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    1. TheMinorFall 9 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current 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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8 yrs ago
If you fight monsters for too long, you become one.
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8 yrs ago
Sorry for being absent as of late. But I will be returning in a few days to rp again! See you all then ;P
9 yrs ago
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.

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Hehe BRUTAL @shylarah
@shylarahOrion had sent Cera home. No need to put her in harms way. He was wondering the streets, following Wolf's all-too-strong scent when he saw it. A body half-eaten. Any ghoul within five miles would have come to finish the remains, but they hadn't. Why? He took mental photos and moved on. The scent was getting stronger by the block.

"Blankface." A voice said. Orion turned to see a woman behind him. She was short, and dark complected. Her hair was like a black waterfall, and she had features that only mixed ethnicity could hold. Hispanic? Italian? Probably. Her ghoul eyes were rimmed at the pupils with bright blue. He had never see that before. She was dressed quite casually, but her royalty was undeniable.

"My Queen. A pleasure to see you after all this time. Things have changed?" His tone was pleasant, but his face was weary. There was no telling what horrible things she had gotten into.

"I'll put this plainly.." she began.

****

Torn, broken, and bleeding from too many places, Orion hobbled up the steps and through the door of the warded safe zone the next morning. He collapsed onto the floor. The bones of his right forearm, lodging into the floor under his weight. They had been protruding from where they had originally been. Blood trickled from his mouth, pooling around his face. He only managed to say one word before passing out.

"Cera."
( ..); thank you, I thought it was a nice touch.. brilliant though? Idk, thank you lol @shylarah
Here's my original drawings of him. For the sake of the thread, omit the name tattooed on his neck. The second drawing is to display his kagune. He has a unique Ukaku with rinkaku properties.




@shylarahNunque felt the mental spears tear through his mind and rip it apart. His lifeless body in the physical world drained of color as his eyes rolled back. Nunque's corpse fell to the ground in a heap as Tsitua and Lya arrived. Mae came out of the room emanating music with horror on her face. Her husband was pinned to the wall, half-dead. The hall was still for a moment.. frozen.

Nunque took a sharp breath. He was still in his padded room. The door was still there. "So, that's what happens if I show her." He muttered as the girl looked into his door's window.

Only three seconds had passed, and his vision of what would happen if he took that route had encouraged him to continue carving demonic symbols in his hand. He grinned widely, followed by a chuckle that turned into casual laughter at what others would perceive as nothing. He would wait for now, at least until she was ready.

****

Eric, now wearing pants, poked his head out into the hallway. He had sensed a rise in chakras that felt like Nunque, but more. There was some kind of intermingling energy that he didn't understand at first, but then he remembered the new girl was a Seer. Tsitua had to have planned for her to pass by Nunque's room. He liked to do things like that. Thankfully, Nunque was rather peaceful. It was like he knew what would happen if he acted out..

The blind man called out, "You guys okay over there?"

****

Tsitua got a strange feeling, like something had happened. No one had connected on the NI, so he shook it off. He trusted Nunque, it was Amuné he was worried for. He NI'd Eric to keep an eye out, then laughed silently to himself. pun intended he added.
I'm about to finish my post and put it up. I just want to say that if you aren't okay with it, let me know. It's a little.. different, and although I planned it I'm fine if you want to omit it. @shylarah
@shylarah well he's a demon spawn. If he is whacked, he'll probably enjoy it. He's pretty twisted. Also he's an adept perceptive chakra user too, so he might be able to function both on the mental plane, and the physical one at the same time. So to answer your question, killing a demon or demon spawn is much more complicated than a whack to the noggin
@shylarahEric, now wearing pants, felt a huge spike of chakras that surprised him at first, but suddenly knocked him literally to the floor. He collected himself and darted out into the hallway. The new girl was in a kind of daze in front of Nunque's room.

"No." he whispered, sprinting to her. He was about to cleanse her chakras when Nunque's door suddenly ripped off of its hinges in shards. The torn metal flew into the hallway with enough force to lodge into the walls and floor. One of them nailed Eric to the wall by his abdomen. He let out a stifled, gurgle of an effort to regain lost air when he realized what had happened to him.

Nunque eerily stepped out of his room, unblinking yellow eyes locked on Amuné. "Don't interfere, sightless one." He said without facial expression despite a face laden with pain. It was like he wasn't enjoying what he was doing, but felt he had to. He got close to her and suddenly laughed hysterically for a monent, but stopped just as suddenly before entering her mind again. They were both standing in a void of mental space.

"Amuné? Is that you?" He asked.
Also I'd like you add, you wanted Nunque, I'm not holding back with him. He's The spawn of a demon, after all. And this time I can write him as he is, rather than the dumbed down version from Fairhaven.
*Tsitua whistles and walks away*

Yes I didn't realize she would react that negatively, but rest assured, my team is used to hunting and destroying high level demons. Amune's knife is a child's toy.

But you should know... Nunque isn't done.
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