Krinos Solstice

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

Heh, reminds me of my character Alex, I do all sorts of things to him, yet I have no particular goal for him either.

A Tattooed Girl's Place to Gab and Hangout

@A Tattooed Girl Be careful what you wish for, freedom is a double-edged sword, so to speak.

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

@oOWonderKinOo Heh, I never put a limit on how far I can go. Most of my characters are insane from the get-go, others I make insane intentionally.

A Tattooed Girl's Place to Gab and Hangout

@A Tattooed Girl I remember you. It's been awhile, glad to see you're back among us.

One Sentence

And that's how my nightmare of being a Skittle Flavored Chicken Blob began, but you would never believe what the ending to my story would be!

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

Once Nikko had confirmed her suspicion, she turned her attention to the little girl, No wonder why she isn't afraid, nobody here would dare harm her in any way. I'm positive the King protects her, it's the only logical conclusion that makes any sense. Perhaps I should watch what I say around her then, she seems to be rather intelligent for her age. she thought to herself. When the child posed the question to her, she didn't quite know how to respond, "Thank you, Lyra, I think your name is pretty as well." she replied, "As for your question, I'm afraid I have no idea who this 'Ba-Ba' is that you have mentioned. I have only met two Fae so far, Nikko here, and lady named Emerald. There was a third Fae, I think, but I didn't see them clearly. They appear to be the other half of the pair that saved my life, Nikko being one of the two." she explained. She watched as Nikko let the girl do anything she wished to him, "He really seems to like you, doesn't he? I'm sure you two have been friends for a long while now." she commented. She couldn't help but to smile at the pair, There's no reason for me to try and harm Lyra, she's only a child. Perhaps a highly intelligent one, but still just a child, and therefore innocent. Heh, a serial killer with a soft spot for innocent children, I'm sure the media back home would have a field day with that information. she thought, taking a long drink from her glass of juice. She wondered how much longer she would have to remain confined to this room, she wanted to go and explore the castle and perhaps what lay outside it.
@BlackPanther@Belle

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Year 3-redo

Dar nodded, "I understand now, the love the two have for one another is strong indeed. Fiona wants nothing more than to support Damion, and I believe Damion sees Fiona as his support. I believe they are both content with one another that they do not wish to leave the aquarium, and I can fully understand where they're coming from. However, they cannot remain that way, it's going to start to affect their development as they mature into adults. My suggestion: try and convince Damion to come out of the aquarium with Fiona. If they are inseparable, then that might be the best way. Also, try and get Fiona to encourage him to go out. If she has to go with him, that's alright, it's clear they've both already decided they're each other's mate. I would rather see that, than to try and get Damion to leave the aquarium on his own." he replied. He took a good look at Mystique, it appeared the girl was concerned for both of her dragons, "Tell you what I'll do, when my container from Earth arrives in a couple days, I'll come visit those two with a special guest of mine. Maybe we can figure out a solution to your problem then." he said.
@Aisling

Black Moon, White Night: An Urban Fantasy Visual Novel Inspired RP Reboot with a twist

In her defense, no magic was actually used to sever the arm, she used it just like a normal katana, however, I see your point. I will edit it and the time of day.

Black Moon, White Night: An Urban Fantasy Visual Novel Inspired RP Reboot with a twist

@Raineh Daze
If you read her bio, you'll understand that the action is well within her character to do, and it wasn't because the guy was drunk, that had not one iota to do with why she did that. As for her being a villain, she is on neither side of the fence, she does her own things as she sees fit. Just as any loner would do.

Black Moon, White Night: An Urban Fantasy Visual Novel Inspired RP Reboot with a twist

Kira walked through the streets, trying to figure out where her new residence was located. She sighed as she looked at the paper in her hand, she shouldn't have been so hasty in writing the address down, because now she could barely read it. The woman wore the typical kimono one would see these days, nothing unusual or special about it, pretty plain really. However, underneath it was a secret, something passed down in her family for generations; her family's spirit-bound armor. She also happened to be carrying a bag with her, it's contents clearly not visible, but known only to her. The bag held things she needed, most of them to bind a spirit to a scroll she would later use. There was one thing in the bag that was not used in that process, her family's katana. It was no regular old katana, it was special, handed down alongside the armor to each generation. Now it was her turn, as future head of her family, she was given the treasures to signify she was heir to the family name. However, she had another plan, The White Night. I will do more than inherit the family name, I will make it known by all. she thought. She heard footsteps behind her, getting a good whiff of alcohol coming from the man when he was close enough, his hand reaching out. "Hey! Y-you...shouldn't be o-o-out here...alone...some...guy might t-try to...take a-a-advantage...of a cutie...li-like you..." he stuttered, clearly drunk.

His hand rested on her shoulder, "Remove. Your. Hand." she warned, dropping the bag. The man chuckled drunkenly, "Aww, c-come on...g-g-g-give a guy a b-break..." he started. Before he could finish, she had broken his arm with her bare hands in several places, now turned around to face him. She held the man's throat, the look she gave him was dark, she clearly wasn't fooling around with him. "Don't you ever lay your filthy hands on me again, pig, otherwise I'll do something far worse next time!" she hissed in anger. He nodded, swallowing as he thought she was going to kill him right then and there. She pulled back from him, reaching for her bag, picking it up and slinging it over her shoulder again. Men. Filthy disgusting creatures. she thought, continuing on as if nothing had happened. She eventually arrived at her destination, sighing once she was inside. The apartment was almost bare, aside from a tatami mat and a couple of blankets, So this is where mother stayed during her time, hmm? It's...acceptable, I suppose, there's no need for anything other than food. she thought to herself. The White Night, she wondered just how many there would be this time? It didn't matter, she would win. She had to.