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Name: Jack
Age: 17
Appearance (Description or Picture): I'll do it later I'm on my phone and it sucks to type a lot.
Personality (Optional): do it later
Spell Theme: dark shadows
Spell List: do it later(This is easier to read if this is in a hider. Curently you need _ out of 12 spells to join RP. The spells tab will have hider code for you to use.)
Color of Book (Optional): Black
Human Partner: TBA
*Westwood cough
(I'm on vacation and will post when I get back
(It will be a while before I post again)
Jack felt his wings being touched by a total stranger. He shivered and glanced at the girl. "Gunshot? Well if we are all to be murdered, why not at least treat us with a better meal than tomato soup before we die?" He complained. He nodded at Okori "Well if they are upstairs where should we check out?" He asked readjusting his wings inside his shirt. He could smell the others, lighting candles like this was Hanukkah.
(Is there a teacher that is needed? If so I'll make a CS for one)
:D Horray lets do this. Our dreams are coming true!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bill was flabbergasted that he would be denied an opportunity to fill these dull students with knowledge. How dare that teacher refuse a janitor, particularly him. He was the highest ranking janitor in the school! Bill, fearing an uprising by the students if he release the precious knowledge he possessed, expertly spun his mop, and sheathed it. This resulted in water lightly spraying the classroom. Bill gave the teacher a half-hearted salute and walked out. He had done his rightful duty, to clean messes, physical ones, and mental ones. He whistled as he walked by the front entrance, and spotted a kid walking unusually slow toward the school. He whipped his head around fearing the Teen Titans would appear and kill everyone, but sighed a relief when he saw nobody. He turned his attention back to the kid, and walked toward the front doors, opening them one...by....one, until he reached the one leading outside. He carefully opened the door, and jumped out, lunging at the kid with his trusty mop. He slapped the spaghetti like ends onto the pavement in front of him. "Your either late, or you don't belong here" He blurted out. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, afraid what this guy would do to him. He though of his family, who had all been rooting for him as he took the gracious, luxurious life as the school janitor. His face grew stern, and he gripped his mop handle tighter. "You better answer, cause if you don't, I'm going to mop the floor with ya" He growled. (Hehe puns.)
(Weeping Liberty, your the rabbit right? I hope so, im hungry :P)
Jack felt a tap on his shoulder, and swung around, wondering why he could not sense someone sneaking up on him. His snake like eyes fired up when he realized it was the fox boy. He could not tell by his appearance now, but he could smell the fox in him. "I never had my food delivered to me before" he growled. He grabbed the fox boy by the arm holding him, gripping it tight. "How would you like to be eaten, fried or boiled? I prefer fried, but since this will be your last words, I will graciously give you a choice" He hissed. Jack, loosened his grip, shaking his head fast. His eyes dilated back and forth, and he let go of the boys arm. Jack did not know what just happened. He did realize that this fox looked tasty and that devouring it would be enjoyable, but forgot about why he was here. He turned toward the fox boy. "My apologies, I sometimes get ahead of myself." He gasped, exhausted from a meal of just tomato soup. "I should start with a greeting. My name is Jack, and I am, as you can see, half human, half dragon." He said jamming a thumb toward his wings, that for now were under his clothing. "My instincts sometimes kick in. You see, unlike you, I cannot transform from human to dragon. I am perpetually stuck in this state. I am having a mental war in my head, but seemed to have subsided my more animal instincts." He explained. "Now I am confused, one, by the fact that all we had is tomato soup in a mansion, and two, why we are here. You have any ideas?" He asked, taking in breath. His eyes dilated once again to the smell of rabbit. He shook his head and came back to focus, putting his attention toward the boy.
Bill, the school janitor, turned his attention away from this human filth and toward a class where the majority of students were heading too. He walked up to the doorway of the class, and glanced at the sign indicating what class is being taught. He gasped, and staggered back, noticing it was the most horrifying room in the school, next to the cafeteria. He hated how students who sucked at art were forced to draw, paint, but mostly make messes. He strutted in and pointed his mop at the teacher threateningly "may I have a word with these future 'master craftsmen'?" he said mockingly.
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