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3 days ago
Current Hey lovelies! Just wanted to let my writing partners know that my online course has started today so replies will (hopefully) become slower as I work on getting through that!
19 days ago
Nah not my first born, just gotta give offerings each week. They get more out of it that way.
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19 days ago
MY IDIOT CAT HAS RETURNED HOME! SHE JUST FUCKING CAME HOME AFTER FOUR WEEKS. THE FAE DID THEIR END OF THE BARGAIN. Now to set up my end oops.
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21 days ago
Second to last day of course, this feels weird; hopefully I stay in contact with the new friends I've made in 4 weeks.
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28 days ago
Things are still iffy but now I have a new chicken who arrived (Much like Holly did originally), she looks like a reincarnation of Holly, Her name is Boogaloo! (Holly 2; Electric Boogaloo)
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Hiya! I'm Sporko!
I'm a Gender-Fluid Novelist and Roleplayer from New Zealand! (They/Him Pronouns please)
I roleplay many different genres and Fandoms; I'm very ready to start new friendships and new roleplays here!
I prefer to roleplay in the mature sections of places because I have a tendency to get pretty wordy when it comes to violence and language.
I do not write smut due to trauma, I will do gentle foreplay up until fade black.
If you wanna try and start up a roleplay with me, just flick me a message!

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I think its my first race solely known for their ability to be warriors and nothing else ahah.
Sporko's Character

Name: Drake Blade.
Gender: Male.
Species: Werebeast- WereDragon.
Age: Physically 25.
Human Appearance:
Height: 6'04".
Hair: Short Scruffy Dark brown-Near black hair, sit's just below his ears with minimal fringe.
Face: Deep Golden Eyes, Midway between White and Tanned skin. He has a scar over his left cheek.
Attire: Drake tends to wear a tank top and any sort of pants he can, sometimes he wears a hoodie.
Personality: Drake is often seen as a hardass, pretty stubborn and quiet. Deep down he is really caring, and has a Dragons Pride.

Beastial Form:
Beastial Type: Dragon.
Appearance:
Drakes Beastial form is a large Dark blue Dragon, midway between Humanoid and Beastial. He stands at around Seven feet in this form, but mainly stays on all fours. He's got large wings that fold up on his back and small spines that etch down his back and some feather-like spines on the tip of his tail.
The wind whisked through the trees, the branches twisting and moving with the gusts.
The sun was setting over the small pocket of Frail Forest; despite the name, the forest was ancient and strong.
At the back of the forest was a large cliff, juttering up into the sky. The Cliff looked over a small patch of meadow in the forest, with a large fallen tree laying across a small nook in the cliff face.

A figure dozed in the large fallen tree, his mid-tanned skin glistening in the specks of setting sun. The figures eyes started to open, his body stirring as he moved to sit up properly.
He gave a large yawn, showing sharp teeth; reminiscent to his beastial side. His Deep Golden Eyes scanned his meadow quietly, moving to pull himself out of a hole in the log.

He vaguely remembered what time it was, and moving to stretch with another yawn.
The Council said that someone was heading into his territory due to some stupid mission. Which meant that any Vampires that entered his territory he couldn't flat out kill or attack, he had to ask them a stupid... Riddle of some sorts.
Ray glanced up as she was eating; Benjamin was talking to her. She had zoned out before his voice called her back to reality.
"Huh?" She asked, Dia moved to whisper his question into her ear before she nodded, "Oh yeah! The Soups... Okay. I wonder what's for main though. Maybe something actually edible and that looks like food."

Ari had looked towards Marc with a sneer, almost growling before Dia moved to touch her arm, relaxing the other spirit before they both seemed to settle down.
Ray's mind drifted again, before she had finished her soup. She placed her cutlery down before she looked around again.

Sara stayed out of the way of everyone else on staff. Her eyes on the floor as she tried to hold back the feeling bubbling inside her. The other spirit had gone back inside her for a moment, moving around; making her feel queazy and horrible.
After a moment the small Wyvern flew back off again, darting into Harriet's room.
Gaia watched Ethan, following him slowly before she twitched her wings. Then the attic was mentioned, she moved to grab Ethan around the chest and lifted him up.
She fanned her wings out quietly before she took off quickly.

A couple of agents outside yelled at Gaia to get on the ground before she landed on the roof, letting Ethan down softly.
"Sorry." She said, blinking as she swayed her tail. She looked around, "I saw a hatch to the attic up here. Better than running though a building, yes?" She tilted her head, ready for Ethan to growl at her for flying him without consent.


Duncan nodded at Benjamin's words, "The Police Force has some... Interesting perks." He said as he glanced to Harriet, who had finished her food but went to drink her drink.
"Like... What?" Steph added as she slowly finished eating, Duncan looked to the Succubus with a small smile.
"Well, when your partner used to be the leader of the City Mob; having the ability to pull her out of jail when the others arrested her for anything she didn't do."
"They really liked the blame me for everything." Harriet said with a frown, furrowing her eyes, "Half of those guys they arrested weren't even from here!"

There was silence between the Cyborg and the Alien before they both laughed, they shook their heads before they looked back to Benjamin and Steph, Duncan spoke first.
"I guess we all have relative background in this type of work at least." He started, he had heard Ben's story so he looked at Steph, ready to hear hers.

"I...I wouldn't say I have... background, in this work." Steph said with a weak stutter, all eyes on her made her uncomfortable, and her stomach seemed to twist and something seemed to stir.
A sudden hunger suddenly started to blossom, not her usual hunger, something... worse. Something she didn't want to feel.
Oh no not manipulation! uwu

That sounds like an good idea!
Also, I should probably warn... Memopath's powers unleash when there's an overflow of emotion...
So.. say, sudden anger that a friend is harmed or something of the sort would be very bad.
But of course Mr. Johnson wouldn't know that owo, nor would he really find out until it happened.
Star-Born

Star-Born's are a long lost race, said to be long since dead; as they perished when their Planet was destroyed by their sun-like Star.
The Star-Born, for an easy way to explain it, are visibly like Space Tieflings. They have a skin range that ranges almost every colour; apart from white or black. Their eyes range through all colours as well; from Ruby Red to Emerald Green to the even rarer Sterling Silver, Rose Gold, Copper or solid Gold.

They have demon-like horns that come from their temples, often curving up but the patterns are different from each individual.
They have large, thick dragon-like tails that are fully flexible, which cause them to be difficult to attack from behind; as well as the tail they have dragon-like wings, often hidden from plain view before they are needed. They're not used often for flying, as they're not large enough to lift their body.

Star-Born also have runes over their skin naturally; often hidden from view as they're the same colour as their skin; Until they either Charge energy from the Sun or use their magic.
The Star-Born draw power from the Stars, it is unsure how they do it, but they do. Each has a different way of manipulating the energy the Stars give off, some can heal themselves, others can damage others or charge electronics- but it's all up to the individual.

Many don't remember the Star-Born, as they died out rather early on in the Universal Guards history. The Council used the entire race as their personal warriors; as they were known for being rather stoic and well trained in combat.
But that was mainly a front, as Star-Borns are caring in nature and Curious in nature.
Nessa looked back at the Shade Skipper for a moment, when offered help she smiled and bowed her head.
"Thank you for the offer," She said before she heard a loud CLUNK behind her, causing her to flinch. "I doubt the Shade Skipper can really be fixed at this point."

Ra's ears pricked up and he slapped at Nessa's face as she mentioned her ships name. Nessa moved to pull out a bit of meat and offered it to her companion- who took it quickly before it started to chew it.
Nessa gave a soft sigh, swaying on her feet. She showed signs of obvious exhaustion; she had been running for so long now, she hadn't managed to stop for food or sleep for a few days now- Not that sleep was needed, but food of course was.
Ooooh, I like it! Has the worry of Humans even more!
I'll write up a sheet about the Star-Born race when I get the chance to.
Jackie had given her spiderfriend a gentle pat as she left the next morning; she had tried a different attempt to hide her extra limbs, moving to tuck the lower limbs down her waist and her upper limbs tucked under her breasts- almost pushing them upwards.

She stepped out of the housing area onto the street, her eyes flexing slightly before she looked around.
She had a few wisps of web in her hair from her last night of sleep... if she did even sleep.
She woke up in a different part of the house, sleeping on the floor of the kitchen. This happened a lot; yet she never mentioned anything to her mysterious friend- she had already said a lot.
She forgot she had the note they left for her in her bag, sticking out ever so slightly of the front zipper.
To anyone else; it would seem like a normal piece of paper, but it had a visible symble that could be recognized if Will paid attention the night before.
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