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Posted: Mon, 08/03/2021 23:49 (3 Years ago)
Gate's condescending eyes pushed her annoying spy out the way and escorted her down the streets of Heaven, not even looking back. She walked all the way to the Gates of Heaven and almost jumped off in anger. A spy of her decides to waste her precious time and now she was almost just about to scream curses at the next idiot.

Lovely day she thought, her thoughts stormed by anger and wrath by useless and petty people. Her frown only worsened as she walked more and more through the streets, without objective nor idea of an objective.

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Posted: Mon, 08/03/2021 13:47 (3 Years ago)
It had been a long, long time since Jessica had seen Madame English without makeup. Her casket, covered in roses, white and red, had been beautifully painted with golden arcs and smelled as if the best perfume in the world. Everyone practically worshiped her portrait and gave so many different flowers, Jessica almost forgot which one was Madame English's favorite.

The funeral played on as a wave coming on to the shore, Jessica's eyes did not water nor did she cry as everyone said their speeches about Madame English. Jessica recorded she was the only one to bring Madame English's favorite flower, a Cornflower. It was the only blue flower in the bunch on the table, and the only that was welting. See, Jessica remembered that Madame English did not enjoy the idea of flowers at her funeral, instead, she wanted portraits of flowers and herself. Jessica kept her gaze at the casket, only to faulter whenever someone placed another flower on the casket.

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Posted: Mon, 08/03/2021 13:10 (3 Years ago)
Nuabel woke up in her tiny cottage with little to no worry as today the sun shined brightly into her tinted window. She got up from her covers and retreated to her even smaller bathroom, to which she got herself ready with a bit of blush, lipstick, brushed her hair thoroughly, tied it into a bun, and continued to her living room. Her kitchen, which was practically the living room, had only a small furnace to cook her meals with and. Nuabel grabbed a pan from her only shelf, and pour water, and place tea bags inside of said water. She smiled as it boiled and made herself a glass of tea afterward.

She smiled, as she wrapped herself in a jacket and walked outside onto her porch. Luckily, she lived right in the middle of the kingdom, so it wasn't lucked that she woke up to a bustling town with merchants and shopkeepers, running around and selling their product.

The second she stepped off of her porch is the second she was bombarded with offers from perfumes to herbs. Some were even good deals, like a cut diamond for half off ... Or maybe it wasn't that good of an offer. Nuabel, after a few seconds, shrugged off all the merchants and sighed under her breath. She had known that the dragon was making all the citizens panic and worry, and she wishes it could stop too. Yesterday, at her cartographer's office, she had about five more people wanting a map of the entire land, not just a map of the two kingdoms. Most of them said on their fear of the dragon and chaos just isn't for them.

She kept her walk down the stone path of the streets, bustling and loud, Nuabel stepped forward to her offices.

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Posted: Sun, 07/03/2021 16:34 (3 Years ago)
Username: yesnt
Name: Nuabel Isaac

Age: 53
Gender: Female
Swan or Raven?: Raven

Personality: She'd bake you cookies, tuck you in, and give you milk for the morning. Yes, she's a newly found grandmother. Nuabel is caring and sweet to practically everyone who isn't threatening her. She can be sassy and sarcastic but overall is just a grandma being a grandma and saving the kingdoms.

Description: A 5'8", black-skinned woman. Her long, black hair tied into a bun on the back of her head, and a colorful bandana wrapping her hair together. She wears dark purple robes and wears black slip-on shoes, with golden outlines on almost every edge.

Weapon: A two-inch penknife, it is the Isaac family's heirloom. With gold and amethyst encrusted in the blade, it is not made for killing, but for injuring to a point of crippling a victim. Once the blade is injected into the skin, shards of amethyst encrust inside the victim, making their pain even worst. Nuabel wishes to never use it.

Backstory: Nuabel has lived a good life, born into a good, moral family. She has 13 siblings, 6 sisters, and 7 brothers, placing last in the family, she is the youngest child. She grew up, seeing the world build up around her, and became a cartographer. Nuabel had met her love at her work, her future-to-be bought Nuabel's heart. They started together as partners until they married. Nuabel's wife, Sheral, and herself adopted and raised two kids, Amy and Leonardo. Sheral died after an unknown hate criminal stabbed her in the back. After her children grew up and Sheral dying, Nuabel continued her life as a cartographer, selling maps of the land.

Password: STRAWBERRY

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Posted: Sun, 07/03/2021 14:10 (3 Years ago)
Lieya kept her gaze at the Houndour, only for it to walk past her. As they passed, Lieya frowned slightly. She sighed and then waddled down the endless beach, only stopping to collect sticks.

She then came along a bloody pawprint in the white sand, it was easily noticeable as for obvious reasoning that red really does go great on white. Lieya used her hand to scoop some of the red and inserted it inside her mouth. Lieya forgot the taste of blood long ago but seems to remember it at this moment. She almost spit the red out immediately and squinted at the trail of blood, her waddling feet started to follow the trail.

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Posted: Fri, 05/03/2021 15:56 (3 Years ago)
Gia's idle eyes woke up from their shock. She tried moving, and she only got her hands to push her up off the ground. She could hear yelling, screams even, as she looked down at her legs. Luckily, her right was just bruised and battered. But as she turned to her left, it was covered with blackness and she could barely feel them. She looked more closely, wiping the char off with her finger. There was blood, dried and wet at the same time on her legs, a long cut through her left leg, almost all the way around her knee. It was still bleeding out as she wrapped her jeans over it.

She tried her best to stand, and, hunched over and limping, got up to start walking away. She stopped her a minute, hearing the screaming and warcries of what she assumes to be Fatui.

What about the others? she thought as she turned around to the path. She quickly shrugged the idea of helping the others, as it was probably gonna get her a tombstone.

With her fingers crossed and all the things she'd ever want, she limped more away until she was a safe distance and sat back down, growing herself a small sweet flower. She picked it apart and poured the little nectar she had on her wound.

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Posted: Thu, 04/03/2021 22:28 (3 Years ago)

I Am the: Female Elf


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My is name: Kinderan "Kin" Cassandra
I am: 20 years old.
I like: Anything that can read.
A little about me: Well, for starters, my mom and I always were moving, we were nomads, obviously. Neither of us knew our parent/SO and we really didn't want to know either. She was interested in reading, I guessed it smudged on me as my favorite room in a house is the library. If you don't have one (or at least a supply of books), go away with your cheesy pickup lines and alcoholic family. Oh dear, this is the part I'm forced to say, well, here we go; *cough cough*, I hope and wish that we have the most wondrous time together.

I like: Books (especially human-written books as they have the most ignorant thought to the actual world), philosophical discussion, I also like drawing flowers, weird addiction, I know (P.S. my favorite flower is what the humans call Irises but what the Elves call "Bleuet Mourant"), and that's really it.


I hate: Anybody illiterate, I don't care how seductive you are, Angels (Too nice-kid phase), Demons (Too emo-kid phase), Vampires (Too quiet-kid phase), people who don't like me (Duh), and snobs (Hypocritical? No.)


O.o°•A secret: OooooOOo, the one I've been waiting for... Will anybody be seeing this? No? Okay, good. I've been hiding this to even my mother, *whispering* I actually know my father. Just a sec, just a sec. Drumroll, please ... he is an evil spirit. Yeah, I know, crazy my mom did things with him! Or her, I don't judge. I'm apparently half evil spirit, so, that's pretty cool! *Stops whispering* So that's my secret over and done with.

[Author's Notes: Kin is a 5'7", golden-haired young woman that wears a light orange dress, resembling a proper 1700s U.S woman. She has blue eyes and wears 1-inch brown heels.]



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Posted: Thu, 04/03/2021 20:48 (3 Years ago)
Aloan Golem, use Rock Throw!

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Posted: Thu, 04/03/2021 16:48 (3 Years ago)
A solid 16.9999% idiot and a definite 99.999999% Scorebunny.

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Posted: Thu, 04/03/2021 02:08 (3 Years ago)
The grass mage heard the electricity crackle through the ground, luckily enough, she quenched for her life as nothing happened. Opening her eyes, Gia saw the man lift his hammer from a good bit away, he spun around and then spotted her again. The hammer-wielded man smiled towards Gia as he charged again. Swiftly, Gia grew a Fire Flower Stamen and threw it at the charge. The flower charred against the force the man was pulling and soon made the charge on fire and directly at Gia. A ghostly hallucination formed in between,

"Remember, these flowers are extremely fierce and burn anything, including the melting of metals." The memory looked at her, holding a Fire Flower Statmen in its hand, "Nothing can go through it" the figure smiled at her

The crash was all slow to Gia, she fell quickly and felt the burns and electricity in her body. Gia's body and mind were frozen, as it was overloaded with energy. The only noise around was the crackling fire.

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Posted: Thu, 04/03/2021 01:11 (3 Years ago)
Gia looks at the purple-clothed people. "What is happening?" She asked, squinting at the people. She almost immediately recognizes them, but the second she did the second she was snatched by one of Fatui's skirmishers, an Electro-Hammer Vanguard. She was pulled towards a dirt plain and was throw a few feet away. Grunting and squirming, she hit the ground and, as she got up, noticed a bit of blood from her nose. Gia turned to the intruder and got up to face them. The man chuckled as Gia noticed an also bloodied hammer.

They're killing people?

She asked herself as she steadied her pace. Her sharp catalyst was summoned quickly by her vision and start to throw thorns from the weapon. Most missed but some hit, causing extreme bleeding from the puncture wounds. The man grunted before charging to her. She dodged agile and ran a bit farther away, before firing more thorns.

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Posted: Wed, 03/03/2021 12:59 (3 Years ago)
Lieya waddles down the beach some more and she saw a Houndour? Houndoom? She could never tell the difference between the two, except for size. The face-painted Togepi waved to them as she hastily ran against the sand.

"Hello!!!" She said excitedly, as she stopped her run and retreated to her waddle to greet the Houndour, "I'm Lieya Johnson! You must be new here! What's your name?" Her gaze never seemed to break with the Houndour, and, like the Krabby from her face paint, she looked inanimate whilst staring and waiting for an answer.

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Posted: Tue, 02/03/2021 20:10 (3 Years ago)
Lieya kept her waddle on the beach, only stopping to pick up another stick, stopped by a small crystal. It wasn't any ordinary crystal, nor was it a mega stone like the Pokemon it town talked about. It was a shard of something, it had rough, diamond-like edges with a practically see-through clarity. She simply shrugged and towed it with her sticks and glass of beach water.

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Posted: Tue, 02/03/2021 16:38 (3 Years ago)
Gate jumped off the fountain and started her pace towards the woman calling her name. It was Horoya, the angel that spies for her, or so Gate hopes.

"Yes, hello. My spy hunting just began, so," She frowned intensely at Horoya's face, "What's got you all up in the clouds?" she asked, her eyebrow raised. She tapped her foot repeatedly as she waited for a response.

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Posted: Tue, 02/03/2021 16:14 (3 Years ago)
Lieya was waddling around the white beach, washed-up sticks in one hand and a cup of the beach's water in another. Today, she had painted her face like a Krabby because she wanted to pick up sticks and waddle around the shore. Lieya really loved how she did the makeup, occasionally looking at her reflection in the water. She painted herself as a Krabby to really feel how it was to be a crab, was it fun to be a crab? Yes. Did she want to be a crab forever? Maybe, she'll have to decide. She brushed the meaning of life off her shell and continued her search for sticks.

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Posted: Tue, 02/03/2021 13:16 (3 Years ago)
Username: yesnt
Character name: Lieya (Lee-a) Johnson
Pokemon: Togepi
From another world: No
Appearance: A normal Togepi, with a different face painting every day and a striped egg pattern of baby blue, pink, and light purple instead of a dotted one.

Personality: Lieya, before all of her transformation, was a small child in the wrong place. Her father had passed due to a car wreck and her mother, richer than the sky's limit, put her up for adoption. If you explain every phrase of her story to her, she will look around, lean into you, and say, "What does [insert word here] mean?" until you finally give up trying. She is nice, bubbly and, with her face painting changing every day, seems very good with the clown's job. She always tries to smile, even if just getting stab, Lieya will smile while she dies.

Moveset: Safeguard, Morning Sun, Follow Me, Wish
RP Gimmick? No
Other: Literally none of her moves do damage, they are: A. Take all the attacks until fainted B. Relief status effects or C. heals Lieya- so she'll faint relatively easy if she uses Follow Me.


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Posted: Tue, 02/03/2021 01:38 (3 Years ago)
"Oh, okay, yeah, sure," Gia laughed, she stood up and immediately sat back down, "Which one do I introduce myself to?" She asked as she turned her head to Aspen. She never really knew how to greet someone, her best friend, Pyonor, she simply bumped into during her millions of trips to Wolvendom and Aspen, whom she met running away from something else in her life, is the only person she has ever kept a conversation long enough with to tell him about Pyonor. Life must always be like that, she thought to herself, You run so far and yet you still bump into something...

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Posted: Tue, 02/03/2021 00:06 (3 Years ago)
Gia was almost surprised, more people than just Aspen and her? She had thought this entire time that Aspen made his own camp and just invited her to it. There were two, no, three sets of twins! She couldn't even keep up with who's who and the fire crumple's kept her memory even more tact. She shook her head, summon her vision, and put it on the ground. The vision fiddled a bit before growing a Flaming Flower Stamen. Gia pruned it with great skill and threw it into the fire, just like that, the fire was rumbling and roaring with flame yet again. She slightly smiled at the flame and continued her counting of the twins.

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Posted: Mon, 01/03/2021 20:24 (3 Years ago)
Gate was seated at a fountain, her finger tapping vigorously, what had she been missing? She was a part of the war against the demons, what could she have possibly missed? She was truly puzzled about the circumstances of the demon's warfare. She had seen almost 40 spies around and, with the help of her peers, took them down. Is there even a strategy for their war? Do they enjoy taking pieces with their king instead of using the queen? Gate kept her pace with the tapping, only stopping if she had an idea. She never had an idea, nor had she thought about anything she and her team could possibly do to counter. How do you counter something that could be anyone?

Wait.

Gate thought to herself, a small idea bred into her mind to only escape outside her understanding. She snapped her fingers, cursed underneath her breath, and kept her train of thought.

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Posted: Mon, 01/03/2021 19:18 (3 Years ago)
(Timeskip wrote thankfully by Gecko!)

After many more long hours of interrogation, most of the suspects were dismissed by 3 AM. However, one individual left before they could talk to Detective Westling. At 12 PM, the exhausted and irritable Detectives Westling and Foster made their way to Ms. Darrah's work, Club Ritz, which was the most famous gentleman's club in all of London.

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