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Other Roleplaying - Advanced / i can't escape this now . pafp
« : May 05, 2013, 09:59:55 PM »


" They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate "


the girl you see in the side lines. that never seems to exactly be there. but is always lost in another word. yet her body is clearly there. but her eyes say something different. her eyes are left foggy meaning her mind is off in the distance thinking about something that you can't understand. but only her eyes know and only her mind can comprehend.

she is different. a lot different. people worry about her. they all say she needs to get out more. but she says something different. she wants to be alone more than anything. well that's what her lips say. but her heart screams something different. she wants love. she wants the feeling of being in love. she wants someone who understand. someone who cares.

this girl has never been in a relationship. never. she never wanted to and no one ever rushed her. she always said she wanted to find the person she loved before she risked a heartbreak. that was always her worst fear. heartbreak. she hated seeing other people heartbroken and knew she wouldn't be able to heal a broken heart. so she simply stayed away from relationships to keep her heart safe from harm. although at one point she questioned why people fall in love. she always saw that when people fall in love they get hurt. and broken. so she questioned this and tried to say she would never fall in love. yet others told her just to wait her turn. saying her time would come for her to fall in love and that special someone would be there just in time. but she doubted it. she questioned everything they said. this love stuff. was not her thing.


" It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go "


this girl who questions the whole love thing in the first place is oddly named rose. everyone knows the rose stands for love. a flower given to someone by their lover. so she is set up for love. yet she shies away in fear of a broken heart. the full name of this girl is rose elizabeth parker. a somewhat common name for a not so common girl. some other basic information about dear rose she is at the age of seventeen and a half. her birthday is rounding the corner quite quickly. and shall i mention it is january 28th. rose comes in to stand at the tiny height of 5'3 and a half. a very tiny height. she is very pale. her skin is like fine china. clear and smooth with the dusting of freckles over her nose and cheekbones. something that really stands out about rose is her eyes. they are a mystical grey. with faint streaks of black marking little lines to her pupil. very stunning to an onlooker.

now something that does cause a little pride to feel her chest is her hair. long and elegant. it is a light blonde color and it is in usually messy tiny waves. and falls just past the middle of her back. something that she has found to love about herself. one thing though she sees as a downfall about herself is her build. she has a thin build with long arms and legs, that are both very thin. she has narrow hips. nothing exciting or amazing that she thinks any boy would want.

family? well from her family rose is set up to fail with love. her parents are divorced. they divorced when she was around seven. and she has not seen her father since then. but she has two older brothers. conner and cole. they are really the two people that matter most in her life. because her mother is usually working around the clock. and has missed practically rose's whole childhood.


" Your eyes, they shine so bright
I want to save their light "


a yawn caused her lips to part. her eyes still closed tight from sleep lurking in her body. her warm breath met with the cold air of her room causing a shiver to dance down her spine. tugging her eyes open. her grey orbs met her room with a vacant stare. blinking her eyes a few times to free the sleep still making her gaze hazy. her dark eyelashes fluttered in response of her opening and closing her eyes. bringing her hands together under the blankets she huddled in she laced her fingers together. pressing down her fingers popped quietly. causing a happy sigh to filter from her puckered lips. unlacing her fingers she used both her hands to shove the blankets off her thin body. pushing them down to the end of her bed. slowly pushing herself up off the mattress she swung her legs to the side. her bare feet met the wooden floor with a welcoming clap. yet the wood floor felt like ice over the pavement. shivering slightly she stood slowly. making sure to hold her balance after a good night's sleep. once finding her footing, she took a step.

walking over across her room she pulled her grey eyes across the pastel colored room. rose's gaze flickered over the objects in her room before falling over a window on the side. with a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips she pushed it away regretfully. walking over towards the window slowly, sleep dragged in her slow movements. she didn't have to get up this early on a cool spring saturday. but she always woke up early. it was like a alarm clock was stuck in her body causing her to wake up. nearing the window she looked up. the wonderful new sun sprinkling little light into her sparkling grey eyes. pressing close to the window she could feel the chill of the morning air just through the glass. then slowly lifting a delicate hand she pressed it to the glass. the chill send a delighted shiver through her skin. waking her still sleeping body. with a sigh falling from her puckered lips. her eyes stared vacantly through the clear glass. and then she pushed away. quickly turning on her heel and facing the opposite direction.


" I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how "


walking across her room she came to the door. reaching out she twist the knob with a flick of her wrist and then tugged it open. slipping out into the hallway. she knew her mother most likely would already be at work and her brothers would be still sound asleep down the hall in their bedrooms. slipping into the hallway she glanced down each ends. seeing nothing as she hoped for she carefully tip toed across the hallway and into the bathroom across the hall. once in the bathroom she turned and locked the door behind herself. and then turned to the shower. turning the knobs she let the water pour from the shower head. beginning at a very cold tempature. stepping away she peeled her clothes from her body and then strode across back over the the shower. reaching a hand out under the cascading water it was now a nice warm tempature. and with a little nod she slipped in under the running water.

with a little click the water stopped running. pulling back the curtain she reached out a hand and grasped the toweling hanging from the side of the shower. pulling it in she dried her hair and then her body. stepping out onto a little rug she wrapped the towel around herself. walking through the bathroom she gripped the towel in one hand and unlocked the door with the other. pulling it open cold air shot at her bare skin. and a little shiver pulled across her body causing small goosebumps to appear over her skin. walking shiftly across the hallway she quickly escaped into her room. closing the door behind her with a little click. with a sigh she walked over to a small desk she had for doing her hair and make up. she stopped and sat down on the little bench. pulling out her hairdryer she began with that first. dying her hair. her hair came out puffy with waves melted into it. digging around in a drawer she pulled out her brush and combed through her hair with ease. causing the puffiness to flatten and she was left with relaxed waves through out her hair now. it looked nice and it was good for her now.

now setting out some make up she moved her hand around a few things. and decided to skip foundation today. because the foundation covered up her freckles and she kinda liked them some days. and today she was in one kind of mood that she wanted her freckles noticeable. picking up her black eye liner she went to putting it on. only on the top and creating a wing on both eyes. with a sigh falling from her lips she curled her eye lashes and then applied a layer or two of mascara to her lashes. causing her grey eyes to scream out. and directing almost everyone's attention straight to her eyes now.

pushing herself up from the little stool she walked over to her closet. reaching inside she pulled out a pair of tight skinny jeans. and then a loose top with an infinity sign across the chest. dropping the towel rose pulled on the clothes gratefully. once on she looked down at herself and nodded in approval. the skinny jeans hugged her thin legs nicely and the loose top hung over her top half. yet it showed the skin above her jeans and her hip bones were rather noticeable. turning she walked over and found her royal blue vans. tugging them on her feet she then slid across her room to her dresser. in the top drawer was her hats. pulling out a black beanie she pulled it on her head. fixing it til it looked normal and somewhat nice. with that she grabbed her phone off her bed and slipped it into her back pocket. next she was headed out the door.


" When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes "


entering the hallway she gave a little sigh through her lips and turned. coming to a set a stairs down to the first floor of the house she trotted down them. her shoes clicking as they connected with each step. once at the bottom she gave a glance around the living room with lazy eyes until they rested on a woman in the kitchen. her mother. stopping in her tracks her eyes widened slightly as she raised her hand in a little wave towards her mother. and her mother glanced up with matching grey eyes and nodded to her questionly. " rose, honey, where are you off to today " she asked softly in a voice like a melody. with a little tilt of her head rose answered, " i'm off to the coffee shop just in town and then maybe do a little shopping " rose's voice had the same song singing voice like her mother. and yet they looked a lot alike. but nothing in their personalities made them a like. they were total different people. and that was the way rose wanted it.

walking towards the front door she didn't look back at her mother just continued on her way. opening the door she slipped outside shutting it behind her. once out in the cool air she glanced around. she could see the coffee shop from her house. starting down the sidewalk she came to the coffee shop in what seemed like no time. pulling open the little glass door a bell jingled in a welcoming. glancing around inside when she was fulling engulfed in the warmth of th store. her eyes flickered over the people inside. only a few others. and mostly were older couples sitting together sipping over coffee. walking up to the counter rose looked up at the young man working the counter. he was about her age and she guessed he went to school with her. giving a nod to him he knew exactly what sher wanted from the many times rose had came here in the past. a warm tea with one mint leaf. a sigh escaped her pale lips as she payed and turned.

walking over to a booth near a window she sat down as the old booth squeaked under her light weight. looking up with her foggy grey eyes as the young man brought her tea. gladly taking it between both of her hands she took a sip from the mug. swallowing the sweet warm liquid. she let a tiny smile pulled across her lips. then lowering the drink to the table i clicked as she set it down. then suddenly the bell jingled again signally someone was entering. raising her gaze slowly to the door she saw another young woman enter. someone she had never seen before. and yet something moved within her. rose tilted her head slightly. watching him for a moment. before realizing she was staring and she adverted her gaze. looking away she glanced down at the mug of tea before her. yet some how she found herself looking back towards the female.

plot;;
please play a female, that is interested in rose. and is certain about her sexuality being lesbian!!! and she can either be sweet, forceful, anything you want! but please play a female! thank you, lovely!


" It's where my demons hide "

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" They say that love is forever "

the girl you see in the side lines. that never seems to exactly be there. but is always lost in another word. yet her body is clearly there. but her eyes say something different. her eyes are left foggy meaning her mind is off in the distance thinking about something that you can't understand. but only her eyes know and only her mind can comprehend.

she is different. a lot different. people worry about her. they all say she needs to get out more. but she says something different. she wants to be alone more than anything. well that's what her lips say. but her heart screams something different. she wants love. she wants the feeling of being in love. she wants someone who understand. someone who cares.

this girl has never been in a relationship. never. she never wanted to and no one ever rushed her. she always said she wanted to find the person she loved before she risked a heartbreak. that was always her worst fear. heartbreak. she hated seeing other people heartbroken and knew she wouldn't be able to heal a broken heart. so she simply stayed away from relationships to keep her heart safe from harm. although at one point she questioned why people fall in love. she always saw that when people fall in love they get hurt. and broken. so she questioned this and tried to say she would never fall in love. yet others told her just to wait her turn. saying her time would come for her to fall in love and that special someone would be there just in time. but she doubted it. she questioned everything they said. this love stuff. was not her thing.


" Your forever is all that I need "

this girl who questions the whole love thing in the first place is oddly named rose. everyone knows the rose stands for love. a flower given to someone by their lover. so she is set up for love. yet she shies away in fear of a broken heart. the full name of this girl is rose elizabeth parker. a somewhat common name for a not so common girl. some other basic information about dear rose she is at the age of seventeen and a half. her birthday is rounding the corner quite quickly. and shall i mention it is january 28th. rose comes in to stand at the tiny height of 5'3 and a half. a very tiny height. she is very pale. her skin is like fine china. clear and smooth with the dusting of freckles over her nose and cheekbones. something that really stands out about rose is her eyes. they are a mystical grey. with faint streaks of black marking little lines to her pupil. very stunning to an onlooker.

now something that does cause a little pride to feel her chest is her hair. long and elegant. it is a light blonde color and it is in usually messy tiny waves. and falls just past the middle of her back. something that she has found to love about herself. one thing though she sees as a downfall about herself is her build. she has a thin build with long arms and legs, that are both very thin. she has narrow hips. nothing exciting or amazing that she thinks any boy would want.

family? well from her family rose is set up to fail with love. her parents are divorced. they divorced when she was around seven. and she has not seen her father since then. but she has two older brothers. conner and cole. they are really the two people that matter most in her life. because her mother is usually working around the clock. and has missed practically rose's whole childhood.


" Please stay as long as you need "

a yawn caused her lips to part. her eyes still closed tight from sleep lurking in her body. her warm breath met with the cold air of her room causing a shiver to dance down her spine. tugging her eyes open. her grey orbs met her room with a vacant stare. blinking her eyes a few times to free the sleep still making her gaze hazy. her dark eyelashes fluttered in response of her opening and closing her eyes. bringing her hands together under the blankets she huddled in she laced her fingers together. pressing down her fingers popped quietly. causing a happy sigh to filter from her puckered lips. unlacing her fingers she used both her hands to shove the blankets off her thin body. pushing them down to the end of her bed. slowly pushing herself up off the mattress she swung her legs to the side. her bare feet met the wooden floor with a welcoming clap. yet the wood floor felt like ice over the pavement. shivering slightly she stood slowly. making sure to hold her balance after a good night's sleep. once finding her footing, she took a step.

walking over across her room she pulled her grey eyes across the pastel colored room. rose's gaze flickered over the objects in her room before falling over a window on the side. with a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips she pushed it away regretfully. walking over towards the window slowly, sleep dragged in her slow movements. she didn't have to get up this early on a cool spring saturday. but she always woke up early. it was like a alarm clock was stuck in her body causing her to wake up. nearing the window she looked up. the wonderful new sun sprinkling little light into her sparkling grey eyes. pressing close to the window she could feel the chill of the morning air just through the glass. then slowly lifting a delicate hand she pressed it to the glass. the chill send a delighted shiver through her skin. waking her still sleeping body. with a sigh falling from her puckered lips. her eyes stared vacantly through the clear glass. and then she pushed away. quickly turning on her heel and facing the opposite direction.


" Can't promise that things won't be broken "

walking across her room she came to the door. reaching out she twist the knob with a flick of her wrist and then tugged it open. slipping out into the hallway. she knew her mother most likely would already be at work and her brothers would be still sound asleep down the hall in their bedrooms. slipping into the hallway she glanced down each ends. seeing nothing as she hoped for she carefully tip toed across the hallway and into the bathroom across the hall. once in the bathroom she turned and locked the door behind herself. and then turned to the shower. turning the knobs she let the water pour from the shower head. beginning at a very cold tempature. stepping away she peeled her clothes from her body and then strode across back over the the shower. reaching a hand out under the cascading water it was now a nice warm tempature. and with a little nod she slipped in under the running water.

with a little click the water stopped running. pulling back the curtain she reached out a hand and grasped the toweling hanging from the side of the shower. pulling it in she dried her hair and then her body. stepping out onto a little rug she wrapped the towel around herself. walking through the bathroom she gripped the towel in one hand and unlocked the door with the other. pulling it open cold air shot at her bare skin. and a little shiver pulled across her body causing small goosebumps to appear over her skin. walking shiftly across the hallway she quickly escaped into her room. closing the door behind her with a little click. with a sigh she walked over to a small desk she had for doing her hair and make up. she stopped and sat down on the little bench. pulling out her hairdryer she began with that first. dying her hair. her hair came out puffy with waves melted into it. digging around in a drawer she pulled out her brush and combed through her hair with ease. causing the puffiness to flatten and she was left with relaxed waves through out her hair now. it looked nice and it was good for her now.

now setting out some make up she moved her hand around a few things. and decided to skip foundation today. because the foundation covered up her freckles and she kinda liked them some days. and today she was in one kind of mood that she wanted her freckles noticeable. picking up her black eye liner she went to putting it on. only on the top and creating a wing on both eyes. with a sigh falling from her lips she curled her eye lashes and then applied a layer or two of mascara to her lashes. causing her grey eyes to scream out. and directing almost everyone's attention straight to her eyes now.

pushing herself up from the little stool she walked over to her closet. reaching inside she pulled out a pair of tight skinny jeans. and then a loose top with an infinity sign across the chest. dropping the towel rose pulled on the clothes gratefully. once on she looked down at herself and nodded in approval. the skinny jeans hugged her thin legs nicely and the loose top hung over her top half. yet it showed the skin above her jeans and her hip bones were rather noticeable. turning she walked over and found her royal blue vans. tugging them on her feet she then slid across her room to her dresser. in the top drawer was her hats. pulling out a black beanie she pulled it on her head. fixing it til it looked normal and somewhat nice. with that she grabbed her phone off her bed and slipped it into her back pocket. next she was headed out the door.


" But I swear that I will never leave "

entering the hallway she gave a little sigh through her lips and turned. coming to a set a stairs down to the first floor of the house she trotted down them. her shoes clicking as they connected with each step. once at the bottom she gave a glance around the living room with lazy eyes until they rested on a woman in the kitchen. her mother. stopping in her tracks her eyes widened slightly as she raised her hand in a little wave towards her mother. and her mother glanced up with matching grey eyes and nodded to her questionly. " rose, honey, where are you off to today " she asked softly in a voice like a melody. with a little tilt of her head rose answered, " i'm off to the coffee shop just in town and then maybe do a little shopping " rose's voice had the same song singing voice like her mother. and yet they looked a lot alike. but nothing in their personalities made them a like. they were total different people. and that was the way rose wanted it.

rose was definitely not going shopping. she had told her mother a simple lie. a lie she always told her when she was caught leaving. and her mother always bought the lie from her pale lips. and it was easily bought. for rose was not one for emotion so there for you saw nothing that would cause you to think she was lying. moving through the house like a faint spring breeze she made her way to the front door. reaching out with a delicate pale hand she gripped the frozen door handle. with a squeaky turn she tugged it open. letting in a breath taking cold blast. the spring here was cold with the screaming wind of winter. yet the town still welcomed spring daringly. stepping out into the backyard she took in a deep breath. the scents and smells filling her brain to capacity. walking over the hard grass that was painted with frost she looked ahead. the forest lay just behind her house and she was aimed towards it. her long legs carried her over the ground at a quick pace. she was coming close to the tree line. and with one final step she entered the forest.

once in the cover of the forest she glanced around and a smile dawned her pale lips. in the woods was the only time you would find some sort of emotion on her face. leaning forward slightly she lurched her thin body in a fast sprint. bolting through the trees and dancing over the thicket of underbrush. she ran with the gracefulness of a doe, and the mind of she wolf. suddenly she came to a clearing and she threw herself into the air. her feet leaving the ground swiftly. and suddenly she hit the ground again. although instead of feet paws touched the ground. and four were now sprinting over the dirt. she had become a thin she wolf with a snow white coat and mystical grey eyes. she look as though part of a fairy tale. something so mystical and breath taking it was unreal. but that is what rose really was. a wolf. she is also know as a werewolf. something that shifts from human to animal in mere seconds. coming to a swift halt she threw her head back quickly letting an enchanting howl come from her. throwing her head back down the sound was gone and the sound of other howls answered. with a quick bolt she was gone. into the forest with the brisk breeze.

plot;;
you can play another werewolf boy around her age, in the pack. or a boy from her school that becomes interested in her. or even a girl, i don't care. and it doesn't have to be a romance plot, they can just friends. i am open for any plot, or character. have fun! go crazy!   


" Please stay forever with me "

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Other Roleplaying - Advanced / the demons left inside . open
« : April 20, 2013, 07:46:08 PM »


" When the curtain's call
Is the last of all "


my white eyes narrowed slightly as the gates of heaven. i stood from the inside looking out. with my lips puckered a fumbling sigh fell into the warm air. walking forward a lace white dress fluttered around me. the soft fabric rubbing gently over the top of my knees. a light breeze ruffled my long blonde hair and my glowing white eyes flickered over the golden roads. my bare feet slapped the pavement without a sound as i walked towards the towering golden gate. nearing the entrance two lower ranked male angels stood with swords raised. giving the slightest nod of my head they both moved their hands and the gate creaked open. the massive towards swung to the widest they would go. and another sigh fell from my lips. i knew what i had to do. glancing towards one of the males i gave a nod. and his deep blue eyes were sad and longing. nodding again i looked forward. through the entrance clouds hung around with blue and sunlight piercing through them. leaning forward i broke out at a run. towards the gate. exiting the gate the golden pavement beneath my feet was growing to a paler color and becoming thinner. and then it all just stopped. my feet were gone from solid ground. and with than i pulled my large feathered wings towards my body wrapping them around me like a shield.

i fell to the ground with a sickening pace. my white eyes narrowed in disgust as i began getting closer and closer to the earth. i could already feel the sins in the air like a thick fog. making it hard to breath. pushing in on my chest. with a spin down i tilted my chin up to look down at the earth i was coming head on. and in one quick movement my massive feathered wings swung out. catching me like a parachute. turning upright i let my feet dangle and then my bare feet touch the ground lightly. the warm dying grass hard beneath my feet. rubbing against my soft skin irritably. pushing down the ends of my lace dress i felt another sigh falter from my lips. raising my head i fixed my posture. then folded my large wings against my back much like a bird would do.

" When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl "
   

raising my head i looked around. i stood exactly where i planned to be, in the middle of a field. away from everything. then something i expected hit me like a bullet. the explosion in my chest was hard and fast. but nothing really hit me. it was the presence of someone. raising my head my piercing white eyes hit their target. a male. he was tall, midnight black hair, pitch black eyes, and wore the only color he knew black. a few chains here and there on him. and a sickening smile on his lips. not to mention the sharpened animal teeth he had. taking a step towards him i shook my head. " hello ethan, you know why i'm here, " i said. my voice song singing but sounded as though it was thousands of years old. and it was. he gave a nod and stepped towards me with a chuckle forming through his teeth. and with that he grasped my wrist. sucking a lump down my throat i nodded. and with a puff of black smoke we were gone through the earth.

in another cloud of black we were somewhere totally different. hell. and i was purposely here. i was on a mission that was held at the hands of the angel here. with a tight breath i glanced around. my white wings burned in the darkness. and the screams of sinners made my stomach churn. glancing over at the demon he chuckled again. yanking my wrist free i motioned for him to lead me. watching him shrug he began walking. following behind i looked up. everything dark. black and deathly. watching as we passed through a solid black gate i cringed inwardly. but held my head high and my wings proud. with silent footsteps i followed. and tried to ignore the screams of pain of the humans. although they still echoed through my mind. fogging my vision. suddenly i felt a hand grasp my dress. pulling my head to the side i glanced down. a demon ripped the end of my dress and let out a hiss. my eyes glowed in anger and i let my wings out fluttering them slightly. only to see the thing shrivel back and laugh out cheerfully. shaking my head sadly i continued walking on my way behind the boy.

following him i heard the sound of iron doors creak open. watching doors to a room open i swallowed slowly. and followed in the door. looking around there were many things in the room. demons crawling around like animals. a few ghostly figures roamed aimlessly. and then the human like demons who stood around like the boy who lead me here. and lastly were hell's angels, or dark angels. they were like me. beautiful and flawless skin but there wings were solid black feathers. same as mine but black in coloring. something i didn't like seeing. and in the middle was a throne. and sitting in it was someone i hated. he had no wings and was dressed in all black. his eyes were grey, not the usual black for hell. but close. and he looked heavenly. although he was nothing close. and it took my breath away. his hair was a white blonde just like mine. in fact our features were quite the same. with tight lips i spoke.

" lucifer ..... "

" So they dug your grave
And the masquerade "


he eyes twinkled and a deep raspy chuckle left his lips. " ah, celestia, sister dearest " that was in fact true. i was lucifer's sister. and my name is celestia. it was something i regretted dearly. with a little shake of my head i rolled my eyes at him. " yes. and you know exactly why i am here " i said in a stronger voice than i had expected to come from my lips. watching him shake his head and stand from his throne. i held my ground before him. his expression changed quickly. anger swarmed him as he walked towards me. " oh dearest sister, i know why you are here. and i will not do as that god says! he means nothing to me! i shall not listen to words he has said! for i am stronger than thee! and you have mistaken me, dearest! and you shall pay! " his voice boomed in the room. the other creatures standing beside him cheered in agreement. but i stood there my eyes widened but i did not dare move or coward away from him. and i knew i should of. quickly he stepped back and shook his head before making a moment of his hand.

the next thing i knew the demons were on me. i was thrown to the ground. and i let a scream fall from my lips into the cold air. i claw of a demon dug into my face from my cheek bone dragging to my jaw. blood poured onto my skin as though i was a human. and then after that many scratches filled my body with pain. but suddenly it stopped. the demons scurried away from my beaten body. laying on the ground i turned my head just to see one of the dark angels approaching me. as a smirk drew across their lips they bent over me. grasping the tops of my wings and with a yank they pulled my wings from my body. i let out a bloodcurdling scream i know could be heard in heaven. it felt as though my bones were falling out. and broken into pieces. arching my back in pain i looked over seeing my perfectly white wings thrown to the ground and splattered in my blood. what had i done wrong? looking up at lucifer i shook my head. " oh dear brother you have done wrong.  you shall be preparing for a war " i said. anger shook through my body. but i did not move i was beaten far to bad to even move.

with a cry of pain i rolled over to my stomach. and then used my hands to push myself to my knees. bent over i sucked in cold air. i could hear everyone of the creatures in the room rejoicing happily for they had hurt the most powerful angel in heaven and taken her wings. but this was not the end for me. pushing myself to my feet i shook my hands. and quickly the room was taken over by a piercing light. all the creatures fell to their knees except lucifer. and with a mighty wind i was gone in a flash of white light.

" Will come calling out
At the mess you made "


i would've made it all the way to heaven but i was already beaten fall to bad. so i made it back to that field i landed in. landing on my knees no blood was on me. all the places were healed but left scars. so i had a long scar running from my cheek bone to my jaw on my face. with a tight breath i slowly stood. i knew my wings would regrow over time. but i was stuck on earth until they fully regrew. so i was stuck with the sinners and demons, along with other creatures that lived here. glancing around my eyes glowed a soft white and i ran a hand through my hair. my knees wobbled as i held my balance slightly. with a tired breath i glanced down my dress was torn and ripped and splatted with blood. what was i to do with myself until my wings regrew. what would i do. how would i live. i needed food. shelter. like a normal human. suddenly a soft voice broke the air. and i met the gaze of someone.

ooc;;
okay hopefully you get that plot. you play a boy. either a human, or any mythical creature. you find here and take her home. care for here. and she explains what she is. and then you two slowly fall for each other. soon the demons start looking for her and you protect her. then her wings regrow, a war brakes out. between heaven and hell. humans choose sides to fight on. and she helps you survive the war. but after it is all over and she must return to heaven how will the relationship stand in the end. so just pick up where i left off at!

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" Let them talk
 Let them say what they want "


my name? you ask my name? well it is hayden jane lyrics, but everone normall calls me sightless. you wonder where i got the name sightless from. well it is simple. well simple enough i guess. i am blind. i see nothing. nothing but black. it gets boring at times but i never knew anything different. so i guess you could say it is normal for me. normal for me to see nothing but black. although i will admit it gets old. you here everyone talking about the beautiful sights and colors. while i stand here with just black before me. nothing to smile at. or talk about. well you could talk about what i see. if you want to say only one word. nothing. well you could say black. that would explain it all. everything in my world.

i am sixteen. a great age for many. you can drive. become more independent. but not me. i'm still like a new born. wandering around sightlessly. okay well other than that. i have brown hair, i know that cause that is what everyone tells me. it comes to the middle of my back, well i know that because i can feel it there. my eyes. well that is a different story. you see due to my blindness they are a foggy blue. nothing beautiful. just foggy and almost lifeless. but they belong to me. okay. well i have two brothers. a seventeen year old one named jacob, and one that is eighteen that is named chase. they protect me from almost everything and others have told me they fight off guys that look at me. but i wouldn't know. would i? 


" We will laugh at the thought they don't know what we've got "

yes, i do get made fun of due to me being blind. and it doesn't help that i have a slight stutter. because that only gives them another fault to point out. guys. girls. everyone makes fun of me. only because i am different. and don't they know i wish i could see. i wish i could see the colors they can. they sometimes forget that i am human. that i hurt to. have emotions. that i can still cry.

but they don't care.

and i know they can hit me and i won't fight back. because first off i'm not the violent type. and how the heck would i know where to hit at. but if they come at me with hateful words i'll quickly shoot back something. that i am not shy of. i'll snap something out quicker than you could find a fault about me. so most of the people come at me and harm me physically not with words. cause i can fight back then, even with my stutter.


" Every year that goes by,
 a year older we are "


a yawn errupted from my pale lips. my warm breath entered the cold air around me. and quickly i heard my name being called sweetly by my brother, jacob. with a sigh i called back quietly telling him i was already awake. using one quick movement of my arm my sheets flung to the other side of the bed. and off my bare legs. pushing myself up my feet hit the cold floor with a quiet clap. standing up i threw my arms above my head and stretched my back out, causing it to release a pop. throwing my arms back down i walked across my room, reaching out pulling feeling the doorknob. i twisted the knob and pulled open the door. walking out and across the hallway. i carefully felt for the other knob to the door of the bathroom. and pulling it open i walked in closing it behind me.

exiting the bathroom a towel wrapped around me, and my wet hair hanging down my shoulders. entering my room again. i walked over to my closet. and felt with my hands the things hanging up in my closet. finding a pair of skinny jeans, by the way the feel of course i tugged them out. throwing them on my bed i felt for a shirt. finding a fitted tshirt i pulled it out. and then walking out of my room. down to my brother's room next to mine. knocking quietly he came to the door, holding up the tshirt he knew what i meant. " it's a light blue fitted tshirt, with a music note on it " he said. i nodded and then turned going back to my room. i have memorized the house so i don't have to feel around it anymore.

once in my room i dropped the towel. grabbing everything and getting dressed. drying my hair quickly i ran a brush through my mess of hair. letting it fall perfectly straight down my back. my bangs i fixed by feeling them. and i knew when my hair looked good or bad just by the way it felt. and it looked good my the way it felt today. not worrying with make up i never did. and by my brothers they said i was very pale. without any blemishes. finding my vans i slipped them on. and walked out my room down the hall. hearing my brother open the door. calling my name. scooping up my backpack i put it over my shoudler and walked over. following him out the door. i followed him to his truck and hearing my other brother leave before us heading to school. waiting as he held the door open i jumped in and buckled up.


" You'll still be beautiful then,
bless your beautiful heart "


pressing my lips together i hummed a soft little tune. thinking to myself and listening to the rumble of the engine as we went down the road. tapping my fingers on my legs i blinked my eyes slowly. of course seeing nothing. leaning back in the seat, i heard my brother cut off the engine. looking over at where he was. i raised an eyebrow and i could hear him chuckle softly. unbuckling and pushing open the door. i slid out. fixing my backpack over my shoulders. hearing the light tap of my shoes on the pavement a little smile brought to my lips. but then quickly dropped. walking forward i knew the school quite well. but my brother joined my side quickly. he was only a grade ahead of me and normally helped me when i needed it.

hearing him call to his friends i ignored him wildly. because well no one talked to me. tapping my brother on the shoulder i gave a little nod. telling him i was okay. and with that he went to his friends quickly. shrugging my shoulders slightly i turned to the front doors. walking briskly up the stairs, careful not to trip. and then once at the doors i felt around before finding the handle and pushing open the doors. once inside the sound of students about busted my eardrums. ignoring the noise i walked ahead weaving throughout the students by the sounds they made. then it hit me like a wave; " oh sightless, you running away, deary " the sickening voice of a girl i knew at elaine. a stuck up rich kid, a brat. spinning around i cocked my head to the side. " y-you dare t-talk to me like t-that, for y-you know i'll make you f-feel worse than i-i " i hissed out sharply.

turning on my heels. i starting off in a brisk walk in the other direction. ignoring her calling me still. raising a hand i ran my fingers through my hair. blinking my eyes slowly, just keeping them alive and well. even though they were useless. with a sigh erupting from my lips in the busy air of the hallways. i smirked at the thought of elaine's face. i wonder what she thought of it when i snapped at her everyday. laughing softly at the thought i gave my head a small shake stopping my laughter.


" They'll talk
 How crazy is it "


pressing my lips together again a little hum left my lips silently. walking through the hallways i heard the muffled voices about me. about the blind girl. and i was personally fine with the voices. they hurt. yes. but they weren't to bad if you ignored them. and they stayed hidden in the crowds. trotting up stairs to the second level of the school. only a few students were there. most were down stairs minding their own business. there was only a couple that hung up here and they didn't mind me here. they just simply ignored me and i was fine by that. they could all they wanted.

passing them quickly i heard their muffled talking. and rolled my foggy colored eyes without another thought. there also was a few lockers up here. and one of them was mine. stopping before mine i had memorized the code like a normal student. unlocking my locker i pulled it open. and threw a few things inside. and backed away slowly closing it again. and turning. walking to the next set of stairs. trotting up them. i was on the last level of the school. no one was ever up here and this where i stayed in the mornings.


" Someone could waste their whole life,
 helplessly "


but i stopped when i heard the voice of a boy and a lady from the office, mrs. walker. with a tight breath she must be showing a new student around the school. walking forward towards the side of the hall i hoped not to be noticed. but i heard mrs. walker gasp happily. " look, there is hayden " glancing up towards them. with foggy eyes. i noticed they were closer than i thought. figuring out exactly where they were by her voice i gave a small wave. " you can become good friends with hayden, but i do warm you she is  ..... blind " hearing her explain to the boy i gave a little sad sigh through my lips. she said i was blind like it was a curse. and in some way it is one. " but don't worry, she is just as sweet as the others "

hearing her talk about me. i gave a small shrug of my shoulders and then another little wave. " hi " i said softly. looking to where they are. hoping i was looking directly at them. but i could feel there eyes and i guessed i was right. taking a small step towards them. i waited for the new student to introduce themselves. so i just put on a little smile and looked up at them where ever they were.

" Just patiently waiting for a love like you and me "

ooc;;
you play the new student. who is a boy and gives hayden a chance to be his friend. and she gives him a chance. they become friends and hopefully it turns into something more. thank you! just post a picture of your character and your first post! i love you all!

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Other Roleplaying - Advanced / waking up in the dust . pafp
« : April 01, 2013, 12:42:30 AM »


"I’m waking up
I feel it in my bones "


the streets of la. a hard life for some. others have it easy. like me. but to have it easy you either have to be the life of the party or have connections. and well i have both. i am the leader of one of the best gangs in the city. and trust me that is a hard thing to do in la. because la is crawling with gangs. but let's say gang four twenty-one is on the top. and i am proud to say i lead that gang and call it my own. like a proud owner of a home or booming buisness. just about the same i guess you could say.
our gang isn't just your normal street rats either. we are the proud italians that call this city home. and everyone knows the rumors of the italians. we have a might fierce attitude, and are stunningly beautiful. and i like to think of myself as both. well let me introduce myself. even though my name is already through out the city. i am celestia rose strazzi. the age of nineteen. and the daughter of the mighty miechela 'stone table' strazzi. the once great leader of the four twenty-one's. ah. i was oh so proud of my father. and yet he was killed by our neighbor gang of the city. ugh. i can't stand them. and as he was bleeding out he handed the gang over to me. and i have run this gnag since i was seventeen so i have a few years under my belt. and might i say i run it quite well. and we have many members that our sure ruff as hell. and always have italian blood in their veins.

" Enough to make my system blow "

i had it all. everything a girl could want in a city like this. i had my future planned out before me. i would die the leader of this gang. pure and true. but i thought this would come a little too soon for my liking. let's just go back to that night shall we.
time for war. a proud smirk had dawned my lips early into the night. at my right side stood a tall man near the height of 6'5. my father's bestfriend and loyal companion. he was what i like to call the deputy of the gang. he helped me lead this group i called my own. tight black skinny jeans hugged my legs, black combat boots on my feet, and a bright red tight tank on my upper half. running a hand through my blonde hair i stalked through our group of italians. a few mumbled things back in forth to one another. the shadows of the alley keeping up well hidden as we waited for our war to start. we all tood together. me in front. about twenty men and women, and a few teens. but i only took the teens i knew could win a fight. brushing some dirt off my shoulder i glanced back and gave a strong nod to my fellow people. the people i called a family. but from the silence of the shadows and the screech of city life a pair of boots clicked the sidewalk.
turning my gaze from the darkness and to the front of the alley a single streetlamp illuminated the darkness. and a man stood with broad shoulders. the man that killed my father. suddenly more clicking of shoes came from behind him and about fifty or so gang members came from the darkness. my green eyes widened in shock for most were mearly young adults and teens. but i knew not to second guess their strength. for i am only nineteen and running this gang. stepping forward i cocked an eyebrow and tilted my head. studying the man. he had broad shoulders and a tall thick frame. shaking my head i head him nod and his gang was on top of us.
yanking a knife from my boot i flung forward. slashing a young women across the cheek. she stumbled back in pain as blood rushed from her new wound. voices were heard all around. and screams and cursing also fell about in the fight. looking forward i jumped at a younger man. he had to be quite younger than i. leaping forward with the knife out before me the knife hit his upper thigh. cutting deep. making a deathly wound. everyone knew my fight style. i never killed right away. i cut, giving wounds that would kill in a matter of minutes. but i never killed right away. leaping back. i glanced to where most of my members were fighting. and i caught sight of the man, leading the other gang lunge at my deputy. striking him dead on the spot. sucking in a tight breath i jumped and ran towards them. anger fresh in my flashing green eyes. lunging i got hit from the side.
hitting the concret hard. i gasped for air. nothing broken. springing to my feet i spun around seeing a young male the same age as i. i guessed. his mouth twisted in almost a sad expression and that was when he lunged. his knife grazed my side as i jumped to the side excaping the worst of the blade. i could feel blood rushing to the surface yet i moved quickly. my eyes locked on his. he lunged again this time his blade grazing my jaw. cutting a shallow place there. nothing to serious. and this time i jumped cutting a place around his chest. yet just grazing th skin. and then he threw his knife to the side and pulled back a fist. hitting me hard in the side of the head. and with that i collasped.
falling to the ground i groaned. and picked my head up seeing my gang had been killed off. it had gone by so fast. i was the only one left. rolling to my side i winced and looked up. the boy leaned over me as he yanked a metal cord from his pocket. he bent over and roughly took my wrist in his hands. and locked them together behind my back. and then a girl walked up behind him and brought a longer piece of cord. he kneeled beside me and moved my haair tying this piece around my neck. leaving a long piece hanging to be used as a leash. and he jerked me to my feet.

and that is where i am now.

" Welcome to the new age
To the new age "


my feet stumbled below my body as i caught myself. before falling back to the ground. my side bled as did my jaw. i could feel small drops of blood landing on my shirt as it leaked off my chin. looking up i heard the sicken laughter as someone yanked on the metal cord around my neck. gasping for air at the sudden tug. my green eyes shot up. meeting the dirt brown eyes of the leader. turning my head quickly to the side i heard him groan and yank the metal cord again. stumbling forward as he turned and began walking. following along behind like a puppy behind a human. i glanced around the other members of the gang walking around me. some laughed in delight at their new win. others just smirked in voctory. and this made my stomach churn in anger. i had let my father down. everyone was dead. but me.
a small bead of sweat rolled down my forehead. and the small droplets of blood still dropped onto my shirt. feeling another tug on the cord. i stumbled forward falling to my knees on the pavement. gasping for air. looked up from my position. my hands stilled tied behind my back. suddenly i was yanked to my feet and pulled inside a building. old and crumbling. once inside the sound of voice and selling of things. and the smell of achohal thick in the air. and i knew exactly where i was. in the main building for human trafficking. i was being sold into a slavery. god. how could this happen. i was just at the top of my game. and i had lost it all in the matter of minutes.
beginning pulled to the front of the building i felt many eyes melting into me. and then a hush fell over the room. stumbling up a pair of stairs as a new name yanked on the cord. looking up my eyes met the crowds'. whispering erupted throughout the place as all the eyes suddenly knew who i was. then another good yank on the cord caused me to fall on my knees. in the middle of what i guessed was a stage. my head hung lowly. but i peeked around me. others on the stage. young men and women also on their knees. with hand tied behind their backs. looking away i put my gaze on the floor. and that was when the man erupted in laughter.

" Welcome to the new age
To the new age "


he laughed for a moment longer and then cleared his throat. clearly about to speak before everyone. " haha, as we start a new night with new slaves to sell " he cheered and a few people cheered. " but for tonight we have someone very special here up for sell " he said and glanced down at me with a wide smirk.  all eyes falling onto me. " we have the amazing leader of four twenty-one here, miss celestia stazzi " he yelled and a few men whistled while other cheered wildly. i glared out at the crowd through angry green eyes. and i felt another tig on the cord. leaving me gasping for air once more. suddenly the man started yelling out things and apparently prices were being called out to buy me. i dare never thought i would be here. being sold to someone. i will not be a slave to anyone. i will not.

" i am radioactive "

ooc;;
this is just a random idea i had that came to mind rather quickly. and if you want to join just play a male around the age of nineteen. and please put a picture and start off where i left off at!

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" Let them talk
 Let them say what they want "


my name? you ask my name? well it is hayden jane lyrics, but everone normall calls me sightless. you wonder where i got the name sightless from. well it is simple. well simple enough i guess. i am blind. i see nothing. nothing but black. it gets boring at times but i never knew anything different. so i guess you could say it is normal for me. normal for me to see nothing but black. although i will admit it gets old. you here everyone talking about the beautiful sights and colors. while i stand here with just black before me. nothing to smile at. or talk about. well you could talk about what i see. if you want to say only one word. nothing. well you could say black. that would explain it all. everything in my world.

i am sixteen. a great age for many. you can drive. become more independent. but not me. i'm still like a new born. wandering around sightlessly. okay well other than that. i have brown hair, i know that cause that is what everyone tells me. it comes to the middle of my back, well i know that because i can feel it there. my eyes. well that is a different story. you see due to my blindness they are a foggy blue. nothing beautiful. just foggy and almost lifeless. but they belong to me. okay. well i have two brothers. a seventeen year old one named jacob, and one that is eighteen that is named chase. they protect me from almost everything and others have told me they fight off guys that look at me. but i wouldn't know. would i? 


" We will laugh at the thought they don't know what we've got "

yes, i do get made fun of due to me being blind. and it doesn't help that i have a slight stutter. because that only gives them another fault to point out. guys. girls. everyone makes fun of me. only because i am different. and don't they know i wish i could see. i wish i could see the colors they can. they sometimes forget that i am human. that i hurt to. have emotions. that i can still cry.

but they don't care.

and i know they can hit me and i won't fight back. because first off i'm not the violent type. and how the heck would i know where to hit at. but if they come at me with hateful words i'll quickly shoot back something. that i am not shy of. i'll snap something out quicker than you could find a fault about me. so most of the people come at me and harm me physically not with words. cause i can fight back then, even with my stutter.


" Every year that goes by,
 a year older we are "


a yawn errupted from my pale lips. my warm breath entered the cold air around me. and quickly i heard my name being called sweetly by my brother, jacob. with a sigh i called back quietly telling him i was already awake. using one quick movement of my arm my sheets flung to the other side of the bed. and off my bare legs. pushing myself up my feet hit the cold floor with a quiet clap. standing up i threw my arms above my head and stretched my back out, causing it to release a pop. throwing my arms back down i walked across my room, reaching out pulling feeling the doorknob. i twisted the knob and pulled open the door. walking out and across the hallway. i carefully felt for the other knob to the door of the bathroom. and pulling it open i walked in closing it behind me.

exiting the bathroom a towel wrapped around me, and my wet hair hanging down my shoulders. entering my room again. i walked over to my closet. and felt with my hands the things hanging up in my closet. finding a pair of skinny jeans, by the way the feel of course i tugged them out. throwing them on my bed i felt for a shirt. finding a fitted tshirt i pulled it out. and then walking out of my room. down to my brother's room next to mine. knocking quietly he came to the door, holding up the tshirt he knew what i meant. " it's a light blue fitted tshirt, with a music note on it " he said. i nodded and then turned going back to my room. i have memorized the house so i don't have to feel around it anymore.

once in my room i dropped the towel. grabbing everything and getting dressed. drying my hair quickly i ran a brush through my mess of hair. letting it fall perfectly straight down my back. my bangs i fixed by feeling them. and i knew when my hair looked good or bad just by the way it felt. and it looked good my the way it felt today. not worrying with make up i never did. and by my brothers they said i was very pale. without any blemishes. finding my vans i slipped them on. and walked out my room down the hall. hearing my brother open the door. calling my name. scooping up my backpack i put it over my shoudler and walked over. following him out the door. i followed him to his truck and hearing my other brother leave before us heading to school. waiting as he held the door open i jumped in and buckled up.


" You'll still be beautiful then,
bless your beautiful heart "


pressing my lips together i hummed a soft little tune. thinking to myself and listening to the rumble of the engine as we went down the road. tapping my fingers on my legs i blinked my eyes slowly. of course seeing nothing. leaning back in the seat, i heard my brother cut off the engine. looking over at where he was. i raised an eyebrow and i could hear him chuckle softly. unbuckling and pushing open the door. i slid out. fixing my backpack over my shoulders. hearing the light tap of my shoes on the pavement a little smile brought to my lips. but then quickly dropped. walking forward i knew the school quite well. but my brother joined my side quickly. he was only a grade ahead of me and normally helped me when i needed it.

hearing him call to his friends i ignored him wildly. because well no one talked to me. tapping my brother on the shoulder i gave a little nod. telling him i was okay. and with that he went to his friends quickly. shrugging my shoulders slightly i turned to the front doors. walking briskly up the stairs, careful not to trip. and then once at the doors i felt around before finding the handle and pushing open the doors. once inside the sound of students about busted my eardrums. ignoring the noise i walked ahead weaving throughout the students by the sounds they made. then it hit me like a wave; " oh sightless, you running away, deary " the sickening voice of a girl i knew at elaine. a stuck up rich kid, a brat. spinning around i cocked my head to the side. " y-you dare t-talk to me like t-that, for y-you know i'll make you f-feel worse than i-i " i hissed out sharply.

turning on my heels. i starting off in a brisk walk in the other direction. ignoring her calling me still. raising a hand i ran my fingers through my hair. blinking my eyes slowly, just keeping them alive and well. even though they were useless. with a sigh erupting from my lips in the busy air of the hallways. i smirked at the thought of elaine's face. i wonder what she thought of it when i snapped at her everyday. laughing softly at the thought i gave my head a small shake stopping my laughter.


" They'll talk
 How crazy is it "


pressing my lips together again a little hum left my lips silently. walking through the hallways i heard the muffled voices about me. about the blind girl. and i was personally fine with the voices. they hurt. yes. but they weren't to bad if you ignored them. and they stayed hidden in the crowds. trotting up stairs to the second level of the school. only a few students were there. most were down stairs minding their own business. there was only a couple that hung up here and they didn't mind me here. they just simply ignored me and i was fine by that. they could all they wanted.

passing them quickly i heard their muffled talking. and rolled my foggy colored eyes without another thought. there also was a few lockers up here. and one of them was mine. stopping before mine i had memorized the code like a normal student. unlocking my locker i pulled it open. and threw a few things inside. and backed away slowly closing it again. and turning. walking to the next set of stairs. trotting up them. i was on the last level of the school. no one was ever up here and this where i stayed in the mornings.


" Someone could waste their whole life,
 helplessly "


but i stopped when i heard the voice of a boy and a lady from the office, mrs. walker. with a tight breath she must be showing a new student around the school. walking forward towards the side of the hall i hoped not to be noticed. but i heard mrs. walker gasp happily. " look, there is hayden " glancing up towards them. with foggy eyes. i noticed they were closer than i thought. figuring out exactly where they were by her voice i gave a small wave. " you can become good friends with hayden, but i do warm you she is  ..... blind " hearing her explain to the boy i gave a little sad sigh through my lips. she said i was blind like it was a curse. and in some way it is one. " but don't worry, she is just as sweet as the others "

hearing her talk about me. i gave a small shrug of my shoulders and then another little wave. " hi " i said softly. looking to where they are. hoping i was looking directly at them. but i could feel there eyes and i guessed i was right. taking a small step towards them. i waited for the new student to introduce themselves. so i just put on a little smile and looked up at them where ever they were.

" Just patiently waiting for a love like you and me "

ooc;;
you play the new student. who is a boy and gives hayden a chance to be his friend. and she gives him a chance. they become friends and hopefully it turns into something more. thank you! just post a picture of your character and your first post! i love you all!

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i'm drowning in a world of lies
i can't catch a break before the current sweeps me away
save me before my head goes under


the elegance of the sunset painted the sky. colors like a delicate breeze fell over the heavens. blocking the human's veiw of the streets of gold. that were well hidden just beyond the elegance. but i can see past it. my eyes can see behind the veil. trust me i don't know if it's a gift or a curse. maybe both. i haven't a clue.

my bare feet were chilled with the on coming night. the sweet smell of grass was strong in my nose. and the soft feeling on the bottom of my feet. i stood alone. in the middle of a feild. delicate as a wildflower. but tuff as the sun's rays. my white blonde hair, straight as a board, tumbled down my shoulders down to the middle of my back. it was ruffled slightly but the warm breeze sweeping through the grass. over the top of my knees a gentle lace of a pure white dress danced delicately.

my eyes flashed up. as though holding the gaze of the sun. but i knew exactly what i was looking at. heaven. my right eye was a mystical blue, light and icey. a striking color. my left. well it was different it was striking grey. like slate. cold and unforgiving. it represented the attitude of the angelic beings perfectly. angels. a different creature of the heavens. with two personalities split. certain ones stronger in each angel. and in me. it is equal.

raising a pale hand i brushed the wandering strands of almost white hair flying into my face. pushing the loose strands back into the mess of hair that flew all over my back wildly. movement caught my eyes in the sky casting a small shadow over me. wings. looking up at the figure i saw to my surprise another angel. seeing the other angel flying my wings twitched with want. hidden to the veiw of humans and demons. a small smile tugged at the corners of my puckered lips. my head fell forward in a nod towards the other being. and with that the figure was gone past the colors of the sunset. into heaven. were i should be.

but i'm here. on earth. with the sinners and demons of the world. i was sent to watch over a newly found demon, who had been seen causing trouble among the humans and new angels. i wasn't exactly a new angel. but one they sent to take care of the harder, more stubborn demons. and it get's annoying at time. trust me.

feeling my wings twitch in want. i shook the feeling away. something. someone was close. i could feel it. the wind was beginning to pick up. ruffling my already short dress more than i would like. using my hands i smoothed down the edges slightly. i stopped fiddling with the fabric and glanced up again. towards the heavens. i could see the streets of gold shining brightly. angels bustled around quickly moving from place to place. fixing things or building things. reporting things. and entered and left the gates.

 the wind was still blowing my hair about. using a hand to keep it from my eyes. something caused the hairs on the back of my neck to stand on end. a sigh left my puckered lips in a huff of annoyance. not moving or even caring to look i heard feet on the grass. rolling my different colored eyes. i dared not to move. ignoring the person or thing greatly.

then the sound of a sickening laughter escaped the person. snapping my neck back i caught the glance of a boy. narrowing my eyes both of the colors surprisingly bright. this boy was radiating darkness. something only a demon could do. a little sneer found it's way onto the corner of my lips. my eyes still narrowed i dared the boy closer. he would only make a mistake. they were made to make mistakes.

ooc;;
sorry for the terrible first post!

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you won't drown
And one day what's lost can be found
you stand in the rain


a good girl. a bad boy. the perfect love story. no let's just take out the bad boy and leave the good girl. yes. correct. that's where you get me. the terrible story of a good girl. well not terrible just a lonely story. i'm the good girl. my name is mia tayler tilley. a simple good girl name.
everything is just peachy for me you say. well no. not peachy. okay i guess you could say. i live with my father. my parents divorced when i was around three or so. i guess. i'm the baby of the family. i have three older brothers. jarrod, james, and jacob. they are 22, 21, and 19. and then there is me. i am 17. a wonderful age where you are still a child but on the verge of being an adult. and as you can tell my brothers are all considered adults, although none of them act it. i have very high standards to live up to you. my father is a brain surgeon. wonderful. my brothers are going to school to be surgeons, a doctor, and a lawyer. so i have a heavy weight on my shoulders. and yes i do indeed want to be something just as wonderful as them. i would love to be a doctor. yes. very interesting indeed.
now more about me you ask okay. i'm not perfect. no. i have braces. they are okay i guess, i still eat everything i want. and also i wear a brace on my back at night. due to scoliosis. which means my spine is crooked and is curved. no one other than my family members know about my back brace. i like to think of it as my own little secret. and i'm afraid someone will say something about it. and i really don't want them to. i am short. yes. i am on;y 5'4. very short. but hey i like it. it's fun being short. and all the guys are taller than you. although i've never actually dated anyone. i want to though. yes. but i'm afraid. i guess of being hurt. maybe. or just upsetting my father. but i guess i don't know.

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dust particles floated through the warm dense air. my eyelashes pulled far apart to watch the slowly moving orbs in the bright morning sun. my lips were pulled up in a half smile watching the little things move through out the air. slowly blinking my green orbs as though i might scare away the little objects. my palms were pressed against the warm wood of the window frame. and i let the sun warm my pale skin as i just enjoyed the silence of the warm texas morning. my gaze finally passed the little objects in the air and went through the glass pane before me. looking out over the lazy grasslands dotted with horses before our small ranch home. my eyes sucked in all the horses that were before our house this morning. not too many. the usual. sinking back from the window my palms dropped from the window frame and the soft wood floor creaked under my small delicate feet. it was summer in the warm city of tyler, texas.

picking up a pair of short jean shorts with lace around the bottom. i slipped them up over my long lanky legs. and then throwing a coral color loose fitted shirt over my top. i gave a little smile. walking over to a small mirror. i reached out picking up a brush. running it through my hair smoothing out any creases. i let my hair fall over my shoulders lazily. and carefully applying a light layer of mascara, to my already dark lashes. i gave a smile to the mirror then turned. skipping over to the door i gratefully pulled it open. my back a slight sore from my back brace last night, but i could easily look over it. trotting down the stairs my eyes flicked up at the sound of laughter. my youngest older brother sat at the table looking at a phone. a smile tugged at the corner of my lips. flicking my tongue out i drug it over my lips wetting them and then over my braces once. raising an eyebrow at my brother i let out a little giggle. " so who ya textin' your girlfriend " i teased. although he did have a girlfriend. and she was wonderful.

watching him roll his same colored eyes as mine. i walked past him to the door. a pile of shoes were thrown near the door. it made me smile looking at the random bunch of shoes laying next to door. picking out a pair of brown sandals. i slipped them on and buckled the little clasp. smiling with a little sigh falling through my lips. i glanced back at my brother and then walked over to the little table. scooping up a pair of keys in my palm. i turned and rushed out the door. quickly escaping so my brother didn't ask any questions. laughing as i skipped outside i came to an older ford truck. pulling open the driver's side door i slipped in. putting the key in and starting the truck. i pulled the seat belt across me and and pressed the gas. driving down the long dirt driveway and turning onto the main road.

humming to the song blaring on the radio. i drove down the road, making sure i was staying the speed limit. and quickly i entered the more busy streets. cars everywhere and people running around in the heat of the texas sun. spotting a shopping center i turned it. it was where all the teenagers hung out. it had ice cream shops, my personal favorites, shops, tack stores, feed stores, and everything. plus all the teenagers around the front of the shops. finding a parking spot i pulled the truck to a stop. parking and shutting off the engine. i unbuckled and flung the door open. sliding out and my feet hit the dirt with a clap. a smile sprung to my lips as i closed the door and scooted to the sidewalk.

quickly under the shade i turned and walked down the shopping center. voices were loud and cheerful. and filled with gossip. but one thing caught my ear. a new guy. a supposively bad boy. here you rarely got new people. and certainly a bad boy. here. in a small city. not normal. my eyes perked at the thought. and they flashed quickly around. maybe i could meet this new kid. show him around. but they always warned everyone about the 'good girl' that was me. but hey maybe this could give me a new shot. maybe just maybe. with a sigh falling form my pale lips i walked down the sidewalk my shoes making a very light sound. my hair layed over my shoulders gracefully. and my eyes sweeped over the area. looking for anyone with a face i didn't reconize. but right now everyone was the normal. all the normal voices and faces. boring.

fianlly coming to the little ice cream shop on the corner. i quickly opened the door and the bell jingled loudly. a smile sparked my lips. and people turned glancing at me. teenagers sat at the tables and some worked behind the counter. waving my small hand at them i gave a nod and moved towards the line. and then he bell jingled again. glancing up from the floor and over my shoulder. my eyes stopped on the door. the new guy. it was him. a unfamilar face. tilting my head he was the bad boy. he had the look. a smile sparked my lips again and we met gazes. this was different.

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hiya!
you all know me as archery, yes, yes you do!
and i have been running low on some good threads! like seriously!
and i am not the type to jump into a super large thread with a lot of members! i'm shy when it comes to that, cause i don't like not being good enough!
so i stick to one on one threads! you know pafp! yeah that is more of my fancy!
anyway i would love to rp with any of you beautiful people!
i think i should list the things i love!

- things i love, my dears -
romance ;; this is seriously like in every thread i do, and therefor i am quite good at it!
genders ;; i play both male and female characters, but i am a female so i mess up on males sometimes
zombies ;; they are fun. but i haven't done an rp with them in a while
supernatural ;; werewolves, vampires, unicorns! i love them! especially unicorns! hahahaha!
angels and demons ;; i seriously love theses, they be one of my favorites
percy jackson ;; i have a special place in my heart for these!
hunger games ;; i have got these down to a perfection, like seriously
coutry threads ;; theses are quite fun with the perfect little country couples
competive threads ;; like olympic threads with your characters being the olympics and falling in love, theses are interesting!

- things i will not do, beautifuls -
transgenders ;; gays, lesbians, transgender, nope sorry. i'm straight, and i can't play them. but i do not have a problem with them.
harry potter ;; i've never read a book or seen a movie, so i just can't
cats ;; i have no muse for them anymore

but other than that lovely i am open. i love all of you and you are all beautiful! so make my day and rp with me!


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" they say love is forever, your forever is all i need "

with a loud click the little black truck rumbled in protest as i yanked the key free. pushing open the door with my shoulder i stumbled out. my freshly cleaned black riding boots glinted as they hit the dirt. my hazel eyes flickered up at the commotion going on a head of me. horses neighing and knickering, riders calling and calming other horses. a wild smirk tugged lightly on the corner of my lips. the sight and smells made me just happy. it was were i called home. my collared light blue shirt fit well over my thin torso. and my tan riding pants were tight over my long legs. walking towards the large barn were my horse was kept another smile spread across my lips. today was one of the large nation wide horse shows. and i was competing, for it was held at the barn i was first trained at. walking towards the barn many unknown faces were bustling around the area walking horses saddling them up. grooming. many different things. walking around people i finally got to the barn.

moving down the few aisles of stalls i came to the one my proud boy was at. walking down the aisle i looked at the horses. most of them tall warmbloods like my own. looking up i head the firm warm neigh of my boy. reaching the corner i saw his dazzling dapple grey coat through the bars and i raised my pale hand. running my fingers through my hair i approached his stall my eyes flickering over him. his coat gleamed and his warm brown eyes were filled with warmth. looking down to the lock i unlocked it and slid open the door. slipping inside i reached up. my palm meeting his warm muzzle as i carefully stroked along the white blase that ran up and down his face. smiling at him i leaned my forehead against his forelock as he lowered his massive head. my boy was a proud Trakehner that stands a whole 16.4 hands. quite tall. he is an impressive dapple grey, with the most perfect dapples lining his entire body. and i love every bit of him his name might as well be crossroads, even though around the barn we just call him scout. and he is my pride and joy.

stepping back i took a small step from the stall. glancing over at the large box of tack that sat just below the blanket rack on the stall. walking over i unlocked the pad lock and flipped open the lid. reaching in i pulled out his leather halter and led rope. closing it i turned and walked back over to the entrance of his stall. pressing my lips together making a soft kissing noise. his light gray ears flickered towards me and he lowered his head for me to slip the halter over his head. fixing the buckle at the top just to the side of his ear. i turned. stepping back and grasping the lead rope right under his chin. leading my tall horse from the stall. he towered over my head, i barely came to his withers. leading him down the aisle i stopped at the wash rack. taking him in i turned him around and hooked each lead on either side. glancing around i picked up my curry comb which happen to be in my grooming box that i left down here. using the curry comb over his coat, i quickly got the hard brush. doing the same i finished. then next the soft brush which was the easiest. after putting the three things back i got the hoof pick. quickly removing the dirt from each of his hooves i smiled softly. putting it back i got a mane and tail brush. brushing through his short 'show cropped' mane, and his long silky tail i smiled. stepping back.

picking up my grooming box. i walked down the aisle back to his stall where my tack box was. placing the grooming box inside. i pulled out my saddle, a white saddle pad, girth, and his bridle, and martin gale. and placing my helmet onto my head. turning i walked back down the aisle greeting eric again smiling. placing my saddle and saddle pad on one of the racks. i walked over to him. slipping the halter off i raised up his bridle. putting the bit in his mouth i slipped the rest over his head. fixing the chin strap then the throat latch i nodded in approval. slipping the martin gale over his head i hooked it to his chin strap. walking back over i grabbed my saddle and the white saddle pad. walking up to his side i heaved the light weight saddle onto his back. fixing it properly i then hooked the girth to it placing the martin gale also to it. going back over him i checked over eric. tightening his girth once more and pulling my stirrups into position i gathered the reigns and lead him from the wash wrack. leading him through the aisles and in between other horses. then around many people i got to the road down to the covered arena. flipping the reigns over his head and placing them over onto his neck. i placed my hands on the saddle. and threw my body up into the saddle.

gathering the reigns in between my fingers. i gathered them up and felt a nice length. settling in my saddle i looked around. all the new faces and people. smiling to myself i used my legs to steer scout towards the road. riding down the short distance i glanced up at the covered arena. i could hear the announcers calling out names of horses and riders. i would be riding soon but not yet. of course in the show jumping category. smiling i steering scout over to the side where other riders and there horses stood lined up. gently stopping scout next to another pair i glanced over and smiled. then glanced over my shoulder. just taking in the sights and sounds. i loved it. i belonged in the saddle. with a sigh i settle deeper into my saddle and waited.

ooc;;
you play a boy either that is also in the horse show competing against her or watching. and it will probably be a love story.   

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- this rp is based on the book shiver -



the sharp cold air burned my nose. it was alreadly late into november and i had already changed. and was living my time as a wolf, like every winter. you see i'm a werewolf. during the spring and summer we are our human selves. but sometimes if the fall is cold enough we change. you see we change with the weather. as soon as the tempature drops low enough or we get cold enough we change. and fall to our wold form. and we can not change back to our human selves until the tempature rises up to a certain tempature. and i really do not know the exact tempature it has to be either. you seeing the one thing we keep as wolves is our eyes. they stay the same. mine are always my icy blue color i hold so dear to. it reminds me i am am still there even though i lose part of myself when i'm my wold form. as a wolf my pelt is a dusty fawn color, much like my natural hair color. a dirt blonde color so i guess that is one thing that also stays. also i'm very lanky and thin a taller she wolf than the others. and take a higher rank in the pack.

my fur was ruffled my the freezing breeze. the sun was just rising into the sky. and the sky still showed signs of the night. i sat at the edge of the trees like every morning. my eyes focused on a small house. my humanly icy blue colored eyes. they focused on a window. and i was looking for someone inside. a certain someone. a boy. a boy my age. he was my love. i loved him and yet i never have exactly talked to him. but i knew him. somehow i knew him. and felt this strong connection to him. i saved him when he was just a young boy. my pack had taken him off the streets and drug him to the woods. delightfully trying to feed on him. i fought off the other wolves in my pack. and protected him. i drug him back to his house. just below the deck. and sat beside him keeping him warm until his family returned. and every since then we always had this connection. our eyes will meet every morning and we'd just stare into each other eyes forever it feels like. knowing something.

sometimes he comes outside on the afternoon after school. and sometimes before school. he sits outside and on the deck and tries to draw me near. with meat and other foods. i want to go to him. lean into him. but my wolf instincts won't let me. i can not go any closer it feels. so i sit in the shade of the trees like a ghost just watching. wanting so badly to see him. i want him. hearing the thundering of paws deep in the woods. i jerk my ear to the noise. listening for the source. my pack. my pack of fellow werewolves. they were after some sort of prey, but the sound of it whitetail deer. looking back towards the window i saw him. leaning against the glass window watching me. eyes on my light colored fur. until his eyes dragged up and met mine. we held each other gaze. almost reading each others thoughts. we wanted to know each other. we wanted each other. oh might i ontroduce my human self. my name is rain rose delaine. i know it ryhmes. rain delaine. but you'll get over it. holding his eyes i let out a quiet whime through my throat. wanting him to come to me. but i knew he wouldn't. and the next thing i knew his image was gone from the window.

a longing feeling feeled my chest. letting out another little whine i let my head fall. my ears pinned against my skull and my tail hung low. sadness rushed over me like a flood i wanted him. and i almost knew he wanted me. or well atleast to know me. i knew he knew my eyes all too well. it was because we were best friends. we grew up as little kids until the beginning of middle school when i was bit. i then said i was running away. and lived with my pack in the summer out in a littl cabin and in the winter i lived with them in the woods. and later that same year i was bit. he was attacked that was when i saved him. and he saw my eyes. knowing he knew me. i don't know if has ever connected my eyes back to our childhood or not. but it has been years because i am now seventeen. being pulled from my thoughts i jerked my head up at the sound of a sliding glass door. he was walking out into the snow. he was bundled up tightly and moving slowly over the deck and down the steps. moving across the snow. every wolf sense inside me told me to flee. but my human senses said no. fighting inside me. i finally moved forward. my paws padding towards him. and soon i was trotting slowly directly at him.

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Other Roleplaying - Advanced / a life of gold, a life of coal . pafp
« : February 24, 2013, 11:05:05 PM »


" don't love the ones that are lovable "

your typical teenage girl. beautiful. blonde. hazel eyes. all smiles. cheerful. happy go lucky. loving life. haha. no. that's not me. half of that is true though. i have dirty blonde hair, my eyes are this hazel color. but the rest is just a fairy tale that never comes true. okay first of that you should know. i hate life. there you go i said it. i. hate. life. yes, and don't think i'm some insecure suck-up that just wants attention and sympathy. no i actually hate life. i might have the body and looks of a cheerleader but that doesn't mean i am one. i am more of your depressed little girl in the corner. alright well you ask why. well i'll tell you straight off. well here is my life story. you asked for it.

'there i was january 28th in a small hospital in rome, italy. two teenagers the male the age of nineteen and the female at the lonely age of seventeen. the man with a sour look on his face and a pained one of the female's. well those are my parents. adaline danze, my mother, and daniel strazzi, my father. they weren't even married. and then there was me, the little screaming baby. that they just happened to name bella daneila strazzi. so of course i took my father's name. a couple years pass now. my mother and father live together in a small apartment in the middle of the bustling city of rome. my father has a sad little job as a tourist guide. and my mom works in a coffee shop. certainly not you prized family. now let's go forward a couple more years when i was five. my mother got mad at my father, because he apparently screwed this sl*t. and so she kicked him out. and said i reminded i reminded her too much of him and pushed me out with him. he then picked up everything and moved to america, cause he said italy didn't accept him or whatever.  now moving to new york. i was still small and innocent now six years old. he then said i was worthless and began abusing me. he would send me off to school. and i would walk home after. he wouldn't get home til late at night. after he had screwed some girl. and he would beat me then. this was a regular thing for about four yes. the same thing over and over again. and going to school with bruises and ratty clothing the kids made fun of me. bullied me. so i was getting beaten at home and at school. after four years in new york city. my father moved us to detroit. another tuff bug city meant for tuff people. and i was just a scared little ten year old. it was the same thing again. going to school, getting bullied, coming home, getting beaten, going to school, getting bullied, coming home, getting beaten. the same thing over and over again. for another four years. and even living in these weird cities i kept my strong italian accent somehow, because i liked it. now moving to nashville, tennessee, where we live now. it is the same thing over again. still beaten and bullied. boring and normal. sad yes, i guess. but the bullying at school has gotten worse and now i am seventeen. woo. exciting. no just another year of hate. and now you see why i hate life.'

okay there is my life story, shortened of course. but that is the basics you see. and i go to a small high school with a bunch of other normal teens. and then there is me. i try to hide the bruises with make up although sometimes it doesn't work. i wear baggy shirts to also cover the bruises. but some still can't be covered. and i then go to school being mentally and physically abused. you get use to it i guess. everyone at school knows my name  because of my accent and well the bruises i always have. and i guess i don't care. but it hurts. i cry myself to sleep some nights because it hurts. and no one cares. none of them do. they just are amused by my pain. and i hate it!

today is a normal day. i got up in the small apartment i share with my dad. took a shower. fixed my hair. covered bruises with make up. put on a baggy plain tshirt. and a pair of plain skinny jeans. a pair of red vans. grabbed my backpack and left for school. i don't breakfast, well because my father can't afford it and doesn't care to get me any. walking to school takes about five minutes and i'm there. entering the doors whispers erupt from the crowds and spread like wildfire. while i try to brush them off. weaving through the crowds and block out laughter. i make it to a small metal locker. a gray one. unlocking it i throw it open and set my backpack inside grabbing my math text book and a pen and notebook. holding the few things to my chest i turn. closing my locker gently not making a sound. with a little sad sigh tumbling from my pale lips into the noisy hallways i begin to move forward. weaving through people.

hearing my name being called through the crowd my a squeaky voice. i squeeze my eyes shut for a moment and shake my head. repeating to myself to think nothing of it. with another sigh convincing myself to keep moving i feel a hand grip my shoulder. turning around slowly i meet eye contact with a perky eyed blonde in a red and blue cheerleader uniform. i don't know her name. even though she picks on my everyday. hearing her chant out words like sl*t, wh*re, freak, emo, nerd, loser, outcast, and all the names in the book. with a sigh my hazel eyes flash annoyed around the hallway until a sharp sting lands on my cheek. she had slapped my across the face. squeezing my eyes shut for a moment let out a heavy breath and turned around. walking away from her like nothing happened. quickly making my way through groups of people i found a hallway with hardly anyone in it. i came here almost every morning.

stopping next to the lockers. i leaned back pressing my back into the hard metal. leaning my head back against them. a loud sigh came form my lips. into the crisp air. i don't care. my cheek was still tingling. and was probably turning red from her hand. but what was another mark. after so many were on my body. after so many scars were marked on my skin. it didn't matter anymore. sliding down the lockers i set my books on the tile beside me. and slid my knees up to my chest. wrapping my pale arms around my legs to pull them closer. i let out another sigh through my lips. and heard footsteps and awaited the worst. turning my head down i warned myself not to look.

plot;;
i know this seems like you normal sad plot. but i just need to write this. i have hard times and i need to write this so badly. and i'm fine but it needed this out of my system. i would like someone to play a boy. he can be popular, an outcast, a jock, an emo. anything but has had a crush on bella and just happens to run upon her while she is alone. he wants to know more about her. he wants to know why she has so many bruises. and this will be a love story plot. but i will try to make her interesting. and fun to rp. so thank you! i hope you enjoy!   

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Other Roleplaying - Advanced / don't tell me my angel is gone . pafp
« : February 14, 2013, 06:35:03 PM »


" i just want to help you, p-please "

that was the last thing i remembered from the night before. those words i asked just the night before. just before the car lights were before me. and the screeching of tires was loud. before i was hit. me and my bestfriend were raised together. me and her were almost like brother and sister. until one day she spread a rumor about me, and her boyfriend was beating her. i came to talk to her about it and she denied it. i knew she was lying i could see it in her eyes. and the bruises on her arms. she tried to tell me it was nothing but i knew her all too well. she was lying through her teeth. chasing her out into the street we yelled back and forth. i stood in the road and she stood on the sidewalk. suddenly i heard her gasp and looked to my right. a car sped towards me at frightening speeds. that was when it hit me. it hit me, cole james melvin. a seventeen year old baseball player.

it has been a few weeks now. after i have gotten out of the hospital. and went through therapy for my broken leg. my leg was still in a cast and i used crutches to get around. she never came to see me. i don't know why. i guess she hated me too much. i just wanted to help her. but today i was starting school back for the first time in a while. it should be interesting.

the click of my crutches was loud on the floor. moving slowly through the metal doors at the entrance of the high school. i felt eyes move towards me. traveling down to my broken leg. everyone knew i had been hit but only one person knew the whole story. that girl. my bestfriend. she abandoned me. pulling my sea green eyes up i looked at all the familar faces of my fellow classmates. slowly making my way through the first hallway my backpack hung painfully over my shoulder. limping through the next set of people. i heard whispers that targeted my name. and fingers stretch towards. a few sad sighs of girls i knew and the sad eyes of a few. moving through the hallway. towards my locker. i finally got to it. leaning against my crutches i reached out a hand unlocking the little padlock hanging on it. flinging open the metal door. i shoved my backpack inside and yanked out a pencil. stuffing it into the pocket of my jeans. i glanced around meeting glances of many. with a sign i backed away and closed it quietly. then fixing my crutches under my arm i turned. limping away quickly from the metal locker.

moving rather quickly for someone on crutches. i still had a long time til my first class. and my mom thought it would be a good idea to drop me off early. walking down the hallways i came from. passing the same faces again. i went towards the back of the school. towards another pair of metal doors. pushing them open with my shoulder i moved through them quickly. my crutches loudly clapping the ground. now outside. it was where a few benches sat and students huddled in groups talking. making my way over to one of the wooden benches. i slowly turned and lowered myself down onto the seat. leaning my crutches against the side of the bench. a sad sigh left my lips. then i heard the familar voice of a girl. my head shot up and my green eyes wide. looking through the crowd. i saw her. my bestfriend. whimpering slightly looking up at her boyfriend. i still knew he beat her. with a sad sigh i watched. seeing her turn her head we made eye contact. searching her orbs with my own i wondered what she was going to do.

plot;;
so my character cole. he and your girl character were bestfriends. she has a boyfriend that is abusive and cole tried to talk to her about it. and ending up fighting he chased her into the street, being hit by a car. it broke his leg and a few ribs. your character never came to the hospital because she felt too guilty cause she knew it was her fault he was hurt. and now he is back in school and her boyfriend beats her more now, sexually and with his hands. what will you do now that you see him alone? just you need a female character seventeen years old!

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Other Roleplaying - Advanced / to dream a dream . open
« : February 08, 2013, 11:27:07 PM »
" sometimes i get lost in the dreams i want to dream "

have you ever thought about other unearthly things. like if there was other races than just humans. many people and scientist have pondered on the idea, but never seemed to come up with anything. although little do they know it is all hidden from the eyes of humans. there are plenty of other races that roam the earth. but they either look normal to the human eye or comepletely invisible. but we'll get into the races later. now there are a few people that can see these rare people and they are half breeds. they are half human and half of another race. very rare indeed. and they seek to kill of every last of the other races. they think to keep the humans safe. little do they know they are the problem.

there are three races other than human. all uquine in there own ways, even though some seem to look or act like another. first off we have the dellenes - they are a human like race. they look like just humans but they are rather pale. and they always have dark colored hair. then always have odd colored eyes, either black, gold, or pure white. very dainty people. they all are thin and beautiful. many humans fall for them. but they have angel like wings, large, strong, powerful feathered wings. but they are normal either dark brown or black, depending on thehair color. most of them are kind and like to protect the humans from the other races. the dellenes carry long swords and bows and arrows.  they have powers in winds control and battle plans. although they tend to clash with almost any kind of half breed. now next are the transalls - a feirce also human like race. unlike the dellenes they are normall tan and have a strong powerful stature. they have lighter hair and normally have blue eyes with the exception of brown eyes. they are the most humanlike. they have no wings just a tad but of pointed ears. this race usually blends in with the humans and half breeds the best. they have very strong powers in the earth and can manipulate minds. they are very good to others but can turn quickly. the dellenes do not trust them hardly at all. now the ranolis - they have a human look mixed with animal. they are very different people, acting like the animal they take on. the ranolis can have mixed genes with any animal. and when they do they take certain part from the animal. such as wings, ears, tails, teeth, eyes, toungues. really anything. and they apperence varies. they take on the ability as the animal they are, and can be either invisible or visible to human eyes. and are the most likely to be hunted down by half breeds.

the half breeds. they can be human mixed with any of the other races. they also have mixed powers from each of the races they are. they can have any power that their half race has. some are powerful other are not so lucking it really just depends on the genes they have. and also take on some of the looks as their half race. 

to sign up?
a form?
you make your own form. including name, a picture or gif, race or half breed or human, and if half breed what race mix. the powers, history, personality, crush. and please add details. and also you only have to make one charater, but you can make up to three. and please try to keep the genders somewhat even.

any questions ask me! this should be fun and my character will be up soon. and this is just a short one minute idea i had so. i hope you enjoy!

love y'all!

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frost && sea && ronday

no one ever told me the pain was this bad. no one ever mention seeing the tear streaks on your little brother's innocent face. they never said you'd see sadness beaten into your father's tired worn eyes. no one ever mention the pain that ate away at you from the inside out. they left that hidden. and pleading to a god in heaven i wish i would of known before. the searing pain that slowly ate you from the inside out like a virus. it eats at you both day and night. stealing your sleep. leaving the images of pained family members tattooed into your mind. the fear and lost churning with in. why had no one told me or even warned me of what i was neck deep. the selfish people. or maybe it is that the only ones to tell me are dead.....

i could hear my heart beat pound like a drum in my ear. all my blood flowing rapidly through my whole body. though it quivered like a daisy in midst a storm. everything in my body told me to flee. but my feet seemed to be glued to the metal circle beneath. finally i gained control of my head and yanked it to the side. my wide crystal blue eyes catching the deep brown ones of the rosy cheeked stylist. hearing the buzz of electronics i pulled my head back and watch a circle of glass lurch towards me. everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. hearing a final click as the glass locked into the metal circle everything set in slowly. i was frost ronday. seventeen years old. from district 4. i was named frost by my caring mother who always dreamed of seeing the early winter frost. though we never got it in district four. my middle name is sea, due to my father's love of the sea. i have three younger brothers, a loving mother, and a caring father. and a home. a placed i'd never return. and now i was here rising carefully into the arena of the hunger games. my death bed. hearing the beating of my heart return like a roar of fire in my ear. i came back to reality and realized my plate was being raised into the arena. my eyes quickly scanned the area. it was ocean to the right. forest to the left. a field straight ahead. and a mountain range touching the ocean and rounding out behind us. with mighty pines covering it. it looks like the capital decided to cover almost every district this year.
pulling my crystal colored eyes towards the large counter that sat above the cornacopia. it was at nine. now eight. next seven. six. five. four. three. two. and one. a loud buzz went off. and a ringing in my ears started to blaze. everything froze. people were moving slowly towards the center. and i watched them fall behind. that was when i realized i was running also. i had been trained for this so my feet seemed to know the path already. even though this was so foreign. finally everything came into actual time. my right hand was clasped around the hilt of a sword and my left hand was tangled in a net. flinging my head up i spun around. catching the dreadful eyes of another tribute. swinging the sword without a though flying through my mind i hit the girl dead in the neck. seeing blood fly and her head go tumbling to the side. my blue eyes widened and i moved in a flash. my legs were flying and i was moving to the spot right in between the ocean and the mountains. every other tribute knew i'd be the most lethal if i got to the ocean. so i heard the mighty scream of a male and then a whiz of a arrow. glancing down the warm feeling sprung through my arm. and a tingling sensation rose to the skin. it had grazed the skin causing a crimson liquid to flow to the surface. shaking it off i hit the cover of the pine trees.
running i could see the ocean to my right and the smell was welcoming to my nose. and that is what feed my hope. running without a thought other than death i kept at a solid pace. hearing not a sound but crashing waves i knew i had to be far enough a way. slowly coming to a jog, i finally stopped. falling to my knees into the sandy landscape. dropping the sword beside me and the net also. i raised my hands to my face. covering it quickly. with rough breaths escaping my dry throat. picking my head up i glanced over at the sword to my right. blood covered the blade. i was the reason blood covered the blade. a stinging feeling burned my eyes that was me who killed that girl. small crystal tears slid down my cheeks from my blue eyes. my dirty blonde hair hung messily around my face and was done in a fishtail braid down my back. leaning forward again tears still streamed violently down my face. and soon sobs shook my weak shoulders. i was a monster. i said i'd never hurt anyone. and look at me i'd just killed a girl within the first minute. what have i done? i am not just another career. i refuse. by now there might be someone aiming a arrow at my head. for all i care now they can shoot me.
leaning forward sill the sobs were still violent. and the cannons booming over my head were muffled due to the sound of my sobs. what does my family think after they just watched me back home. my brothers are probably crying now. what have i done? looking up slowly my eyes were rimmed with red from crying and m eyes stood out more than ever due their glossy appearance due to my tears. looking around i heard the crack of a stick. someone was watching me. raising my head slightly more i glanced around me. my eyes scanning to find the other person near me. who was it? they'd kill me. but remember i don't care.   

plot;;
you can just play a boy from any district. around the age of seventeen. and it'll be a love story of course. anyway just start around where i did. thank you! i love you!

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