“Excuse me? I was being polite and only stood my guard when you yelled at me for having some common decency, so don’t act like you’re the complete saint with your condescending ways.” Emma sighed, rubbing her temples. “Look, I know we both don’t want to be staying in the same, temple, but looks like we have no choice. Now if you may please let me stay here, go to YOUR own room, and let me sleep here in peace, that would be very much appreciate it. And if you could cease your attitude, I might even thank you.” She said, pointing her clawed finger to the door. She was the type of person not to take anything from anyone. Not even from a god. “Besides, at least we’re not sleeping in the same bed.” She fired, rolling over in the bed to face the wall as opposed to his face.
Emma eyed the cat as it jumped on the bed. She picked it up and placed in on the floor, before laying in the bed on her own. “Don’t you have a bedroom of your own? One that’s bigger with gold ceilings and drapes to spare?” She asked, a bit of annoyance still in her voice. She normally wouldn’t act this way around cats, but she knew it was obviously Anubis. After all, no one had stepped foot in the temple. Probably not even Animals.
Miranda made a quick peak around the tree to see where the hunters were, and quickly made a run for it. She didn’t care where she was going or if they were following her or not, she just had to get out of there. Miranda ran for what felt like hours through the woods, until she stopped and found a familiar lighting. She realized she had just stopped at the backyard of their house.
Miranda scampered through the forest a bit more, her nose sniffing as hard as it could. Dang it. No more deer. She thought to herself. She scoured the area for something else and found a little rabbit in the middle of the field. “It’s not a deer, but it’ll do.” She murmmered to herself. She lowered herself to the ground, ready for her next move. She slowly inched closer and...WHAM! Miranda kept in mid air and tackled the rabbit to the ground. It was squealing until Miranda put it out of its misery by biting onto its neck. Silence. Miranda wolfed down the carcass, when suddenly she heard a noice. At the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure carrying a gun. She ducked behind a tree, starting to hyperventilate, her tail between her legs. Hunters had arrived.
(I’ll try to respond today.)
Emma sauntered through the hallways, until she realized something. What am I doing? Even if I find a way out, where would I go? I’m not human anymore, and it’s obviously dangerous for a jackal woman to be out in the open, so what would I even do? She thought to herself, conflicted. She sighed, annoyed. Guess I have to stay here for the night until I can figure out what to do. Thankfully, her prayers had been answered as to her right was a room. Emma peaked inside and realized it was a bedroom. It looked too small to be the bedroom of a god like Anubis, but it was still a fair size, so she assumed it was some sort of guest room. Emma walked inside and began to look around a bit more.
Emma sneered and walked off in the other direction. She had noticed that the door was locked, or more accurately blocked, so she had to find another way out. She wandered the hallways, looking from room to room, both for an exit but also to explore this ancient temple. She wanted to get her mind off of Anubis, as insulting a god was sure to get her in trouble, but she just had to. She had to stand her ground against him.
She knew he was a god, but Emma was disgusted. “Excuse me? I’M the one that’s disgraceful? Oh yeah, forgive me for not feeling comfortable for marrying a man I know nothing about! You know, I’m not sure if the gods have this or not, but us humans have something called human decency.So Yeah, forgive me for not wanting to marry a man I just met because he could’ve potentially been an arse, which guess what? He is!” She growled.
Emma noticed Anubis’s dismay at the way she was talking to him. “Sorry, I just never talked to a god before, and I didn’t want to sound like I was patronizing you.” She explained. She continued to listen as Anubis explained his plan. Her stomach sank at the realization he wanted her to be his bride. Be married to a god, and have anything I ever wanted...that’s not a bad deal. Emma thought before shaking the thought out of her head. No she couldn’t do it. She barely just knew Anubis, she couldn’t get into a long term relationship with him. “My godliness, I am very honored by your request, but I sadly cannot take it. I just feel, well, wrong about marrying a man that I’ve just met.” Emma tried to explain to the best of her ability.
Naturia leaned over to nuzzle Dalia. “Of course you are, my little guard dog.” She said, chuckling warmly. She turned to Ivory, a bit of concerned stretched across her face. “You sure my dear, you look rather tired. If you wish, you can take a quick nap while we go to grab breakfast.” She suggested.
Sorry Alaska, but I’m playing as Artemis.
Artemis Angelus Diabolus
DiabolusShe doesn’t associate with them anymore. Instead she pretends her middle name, Angelus, is her last name.
Age: 16 in human years (might age her up the more threads she’s in.)
Gender: Cisgender Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual Biromantic
-Raquel (Eldest Sister)
-Poseidon (Eldest Brother)
-Dianna (Second Eldest Sister)
-Santos (Second eldest brother)
-Germain (Youngest brother)
In her normal wolf form, Artemis is a spectacle to behold. Like the rest of her family, her coat represents that of the great galaxy above, only her colors are more varied. The top of her body is a pure sky blue, her middle is a deep dark purple, representing the deepest darkest reaches of the universe. Finally, her underbelly is a magenta color, though it certainly leans more towards the pink side. The only parts of her body not colored by the galaxy are her innards, (naturally) her eyes, and her nose, and even then her eyes and nose can occasionally shine a similar color to the rest of her coat. Since she is a dire wolf, Artemis has a body larger than most wolves, though she is the smallest out of the rest of her family.
In her “Good” dragon form, Artemis has a full white coat, with some yellow parts to it. These parts range from the front part of her wings, her long hairlike frills, and her mysterious markings throughout her body. Her eyes have turned a slightly redish magenta, and she’s now slightly larger than a horse. Unlike most dragons, Artemis has feathered wings as opposed to more traditionally reptilian wings.
In her “bad” dragon form, Artemis’s previous charm has melted away. Her most notable feature is the skeleton like patterns on her body. To some it may look like she’s decaying, but in reality she just has black scales with skeleton like white patterns over it. To most, her eyes appear a menacing glowing white light, but whenever she’s more calm, she has striking amber eyes, and when she slightly riled, blood red eyes. She now sports large bat like wings, and she’s slightly bigger than her other dragon form.
Personality (Plus some Info on her Backstory and Powers): As a pup, Artemis was bright eyed and bushy tailed. She was kind, playful, and only a bit mischievous. She loved treats, tag, snuggles, playing, and her family. However, something rubbed little Artemis the wrong way. She had weird and uncertain feelings about her family’s actions, but she couldn’t place a paw on it. That is to say, until she got a glimpse of the world outside of her family. She soon realized her family’s murderous tendencies. Little Artemis wanted to protest, but she couldn’t. What could a pup do in these scenarios? So she reluctantly stayed silent, until her teen years where she finally snapped. She lashed out at her family for their actions of murdering countless innocents, before running away. Now on her own, Artemis has decided to use her light magic to right the wrongs her family has created and wipe off all evil. Artemis has currently guarded herself from others because of this. While she likes to do good deeds, she doesn’t let herself get attached to others, for fear as what has happened in the past. She is seen as stern, merciful, and powerful to unlookers. But deep down, she has a lot of flaws. She can be a bit hotheaded and snappy, and has her fair share of snarky moments. Deep down, she’s often lonely, and longs for someone to follow her on her travels. She is actually a lot more similar to her pup self than most people think. She’s kind, caring, quirky, playful, a foodie, as long as you take the time to get to know her. She loves pups and she’s a bit of a hopeless romantic deep down. Like most of her family, she has two dragon forms, a good dragon and a bad dragon. She originally just wanted to have a good form, but the bad form was completely by accident. Since the good form was on purpose, it has the same personality as Artemis. Her good form is still named Artemis (obviously since it’s still the same person) but Artemis nicknamed this form Ariel, after the archangel of animals. Artemis loves animals and Ariel is no different. Artemis uses Ariel to help with bigger tasks, usually ones related to helping larger animals, because she is more powerful than Artemis. Artemis originally planned on just having her alter ego Ariel, but her other alter ego came along based on the pent up anger Artemis felt towards her family. This form is also named Artemis, but is nicknamed Dabius, after an angel of death. (Not to be confused with Death the god.) Unlike Ariel who Artemis hasn’t complete control over, Artemis has a Jekyll and Hyde relationship with Dabius. Also unlike Artemis and Ariel, Dabius is the only form to use shadow magic as opposed to their usual light magic. Dabius only comes out when Artemis feels extreme feelings of anger, especially towards her family. When Dabius comes out, she spends most of the time angerly and feraly attacking things to let out her frustration. However, whenever Dabius isn’t attacking random things, she does have quite the personality. She proclaims herself “The Goddess of the Hunt” (most likely due to Artemis’s name.) She’s arrogant, finds joy in making others afraid and a bit of a femme fatale. However, overall she is aggressive, finding the most happiness out of taking revenge on others who have wronged her. Artemis tries to suppress her rage, but that just usually results in it coming out at random times.
Played by: KairosLion
Muse Activity: Pretty Good. Sometimes I go off FF for a few days, but for the most time I at least check it once a day.
RP Sample: Heavy rain poured on the top of the cave in which Artemis was staying for the night. The She wolf had been applying herbs and remedies of every sort to her wounds, in the hopes something would work. She winced as she rubbed some aloe on her scratched snout with her paw. It stung. Artemis sighed, looking at the ground blankly. This was what happened when you run away from home and travel all by your lonesome. “One of the many perks.” Artemis muttered to herself. She rested her head in her paws and turned her attention to the rain. She couldn’t see anything but fog and rain, pouring down her cave roof. It almost looked like she was behind a waterfall. She snorted. At least she had that to look up to. Thunder roared softly in the sky as the rain beat against the pavement non stop. Artemis said nothing, just watching. It was curious, she was an ancient being of immense powers, and yet, simple sky water was enough to fascinate her. The large she Beast chuckled to herself. What a thought. What a thought indeed. Minutes passed, and Artemis still found herself staring at the outside. “Huh, neat.” She said, to no one in particular, but the rain, before closing her eyes and drifting off into a slumber.
Other: I read the rules. Hopefully this is good!
-Artemis (Wolf Form) Picture: Novawolf616
-Ariel (Good Dragon Form) Picture: dakuness
-Dabria (Bad Dragon Form) Picture: Ace999r
“Oh okay. The name’s Emma Jean.” She said, responding to both statements. She then was interrupted by her clothes being magically brought back together, well sort of. They had transformed into a fancy ancient Egyptian garment. Emma was astonished, never seeing anything like it in person. “Woah, authentic Egyptian wear. Thanks.” She said, trying it on. Never knew the god of the dead had the powers of fashion. She thought to herself, amused. “So I’m not one to jump to conclusion, but I’m going to assume you’re the one who’s released the gas who turned me into this. I don’t want to question a god, but why? Why do you want me to become, well, a anthropomorphic jackal like you?” She asked.
Gotcha. I’ve never made a sub account so this is new for me.
So do you want me to rewrite it?
(Also, do you mean that you’re going to have more than one person own a character?)
raquel d. Yeah how about I have her secretly hate her family, secretly use her light dragon form to write their wrongs behind their backs, and have her dark dragon form still be created by her suppressed hatred for her family. Does that sound good?
Nah it’s cool I understand. Thanks anyways.
Were Dalmatian Form
Ann Marie||23||Female||WereDalmatian||No mates, Adopted Son: Beowulf
OOC: SilverHawk sorry to hear that. It was nice having you here though.
IC: Ann began to cough some extra water out. She was a bit surprised when Natalie ran to hug her, but she gladly returned it. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Thank you for the concern.” She said, weakly but warmly. She then turned to Natalie, a worried look growing on her face. “Is my little boy okay?” She asked, her voice serious, but a bit shaky.