Posts by Aletheia Nyx

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  • Tribe of Mossy Banks || Where the Weary Come to Rest || Sign-ups

    I normally use that one but I wondered if there were any better that I hadn’t found yet 😂 although it seems to be throwing out some nice suggestions now


    //Name Claims//

    Rain That Fills Quick River

    Night Of No Stars

    Sky That Brings Light

    Song From Morning Dove

    Branch That Touches Sky

    Grass That Grows By River

    Frost On Morning Grass

    Puddle From Falling Rain

    Pebble Where Water Rushes

    Flight Of Small Bird

    Shadow Of Branch Over Water

  • The Hunger Games RP

    \\Artemis Rose Mercia\\

    Artemis, clad in gold battle armour - that revealed more than armour normally did - with her hair pinned up intricately and an elegant gold crown settled on top, looked every bit a beautiful hunter. Her eyes, seemingly warm, were at closer glance as cold as ice as she assessed each of the tributes. Many looked unsure of themselves, some looked outright frightened.


    The stunning woman barely thought twice about most of the tributes, she saw them as no threat. She knew her biggest problem would come when the careers turned on one another at the end of the games. She also knew that, most likely, her biggest threats would be Asher and Finn, both having a size advantage over her whilst being skilled. Asher wouldn’t fall for a ploy of love, she knew. But she wasn’t sure if Finn would. Artemis adjusted her crown slightly and sighed, waiting for the chariots to come.


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    \\Matthias Jared Moffet\\


    Matthias was dressed in a shirt and shorts that were the same colour as Blair’s dress. He wore heavy duty boots of a dusty brown colour, and had a grain of wheat tucked behind his ear. He, while still being fairly gangly and unmistakably ‘teenage boy’ish, had a few fans from the Capitol. All he had to do is get out of the Bloodbath alive and he just might be able to go home. But with his lack of skill, he wasn’t sure he’d make it that long.


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    \\Arabella Mai Steelwood\\


    Arabella was wearing a tight, figure defining black jumpsuit with surprisingly high yet comfortable silver heels. Her pale brown hair was in loose waves around her shoulders. There was no doubt Arabella was gorgeous, and had herself plenty of male fans, so her stylist decided to play off of that. Sadly, the woman knew she wouldn’t make it out of the arena, and was glad she’d taken the fate instead of her sister. She noticed Blair, and the terrified look on the young girl’s face hurt her.


    Arabella walked carefully over to Blair and crouched down beside her.

    “Hey, sweetie! I love your dress!” She commented, forcing a happy expression on her face for the sake of the girl before her.


    //when only one character is important so she gets the most text


    Edit: attached pic is Artemis’s makeup bc she’s the only important one//

  • The Hunger Games RP

    \\Artemis Rose Mercia\\


    Artemis turned her gaze to Kacia. Her eyes flickered over the small silver dress the other was wearing, then quirked an eyebrow.

    “Maybe not, but it does what I need it to,” she answered, her voice void of emotion just like her face.

    “Besides, it shows I’m a warrior. What does your outfit show, besides your legs?” was her next comment, wondering if this girl would be any use at all to her.


    ———————


    \\Matthias Jared Moffet\\


    Matt turned to August.

    “Matthias,” he responded shortly, extending his hand for the other boy to shake. His mentor had lectured him endlessly on how to make allies in the arena, and to never turn others against him by being rude. With all that said, however, the boy knew he was going to die quickly and didn’t see a point in making alliances.

  • The Hunger Games RP

    \\Artemis Rose Mercia\\


    Artemis rolled her eyes at Kacia.

    “Did you learn nothing during your training at home? Flaunt your features, get sponsors. Get sponsors, be better off in the games. No, we don’t need them to win but extra shit never hurt anyone,” she spoke, her voice taking on a ‘wow, you’re being stupid right now’ tone.


    Her gaze flicked to Asher when he spoke, then over to Finn and Marena, then back to Asher. She then nodded slightly in acknowledgement.

    “Get the little girl, too. The people love her,” she added dryly.


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    \\Matthias Jared Moffet\\


    Matthias twitched his lips up in a half-hearted grin at August’s comment.

    “It’s fine, man. No one sane would be at their best right now,” he sighed softly. Once Addison and Colter reached them, he extended his hand to shake as a way of greeting.

    “Matthias. And this is August,” he introduced them, gesturing to August when he spoke the other boy’s name.


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    \\Arabella Mai Steelwood\\


    Arabella smiled at Blair, letting out a small giggle.

    “Thank you! I’d let you try them on but I think your feet are a bit smaller than mine,” laughed.

    “Oh, and I’m Arabella, by the way. You can call me Bella, if you like.”


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    //AHHH I’m sorry! I forgot I didn’t respond!//

  • The Hunger Games RP

    //I’m not gonna respond with Artemis yet so I can get a response to Kacia in too, but the other two I can do//


    \\Matthias Jared Moffet\\


    “I have almost no hope of making it past the first five minutes of the game. But, for the sake of sheer dumb luck, sure, I’ll ally with you,” Matthias answered, knowing he sounded pessimistic. He quirked his eyebrow, as if daring someone to tell him he was wrong.


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    \\Arabella Mai Steelwood\\


    Arabella glanced up to see Asher coming towards them. She felt the blood rush from her face, but she could tell how frightened Blair was. Her overprotective sister side fought through her fear and she rose, tugging Blair behind her, to face the boy from District 1.

    “Do you need something?” She asked, her voice weirdly smooth and calm, her tone light and airy so as to not provoke an aggressive response.