Raiha

[COLOR=royalblue]Don't worry, I think it's an interesting name. More gothic than mine....*shudder* D'Ann. I prefer Grace. Or Twister.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She sighed and squeezed Rae's shoulder reassuringly. The younger female smiled quietly and nodded to Jaudiar....from experience came a quiet calm that satisfied the younger girl.[/i] Rae: Thanks. Jaudiar: ...don't worry. Liam: Hmm? Jaudiar: Come on.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She smiled and leaned back her arms behind her head. This was not so bad after all......her body was completely relaxed, her eyes half shut. Rico smiled and hugged her around the waist, his head resting on her chest.[/i] Valeigh: Comfortable? Rico: Very. Valeigh: ....good. Do you think we should get up now? Rico: ....um....do we half to? Valeigh: Maybe.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She smiled and the orc screeched to himself and jerked away. Nepenthe smiled and backed up, arms held out peacefully. Her sword was still visible, but she didn't appear to be threatening him. Orc looked arround warrily. A spnyhx was currently stuffing her face and a female werewolf was sitting down weaving at a large loom. He looked back at the woman who had scared him so easily. She smelled like stone and starlight.[/i] Orc: ....got fresh meat? Nepenthe: Help yourself. Orc: Thanks... [i]He sat down by the fire and ate quickly, ripping the red meat off the bone and swallowing it down with very little chewing. Nepenthe raised one eyebrow and flicked her wings to herself. Table manners were obviously not a part of an orcs training. If they even had any.[/i] Siren: Eew. Nepenthe: Could be worse. Orc: Huh? Nepenthe: Nothing....carry on with your ravishing.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Speak for yourself Flynn. ......... Name: Lethe Age: 800 Race: Shifter Weapon: Body Humanoid Appearance: See attatchment. Bio: When she was born, she fully had control over her shifting powers, but decided to run to the forest and hide. The rest of her family could not understand her difference, so she moved in with the wolf packs of Atenae. They did not judge their people, and accepted her as a child. As of now, she is a wanderer, rogue, theif, and assassin.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Oh I don't know. I think I was born this way. I always wanted to be a unicorn, or ride on one. And I've always imagined what it would be like if I had wings. So yeah, I don't know when it started.[/COLOr]

[COLOr=royalblue]Oh that's good......I like it. And it's very good, because you mentioned KFC. ;)[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]The deer moved silently through the forest, ears twitching silently....something was there, but he couldn't quite --- Nepenthe rose to her feet and smiled. The sphynx's aim was perfect....the buck never knew what hit him. With a quick flap of her wings, Nepenthe brought herself over to the deer's fallen form. She drew her blade and quietly began to skin it.....slowly, methodically.... Hours later, she drew off the entire skin and wrapped up the meat. Then the two of them went back the way they came, heading home to where the fire was burning brightly. Jenica greeted them and immediatly began to steep the hide in the tanic acid barrel.[/i] Nepenthe: Dark meat or white? Siren: ....white. And NO entrails. Jenica: Dark! Nepenthe: Me too...... [i]She hoisted the venison over her shoulder and set it out on the spit to cook.....soon, drips of tallow and blood sizzled on the hearth, sending up a delicious scent of roasting meat.[/i][/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue]She is a goddamn human! Maybe she just had plastic surgery or something.....to make her ears more pointy.....-_-;[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]I think she should fall in love. ;) Hopeless romantic that I am....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]WAKE UP CRAIG!!! My character is falling asleep while she looks at you sleeping! Geez, nobody can sleep for that long....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Oh help help! Save us all from the demon in disguise! He's going to kill us all with thoughts of asparagus! J/K. Here's another shot of my personage.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Oh come off it Harlequin...you know you could do just as good if you would get off your high horse and get your hands dirty. :p ~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Valeigh grimaced and dug her nails into his back once more. If he was determined to drive her out of her mind, why not take him along for the ride? He arched his back in return to the pain she gave him and held her down even more firmly.[/i] Rico: You're not getting away.... Valeigh: What am I? Your prey?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The female Nephiliam burst into the clearing, leaned on her spear, and promply broke down into fits of hysterical laughter. She slumped down and continued chuckling madly, hair breaking free from its restraining thong....she smiled and looked up.[/i] Nepenthe: Is that your current, "Don't kill me please." line? Siren: Yup. Ain't it great? Nepenthe: ....you're terrible. Siren: No, I'm a sphynx. There's a difference. Nepenthe: Oh well, sorry about that. I'm hunting. We're hungry at home. Siren: Oh yeah....how's Jenica? Nepenthe: As sweet as ever. Comeon, I'll save you the entrails. [i]The two women continued through the forest while Siren muttered something under her breath about entrails. And no courtesy these days.....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The female nephiliam pushed back her thick black hair and secured it with a leather thong. This day hadn't even begun and she was starting to hate it. With a swift movement, she slipped on her lengire and tunic, then belted it with a double hitch. Next she swirled on her blood stained sheepskin cloak and fastened the skull clasp. Her sword handle hung onto her belt and her wings were easily folded behind her. Nepenthe Sevenstar, Nephil and sometimes a tiger....was ready to go. With a quick movement, she opened the door leading from the grotto of her cave to the normal rock cavern of her waterfall home. Hunting season. For deer and other four legged herbivores.[/i] Nepenthe: .....Mmmmm, breakfast time. Jenica: Going so soon? Nepenthe: I'll bring you back a head of fsomething....and a fresh hide to tan. Hold down the fort for me. [i]The small female werewolf grinned and quietly contined with her weaving. This day would begin like any other day....badly....then progress into something better. Hopefully. The Dreaming mountains had been unusually quiet, the Mages silent, and the Firewitch king was still. For now. Jenica sighed to herself. It wasn't that she liked complete calm, but it felt wrong. Like something was going to happen. She brushed aside her fears and threaded a new pattern onto the blanket she was making. It would be wonderful when she was done. Deep in the heart of the Atenae forests, Nepenthe was stalking her prey....sword out and body tensed.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]At last........alrighty then. I'll start this either tonight, or tomorrow. It all depends on how I feel. So prepare yourselves for an epic journey, a good deal of food, and an evil dark sorcerer. He's a big fat meanie head. Just to warn you all....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Valeigh: I think I will scream. Rico: ....so do it already. [i]She tilted her head back and cried out, her voice bending the mind.....then she fell forward onto his chest. Rico rolled her over until he was on top once more, pushing her down into the sweet oblivion of the matress. The once dead female groaned and struggled in his grasp, unwilling to be submissive to the male on top of her. Rico smiled and held her down by the arms.....laughing in her face.[/i] Rico: You're mine. Valeigh: ....damn you.[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]So I sang for the king, And after I went out, And there was no sound, Only a loon crying in the distance. I am Jaudiar, The starseed in my heart is chaos, It is never simple, And I will never love again. A half opal, With many bat wings, Throbbing with agony, And soothing in its fear. It is mine, Ananda is not mine, Love is never mine, To love Ananda is my fear. Will it love? I can not love.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]........perfect. Name: Lethe Sevenstar Clothes: see attatchment. Face: Always stained with blood, several scratching scars behind her neck, tracing in a tree pattern down her back. Object of remeberance: Cut crystal vial full of blue spider blood.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Hmmm, Rico, you might want to clarify as to what you look like as a human. Since all of the characters here have a humanoid form that they can flicker back and forth through. Or did I fail to mention that? *scratches head* Oh well, I'm saying it now. And no, no demons. Sorry. You have to pick something from the list. The only reason I'm leting the Griffin pass as a Sylph is because Pressure is my blood sister, and I owe her a favor. Edit: A Host is the form that ALL of you assume when you are not a humanoid. Like: I am a nephil, but when I transform, I become a tiger. And that means, Rico...that you'll have to have a human form. Magic is fine Raquel, feel free to use it, I know I will...but nothing very powerful. Yet.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Alright then ladies, gentlemen, and other forms of life. I have decided that the time has come for yet another RPG of my creation. Of course....this is the first in like two years, but that's okay. It's allowed for someone like me. Now, down to buisness. This RPG is, as you might have guessed, all about Mythic beasts. There will be room only for one of these following creatures, and NO ELVES! Sorry for all of you elf lovers, but it doesn't work with my ideas. 1: Griffin/sylph [half lion, half eagle] [COLOr=crimson]TAKEN[/COLOR] 2: Manticore [mans face(guy only spot), body of a bear, tale of a scorpion] [COLOr=crimson]TAKEN[/COLOR] 3: Unicorn [COLOr=crimson]TAKEN[/COLOR] 4: Werewolf [COLOr=crimson]TAKEN[/COLOR] 5: Orc [goblin, uruk, whatever you want to call it] [COLOr=crimson]TAKEN[/COLOR] 6: Shapeshifter [this is restricted....be forewarned] [COLOr=crimson]TAKEN[/COLOR] 7: Sphynx [body of lion, face of woman(girl only spot), wings] [COLOr=crimson]TAKEN[/COLOR] And finally, there will be me. One of the nephilim. For those of you who don't know what a nephil is, they are the sons and daughters of El [god]. They have stone white skin, wings, and a mean sense of humor. They also flicker from a host animal, to their humanoid form with great ease. So...to join this epic tale, in which we find out who we really are, control our anger, and generally just save the universe, sign up something like this: Name: Raiha Sevenstar Age: 800 [doesn't matter, just don't be over this number] Species: Nephil Host: White tiger. Weapon: Tiger half, sword[If you're a wolf, use teeth claws, tail...blah blah blah] Bio: Life is bad, she's a wanderer, don't mess with her unless you're a hottie or a cool chicka locco, blah blah blah....[not really necessary] Appearance: See attatchment. ~~~~~~~~~~ So I will decide who will join, and be forewarned, this is based on experience, sign ups, general reputation, and other such things. If I don't like your sign up, there will be no "Taken" sign put under the species. And if you piss me off, you're gonna die.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Do you mean we have to edit things? .........like what? I can't seem to think of anything that needs it. Except maybe my apperance. I like this better...[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She hissed through gritted teeth and her head moved from side to side. Energy was building up behind her eyes once more, and the pleasure was terrible. Valeigh gripped Rico's back with her fingernails, digging in...regardless of the blood she was producing.[/i] Rico: You're hurting me... Valeigh: So? Rico: ....I thought you were bored. Valeigh: I lied.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The poor guy's search was fruitless, then he got an idea and quietly slinked up to Jaudiar. She crossed her arms and looked at him lazily....through half closed eyes.[/i] Liam: Have you seen my baby? Jaudiar: Oh...you mean this? [i]She bent down and drew back the cloth covering one of the sideboard tables. There it was. Liam gasped then straightened up and threw his arms around her neck.[/i] Liam: Oh I could kiss you! Jaudiar: ....is that a fact? [i]The older female grinned at him and winked with her left eye.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Valeigh tilted her head back and pleasure washed over her in harsh waves...energy flooded through her once more as Rico continued...whatever the hell he was doing down there. She smiled and opened her eyes half way...He looked up at her and opened his mouth slightly.[/i] Rico: Having a good time? Valeigh: Quite. Rico: ....don't get used to it. [i]She rolled her eyes lazily and looked up at the ceiling, feigning boredom.[/i][/COLOR]