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Post by mercurygemini on Dec 3, 2008 13:46:21 GMT -5
There is a Castle that is located at a very far and remote part of a busy town. Inside lives these witches from some force the nocturnal spirit. These witches offer an ultimatum to whoever dares to step into their territory. Either know their teachings of witchcraft or death. The most clever ones only survive. You can play one of the witches that lives in the castle, an anime character or a normal citizen. Ocs are allowed. Play as many people as you want. My Oc. Name: Cleo Apperance: clickType: Witch. Specializes in elements from the earth, mostly fire and light. Personality: Witty, quiet but serious in her work. Often botches in experiments. One of the youngest in the clan. Refuses to show her emotions to anyone.
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Post by Ayumi Elric on Dec 3, 2008 17:11:03 GMT -5
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Post by mercurygemini on Dec 3, 2008 17:20:27 GMT -5
((welcome. I'll start as soon as a couple of more people join))
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Post by Ayumi Elric on Dec 3, 2008 17:23:38 GMT -5
((alright~))
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Post by Edward's Alter Ego on Dec 4, 2008 12:31:17 GMT -5
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Post by Ruri on Feb 11, 2009 6:20:27 GMT -5
((I love your siggy Cathy!! ^^)) Name: Alex Raine Appearance: Type: Human Personality: He loves music. Plays the drums and mixes his own music on the computer. He is friendly and often tries to lighten up a bad situation with a joke, having no results. He is a great guy to be around, but isn't popular at school. He is really smart, and hates spiders.
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Post by KLIKnDIE on Feb 11, 2009 13:29:57 GMT -5
(( I don't suppose it'd be asking too much if I wanted to play... Name:INDIANA JONES!!!! Appearance: Personality: Dr. Henry Walton "Indiana" Jones, A Professor of Archaeology and, many times, the unwilling adventurer. He has garnered a reputation for attempting to preserve items of incredible historic significance... even in the face of those who would want the item for incredible profit. Sadly even with his good intentions he has been labeled a grave robber in many countries and an enemy to many groups. He brandishes a cynical sense of humor, brought on by his experiences in the second world war, and his relationship with his father, and quick wit for improvising, with his fists if he has to. He has been known to prefer disabling his opponents rather than killing them if he can. His usual equipments consists of his Fedora, Whip, Revolver, Leather Jacket and Satchel. He's the History Geek that could kick your ass if he needed to. ))
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Post by Edward's Alter Ego on Feb 11, 2009 22:18:08 GMT -5
((Thanks Ruri! OMG!! XD Indian Jones LOL! My roommate will kill you if she knew you were playing him. She loves Indy. hee hee))
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Post by KLIKnDIE on Feb 11, 2009 22:37:55 GMT -5
(( D8 Kill me?! B-b-b-but... But I try my very best to capture his personality~ Would she kill me then?! ))
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Post by Edward's Alter Ego on Feb 12, 2009 2:34:49 GMT -5
((She has a very weird personality XD I can't talk about Indy in front of her without her giving me the "look" n.n; fear not, she knows not of this forum.))
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Post by KLIKnDIE on Feb 12, 2009 11:59:21 GMT -5
(( So... when do we begin? ))
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Post by mercurygemini on Feb 12, 2009 13:57:19 GMT -5
((We could begin now, I'm sorry for not responding sooner, school is driving me crazy at the moment. Welcome Klickndie, Cat and Ruri )) It began raining heavily at midnight. Cleo looked out of the window while holding a candle that lit a strange but lovely blue flame. The lightning flashed through the clouds before there was a loud 'boom'
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Post by Edward's Alter Ego on Feb 12, 2009 17:19:17 GMT -5
Ed happened to be in town looking for the famous legendary Philosopher's Stone. His luck had run out when he found out that the stone he was chasing was just a very expensive ruby. "Guess I'll have to look somewhere else. Don't worry, Al. I'll get your body back." he muttered to himself and looked up. He noticed a tall building far off in the distance. It looked like a castle, but it was too far away to tell. Ed shrugged and sighed. The next train back to Dublith won't be until tomorrow morning. Since he had nothing else to do, why not go check that place out? Ed thought that he would go check out the building before he headed back to his hotel. Knowing those men at the tavern, they were probably still up partying.
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Post by KLIKnDIE on Feb 12, 2009 17:59:37 GMT -5
--In Ed's Room-- (*winkwink* Cathy~) Lightning flashed again, creating a snapshot of the dreary room. A lump on the floor, the figure of a person, began to move. "Woooh..." It groaned, "That's some hangover..." Though at first unsteady, the Man slowly stood, shaking his head as if to drive away the cobwebs left behind by a bad dream. The lights from the streets below cast elongated shadows across the unfamiliar room. 'Odd... Where... am I?' His thoughts continued in hushed mumblings, "The interior is definitely new... but the style... and the workmanship... you'd think I was in some... Medieval Era construct... The thatched roofing seems authentic though... 17...maybe 18th century." He raised a hand to rub his weary forehead, the tangled brown hair beneath a worn Fedora. Feeling something was off, he suddenly became aware of a weight in his other hand.
There in his still gloved hand, lay fragments of green and a yellow ring. "Great... so much for puddle jumping my way home..."
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Post by Edward's Alter Ego on Feb 12, 2009 19:49:21 GMT -5
((I wanna be in Ed's room D: ...............XD; lol))
Ed decided that maybe he should clean himself up and get some food before going back out again. After all, he was filthy. He ignored the men down in the tavern who were yelling at him to come have a beer with them and headed straight for his room. Once he got to room number 147, he opened the door and shuffled in. He then stopped dead in his tracks and saw a man sitting on the floor between the two beds. Panic shot through Ed, thinking he had the wrong room, but when he saw the suitcase at the end of the bed and his jacket hung up on the rack, he wasn't mistaking. "Hey! What are you doing in my room?" Ed yelled at the mysterious man. Thinking he was some kind of burgler, Ed automatically clapped his hands and transmuted the windows shut so he wouldn't escape.
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