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Once OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Tue, 24/11/2020 16:07 (4 Years ago) |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Sat, 21/11/2020 17:37 (4 Years ago) |
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The trembling princess stepped out from behind her sister, where she had been hiding from the people who were threatening to ruin her life. She knew it was cowardly of her, of course, what with Joy being her younger sister, but she couldn't help it; she just wasn't that sort of person. Once in their line of view, though, she stood up tall, her hands clenched to hide how much they were shaking. Even if she didn't say anything, she would still help, just by being there. After listening to their conversation, she felt a little more relaxed, knowing that they weren't interested in violence yet - they simply wanted everyone to be equal. Which would've been fine for Esmerelda, had they not added that they would recieave more payment than the 'equal' citizens. Selfish campaigners, who didn't understand the haven that her father had created. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Sat, 21/11/2020 14:49 (4 Years ago) |
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Heavy footsteps echoed through the screaming darkness, accompanied by lighter, tip-toe sounds, and the scuttling that could only mean the approach of an arachnid. The mist of a being studied the summoner with little interest, not in the least disturbed by his 'pestilence' or 'horsemen'. In fact, it seemed almost happy about the spell, a mischievous and amused glint appearing in their face of horrors. "Well, since Presence has decided to act without anyone other than Thalia's permission," it said, it's tone mocking as it said the boy's preferred name, "I suppose we shall introduce my colleagues without him." It was at this moment that Windle crept back into the room, only visible to those who were focusing; and from behind him two others came forth, standing in the shadows for their features to remain unseen. The entity glanced behind itself angrily, clearly not a fan of the dramatic entrances. The first of the two stepped into the light, and immediately the room seemed to grow colder, quieter. The person was by far the tallest in the room, taller even than Goliath; they could have been compared to a minor giant, if one were to think of them that way. Their build was unnaturally muscular, even for someone of their height, each limb infused with tension. For this reason, and their short, brown hair, the person could be identified as male, with a brutish feel about him. His chin jutted out, showcasing his pride and anger, with a long, crooked nose and thin lips, carved into a snarl. Instead of eyes, balls of gleaming steel lingered in their eye sockets, with small, glowing red dots instead of puplis, forming him almost into some sort of cyborg. An army-green sleeveless puffer jacket was zipped closed upon his chest, with camouflaged cargo shorts covering his lower half. As he stepped into the light, he crossed his arms in front of his large mass, sending popping sensations throughout his arms. He grunted, examining the group, and somehow managing to further push out his chin. The second then stepped forwards, almost the polar opposite of the first. She couldn't have been much taller than five feet, with long, brown pigtails hanging from her head, tipped with a dirty blond color, which was almost meeting the floor. Her skin was a dark shade of brown, which reminded most of coffee beans, though there was a patch of lighter skin around her left eye, and another smaller patch beneath this. Her cheeks were chubby, making her look almost cute, what with her large, chocolate brown eyes. She wore an oversized grey knitted cardigan, beneath which was a baggy green shirt, and loose black jeans around her legs. On her left hand was a golden ring, which, even in the gloomy darkness, gleamed with a heavenly light. Her hunched shoulders and low sweeping eyes suggested more of a quiet demeanour, compared to the male on her left. And, unsurprisingly, an unspoken thought flowed throughout the gathered Villains, as they understood who these people were. The General and the Witch, though now, they could be recognised as the cast out heroes, who once were in the top set, famed and feared throughout the worlds; the Patron and Sinner, as their superhero names were. Strangely, none among the group could bring their abilities forth in their own minds, despite being sure that they had known them. Everyone knew the story of this duo, however. They had disappeared from the Earth for several days - much to the distress of their adoring fans - only to reappear, stating that they served a new master, and causing the deaths, injuries and disappearances of millions of people, before again going missing themselves, completely 'off the radar'. Yet here they were, flesh and bone, stood in front of the ex-heroes, whom they may once have considered colleagues. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Fri, 20/11/2020 20:59 (4 Years ago) |
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He frowned. "A.. traitor?" This place seemed rather off, to him - there was something menacing, something evil, hidden within it's halls. Without realising it, he caught Buggsy; his body had moved before his kind had processed the action. "Uhh.." He layed him gently on the ground, finding the body rather heavy. He jumped a little as the snake pounced, only to stare as the tentacle snapped it up. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Fri, 20/11/2020 20:53 (4 Years ago) |
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The boy was simply frozen on the spot, admiring the grand warehouse. He hadn't really noticed much of whatever was going on around him, and quite frankly, he didn't care. He shook himself off, regaining his senses, and jogged to catch up with the group, before noticing the worried looks ont heir faces. "Hey, what's going on-" He asked, then noticing Luke in the corner, with no visible camera, which generally meant that something was wrong. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Fri, 20/11/2020 20:24 (4 Years ago) |
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Name: Sparrow Kingsly-Garn Age: 17 Gender: Male Fears: He tells people that he doesn't have any, but his one and only fear is incredibly bright lights. He is also sensitive to loud noises. Preferances: He enjoys being outside, where he feels most connected to nature, and likes small, quiet, gentle sounds. Picture of character: (x) [not my art] Personallity: He has a playful soul, that enjoys playing occasional pranks, though it prefers to blend into the background and enjoy the small moments of life. Despite his quiet demeanour, he is quite a show-off, and enjoys teasing people, watching their angry or flustered responses with glee. Some, because of this, may see him as cold and cruel, but this is just his way of having fun. If with people he knows and trusts, he is generally more loud and boisterous, though he will still take time to listen to others' ideas. Password: Cadejo [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Fri, 20/11/2020 17:35 (4 Years ago) |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Thu, 19/11/2020 15:59 (4 Years ago) |
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The Princess listened to the stories of the man behind the counter she was currently positioned at, having seen a curious looking gemstone. She nodded, smiling, showing that she was still paying full attention, not noticing that Joy was conversing with a Knight, though she did hear a rather loud shouting noise from somewhere behind her. After a short conversation and some witty bargaining, she placed several coins on the counter and took the crystal, inspecting it curiously. She thanked the shop owner, before skipping to her sister, and beaming at Philip - yet another knight, of course. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Wed, 18/11/2020 20:45 (4 Years ago) |
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She nodded, the bin atop her head bobbing down as she did. "Of course!" She grinned at her sister, standing with grace similar to that of a doe. Gently, her teacup was placed down as she patted her dress, smoothing it down, and took a step away from their seating area. "Perhaps we should go into town," she suggested, gently holding her hands together in front of her. [bit short sorry] [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Wed, 18/11/2020 20:42 (4 Years ago) |
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Name: Timothy 'Timmy' Blackarm Age: 18 Appearance: What with his heavily tanned skin and lean, muscular build, Timmy may be seen as a brawler of sorts, evident muscles always standing to attention. His tousled dirty blond hair often turns wild atop his head, being a medium length; longer than a crew-cut, but shorter than a shaggy. It's soft spikes hang over his forehead, waving whenever faced with a breeze. His jaw is strong-set, and his chin often jutted out, fixing a look of pride firmly into his features. His lips are thin and small, often curled into a smile, and his cheeks are a little sunburnt; a result of spending too much time outside in the blazing sunlight. His eyes are thin and slightly slanted, with rather lign eyelashes. The colors surrounding his pupils are quite incredible; a mixture of reds, oranges, browns and yellows, similar to that of fire, though they are flecked with slim lines of grey, which could be comapred to ashes, if his eyes were fire. For clothing, he is always seen wearing a pear of worn-down leathery dungarees, which clip over his shoulders, and no shirt, showing off his impressive mass of muscle. There is a sealed wound on his right shoulder. Role: Farmer [farmer's son] Personality: tbrpd bc I can't be bothered to write it, but to sum him up - cheery, defensive, enjoys teasing people but will never purposefully harm anyone, mentally or physically, unless he believes strongly that they deserve it. Other: friends with Esmerelda, although some may consider them something other than friends. [King] [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Wed, 18/11/2020 18:48 (4 Years ago) |
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Pokemon: Blacephalon Question/comments: aa your sprites are so pretty :sob: <3. should I pay you after you've made it? :U [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Tue, 17/11/2020 21:01 (4 Years ago) |
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Gratefully, Esmerelda took the teacup, raising it to her lips and taking en elegant sip, her smaller finger outstretched, before placing the cup onto the china plate. The tea sent a warming feeling through her limbs, like warm honey. Letting out a large sigh, she took her time responding to Joy's question. "Yes, I imagine Noah will be buried deep in his own misery by now," she mused, giggling a little, whilst thinking about where they could venture to. Perhaps into the city, to buy unneeded items, and commune with others their age, whom they deemed to be 'friends'. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Mon, 16/11/2020 19:20 (4 Years ago) |
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Her face lit up. "Oh, yes!" She laughed, her dress doing a majestic swirl as she turned towards the direction of the noise. For some reason, she always loved watching her brothers fight, whether it be over the throne or some small, petty thing, like one using the other's fork. Perhaps it was silly of her, but she always made sure that wherever they were arguing, she was 'accidentally' around the corner, listening to every word. She started towards them, her navy blue dress trailing behind her. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Mon, 16/11/2020 18:50 (4 Years ago) |
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The girl's smile widened as she was pulled into Joy's embrace, then eyed the Knight with a sort of admiration - knights had a certain skill, she thought, that made them into the stuff of legends. Not that she ever wanted to be one; that life would be far too challenging for her likes. "Sounds good!" She chirped, her face lighting up with the sunlight pouring through the windows. Her mother and father would be out for their walk at this time, she knew, so the children had the castle to themselves. It was obvious that Noah was already awake; there were watermarks dotted around the floor, evidence of another of his numerous pranks. At this, she let out a good-natured sigh. "What's Noah done this time?" She asked, her high-pitched voice resonating throughout the corridors. [Read more] |
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Once OFFLINE Forum Posts: 86 |
Posted: Mon, 16/11/2020 18:25 (4 Years ago) |
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The Princess was, in fact, awake; only daydreaming, sat in front of her elegantly gilded mirror, trapped in a world of her own. She sighed, barely noticing the knocks on her door, and the voices outside, instead hearing only the beautiful voices of Angels in her head. Eventually, though, she realised that people were speaking her name from behind her door, so arose, her green eyes searching her own face in the mirror. Turning, she strode to the door, which she opened silently, her small frame appearing at the entrance. Today, she wore a dress of royal blue, with the same brochure as always pinned to the neck. It fitted her extremely well, showing off her hourglass build, though the scarf around her neck concealed all of this slightly. She very much disliked the dresses picked out for her, but put up with them, for the sake of her family's legacy. Upon seeing her sister, the girl grinned. "Joy!" She called, wrapping her sister in a tight hug. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 14/11/2020 17:01 (4 Years ago) |
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Name: Esmerelda [King's last name] Age: 16 Appearance: Esmerelda is a frail, delicate young lady with a flimsy build, her skin a healthy shade of peach. Blond hair is tied into a half-up, half-down fashion upon her head, with the 'half-up' fashioned into a bun, and the 'half-down' trailing to midway down her back. Her face is rounded, and softened further by the locks that surround it, with freckles donning her nose and rosy cheeks. Her eyes are large, dominating her smaller nose and lips, and are a luscious shade of green. For clothing, she is always seen wearing a tight, form-revealing dress of the Royal colors, which makes her look rather uncomfortable, and a brooch of the family emblem pinned onto the neck of it, on the left side. Role: Princess Personality: She looked at the world blissfully, thinking that she could never come into harm's way. She enjoys the smiles of other people more than her own, which makes her almost idiotically selfish. She is naturally likeable, with an easy smile and a dreaming stride, and a constantly drifting mind. She has a very pretty manner of politeness, having been raised a member of the Royal family. Other: King- also can I just say that your signature is adorable <3 [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 13/11/2020 20:11 (4 Years ago) |
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Through her sunglasses, the small-bodied girl eyed the front seat, next to the lady who was supposedly carrying them to the school. "I call shotgun," she shouted, before skipping to the side door and tugging the handle, her oversized hoodie pressing against her slim body. Her sunglasses shone in the lightning, glinting mischievously, and she appeared to have lost all signs of the tiredness that dragged at her extended limbs. She slid inside, next to the lady, placing her undersized bag at her feet. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 13/11/2020 07:58 (4 Years ago) |
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Still blinking the sleep from her eyes, Fahren looked up, to see a group of young foreigners converting with a lady inside a van. It took her a moment to realise that the people were in her new school, and that if she didn't move, she'd be left behind. She bolted upright, before speeding over to the group, then skidding to a halt as she almost smacked into a Russian boy in front of her. Hopping to the side, she acted as if she had been there all along, nodding to whatever everyone else was saying. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 12/11/2020 15:48 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Wed, 11/11/2020 21:02 (4 Years ago) |
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The Genetic Pokémon jumped, floating a few inches further into the air, before lowering herself again, not wanting to drop the younglings that were now attached to her limbs. She had never had a reason to dislike them, nor a reason to like them, so she stayed neutral, though suspicious. "U-uh.." She stuttered, not answering Calian's question, being too preoccupied with the children. Unsurprisingly, she also wasn't used to affection, especially from this age group. [Read more] |