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Posted: Sun, 13/03/2016 20:05 (8 Years ago)
"Keep watch for whom, Monsieur?" Scrounge called out, watching from the shadowy branches of a tree. She knew that only her eyes, and her ever infamous cheshire grin would be visible, and she let out a fit of giggles. "Oh my! Is that a petite souris I smell?" She purred, peeking towards a certain dormouse. She hummed a quick little tune as she waited for a response


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Posted: Sun, 13/03/2016 03:18 (8 Years ago)
(*posts super late rip
Also I added that Scrounge can turn into a cat so I hope that's ok//))

Scrounge hopped down from one of the higher branches of the tree she'd been napping in, changing into her feline form just before she landed. She hit the branch rather hard, jumping from quite a height above, making a quiet 'thump' and she felt the branch droop from her weight. She absent-mindedly searched for the source of the noise that had woken her up- she could've sworn it was the sound of something snapping, or because someone was talking, but she could've been mistaken. She watched a bird flutter by in a panic, and she briefly considered swatting it from the air- and it was far too close to resist the temptation. She reached out, claws extended, and was about to end it's pitiful life when she smelled something she hadn't before.

'Odd' she thought, letting the bird escape while she was distracted. It wasn't like she would've eaten it anyway- it was smaller than her paw, and obviously she'd need to eat at least a dozen before she even felt like she'd eaten something. She raised her head and sniffed the air again, trying to find the source of that curious smell. "You know what they say; Curiosity killed the cat-" she murmured, seemingly vanishing from where she perched. "-but satisfaction brought it back-"

(Rip I hope that' wasn't too awful///)

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Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 06:57 (8 Years ago)
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Name: Scrounge 'Cheshire Cat' Voleuse-Williams
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Neko
Appearance:
She also has a cat form, which is similar to this:

Personality: She's usually loud, brash, and overwhelming, but she has a tendency to change her mood and 'personality' based on what company she's keeping- who usually tend to be gullible, fallen humans. She greatly enjoys 'playing' with others, though depending on her mood, it changes what type of 'game' she'll play. Possibly a riddle game, or, a game of 'cat and mouse'. She typically cares very little for the people around her, except for the few people who've managed to pique her curiosity, and for her limited friends.
Crush:
BF/GF:
Other: don't judge the pokemon pic please rip
She's got a slight french accent- Hon hon
Theme Song
Fight Theme
Questions/Concerns:


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Posted: Wed, 27/01/2016 02:18 (8 Years ago)
(*can u pls start
I wanna get a feel for how Im gon write ;v;)

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Posted: Wed, 20/01/2016 15:59 (8 Years ago)
OKAY I'M PROBABLY DONE.
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Name: Ryker Weiss
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance:
he's so smoll
Personality: He's very irritable, and has a problem with anger management- so expect him to take a swing at you once or twice. He doesn't like to get attached to people, so he tends to push people away, both physically and emotionally, though he's actually super lonely.
Relationships/History: He had a huge falling out with his family because of his anger issues and his generally delinquent-y behaviors, and his parents being alcoholic jerkwads. After nearly killing his father being kicked out, he decided he'd travel around doing whatever work he needed to do to survive. He currently lives in his car (which is an old rusty pickup truck), and he's been doing underground fighting for work, which isn't all that bad, considering. He stays in touch with one of his older sisters, because she calls practically every week to make sure he isn't in jail or dead. Despite how small he is, he's really good at streetfighting, which comes from the hundreds of times he's gotten into fights. He has a mega-sweet tooth, and can pretty much be bribed to do pretty much anything for the right amount of candy. He obviously has no recollection of who he is.
Other: Ryker isn't actually his name, but his sisters have been calling him that for so long, it's pretty much the only name he responds to anymore. Also his hair's (obviously) dyed, and it's pretty much the 1 thing he's never forgotten to do in his life, AND lastly he has like, a ton of scars on like, all of his body, though his hands n face have like, none.
Questions/Concerns:


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Name: Fabrice Beliveau
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: He's a serious flirt, which probably wouldn't be so bad if he weren't also a compulsive liar. He's actually not interested in a relationship, he just likes the attention and thinks if flirting as a way to pass the time, or get to know someone. He's a pretty okay guy, if you don't mind all his lying and/or his obsession with his own appearance.
Relationships/History: He's a conman, though he really doesn't mean any harm by it- he just needs the money. He mostly does fortune-telling, or palm reading, and if he's really having a slow month, sometimes he'll 'act' in "home-movies" ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) if u kno what I mean. He has a good relationship with his family, who live in France, and his love for himself pales in comparison to his adoration for his youngest sister, Marinette. He used to do gymnastics, so he's super flexible, and can do neat tricks!!
Other: He smells like a different kind of flower each day, no one knows how, he doesn't even know why. He also LOVES mimes, like, he dresses as a mime sometimes, just because they're fun,,
Questions/Concerns:

Me: is too descriptive w/ back story
Rip

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Posted: Sun, 10/01/2016 05:04 (8 Years ago)
Morta nodded. "True- the halls twist and turn this way and that way, and it can get rather confusing of you are unused to it." She explained, standing up. "Would you like some help gathering your things?" She asked, clasping her hands together in front of her. "I'll be glad to finally get away from all these mortals. No offense, but you all are quite unwelcoming to Death." She said dryly, smiling good-naturedly.

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Posted: Sun, 10/01/2016 04:36 (8 Years ago)
Morta nodded, feeling a quick surge of elation at the news. "Well, I guess we'll have more time with each other, then." She murmured. "To answer your questions; there are hundreds of unused rooms, any of which you should have no problem turning into a workshop, after a bit of cleaning, of course. And the ceremony should officially end in about, a half hour or so, in order to tie up any loose ends. Usually it ends much sooner, but many gods have decided to not show up this year-" she muttered, glaring at one of the doors. "Though, if you truly wish, there isn't much to stop us from leaving now- I can just leave all the clean-up to my brother."

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Posted: Sun, 10/01/2016 04:01 (8 Years ago)
(Rip me)
Morta smiled as she took the other's hand. "No worries. My brother often pokes me with his antlers, because he can't seem to be bothered with taking proper care of them-" she laughed nervously, hoping she wasn't talking too much about herself. "Well, I suppose we should chat a bit about what we're going to do, for example, will you choose a room at the Temple? Or will you stay at your home, and make the occasional visit, or vise-versa?" She asked still keeping a hold on Nikola's hand.//

Grimoire puffed out her chest as she laughed. "'Not too shabby', eh? Looks like I'm gonna have to put a little more effort into my jokes then." She murmured, rocking back on her heels. "Not to ruin the moment here, but I really gotta mention that your birdie-bride just pecked you. Like, I'm sorry but I gotta pun at every possible moment." She chirped, smiling widely again. Truthfully, she was trying to stall for some time, before she'd have to talk to Akash. Just looking at him made her feel jittery and want to flee back home.

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Posted: Mon, 04/01/2016 06:43 (8 Years ago)
Morta clapped her hands together and murmured incoherently, and a few seconds later a wraith appeared, holding a ornately carved chair. "Thank you, Justine." She thanked the spirit, and it whispered back to her, though the language it spoke has long been dead to mortal ears. "That's all- You wish to know any of my titles, yes? Well, besides the God of Death, I am known as Lady Death, and I do not remember much else, in this language.." she murmured. "But, I would be most pleased if you could simply call me Morta. It is often not the best to see someone as simply their title or rank.." she continued.

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Posted: Mon, 04/01/2016 06:25 (8 Years ago)
(D e t e r m i n a t i o n)

Morta blushed very red, raising a hand to her cheek. "Oh, thank you...not many are so ready to compliment me so boldly.." she murmured, trying to hide her large grin. "W-Well, besides the poets and artists, but they're compliments aren't as nearly as sweet as yours." She cleared her throat, glancing at Nikola with a sight embarrassed smile. "Ah, if you wish, I can have a seat moved here, if you do not wish to stand."

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Posted: Mon, 04/01/2016 06:07 (8 Years ago)
Morta sent a quick glare at her brother. "Please do not be so childish. It is embarrassing for someone of your age-" she said sternly, before a small sigh. 'He may be childish, but he is still my favorite brother-'. She turned back to Nikola, offering another kind smile. "Whatever you wish to do, I will support it." She said, gazing at the other's face with a smile. "Your eyes are very pretty, if I may say so-" she said suddenly, the words slipping out before she thought to stop them.


Grimoire winced as her name was called out, letting a small disappointed sigh escape her lips. "Looks like I'm not gettin' outta this one," she murmured, raising her head high as she marched herself towards the brother-gods. "Gee, why'd I need to stop eatin' my watch? Because it was too time-consuming!" She said the joke proudly, surveying the reaction from the other people around her. "Oh, here's a good one; What did the God of Time say to his bride about the date of their wedding? 'Don't worry, we've got all the time in the world to have it-'" she said again, grinning wildly. "No? C'mon it couldn't have been that bad-" she stared awkwardly at the trio, hoping she didn't (or maybe she did), ruin her first impression.

(I'm sick am dyin' inside but I still have the motivation for this//)

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Posted: Fri, 01/01/2016 05:05 (8 Years ago)
Morta turned away from the drama, hiding a grin behind her sleeve. The girl, Rorias, if she'd heard correctly, obviously seemed happy, and Serenity herself certainly was pleased as well. "Thankfully, it seems as though that's been resolved.." she murmured, before turning back towards the mortal who was offered to her. She cleared her throat before she spoke. "I do gratefully accept your offer of your niece, that is, if she'll have me as her partner." She said carefully, watching Nikola's reaction. She would not court an unwilling person, after all. She rose from her throne, and stepped down to her potential bride, and held out her hand. "I would not force you to wed me, but I do not believe you'd be unhappy, if you did.." she said quietly, a faint blush rising to her cheeks.


"Woo! Go get 'er tiger!!" Elaliric shouts.
(I'm still interested ;v;))

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Posted: Fri, 25/12/2015 02:11 (8 Years ago)
((YELLS HAPPILY)

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Posted: Fri, 25/12/2015 02:10 (8 Years ago)
(Basically we're at where the gods meet their mortals n stuff//))

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Posted: Fri, 25/12/2015 02:09 (8 Years ago)
Name: Purrloin
Nickname: Scrounge, if someone catches her ayyy (;v;)
Gender/Gender Pronouns: Female
Pokémon Species: Purrloin
Level: 15
Attacks: Scratch, Sand Attack, Pursuit and Growl.
Crush: open lmao
Other Character Info: She's fiesty. She'll fight u, she'll fight anyone, even herself. Also she'll take ur things.

(I hope this is ok rip ;v;)

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Posted: Thu, 24/12/2015 08:39 (8 Years ago)
(TFW U REALIZE U NEVER GAVE PRETTY BOY HIS NAME ))

Grimoire yawned, rubbing at her eyes as she walked through the ship's halls. She heard a few people moving around- which was to be expected. If everyone were sleeping all at once, they might as well turn themselves in, admitting to be the worst pirates, ever. She gathered up her long hair, making two pigtails and leaving the rest free as she thought about the plan for the next few days- first, they'd need to land, re-supply, yadda, yadda. She glanced out one of the windows- letting out a small sigh at the absolute beauty of space- before she continued on her way to the ship's helm.

Cassel stared up at the ceiling of his cell-room, listening to his guards chatter and joke around. He rolled over in his hastily offered bed- he suppose he ought to be grateful that he even had a bed, let alone a whole room just for him. He grumbled as he thought about the events that led to this predicament. He'd lost a bet with one of his older brothers, and stupidly gone along with it, which is how he ended up sneaking outside their well protected, heavily guarded mansion, and into the clutches of these pirates- whom seemingly appeared from nowhere! He listened to the guards quieting, and watched as the ship's captain passed by, lost in thought. Honestly he could have it worse- the only disrespect he ever got from the crew was the constant refusal to use his name, often opting for 'Pretty boy', or 'Sweetheart', and the heavily flirtatious insults said captain threw at him daily. He wondered if his family were worried- or more worried than they usually were. They seemed to think he was made of glass. He dozed off again as he imagined how worried his bothers were especially, since it was kinda their faults.

(Rip it's like 2 am and I'm tiredd)

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Posted: Thu, 24/12/2015 06:55 (8 Years ago)
(Okokokok

I'm ready, do anyone wanna make the 1st post?

I'm really distracted rn rip))

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Posted: Thu, 24/12/2015 06:04 (8 Years ago)
(I was, but we can start now, if everyone wants/)

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Posted: Wed, 23/12/2015 05:46 (8 Years ago)
Morta took a deep breath as she watched the mortals scramble to present their offerings. She was almost always one of the first ones to get their gifts. She supposed the mortals just wanted it done, and over with. She glanced towards where her offerings were to be. She noticed a mortal- one of the first in several years, in all honesty. She waved, hoping to grab theIr attention. She tried to give what she thought was, a reassuring smile. Everyone tended to think that because she ruled over death itself, that she enjoyed killing things- while that might've been true once, long, long ago, it was a little annoying when everything expected her to kill them. She held back another of her sighs- it was just about her turn, after all.

(Ayyy, does anyone wanna pare up w/ Evelio or Kestrel? ;v;))

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Posted: Wed, 23/12/2015 03:25 (8 Years ago)
(Accepted •v•))

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