ReaptheMusic

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Her tennis shoe slapped into a puddle, scattering water everywhere. She'd spent a little longer inside DGO than she'd meant to and now she was behind in enjoying herself at the festival. Tch. Not to mention the subway had seemed incredibly slow today. Dammit, Dammit... Whatever. She'd been working on her skills with her brother all weekend to the point her parents had started worrying about her not eating. She still hadn't eaten, planning to stuff her face with the goods of the festival and her stomach was getting angry at her for it. Fuck, Erika couldn't think about her stomach right now. Her heart and mind had been focused, dead set on her fight with Micheal.

Her boyfriend, basically.

She couldn't help the smirk from spreading across her face as she paused at the entrance to the gates of the school and stared in. Today was the day. For sure, her declaration of war on the Red King for her title of being his... it would come to a head today.

Her back straightened and she lifted up her chin. Today she'd tied her long dark hair back in a ponytail which was held together with a "festive" red scrunchie and opted for the contacts she'd bought over the weekend when she'd make a shopping run over glasses. Despite the fact she still wore her school uniform she'd gussied herself up with shimmery lipstick, eyeliner and a cute sporty new jacket with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows over the typical dress code. She smirked, her eyes narrowing.

"You better be ready, Red King," She smirked to herself and head into the school.

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No luck. Dammit, Dammit. She had come in during one of the performances and everything was dark. Where were the booths supposed to be set up? It was sort of dark inside. Not to mention... the music really wasn't her taste. Whatever... she'd find him after the performances. Wandering around like this, Bel might find her and right now she wasn't in the mood. She tucked herself back into a corner, having been swarmed by people in flocks to try to catch her attention, but all she wanted right then was to see Micheal and get to work.

And then the lights went out.

The announcement was made.

Erika was on her feet, a dark shadow over her eyes. The Ivory masks had always been blue-bloods in how they behaved, at least that was how Erika had always felt about them. Now they were just being plain selfish and stealing everyone's fun. . . Whatever. It seems sitting around is no longer an option... She needed to find Micheal now more than ever. The booths, he had to be there now that she thought about it. Thus she dashed into the area he might be, looking around for him with a scowl on her face. Internally, she considered that the J... that he, might call upon her. Right now... All she wanted was to find Micheal. If the white guild were going to be ambushing bastards, then she could at least be of help to him...

Right... he hadn't seen her in Deep ground yet... She pushed the thought out of her mind, arriving in the area of the booths. She cupped her hands around her mouth.

"Micheal!!" She shouted for him, hoping to find him this way.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

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I don't think so. Things are kinda on very slow pace right now since only a few people have been posting these last few days. As far as I'm aware the love doves should be the same way you and @TheWindel left them the last time you posted, but it's better to check with him.

@KoL

Thanks

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Have I missed anything?

Mirage Ablaze

oooor shall i start?

Mirage Ablaze

Oh heck i'll be super busy all day. Whenever you can, there's no rush or anything, I'd like it if you start. After all, she's looking for help right?

Mirage Ablaze

Oh, I think I know. What about 'Mirage Ablaze'? Too corny? Also would you like to start or shall I?

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

I will post again soon, as well.

Mirage Ablaze

Name:
Hideaki Tatsuji

Age:
31

Race:
Demon Oni

Gender:
Male

Appearance:


Weapon(s):
Daisho
(A matched set of katanas and a wakizashi)

Class:
Swordsman

Bio:
Born a human, Tatsuji wished to be a swordsman his entire life. Given that he was born into a relatively noble household, it wasn't difficult for Tatsuji to be taught by the dojo nearby his village in the western province in the ridges of Koto. Coming of age in a generally carefree childhood, he became a proud soldier of the Susano clan and assisted in raids, battles, and anything else the Emperors prefect demanded of them. From there, his skills grew. Life was fairly simple; making money to take home to his family and ensuring his own welfare while celebrating and living life while he could.
In his early twenties on an assisted delivery mission up the mountainous ridges of the northern province, his assigned merchant wished to stop and rest in a cave not far off the snowy paths. To which, Tatsuji begrudgingly agreed to. His merchant was a fairly young, pregnant woman and he was very tired, so once they were settled they both began to rest on that fateful snowy night.

He awoke to the sounds of screams, deep within the cave. As he rushed in, his Wakizashi drawn, he came upon a scene of horror. The merchant was tied upside down over a roaring fireplace and her pregnant belly slit open with no sign of her unborn child within. Terrified, he looked all around himself to find no one... until a shrivelled, screaming hag came barreling out of the darkness and pressing a stiff, clay oni mask to his face. All he could remember was the searing pain and the heat as it felt his body was torn... and then he awoke to his new form. A fire demon, his long black hair had turned into lockes of flame and his body twice its original size. The Onibaba-the hag-had turned him into one and explained that she desired for a husband to warm her lonely nights on the mountain and to fetch her more pregnant women for her to consume what grew in their bellies. Refusing his new existence to the best of his ability, he killed the onibaba. Despite removing his accursed mask, his transformation remained.

With news of his new form, the leader of his clan became uncertain of Tatsuji's direct affiliation. Thus, with begrudging consent, Tatsuji became reliant on secret missions away from the eye of the people of the western province and his family. No longer could he be around his friends, family and associates, he became confined to a life of a bitter mercenary when not receiving messages via a page from his clan for missions; mostly ones in which he needs to be sent to take out small villages with his new fire abilities. You would think they would be rid of him by now, since he's so much trouble to deal with. Yet he remains in the clan albeit physically far away from his leaders, considered by them to be a major trump card. He continues to send his family money every time he has the chance and dreams of one day regaining his humanity so that he may marry a wife and eventually have children. He fears his condition will always render him lonely.

Special Ability:
Able to set his blades aflame at will during battle. Eventually, this could build into a small eruption in which he can set a single opponent aflame at will; this takes a great deal of passion built up to draw power upon, however.

Misc:
-No one has ever seen him without his mask on
-Has a rather diverse sense of humor

Mirage Ablaze

Name can be changed!

When Royalty Collides ~Closed~

@alexfangtalon

>Facepalms

Of course.

Let me re-read just to fact check and I'll type one up.

@HaleyTheRandom

Bless<3