Silver Carrot

Hikari Academy

@TheWindel

Ah, okay

Hikari Academy

@TheWindel

I thought we were still waiting on something

CANCELLED.

_{@Silver Carrot @Lovely Complex collab
Featuring: Charity Spencer and Trixie Kingsley
Location: Art Corridor.
Time: 12:55 pm
Mentions: Marshall Radley (@Silent Observer)}

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During lunch, Charity had been asking round, enquiring into whether anybody had seen Trixie. Most people she had asked hadn’t. From a few seniors, however, she had learned that she had left the school with Marshall, and two other girl that nobody recognised. Why, on all days, did she have to leave school today?!

Relax. Just, relax. Charity considered the turn of events. Perhaps this was God’s plan, in some way. A message of some kind. But, then what did it mean? Should Charity hold off on asking Trixie? Find and talk to Savannah first? Charity always found that rather than trying to fight fate, it was a far more Christian act to obey it, and for that, she had to forget all about God’s plan and do what comes naturally, which in her case was to phone Trixie, wherever she was. Charity had a promise to keep.

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Taking a break from spa day, Trixie and Marshall had left Sunset Castle, exiting through the back patio, and strolling to the Locke estate, only minutes away. They found themselves around 12:50 pm in Trixie’s bed, still with bathrobes on, snuggling four dogs, Auntie Julie’s three pomeranians (Tootsie, Goldie, & Sugar) and Trixie’s big boy husky, Atlas, while Moulin Rouge! was playing on the TV and there was Chinese take out on the surrounding tables. Yes, a cheat lunch. Marshall had dozed off, all three pom-poms around him. Goldie was in his embrace, as he laid on his left side, facing Trixie’s desk and window. Tootsie’s butt was against the back of his head as she curled up on the cloud that was Trixie’s pillow. While Sugar was on top of his feet, keeping them warm. Trixie, on the other hand, was sitting up on her bed, with Atlas resting on her lap. She gently stroked him in silence, his eyes were closed and his breathing was light. He too was sleeping. With her free hand, she scrolled through her phone’s gallery, looking at pictures of her ex.

Owen was truly handsome. No matter the shade his eyes were, they’d still be beautiful to her. His eyes contrasted his Incredible Hulk exterior. They were gentle and honest. The person that Owen is, was, and always will be, is what makes her want him. To feel his touch on her curves and body. His kisses claiming her all over. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes, on her as he whispers sweet nothings to her. His soul was brighter than people cared to notice. She noticed.

And yet...

Her smile turned into a frown. “I made people believe you were something that I know isn’t you… I know that boy isn’t you…. I know you…” Beatrix whispered to herself. The alcohol was getting her to feel things. Pure, unrestrained emotions, leaking out of her kind of things. Closing her eyes, she swallowed the building sadness in her and took a deep breath in. Exhaling out, she decided she didn’t want to cry. Not right now. She was tired of crying. She wanted to be happy.

Opening her eyes steadily, she noticed Atlas was staring at her, no longer asleep. Those gorgeous heterochromia eyes that stared into her soul and knew when he needed to comfort her. He brushed his nose against her stomach, causing her to give him a weak simper. Arching her body downward so that she could get closer to her husky, Trixie placed her head on her dog’s forehead, having a moment with her lifeline. Her everything once she lost Owen. Her dog.

The moment was ruined with the sudden ringing of her phone. With widened eyes, she quickly silenced it, alert and fully attentive to her surroundings now. Hoping the sound didn’t wake Marshall up, Trixie turned her head to look at her soundless friend. After giving a sigh of relief when he didn’t budge, Marshall was out cold, the latina scanned the name on her phone and raised an eyebrow at the sight.

Charity? From club?

Man, what a buzzkill. She didn’t want to talk about school. Grumbling to herself, Trixie contemplated if she should pick up or just ignore and send Charity to her voicemail. Another grumble. Deciding the former would leave a better impression and make her not seem like an insensitive twat, Trixie gently nudged Atlas off of her, got up from her sitting position, and tiptoed out of the room to briefly talk on the phone. She didn’t want to risk waking Marshall up. He deserved some sleep.

Finally, she picked up.

“Hello?” Trixie kept it simple and short, like she didn’t just spend a few seconds deciding whether or not she should pick up.

”Hello, Trixie. It’s Charity here. Listen, where are you right now? Am I calling at a bad time, or can you talk?”

Leaning against the outside of her bedroom door, Trixie raised an eyebrow. Charity’s tone made this call seem rather urgent. Hopefully it was. “Nah, you’re good, Charity, What’s up? Or would you rather talk about this in person?” Trixie considered her options. Depending on the importance of the matter, maybe it would be better to talk it over while getting mani-pedis, as well as her hair and makeup done, for tonight’s party. When was the last time little miss church girl treated herself in the form of washing her hair with divine product, cleansing her pores with blessed face wash, rather than her soul in the tears of Jesus, and taking care of her appetite of desire, instead of her need for faith?

Probably never.

This could be Trixie’s charitable work of the day — being the Fairy Godmother for Charity Spencer, for one night, showing her a world outside of the good book. Ending up answering the questions for Charity in her head, Trixie interjected before the girl could speak, “Forget what I had asked. Yes, we’ll talk about whatever in person. I’m sure what you have to tell me involves something stressful and something school related. Both things I don’t want to hear about right now!” She put a strong emphasis on ‘I don’t’ to get her point across. Today was a ‘me’ day, don’t ruin that for her, Charity. “After school, head to the Sunset Hair Salon & Spa. It also goes by the Sunset Castle on google maps. The sooner you get here, the better. Then, and only then, will we talk about whatever you want. Understood?” This was more of a decree than a request. If Charity wanted answers, she would have to go out of her way to get them. The life of journalism: you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours. It was clear that Trixie was resolute on her decision.

Before they would end their call, Trixie probably should attempt to tell Charity she was going to drag her to the party… or she could surprise her when she was here, giving her less of a choice and free will. If she prepared her on the phone, there was a chance for Charity to decline her. Hm, decisions. Decisions. To be a good person and prepare the church girl? Or to throw her to the wolves, in this case Stella and Luna, and see where that goes? She’d be lying if she didn’t think the latter felt more exciting. More fun. Worst case, she could say this would be good for Charity’s image at the school. Coming to the party with Trixie & Marshall. The hottest not-couple that Beverly Hills’ High had to offer. What a sight that would be. Extra brownie points for the preppy, pious, and pretty zealot that prolonged the life of the school newspaper, covering up the bad with the seemingly good. Hm, decisions. Decisions.

There was a pause on the other line. Charity would, of course, much rather talk about this in person, and wasn’t in any rush. The only person she was worrying about disappointing with a delayed story was Trixie herself, who could hardly complain in this case. The decision to meet up after school was a good one. But why a spa? Well, likely in preparation for the party. But why the spa during school hours? It was probably connected to why she was snappy with Charity. Something was stressing her, and she wanted to avoid school topics. She didn’t hold much hope for fulfilling her promise with Henry. Then again, she never had.

”That’s actually perfect,” was Charity’s reply. ”I’d also rather speak in person. I’ll be there straight after school. See you there!”

Charity hung up, having no idea that she had denied Trixie the chance to tell Charity about her plans for the evangelical sophomore. Lunch was over at this point, and her next class was Art. Great...She was terrible at art. She never really understood why. Even though Miriam was so good at it, Charity just had no eye for creative expression. What she did have was the ability to write a good story, and one way or another, she was writing this one.

Made in Abyss [Closed]

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Rags had been busy during the search. She had quickly ran away from the rest of the group and began sniffing the grass for the scent of her missing fellow apprentices. After losing their trail near a cliff edge, she was fairly sure they'd descended further, yet when she tried to tell the adults, she got headpats and a reassurance that the possibility was unlikely that they're descended further than the first level. And maybe they were right. There was still a significant possibility that the trail ending near a cliff was insignificant and they were still on the first level, hidden. Even so, Rags did not appreciate being patronized because of her feral habits and poor speech. As she pouted, even headpats couldn't fully soothe her.

Rags retreated to her usual sulking place, by climbing a large rock feature in the Orphanage's garden, and resting on her haunches, watching the other kids play, with a view of the forests and waterfalls on the first level of the Abyss. She had no real desire to explore. or seek riches. She enjoyed the delves to the Abyss solely because of the freedom. She was let off the leash, so to speak.

@liferusher

Hikari Academy

Duncan watched with a slightly amused air as Sonia panicked a little upon hearing that they were leaving in five minutes. Though to be fair, Duncan was also grossly underprepared. Without weapons, he wouldn't exactly be the most useful member of the group. Just then an owl brought Sonia a bag of potions. Duncan grinned outwardly, but inwardly, he was sweating. And he was also sweating outwardly a bit too. He needed a bow.

"I know we've only just met, Sonia, but can you do me a favour and tell the teachers that I'm grabbing a bow from the armory? I won't even be three minutes!"

And with that, he galloped through the empty corridors towards the armory, as fast as he could, threw open the door, grabbed a bow, quiver and about twenty arrows, put the bow and arrows into the quiver, fastened it to his body, and then cantered the return journey carefully, as by now, students who weren't on missions were beginning to go to their classes or otherwise disperse. He reached the assembled group of Tholl, Kromric, Lotte, Sonia, and Trey with one minute to spare.

"Sorry about that. Just arming up. I can't do any magic. I wasn't holding us up, was I?"

@Ryonara@floodtalon@KoL@Awesomoman64@Lonewolf685

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Eilidh looked from Gina to where the wizard had disappeared, back to Gina. "He teleported out! He escaped!" She was disappointed that she let him get away. He was clearly the ringleader, the cause of this disturbance, and a bad person. But, without his presence, the rest of them could be persuaded not to keep on attacking and stealing. But who were the people he claimed they were escaping from?

"Gina, do you know of any Varjans called Joshua or Leyanne? Our Archwizard friend mentioned them as if he was fleeing them."

She trotted over and peered into the building where Bast was. "Bast? Are you alright?" She called through the hole.

@PaulHaynek@13org

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Rebecca pursed her lips when the resistance leader spoke of his plans to tell others that this was all his doing. She understood the reasoning behind it. The rebellion must look strong on its own merits. Even so, Rebecca was a strong believer in humility, and conceit, bragging or vanity irked her regardless of context or circumstance. He redeemed himself slightly by asking for the party's names.

"My name is Rebecca St. Croix of the Church of the Benevolent Queen. I have aided your rebellion before, yet I am not a member. We are of the new Guild, in the north." she replied, before coughing and blushing at the Concubine line. She looked rather indignant after that, and made no answer. It was clear that she was no concubine, but a rather proud, chaste woman. She did, however, answer Yang.

"We have not decided on a formal name yet. Several were discussed, but we felt that straying too far from 'The Guild' might confuse those to whom rumors of the Guild have reached. Also, I must thank you for our assistance, as well as you." She bowed to Yang, and then to Shatter and Feast.

@PaulHaynek@The Irish Tree@Restalaan@Zaphander

Hikari Academy

Duncan is walking beside Sonia

EDIT: No he's not. Disregard this

Hikari Academy

I'm pretty much just waiting for Mako's team to assemble. Duncan, on the other hand, I did want to have chat with Sonia, so that's my bad.

Hikari Academy

Duncan listened to the assembly. The Vice Principle's warning was clearly aimed at Roland and possibly Circe too. Even so, they must have understood the attitude of many of the students, as she then announced that they would be going on real, live field missions. It was unlikely that the first years would be going, but even so, Duncan approached the board after the assembly and used his large, powerful horse form to bully his way to the front. He saw his name was on the board, very low down! What was more, he was on a team with Sonia and Trey! Duncan fist pumped and triumphntly shouted "Yass! Get in!" before pushing his way back out of the throng of students, and looking around for his teammates. Trey, he couldn't see any trace of, but it was hard to miss a large spider girl heading off in the direction of the library. Grinning, Duncan followed her. He hadn't got the chance to introduce himself before, but now he not only had the opportunity, but an excuse.

"Excuse me," He called after Sonia when he was close enough. "It looks like we're on the same team. My name's Duncan Chiron." He offered his hand to her as he introduced himself.

@KoL@Ryonara

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Mako grinned, watching everybody's reactions to the team announcements. It was originally going to be Roland, Duncan, Circe and Lumen in her team, but Mako insisted on two things; first that Roland and Duncan were separated. They seemed like friends, and the Centaur was a reasonable influence on young Roland, but Roland and Circe were either planning something or a really cute couple. Mako wagered on the former if not both were true. She wanted them together, without any reasonable influences. They couldn't exactly carry out a solo hunt of dangerous creatures during a routine mission under the supervision of two staff members, but she could still learn something about them. Mako's other call was to put Ceiran on her team. She indeed wanted to watch him and see how he coped with a field exercise. He got into the academy for a reason, and it likely had something to do with that Demon inside him.

She approached Yurius and grinned a very suspicious, sly grin, but said nothing. Just stood beside him and looked out over the students.

@Conscripts@Awesomoman64@Cerces22@Sync@Strange Rodent

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Kasuke Mina

This taunt just made her grin. "Any other time, that would have pissed me off, but today, you're probably right. My body still isn't good enough condition to match you at your strongest without using my quirk, but if I use my quirk, you don't stand a chance. You see, ever since the exercise, I hated how weak I felt. I hated how much I had to rely on close range combat with an enemy who was better kept at a distance. So, I've been training my quirk every day since, to the point of self-exhaustion, for hours at a time after all my lessons. My quirk, my simple little innate ability to make my body glow, might now be one of the strongest quirks in this school. Tell me, what do you get when you concentrate light energy into a single point?"

The moment Dulga answered that question, Mina pointed to her leading foot, and a laser shot from her fingertip. It wasn't strong enough to do any real damage, or make her bleed, but there was now a small dot of burnt flesh on her foot, and a smoking hole in her boot. And it hurt.

Mina had been practicing her lasers. She no longer had to spend a long time tuning and focusing the light. She could fire lasers at will almost instantly. The danger this quirk now possessed was immediately apparent, but to use such a quirk in a simple spar...how far was Mina willing to go to win?

@Norschtalen

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Maeda Hitomi

As Hitomi and Tomoe fixed themselves some coffee in the rec room, The sheep girl turned back to her friend. "Hey, if you don't wat to come, don't come. I just think it would be nice. My old friends are quite sweet. Plus, we're meeting in a cat cafe." Hitomi grinned. That ought to get her friends attention. She took a sip of the coffee and her face immediately showed that it was too hot, but she didn't want to spit out out and make a mess, so she sloshed it around her mouth until it had colled, and swallowed it, before opening her mouth and holding her burnt tounge.

"Hot! The coffee's hot!"

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Hitomi arrived at Stray Cats early. The only other student there was Asahi, and she saw him playing with the cats. He'd struck her as a bit of a distant, cold kind of person, but this display of softness was much welcomed. She found she liked him a bit better than before. As she approached him, the cats caught sight of her wooly hare and climbed up her legs, adorned with thin stockings, and then nothing, and then her skirt, which was actually thick enough to stop a cat's claw's from hrting but too high up to make much of a difference. She was already in pain by then. Several cats reached her shoulders and started to toy with her hair, batting it, chewing it, and getting tangled up in it. Hitomi bteated in distress and tried to get them all off her. With the assistance of two staff members, she finally managed, and approached Asahi teary-eyed and haunted.

"They look adorable but these cats are demons!"

@liferusher@Lucius Cypher