SamaraJayne96

☆Summers In Sympathy☆

interested <3

L'Mordryn Academy

Very interested~

Slice of Life/Anime Based Roleplay Discussion

@JackDLemmy True, I can see what you are getting at. Unless we make this a college/highschool based storyline.

@CelesteEste I really like that idea. Definitely a fantasy medieval as opposed to realistic.

Im going through a few ideas at the moment... But still unclear as to what I want to do :/

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

~Azura Nova Parker~

Location: Naiades Lake

@Altered Tundra@Rockette@NeoAC
@Krayzikk@Write@HereComesTheSnow
@Plank Sinatra@MissCapnCrunch@SilverPaw

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“Oh, I get it. You just had to see me that much, huh?” The rebellious individual cocked his head to the side. His face revealed a mischievous smirk as he spoke. The volume of his voice suddenly rose, tone mocking, over Azura's right shoulder.
“But hey, I understand. I know I’m a little too irresistible. Why else would everyone here gravitate to a known Nyx child hotspot?”

"It's fine," The raven-haired beauty added tentatively, her steps cautious and unsure.
"I'm Emma." Voice soft, sounding like an accompaniment to the wind. With a graceful subtlety she looked over Azuras' person and added:
"And this is my brother, Damien. You weren't disturbing us... Not really."
She turned her head and looked over toward the focus of her brothers gaze.

"Oh... I don't think we were invited." Emma murmured sounding amused. The blood from earlier was still on her lip.

“As they say, Emma: if you aren’t invited to the party, then make the party invite you,” Damien winked at his sister in response. Something about the protective tone of voice he used reminded Azura of her father. It was affectionate, a bond to be treasured.

“So, what sort of refreshments did you bring?” Damien shouted once more.
“Or do we have to beg for you to share? Also, does anyone know where that tool Relo is? He’s supposed to be hosting the party we’re all waiting for, right?”

His attention seemed to be focused elsewhere. The Daughter of Hecate was familiar with social cues and thought it best not to interrupt his conversation. Curiosity got the best of her resulting in a quick look over her shoulder. Her round, green eyes widened in shock at the size of the growing crowd. The purpose of coming to the lake was only to collect a few ingredients she had needed for a new spell she was practicing. It seems as if she had instead stumbled upon a group of students in the midst of their shenanigans.

Two girls sat in the middle of the sand next to a large blue cooler. Both had a can of beer in their possession, but only one of them was cradling the beverage as if it were a coveted relic. They spoke loudly, speaking in terms regarding cult activity and ritual sacrifice. It didn't take too long for Zu-Zu to figure out that the topic of said conversation was directed toward Emma, Damien, and herself. Azura looked back to the Nyx children, her face sympathetic. The comments were rude, and really unnecessary. It reminded her of a time in elementary school when a few former classmates would bully her about her pant-size.

Once again she noticed the blood on the corner of Emma's lip. An instinct pulled at her chest causing her to reach forward in an attempt to remove the crimson stain on Emma's mouth.

As if asking for permission, her arm stopped still outstretched. One of the girls by the cooler had thrown a beer can in their direction. The first one crashed into Azuras shoulder sending a loud smack across the lake.

"Son of a bitch!" Zu-Zu cursed, rubbing her bicep furiously. The soothing motion took away some of the sting but she could tell that a bruise would form in that exact spot by morning. She followed the direction of the cans trajectory to see another beverage being tossed their way. Only this time, it looked as if it was aimed at Emma. She didn't want the poor girl to sustain yet another injury. Without thinking, the brunette lunged forward using her body as a shield. Her reaction was much like a mother bear protecting her cub. It was done impulsively without any rationality whatsoever.

"Ooof!" Azura huffed, this time catching the can against her stomach and handing it over to Emma.
She looked down noting a small dent embedded in the aluminum siding. It was nice of the others to think of her. Especially since the girls have yet to meet and exchange names.
The only problem was that Azura didn't drink... ever. She had tried back home in Michigan of course. Old friends would sneak alcohol over in used water-bottles during sleepovers. At the time she thought it would be a great way to fit in and unwind from the constant stressors of teenage angst. However, the resulting hangovers left little to be desired.

"I'll be right back." She spoke, flashing a warm smile.

Turning her heel, she trekked across the sand towards what was now the two girls from before, a cooler, and an extremely attractive male with long hair and piercings. While she walked toward them, another student was walking towards the shoreline and had been testing out the waters temperature.

"Hey guys, my name is Azura." An awkward wave followed her greeting as she did her best to maintain eye contact with the group.
"I really appreciate the gesture but uh..." She placed the unopened can in its home and stepped back.
I don't drink... Not that I mind anyone who does, its just... not my thing." Her shoulders shrugged nervously, unsure of the unfamiliar surroundings.

Two males appeared with a few others not too far behind. One of the two seemed pretty popular, but that could have something to do with the two kegs in his grasp. He spoke loudly and began a conversation with a few members of the group. Azuras' eyes sparkled as an idea took hold in her brain. Once more she dug into her messenger bag of wonders and pulled out what looked to be a cigarette case. It had a green geometric design and was made completely out of plastic.

"However, in the spirit of giving, I would like to offer you my own party favor I brought from home." She opened the case with a wicked grin revealing 20 perfectly rolled joints.
"If anyone would like one, feel free. If not, no worries. I have plenty more where that came from." While she placed a joint of her own to her lips she noticed yet another party guest. This one brought what looked to be a six pack and placed it in the cooler.

Azura exhaled and watched the cloud of cannabis billow and drift off towards the night sky. The stars caught a few wisps of smoke, illuminating and creating a poetic feel. Her muscles relaxed as a slight buzz took hold, melting away any extra nerves she had been carrying during her trip here.

Slice of Life/Anime Based Roleplay Discussion

I wanted to get a group together and throw around a few ideas for a Slice of Life based plotline.
I prefer stories that include (but are not limited to):
-Romance
-Action
-Adventure
-In depth characters
-Intricate plotlines
-At least three paragraphs preferred
-Medival
-Fantasy
-Drama

I digress, but if anyone has any ideas they would like to throw around so we can start a thread please feel free to respond :)

The Coffee Shop of Whiteboroughs University

Interested :)

Ouran Host Club| Next Generation

@Juvvie@Zora

If you know anyone on here that would like this RP feel free to send them a message asking if theyd like to joinn

Ouran Host Club| Next Generation

Alright guys I have updated the Character Sheet outline as well as my own CS.
Feel free to message me if you have any ideas for the plotline.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

~Azura Nova Parker~

Location: Naiades Lake @Altered Tundra@Rockette

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BRRRRRONG! .... BRRRONNNGGG!... BRRROOONGGGG!
The large clock tower overlooking Olympus Academy chimed melodically. Twelve tolls rang out signaling the midnight hour. Azura crouched low on what appeared to be the floor of the Ares Colosseum. The environment surrounding her seemed to have a hazy, almost grainy texture. This anomaly in the air had been the only indication that she was currently reliving her nightmare.

What sounded like a thousand disembodied cries screaming in agony roared throughout campus. Ears ringing, Azura gritted her teeth settling into a strong defensive stance. The horrible sound deafening her ears was so loud that its vibrations seemed to shake the entire world. After regaining her composure the Daughter of Hecate looked up, her gaze meeting that of a thin, pale woman. Her raven-like hair cascaded around her like violent waves thrashing in a hurricane. Her eyes were wide, terrified, and unseeing. Fingers entangled her temples, carving thick marks into her skin. Mouth wide and tormenting: the screams were coming from her.

A male voice called out, indecernable through the chaos. The mysterious figure was as visible to Azura as a smudge on a screen. Unreadable. A fierce battle cry erupted and he charged forward. Weapon drawn and aimed for the woman beckoning the night sky forward.

All her life, Azura was taught that violence only begot violence. She saw fighting as a waste of time and attempted to eradicate it whenever she could. Why damage positive energy with senseless rapid fury? Rationalization and understanding were key factors in peace.
Her heart tugged inside her chest. A feeling all too familiar coursed throughout her being. The dread of losing a loved one.

The rest seemed to happen in slow motion:
"NO!" Azura screamed.

Tears streamed down her face as she lunged forward, her arm outstretched, desperate to stop the impending doom happening right before her eyes. Just mere moments from making contact she grunted doubling over in pain and collapsing to the ground. A warm, wet, stinging sensation sliced along her right side. A quick look showed a red stain growing in size beneath her shirt.

Darkness encroached her vision and her breathing became heavy. Her gaze locked on someone who had moved into her line of sight. What stood above her was a figure encompassed in shadow. Thorns splayed out of its skin like daggers. One of which was covered in crimson. The literal thorn in her side. Tears pooled down her cheeks and her bottom lip trembled as her attackers dark face transformed. Away went the mask thus revealing a pair of deep blue eyes wide with concern.
For a moment she fought the darkness looming in. A futile attempt causing her to pass out from exhaustion.

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Reality came crashing down instantaneously. The shock was like being drenched in ice water. Cold and unyielding. The brunette blinked a few times feeling her eyes change into a steel grey: cautious/nervous.
The two siblings drew nearer. The girl looked uneasy, as if she wanted nothing more than for Azura to turn around and walk back into the Mystic Forest. It was tempting... however, a soothingly rough voice washed over Zu-Zu causing goosebumps to dance across her arm. His tone was dangerous and inviting at the same time. Protective. Misunderstood.

“Can we help you with something? You’re giving off some serious stalker vibes just staring at me like that.”

Azura narrowed her eyes, her mouth twisting in an amused smirk.
"You just reminded me of someone..." She spoke quietly, almost to herself.

Her arms raised high, stretching in a wide arc as she felt a few satisfying cracks creating a domino effect down her spine. Sighing happily she felt her eyes change once more into a pale green similar to Peridot. (Calm, content)
It was a good thing she didn't like to judge books by her covers. Working in a bookstore her whole life gave her a unique perspective regarding putting yourself in others shoes. Even if the vision she just witnessed was foreboding in nature, it had not happened yet. There was still a possibility that it would not happen at all. She could rest easily knowing that right now, they were just students spending their free time at the lake. And what a gorgeous lake it was. Very enchanting.

The words spoken from the punk reminded her of the reason she was at the lake in the first place. Instantly she reached over and began rummaging around her belongings. After a moment she grinned triumphant revealing two glass potion bottles, small enough for travel.
"I apologize for stalking you. Just needed to gather a few ingredients and it seemed like the perfect opportunity."

Leaning forward, she kneeled on the shoreline and began filling her jars with both sand and lake water. Putting the cork stopper in place she returned her things into its compartment and stood shaking the sand off her jeans.
"You know... two birds and all that." She chuckled sarcastically.
"My name is Azura, but if you'd like you can call me whatever. I don't mind nicknames. Sorry if I interrupted anything, I can get out of your hair."

Ouran Host Club| Next Generation

@Zora
Accepted of coarse :)