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Oh, yeah! What details are mandatory? ;-;
Yup! I don't even use fb anymore. Too much drama.
"Yeah, Wolfie, are you an idiot or something?" West accused, eliciting laughter from a few other students. The orange haired male furrowed his brows and crossed his arms, eyes staring into the floor. He hated this class already. The teacher thought it was dandy to give them all headaches, and to top it all off, the students wouldn't listen to him, either. He felt like the others would say something further, or West would further insult his name, but Chime had already begun speaking.
Klaus wondered why Sterling was contracted to Chime. They didn't seem to have an awful lot in common so what bonded them? While he appeared no older than Sterling, he was almost fifty years old. He was an organic-born vampire, which meant the talk of being human made him barf. Sure, he was surrounded by a bunch of potential meals, but he hadn't killed anyone. Not while feeding, anyways.
The von Holsteins were an old vampire clan. Luckily, it seemed his classmates knew little about the ancient blood ties they shared. Of course, even he did not memorize every single human city in the world, so who could be blamed. Eyes focusing on the familiar, he couldn't help a fanged grin. It was so... odd! Then again, a normal familiar would have been boring.
Snickering slightly at his brother, Sterling complied and jumped down on the sofa, causing the cushion to bounce a bit before he grinned back at Dante. He didn't notice any fangs, just how familiar the impish grin was. Ah, they would cause so much trouble when they were younger. If only he wasn't a teacher and obligated to not only following the rules, but to enforce them. While he would never say so, if Dante wanted to cause issues within the school, it would be him he would answer to. Maybe he's mature now. He thought hopefully, not realizing how absurd the idea was.
"I missed you, too. I only wish Mom and Dad let you come here sooner! We could have been roomies!" He exclaimed happily. "It's really nice here, so don't worry about anything, okay? There actually isn't too many students compared to other magic schools, and the missions are really fun. But I can't take you every time or the other little children will think you're my favorite and eat you alive," He said, still in that sunny tone.
Klaus wondered why Sterling was contracted to Chime. They didn't seem to have an awful lot in common so what bonded them? While he appeared no older than Sterling, he was almost fifty years old. He was an organic-born vampire, which meant the talk of being human made him barf. Sure, he was surrounded by a bunch of potential meals, but he hadn't killed anyone. Not while feeding, anyways.
The von Holsteins were an old vampire clan. Luckily, it seemed his classmates knew little about the ancient blood ties they shared. Of course, even he did not memorize every single human city in the world, so who could be blamed. Eyes focusing on the familiar, he couldn't help a fanged grin. It was so... odd! Then again, a normal familiar would have been boring.
Snickering slightly at his brother, Sterling complied and jumped down on the sofa, causing the cushion to bounce a bit before he grinned back at Dante. He didn't notice any fangs, just how familiar the impish grin was. Ah, they would cause so much trouble when they were younger. If only he wasn't a teacher and obligated to not only following the rules, but to enforce them. While he would never say so, if Dante wanted to cause issues within the school, it would be him he would answer to. Maybe he's mature now. He thought hopefully, not realizing how absurd the idea was.
"I missed you, too. I only wish Mom and Dad let you come here sooner! We could have been roomies!" He exclaimed happily. "It's really nice here, so don't worry about anything, okay? There actually isn't too many students compared to other magic schools, and the missions are really fun. But I can't take you every time or the other little children will think you're my favorite and eat you alive," He said, still in that sunny tone.
Haha, we were just toasting them to see chemical changes, I think. And no, because we were supposed to use a calculator. Haha.
It was a science project, and there were assorted donuts. On the bright side, I got to eat three donuts because my phone touched three, and that is two more than everyone else, so haha.
I recall I was refreshing my subs during class and I read your post where I found out Sleipnir was the real Sleipnir and I dropped my phone into a donut box. X)
Uh same, haha. Just recently I was at the cinema with by buds but I culdhardly concentrate because I was thinking about role plays, he he.
Heheh, I did it once b/c I thought one of my partners was neglecting our RP, only to find out all their other rps were free... haha...
Well, they're my fastest and most exciting? :3
Well, they're my fastest and most exciting? :3
As Regnum dashed down the stairs, Noire began to glare at Beelzebub. Of course, they were allies, and Charon couldn't be killed by the wrathful hydra, but it wasn't unlikely Beelzebub would do such a thing. In his bloodlust, he had wounded some of them before. Who was she to say he couldn't have gotten carried away and gave Charon a few too many cuts and bruises? Of course, it was a bit unlikely, as there were dragons he could sink his claws and teeth into, but he might have a bone to pick with Charon.
Shooting a quizzical look to Sleipnir , Forte shrugged. "He's alright, I'm just making sure he doesn't put any of us in danger." He then chucked his blade at the quickly recovering Halley, the hilt and handle hitting him square on the side of the head, and he too was out like a light. "'Till we know what these two are capable of, it's not safe to have them walking around and being a pest to the rest of us."
December giggled, though she too was being wary of Beelzebub. "Hey, that rhymed!" She exclaimed cheerfully, causing some to shake their heads in disappointment. Hydras were the cruelest, most cold hearted beasts to ever walk the earth... besides humans, that is. As Terra eyeballed the giggling girl, she wondered if she fit the description. She had heard tales of a white haired hydra eradicating the red dragons, but she was certain that was the other female.
Skylark huddled against his brother. This was the man who hurt Father so badly. He shook in anger, but knew he was powerless against him. Noire hissed angrily, "ARE YOU SURE IT WAS THIS FU- FUDGER?!" She screamed, catching herself but only barely, her hair starting to rise as if gravity around her was losing it's pull. Chsron nodded. "I didn't see anything, because he had me pinned to the ground, but I heard his voice..." He growled, pain in the lustful hydra's eyes even as his skin quickly pulled back together.
Terra tapped a foot on the ground and hobbled near Regnum, stopping several meters away so his heat wouldn't bother her. "Are you okay? Reg, I... I saw the painting they have on the wall somewhere. Edge's dressed in fire dragon robes. Did you... have it made for him..? Or..." Swallowing, she whispered, "I heard him screaming in the labyrinth. What... what did you do to him? All I know is you two were involved, but... how?" It was a dark story of broken dreams and impossible aspirations.
"You love feeling wings tear apart in your hands, the insides of eggs in your jaw! You did this out of spite!" Noire hissed, scales becoming larger as she was about to change form, until Forte touched her shoulder. "Stop! The humans, right? It's only a matter of time until the wind dragon comes and our fate is sealed. Don't do this, Noire, it'll only leave you can Beelzebub weak."
"But Beelzebub was part of December's vision, so if I rip him apart now, we can change the future." A heavy silence hung over the room, until Sila interrupted, desperately, "Do it." And Noire flung herself like a bullet, only to hit... a cloud? The fluffy shield blocked her path, and she clawed at it until it had disappeared. December panted from fabricating such a thick cloud. She didn't want the future to be like this. Sighing Noire sat back down. "Go to hell, Beelzebub."
Shooting a quizzical look to Sleipnir , Forte shrugged. "He's alright, I'm just making sure he doesn't put any of us in danger." He then chucked his blade at the quickly recovering Halley, the hilt and handle hitting him square on the side of the head, and he too was out like a light. "'Till we know what these two are capable of, it's not safe to have them walking around and being a pest to the rest of us."
December giggled, though she too was being wary of Beelzebub. "Hey, that rhymed!" She exclaimed cheerfully, causing some to shake their heads in disappointment. Hydras were the cruelest, most cold hearted beasts to ever walk the earth... besides humans, that is. As Terra eyeballed the giggling girl, she wondered if she fit the description. She had heard tales of a white haired hydra eradicating the red dragons, but she was certain that was the other female.
Skylark huddled against his brother. This was the man who hurt Father so badly. He shook in anger, but knew he was powerless against him. Noire hissed angrily, "ARE YOU SURE IT WAS THIS FU- FUDGER?!" She screamed, catching herself but only barely, her hair starting to rise as if gravity around her was losing it's pull. Chsron nodded. "I didn't see anything, because he had me pinned to the ground, but I heard his voice..." He growled, pain in the lustful hydra's eyes even as his skin quickly pulled back together.
Terra tapped a foot on the ground and hobbled near Regnum, stopping several meters away so his heat wouldn't bother her. "Are you okay? Reg, I... I saw the painting they have on the wall somewhere. Edge's dressed in fire dragon robes. Did you... have it made for him..? Or..." Swallowing, she whispered, "I heard him screaming in the labyrinth. What... what did you do to him? All I know is you two were involved, but... how?" It was a dark story of broken dreams and impossible aspirations.
"You love feeling wings tear apart in your hands, the insides of eggs in your jaw! You did this out of spite!" Noire hissed, scales becoming larger as she was about to change form, until Forte touched her shoulder. "Stop! The humans, right? It's only a matter of time until the wind dragon comes and our fate is sealed. Don't do this, Noire, it'll only leave you can Beelzebub weak."
"But Beelzebub was part of December's vision, so if I rip him apart now, we can change the future." A heavy silence hung over the room, until Sila interrupted, desperately, "Do it." And Noire flung herself like a bullet, only to hit... a cloud? The fluffy shield blocked her path, and she clawed at it until it had disappeared. December panted from fabricating such a thick cloud. She didn't want the future to be like this. Sighing Noire sat back down. "Go to hell, Beelzebub."
Yeah, and sometimes I get a weird PM from my partners telling me they like my work on another RP I'm in, which really makes my day, hurhur.
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