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Anything But Ordinary (Blazed&&Jenn)

Oh I wasn't thinking Tinker Bell, I just meant how the kids movies are like seasonal faerie and help the seasons pass and come and how they were tiny, however ours have the ability of getting human size.I'm just trying to make sure I have the right type of faerie style since people have used so many over the course of writing that I've forgotten what their original depiction really is.So if we're having the seasons but also the depiction of the faeries in Black's novels are we keeping the two courts or are their four courts for the four different seasons?

Say It, If It's Worth Saving Me (Blazed&&Love Dove)

I'm sure we'll both add more as the rp goes along :P

Anything But Ordinary (Blazed&&Jenn)

Alright, that sounds good. So we're doing more of the fairy tale kind of monsters rather then vampires, demons, werewolves and stuff?

Having them be more adult is way more fun xD

LOL. Hey I like you, wanna come visit me in the woods? Creepy rapist XD sorry. I'm sure once he gets her trust and or interest she'll come see him.

Mhmm so kinda like the faerie in the Tinker Bell movies but more bad ass? We can do season faerie. I believe there could also be element faeries clans if we don't do seasons and then there are Faeries styles that I've read in two different book series that are interesting as well. Linky the details are rather vague but I could fill you in more if you wanted. Then I also have a site that lists of lores of different faeries. Linky

Anything But Ordinary (Blazed&&Jenn)

Alright, are the faerie the only type of supernatural in this reality that we've created? Secondly is his family small or large? Are they the only faerie in this area?

I can't see Carla going by the dark woods, even more so after warnings from Hale to say away xD Maybe he wanted to see the fair grounds at night or something? That is after all the time when I was planing for Hale to hunt.

Mhmm, I wouldn't say the family line of hunters went that far back, but may at least maybe 100 years. I was thinking he wasn't taught by his mother or father, but rather his Uncle, but he was only taught after their mother was murdered. Hale walked in on the murder, and beat the murderer to death with a bat. Dark past. My characters have things for dark pasts xD Now if that was from the faerie or not will depend on your answer to my first question :P

Oh and what is your thoughts on what faerie are?

Anything But Ordinary (Blazed&&Jenn)

So I was thinking about how Carla and Alden could meet. Her work is along the board walk were the mini theme park is, and I was thinking that was the closest pay phone to her work place, and she could meet him along her way to there? As for Hale and Hazel which are freaking perfect match names for them xD, I'm not really sure. Have they met before this? Or is this their first meeting? Either works for me.

Say It, If It's Worth Saving Me (Blazed&&Love Dove)

Updated <3

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Silver Fox said
I think its C

I was leaning towards that one :P

Post here, maybe mahz will give you a avatar

I must say, after scrolling through maybe four pages to see the images he puts up Mazh either has A) a crazy sense of humor or B)a thing for Banana's or C) a bit of both XD

Anything But Ordinary (Blazed&&Jenn)

Carla Swimminer
18
Clothing store Clerk
Human


Hale Swiminer
26
Mechanic
Human/Hunter


Luca
28
Knight
Faerie


Ash Vance
25
Mechanic
Human/Hunter

Say It, If It's Worth Saving Me (Blazed&&Love Dove)

Carla had just sat there crying. Her panic breaths started to slow with the touch from saviour. Her plain brown eyes slowly started to close as the tears stopped. Soon enough with her head laying on Kimberly’s shoulder she had fallen into a deep sleep. Something very needed to make the wait for the drugs to disappear from her system, seem like a blink and not like forever. Kimberly had handled her well, because with the slightest wrong move and Carla would have turned herself into a massive panic attack. Reasonably, for what she had just gone through. However, the attack would be no simple fix for when she panicked, she usually ended up in the hospital.

Her sleep was deep and dreamless. It was as if a void had attached itself onto her very core and filled her being with darkness. A chilling darkness. Shuttering slightly as her eyes fluttered open sleepily, her mind was a little fuzzy as she tried to recall the room she was in. She was in a warm queen size bed, darkness filling the room. She feel weird, weirder than usual. Although the drugs had left her system, it had left her disordered, holes in her memory that felt more like dreams. Sitting up she looked around the dark room trying to figure out where she was. It wasn’t her apartment with Liz, Carla had gotten used to sleeping on the couch, well Liz slept on the floor. Their apartment had an air of weed, smoke and other scents she could never place. Yes she lived in a dump. However, this place smelt fresh, alive, homey. A scent of food linger in the air making her tummy grumble, before rolling a little.

Cupping her mouth as she gagged a little. She slowly let her hands fall back onto the bed as she took slow breaths. She looked through her mind trying to figure out how she got there, her eyes filling with tears. She left work walking with Liz. . . they had been attacked. She remember a man with rotten teeth and breath of the dead holding her face as he turned it around looking at her closely. She could remember the cold chain clothing touching her skin as the men slipped them on her. She was sobbing softly now, trying to tell herself it was a dream.

She could have sworn she remembered Hale carrying her. . . after that all she could remember was her long hair brushing along her face as she cried on her shoulder. It felt so surreal. Looking down at herself, she could feel clothing, she touched them, as if making sure they were real. She had been changed, if anything in her memory was real. She was in a t-shirt that was long yet tight, a pair of pj pants had been tied on that were also a little long for her. Pushing the bedding away she slipped off the bed, the floor was a soft carpet, that pushed up between her toes. She walked slowly towards what she believe was the door, a line of light could be seen outlining this door. Carla was starting to wonder if she had died.

Grasping the handle she turned it and peeked the door open, peeking through the crack, wincing slightly at the bright hall light. Where. . . was she?

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