Midna-Phobia

Blood Moon

Chase smiled a little at her decision and nodded slightly, even if the very last part did cause him to frown in concern, not sure if she was being serious or not. As they made their way through the party Chase made sure to stay close to her, wary of another incident like what had happened to them repeating itself. As it was being slightly above average height did help in situations like this and he was able to keep the path relatively clear for her. He wasn’t entirely sure who they were supposed to be looking for, so he couldn’t really help other than stay close.

However the girl quickly pulled away from him eventually when she spotted her friend and she pulled her away from the guy she was talking to, which made him smile slightly. He was just going to leave them, since she seemed to have forgotten him already until they both turned towards him; obviously something had been said he’d missed. So he simply smiled again, giving a small nod to both the ladies as they were introduced to him. “My name is Chase.” He said, struggling to find the right volume to be heard properly over the music. “I’m sorry for knocking your friend over.”

He paused again, realising this was the point where they’d separate. “My offer still stands.” He eventually voiced, figuring it was worth one last shot. “If you’d like to join me and my friends I think they’re over by the bonfire.” He gave them a small, curt nod before taking a few steps back. “I hope you enjoy the rest of the party, Zane.” He quickly turned and walked off after that, deciding it was like ripping off a bandaid. Which was a stupid thing to think because he’d only just met the girl and had like five minutes of conversation with her.

As predicted his friends were over by the fire, and they had food. Mason was the first to spot him. “Hey! Casanova’s back!” He said loudly, causing the other boy with him, Ryan, to look up and grin at him. Mason then turned his attention to behind Chase and his grin widened. “What happened? Struck out with your lady friend?” He teased as Chase sat down and promptly shoved him in the shoulder.

“Will you shut up? She was just some… random girl that you happened to push me into. I made sure she got back to her friend safely and that’s it okay?” He insisted.

Mason shrugged casually as if he didn’t really care anymore. “Smore?” He offered, holding out a chocolate dripping marshmallow sandwich. Chase grinned and took it eagerly, deciding to accept the peace offering.

A couple of plots inside

In-Game
(Seeking male)
Set about 10 years in the future and gaming technology is about to reach a whole new level. Full neauro synchronisation. The technology has the ability to completely control the player's consciousness by redirecting the signals the brain sends to the body and sending its own waves to stimulate the five senses. This technology is now being used in the most immersive virtuality reality game in existence. A Medieval Heavily Fantasy based MMORP where the player may select a race and class and is primarily and exploration/ quest/ battle based game.

I’m also happy for your character to be whomever you want, and for you to pick the relation our characters have. Obviously I’d like to have it that they have chances of meeting in the real world but whether they know each other or not is entirely up to you. They may be friends and know each other are playing, are friends or enemies in real life and become friends in game or become friends in the game but have no idea who that person is in real life, etc.

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Whilst the conversation had been… brief to say the least, Chase found himself not wanting it to end. “Well you could come and hang out with us.” He blurted out before his mind had fully realised what his mouth was saying. Now it was working three times as hard playing catch up. “I mean… until you find your friend again…” Smooth Chase. So very smooth. “They’re a nice bunch of guys.” He assured her, and then realised how suspicious it probably sounded to a young girl that he’d just met inviting her to come and hang out with a group of guys at a party.

It wasn’t like he looked like a creepy guy. At least he liked to think so. He was tall… ish for his age, taller than other guys he knew anyway, he had a light amount of muscle but nothing impressive like those guys who went out of their way to buff up had, rather his was more natural development from doing a lot of outdoor activities. He was often picked on for his hair by his friends, they said it made him look like a girl but it wasn’t that long, just because he took a little bit of effort to style it.

This is why he didn’t hang out with girls often. He double guessed everything he said around them for fear he’d offend. Guys were just… easier he guessed. He hadn't seen her at these parties before, so it lead him to believe she was new to the area, a very long shot really. There was no reason to assume something like that, which is why he didn’t voice it. But if she was then maybe she’d be interested in making some new friends. “Or I could help you look for your friend? I wouldn’t feel right leaving you alone until you at least found someone you knew.”

Once again he silently hoped he wasn’t sounding creepy but it seemed to be a very fine line with girls. He’d never do something like that of course, but he was aware of how alert to that type of things girls were. He had a sister.

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Chase shook his head and climbed slowly to his feet, attempting to brush the sand off him. It was then he heard a girl, most likely the person he’d just crashed into, apologising. He hadn't really gotten a chance to look at her before, it had happened too fast. Looking at her now he couldn’t really stop the goofy smile that crossed his face at her blush, blue eyes flickering across her features as he shook his head slightly. “Don’t worry about it. It wasn’t your fault.” He assured her. And it hadn't been. “I ah… wasn’t looking where I was going. I’m sorry.”

Well, really it had been Mason’s fault for shoving him. But that could all be dealt with later. And Mason would pay later. “Are you alright?” As much as he wanted to run off Chase knew the polite thing to do would be to at least make sure she wasn’t hurt. “Are you here with anyone?” He then asked, looking around to see if anyone was coming over to see if she was alright, and probably tell him off for falling into her. However the only people coming over were the last ones he wanted to see.

“Smooth move Casanova!” Mason said as he practically jumped onto Chase, putting him in a head lock, which Chase quickly pulled himself out of and then shoved the other boy.

“Get out of here!” He growled with another smirk. “Seriously. I’ll come find you in a little bit okay?” He then turned back to the girl and smiled apologetically with a shrug. “Sorry about that…” He paused, unsure of where to proceed from here. Formality dictated one should probably introduce themselves right now, but he wasn’t even sure if this meeting was going to last much longer. She’d leave and then they’d probably never see each other again. Which was a shame… she seemed like a nice girl, if not a little shy.

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The air was warm, a pleasant change from the receding autumn (fall (whatever I’m Aussie)) chill. The wind smelt like salt and there was the slightest sound of water lapping against the shore, the waves illuminated by the light of the full moon beaming down upon them. Most of this would have made for a pleasant, quiet night and other day of the year. However most of it was drowned out by the party going on not five hundred metre behind him. As it stood now music blared, its volume challenged only by the voices trying to speak over it and the crackle of fire.

The salt in the air was drowned out by the smell of smoke and burning wood. The light of the moon paled in comparison to the bonfire raging. The turnout looked about the same as last year. It was a tradition, every year they had a big party on the beach the night of the first full moon of spring. Chase remembered his father telling him it used to be a very sacred night amongst the original inhabitants of the land. Somewhere along the line it became a bit more… “Chase! Get your ass over here!” Commercialised.

The boy glanced over his shoulder and smiled slightly before he abandoned the quiet water’s edge and quickly ran back towards his friends waiting for him. “Dude! Best night ever or what?” Mason said as he threw a beer to him. The sacredness of the night may have changed slightly, but the descendants of the first people of this land were still in charge of organising the party. As it was, that meant him and his friends usually. They’d all known each other since birth virtually, so they were more like brothers than anything else.

Chase merely smirked and shrugged as he put the drink down. Sometimes it did feel like they were doing this wrong, disrespecting their ancestors or something like that. Never did that feeling overwhelm him more than when he looked at the moon. So he usually made a point of avoiding it as much as possible on the night. Having spaced out for a few moments he missed Mason’s next comment and the sudden shove he received caught him completely off guard and he stumbled before he collided into someone and the boy quickly turned, catching them before they feel.

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Name: Chase Colt
Age: 25
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Beyond the Wall

Personally Luka felt like Jayna was underestimating his abilities. He felt fine, yeah a little weak, maybe a little hot but certainly he knew he was strong enough to make it back to the wall. He didn’t think it a good idea to go back just yet because he still needed to stay close to receive treatment. At the moment he was just looking around the house, lost in taking it all in. He tried to remember his own house, but he couldn’t. It was all a frustrating blur to him. As it was he wasn’t really sure what most of this stuff was even supposed to be for.

Out beyond the wall the only shelter he had or needed was his den with Cade, which served its use fine. They usually ate their food fresh, since daemons had no problem digesting pretty much anything. His stomach wasn’t nearly as resilient but he’d learnt that he could eat the raw meat just fine. So the word ‘cook’ had absolutely no meaning to him whatsoever. In reality a lot of Jayna’s words made no sense to him. He had learnt all the words as a child, so knew they were words but connecting them to objects was something he struggled with.

As it was he left her to whatever she was doing as he explored her house, trailing his hands along many of the nameless objects. When he reached the front door he opened it and blinked slightly as sunlight streamed it. The outside world was still very white, though the snow around here had been padded down due to many feet walking over it. The village itself was even more interesting than the house. He had seen it many times from the wall, but it was different up close. Forgetting about his host the boy walked out into the open, eager to explore the place that was once his home.

Those Closest

Kaya looked up at him, giving Bryant a strange look for a few moments before she looked back down at a menu, reading over it with a small smirk on her face. She wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but all of Bryant’s foul mood from before seemed to have completely evaporated. Usually it took her ages to bring him out of a funk like the one he’d been in. Clearly they needed to go out for burgers more, even if she did sometimes worry about the things going into her food. Usually, at home, she’d use her alchemy to access them and remove any chemicals or additives.

But she couldn’t do that in public. It reminded her why she didn’t go out for food often. The waitress arrived in a timely manner to take their orders and Kaya ordered a vegetarian burger with all the salads, a side of fries and a vanilla shake. “Let it never be said I’m one of those really stupid girls who doesn’t eat anything when they have lunch with someone.” Because girls like that kind of annoyed her, a lot. It was probably why she liked hanging out with Bryant so much. Yeah she didn’t get guys sometimes, but she never understood girls and their motivations. Guys were just… easier.

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Okay so just a simple little CS:

Name:
Age:
Appearance: (You can use words, a picture, whatever you want.)

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This is a CLOSED RP between myself and Jazzypenn