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2 yrs ago
It's my birthday so I'm making it everyone's problem.
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2 yrs ago
I figure my presence on this site is more of a curse than a blessing.
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2 yrs ago
Be the superhero roleplay that you want to see in the world.
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3 yrs ago
Don't mind me, just making another reappearance.
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3 yrs ago
By no popular demand, I'm back.
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Years after writing my original post and funnily enough, I'm still Prose!

I'm twenty something, I like superheroes, magic and well... anything that happens to catch my eye. Sometimes I take random breaks from this site and reappear when you least expect me. Sorry about that. It's the mental health. I thrive in high casual settings and I like to write the same characters over and over so expect to see them regurgitated across different threads.

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@KazAlkemi I'll have Valentino's response up after Ever posts again. He already comes off as a pompous jerk. I can just see these two becoming besties.
@AbandonedIntel In Isaiah's defense, he's like the nerdiest Chaotic Neutral who ever existed.





Strange. It was all so strange.

Everything was strange here, it made his skin crawl in a way that was most unpleasant. He handed in his registration packet to the lady at the desk, watching suspiciously as a girl strolled off with a very oversized dog at her side. It was just so odd. The way that everyone was so mixed together, he hadn't even met a werewolf before but now there was one right before him. She moved with purpose, speaking softly to her canine. He assumed it must be talking back to her, or else she had some screws loose.

Either way, it was odd. He followed her into the auditorium, listening as the pair began to speak. A handsome older man with ice blue eyes stood alongside a woman with dark hair, they both introduced the teachers that he would soon have to deal with. The woman seemed angry, as if today wasn't quite going her way but maybe that was just her natural demeanor. The man seemed more easy-going but he spoke with authority. He didn't seem like someone he would want to challenge.

He listened carefully, mostly interested in the prospect of classes that weren't like his usual classes. School got boring. He quickly got tired of it, he was smart but so easily bored. He was thankful for the prospect of classes to help him with his vampirism, it had been such an overwhelming change. The fact that he was going to finally be showed the ropes by someone with experience was comforting.

By the time they closed their small speech up, he was at a loss for what to do or where to go. He didn't like that he didn't know anyone here, the idea of being surrounded in so many strangers was so sgradevole. He wondered who his new roommate was and if they would be completely insufferable, the idea of rooming with someone that he couldn't stand was a frightening prospect. He had very little patience with people as it was.

The room started to clear out quickly as students headed to their new dorms. He trailed after the crowd, using them for guidance to find his way through. He'd scrawled the number of his dorm onto the back of his hand, the numbers stood bold and dark on his pale skin. He only spared it one glance when he found the door, just to be sure. He opened it carefully and stepped inside, taking in the sight of the new room and setting down his bag.

It was nice, comfortable, and peaceful. He wondered if that would change when his roommate showed up.
@EurmalEye Leval's lesser known ability: SALTING WHEN LEAST EXPECTED.
@Ever I'll have my first post up in a bit.
@EchoicChamber I definitely will, I'm going to start penciling down some stuff that he doesn't know. Thank you for the idea!
@Prosaic Have you tried making a word document dictionary of some kind?


That's a good idea! I might do that because I already slipped up once and it would be good to have his wording correct. He knows a variety of words but there's just some that completely slipped past him and "amazing" is one of them.
Keeping up with the words Isaiah knows and doesn't know is a full time job.




Celestia had a kind of elegance about her, it reminded him of the Seelie Fae. The Seelie court was elegant, they were like light rippling across the surface of water. Inconsistent, glistening, and bright. They were far more interested in the human world than his Unseelie brethren, they meddled, they placed changelings. They did annoying pranks but mostly seemed to respect the humans, as if their iron wrapped society fascinated them. They didn't thrive on suffering, their glamour wasn't powered by an influx of negative emotions.

They were the polar opposites to the Unseelie and even stranger to the solitary Fae. It was strange to think about but he couldn't help but acknowledge that the Seelie Fae would really like Celestia. She would fit right into their bright court, with her courteous nature and influx of power, she'd be downright respected. He imagined that if the Seelie ever met one of her kind that liked the idea of being a steed, they would jump on it in a heartbeat. If one could pardon a pun.

"Your powers sound truly a- good," he said, meaning it to some degree. "I believe that you'd be quite popular in the Seelie courts, they would highly respect you."

He thought of saying more but was quickly distracted by a woman who had broken into song. He blinked in confusion, staring as she began to dance about. He wondered briefly if she was drunk before Dawn spoke up, her voice was full up discomfort. He glanced to her, not quite believing for a second that that the young lady was possessed. He found it more likely that she was just crazy or very drunk.

He'd seen humans act similarly when they got a little too tipsy off faery wine. They would sway and sing and spin. He had even seen humans eat stones when drinking faery wine, though perhaps that had been because they'd been glamoured to resemble food. Nonetheless, this display seemed to scream drunk at him. He didn't have much experience with spirits, the closest he'd ever gotten had been the wisps. "Are you sure she's not-"

He watched as these things that highly resembled sprites began to conspire with a man who looked human enough. Mouth twisting to the side into an odd frown, he stared outright as the man overturned salt onto the woman's head. He blinked a few times, glancing from the salt covered woman to Dawn and then back again. He seemed, well, he seemed baffled. "Oh."

Lacking words, the water horse stared. "Does he do that to everyone?"


@KazAlkemi It'll be cool to see how Daniil and Valentino interact as roomies.
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