Posts by LizzardLovver

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]i started to walk with her next to me, keeping a slow pace so she could keep up. i still didn't want to take food from her. i didn't know how my sister would react to this girl. she probably wouldn't be as trusting as i was. i barely even knew the girl and i had already told her a lot about my life. "i don't know if my sister will like you." i said rather bluntly.

"margo." i repeated her name aloud then a couple times in my head so i could get used to how it sounded. i looked at her when she talked around running. i laughed to myself, but not a loud. i liked the spirt this girl had. i kept walking with her kind of hoping we were going in the right direction. my mind kept wandering back to wanda, but i tried to shake her from my thoughts. i would take this girl home and that would be that.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]tanner saw chiron look up at the sky. he was even more nervous now. "is this such a good idea?" he muttered aloud, but mostly to him. he took in a deep breath as he took out his sword. no turning back now, plus why would he back down from a fight with the daughter of zeus? they were sorn enemies and he didn't like the idea of just 'quiting' when it came to this girl inparticual.

he took out his sword from its sheath at his side. he smiled as she offered for him to go first. "oh, how kind." he said with a devilish grin. he gave her a bow as if he were mocking her and he was. he wanted her to get angry attack him first. "your daddy's not so big and bad!" what was he saying? "he can't touch me and neither can you!" he hissed as he stood in front of her making sure he was able to back up when she lunged at him because he knew that that was next.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]by the looks of it this girl wasn't about to just let me walk home after i dropped her off. I hated her persistence, but i guess that's just her personality. the question she asked i knew i would have to lie to her about the answer. "so, what are you guys doing here? i can tell that you guys probably haven't been in america for long since you still have that thick accent." revenge, revenge was the real reason, but i gave her the lie instead.

"we wanted a fresh start." i smiled at her, i was a terrible liar, but i had already told her so much already. i was taken back a bit by her saying her father worked for the government. "the government." i said, slightly nervous as i ran my fingers though my sliver hair. i looked toward were she had pointed saying that the large house was were she lived.

i kept walking with her. "people treat us differently too." i said. the very few people who knew about our...abilities treated us like we were aliens. i hated when people talked to me like i didn't know anything; that's even how most americans talked to me. "i've just gotten used to it by now." i said softly.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: Avenir; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]i was looking for someone to role-play with, probably in a private thread. i am open to just about any role-play, just so long as you advanced to semi-advanced. here are some ideas that you might be interested in, but you do not have to do any of them: supernatural [vampires, werewolves, ect or the tv show], percy jackson, hunger games, zombie apocalypse, superhero [such as avengers or anything dc comics related], tfios kind of plot [maybe?], we could do a run-a-ways type plot [?], or maybe even a medevial thing [like game of thrones or something. note that i really only seen the first two seasons.]

but like i said i am into just about anything and an open for suggestions. if you have an awesome cool plot, don't be afraid to throw it out there you really won't to do! don't be afraid i don't bite. ^.^

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]thanks! i love your little pig ^.^[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]i have only done a couple of runaway threads, but it would be like two teens that have ran away from their homes and met each other along the way. i don't really have a definite plot for that kind of thread, but it's pretty easy to just go with the flow on one of those.

gosh, my favorite type? that would be hard to choose, probably either some type of marvel thread or percy jackson. [/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]yeah! of course! what kind of marvel characters were you thinking of? like children of the x-men, avengers, ect.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]i stood awkwardly in her doorway. i looked around her house for a moment. it was bigger, bigger than most houses i have seen. the house wanda and i were staying in could probably fit inside this one a couple of times over.

"so, can you please stay for dinner?" her words at this point caused me to crack a little. i wasn't planning on staying, but she really wanted to and i didn't want to be rude. i frowned as i looked at my feet. i finally looked up at her smiling a little.

"would you like to come with me to retrieve my sister?" i asked her. i caved it gave in. i just couldn't be rude to this girl. it wasn't a possibility.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]awesome who were you thinking your character was going to be the child of?[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;][oh my gosh! i'm back! so sorry about my leave of absence, i just got a new puppy and than i realized i hadn't responded to your thread. so sorry once again.]

i stared at the airplane. at least that's what it looked like. it looked like so airplane, jet hybrid. i laughed to myself. i had never really been much of a flyer. the last time i had stepped foot on a plane was probably about seven years ago and i didn't like it than either. all of this donned on me when i stood in front of it.

i was snapped out of my trance when rachel asked me if i was okay. i shrugged a little. "as good as i could be." i muttered as i rubbed the back of my neck. why the man had just shown up and disappeared was beyond me. maybe he just wanted to say hi. i huffed a little as i looked over at rachel.

i didn't know if i was really ready for this. i could easily snap when i saw my father. it wasn't like we were on good terms with him leaving me as a baby and all. i understood that he probably had to leave, but it still pissed me off.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]tracking! hello, friend![/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]tracking ^.^[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]i loved her comments she made about running. it made me laugh a little on the inside. i liked the attitude toward everything. she was so bubbly and happy. she was just different, i couldn't think of any other word to describe her, but she was different in a good way.

"i wish i could show you how fast i could run." that one made me laugh a little bit harder on the inside, but i didn't let a sound escape my lips. "i wish i could too." i said it aloud, but i didn't really mean to. i hoped she hadn't heard my little side comment.

"wanda." i said rather quickly. "we're twins, but i think you already knew that." i said as i tired to change the subject, if she had heard me. if she hadn't than even better. we soon arrived at the house. it wasn't anything special. it was an older house that no one was living in for the time being. it had no 'for sale' sign and no cars in the drive way. wanda and i just kind of broke in and made our home. i didn't know what would happen if the owners came back, but it wouldn't end very well.

as i stood outside of the house i could already see wanda's shadow pacing back and forth. "maybe you should just wait out here for a moment." i told margo as i slowly entered the house. i let the door semi open as i didn't really have time to shut it. wanda was down my throat within seconds.

"where were you, pietro!" she said angry. she thumped the back of my head with her hand. "i was worried." she saw that i was empty handed. "i thought you were going to get something for us to eat!" she said even more angry. "where were you?" she asked again.

"i went to go get us something, then i met a girl, that i helped and she offered both of us dinner." i said as i crossed my arms and moved out of the way so she could see margo. "and she insisted." i said as i rubbed the back of my neck. wanda let out a huff as she stared at this girl

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]i soon was standing beside my sister. she seemed like she wanted to bite margo's head off. she was about to say something when i gave her a look. i knew whatever she was going to say to this girl wasn't going to really be good. wanda shut her mouth at this look. i rarely gave her this look, but she knew what it meant. we were twins after all.

i hooked her arm with mine and gave margo yet another smile. "um, do you guys actually own this house?" she had asked. i laughed a little a loud. "of course." wanda spoke, but it happened to be at the same time i did. "no." he both looked at each other. i just gave margo a shrug.

"let's just get going, okay?" i asked her as i started to walk back toward were her house was located. i still had wanda at my side. even though i thought i wasn't walking fast she was having a hard time keeping up. sometimes i couldn't control my powers when i was nervous and lets just say i was getting a little nervous.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]"pietro, slow down." wanda said. i looked over my shoulder to see that margo was also having a hard time keeping up. i let out a small sigh. i felt kind of bad. this girl was about to serve us dinner and i was leaving her in the dust.

i finally slowed down. i looked at margo and slowed down enough so that i was now walking beside her. "sorry." i only apologized because it felt like the right thing to do. wanda looked at me a little funny. then i think it must of donned on her that i actually kind of liked this girl.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]the young boy sat on the steps of the hades cabin, staring wary out into camp half-blood. the boy ran his hands though his silky black hair. he looked like a typical hades kid. he was pale with dark hair. even thing about him screamed child of hades, except for his personality and his soft blue eyes.

ryker was a nice boy, but people didn't really know that about him since they never really got to know him. he didn't mind all that much. he had a few friends. no one knew who he really was though. he had only ever told one person and that was his brother.

this innocent looking child, he was a god. he wasn't just the son of hades. he was pretty much a forbidden child, the son of hades and persephone. he wished he could just tell someone scream it from the rooftops and finally have all this weight off his chest, but then zeus would know.

that's the only thing his parents were afraid of; zeus finding out. zeus would probably kill him if he ever found out. he tried not let it bother him though and for the most part it didn't. he tried to make friends try to learn more about people.

[this is such a sucky first post, sorry, but the basic plot is that character is the son of hades and persephone, you chacter can be the daughter of anyone you want, but it would be more fun if you made her daughter of zeus or poseidon, and if you were semi advanced that would be really great!][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]thanks for the track, hon'! ^.^[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]it was a warm autumn day and maddox was driving in her car. it had been two years since the so called 'patient zero' had happened. most of the people in the world had gone as far north as possible, because zombies disliked the cold. not maddox though, he had stayed. he had felt like it was his obligation to try and put the world back together. he would try and help anyone he came across, but of course he was wary of any new people he met. he knew some people weren't kind. that's why he kept her dog close by his side, for protection, just in case.

maddox walked down the road not straying far from his truck. he couldn't leave his car or at least go very far from it. it was his only hope for survival. it had all he need in it and it was basically his bed every night. he grabbed his orange pack back out of the back seat. it had a couple of essentials in it, such as water, wire, arrows, food; but healthy food, and an almost empty first aid kit. the brown haired boy open the passenger side of her car and a pitbull jumped out. "come on, nero." he muttered. nero was quiet most of the time. he knew the deal, no making noise or the no-brains would be all over them in seconds.

he walked toward a small drug store. he slowly creeped inside and looked around. he toke out his compound bow, one of his most loved weapons. that and his axe were the best two weapons he had. they were silent and guns were to over powered and attracted to much attention, in his opinion. he looked around and shot a zombie in the head that happened to be roaming the isles of the store. he hated just watching them walk around, he would rather kill them and put them out of their misery than leave them alive. he walked over to the zombie and pulled the arrow out of it's head, wiping the blood on his pants, then sticking the arrow back into his backpack, which he used as a makeshift quiver.

the blue eyed boy looked at nero he looked antsy. "what's wrong, boy?" he asked quietly. he lets out a tiny whimper and he looked around. there was probably someone or something close by. nero never got nervous like this, unless it was something serious.

hopefully there wasn't a big horde coming like last time. that turned out ugly. they had to wait hours for the horde to pass and it felt like an eternity, but that horde was only a couple of weeks ago, so surely there wouldn't be another one this soon.

[i would like your person to be a girl, but honestly it doesn't really matter. please please be advanced/semi-advanced, so a good 3-4 paragraph at least for the first post, low muse is acceptable as we progress. thanks for joining.][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;][yeah, that's perfect, thanks for joining.]

maddox looked down at nero, who was sniffing up and down the isles. the dog seemed convinced that there were intruders. maddox shook his head and grabbed the dogs collar. "quit it." he scolded. "there isn't anyone around, nero." he told the dog. the dog let out an aggravated huff.

maddox was pretty sure the dog was just smelling a zombie that was beyond the walls of the drug store. he set his bow down on one of the shelves as he looked though the isles. there really wasn't much in the store. it was basically picked over. he found a couple of cans of what he called 'mystery meat'.

the boy suddenly stopped. he was almost positive that he heard something. he looked at nero who was still at his side. he suddenly let out a low growl. it was one of his more aggressive growls. "shush!" he suddenly hissed at the dog. whoever was there they had surely heard them coming by now. there was no use in being stealthy anymore.

"who's there?" the boy called as he pulled out his axe. since he had set his bow down, this was the only logical thing to use.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]maddox almost felt like the gun in his pocket was weighing him down. a gun didn't sound like such a bad idea now that he was face to face with the barrel of a gun himself. he held on to his axe tightly though. nero let out a vicious growl, baring his teeth at the other dog that now stood in front of him.

maddox narrowed his eyes at this girl. he wondered to himself if the gun was even loaded. she held it like it was, but she didn't look like someone who would be walking around with a loaded gun. she looked like someone who had ran out of supplies a long time ago.

"i asked you first." he hissed bitterly in response. he looked down at nero and took in a deep breath. he didn't want to have to fight this girl. it just wasn't in his nature to kill other humans. maybe if he backed down first she would follow. it was worth a shot.

"down." he scolded his dog who seemed to now be looking angerly at him. he let out one final growl at the wolfdog than backed down. maddox made slowly movements as he put his axe away. "look, i don't want a fight. i'm not the enemy here." he said.