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    1. Silen Syanka 10 yrs ago

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Always looking for a good rp to join, so just pm me!

I like-
Supernatural Rp's
Dragon Rp's
Fantasy
Romance
Animal

And if you ever think a dinosaur rp would be a good idea, let me know!

(Warning: I'm from the warriors website. So I'm still knew to certain terms, and the way things are done around here. Also, I'm a bit slow. So forgive me if I have to ask questions)

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@Legion02
Thalassa felt as though her skin was crawling with sea crawlers. Her gaze was locked with Arios, and despite wishing to look away. She could not. It was as if his stare was a prison. Once you looked, your gaze could not be removed until he deemed it time. And he would not let her eyes go until she had accepted his request. "Alright" she said softly "I will come along" she felt as though each word was as stiff as rock. As she wondered why her father would want her to patrol. Maybe so she could go use to more of their kingdom, a kingdom that one day she would rule. Her mind worked like her striped tail. Rolling over thoughts at the same pace that her fine pushed to keep her a float. She wondered if maybe she would see humans. And if she did, how would her body respond. She knew the most likely response would be to freeze for a moment, before quickly descending back into the comforting waves where she would be unseen. She feared the slim chance that curiosity would overwhelm her. Causing her to stride closer and closer to the waves. Until she could touch the stern of the ship. She had always had the desire to touch a ship, still drifting above the ocean's exotic world. To jump along side it, with the dolphins that would dance and play in and out of the water. If only there was a way to do this without being seen by men. Thalassa wished every now and again that that she wasn't so fearful. That she could have the courage to explore the things that struck her Interest. But she knew no matter what she did, she wouldn't and couldn't change. She was naive and fearful. That's what made it worse for her. Knowing she would be a queen one day. But what good would a queen be if she couldn't even stand in the crowd of people.
@ArenaSnowhey, I wanna have your Naga fall in love with my Humacampus!
Krill


@Miss Mermaid
Krill reached out his webbed hand, an invitation towards the shy mermaid. His skin a pale Olive against the clear sparkling water that surrounded them. "I'm Krill" He introduced, his arm extended to her as a warm welcome. The water swayed against his fins on the back of his arms, and the back of his tail. The fins were relatively short, only a foot long. Displaying that he was still in his younger years. Naga's aged A bit differently than other sea creatures, and lived a lot longer, if they died by natural causes. Although normally, Naga's fell into a life of crime, which shortened their lives by nearly an entire century. For Krill, the life of crime was unappealing. He would rather live his life tricking others with ridiculous pranks that he cooked up with his brother. Krill and His brother had been abandoned as young hatchlings. But that was the case with most other Naga's. Krill would like to believe that his father and mother had been good people. So Krill could easily conclude that his bloodline was that of honorable blood. That they had left the twins for a reason. But in reality, the brothers knew that their father had probably been some sort of rogue. It was very unlikely that he had done anything great. Making him believe that honor or ones true nature wasn't decided by a bloodline or family. But instead on how the individual acted in different scenarios and challenges.
Krill


@Miss Mermaid
Krill's eyes caught the flash of a brightly colored tail, just a few yards to his right. He glanced up through the tropical waters, tearing his eyes from the sand. To stare at the mermaid that had arrived in the long meadow of grass. Curiosity struck him. He wanted to go and talk to this mermaid. Normally a mermaid would ignore A Naga such as himself. However, he wasn't sure if she was even aware of his presence in the field. Deciding to not jump straight into her face, knowing it might end with him getting punched in the face. He slithered through the tall locks if green grass. Krill's white hair seemed to dance in the waves with the seaweed, flowing with the current. But not being so long that it could actually be seaweed. "Hey!" he called to her, waving with his webbed fingers to her. His smile was goofy and playful, his eyes gleamed with excitement and a childish quality. While a normal Naga's voice would send chills through anyone, his voice was rather.... Animated, and silly. Enough to make anyone laugh instead of chills.
@CallaLilyits fine! Thanks for telling us
Krill


@Miss Mermaid
Krill slowly weaved through the tall stalks of sea grass. His long green tail slithering over the sand, moving him along in a set of fluid. His white hair swayed like the Seagrass meadows around him. Dancing in the gentle waves that washed through the ocean. Krill was in the search for the tools he could us to pull some tricks with his older brother. Older by two minutes. Krill had to always be sure that was made clear. Even though his personality was mostly laid back, he didn't appreciate when his brother used the two minute head start advantage against him. Shifting through the tall blades of grass. He searched for any sort of material that would do well. A bag hung on his shoulder, laying lazily against his hip in the water. Gently floating about waves passed by. The Naga's eyes were sharply focused on the sand that he crossed over. Reaching down with his webbed fingers to inspect shells and rocks. Grabbing onto any odd thing he could find. He didn't go collecting very often. But with his brother occupied in some unknown activity. Krill was bored. And trouble making alone, was. Not entertaining.
@Legion02omg yes X3

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Thalassa


@Legion02
Thalassa watched him with pink eyes wide with horror. She had never seen true war. Only had she read about it in old history books, and been cursed with Nightmares of what might have actually happened that horrible age. Arios had the direct Appearance of a shark. Even if he hid it well, he couldn't completely disguise all of it. The smile of a mask that painted his face for most of his waking hours, with it's cheerful appearance and brilliant gleam. Even that had a sharkish sharpness beneath the smile, beneath the deceiving kindness. Thalassa felt as though she was a cornered little fish, with no where to go, but into the great jaws of the sea beast. The way that he had a obsessive tone as he spoke about the darkness awakening, it chilled her to the bone. His eyes dark and filled with the bloodlust of war. Wishing to change the topic from things that seemed to trigger his interest, she opened her mouth and asked, "What is planned for this week?"
Thalassa

@Legion02
Thalassa shivered inward when his stone cold eyes pierced through her. Making her rethink her entire life in the blink of an eye. Even if she had done nothing wrong. The circling was quite unnerving, reminding her of sharks, trapping their
Pray to consume. Although she had only heard of such things in books. No sharks large enough to be any sort of threat lived in the reef. The sudden lightness that filled his voice was a great relief. Allowing her nerves to settle a bit. "I thought you'd know me better, the attention of others is unnerving to me" she told him, vastly aware that her father wises for her to be married to continue the bloodline. But despite it being her duty as a princesses to deliver healthy children, and keep the bloodline strong. She had no wish to have a courtship with any male, let alone give birth to a child. The reason behind this thinking, was that the moment she agreed to marry, until the last child she had, she would be the center of attention! She did not want the burning spotlight. She only wished to live a humble life, but if she got married, the extravagant parties would begin, followed by the grand balls, than baby showers. All in which, would include her being the hostess, the main attraction. The mere thought of all the attention marriage would bring, made her insides turn and knot into a tangled nervous mess of anxiety. but after a moment of silence between the two. Her mind cleared to another subject. "Arios? What was that feeling in the water just moments ago?" She asked. Thalassa was far to naive to know what the feeling had been. She only knew legends of the kraken and the beasts hid in the trench. She was entirely unaware that these legends were based on true stories, passed on by the few survivors that had seen the beasts. All that Thalassa knew for sure, was that the feeling that had overwhelmed the crystal waters. Was not a good one.
Thalassa


@Legion02
The voice that rang into Thalassa's ear sent a shiver down her spine. Her mind flashing to the thought of bones and rotting flesh. A heavy gulp rang down her throat, and for a moment she was horrified to turn and face the man behind her. Slowly but surely, she turned to face him. And let out a small breath of relief. "Arios, it's you... You startled me" she sighed softly, bubbles popping from her mouth as she spoke. Drifting to the surface of the ocean. Disappearing through the clear water overhead. Thalassa had to be honest with herself. There had always been something about Arios that wasn't right. She couldn't put her finger on it. Her father trusted him greatly, having made him his right hand man. So naturally she should trust him. She trusted her father. And knew he would never allow someone to have power if they would only abuse it. However, she did not trust him. She told herself she should, her father had good judgement. But his crooked smile, his hungry eyes, were unsettling. It seemed to her, as if she was the only one who noticed these things about him. Everyone else greatly respected him. So she did as well. But respect and trust were to entirely different things. "What are you doing out here?" She asked quietly, her voice as gentle as always. Melodic like the swirling song of a flute. The waves weaved through her blue and yellow hair. Slowly moving each lock like a separate creature. The heavy, and eerie feeling that had once been so present in the water. Was now fading to nothing.
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