@shylarah so I'm having a hard time focusing with the new destiny expansion out. I haven't gotten to play it yet so it's all I can think about lol.
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STATUS: To those who would be interested, I’ve not been on here because I’m trying to establish a role playing server on discord. If you’d like to join me there, my discord is Kai#2189 send me a message! 7 yrs ago
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To those who would be interested, I’ve not been on here because I’m trying to establish a role playing server on discord. If you’d like to join me there, my discord is Kai#2189 send me a message!
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If you fight monsters for too long, you become one.
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Sorry for being absent as of late. But I will be returning in a few days to rp again! See you all then ;P
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Gearing up to get started with one or two new threads!
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As a role player, I like to play my characters in a way that enthralls others. If I can make people care about my character and what happens to him/her, then I feel I have succeeded. My play style is very much about having fun, but its also about challenging others to make choices and grow their characters.
I am a military member without many ways to outlet the stress of life, so I come to role playing to get away and get lost in the worlds we create. I love to write and I have been doing it for years. I'm not afraid to hop into a super serious, super in-depth thread, nor am I afraid to take part in your typical high school RP. If it interests me, I want to jump in and start driving the story.
I am a military member without many ways to outlet the stress of life, so I come to role playing to get away and get lost in the worlds we create. I love to write and I have been doing it for years. I'm not afraid to hop into a super serious, super in-depth thread, nor am I afraid to take part in your typical high school RP. If it interests me, I want to jump in and start driving the story.
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@shylarahTsitua glared at the nosferatu the entire time she was nearby, shifting his gaze back to Amuné once they were alone. "Coodaudu is a part of me." He said, "But I'm not sure I can trust you with that information just yet, so that's all you get for now."
When Amuné mentioned not being sure if he and his team could protect her. Tsitua then experienced something he didn't often experience. He was dumbfounded. A moment later, Orion bursted into laughter. A glare from his leader shut him up quickly, but Tsitua could only hope that Amuné wasn't offended. He took a sip from his glass, intent on making it last since the waitress was incompetent, and sighed. "Excuse him, he had no manner about him. You will be free to size us up when you meet the rest of us."
He took a moment to gather his thoughts. Seriousness painted his face for his next statement. "Days, months, years, it doesn't matter. If Kabuto gets his hands on someone... like you, it may spell the end for everyone you ever have, and ever will care about." He stole a glance at the boy with her, remembering his own loss as his seriousness became tinged with pain. He lowered his voice for emphasis. "Don't make the wrong choice here, you'll regret it."
When Amuné mentioned not being sure if he and his team could protect her. Tsitua then experienced something he didn't often experience. He was dumbfounded. A moment later, Orion bursted into laughter. A glare from his leader shut him up quickly, but Tsitua could only hope that Amuné wasn't offended. He took a sip from his glass, intent on making it last since the waitress was incompetent, and sighed. "Excuse him, he had no manner about him. You will be free to size us up when you meet the rest of us."
He took a moment to gather his thoughts. Seriousness painted his face for his next statement. "Days, months, years, it doesn't matter. If Kabuto gets his hands on someone... like you, it may spell the end for everyone you ever have, and ever will care about." He stole a glance at the boy with her, remembering his own loss as his seriousness became tinged with pain. He lowered his voice for emphasis. "Don't make the wrong choice here, you'll regret it."
Um, I guess rude, but more in an authoritative way than common rudeness. Like the way your boss can be rude and you do nothing. As a Vampire, she should be vaguely aware of who he is. Maybe she has heard stories or rumors as a newborn vampire of a 'Hybrid demon' who ended the Great Vampiric War. Single-handedly. That is, if we're using ALL of my lore. This war took place during the Cold War. @shylarah
The stinking nosferatu set plates down in front of them. He hadn't ordered much more than appetizers. He took a bite out of an egg roll, chewed, and swallowed it before noticing his empty glass still sitting on the end of the table.
"Chül Máktö, Nösferatu." He said loud enough for vampiric ears. He wasn't even sure the young vampire knew how to speak the ancient Vampiric language, but surely she wasn't so deluded that she wouldn't recognize its existence.
Returning to the conversation, he looked to Amuné, unamused, "My intention was to let you decide that." He said simply. He knew there was nothing he could say that would make her trust him. This was some kind of test from a teenage girl. A game he was not interested in playing. He was growing increasingly impatient, although he didn't outwardly express it. He popped the remainder of the egg roll into his mouth and chewed, waiting with even less patience for the nosferatu to replenish his drink.
@shylarah
"Chül Máktö, Nösferatu." He said loud enough for vampiric ears. He wasn't even sure the young vampire knew how to speak the ancient Vampiric language, but surely she wasn't so deluded that she wouldn't recognize its existence.
Returning to the conversation, he looked to Amuné, unamused, "My intention was to let you decide that." He said simply. He knew there was nothing he could say that would make her trust him. This was some kind of test from a teenage girl. A game he was not interested in playing. He was growing increasingly impatient, although he didn't outwardly express it. He popped the remainder of the egg roll into his mouth and chewed, waiting with even less patience for the nosferatu to replenish his drink.
@shylarah
Is the ward on this place one that makes magic/chakra unusable?
Tsitua scoffed, "Don't worry, he's much more tame when he's fed." The hybrid cracked a small smile, reminiscent of old times. It quickly faded as he got back to business.
"You would only need to be with us until we're sure the threat has passed... That is, unless you decide to stay. We have a safe, secluded space that you can stay in. I would have you treated as a guest, and accommodated as such." Tsitua shifted in his seat, ready to throw down his secret bargaining weapon, "And you might even get to meet our own Seer, the one that led us to you." Tsitua said, as if it were of no significance at all. He set his glass on the side of the table, looking around as he wondered where the nosferatu had gone. How could they be as fast as they were and provide bad service.
His gaze fell on Ziika, who's eyes were locked on Amuné. "Curious, isn't it?" The demon said, "such power bestowed to such an unworthy vessel." That growl seemed to background his words as if he was speaking another language of lion-like growls, and some one had dubbed him. He stood, unwaveringly staring at the girl, and began to saunter over to them. "She works so hard to hide it, but who could miss such distinctive energy?" Through his eyes, he could see the chakra imprint on her forehead. The telltale sign of a perception chakra user. Tsitua couldn't see those things, only Angels and Demons could. Thankfully, it was Coodaudu who had confirmed it.
Suddenly, Ziika was breaths away from Amune's nose.
"Do.Not.Move." Tsitua commanded Amuné, his voice laden with concern and authority at the same time.
"I can see why they want you.." Ziika said, taking a wiff of her hair and flashing that smile again. The razor-sharp caps on his fangs glinted in the artificial light.
"Lord Ziika, if you have information I need, you are bound by the Nine to tell me." Tsitua informed him, as if reminding a child to do his chores.
"Even more intriguing, that you sit with Coodaudu. A demon, protecting you from demons?" He let out what could only be his version of a chuckle. "Comical, but I suppose he's not all demon." He returned to his regal, upright stance and straightened his tie. A waiter handed him a wine glass, half full of a thick, red substance. He sipped it neatly before continuing. "Believe me, child, if there's a side to be on when this gets ugly, it's Coodaudu's. He said, pointing at Tsitua.
The Blood Warrior, leaned toward the girl and kissed her affectionately on top of her head as if she were his own child. With that he returned to his table, and Tsitua let out the Brest he had been holding. Suddenly, he wanted to get out. He could tell Orion did too. The look he was giving Tsitua was very uncomfortable. The ghoul popped his middle finger loudly. He may have even broken the finger. It would heal, but that was his mannerism for 'let's get the hell out of here'. @shylarah
"You would only need to be with us until we're sure the threat has passed... That is, unless you decide to stay. We have a safe, secluded space that you can stay in. I would have you treated as a guest, and accommodated as such." Tsitua shifted in his seat, ready to throw down his secret bargaining weapon, "And you might even get to meet our own Seer, the one that led us to you." Tsitua said, as if it were of no significance at all. He set his glass on the side of the table, looking around as he wondered where the nosferatu had gone. How could they be as fast as they were and provide bad service.
His gaze fell on Ziika, who's eyes were locked on Amuné. "Curious, isn't it?" The demon said, "such power bestowed to such an unworthy vessel." That growl seemed to background his words as if he was speaking another language of lion-like growls, and some one had dubbed him. He stood, unwaveringly staring at the girl, and began to saunter over to them. "She works so hard to hide it, but who could miss such distinctive energy?" Through his eyes, he could see the chakra imprint on her forehead. The telltale sign of a perception chakra user. Tsitua couldn't see those things, only Angels and Demons could. Thankfully, it was Coodaudu who had confirmed it.
Suddenly, Ziika was breaths away from Amune's nose.
"Do.Not.Move." Tsitua commanded Amuné, his voice laden with concern and authority at the same time.
"I can see why they want you.." Ziika said, taking a wiff of her hair and flashing that smile again. The razor-sharp caps on his fangs glinted in the artificial light.
"Lord Ziika, if you have information I need, you are bound by the Nine to tell me." Tsitua informed him, as if reminding a child to do his chores.
"Even more intriguing, that you sit with Coodaudu. A demon, protecting you from demons?" He let out what could only be his version of a chuckle. "Comical, but I suppose he's not all demon." He returned to his regal, upright stance and straightened his tie. A waiter handed him a wine glass, half full of a thick, red substance. He sipped it neatly before continuing. "Believe me, child, if there's a side to be on when this gets ugly, it's Coodaudu's. He said, pointing at Tsitua.
The Blood Warrior, leaned toward the girl and kissed her affectionately on top of her head as if she were his own child. With that he returned to his table, and Tsitua let out the Brest he had been holding. Suddenly, he wanted to get out. He could tell Orion did too. The look he was giving Tsitua was very uncomfortable. The ghoul popped his middle finger loudly. He may have even broken the finger. It would heal, but that was his mannerism for 'let's get the hell out of here'. @shylarah
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Tsitua furrowed his brow at the boy's gesture. There was something vaguely familiar about it, but he didn't understand it. He didn't react to it, other than his introduction. "Tsitukaiza Sealious." He replied quickly, seeing it as a waist of time, before returning his attention to the matter at hand. She looked worried. It was likely she was beginning to understand the weight of her situation. Good.
It seemed like a long time before she answered, though she didn't have the augmented mind that Tsitua and his team did. Her chakra pattern had shifted to something... different. Interesting. This entire encounter was one big intrigue. Tsitua made a note to spend more time with humans.
"So," he began, "it's clear to me that, being that you take such provisions, you have been targeted before. This is different. Demons can do terrible things to you. Break you down. Destroy you. Make you want to join them. You need protection. It's also clear that you aren't too keen on being... recruited, shall we say. That being said, I can't lie, you interest me."
He leaned back and relaxed, only to scowl at the nosferatu that waited on them. Filthy supercilious creatures he thought. He took his drink and knocked it back. "My treatment for this situation is simple. Allow one of my operatives to stay with you. Your routine shouldn't change much, and you'll find the person in question more... tolerable than myself. We'll be watching, and you will be safe. When Kabuto sends the real muscle, we can evacuate you and deal with the problem." He pitched.
The moment he finished his pitch, the entire room went cold. There was a shift in the ambient chakra, and an individual entered the room. Tsitua shifted his eyes to the man.
He was average height, dressed in a regal, Victorian gothic suit. His hair was cut exactly as Tsitua's, but jet black and much longer. It was slicked back and reached his lower back. He had a perpetual grin, flashing three gold-capped sets of fangs. His eyes were like gold coins with cat-slit pupils against his paper-white skin. There was an animalistic grumbling growl that seemed to come from everywhere. The man locked eyes with Tsitua and licked his fangs hungrily. It was Earth's Blood Warrior: Ziika Te Sha.
He sat at one of the tables after breaking eye contact with Tsitua. This was either very good, or even worse than the hybrid had anticipated. Those fangs were capped as such so that he could bite into Celestials. It wouldn't be surprising if they were laced with silver too, for demons.
Orion, one of your brothers is here. Tsitua said over his thought channel.
Yes, I can smell him... Ziik. was the ghoul's reply.
Orion was fast too. He walked in not a second later, surprisingly clean. He popped one finger under his thumb as he glared at his brother.
Assured he had cover, Tsitua looked back at Amuné for a reply.
Tsitua furrowed his brow at the boy's gesture. There was something vaguely familiar about it, but he didn't understand it. He didn't react to it, other than his introduction. "Tsitukaiza Sealious." He replied quickly, seeing it as a waist of time, before returning his attention to the matter at hand. She looked worried. It was likely she was beginning to understand the weight of her situation. Good.
It seemed like a long time before she answered, though she didn't have the augmented mind that Tsitua and his team did. Her chakra pattern had shifted to something... different. Interesting. This entire encounter was one big intrigue. Tsitua made a note to spend more time with humans.
"So," he began, "it's clear to me that, being that you take such provisions, you have been targeted before. This is different. Demons can do terrible things to you. Break you down. Destroy you. Make you want to join them. You need protection. It's also clear that you aren't too keen on being... recruited, shall we say. That being said, I can't lie, you interest me."
He leaned back and relaxed, only to scowl at the nosferatu that waited on them. Filthy supercilious creatures he thought. He took his drink and knocked it back. "My treatment for this situation is simple. Allow one of my operatives to stay with you. Your routine shouldn't change much, and you'll find the person in question more... tolerable than myself. We'll be watching, and you will be safe. When Kabuto sends the real muscle, we can evacuate you and deal with the problem." He pitched.
The moment he finished his pitch, the entire room went cold. There was a shift in the ambient chakra, and an individual entered the room. Tsitua shifted his eyes to the man.
He was average height, dressed in a regal, Victorian gothic suit. His hair was cut exactly as Tsitua's, but jet black and much longer. It was slicked back and reached his lower back. He had a perpetual grin, flashing three gold-capped sets of fangs. His eyes were like gold coins with cat-slit pupils against his paper-white skin. There was an animalistic grumbling growl that seemed to come from everywhere. The man locked eyes with Tsitua and licked his fangs hungrily. It was Earth's Blood Warrior: Ziika Te Sha.
He sat at one of the tables after breaking eye contact with Tsitua. This was either very good, or even worse than the hybrid had anticipated. Those fangs were capped as such so that he could bite into Celestials. It wouldn't be surprising if they were laced with silver too, for demons.
Orion, one of your brothers is here. Tsitua said over his thought channel.
Yes, I can smell him... Ziik. was the ghoul's reply.
Orion was fast too. He walked in not a second later, surprisingly clean. He popped one finger under his thumb as he glared at his brother.
Assured he had cover, Tsitua looked back at Amuné for a reply.
Well, Cain was intended to be a member of the team, but I needed to test out rping him *presents Artanis*
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