Posts by NekoGirl98

OOC: If you are accepted, p4r6g6777, then can Dash and your character be on the same team? Your form seemed pretty interesting! :)

The cloaked vampire shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe they died on the way here?" He suggested.
"Well, whatever. My name is Reaper Frost." He said before giving a slight bow. "Just call me Reaper if you want."
He was known by a few names actually due to all his crimes in various towns.
"What's your name?"

Spirit listened to the quest and noted down every detail in his mind. He appeared to be reading a book at the time with a black cover though his blank eyes traveled over to the king from time to time.
How many more adventures did he have to go on before he would get what he wanted the most? It wasn't his first priority to get what he had lost though. Dragons were loyal creatures and if they took a mission or quest then they would complete it even if it meant dying in the process. Since Spirit's demon was bound by this quality of loyalty, he was too.

"Boring, boring." Dash said before he got up. "Damn, if only my friends back home were here then this school would be a lot more interesting." One of his old friend's in particular threw parties quite often at their old school and he never seemed to care about getting caught. The lot of them didn't.
Dash was the only one who had gotten into this school while the rest went to other random schools. Everyone got split up.
"Hey, does anyone want to fight me?" Dash exclaimed, his hands cupped around his mouth like his very own megaphone.

Dash ignored Reese and he looked excited when Alex said he would fight him.
"Yes, yes, yes! Or we could all play a game? That would be fun too!" The blonde replied. "But if we do fight then spells are not allowed! Where's the fun in doing spells if you can't even fight without their help? Oh, and my name is Dash Roseblood by the way!" He made the peace sign with both hands before asking, "And what are all your names?"

Spirit snapped the book shut before is disappeared in a puff of black smoke. His lifeless, azure eyes trailed over to where Erolehn was leaning over his shoulder, his voice muffled by the black fabric around his mouth that went down to his neck. "I was reading a lexicon that I previously obtained that has all of the information of the world and absolutely everything else. I would rather that you do not try to read it, I wouldn't want you reading something that you shouldn't be now would I?" He smirked but his eyes remained as lifeless as ever. "Erolehn is your name, right? I never thought that I would live till the day that I would see a demon helping someone, even if you probably do have motives for it."
He edged away from her and directed his attention back on the king. "I hope that I don't come off as rude but what will our payment be? I have no interest in coins or jewels so what will you offer me in return for my help? I am not as easily persuaded as most."
Though dragons loved treasure and the demon in Spirit did too, Spirit himself had no interest in them. He did like exotic items though which is why he went through so much trouble to get his lexicon since it had all of the world's information within it and was a magical book.

"You dreamt about me? How utterly adorable!" Reaper over-exaggerated. "Oh yes, dreams of meeting you, dreams of finding myself a great fortune. I dream of many things and I love to make my dreams come true! You seemed taller in my dream though." He teased. "How old are you anyway?"
Reaper himself idly wondered how old he was. How long had it been since he last celebrated his birthday? Maybe it had been a hundred years ago? It didn't really matter so much since he stopped aging after his eighteenth birthday.

As soon as Roxy got into her little rundown apartment she kicked off her shoes and flung them at the wall.
"Damn! Stupid vampire showing me up! Well, next time I see him I'll chop off his head or something gruesome like that!"
Of course, she would have to wear gloves in order to do that and she would have to train some more with an axe or a wire. No, she would just have to stake him in the heart and treat him like any other vampire.
"Seriously, he's going down next time we meet."
Quickly, Roxanne Foxx got changed out of her dress and into some simple pajama pants and shirt. She would have to worry about tracking him down tomorrow. She lay down on her bed and pulled the covers over herself.
'Maybe I should shoot him instead?'
And that was her last thought before she closed her eyes and let sleep claim her.

"25? You're joking! Humans look a lot younger then they are these days." Reaper commented. "Or maybe you are not human? Hmm. Well, it doesn't really matter. At least you're not older than me in years, that's all that really matters and my dazzling looks of course!" He did have a big ego when it came to his appearance, not that much of it could be seen because he was all covered up in black.
"And yes, let's go! I don't mind trouble though. If any comes then don't worry, I'll protect us!"
Yeah, he loved to play the honorable hero when the chance came or the loyal knight in shining armor.

Thanks!

"Ok mister Alex!" He held his hand out to his 'opponent' to shake. "It's a deal if you shake on it! I'm good at fighting with fists and I am fast, I have to warn you!" Despite being fast and being skilled with his fists, Dash did not have much physical strength. He made up for that with his sword but now since he couldn't use it he would have to rely on his speed only and hopefully win somehow.

Spirit was once again reading his lexicon and he sighed in a bored fashion. "Does it really matter what I think?" He snapped the book shut and sent it away in the same way as before, in a puff of black smoke.
He crossed his arms and closed his eyes, thinking things over for a little while before they opened again and he said, "This 'Lovely Wolf' may be a demon of some sort or something else. I'm guessing whatever it is must be a female." His eyes lingered on Erolehn for a few seconds before they trailed over to the sky. "And I am sure that you know more then you are telling Aron and I."

Just leaving these in a safe spot:

Reaper grinned and walked alongside him. "I never said that you were a dame." He folded his arms behind his head in a relaxed fashion. "But maybe I should start calling you one or will 'Princess' be better sir? Haha, I think that we will get along quite nicely."
Not many people could stand his constant teasing but it didn't bother him either way if people could stand him or not. He was very hard to get rid of.
"Destiny, life and death. The beauty of living in this world."

Dash chuckled and let go of the other's hand once they shook. "Alright, how do you want to do this? Best out of three? Maybe we could make a ring in the grass and see who can stay in it the longest without, you-know getting punched or kicked out of it? It's much better then beating each-other unconscious, that's just too messy and painful."

Reaper raised an eyebrow but he smirked as well. "I've ended up in plenty more horrible situations then that. Besides, Princess is a fitting nickname or should I call you 'Little Lord' instead? Maybe 'Young Master' too? I was a knight before I became what I am now I'll have you know."
And he had almost been exactly the same person when he was a knight, before becoming a full vampire.
"And what shall we do about food? I do enjoy hunting!"

Reaper didn't even flinch. "Don't overestimate yourself or you might be the one with a knife at your neck." He countered before he disappeared completely, not even reappearing. He, unlike Fenn, could not teleport. He did have a few other tricks of his own though. Disappearing was one of them.
"I have to give you points for being able to use that certain ability though since not many can pull it off."
He reappeared but now he was facing Fenn with the usual smirk on his face. "But I'm still going to call you nicknames whether you like it or not, Young Lord."
And one day, he would find a good one to call Fenn.

Reaper's smirk faded when Fenn began to frown. He wasn't one to pry so instead of outright asking what was wrong, he said, "Hey! You have to keep smiling or else you will get wrinkles when you grow up! I would know since I've been smiling for a long time and I'm as fabulous as ever!"
Usually, he wouldn't show his appearance so willingly since people around might recognize him as a murder, thief and a bunch of other things but he considered Fenn his buddy now.
Slowly, Reaper drew back his black hood completely to reveal a pale face. His eyes were as cool and cold as eyes but surprisingly very bright. A black, upside-down triangle was at the bottom of each eye and his eyes were also outlined with black. They could not be washed off or removed for they were permanently on around his eyes.
His hair was a light, silver colour that could be considered white and when he smirked, pearly white fangs could be visibly seen.
"See? Maybe if you keep smiling then you will end up as good-looking as me!"

Reaper grinned and winked. "Haha, thanks! I'm guessing that you've met a vampire or two before? I would think so because you're not running away screaming or trying to throw garlic at me. That stuff stinks! Why do humans do that anyway? Bleh." He scrunched his nose up in disgust at the memory of having a whole bunch of garlic thrown his way. "I'm guessing that the 'rewards' are not ordinary ones?" He inquired, his expression curious and he tilted his head to the side.
He really was flattered at Fenn's comment and his ego grew even more. Not many people saw what he looked like so he loved getting compliments when he could.