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WolfLover here, I am 27 year of female writer. Has been writing for over 5 years, so has lots of experience in the roleplaying/writing field :) I live in the Uk.
My interest check and My Character Storage for anyone interested :)
I am currently unemployed. (Lots of personal reasons, some of you may know, some don't). Last year had been bad for me, and my mental health. Still trying to recover and try to battle my problems. Muse has been slow, but slowly trying to get back into writing. If anyone's interested in rping, send me a message and we can work something out together :) Happy writing dear people.


The Witches and Warlocks of Tanner (Active) GM'S: @Hedgehawk@HaleyTheRandom@SouffleGirl123


Rhodes (Active) With @Jones Sparrow
The Mystery (Active) with @Fetzen

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In a small town, Humans and Supernatural beings have lived in harmony. Until strange things started happening, endangering the lives of the human folk that live there. The suspicious activity, attracts the attention of a young Hunter. As she investigates the paranormal activity, she is forced to work with the Supernatural, in order to solve the case.


Dante Maverick Ackhurst

Age: 20
Gender: Male
Eye Color: sectoral heterochromia; blue, one is half blue-half brown.
Hair Color: Blonde
Height: 6'0"
District: 1

Personality:
Confident ~ Jealous ~ Determined ~ Meddlesome ~ Good-Natured ~ Impatient





Short Bio:
Growing up in the richest district, most people think that he's a spoilt brat that only cares about himself. But they are wrong. Dante might come of as confident in certain situations, but he has a good heart and will defend those he is close to. But will stop at nothing, at trying to spoil good opportunities for his rivals; especially when it comes to the Games. If he can ensure that his rivals end up loosing somehow, than Dante will try and see to that, the best of his abilities. He has pretty fast reflexes and lethal in combat; despite it being the first year is he competing.



Kira Jasmine Smith

Age: 17
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Azure Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Height: 5'6"
District: 1 *NPC*

Personality:
Creative ~ Provocative ~ Observant ~ Spoilt ~ Logical ~ Venomous *Unintentional*





Short Bio:
Growing up in District 1, Kira has been somewhat spoilt by her parents having everything she wanted. More often than not, she will come off as venomous and cold to those that she doesn't know, without meaning to. But really, she is a strong independent young woman with smarts, that will use creative ways of dealing with her rivals in the arena. If anyone can spot something wrong in the games; Kira will be one of the few to do so. She also takes pleasure in provoking the enemy, knowing that they will let their guard down if she makes them angry enough. Kira is a skilled archer, fast runner and a good climber.
List of NPC'S:

Aaron Walker *District 3 Tribute*
Kira Smith *District 1 Tribute*

Alexander Vasquez *Mentor for District 3*
Eleanor Garcia *Mentor for District 1*

Salem Trevil *Warlock*
Carmela Aimes *Banshee*
Zander Crane *Shapeshifter*


Peyton Amara Hastings

Age: 19
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Auburn
Height: 5'6"
District: 3

Personality:
Resourceful ~ Blunt ~ Protective ~ Stubborn ~ Adaptable ~ Impulsive



Magical Abilities:
Telekinesis, Astral Projection, Levitation which later develops into full flying.



Short Bio:
Growing up in a loving family; she is the youngest of 3 children. Her older brothers both have been in the Hunger Games before, years prior. One sadly loosing his life, and one coming out as the winner. Descended from a powerful Witch, Peyton has yet to discover her abilities and family history. Growing up in District 3, her name had been put down for the reaping multiple times; but this year is her first time competing in the Hunger Games. Relying on the advice from her mentor, Peyton prepares to fight to the death. But something about this year games' doesn't sit well with her. Wondering what sort of new challenges the capitol have designed to test this years tributes.



Aaron Christopher Walker

Age: 29
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Various shades of blonde.
Height: 6'3"
District: 3 *NPC*

Personality:
Charming ~ Suspicious ~ Masculine ~ Anxious ~ Selfless ~ Short-Tempered





Short Bio:
Former Winner of one of the previous games. Won the Games, when he was 13 years old; making him the youngest champion. Aaron wasn't expecting to be picked again for the Games, but he's making a come-back. Aaron is very loyal and ready to defend those that he would consider his allies in the games. Knowing what it takes to survive these games, he has to calculate his plan carefully if he wishes to come out of the arena alive again.
'May the Odds be ever in your favor.'

'Hear now the words of the witches, the secrets we hid in the night..'


Welcome to the Hunger Games. An entrainment game designed by the leaders of Panem, that places innocents from all 12 districts against each other, into one arena.
This year, nothing is as it seems. The leaders aren't whom they claim to be. The games more dangerous than ever before. This year, the tributes discover secrets not only about themselves; but about the world they live in. What alliances will be formed during the games? Who will survive and win the games? And what dangers will 2 tributes have to fend off, after the games are over? Panem will either crumble and face a rebellion, or win a long secret war that's in the making.






Reply is finally up :) hope you enjoy.
Many apologies, I would have replied sooner. But today had been busy running few errands since it's one of my very few days off this week.
Since childhood, Valerie was used to her little group of friends being a tight well formed group. Never in a million years would she have thought, that their group would have crumbled down, falling apart like an old cookie the way it had. Going from 5 members, to 3. 3 that seemed to be hanging by a thin thread; trying to keep the rest of their group somewhat together. If anyone had asked, a lot of people considered Raymond leaving to be her fault...or a huge chunk of her fault. Those few people included her friend Ryleigh and than Raymond's parents. Valerie hadn't seen or really spoken to them, since Ray had left Rhodes. His mother angry with Val, for not stopping him leaving Rhodes after the night at Austin's Lake house. Being one of the factors that had driven him away, apart from his search for the life that he wanted for himself. It was probably down to how things had ended between them, that fateful summer where they had given into the attraction, feelings and sexual tension between each other. Val never regretted sleeping with Ray. But she had never been secure in herself, emotionally to feel confident enough to tell him how she really felt. No one truly understood just how scared she was, to tell him the truth about how she really felt. Not that she had the chance to, make things right. No one in Rhodes had seen him for the last 10 years. No letter, no call, nothing. Having written more than her fair share of letters, Val never had the courage to send them to him. Nothing ever sounded right, even on paper. But Val seemed to have given up, on trying to contact him; when he made no effort to get in contact either. Telling herself, it was probably for the best to move on with her life. After all, Raymond seemed to have moved on himself and living the life, he seemed to day-dream about. Being one of the biggest movie stars out there. Val wasn't going to interject in him living out his dream.

Then came the tragic death of Austin. The glue that had seemingly held everyone together, was gone. Taken far too young and leaving the entire town in mourning.


Day of the Car Accident*flashback*:


Sitting in a small coffee shop, Val held the steaming cup of coffee between the palm of her hands. Feeling the heat from the plastic cup, warming up her hands as she sipped on the hot beverage. Half of her brown hair pulled up into a messy bun, whilst the other half was loose. It was her day off, from working at the Museum; not feeling overly fussed about having her hair perfect and tidy like she would have most days. Sporting nothing but a normal t-shirt, with a over-sized hoodie she liked for comfort and her favourite pair of jeans, and boots. It was as casual, as Val would dress some days. But the young woman was paying attention to the man in front of her. The one and only Leo Dominguez. One of Rhodes new beloved and hard working police officer, whom also was a talented musician. Valerie could certainly vouche for him; having heard his music. And admittedly his southern, husky drawl sounded sexy when singing. A small on her face, as she was invested in the story he was telling her. Valerie couldn't help but admire him; he was always dedicated to helping protecting the people of Rhodes, as well as his hidden talent. It was amazing, that he found time to do both.

Feeling her phone buzzing in her pocket, Val glanced down into her pocket seeing Ryleigh's name on her screen. "Sorry, I probably should answer that. I won't be long." she promised, giving Leo an apologetic smile.

"Of course, don't worry." Leo assured her with a simple nod. Letting Val answer the phone. His gaze still fixated on the beauty in front of him. Finding her smile to be somewhat hypnotising, anytime she glanced in his direction with that smile of hers.

Picking up the phone, Val was met with a panicky, squeaky voiced Ryleigh. "Leigh? What's wrong? Are you alright?" Val asked, her brows furrowing with worry. The two might have not been on the best of terms, these past 10 years. But she still worried when Ryleigh called her; especially when she sounded this weird over the phone. Leigh was usually bubbly and sassy. Never one to be panicked or squeaky over the phone. Something was seriously wrong. Wherever Ryleigh was, she had bad reception; as she could hear static in the background. "What?..sorry, I didn't catch that." Val told Leigh over the phone. Doing her best to make out whatever Leigh was mumbling on about.

Sniffling over the line was still heard. "I...I am at the hospital with Jimmy. Austin...he's....bad car accident." Leigh mumbled out, between shaky breaths. "The doctors don't think...he's gonna...survive." It felt like someone was tugging at her insides, trying to strangle her. Making it near impossible to tell, one of her friends that their Friend possibly couldn't make it, through the next few hours in the hospital. Her words coming out all in a jumbled mess.

It was like, Val had seen a ghost when she finally heard what Leigh had said over the other line. Her face looking ghostly white. Eyes wide in horror. Feeling a sinking pit in her stomach. "Oh god...I'll be right there." Valerie promised, before managing to hung up the phone. Standing up, Valerie looked at Leo. "I am sorry. I...have to go. It's an emergency." Not really wanting to trouble him with the full details; when she herself didn't know the full extent of the details herself. Rushing out of the café, with her coffee in hand. Feeling the breeze rush through her hair, as she dashed through the familiar streets of Rhodes town. The hospital a few blocks away, from where she had currently been. Valerie didn't recall the last time, she had run so fast. All but bursting through the hospital main doors, out of breath. Seeing her friends in the waiting room, along with members of Austin's family. All looking pasty white with worry, and teary eyed. Valerie had no words of comfort, for anyone. How could she? Never having been in a situation like this. She could only hope, that Austin would pull through, and that the doctors could save his life. Sitting by Leigh on one of the chairs in the waiting room; it seemed like time dragged on before standing still when she saw one of the doctors heading in their direction, after what felt like hours. When it was a few mere minutes after her arrival. Everyone looked up at the doctor expectantly; waiting to hear news. Any news.

"I am sorry....we did all we could, but unfortunately there's nothing more we could have done in his condition..." Seeing the doctor's lips kept moving. But the rest of the words just seemed like a blur to everyone in the waiting room. Hearing the news that Austin had died. That he was no longer there, with them hit hard. Feeling Ryleigh collapse against her, in tears. Valerie wrapped her arms around her, as tears slide down her cheeks.


Neither Val nor Leigh had slept very well, the last few nights. Both haunted with Austin's death and already feeling his absence. Austin was no longer there to keep Ryleigh in check; even if she had matured over the last 10 years, no longer there to offer any of them advice, no longer to cheer Valerie up, when she felt like everything was her fault. Neither of the girls knew, that Jimmy had gotten in touch with Ray since Austin's death. And that soon enough, that Val would have to face the ghosts of her past with Raymond's return. Sitting on her bed, Valerie was staring at her wardrobe; debating with herself if she should pack her things for the lake house, or just stay at home. The girls, along with Jimmy had learned that Austin wanted everyone to reunite at the lake house for one last time. Valerie hadn't been at the lake-house in so long. Not since they all had graduated. After Ray had left Rhodes, it just didn't feel the same; going there without him. Yet the place held so many memories, for all of them. Maybe it would be worth going there, one last time? Just Maybe...


She certainly hoped, that he wasn't saying that for her benefit when he assured her that she hadn't offended him with her questions earlier. Despite his change of facial expressions earlier; she took his word, for now. But in the back of her mind, she was still a bit concerned. But kept her face neutral enough that her concern and feelings were hidden. Rosalind was a master of keeping her feelings to herself. Something that she had done well since childhood. Mainly because of certain pressures in her life, growing up had led to to keeping things bottled up. Not wanting to cause a fuss for anyone, like her parents when some matters had been brought up at home. Rosalind had always been obedient and kept quiet. Just like her sisters had. None of them had been brave enough, to question the authority of their parents or anyone else for that matter. It was probably why, she had a bit of a 'poker' face, even in front of people like this King here, himself. Knowing that a simple mistake, or her letting her mess of emotions be exposed...would cause some sort of issues. And she wanted that to be averted.

As he assured her, that she was more than a simple guest and special; Rosalind knew that she had to be patient as to why that was so. But she was willing to wait, to hear the reasons why she was considered to be 'different' than the other guests.

"It's bit easier, said than done." Rosalind said honestly, when he mentioned ignoring the others. Unlike Alexander, Rosalind wasn't used to ignoring people. Especially not when she felt all those prying eyes fixated on them. It was something, that she hadn't quite had gotten the hang of yet, whilst others may have. "I don't see why, they would be envious of me. Apart from the fact, that everyone most likely desires your attention My Lord." Rosalind was always ever so modest. But her words spoke volumes of truth. Whilst he may have been trying to assure her, that things were alright. It didn't stop her from feeling any and all prying eyes, that were settled on them during their exchange.

Feeling him take a hold of her hand once more, the young Princess felt the return of the familiar warmth of his hand against hers; along with the tingle that left against her skin. Despite the various emotions cursing through her right now, the hand touch brought her some comfort. Even if small. But no doubt, it was something that was probably noticeable between them; especially with so many eyes watching them. Whether from other guests, or the servants that were keeping an eye on the guests and making sure that their needs were being met.

His next question took her by slight surprise. Rosalind hadn't been expected for anyone to ask that. How did he even know? That was another question. A slight frown on her face; clearly not too happy about being asked such a personal question. When she probably wasn't in the same boat, as other Princesses, and young ladies here. Yet, he had signalled her out for some reason. "A bit more personal than I was expecting, if I am being honest. She answered truthfully, with a sigh. "But my parents, encouraged me to come here. They have been trying to find me a suitable husband, as any parent would for their daughter. I am sure, that many other people here, in that same situation, as myself." If that was considered influence, than so be it. The truth was out. Not sure how well he would receive such an answer. But she wasn't going to tell him otherwise. Rosalind was being honest. She wouldn't feed him lies, like other women might have. That was not in her nature to do such a thing. Watching for any change of expression; as she attempted to read his after what she had just told him.

lots of plotting
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