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🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

Annabelle Lafeyette

Annie's parent's house

Annie frowned. The officer was adopted too? Did she understand? It seemed like it was over, for now. Detectives Isabella and Gold began to wrap up their investigation and leave. "Okay. Okay, I won't hesitate. Goodbye. Thanks for...coming?" She wasn't really sure what the polite way to bid a pair of officers ado was. She looked over at Doug and then back at the detectives.

She stood up and began to follow them out, not pressuring them but sort of acting as a barrier into the rest of the house that was slowly closing as the two made their way close to the door. She waved one last time and then closed it behind them, locking the door. Annie exhaled a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding. That was stressful. Hopefully she could put the whole thing behind her. Now it was off to college.

...

Annie went over to the blinds and peeked through the window, watching the detectives in their car. She really didn't want to go out there. She didn't feel safe. Annebelle wanted to be safe, indoors, where no magic wizards could attack her with scary mind blasts, or whatever the hell she thought she saw. Maybe...maybe she'd stay inside, for now. Skip classes for the day. There was no reason to go everyday, and she was doing well enough in the classes should would miss today, right? Annie peeled apart the blinds and scanned the environment outside.

The Gauntlet

well, i hate to say it, @Randomness but i'm going to have to officially drop out. no one else is posting anymore and im trying to cut back on the RP's i'm in.

i had a lot of fun and if it was more active i'd absolutely keep playing. i wish i had answers as to why everyone stopped posting but i really don't, sorry Randomness. the only reason i'm dropping out is because, well, like, everyone else did but they didn't take the time to announce it.

sorry crazy tazer if you're reading this but you haven't posted in a month and one of my characters is basically in limbo now because of that. no hard feelings

like i said i had fun. if this RP gets rebooted i wish you the best Randomness but i won't be able to join. i'm in like...seven roleplays right now that i joined before starting college and now that I'm in college i just don't have as much time as I used too. good luck with your future RPs GM

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Camp

Dareen had time to fume on her way over, though she was still annoyed at her outfit. But by the time she had arrived at the camp and the sun was setting, her unusually flared temper had settled. Putting some distance between herself and the Black jeweled interloper had helped. SaDiablo. Another one of the Queen's pawns? But he had let them go. Apparently things were always more complicated than they seemed and the others weren't sure what to make of it. But Dareen had been distracted the entire time, and while she thought she might be able to get used to this disguise, she honestly, really couldn't.

And everyone else just had a shitty time, too. Fatima looked totally out of it. Probably had something to do with the effects darker jewels had on her. Dareen wasn't so sure if her having a lighter jewel was a good thing or a bad thing.

But she couldn't spend a minute more in this dress. Dareen vanished inside the cabin and emerged a few minutes later back in her old dusty desert nomad outfit, complete with hood. She had rubbed some of the make up off but she didn't want to waste any water on washing it off. The Pruulish witch had been mostly silent whenever she and the others interacted. She still wasn't entirely sure on where she stood with Faeril or Xandar. But she was here to help. This was, as best as she could tell, her cause now. She was looking for a purpose and she had found it. This dysfuntional little group of misfits. Darkness help her, Dareen thought.

She would ruminate more deeply on her purpose in life later. Right now it was time to relax a little bit. Walking with her learned toughness, no longer having to conceal herself, Dareen was happy to be walking on the grave of Ranina. Still, she had vanished the dress just in case. After all, they spent so much time making it.

So the mercenary stood by the fire, her arms crossed, saber recently summoned and stored on the sheathe at her hip. Though her bow, quiver, shield, and knives were still vanished. After a moment she frowned and extended her palm for a canteen of ale to appear in. She unscrewed the tap and took a swig. It had been a while, and it tasted bad but it made her feel good. Relaxed. She looked to the people who happened to be closest to her- Mikhail and Fatima- and swished the flask around, offering it to them wordlessly.

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

oof...real big apologies for the wait. i thought i could get a post up but i couldnt. i would do it tonight but i have to work on a project.

i'll get a post up tomorrow. for sure. after that it's spring break and ill have plenty of time

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

will be getting a post up soon

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Operation: Ground the Harpy

Chloe Bridgette Cakebread-Yonaka

Chloe heard a gunshot, but it wasn't what she was expecting. A single gunshot? Where they really only up against one person? Unfortunately for the young brit, she couldn't see where the bullet was coming from through the smoke, and even if she did it was at such a bizarre angle there was no way she could block it with Ritz.

That was why her sprint was ended prematurely as a bullet entered her right shoulder and exploded out the other end, a violent spray of crimson splashing across the grass. "UOAH!" Chloe cried out in pain as she span from the impact, tripping over her boots. She hit the ground hard and her sten gun scattered in the grass. Ritz looked back at her user, the surprise plain on her helmeted face, and dashed over to protect her.

Chloe was face up, limbs sprawled, her left hand on her shoulder. The blood was painting her white crop top red, but a vast majority of the blood was pooling into a muddy puddle beneath her via the cavernous exit wound of the high caliber bullet.

"Ooohh...oooohh...shit...damn it..." Chloe groaned and then gasped for breathe. She had never been shot before. She had only been on the field for two bloody minutes. It really fucking hurt, and now she had to go home if she got out of this alive. How humiliating. Chloe giggled pitifully at her misfortune through her gritted teeth as frustrated, pained tears began to fall down her face.

Ritz loomed over her fallen form and eventually hoisted her by the armpits, causing the brit to cry out again. But she had to get to better cover. There was a tree nearby and Chloe was dragged towards it. There was a startling amount of blood that trailed behind her from the pool that was being formed underneath her. Propped up against a tree she leaned forward and let Ritz apply pressure to the exit wound, though the blood flow continued. The agent was breathing heavily, sweat drenching her pain-twisted face, and somehow the smile never left her lips, because if anyone could see the humor in the situation it was the person who just got shot. Just her fucking luck!

Puttin' on the Ritz was still emitting a smoke screen but it was clear to everyone that it didn't do anything.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

well, i dunno. if i knew how i wouldn't be so unsure about what to post! lol

but you know, Faeril asked a question and i dont think it would be Dareen who would jump into answer it. just little stuff like that. i'll have a post up, though, i think i'm figuring something out. ill probably just start typing random stuff down until i come up with something okay :P

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

now i just don't know what to write. i don't want to write other people or myself into a corner, lol. dareen is a minor character right now so i want to take a backseat , but i also dont want to not write anything.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

Annabelle Lafeyette

Annie's parent's house

Annie wasn't really sure what to say. She thought she was crazy. But she also didn't want to admit she tore up the letter, because this sounded like evidence. She really did make a lot of mistakes. Not to mention, she just wanted to go back to her normal life. "Y-yes, it did. I...I tore it up though. It's in shreds in my trash can. I know I should recycle paper I was just...mad. At the letter. I guess." She half-heartedly laughed, nervous, rubbing her arm with her hand.

"It's just...I didn't think...you would know about the letter. That's crazy, right?" She looked over to Detective Gold who was still on the phone. What was going on? Annebelle felt anxious, just like she did when she was talking to the stranger who made light come out of his hands. As if something big was going on, something she didn't understand, and Annebelle hated things she didn't understand.

"I just...I really need to get to college soon, actually." She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes, the young woman was uncomfortable.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

will be getting a post up tonight