Skye

[size=1][color=slategray]THat would actually be pretty cool, Arika. xD Bah, to lazy to type out your whole name. And if Jacob gets here before I decide this is a no-go... *grins* The old crew would be great! And I wonder if DW has seen this yet...[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]That's actually funny, Retribution, because the last one was the one I had the hardest time getting to the right proportions. I like the first one a lot, because it's so simple, but the placement of the flower draws your eyes away from the center of incessant blue. I understand how the colors clash now that you point it out. But on the last one, I sort of excused the colors because of the placement of Sakura and the flowers. I don't seem to see it as crammed together. And I think the reason I didn't see the color clash ws because green and brown go together, and that's mostly what you see in the 3rd avatar. Depending on which one you look at, her eyes are either blue or green, and they help blend the rest of the colors. Sorry if it seemed like I was ignoring you, Zenju. Had to get that out of the way. I already said what I liked about the fourth one; I'm guessing you like it, also. I'm glad you like them. Now, on to the next set! (I was in a craze last night at midnight.) [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22757&stc=1[/img] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22758&stc=1[/img] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22759&stc=1[/img] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22760&stc=1[/img] That's the 'Strawberries' series. ^_^ I am actually now making more avatars. xD That's what I get for having a birthday and officially getting a whole day off. [b]EDIT:[/b] Jian asked me to make him a Devil May Cry avatar, with his name, so here it is. Hope you like, Spence-san. [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22774&stc=1[/img][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Okay, I just decided to make a lot of avatars from pictures I have. Mostly Peach Girl and Card Captor Sakura. Those are the ones I made first. So! I would like C&C, but mind you, I use MS Paint, as that is all I can get, so the quality isn't likely to be high. I also use manga pictures. [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22745&stc=1[/img] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22747&stc=1[/img] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22746&stc=1[/img] [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22748&stc=1[/img] First: the 'Flower' series. I was contemplating doing a 'Glass Wings' series, from the same picture. Tell me what you think, and I might.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray][b]Name:[/b] Andre [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Gender: [/b] Female [b]Description:[/b] [url=http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/55-3.htm]Andre: Silver Eyed Lover[/url] [b]Weapons:[/b] Her two razor-edged rings. (See picture) [b]Fighting Style:[/b] Trickster and Twosome Time [b]Link:[/b] [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=638393#post638393]Fantasies First Post[/url] [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=637664#post637664]Remains of an Ancient Past[/url] [url=http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/libr/s/k/skyefoxx/vampires.htm.html]Vampire Kisses (Story)[/url] [url=http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/libr/s/k/skyefoxx/silverhair.htm.html]Silver Hair (Story)[/url] Gave you a couple different styles of mine. Sounds like fun. *grins* Now lets hope I don?t get my arse kicked a million countless times. Kay, done now. ^_^[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray][b]Name-[/b] Shaylee Mercedes [Last name unknown] [b]Age-[/b] 14, almost 15 [b]Gender-[/b] Female [b]Appearance-[/b] 5?6 ½?, 132 lbs, waist length jet black hair, thick, silky, loose, w/ blue, green, and silver streaks, green eyes w/ gold flecks, thick black eyelashes, short black jean shorts, black tank top from Fang w/ silver Celtic knot design and blue glitter, black socks, black and blue Army boots, fingerless black leather gloves, silver anklet w/ clear beads hanging off it, identical bracelet, long, tan arms and legs, long sharp features, black leather chocker (thin) w/ a black onyx rose head hanging off in a silver clasp, large silver hoop earrings w/ black onyx rose heads hanging off, and her cladagh ring. [b]Power/Control-[/b] Elemental: Water [b]Animal Form-[/b] White/Siberian tiger w/ green eyes [b]Group-[/b] Outskirts [b]Biography-[/b] As a young child, Shaylee, called Shay, lived off of the forbidden tales of hope and survival told by the old wives. Her parents were taken away from her when she was five, and killed right in front of her. She rarely lets herself care for anyone now, afraid of what would happen. Around the third grade, when she was nine, she began to ?hear? other peoples thoughts in her head, and those gave her the perspective of each side of an argument, if there ever was one. In sixth grade, she met two other?s who could also hear others thoughts, a boy and a girl, and they became outcasts together. In seventh grade, she almost let herself fall in love with a really sweet and cute girl in her Algebra class, but shied away, afraid of her liking another girl. When she noticed she still liked boys, too, she became even more frightened, and almost shut out her only two friends. When Shay and her friends found out about their powers, they made sense to them, as they corresponded with when they were born, and what their Zodiac signs were. As Shay?s was Pisces, born on 3/13/4999, she had control over water. Her moon sign was Aquarius, and, according to Astrology, she was a moon child, because of the way her personality leaned towards her moon sign. Now, she stands with her friends, and waits. I was gonna use water, but air works, as she tends to lean towards Aquarius which is a air sign. :) Now, Innocent, you can edit and go into more detail. EDIT: Who am I kidding? Depending on who gets in, I can still use water! xD[/size][/color]

[color=slategray][size=1]It?s the year 5013, and fashion statements have to be the [I]last[/I] thing on anybody?s mind. Wearing flip-flops on the street could result in serious burns, sometimes even deadly, to your feet, as the ground burns with heat and seeming anxiety. Anxiety? For what? It was nearing the time of Raid, which, for the past thirty years, has been a time of peril. For the past thirty years, bombs have dropped like rain, killing those within a 5-mile radius. The only safe place was underground. No, there was one other place. A place called Haven. Haven was a grove of tree?s magically protected in the middle of the desert, covered by an illusion. Only a chosen few and those lucky enough can find it. For 30 yrs, people have gotten into the habit of diving underground when Raid came. For 30 yrs, the tradition of celebrating about Jesus and the Crone was cast away in an attempt to preserve humanity, as were race, culture, and any religion. For 30 yrs, teens grew into grown ups, grown ups to old folk, old folk died, and babies grew to teens. For 30 yrs, these people were killed one by one by Dyran, the enemy government of Lacunas. For 30 yrs, all hide in their basements and root cellars, hiding anywhere they could, some still getting caught by the poison gas and impact from the bombs. Now, they wait, wondering who will die, and who will live to pray they will live after next Raid. All hold their breath, and wait for the bombing to begin. Only, none does. All is silent, no bombs explode, no poison gas seeps into unprotected spots to kill the occupants, and nothing pollutes the air. The temperature drops from 102 degrees to a bearable 95. Everyone waits for a day and a night, and still nothing happens. People come out of hiding, crowding the streets on awestruck groups, all packed together. A murmur or relief and awe sweeps through the streets of Lunar. All but nine teens, 3 at the YMCA fields, 3 at the third floor library, and 3 at the outskirts of town. The trio at the outskirts are a group of two girls and one boy. They control elements. The group at the Y are all boys, and they are telekinetic. The three at the library, all girls, are alters. They can alter matter?s many forms. All can use telepathy, though none know that anyone other than the others in their group have these powers. The powers they are unaware of are the ability to change into an animal and ?talk? with the animal they ?borrow? the form of. Last but not least, they can teleport. The trios all stare, wide eyed, at one another, their thoughts circulating. [I]::This isn?t right.:: ::Something?s gone wrong.:: ::Way weird.::[/I] Nine others feel these thoughts, Sensatives. Nine others now feel the dread of doubt. Twelve yr old twins, a mother, three junior high students, and three teachers. They all have the potential to do what the nine teens can. But can they develop their powers? They must contact the government of Lunar, Yranmill. They must try to help. They must find out what Dyran has in mind, and why they delay. They must save Lunar. [center]~*~[/center] Okay, I think that?s okay. You know the rules- no spam, good grammar, blahblahblah. I need [u]at least[/u] the nine teenagers, if not the Sensatives also. Remember- 3 elemental mages 3 alter mages 3 telekinetic mages The sign up sheet is- Name- {First and last, if not his/her middle name(s)} Age- {That should be a ?duh?.} Gender- {Another ?duh?. Female or male? Sorry, no neuters.} Appearance- {Looks? Go into detail please!} Power/Control- {Telekinesis? Element? Alter? What? If an element, which one? Max 1} Group- {Outskirts? YMCA? Library?} Bio- {Another ?duh?. At least a paragraph, people! I would like you all to MENTION any ?peculiar? behaviors, also?} I will post my sign up if I get any posts. ^_^ I have my hopes up for this one, so you had better do a good job! I'm not gonna be nice this time, so if it doesn?t come to my standards, then your not in((Sorry!)). If the person you wanted to sign up as is taken, go ahead and sign up as them anyway. I will choose the best sign ups. And even if someone does not sign up as the same person as you, I still reserve the right to say you are not in. I hope this does better than the last time. Anyway, sign up to the best of your abilities, and have fun![/color][/size]

[size=1][color=slategray]]OOC: Jumping to the next morning, like everyone else. IC: Amelia rolled over, and nestled her head down in the crook between Tre?s shoulder and head. She opened her eyes, and looked up at him to see him watching her. She chuckled, and sat up, stretching. ?[b]Good morning. You look like you haven?t slept a wink.[/b]? Tre sighed, and Amelia laughed again. ?[b]After last night I guess you wouldn?t have, eh?[/b]? Her stomach rumbled, and she nearly fell over getting out of bed. She remembered her orders, and then groaned. Tre looked at her, eyes red from being tired. ?[b]What is it?[/b]? She shook her head. ?[b]Nothing.[/b]? OOC: Apologies, short on brain cells, but I posted. ^^; And yes: need?new?cards?[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Cassiday was sitting in the van, listening. She turned very pale. Getting out, she looked at Max. Her face looked gaunt, extremely pale, and her eyes were red from crying. Against her skin, her hair looked nearly black, and her eyes dark and sunken. ?[b]You?re kidding.[/b]? Before he answered, she knew he wasn?t. She sighed, and began digging through the van. ?[b]Hey, Zack, do we have any of the corded mics left?[/b]? Zack looked at her curiously. ?[b]Yeah, I didn?t see why we should throw them out. Why?[/b]? Cassidy found one in the back underneath the seat, and hefted it by the cord, and climbed out. There she had them move away, and began swinging it. ?[b]Ranged weapon.[/b]? Her smile was grim and pained. ?[b]I want to stay as far away from them as possible. But, if they get past-[/b]? She hefted a crowbar. She dropped her smile, and then got back in the van. She sat in the back, hugging her knees to her chest, staring into the back of the last seat. OOC: Sorry if it is a little short.[/size][/color]

[color=slategray][size=1]Thank you!!! I love them. ^_^[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]I like this pair, actually. All I'm gonna ask is: do you think you could make it a little softer, a little more faded? And just a tad smaller. No to much smaller, but just a little shorter. I will use them, though, so could you just do that? (Oh, and you put 'in' instead of 'on'. I'm picky, though, so don't change it if you don't feel like it.)[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]You know, everyone but Xander needs to learn how to give crit. I really like this; the colors work great together, and the proportions are (more or less) even. The only qualm I have with it is the right hand, gripping the actual katana, is drawn a little weirdly and looks kind of painful. I also don?t like how many folds you put right above the boots, and how close they are, but that could just be me. The pants don?t look quite baggy enough for that many folds. Again, nice work.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]O.O;; No, that isn't what I meant. ^^; But this is neat. I'm not gonna use it, though.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Okay, I love Treno's banner. It is really nice, but I have suddenly shifted moods. I'm at one of those stages. I have no true anime theme for this, but I do have the colors I want. Any shade of grgey, any shade of ash. Not sad, per-say, just calm and nuetral. Same with the avatar. Avatar: just my name. Banner: My name, and the quote: The ashes just look pretty on your eyes. Please and thank you! Skye[/size][/color]

[color=pink]*grins* Maybe they need more than just a poke. *hands you the folding chair of doom.* :devil:[/color]

[color=pink]*sigh* I did my job. *pokes Ozy* You said you would pester someone else. *pokes again* I'm becoming bored, and this seems to be the only RPG I have any inspiration for.[/color]

[size=1]Yeah, I think he meant 11 total including Sadie. ^_^ Oh, and thanks for the pictures, Taryn-chan. I can't wait! The day after my 14th birthday! How cool! Skye[/size]

[size=1]This sounds fun. Meh, my two friends and I were going to start a band, or at least a singing group. We are still throwing around names, and now one of my friends wants to actually play an instrument. We still don't have an official name, and we are constantly changing it as soon as we get it. You could always try something simple, like [b]CHangeling[/b]. Meh. I am totally out of creative streak right now.[/size]

[size=1]Maya began laughing. ?[b]Nyx, chill! No ones gonna eat your burger![/b]? She sat down next to Jordan, across from Nyx, and handed him a platter of cheese fries. She had her own, with Coke, and sat, content to munch, for about ten minutes. Then Maya promptly choked on a fry, and Jordan had to beat her on the back. She leaned down on the table, and hissed to the two, ?[b]Hyurr! She?s gone! And-[/b]? She paused, and then cursed. ?[b]So are my fire spirits![/b]? A chill was beginning to settle in the air around her ? which had not happened since the spirits decided to help her. ?[b]Geez! Does someone have a sweater I can borrow?[/b]? Jordan handed her his, looking somewhere between amusement and bemusement. OOC: Apologies for the short post, short on brain cells.[/size]

[size=1]Kyshandra floored the brakes as a Mercedes Benz landed on the road in front of her, and she swore loudly. She managed to swerve to the side of the road before colliding her back bumper with the nose of the Shelby mustang behind her. Kisa held on to the dashboard as Kys went onto the median, saving a lot of humans from accidents. The two sat in silence for a few moments, collecting their wits. ?[b]Why the hell did that Mercedes just fly out of the air?[/b]? Kyshandra?s tone was irritated. Kisa shook her head to clear it. ?[b]I am assuming the agents of Hell, dear one.[/b]? Kyshandra masked her anger, and got out of the car, closing the door behind her. She was silent, keen ears listening. ?[b]Bastard.[/b]? ?[b]Bastard indeed.[/b]? Kyshandra snarled, not unlike her wolf reaction, and strode purposefully towards the two demons. Kisa held her back by the shoulder, and shook her head. ?[b]Allow me.[/b]? ?[b]Who was that, your Captain?[/b]? The two demons turned to look at them. One smirked, the other snickered. Kyshandra had had it. ?[b]Do you know how many people he just killed?![/b]?[/size]

[size=1][color=indigo][b]Name:[/b] Mercedes Thompson ([b]MasterNet Alias/Stage Name:[/b] Tiger Lily\Firebird) [b]Age:[/b] 15 [b]Sex:[/b] Female ([b]Instrument:[/b] [url=http://www.copenhagenphotographs.dk/psr450.jpg]PSR450 Keyboard[/url]) [b]Physical Description:[/b] [url=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/119_jpg_cu__1096801911___92b6491.jpg]Mercedes[/url] [b]Personality:[/b] Mercedes is very rebellious, and more than a tad hotheaded. She is very flirtacious, and will not pass up the opportunity to flirt with a cute guy. She is very obvious about it, and often acts as if she does not care if they have their heart broken. She also does not give a care about the U.E.N. [b]Notes:[/b] Mercedes is not attached to her destined beloved, and that is worrisome. He is also very carefree about their relationship, and has a girlfriend other than the girl. Mercedes goes through boys so fast it?s scary. She has yet to find someone she truly likes. And she is not afraid to tell the U.E.N so.[/size][/color]

[size=1]One word for misfire: nuuuuuuuuuu!!!!! *ahem* Yeah, I still want to play. Mostly because it is a new idea, and your RPG's come out so well.[/size]

[size=1][center][b]Name:[/b] Kyshandra [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Faction:[/b] Spirits ? Wolf Spirit [b]Appearance:[/b] ~Human~ The woman stands 5?8?, with a very fine, shapely body, toned and curvaceous. Her feet arch as a dancers feet do, with longs legs and arms that end in artist?s hands. Her face is oval shaped, high cheek bones, smooth, a long, round nose, and long lips; the bottom lip is larger than the top lip, giving her a perpetual pout. Her eyes are almond in shape and color, framed by thick lashes, with delicately arched eyebrows like wings. Her hair is a deep mahogany, a dark brown with a red tint to it. It falls to her waist in loose waves, never held back or tied down. It lies still, lifeless, and is very soft, like the fur of a wolf. She favors simple yet comfortable clothing. ~True~ Kyshandra?s true form is that of a large, dark brown wolf, with almond eyes and a strong, deep howl and high ruff. Her fur is dark brown, tinted with gold and silver. She weighs roughly 200 lbs., and is about four feet at the shoulder. Her claws are two inches long each, and half an inch thick. Her paws are huge, and she is the size of a medium horse. Her teeth are fierce and white, her tail long and proud. She is not an animal to be messed with. [b]Weapons:[/b] As an animal, she needs to weapons but her claws and teeth and agility. While human, she prefers to use a staff she carries, one of oak and it is 5?4?, and heavy. There is a blade attached to one end, curved on one side, but just as sharp on the edge. [b]Powers:[/b] Kyshandra has power of weather, causing cloudy days or clear nights for better travel. It comes in handy. [b]Personality:[/b] Kyshandra is often silent as a shadow, keeping her opinion to herself unless directly asked ? and only if she wants to. No one can fight it out of her, and if she wants to keep a secret, she will die if she has too, and no one will learn it. Kys has a quicksilver mind, and temper, but the latter does not show, except she often kills who angers her. Sometimes immediately ? sometimes weeks later when the person sleeps. She is a nasty beast, with no compassion left in her ? only loyalty for her lord, Kisa, and pride. [b]Motivation:[/b] Kyshandra follows Kisa through everything, due to a favor done in Kyshandra?s life. Kyshandra was young when her father was killed by a roaming pack of wolf-spirits. Her mother was almost killed, until Kisa stepped in. The wolves fought it out, Kisa being merciless, but never budging from over the wounded wolfs body. She killed each of them, with the adolescent Kyshandra standing near her, growling warning to any who dared to interfere. The wolves were all killed, and although Kys? mother died from wounds, Kyshandra still thought of Kisa as her lord. She swore fealty as soon as she was old enough, and has followed Kisa ever since. She does not truly believe that the demons and the angels should still be allowed to walk on the earth, but she will help Kisa keep the balance and order until Kisa falls, and Kyshandra with her. Kyshandra is not without fault, but she will not act upon that fault, and she will not repeat her mistakes. She follows Kisa without asking motivation, for she is loyal to no end when it comes to the other wolf. She would kill anyone for Kisa ? this is her own version of love, and her loyalty knows no bounds. Finished, ULX. [/size][/center]

[size=1]Ahh! Teh stoopid sexiness is hurting my eyes! You mean... that girl.. she isn't Sally I'm-Frickin'-Hot? And does it have one 't' or two 't's? Oh, yes, this is getting better...[/size]

[size=1][color=indigo]Velvet was completely silent. Her mind wasn?t blocked to him, neither were her emotions. She was cold as stone to his touch. She didn?t move, and the her lips parted, and she responded. ?[b]Sol, I can?t do this. I can?t watch everyone grow close and away from me, but I can?t grow close. I have no options left, Sol. I grow close, I risk hurting someone. But I can?t just watch everyone go on without me.[/b]? Velvet lifted her face to look at him, tears streaming silently down her face again. Sol stepped closer, and she didn?t move. One hand went to her chin, tilting it up. Velvet?s deep purple eyes looked at him full of tears, and then he kissed her, gently. Her eyes closed, and she leaned against his familiar warmth. [I]So soft? So warm? So familiar?[/I] Sol?s arms wrapped around her waist, and her lips parted beneath his. Her hands went and laced through his hair, as the kiss deepened. Velvet pulled back, opening her eyes. They were still full of tears, but she blinked them away as she saw Sol?s broken nose. ?[b]Oh! Sol, your nose, what-[/b]? Sol smiled sheepishly. ?[b]Shaun. He punched me for you.[/b]? Velvet flushed, and looked down. ?[b]He did? Why?[/b]? Shaun answered for himself, standing behind them. ?[b]Because Sol loves you and was trying to deceive himself. And because you?re my friend and I can?t let him do that to you.[/b]? OOC: Tag anyone![/size][/color]

[color=pink]OOC: But me lurves clinginess! *clings more* IC: Penny stood abruptly, slamming her hands down on the table. ?[b]Get a hold of yourselves! You act as if you have no more manners and patience than a group of six-year-olds! Honestly![/b]? They all looked at her in disbelief and pure shock. Her dark eyes danced with hidden amusement warring with annoyance as she righted her chair, which had been unsettled when she had stood suddenly. She snorted, and then sat back down, arms crossed over her chest. ?[b]I dislike being yelled over by a group of adults who really should make responsible actions.[/b]? Penny gazed at Lucian levelly, and received a sheepish grin. Rolling honey-brown eyes in exasperation, she turned her gaze to each one of the other occupants. Last she looked to Bulldog, who seemed very annoyed, but glad someone had gotten then attention of the ruffians. ?[b]Thank you. Now, could someone please tell me where Riggs is? I?m beginning to get bored.[/b]? OOC: Tag no one in particular.[/color]