking at the one Imarir addressed as a healer Fenris sent a trickle of magic under her feet. It was sleeper spell he made up. If the cat got too close to her Ice would freeze the creature's paws in place.

"Stay close to me. I should be able to smell, or hear the monster before it shows itself," Fenris said to the one who had asked to team up. That said Fenris started sniffing the air and straining his hearing for any sign from the beast.
@SolemnStories that's the look you're giving to @BlackRose24 right now isn't it? XD
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