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Sounds interesting.
I'm up for the first one (Anime Fantasy) - going on epic quests and saving the world is always entertaining. Just drop me a PM if you want to give it a go.
Oh, I've never seen anything but bits and pieces of that series. I'm out.
When you say supernatural, do you mean the tv show or just something related to the subject of supernatural? Ghosts, werewolves, powers... ect. That sort of thing?
It doesn't, it just shows this little image that says: use the share link instead.
“Hang on miss.” If he was going to let her walk away now than he could kiss his dreams goodbye. Another girl like her probably wasn’t going to come around again any time soon. He didn’t stop her but jogged a few quick steps to fall into pace beside her. “I couldn’t help but notice that you look the part of a princess. Rather like Anastasia actually… I’m sure you’ve heard of her?” He prodded and with the way that boy was pressing his efforts- there probably wasn’t a soul around here that didn’t. “Now I hope you don’t take this the wrong way but how would you feel about putting your current life aside for the potential of living rich?” “No wait.” He ran his hand at his hair “I’m actually getting way ahead of myself. That’s rather unfair of me to press this on you. Tell you what… as sorry for knocking into you, how about I buy you dinner? There’s a couple joints around here that will let you sit outside with your dog. What do you say?” He stepped around, into her path. Holding a hand out to her. “My name is Devon by the way. Let's make this a proper introduction."
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Name: Devon Age: 26 Gender: Male Role: The child of the worker which helped them to escape. Bio: His father was a good person, so was his mother but sometimes they didn‘t agree. It was still a happy childhood when all things were considered… On the night of the riot he had been a young teenager- reckless as those of his age were. His father had been a loyal worker of the family which was under attack. He got right in the thick of it. He had been a good man. In that chaos he got a hold of the two siblings. Close together as they were, failing to flee. Their was servant tunnels in the manor in which he had been allowed to play when he was a mere child- he didn’t think they were aware of them. He lead them out fast but that night it was all commotion. People everywhere. Sirens and screams. When he got out of the crowds there was only the boy. How stricken he looked. (Later he found his own father was dead and knew he must have looked the same.) Because of his father’s death that night he couldn't face up to the family. Their son had stayed with his mother and him for sometime but he was glad when he had gone- His own life wasn’t one of wealth. It was the everyday struggle in which SO many people faced. He found himself pressed for money, nearly in debt and so he got this idea. It was sort of awful but Finnegan wanted his sister and he wanted the reward- everyone would get what they wanted (or think as much). These were lies that eased his conscience. So he began a search for the princess with false auditions. He had seen Anastasia before so he was convinced he could find a suitable fake. (and here is this guy to push their reunion along =p )
Name: Finnegan sometimes goes by Finn or Sir (depending on who is doing the referencing) Age: 21 Gender: Male Role: Brother to Anastasia Bio: When he was young- just one of the siblings in five, taking over the company had never even been in his plans. He had brothers and sisters older that were already set for that position. That were taught excessively about what it took to upkeep all that had been obtained. While not repulsed by the idea he was rather happy spending time with their youngest sibling. In the library, in the garden… whatever met their fancy. Simple had been fine with him. It hadn’t been something meant to last though. When chaos broke out and a riot overtook the property and the surrounding streets, when their family died- he was swept away from his sister in the surging crowds. She was the youngest. The one in which they doted on. He lost her. Sometime later things had quieted. He remained with the family of the worker for only a short time for when his family’s name had been cleared of false claims publicity brought him back to the surface. He was the surviving era of their business. There was certain individuals that helped run it for awhile for awhile for he was still a child. Many of the workers returned- regretful of their actions. Everyone of them had brought a flower to the funeral (the whole city most likely had). He came to forgive them. They had been mislead. Though while they had returned his sister had not. She had been a sort of sheltered child, not many knew what she looked like. No one came forward in the coming days, months, years. For a long time he sought her out but those that did answer weren’t her. With each girl he invites into his manor he finds himself more dishearten. His little sister… the last sibling he saw alive- lost. After all this time, he’s ready to give up. Appearance: (of course I wish I could find a better picture... with color but they are siblings so I imagine they bare the same traits in hair or eye color)
Okay, I will try and put together my cs then. By the way, the picture of her as a child didn't show up.
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