xAsunaWolfx
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8 yrs ago
My username may contain wolf, however, I'm actually a dog. Give me attention.
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9 yrs ago
Do you realize that if you call a restroom a bathroom that has no bathing facilities in it, you're just lying to yourself and the rest of the world? :D
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10 yrs ago
I'm back :3
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Yo. I'm a university student. I do the honors program with a major in Biomedical science and a minor in microbiology. I might have a brain but I don't always use it (aka I say a lot of dumb shit). I love getting to know people and I've met some life long friends from this site. With that being said, I am very busy during the school year but I hope to be around here a little more like I was before guild fall. I guess I grew up on this site a little. I've been around here since I was 15, so I've been roleplaying for quite awhile. I love fantasy, slice of life, anime ....and the kind of stuff you only RP in PMs *SUBTLE HINT*. Guinea pigs are my favorite animals and tofu is my favorite food. Oh, and I'm not a white person. I'm more of a dark white.. not really black but grey if you will. I'm not really a normal person.
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Posted :3 *messes with people in Lib group*
Alkharn, Japan
The town of trade, home to the majestic World Tree, and place of masked strangers rushing from place to place. Sometimes the place stunk of beer, other times the sweet scent of a field of various flowers drifted into town. Maybe by luck would the monsters on Departure Island be smaller than the Massive Tree. Esdeath had no concerns of whether people wanted in or out of the game, she could care less honestly. Someone was going to get them out, eventually… right? Maybe someone along the lines could make her care as the range of her skills came with great advantages. Before anything could happen, she wanted to sight and breathe in the horrors of this island and….kill it but she did not yet want to choose which side to aid. As of right now she chose to travel with the Liberation group in the distance, at times traveling solo.
At the end of Garnet’s speech, she pushed the last grape into her mouth, her front teeth delaying a few seconds before deeming it to it’s certain death Beneath an oak tree. As the sugary substance coating her tongue, she smiled ferociously. Her idea was harmless in nature and required no commitment on her side.
After all the girl appeared harmless. Honey-blonde hair gently fell in waves to the middle of her back, complementing the girl’s blue eyes which feigned innocence. Being a innocent human simply wasn’t enough- they would always be required to join a guild when traveling with one, which is why she walked away from the shadows as a black cat with the same humanly eyes. It was as large as a great Dane. The fur was more rugged than normal adding to its size, giving the cat a more alarming appearance. Strangers were less likely to try and approach and coddle the cat, doubting that it was a cat and more of a panther. The game would say that she was nothing more than a cat. Yes, this would have to do.
Esdeath weaved between the crowds, keeping her eyes on the prize: Garnet. Not many threw a second glance to the cat. It was normal to see wandering , slightly harmless animals roaming buildings and the streets. However, someone who focused on the cat would notice it was slightly different from the others.
”YEAH FUCK THOSE BASTARDS” One gentleman had shouted, gulping liquid. Foolish Esdeath thought, knowing that he was likely intoxicating himself, increasing his chance of being killed. The larger animal “bumped” into, if not knocking the man over she probably wasted most of his drink. You’re welcome.
She leaped onto the platform after he performed his speech on, others from the crowds shouted their overly prideful responses back. If cats could laugh, she probably would. Most of these people would shiver in their shoes and flee before they ever got to the island.
Esdeath asserted her presence, walking in tightly-knit circles around the Garnet’s feet. The cat purred, nudging his hand as if she were saying “Take me with you please.” Of course, transforming was only part of her plan. She wanted to have a little “fun” on the way.
The town of trade, home to the majestic World Tree, and place of masked strangers rushing from place to place. Sometimes the place stunk of beer, other times the sweet scent of a field of various flowers drifted into town. Maybe by luck would the monsters on Departure Island be smaller than the Massive Tree. Esdeath had no concerns of whether people wanted in or out of the game, she could care less honestly. Someone was going to get them out, eventually… right? Maybe someone along the lines could make her care as the range of her skills came with great advantages. Before anything could happen, she wanted to sight and breathe in the horrors of this island and….kill it but she did not yet want to choose which side to aid. As of right now she chose to travel with the Liberation group in the distance, at times traveling solo.
At the end of Garnet’s speech, she pushed the last grape into her mouth, her front teeth delaying a few seconds before deeming it to it’s certain death Beneath an oak tree. As the sugary substance coating her tongue, she smiled ferociously. Her idea was harmless in nature and required no commitment on her side.
After all the girl appeared harmless. Honey-blonde hair gently fell in waves to the middle of her back, complementing the girl’s blue eyes which feigned innocence. Being a innocent human simply wasn’t enough- they would always be required to join a guild when traveling with one, which is why she walked away from the shadows as a black cat with the same humanly eyes. It was as large as a great Dane. The fur was more rugged than normal adding to its size, giving the cat a more alarming appearance. Strangers were less likely to try and approach and coddle the cat, doubting that it was a cat and more of a panther. The game would say that she was nothing more than a cat. Yes, this would have to do.
Esdeath weaved between the crowds, keeping her eyes on the prize: Garnet. Not many threw a second glance to the cat. It was normal to see wandering , slightly harmless animals roaming buildings and the streets. However, someone who focused on the cat would notice it was slightly different from the others.
”YEAH FUCK THOSE BASTARDS” One gentleman had shouted, gulping liquid. Foolish Esdeath thought, knowing that he was likely intoxicating himself, increasing his chance of being killed. The larger animal “bumped” into, if not knocking the man over she probably wasted most of his drink. You’re welcome.
She leaped onto the platform after he performed his speech on, others from the crowds shouted their overly prideful responses back. If cats could laugh, she probably would. Most of these people would shiver in their shoes and flee before they ever got to the island.
Esdeath asserted her presence, walking in tightly-knit circles around the Garnet’s feet. The cat purred, nudging his hand as if she were saying “Take me with you please.” Of course, transforming was only part of her plan. She wanted to have a little “fun” on the way.
Ayaka-san! Get up. A pet yearning for its owner to rise from a 4-hour long slumber was no one’s ideals way of waking up. Slimy noses and eager licks to the face that made your cheeks go numb from the cold wasn’t favorable. This one not only came as a morning alarm you could not ignore, but in telepathic messages that flooded your half-awake brain and a mattress that would wave and tumble beneath it’s paws.
“Fox..… your cuteness is the only thing keeping you from becoming my rug” Ayaka grumbled, using one hand to abruptly slam down onto the tissue box on the nightstand, viscously plucking one tissue from its resting place and patting away the fox salvia from her face. Sitting upright in the bed, the seventeen year old felt a wave of determination, you know, the type you’d feel at the start of a new school year that slowly (or quickly) drained you of all positive energy you could handle. “Let’s do this.”
Ayaka had removed most of her clothes, besides some booty shorts that read “A$$” before she noticed how the window blinds were wide open. “Eh. I’m almost done.” She shrugged her bra to the floor, wiggling the shorts down over the larger curve of her backside as she gazed at the boring school uniform beneath her eyelashes. “That uniform needs a little somethin something.” How her skirt ended up an inch or so shorter , the shirt squeezing her curves a little tighter, and the neck having a deeper V-line was a mystery to her. She cut the bow in such a way that it would complement her high pony tail and sparkle some in the sunlight. She had to part ways with her armor for the time being but she wasn’t letting it go without…compensating. The last thing she gathered was her whip, sticking it to her side, and somehow the magical thing read “Lets get illuma-naughty” all down the side.
Ayaka walked into class about 5 minutes before it started, nodding to the ubberly happy professor with a scornful half-attempted smile before cutting eye contact abruptly and taking a window seat. Why was he…so happy? IN the morning? How was that even physically possible? Did he even have a family?
A thump near the automatic doors pulled Ayaka out of her head. Somebody ran into the doors. A hand flew up to cover her full lips that she giggled silently into, it was her luck that she was sitting in front of whoever this was- a nice distraction for the incoming , painfully long lessons to come. Soon Ayaka was prompted to introduce herself first, a constant horror people with last names in the beginning of the alphabet would always suffer. “Sure.” She replied nonchalantly, tilting her head to the side. “I’m Ayaka Cho. Sometimes I go by Talia. I come from Japan and English is my second language, something I’m bound to fuc-“ Ayaka stopped in the middle of the curse word, replacing it with something more kid friendly. “Mess up.” She flashed a brilliant smile at her teacher.
Everyone else in the class could see a fox slyly slipped away beneath the rows of desks and hid skillfully behind ayaka’s legs all during her short introduction, “disappearing” from the scene.
She stifled a smirk and sat down, sending a telepathic message to her animal. You followed me to class. You’re gonna get fed to the griffons on of these days. I don’t think he saw you, you lucked out.
“Fox..… your cuteness is the only thing keeping you from becoming my rug” Ayaka grumbled, using one hand to abruptly slam down onto the tissue box on the nightstand, viscously plucking one tissue from its resting place and patting away the fox salvia from her face. Sitting upright in the bed, the seventeen year old felt a wave of determination, you know, the type you’d feel at the start of a new school year that slowly (or quickly) drained you of all positive energy you could handle. “Let’s do this.”
Ayaka had removed most of her clothes, besides some booty shorts that read “A$$” before she noticed how the window blinds were wide open. “Eh. I’m almost done.” She shrugged her bra to the floor, wiggling the shorts down over the larger curve of her backside as she gazed at the boring school uniform beneath her eyelashes. “That uniform needs a little somethin something.” How her skirt ended up an inch or so shorter , the shirt squeezing her curves a little tighter, and the neck having a deeper V-line was a mystery to her. She cut the bow in such a way that it would complement her high pony tail and sparkle some in the sunlight. She had to part ways with her armor for the time being but she wasn’t letting it go without…compensating. The last thing she gathered was her whip, sticking it to her side, and somehow the magical thing read “Lets get illuma-naughty” all down the side.
Ayaka walked into class about 5 minutes before it started, nodding to the ubberly happy professor with a scornful half-attempted smile before cutting eye contact abruptly and taking a window seat. Why was he…so happy? IN the morning? How was that even physically possible? Did he even have a family?
A thump near the automatic doors pulled Ayaka out of her head. Somebody ran into the doors. A hand flew up to cover her full lips that she giggled silently into, it was her luck that she was sitting in front of whoever this was- a nice distraction for the incoming , painfully long lessons to come. Soon Ayaka was prompted to introduce herself first, a constant horror people with last names in the beginning of the alphabet would always suffer. “Sure.” She replied nonchalantly, tilting her head to the side. “I’m Ayaka Cho. Sometimes I go by Talia. I come from Japan and English is my second language, something I’m bound to fuc-“ Ayaka stopped in the middle of the curse word, replacing it with something more kid friendly. “Mess up.” She flashed a brilliant smile at her teacher.
Everyone else in the class could see a fox slyly slipped away beneath the rows of desks and hid skillfully behind ayaka’s legs all during her short introduction, “disappearing” from the scene.
She stifled a smirk and sat down, sending a telepathic message to her animal. You followed me to class. You’re gonna get fed to the griffons on of these days. I don’t think he saw you, you lucked out.
i shall revel in gaaame. maybe she can be swayed by....whom ever.
im just waiting lol
♫Real Name: Melody
♫Sex: Female
♫Age: 17 ½ years
♫Nationality: British
♫Race: Human (Shifter?)
♫Level: 69
♫Class:
♫Class Mastery Level: 101
♫Abilities- Current& past transformations:
~MAIN: Phoenix
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~A Bat
♫Sub-Class(es): (Haven’t decided on second one)
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♫Stats: 690
♪Strength: 111
♪Agility: 90
♪Vitality: 169
♪Dexterity: 111
♪Resistance: 130
♪Intelligence: 70
♪Stamina/Willpower: 200
♪Max HP: 47, 320
♪Max Stamina/Mana: 24,000
♫Equipment:
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♫Miscellaneous Items:
-A few healing potions
-Various snacks
-A bow, the accessory
♫Faction: To be decided in RP
♫Personality:
The first thing someone would notice about Melody is that she’s flirty and enjoys comic relief. Not to the point where it annoys other but just enough to bring out qualities that would lead onto possible love. The girl is chatty as well but during serious combat times, she is found quiet & really won’t say much outside of planning with teammates and saying sly remarks to her enemies. There is a true divison between fight and play, rooting to her core of intelligence and knowledge of the game. She loves to aid the beginners. That being said, she is not without flaws… at times she can be hot headed and overly react to irritation, sometimes loosing control of a form and shifting into an animal. Once she had even injured a player on accident because of this. She may be a controversial friend at times but an important piece on the battlefield.
Most things has come easy to Melody, gamers who’ve attempted portrayal in the past…. Has regretted it. She isn’t necessarily sadistic but comes close to scratching the surface, impaling fear into her enemies. She is too observant for her own good with an internal instinct of being alerted by a presence she has not yet seen with her eyes. She can’t trust this animalistic instinct 100%, however it keeps her alert at its peak. Once or twice, she has seduced some men. This hobby eventually turned into an actual subclass. If you ever asked her about it, she’d shrug with a blush and say ,”Well, somebody has to have it.”
♫History:
No one could ever say Melody’s life had a true childhood. Sometimes she did frolic in the fields and cling to the safe-base tree when playing tag but those times never numbed the pain of a divorced family. Her mom drug in man after man. Some were nice but others left scars they had beaten onto a young girl. Despite this, Melody led a normal school life aside from the depressions she experienced. She lived by the rule ,”Don’t ask, Don’t tell.” No one ever knew of the mental and physical horrors she experience. She never wanted to be a burden to anyway. Soon, she took to a new life in new Terra online. It was like she had a NEW chance to live a life she had complete power over! She spent hours on this game as anyone in her shoes would too. She took the news of being stuck easier than most, like it was god sent news. She found those “Ahh..” moments you could treasure for ever- this was the place where she could admire the sunsets and flee to them, with no one holding her back. She can’t say whether this game saved her actual life. All she knows that you can’t play this game with a dead physical body. She scolded herself for these thoughts, keeping a more optimistic view of life at times but this place would always be her paradise. The only thing she wanted to come back for was her little brother, Ky.
♫Like/Dislikes:
Likes
+Animals
+Music
+Food
+Anime
Dislike
-Loud noises
-Meat
-People who get up early in the mornings and wake her up
♫ Other: Don’t ever ask me my favorite anime. But my favorite drama is Love in Tokyo. I love it alllll.
am i accepted :x? ^ great news
*shakes head* this convo
LupusIntus said
*Oprah rides in on a skateboard*YOU get a griffon, and YOU get a griffon! EVERYBODY GETS A FREE GRIFFOOOOOON!!!!
this^
yall already trying to get married lol
Lennon79 said
Then I would recommend they lay off the LSD.
B-but..... they're a shifter, lolol
if this doesn't start soon, i think i may try to murder someone in the early stages. If you wanna get married get murrieeed
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