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Current If I'm not online often don't question it
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I'm going on vacation to Madeira so won't be online for a little
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2 yrs ago
Won't be online for a couple of days- Queen Elizabeth the second has passed away, and the entire country is in a state of mouring- hope you understand.
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2 yrs ago
Looking for a roleplay - DM me if you want to!
2 yrs ago
" And if the seven hells collapse, Although the day could be my last.. You will be okay. When I'm gone, you'll be okay. "
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Hey there, Junk here!
I've been roleplaying for a few years, but I'm pretty new to this site.
I have a wide range of interests, so if you have an idea/request to roleplay, DM me!
But I must say, I am not comfortable with very sexual roleplays. Sexual references are okay, just not actual descriptions of sexual situations.

Also if you like/have been to Alton Towers, DM me (I'm very obsessed)


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Anya darted around, deciding the wraiths were bad news.

She noticed a young server, and from what she could see, he was just kneeling there. The amount of commotion in the tavern had made it difficult to hear quieter sounds, so she couldn't hear his chanting.
The girl rolled her eyes, and send a blast of wind from below him, lifting him up into the air.

"Can you at least try to escape?"

She grabbed his arms and held him in the air for a moment, blasting at a wraith, who was attempting to suck the soul from another patron.

"What exactly were you doing?"
@Dark Light
@LiegeLord
"Thank you! I'd love to go back to the faeworld."
She smiled up at Sir Vendril, munching on a pasty as she did.

Anya let out a little squeak when she saw the wraiths.

The girl launched into the air with fright, sending blasts of air in most directions.
She shivered as the temperature dropped, fluttering around, seemingly very frightened of the creatures.
Freezing air was still blowing around, and it took a moment or so before she realised it was mist.

"I'll be right back!", She told Vendril, and fluttered off to observe one of the wraiths, hovering in places as an attempt to warm herself.

Anya eyed one of the pasties as she spoke.

"It's fine! I would tell you my age, but I don't remember it. Although we might closer in age then I thought. I guess it doesn't really matter."

She took a moment to think about what to tell him, before answering.

"Hmm... well, I travel a lot, and I'm basically a street performer- one time performing on a stage, but that's only because some person wanted me to open their show or something. I do aerial acrobatics and flips and stuff while flying. What else.."

The girl took one of the pasties and quickly asked if Vendril minded, before stuffing it into her hungry little mouth.

"Oh, right," she continued, "I can make wind. It's cool, and it helps me get real high up in the sky. Not far enough into the stars though.."
The girl rambled about the stars for a minute or so, before she remembered she was supposed to be talking.

"I don't really have contact with my family anymore, and I haven't for around a decade. I don't know why, because I don't think anything bad happened. Maybe it was just that I left and they moved or something? I don't know- I might go and visit them soon.
@LiegeLord
@LiegeLord

"Oh you are Fae? Interesting. I know some magic can cause dramatic changes, don't you have the power to shrink yourself back down?"


"I guess I do, but I like looking more like a human. It's easier to get around, and people don't look at me weird."

Anya nodded when Vendril said it was delicate to talk about. She understood when people didn't want to speak about things.

Her murky eyes widened at the mention of a dragon/wyvern hybrid.
"Woah.. I've only every seen a wyvern once before, and I've met a few dragons.. but that's it."
Too many ears listening in was an understandable reason. If Anya had good hearing, who knows what others may have.

Listening to his question, she thought for a moment. Was it The Faeworld, or was it a forest? Memories like this are a little hazy.

"I think I'm from the Faeworld. I don't remember much, but I'm pretty sure it was the Faeworld."
She waited a moment before adding,
"I don't know of that many who are aware of The Faeworld. Or, many who were Fae-raised. Most of us were Born living there, but I do know a few who were raised- but from what I know, they tend to stay in Fae-populated forests."

The girl pondered what to ask for a moment.
"How old exactly are you? I've heard dragons have long lifespans, but I'm not sure about Wyverns. There's a possibility that I'm older then you, but I don't remember exactly how old you see."

A muddled look crossed the fae's face, as if she was trying to recall something.
Sounds awesome! If this becomes a roleplay, I'll definitely apply!
So I've been thinking- (it's near enough Halloween for me to watch Halloween movies right?) Beetlejuice is a pretty fun storyline, and I'd like to roleplay something of the same style.

I love Tim-Burton and his work, and I think the wacky, comedy-horror premise of it would be really fun. Of course, it would be set in modern day, not 1988. I mean- it COULD be 1988, so just let me know which one sounds more appealing to you! 2022, or 1988.

It would start with a new family/group of friends/whatever (I'll just call them family) moving into a beautiful house on a hill, that had been empty for years. It could be a large family, or a small family, depending on the amount of people showing interest in this. In said family, there will be a few people who are able to see the ghosts in the house. Oh- did I mention the ghosts? There are ghosts living in the house. They can be anyone, from the former owners, to some random people, but they MUST have a connection to the house. These ghosts (or at least most of them) want these people OUT. The family might have done something to the ghosts to upset them, or the ghosts just don't want them there, anything.

So naturally, these ghosts try to mess with the family. They call in some (or a) ghost(s) to scare this family out. These ghosts are more malicious spirits, and to summon them you must say their name three times. Antics ensue. Possession, screwing with the family, hiding belongings, ect ect.

And while this is happening, the family are trying to get rid of the malicious spirits, and possibly the ghosts all together.
Will the ghosts let the family stay? Or will they drive them out of their house?

You can roleplay as OC's, or canon characters. (Eg: Beetlejuice, The Maitlands, Miss Argentina, Juno, whatever)- just make sure if we go with the 2022 time-frame, that Lydia would be a lot older.

This roleplay I'm hoping will be rather slow-paced, and have more emotional scenes as well as the wacky ones.

Nobody is probably going to like this, but it popped into my head last night.
Have a lovely day, and take care of yourself!
@LiegeLord

After Ghiar left, Anya decided to stay and talk to this man for a little bit.
"I'm an actual fae. The only reason I'm this size is because around 10 years ago I tried to alter my height. If I were still the same size, I could be able to sit in the palm of your hand. A lot of people believe I was taken as a baby, like some others are."

After thinking for a moment, she asked a question herself.
"Shall we trade questions? It's fun to do it. What creature are you? You seem human, but you have a certain feeling about you that seems different from humans."

She laughed for a second, awaiting Vendril's answer.
@Katakuri @LiegeLord

Anya made a mental note of Ghiar's comment about space, and followed behind him towards the two men.

The first man had left as soon as they arrived, and the other man seemed to analyse them for a few moments.
“I’m quite fine but thank you, just reliving memories of the past. Nothing to worry about.”


"Are you quite sure?"
Anya was stilled a little concerned. Memories of the past seemed to upset lots of people.

“Curious pairing. Anyway, formalities first, my name is Vendril, Sir Vendril. And your names are?”

"My name is Anya Daymourn! It's nice to meet you Sir Vendril!"
The girl smiled, baring her teeth again and muttering something under her breath like, "What could be so curious?

@Katakuri
The girl quickly replied, "Wow... I'd love to just fly up to space if I could.. but my wings won't get me that far, and even if I used the air boosts, it wouldn't be far enough."

Listening to Ghiar's answer regarding his colour, Anya smiled.
"So it was positive when I spooked you?" She laughed as she spoke, "I guess it was pretty funny!"

Concerning the two men, she didn't know how exactly they would treat a child-like creature, so she simply replied,
"Well- if you want to go and talk to them, we can."

She pulled a twig out of her hair, and muttered something about a bush.
@Katakuri

"Woah.. that sounds incredible! A child of the stars.. I've never heard of that before! Star-gazing is nice.. so have you been to space? If you ever have, what's it like? There are so many interesting people in this tavern!"

The girl smiled until her cheeks ached. As they spoke, she noticed that Ghiar's colour seemed to fade,
"How come you went all yellow for a second, and now you're fading again?"

Glancing back around the tavern, she noticed two people drinking something she didn't recognise.
It seemed to be a kind of alcohol, but seemed to be that one of them disliked it.
She couldn't help but stare at the two men, wondering what they were talking about.
It looked pretty serious, as the man who seemed to dislike it looked very upset as he spoke, and slumped onto the counter, held up by his arm.

Looking back at Ghiar, she added, "Do you think those two are okay?"
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