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Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

This is a work in progress. Will have to wait on images until tonight!

Parry Magnus and his Chibi self!

Parry Magnus, Guardian Angel

Forename: Parael "Parry"

Surname: Magnus

Occupation: Guardian Angel

Main Colour: Baby Blue

Secondary Colour: Forest Green

~~Appearance~~

Grown up Parry!

Chibi Parry!

Skin Tone: Lovely pale.

Height: 1.8 M When grown, 0.5M when Chibi-fied!

Build: Lean when grown, pudgy when Chibi-fied!

Hair Length: Shoulder-length when grown, almost bald when Chibi-fied!

Hair Colour: Blonde.

Hairstyle: Smooth pony-tail.

Hair Texture: Silky smooth ("I use only the best conditioner, love!")

Eye Size: 3 when adult, 5 when Chibi-fied! ("You can't resist the baby puppy-dog eyes!" @_@)

Eye Colour: Green.

Nose Size: 2 in both states.

Mouth Size: Standard as full grown, 5 when Chibi-fied!

Lips Colour: Maroon/pink.

Default Facial Expression: Smiles all around ("Except when I'm smaller. Then watch me turn on the waterworks and get EXACTLY what I want >:3 )

Other Notable Features: Enchanted Gucci diaper bag. ("It's your standard bottomless bag from D&D, but with extra pocket dimensions and FAR more stylish!" / "And it's got ALL the toys!" / "Well yeah, I did rob an entire Toys R Us truck once and stuffed everything inside...")

~~Likes/Dislikes~~

Favourite Edible Substance: "I want tempura rolls! What do you mean 'Which ones?' Clearly, I meant ALL of them!" / "Um... can I have ice cream?"

Favourite Drinkable Substance: "All the hot cocoa you've got!" / "What he said!"

Hated Conventional Food: "I'm with my littler self on this one: no mashed peas. Ever." / "Yeah!"

Hated Conventional Beverage: "Standard milk. Blegh!" / "Chocolate milk or bust!"

Most Beloved Possession: "Oh my goodness! You're going to make me pick from all the clothes in my wardrobe? That's just cruel- absolutely cruel! I can't do it! I shan't do it! I-" / "Blankie!" / "Traitor! What about the Gucci shirt? Or the Calvin Klein collection?" / "Can't beat blankie!" / "There's no arguing with him. He can't see reason. But if ANYONE steals my clothes, there will be Hell to pay!"

Primary Hobby: "Clothes shopping! All the clothes! Humans have such great fashion sense!" / "Mischief and tantrums :3"

Secondary Hobbies: "My job. Boring as it is, somebody has to watch out for these people." / "Eating. Sleeping. Eating. Sleeping. Eating. Sleeping. Crying. Eating..."

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

I've gotta say though, I like how you're doing the CS. It lets RPers reveal information in a timely and dramatically appropriate context, as would be done in an actual novel. It makes it so that the character sheets are more of a reference for people entering late. And since there should be any real physical conflict you really shouldn't need any more information than what can be doled out by the players. It gives it more of a real-life feel.

@Serum

I agree. I think just a "Name, Age, Gender, Other" setup would be appropriate.

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

@Princess Sakura You have permission to do whatever you like! It's your RP ^_^

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

@Princess Sakura Coolness!

May I suggest you establish a named town and a barebones CS in the first post just to give a little direction for everyone? You can always add new locations later :D

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

You know, I've been looking for an RP that's all about fun and de-stressing (please disregard the angry Ork avatar~ he's just cranky and wants some juice). I work A LOT and sometimes just need to have fun with something Kawaii rather than super serious drama. May I ask where you plan to set this RP up or have it take place? Like, a bakery, cafe, or some other wacky locale where our characters can interact? That will help me roll up a CS.

I know which character I wanna use but that'll help all the same ^_^

Thanks @Princess Sakura!

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus

Yulio paused to check his watch regularly, gazing at the human guests who left through the front gates. The attendants, mindless men and women of wax and clockwork who never spoke and always stood silent, began to lock the gates and seal the tents behind the mortal revelers. The Circus was closed for the evening and would not return again- not for the foreseeable future. One by one the paper birds returned to perch on his shoulder, and one by one Yulio unfolded them to reveal a name- it seemed many of the performers would be unable to join them tonight. Either their shows had gone poorly or they were not up for the hunt.

One way or another, the show would go on.

The antique watch in his hand ticked away, and as the moon above rose higher into the sky, the lights around Yulio seemed to dim. His vision focused on the city, its glittering electrical points of light extending across the horizon, until he caught wind of that otherness which defined the hunt- where the Circus seemed to revel in excitement and awe of showmanship, the Harlequin found his roots in the trickery and devilry of a young con man from America. Like the Loki and Coyote of old lore, the creature delighted in promising Paradise, only to tear the rug beneath one's feet to reveal the Pit.

The birds he'd sent across the city this night bore fruit as one reported back to Yulio, seeing through its eyes, the vision of a woman- plain clothed for a night out this summer. Dark-haired, wide eyed, and sweating profusely. Like a club goer who'd imbibed a bad batch of drugs. The difference here being the dark strings that rose from her wrists and ankles and the circle she was drawing at the foot of the Vienna State Opera House with a tube of lipstick.

She plans to open a gate, then, Yulio thought with a frown. And she'll do it e'en before we leave.

Snapping out of his reverie, he closed the watch, clapped twice and summoned one of the wax attendants.

"Bring the carriage and fix four horses."

The attendant wordlessly bowed and walked off to the animal tent. Meanwhile, Yulio turned toward the first to arrive.

@shaitarn "Cassandra," he muttered, removing his hat whilst in the lady's presence, "I will need you to ride alongside the carriage. The Harlequin will have many minions on the field afore we even leave the circus. Keep pace- we go to the old City Opera house. You must ride round the field to keep the minions close and prevent them from causing mischief throughout the city. I do not want a repeat of London if possible."

@Amaterasu "Thomas." Yulio placed his cap back on. "We hunt a woman who is enthralled to the Harlequin. After you cut the Bonds which hold her, I hope you will refrain from your... usual activities until our job is done. And Charlotte, divine what you can of this woman on our way there. If we cannot cut the bonds, we will have to force her out of the Harlequin's sway."

@Fumari "Barlow, Faris, you will keep the minions of the Trickster from Thomas while he breaks the bonds. I will assist you in that endeavor."

The instructions given, the animal tent opened while a black carriage trimmed with gold barreled out, four white horses fixed and ready while the wax automaton held the reins. Yulio opened his jacket, plucked a pair of paper birds from a silk pocket and let them flutter into the air- one for the driver and one for Cassandra. Both would home in on the bird at the Opera House, leading them to their quarry.

"Before we leave, are there any questions from any of you?"

The Hidden People

"Yeah, we'we gonna have ta find da odders," Parry whispered, leaning in closer to Tony's ear. "But you gotta keep your shit togevver man. I ain' got shit ta bring ta dis place. An' I can't turn my head a full one-eighty, so watchin' youw back is a pwobwem."

Parry lived through 'Nam like Tony. Unlike Tony, Parry lived through 'Nam while watching the war happen on TV, smoking his brains out on primo weed, and trying to forget that it was even going on. Even a retired Celestial got hints of human death. Every time you got a few million humans together for the sole purpose of massacring one another, you lined up a buffet for a Daemon to pop out of the Nether and go to town on everyone. Wars were messy. Wars gone metaphysical were nasty.

"I ain' gonna shit myself, Tony, so don' worry 'bout me dwoppin anyting," Parry said. Right before Tony showed him the M26 booby trap they came within inches of stepping on (Okay. Maybe it was a few feet, and Tony was on top of that shit, but when you went from an all-powerful Celestial to a drooling, pants shitting two-year-old in the space of twelve seconds, you understood mortality that much better). Right then and there, if Parry'd eaten anything before they left, he would've loaded up his pants. Thankfully, he was running on empty and wasn't about to tell Tony what would've happened.

"I got no burnin' sword. Buh I still got da mawkew," he said, tapping Tony's neck with the Sharpie. "I gots 'nough space back hewe fow one ow two wunes. Wet me know what you need. Night vision? Camofwage? Siwence? What'd you wish fow most in da jungwe, Tony?"

A Wolf's Love

Fun times ahead indeed!

Just FYI @ViolentViolet, Ima wait until you post again since nobody else is interacting with Leon. Will continue to lurk and observe drama though!

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus

No worries. I just got off work. RL before RP is something I live by. On account of me being completely dead on my feet, I will have to delay posting until the morning.

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus

I'll be writing up a post this evening. Work has been nuts and I'm currently posting from phone.

I haven't forgotten about this one. Just figure if everyone hasn't posted tonight, we know who's still in and who's given up ^_^