MarshiestMallow

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Penny was just contemplating knocking Shujin on his ass, more then a little annoyed that he insisted on touching her, and invading her space when she'd made it perfectly clear she did not want him close to her, when Damien intervened. Throwing him off the roof was probably more mild then Penny wanted, but it served its purpose.

"I thought maybe if I made the flames hot enough, he might melt, but" she sighed, "sadly not" she shrugged, slowly letting the flames die down, which had started to shift back to their usual colour, reds, yellows, oranges and a touch of purple.

"It's still my fault this happened to her. And she has her own problems to worry about, she changes so much, to magics around her, and even her own emotions. I promised I'd help, and then I neglected her, and Jasmine- although Jasmine wasn't angry... " she sighed again, "Ariel has a right to be angry, I should have been here. I should have taken her with me. I thought she'd be safest here, though. Turns out I just made it harder. I shouldn't have taken her with me back then... should have realised it would have had an affect on her. I wanted to try and make it up to her... but it seems the damage is done, and she doesn't want to deal with me"
She rose, not worried about falling off the roof, keeping her feet steady, the flames all but gone. "And then metal man came and just pissed me off, who does he think he is anyway? Normal metal would have melted, just my luck he seemed immune to it"
She fell silent for a moment or two, “I don’t know what to do anymore, Damien”

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Sasha smiled, and wrapped her arms around him, nodding, “Of course we will come back. And we’ll give Faith a home, one we can be proud off, knowing we helped to make the world a better place” She said softly, hugging him, happy for the moment where she was.

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“Well, sort of” Jarvis said, leaning against the bar, “We’re going to Tenuro island, see whats up there” He explained, “The other guilds are coming with us as well” He said, “or rather, some of their members and guild masters” not sure if it he should be telling her this, Jarvis frowned, “But if you are sick, it wouldn’t be wise to go, Amelia. I don’t want you getting seriously ill… “

@Zarkun@Joshua Tamashii@YipeeXD

♦ Children Of The Moon ♦ (Teen Wolf Roleplay)

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'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

I don't do good running!

I shall post tomorrow however!

Sleeeeeepy

And yeah, I get that. It's devastating when that happens, would a kitty picture help?

Digimon: Reign of the Demon Lords

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Beyond the Storms

It's okay! We understand

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Joshua Tamashii@YipeeXD

Jarvis sighed, deciding to trust her for the moment, but if she appeared to be getting worse, he’d do something about it, watching her as she drank the drinks he’d give her, “You feel hot, Amelia… which isn’t particularly normal, is it?” he said, as he turned to make her some food, heating the stove rather quickly with a lacrima, moving smoothly around the kitchen until he’d made her a hot breakfast, and placed it in front of her.

“You have to look after yourself, okay? So, drink plenty of water” He added, putting a jug in front of her.

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Sasha smiled, chuckling at his words, before she lay her hands on her stomach, as if she could protect the child within by such a movement. “I won’t let any harm come to her” She said softly, “This is just something I have to do, Lazarus… so that she might have a good life. So that our family, the guild, can survive, and that Fiore can continue as it is. I want to be a mother that she can be proud of” She said, “and I won’t lose her, or you” She promised, “Everything I’ve found… I have to be there, on the island. If there was any other way, I’d take it, but this is the way things have to be” She said, wanting him to understand, needing him to understand.

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“Until the stranger realises you are more hassle then you are worth, wizard or no wizard” Penny replied, her tone becoming slightly anger at his words, wondering who he was to think he could try and talk to her like this. She shrugged away from him again when he reached out to her, shaking her head.

“It matters not what I feel, but what they feel for me, and right now, I’m not a particular favorite. I’ve neglected too many of them” She said, shaking her head again, “They don’t need me.” She said softly, her voice shaking, almost breaking with the emotions flowing through her, seeming more and more intense. “They can protect themselves”

His words only seemed to infuriate her even more, “You’re right, i’m destined to never die unless someone kills me! And that isn’t easy! I’m destined to watch everyone I care about die, and being unable to stop it! I’d rather die with those I love than to live without them!”

Digimon: Reign of the Demon Lords

tabitha

“Whats the point of living if you can't be yourself?”

Name:

Tabitha Green

Age:

18

Gender:

Female

Digimon:

Terriormon played by Demon Shinobi Zerimon-Gummymon-Terriormon-Gargomon-Rapidmon-MegaGargomon

Appearance:

Standing at roughly five foot two inches, Tabitha nevertheless makes her self known. She often switches between long hair and short- when it gets too long, she chops it off without much thought. She has chocolate brown eyes, pale skin, and a tattoo along her collar bone, three small black birds.

Skills:

Tabitha is good at self defense- she rather enjoys putting people on their butts who think that just because she is small, she is an easy target. A rather dedicated Singer, Tabitha will often spontaneously burst into song, and she is a fantastic drawer.

Strengths:

⇋ Open minded-An extremely open minded individual, Tabitha is accepting of just about anyone, and this also means that she isn't adverse to ideas that are a little.... out there.
⇋ Strong Willed-Extremely stong willed, Tabitha won't give up when she puts her mind to something- she just has to put her mind to it, first.
⇋ Highly adaptive-Easily adaptive, Tabitha doesn't dwell to much on what was, instead she starts planning for what is happening, and doing whatever she can. Even if that is... eccentric.

Weaknesses:

☠ Emotional unstable- Tabitha isn't the most stable of individuals, she is more than a little random in her emotions, and she feels emotions rather strongly, making her more than a little unstable.
☠ Not particularly strong- Not physically strong, Tabitha doesn't let this get to her, even though it does make some things so much harder.
☠ Quite eccentric- Considered quite odd, Tabitha has views others might think are extremely odd, often making choices that are extremely out here.

Personality:

Tabitha is an odd person. She is kind, sweet and excentric. She is a true idealist, always looking for the hint of good in even the worst of people and events, searching for the besst way to make things better. While she is perceived as calm, reserved or even shy, she has an inner flame and passion that can truly shine. There are times when she feels misunderstood, but when she is around people that has a similar mindset to her, or those she really cares about, she has a harmony that fills her with joy and inspiration. She's let by purity, once she decides on something, she goes for it and doesn't care about the rewards or punishments involved in it.

She has an ability to communicate deeply with others, yet she often speaks in metaphors and parables, understand and creating symbols to share her ideas. She is excellent with creative works, and prides herself in understand not only herself, but the world. She has a talent for self-expression, revealing her beauty and secrets through metaphors and fictional characters.

She is considered quite gifted when it comes to learning languages, leading well to her desire for harmony, but has yet to find her calling in life, despite the extended years. She focuses her attention on just a few people, as spread too thinly, she tends to run out of energy, becoming dejected and overwhelmed by all the bad in the world she can't do a thing to fix, and unless she is pulled out of it, Tabitha tends to fall into a depression.

Tabitha can also lose herself in her quest for good, and reflect the generally day to day upkeep that life demands if she is not careful. She often drifts into deep thought, enjoying contemplating the hypothetical and the philosophical more than anything. Left unchecked, Tabitha may start to lose touch, withdrawing into what could be considered a hermit mode, and when this occurs, she generally needs her friends and family to pull her out and back to the real world.

Yet, throughout all this, her normal affection, creativity, altruism and idealism will always come back, rewarding herself and others around her with a world view that inspires compassion, kindness and beauty, no matter where she is.

History:

Born to a typically normal family, Tabitha was always a bit eccentric to say the least. A strange child,
who didn't talk until she was about three, it was always assumed that she was a little... special needs. Rather, Tabitha just didn't have anything much to say. And then suddenly, you couldn't get her to shut up. She's always had a love for the arts, for writing, and dancing, and always had a small group of friends that she cared for dearly.

She's not too sure where she'll go, but she'll know she'll make it amazing.

Character Goals:

Tabitha is a rather high spirited individual, while I don't expect her to be the best Tamer, I do think she'd be a rather unique individual that would keep everyone going when things seem tough. She's a bright individual,
and likes to accept everyone, and thus, thinks of friends as an extended family of sorts. She's one to never give up, and so she'll make sure no one else gives up too.

Other:

Currently nothing now, but check this space.

cory

Digimon:

Coronamon

Nickname:

Coro, Cory

Digivolution Line:

Sunon-> Coronamon-> Firamon-> Flaremon-> Apollomon

Tamer:

Olivia Sasak

Skills:

Fighting. There appears to be nothing more then Cory likes as to fight.
Tracking- what else fun is there to do for him?
Fires. Fascinated by them.

Personality:

A little bit arrogant, a little bit self-centred and cocky, Cory nevertheless manages to come across as a friendly individual, always laughing and ready to crack a joke. However, he can have a rather nasty side that shows itself in specific situations-
namely when those he cares about are in danger. Or when he simply feels threatened. He isn't really interested in making friends however, despite his friendly side, prefering instead his own company- finding others tedious simply because... its so much work.

Character Goals:

Over time, the goal for Cory is simply to break through that cold shell that makes him appear aloof and unfriendly most of the time. IT could happen gradually, or it could happen all at once, depending on the situation. Preferably, it would happen gradually for simple character development. From there... Well, Cory could become a rather valuable part of any team.

Other:

Digimon: Reign of the Demon Lords

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Digimon: Reign of the Demon Lords

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Niesha

Location Building six:Armoury

Niesha headed to the gates, looking down as she walked, her gear secured on her back, sighing softly to herself. She knew she could have waited for the others, but she wanted to get out of there, be by herself for a few moments. Being in the armoury… it suddenly made everything seem more real, and she didn’t want anyone to assume she wasn’t ready, wasn’t cut out for it… so she walked slowly towards the gates, and merely focused on breathing.

Going outside the wall shouldn't frighten her, yet it did. They might not get many walkers in here, yet… outside, it was different. And there were people to contend with. She supposed there were people to contend with in here, as well, yet no one really had proven to be a threat. Sure, James had attacked Richard, yet she was sure everyone in the community had wanted to attack him at one stage or another throughout the months living here. Richard just hadn’t been… any sort of decent person, and yet, he had been. This world… it did things to you. He’d lost someone important to him. Bound to make a dick even more of a dick.

She sighed heavily. Maybe people didn’t change. Maybe human nature simply wasn’t made to change. Maybe people were just set in their ways… and she stopped, her hands curling into fists. She wouldn’t believe that, because if it was true, it would mean that deep down, or maybe not so deep, she hadn’t became a better person. Perhaps it was simply… that people didn’t want to change. A different distinction. Didn’t want to, and unable to.

She let out a slow breath, and started walking again. She knew she’d came a long way, and she knew she still had a long way to go. And her thoughts had gotten off track, once more. Going outside… yes, it did frighten her. And there was always the chance of being bitten, or dying… but she had to come back. She had so much to do… and she’d promise Tatiana that she’d be her midwife, and she certainly wasn’t going to let her down.

She couldn’t control what happened though, could she? Suddenly her breaths came hard and fast, and she could feel her heart start to pump faster. Was she panicking? It suddenly felt like it. How long had it been since she’d truly had one of them? Years? Surely… not before the break out? And yet, she could remember those first few days, weeks, months, clearly, as she struggled along with others to fight, to find a way… to build a home… to continue when it all fell apart… There hadn’t been time to panic… maybe she’d been inside too long… apart from a few things, life inside the gates had been relatively quiet…

She closed her eyes, trying to imagine a slow opening and closing animation, drawing in her breaths and letting them out with each motion. Slowly, it worked and she soon began to walk once more. She’d been out there before. She could do it again. She would do it again. Simple as that. She was always hardest on herself… she imagined things where they weren’t… imagined people judging her, when they weren’t… She was stronger than she had been, when she’d been so close to breaking all those months ago.

Waiting at the gates, Niesha watched, waiting for the others, her thoughts following that troubled train. Maybe it was like that story… the little train that could. She could be a train. Slow and steady, right?

Or was that the tortoise and the hare?

She shook her head, positive thoughts, not these twisting, distracting thoughts that she recognised as simple rambling. I think I can. That was it. That’s what the little engine that could had said constantly. I think I can. I think I can. I think i can. Was that just a… story to tell kids to never give up, to keep on trying? Or was it the power of positive thinking, of wishful thinking? I think I can… i think I will come back… no.

I know we will come back. That was a lot more definite. She sighed softly, looking ahead for the others, shifting a little uneasily. At least she felt better. Like everything, it seemed that once she’d made her mind up, cemented it into her actions, then she just wanted to get going, get it done. At least none of them had seen the mini meltdown. That was something, at least.

She sighed, and waited.