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Fantasy
Jul 12, 2006 21:51:35 GMT -8
Post by corgis4me on Jul 12, 2006 21:51:35 GMT -8
Plain and simple its a Fantasy RP so you can be anything you want; a human, a fearie, a vampire, a princess, a warrior, or anything you can imagine.
Rules: ~ No more then one character (unless i give you permission) ~ Be original, dont have like 6 fearies and a warrior ~ If I think of more they will be added later. ~ Have Fun!
;D
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Fantasy
Jul 12, 2006 21:52:20 GMT -8
Post by lions_go_rawr on Jul 12, 2006 21:52:20 GMT -8
ooc: i got my charrie. anyone else up for one of these?
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Fantasy
Jul 12, 2006 21:53:18 GMT -8
Post by glamorousgnome on Jul 12, 2006 21:53:18 GMT -8
ooc: sounds good
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Fantasy
Jul 12, 2006 21:54:12 GMT -8
Post by corgis4me on Jul 12, 2006 21:54:12 GMT -8
ooc: Here is my character. Her name is May.
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Fantasy
Jul 12, 2006 22:00:31 GMT -8
Post by lions_go_rawr on Jul 12, 2006 22:00:31 GMT -8
heres my charrie and bio/intro Light footfalls could be heard rising rhythmically along the street before the being could be seen. He emerged from a shadowy area, looking straight ahead of him the whole time. He paid no attention to passersby as he walked, no goal in mind yet determination shone in his crystal blue eyes. For once his glossy sunglasses were pulled up, pushing his shiny blue-hued hair back from his forehead. As soon as he turned into the sun they were snapped over his eyes, completely hiding his deep eyes. The young teen had tanned skin and a small pointed nose. Though he was not smiling at the moment, it seemed as though when he did he would show off dimples in either cheek. A small stud in one ear and a studded collar locked tightly around his neck, proving that this boy had a mind of his own and even a stubborn rebellious air about him. Indeed, he did have a rebel side to him. He had always had a lack of concern for the rules, and his looks stated that. The rest of the village he was in was all proper and uptight. He was not. Plain and simple for all to see. He wore simple clothes, however, a white tee with a red cross symbol designed on the front, and a pair of comfortable jeans, his favorites in fact. His walk spoke volumes about him, forward and fully upright. He didn't slouch, but faced his next challenge with the same determination that burned in his eyes. Only strange thing about this boy, the youngster by the name Donnie, was a pair of dark ears jutting from his trimmed hair. Well, that and his hair was a rather strange shade of blue, icy and rather light, cut neatly around his face yet pieces still fell freely down his forehead and framed his face. Donnie didn’t feel different from anyone else, even when he truly was not the same. The ears were not the only strange thing about him. Along with the ears came certain abilities. Well, let’s say that Donnie was more of a kid in tune with nature. He loved the trees. To, along with his powers, climb the trees and jump, almost catlike from limb to limb. To him, it was pure exhilaration. Where was he going? That was the question everyone seemed to ask him. He didn’t know. He just went along with life. Determined to accomplish any goal set before him. Do anything that he needed to. Meet anyone he had to. Do anything. It’s what he lived for
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 9:28:02 GMT -8
Post by E on Jul 13, 2006 9:28:02 GMT -8
ooc: i just need to write an intro.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 15:02:14 GMT -8
Post by surfrchik88124 on Jul 13, 2006 15:02:14 GMT -8
((alright, who's deleting every blumin' thing I post on here!!! just as I said before, I AM joining, and I have a character named Caley (see neondragonart.com/Art/2002/Elf_warrior.jpg for the pic) and I shall have an intro shortly - just working out some things mentally speaking))
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 15:44:21 GMT -8
Post by theliontamer♥ on Jul 13, 2006 15:44:21 GMT -8
Silence fell peacefully over the small wooded area, the sun falling in speckled patches against the dirt and grass ground, the light straining to reach past the leafy covering that cast shade across most of the small path. The only movement was the gentle wind rippling through the grass that grew on either side of the small, winding path.
"SHIT!" Well. The silence didn't last too long. But who would think that such a harsh exclamation would come from the white winged, blond haired, blue eyed, modestly dressed female coming up the pass. Well...she was wearing combat boots.
Long blonde curls fell perfectly in between the pair of large, white, feathery wings that sprouted seamlessly from her shoulder blades. It fell to nearly the small of her back, the bottom inch or so of it dyed a bright shade of turquiose, which matched her sparkling blue eyes. Well, eyes that were narrowed in frustration and utter pissed-offed-ness. Her cherry lips were pressed together in a scowl, and her delicate fingers were running down the length of her simple white dress. The dress fell in a gentle u shape, a small ruffle across her chest while the cotton piece flowed out loosely down her body, ending somewhere a few inches above her knee.
She was currently examing the hem of her dress, where a large brown stain smeared across the the perfect, delicate white of an angel's attire. Well that's what she got for playing in the mud. But the pond had been so captivating, watching the flying fish skim across the surface of the otherwise smooth water, a bullfrog croaking somewhere off in the distance as a mother duck led her ducklings through the reeds and out into the dark blue water. The birds feared her not, the small hummingbirds brushing past her face in pursuit of a sweet flower from which to feed, and she in turn plucked a waterlily from the shallow waters and tucked it behind her ear, humming a song of nature to herself and all that inhabited this little world. She had been so intrigued that she found herself on her knees, dress spread around her, as she followed the dragonflies with her eyes as they dipped and hummed, flitting across her range of vision, each one unique and equally beautiful. Even the fish that came to nip gently at her finger when she swirled it over the top of the lake and sent ripples in all directions brought her joy, and she delighted in the bright rays of sunshine casting sparkles across the water's surface. How was she to help it; she was after all an "angel" of nature. A cussing, rebellious, runaway angel, but an angel nonetheless.
Pale skin peeked out from underneath her pale summer dress, and had she been wearing anything else that perhaps showed her midrift, one would notice the intricate symbol tatooed there. Oh yes, another of her rebellious phases, going out and getting the Chinese symbol for "Beautiful Diaster" permanently inked into the small of her back. But she didn't regret it. The only thing that took away from her light and airy nature was the pair of clunky, light brown boots that raced up half of her calf. They would be similar to a pair of today's Uggs had they not been steel toed.
Now, if only she could magically be back in the town, where she belonged. She had been on her way, but once sidetracked and already late rationalized that it wouldn't matter if she was even later. She just hoped her boss would feel the same.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 16:02:30 GMT -8
Post by theliontamer♥ on Jul 13, 2006 16:02:30 GMT -8
OOC: Just for some background, she's based very loosely off of this character....the only things that are actually just about the same are her wings and her boots....but yeah, those are difficult to describe anyways. I might be drawing her myself so that it's actually her....maybe.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 17:02:52 GMT -8
Post by corgis4me on Jul 13, 2006 17:02:52 GMT -8
"Can you believe that? I mean geez, its only the third week of summer and she has already finished all of her summer homework. I mean, come on, you need to have at least a little bit of fun over the summer. Its our last summer between high school years, and i for sure am not going to waste my time by doing stupid homework." "Yeah totally." chimed in a red headed girl while all the others whispered to themselves about how right she was. "May your right about everything." said a blonde girl with a smile, all the girls nodded in agreement. "Aww your to much." said May.
She was sitting on a bench that was around the fountain. The fountain was of three angels, and it sat in the middle of the town. Around May sat about ten to fifteen girls, all listening carefully to every word she said. They sat on the floor below her looking up at her with curiosity in their eyes, every word that May said was gold. For example, if she said not to wear green the next day, not one girl in town would be wearing green. May liked all the attention and that everyone, well at least all the girls, listened to her. May was the most popular girl in school, but she was not your average girl.
She had short coral red hair and bright purple eyes. She always wore two things, one her favorite blue and white jean jacket and her blue and white baseball hat these went with anything she was wearing for that day. You never say May without her baseball cap on,and jean jacket on. Theses were her trademark items, no girl in her town would dare to wear a jean jacket or a baseball hat at the same time, because if they did they would be exiled from all the girls for a week.
She looked down at her admiring fans and friends, she smiled and tipped her hat to them. She then stood up on the bench where just a moment before she was sitting. "Well ladies I am off I will see you all later." She smiled again and waved goodbye as she walked around the fountain on the bench. The girls waved goodbye to her and then departed, all but two the Blondie and the red headed girl. They meet up with May at the other side of the fountain. "So May where are you headed?" asked the blonde girl. "Not sure." replied May. "I think I will headed out to the forest for a walk." She jumped down from the bench with a smile. "Okay well have fun." and with that the two girls departed as May headed toward the forest.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:14:53 GMT -8
Post by glamorousgnome on Jul 13, 2006 20:14:53 GMT -8
(ooc: uhhhhh...wow...my character is super weird. i seriously racked my brain but could find nothing special lol)
I shan't take up much of your time father. I have a very sloppy translator. No one would take me seriously but a one-handed, one-eyed peasant. I just have to inform you of this, as we may never have the opportunity to meet again. What has happened to me father, is a tragedy. I have been turned into a frog. You must help me! You must believe me and take me in again!
Sincerely your son with desperate love, Prince Paris
But the king had laughed at him. The entire court had laughed at him. Never mind where the real prince was, probably dead. But this was a riot! A man posing as a frog posing as the prince!
"Innkeeper! I need a room!" "No room for beasts, just for men!" "But I am the prince!" And the door was always slammed in his face during conversations like this.
Prince Paris glanced at himself in the pond in the forest, his refelction causing him to glower at himself. Once a handsome young man, a man in his teens with long dark, curling hair down to his shoulders, perfectly sized features, and deadly blue eyes. And this had happened to him! Oh, the old story was that an old witch had made him a frog! Old witch indeed! It was that young sorcerror. He had told her they would get married one day. Oh. Married. What a wonderful lie to tell to a sorceress! And she sent him off, as green and forlorn as he could have ever been in his life. He still retained his piercing blue eyes, and his lips were pink with his former beauty, but now he retained the abilities and appearance of a frog. And the sorcerress had placed a crown on his head, a tiny, frog sized one. Just to mock him. She told him, "If you can get a girl to kiss you and mean it, truly mean it, truly love a frog, then you will change back to your former self. Oh, and the catch- you have to love her too." There was that disaster with the girl back at the well....which did not work out too well. He didn't turn back into a prince. And the girl's mother chased him out of the house with a broom before he could even get his lips on her. She was asleep anyway. She couldn't have possibly loved him.
He heaved a great sigh as he soaked his skin in the mud to keep it moist. He was lonely and he was discouraged. Would he ever find someone to change him back?
He had seen a girl, playing about in the pond, and he had been fascinated by her. The wings. The wings! The boots! And now he secretly followed her, one hop at a time, his body slopping down on the leaves as he went. Every so often, rather loud croaks ensued from his mouth.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:19:42 GMT -8
Post by theliontamer♥ on Jul 13, 2006 20:19:42 GMT -8
OoC; Homg. I love your character Jen! xDD And you know she'd totally love him.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:22:56 GMT -8
Post by glamorousgnome on Jul 13, 2006 20:22:56 GMT -8
ooc: lol thank you. i was like huh? when i wrote it lol. who wouldnt marry an amphibian?
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:36:40 GMT -8
Post by corgis4me on Jul 13, 2006 20:36:40 GMT -8
ooc: thats so cute
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:39:10 GMT -8
Post by glamorousgnome on Jul 13, 2006 20:39:10 GMT -8
ooc: thank you
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:40:14 GMT -8
Post by surfrchik88124 on Jul 13, 2006 20:40:14 GMT -8
((That is the best character ever Jen!!!! I was laughing when I first read it! Man you have a way with creativity! ;D))
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:42:10 GMT -8
Post by glamorousgnome on Jul 13, 2006 20:42:10 GMT -8
(ooc: you guys are all so sweet and complimentary to me! you guys keep me going!)
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 20:58:11 GMT -8
Post by surfrchik88124 on Jul 13, 2006 20:58:11 GMT -8
Caley sat silently with her back to a lone tree on a small hill overlooking the town, the rest of the forest behind her. Her long dirty blond hair that was tucked behind her long, pointy elf ears and fell past her waist blew about her in a small breeze. Her thin sword lay across her lap, reflecting the sunlight. This was how she spent her mornings after practicing with her blade - just watching the sun rise over the town until it was as bright as it would get, alone with nothing but nature and her own thoughts to keep her company. This was how she liked it too, most days. As long as she didn't have to be at the beck and call of her master, she was at peace. Her master, or her trainer to be more precise, used up every minute of her afternoons most days training her in various arts of swordplay and mind discipline. She had liked it for a while, but then it grew too predictable, unchallenging. She wanted adventure - something this small little town could never give her, so she thought.
As the sun rose higher in the sky, she realized she would have to face her master again. She let out a sigh as she stood and placed her sword back into it's sheath on her back before heading back into the forest.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 21:44:41 GMT -8
Post by lions_go_rawr on Jul 13, 2006 21:44:41 GMT -8
Indeed, Donnie had no idea where he was headed as he wandered aimlessly through the town. He had seen all of it too much before, so he was quickly bored of all the shops that he already knew. The forest was looming in the distance, and Donnie had only yet to explore some of the forest. "Hmm, there." He decided in his head. To the forest it was. He changed his path and walked in his own manner toward the greenery before him.
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Fantasy
Jul 13, 2006 21:50:05 GMT -8
Post by corgis4me on Jul 13, 2006 21:50:05 GMT -8
After about an hour walk she headed back towards the town. She used a differnt path this time. As she walked she admired all the beautiful trees and flowers. She smiled at everything. She then heard someone coming towards her. She looked up and waited for the person to appear.
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