Witch Cat

The avatar above is the final boss of your epic quest. What are you fighting for, and how does the battle end?

My epic quest is to save every kitty out there so I put out the flames that are burning Burning Kitty and save the day.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

This RP was just awesome, I can't believe it went for 7 months! How time flies when you're having fun. I enjoyed every second I spent reading everyone's post, the story was exhilarating, everyone here was a joy to write with, and I hope we all meet again in another RP someday!

A Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Cʜᴀɴᴄᴇ

@Witch Cat

Ooh I love it!

@MissCapnCrunch

Does that mean she's accepted?

A Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Cʜᴀɴᴄᴇ

Hey, look at me with my CS! It's still (sorta) the first draft, I'm just posting it here to get a critique and hopefully keep this place alive.

Danielle Coventry

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Danielle Coventry

”Here lies Danielle Coventry, a good friend and a reckless bitch,”

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☽⬤☾ Name:

Dazza, Danny, and Lollipop

☽⬤☾ Age:

19

☽⬤☾ Gender:

Female

☽⬤☾ Sexuality:

Straight

☽⬤☾ Relationship Status:

Currently single

☽⬤☾ Piercings, Tattoos, Scars:

Single nose ring and small holes from now removed earrings

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☽⬤☾ Persistent ☽⬤☾ Bossy ☽⬤☾ Powerful ☽⬤☾ Shut-in ☽⬤☾

☽⬤☾ Skills:

• Botany
  Able to identify a plant, know its effects, and what it can be used for
• Free-runner
  Capable of some parkour due to youthful nature.
• Wild
  In times of great stress or importance, Danielle gains a small boost in physical and mental capabilities
• Adept Learner
  Able to pick up skills quickly

☽⬤☾ Hometown:

San Jose, CA

☽⬤☾ Cause of Death:

When someone says they died of poison, images of assassinations, foul play, and dramatic murder come to mind. No one expects that you died because from your own stupidity.

Danielle was always a smart-ish girl, a B/C student all her life, capable of handling herself. But sometimes she does overlook some things, for example, forgetting to look up what minerals and gemstones are poisonous to humans and that kill once ingested. So after dipping what she assumed was a harmless mix of azurite and cinnabar (among other things) into her morning drink turned to disaster once she began vomiting all over the coffee table. She would’ve survived had she had the brains and the calm to call emergency services, but as feverish as she was at the moment, all she could do was pass out and die slowly while stewing in her own filth.

The poison circulated through her quickly and took her swiftly, her body wasn’t discovered until a week later when neighbours complained about a foul order.

☽⬤☾ Years Reborn:

1 year

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☽⬤☾ Living Biography:

Danielle’s life was as simple as they get. Simple girl with simple needs in a simple school with simple friends. Her life wasn’t something you could make a documentary out of. She went through life with an apathetic demeanor and tight lips, going with the flow with little to no ambition. However, she was very sensitive and artistic, her cold and uncaring outwards appearance was just a facade to hide the person within her that just wanted to sip coffee and sigh about art. And so she just waded through life, taking the classes she needed to take, talking to the people she had to talk to, all with the goal of getting into college in order to get an office job she’ll hate even though she wanted to write instead.

However, this “eh, whatever attitude started to get to her. She felt as if she was losing control over her life and that nothing really mattered, she wanted something to make her feel as if she was in charge again and that’s how she picked up the craft that eventually lead to her death.

Danielle was never really a superstitious or religious person, and she still wasn’t one after picking up the craft, she burnt basil and made good luck jars in the same way someone would tell an actor to break a leg or throw salt over their shoulder. And she did mostly do it for the aesthetic. She kept her practice secret, fearing ridicule or ostracisation, and just did her thing. This would’ve been fine had she not have accidently thrown poisonous materials into her spiritual works and now look at her, she’s dead. Sorta.

☽⬤☾ Postmortem Biography:

Danielle’s “rebirth” was a very special moment for her.

At first she thought that the major religions were right and that she was going to be sent to hell for mixing lavender and tulips, but after a few moments of not burning in an eternal fire, she assumed she was either in purgatory or a ghost, maybe both.

But the transformation from reckless teen to casper did have a toll on her. She grew bitter and regretful, thinking about all the opportunities she has to miss on now, all the times she didn’t tell her parents she loved them, all that sap had cocooned her into her old apathetic and ever so slightly depressed self again. What was there to live for now? Was being able to watch any movie for free now worth the total isolation? Was the fear of passing into the unknown greater?

All these muddled up thoughts that accumulated into an ever buzzing question of “what now?” Until of course a strange person offered her a deal she couldn’t refuse...

PRIES - Paranormal Noir RP [Always recruiting]

A tiny part of Aradia wanted to agree with Bill, sure he was right about some stuff, but she wasn't going to readily admit that. She let him go on, unable to conjure up any retorts and just hoped she'd do good enough next mission as to not warrant another meeting. And while slightly insulted that he thought she needed a partner, she couldn't really blame him. Aradia tried to look at the bright side, at least now she could better learn about one of her co-workers.

Giving Bill a curt nod, Aradia then left the room, hovering down the stairs silently and towards her new partner. She caught up with him quickly, trailing behind him and Harrison waiting for an opportunity to interject.

Once the briefest of silences passed between the pair, Aradia swerved herself into the conversation. She appeared at Buck's side, greeting him warmly before continuing, "Just came down to tell you that I'm your new partner, can't wait till our next mission,"

While her words were friendly and her tone kind, Aradia was inspecting every inch of Buck, trying to deduce whether he was going to be pleasant to work with or not. Her sharp eyes darted from ever seam in his clothes to the way he held himself, though she covered it up with small gestures and a light-hearted mood.

@redbaron1234

A Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Cʜᴀɴᴄᴇ

Whoop whoop, hope this place is still alive as I just opened a new doc to start work on my CS.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

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Eudora Esmeralda Erebus

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Location: Church
Interacting With: Jade and The Big Baddy (@Morose)

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Eudora practically plastered herself to the door, she was high on the adrenaline as she drew her blade out. ”Don't speak to me like that, you imp!” she hissed at him while waving the silvery tip of the athame, ”Go back to the rock you crawled out of,” Eudora's mind was too hyped up on the ecstasy she received by bad mouthing the devil to think clearly. What was she doing trying to go up against the father of all evil alone? She could see it now, Lucifer laughing manically as he holds her in the sky while breaking all her bones. ”No,” she said clearly and proudly in her mind. She was going to stand her ground, she was going to fight, and she was going to send him back to his cage.

All that confidence momentarily vanished as Jade entered the room. Eudora suffered momentary fear, thinking it was some beast the demon summoned but she sighed with relief once she saw it was some mortal. Eudora felt both security and anger at that moment too. Security as now she had someone to throw in front of her to take a blow for her, and anger because she couldn't believe someone was dumb enough to try to fight the devil.

”Oh,”

She paused. ”I'm that idiot too,”

The realisation set in, they were just a couple of idiots trying to fight off the harbinger of the apocalypse with a zero percent chance of surviving. And then she noticed Jade's angel blade, Eudora went through a momentary flash of envy but at least their chances were ever so slightly better now.

Eudora dug in her pockets clenched her fist around a vial of blessed water, holy water to Wiccans, and held it behind her back. She turned and looked at Jade, slightly puzzled at the bravery she demonstrated. She gave Jade a curt nod, as if to say "I'm here and ready to help."

She faced the beast again, wincing slightly at how he treated that poor victim but determined none the less to end this here and now.

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

@Pundii @Witch Cat: From the counter reset, you are on day 3. Without it, you would be on days 5 and 7. Please, please, please get a post in soon--don't abuse this counter reset to drive post counters up again. It makes it hard on everyone that way.

@Morose

Oh sorry sorry, but no worries, I was just now continuing work on my post. Starting next update, I'll get a post up on day 3 or 4.

We hardly knew ya!

@MissCapnCrunch

Thanks a bunch! That's pretty much all the questions I had, so yeah, can't wait till the OOC gets set up!

We hardly knew ya!

@MissCapnCrunch

Ah I see, so we're not legless translucent flying bed sheets, just invisible humans. Also, do we get any special powers or do we have to rely on our own natural strength and wit? And is there anything stopping us from interacting with live humans or with the world? I'm assuming we don't get to pass through walls, so would people be able to feel us if we brushed past them or notice our foot prints in the dirt or "see" when we lift an object, if no, then what's stopping us from just walking up to targets and stabbing them? If yes, let's suppose a human somehow finds us and shoots us or something, will we die and not be able to come back? Sorry about bombarding you with questions, just wanna make sure I understand everything.

(Also I forgot to mention, I'd love to join!)