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Hello~ My screen name is LadyTale, but you can call me Tale. You can also call me Chaos, if you wish. There's a bit of a story behind that nickname, but it's not one I'm likely to share. It would take too long, anyway.

I'll participate in many genres of RPs, but there are a few I avoid. Some of my favorite genres are fantasy and action/adventure, although I also like sci-fi and romance, up to a point.

I read a lot of fanfiction. An almost ridiculous amount of fanfiction, actually. If there are any fandom RPs out there for the fandoms I'm interested in, I'll most likely join.

In conclusion, I am Sherlocked, a member of Loki's Army, a Whovian, and an anime lover.

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On her way out, Morana found a way to holster the scythe to her back without cutting something important off. Coming out of the castle, she took aim and shot two angels in their heads. The guns kicked a little more than she expected, but she compensated quickly and shot two more. Working her way through the angels, it didn't take her long to empty her guns. Ducking back into the relative safety of the castle, she reloaded quickly and went back outside, getting back to work.
Morana seethed, but Death held on to his control over the body. "YOU ARE CORRECT THAT ANGELS ARE HERE, SECRETS. BECAUSE OF THIS, I ASK THAT YOU STOP ANTAGONIZING MY HOST. THERE IS NOTHING THAT ANGERS HER FASTER THAN TO BELITTLE HER SKILLS." After he said his piece, he allowed Morana to speak.
"You want me to fight? Fine, I'll fight. I'll fight so damn well you won't be able to sleep tonight." With that, she holstered the two guns, picked up the scythe Death had chosen, and walked out of the armory. She was angry, and she would take out that anger on the angels.
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
James Oake

Location; Olympus Academy
Interacting With; No one




James wandered around campus absentmindedly, not paying that much attention to where he was going. He made sure that he didn't bump into anyone - not intentionally, at least - and fiddled with a deck of cards. Flourishing always calmed him down.

This would be his first year at the Academy, and he was a bit nervous. Now, most demigods would send up a prayer to their godly parent. Not James. He wanted nothing to do with Hermes. In his typical fashion, he didn't show his nerves and dressed to impress. Black slacks, white button up, dark blue vest. He was pretty sure that he would be one of the best-dressed people there.

After he finished his stroll, James sat down on a bench near where he entered the campus and started to focus on his cards. The flourishes, which had earlier been rather simple, grew increasingly complex and elaborate. He almost didn't notice the people who stopped to watch him. Almost. Looking up with a boyish grin, he stood and started really showing off.

Serafina Lewison

Location; Olympus Academy
Interacting With; No one




Serafina walked contentedly onto the campus, a smile on her face. It was good to be back. She looked forward to seeing her "kids" again, and possibly "adopting" more. It was an undisputed fact that Serafina was the unofficial mother of the Olympus Academy students, something that pleased her greatly.

As today was special, she had dressed that morning in a pretty light green sundress, brown sandals, and a white sunhat. Her ever-present earrings didn't quite match, but she didn't really care; they were her good-luck charms. Humming a tune under her breath, Serafina walked slowly to her favorite tree and sat down in its shade.

Looking around, she spotted quite a few people she didn't know and smiled happily. Serafina was always glad to add to her family; if someone needed her, that's where she would be. There was nothing greater than being a mother, she felt; she couldn't wait until she had a child of her own. Like her mother, however, she would be faithful and wait for marriage.

People had wondered at the child of Hera for a while when she was first claimed. Hera, she who hated unfaithfulness and bitterly persecuted all of her husband's lovers, had a demigod child? The queen of the gods had explained it to Serafina, however. Hera had felt that maybe if Zeus knew how it felt to be cheated on, he would stop. It hadn't worked, not really, but Hera now had a daughter of her very own, and she couldn't be happier about it.
Miriamne thought for a moment, and decided that she could spare the time. "Of course." Standing, she accepted his hand and waited for him to lead the way.
Morana huffed, annoyed. "Well, excuse me if I want to practice a bit with guns I've never used before. Have you ever heard of gun safety? There's no point in me using these if I don't brace my arms well enough and break my wrists." She held up the guns she had chosen. "Also, I need to know where the safety is, how to disarm the safety, and how to reload the clip. With time and practice, I can cut down greatly on the amount of time it takes me to draw, fire, and reload the guns, making me more efficient in combat." With that, she turned over control to Death and let him look at the scythes.
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Let's do it. I'm assuming since he's been there for a few years maybe we could already have their relationship established?


Sounds good to me~
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
"Thank you." Miriamne sent her water to nourish the new vine. "I've been practicing."

Alanna decided to get a bag of mints and walked to the checkout lane with her groceries. Paying quickly, she walked out with a smile on her face to hide the sadness she felt. The cashier who had helped her was near death, she felt it. Popping a mint in her mouth, she decided to check out the bookstore nearby. Maybe they would have something new to read.
In CLOSED 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Updated it~

Serafina probably would "adopt" him - she'd find him adorable and mother him to death... and beat the snot out of anyone who tried to hurt her "baby boy". ~quip~
Miriamne blushed a bit when Ved called her beautiful. When he asked about the 'lovely table', she was momentarily confused, then realized that he probably meant the piano. "It's called a piano. I learned how to play it from a man named Wolfgang Mozart. Lovely fellow, he was." Pulling a bit of moisture from the air, she began to play with it, confident that it was small enough that no one down below would see it.
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