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Do you believe in magic? Yes? No? Well you should, because magic all around us. We just never know it. That's right, witches.. Will you accept this and be a part of the magical community? Are you the witch that is always doing spells? Or the oblivious human?
The alleged witches persecuted in Salem during the Salem witch trials, were not witches. They were innocent girls that were falsely accused of practicing witchcraft. Witches continued to grow, and spread their line down until now. The 21st century, also known as 2014. You're a witch in the age, trying to keep your secret because there are still people that want you dead. You only have your coven, family, and the people you have grown to trust. No one else can know about you. But with the humans snooping around, witch hunters growing closer to discovering you, will the real witches be persecuted this time? Or will they escape yet again?
[color=black][size=10]Rules:
- No ultimate witches or characters
- All characters MUST have a weakness
- No one is invincible
- Do not kill anyone's character without there permission, if you do so you will suffer the consequences.
- Follow the plot
- Make Drama
- Make things interesting
- No anime please, links, and descriptions are welcome though
- Only 6 characters per person, and two characters per coven please.
- Two leaders per person
- If you have a fancy post, please make sure that people can read it.
- You may write in 1st person POV but please put the name of the person you are writing in above your post.
- 2+ sentences at all times when rping, in personality, and history.
- Most importantly guys, remember that no matter what have fun! That is the golden rule :)
Have Fun guys! We'll start with everyone waking up in the morning, and going about their business. Thanks!
Venice woke, her T-shirt wet with sweat. She let out a sigh "just a dream.." She stood and made her bed before stepping away to have her shower.
Phoenix Coven
Rina awakens from a nightmare about the Salem witch trials, her blue green eyes dull and weary. She pushes back her covers, and walks out of her room and downstairs. She pulls her limp blond hair up into a ponytail, her neck damp with perspiration from the heat. She adjusts her white shorty shorts and pale blue tank top. She runs her hand along the wall, before she reaches the kitchen searching for her sister, Blaize.
Dark Coven
Emily sits in the center of her room, surrounded by candles that are in a circle with her in the middle of it. Her eyes are closed, and she is chanting a spell in Latin. A map is in front of her, and a small pinch of black ash in the center. "Fes matos tribum nas ex viras, Sequitas sanguines, Ementas asten mihan ega petous." She murmurs softly, and the black ash creeps towards a dot on the map and she opens her eyes and smiles. "Perfect."
Venice steps out of the shower and dries her hair and throws on her out fit and head out to work.
(outfit:
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Harian Dagnall glanced at his watch, checking the time. It was pretty early, but he knew Emily would probably be awake by now. He had been up all night, studying the art of Dark Magic. He was still relatively new, and certainly didn't know everything. He swiped his finger across his phones screen, unlocking it, and sent her a text.
Hey, will any of us be meeting up at any point today, or is it the same as always... Avoid the hunters? I'd ask Cecilia but uh, she frightens me a bit. As she should.
-HD
He re-read the text a couple of times brefore officially sending it. It was a little wordy, but oh well. Pressing the button at the top he locked his phone and opened up his computer, prepared to waste away the day on the internet.
{I'll assume all witches in the same coven know each other so...}
(yes everyone already knows each other, in and out of covens :))
Dark Coven
Emily is snapped out of her daze when her phone buzzes, and she reaches over to her bed and grabs it. She sees the message alert pop up, and clicks it. She skims the message before standing up and closing her hand in a fist and the candles go out. She chuckles, and shakes her head before she responds to him.
Hey! Yes were meeting today at my place, but still avoid the hunters. And she should! What, I don't scare you?
She sends it, before heading into the bathroom to shower and change.
Destinee
Destinee sat outside, feeling oddly cold. She pulled her sleeves over her wrists, pressing her chilled fingers against her warm lips. She sent her cool breath over her fingers, warming them slightly. Her curly hair fell over her shoulders, brushing past her neck. Her stormy eyes stared at the sky, admiring the way the light flickered around it.
Shai
Black swirls danced against Shai's fingers. Her dark hair was tightly placed it a twisted bun, a few strands falling a but past her chin. Her midnight eyes eerily examined the ground, the green grass becoming a inky black against her intense stare.
Blaize cringed as the cold cloth touch her open skin. The cut wasn't deep, that didn't make any less painful. She clutched her fists as it touched her skin again. The pain subsided. "At least she didn't catch me." Blaize mumbled. The witch hunter encounter did not go well. The young Phoenix witch came home with scrapes that one agonizing cut. She was not in the mood to talk about it. The hunter had caught her 'blind' early this morning when she was talking her dog, Cinder, out for a walk. Nothing she couldn't of handled, but that hunter was good. Blaize opened her eyes, avoiding the gash in her upper calf. Her blue green puppals searched the kitchen to make sure no one else was there. She didn't want anyone see her pitaful defeate.
Bonnie waved her hand, making the candle's flame snap to life, only to snuff it, then repeated. Her room was covered with old books, and her grimoire laying on her stomach. She had tried a particularly hard spell, it hadn't gone well;She now had a new door way. Of course aunt Mildred didn't mind. With a wave of the old woeman's hand and it would be fixed, when she got home of course. Bonnie stared at her ceiling, still flicking her hand to light then snuff the candle on her bedside table.
Spencer pulled on her jacketed ore leaving her uncle's house. She knew about the meeting at Emily's house. The cold wind whipped her face as she mad her way down the street. Her dark hair shielding her face from most people's eyes. She walked silently down town, glancing at little shops that she passed.
Hadrian smirked as he read the message, and sent back a quick thanks. He shut his laptop with a sigh, and bookmarked the page he had been reading before he sent the original text. He stood up and returned to his room, changing from his red sweater and plaid pajama pants to a dark, three piece suit. He knew it wasn't necessary, and that he was being overformal as always, but there was something about it that he enjoyed. A few minutes later he stepped out the front door of his apartment.
Cecelia's eyes blinked open as if she had never closed them. She climbed out of bed and checked for intruders. None. Good. She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself off. She continued her morning ritual, then left the room.
Rose blinked her eyes against the fierce glare of the sun shining in her eyes. Dang. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and got out of bed, disentangling her limbs from her quilt.
Venice made it to the Hunters headquarters and checked the list of dangerous witches in the area, chose one to hunt, grabbed her weapons and headed out.
Grimmoire tucked safely in his inside coat pocket, Hadrian made his way to run a few errands. He was in no particular hurry to get to Emily's house, so why not? He returned a few books to the library, for which the librarian was very thankful. She practically praised him, as he brought each and every book back at least a week before it was due. Afterwards he stopped at a small restaurant and had a large breakfast, tipping the waitress more than most would. Rian quite enjoyed this part of the day, as he was able to bask in the fact that seemingly every one thought him to be a very important, kind part of the community. They had no idea what he was really like and he positively loved that.
Dark Coven
Emily sighs running her fingers through her loose black hair, and sighs as she walks into the bathroom. She quickly changes into a dark red tank top, and black skinny jeans with black combat boots. The heat from the day didn't bother her, because she grew up around her. She lays out her make-up, before putting on dark red lipstick, and black mascara. Nodding she pulls her hand knife out from her drawer, and puts it into her boot just in case. She didn't want to risk having any run ins with the hunters, they didn't particularly like her and her coven. But, she couldn't let them stand in the way of her getting things done today, and she wouldn't hesitate to kill them if she needed to.
Phoenix Coven
Rina hears the door open and close, and moves against the wall her heart pounding in her ears. Her body tenses up, and she licks her dry lips. Unsure if it's her sister returning home, or a hunter that found them and wanted her dead. Her reflexes kick in, and she stealthily moves against the beige wall, following it around the kitchen to get a better look at the culprit. Her dull blue green eyes can the kitchen until they lay upon her sister Blaize. The blood dripping down onto the floor was a dead giveaway that she had been in a fight with a hunter. "Blaize!" She gasps and walks towards her, grabbing a kitchen towel in the process before turning her sister around. "What happened? Did the hunters get you again?" She demands, looking down at the slice.
"It's nothing. I'm fine." Blaize insisted but as soon as the words slipped from her lips, she clutched her hands in pain, her nails digging deep into the skin on her palm. She breathed heavily. Her gash started to bleed again. Blaize shut her eyes and leaned her head back. Her top teeth scraping the bottom ones.
Rosanna slid down the banister as soon as she heard her Sisters in the kitchen. "Oh dear." she sighed and went to retrieve the first aid kit in a kitchen cabinet.
Slowly, Cecelia brushed her fingers across the treasure trove of spell books that had been passed down and collected for centuries. The tingle as she stroked each spine almost lovingly exhilarated her from the top of her head down to her toes.
Rina nods and helps her sister sit down, before holding her hands over the cut heat flowing off of them. "I know what to do. Were witches, first aid kits are over rated." She says with a smirk, and closes her eyes chanting a pain reducing spell in Latin. "Asinta Mulaf Hesta Eros Mitle Denz Sho Bala!" She says fluently, and watches as the cut start to sizzle before closing up leaving a scabbed over scar in it's place. She presses a cool rag against it, just in case it started bleeding again.
Recap? ^_^
(Not much has happened. The dark witches are meeting at Emily's place later, and Blaize was attacked by a hunter and is home while her sisters are helping her with her wounds. You can jump in anywhere :))
"I still need to learn that." Blaize remarked. "Thanks. Yeah a ran into a hunter." She admitted, looking down at the scar where the deep gash use to be.
Venice sighed and walked into the park, she meet a rouge witch "Your on the lists, for multiple accounts of murder, hexing and using magic."
The witch sneered and he glared at her "Lets see if you can stop me.." and he lunged at her casting a spell.