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  • we are тнe ѕнadowѕ yoυ recalled ѕeeιng ιn тнe darĸ



    outfit!?!?


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    "Damn, A, you tryna' make your way to Brazil without me. I'm hurt; truly and deeply hurt," Onyx sniffled, appearing next to her half-sister on her Harley, a smirk plaster on her face. Where in the hell she came from was unknown; it was just like her to show up at random times. But, God, she'd been missing for days. Weeks, even. You could tell she'd been through hell; her left eyes was blackened and there was a scar stretching across her neck, one that hadn't been there before she vanished. Aside from those two injuries, you could see the pain in her eyes as she got off her bike; her ribs were broken, that much was evident by the wrapping under her tube top, but they were slowly healing. Broken ribs obviously hadn't ruined her stealth, that was for certain. Her eyes took in the familiar faces around her, although they stopped and narrowed suspiciously at an unknown, which happened to be containing the newest member, Darius. Seriously? Someone else? She wondered, rolling her eyes as her attention returned to Astrid once more. Dude doesn't even look like he wants to be here.


    :ooc: Gaise, it's still bunny, just on a new account; I decided to start fresh, but there was no way in hell I was leaving this Rp. Just wanted to let you gaise know.

  • ρσѕѕєѕѕινє-туяαηт-σƒ-αη-αℓρнα ѕαу ωнαт? {-ησ ρσѕтιηg}

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    "The day I find my mate is the day I'll kill myself, I swear."


    Those are the words I'm well known for, mainly because it's so appalling that any werewolf would ever utter them. Don't look at me like I've grown two heads, damn it; I'm perfectly normal! Anyways, there's something you should know about me: I'm the Alpha's daughter. Big shocker, I know; How could that perfectly well-mannered man create such a demonic spawn, cursing the pack and blah blah blah. That's all I hear. Apparently, being the Alpha's kid means you have to be a goddamned angel.
    Bitch, please.
    I'm a good child...Most of the time. Look, let's just get straight to the point: There have been some complications within the pack, causing me to take lead. Yeah, I’m the first ever female Alpha in the world. It doesn't help that my pack's the second largest in North America, either; So many wolves to keep track of. Anyways, the reason for my saying is the fact that having a mate will only complicate things for me; yet, some things just can't be ignored, such as the ever-rising threat from my pack's greatest enemy.
    Shoot.
    Me.
    Now.

  • ρσѕѕєѕѕινє-туяαηт-σƒ-αη-αℓρнα ѕαу ωнαт? {-ησ ρσѕтιηg}


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    The metallic smell of blood filled my nostrils, making my stomach churn with disgust. The mauled body of my father lay before me, his entrails strewn across the forest floor. Simultaneous whimpers reached my ears from a few feet behind me and I whirled around, my eyes widening in surprise as I spotted the Valdez twins kneeling next to a nearby Oak, looking at me with identical wide, doe-like blue eyes as they held each other tightly, gazes darting between me and my father's corpse
    "I-I-Is he finally d-d-dead, Bliss?" Andrea cast her glistening blue eyes on me. Swallowing the bile that rose in my throat, I nodded and held out my arms, tears pricking the corners of my eyes as the girls ran towards me, almost knocking me backwards with their force. Wrapping my arms tightly around them, I held them as they cried. These were tears of joy, this I knew for certain. Why, you ask? Well, my father wasn't exactly a fatherly figure to these two girls. Andrea and her twin, Catalea, were orphans of the only two omegas in our pack. My father had grown angry with their parents for not training the younger wolves properly (which, in his case, was rough) and killed them, momentarily forgetting that they had two daughters to look after. Andrea and Catalea have been living with my father and I ever since. He'd said he didn't want that filth in his house and we had an argument that I swear could be heard from our house all the way to Black Tide territory.
    Once he'd finally agreed, realizing I was being a stubborn mule and wasn't going to budge, he allowed them to stay. I considered them my daughters even though we weren't related by blood. Then the twins told me something that led me to this situation: my father had been sexually and physically abusing them for the three years they'd been with us. I'd been furious with him; how could he do that to my girls, my babies? I'd also been furious with myself for not catching on sooner; it was obvious, the way they flinched every time he gave them a hug before sending them off to school.
    Stupid! I'd been so stupid! My father wouldn't have ever done this if my mother was still here, but she'd been killed from a sickness that swept through our pack like a wildfire, along with my unborn baby brother. Losing a mate sent a wolf into a state of grieving, but for Alphas that wasn't always the case. There were two things us Alphas did; we either killed ourselves or became an abusive tyrant. My father, sadly, became the latter. Blood or not, no one hurts my girls.


    I was yanked out of my thoughts by a voice in my head urgently calling my name. Bliss...Bliss...Bliss...Bliss, answer me this instant! I cringed, my grip on the girls loosening as they pulled away from me, hiccupping as they wiped the tears from their eyes. I gave them a small yet sad smile and they did the same, chuckling as I let out an annoyed groan as the voice intruded yet again.
    Damn it, Jace, what in the h-e-double hockey sticks do you want!? I instantly regretted yelling at my best friend, knowing he was only worried for my well-being. We'd been best friends since we were in diapers; I'd had a crush on him in freshmen year, but now my eighteen year old self just constantly wondered how I could ever think of him in that way.
    I'm sorry, Bliss. I was just worried when I saw you storm out of the house earlier. Where are you, anyways? His voice sounded apologetic and I mentally sighed, becoming annoyed when he chuckled.
    I'm in the forest with the girls. I've got a mess to clean up. I told him, my voice clipped, as I looked around at the scene before me. You can't ever hide a body from werewolves; the blood was always too strong for us to ignore. I'd just throw his worthless, scum-bag body in the river. He didn't deserve a proper burial like my mother had received.
    Mess? Oh no, what did you do, Bliss? Please tell me you didn't kill a trespassing Black Tide member again. He groaned, causing me to chuckle. I'd only killed two Black Tide members because they'd had no right coming on my pack's territory; Filthy, heartless, soulless pieces of crap.
    Worse. I killed Alpha Jason. With that I clipped off our mind link, not wanting to hear his outrage, and began cleaning up my mess. I'd explain everything properly once I got back home.
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    "Do you realize the danger you've put yourself in? How stupid can you get, Bliss? Jackson's gonna’' have your head for this, man. Shit, the entire pack is gonna' have your head for this," Jace ranted, pacing back and forth as I sat on the couch, the girls huddled up on either side of me. He'd been like this for an hour or two and, despite my wolf growling for him to shut up, I let him go on. He was right, of course. Jackson, my father's Beta, was gonna’ kill me without a doubt. Or torture me and let the pack finish me off. Jeez, just thinking about that scenario made me shiver. Sighing, I shifted to stand up before Jace growled at me, giving me a stern glare.
    "Sit back down, Bliss. We need to figure -" I cut him off with a low growl, my anger slowly surfacing. I'd consider myself a normally calm and sweet girl, but my wolf was getting increasingly annoyed by him thinking he could control me. Did he forget who I was? What kind of blood flowed through my veins?


    "Jace, shut up!" I snapped, causing the girls to whimper in fear and Jace to stare at me, dark brown eyes wide with shock. My own eyes widened in shock as well; I'd just used an Alpha tone on my best friend. Closing my eyes, I took a few deep breaths before opening my eyes and staring into those chocolate brown pools of his.
    "Look, Jace, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to Alpha-tone you. But please, will you let me explain?" I gave him my puppy dog face, something he couldn't ignore, and smiled once he rolled his eyes and took my spot between the girls.
    "You know me, Jace. I couldn't hurt a fly, but Dad..." I broke and shook my head, motioning for the girls to go upstairs. Nodding, they leaped off the couch and scurried up the steps, stopping at the top to look back at me with sad eyes before continuing on their way to our shared room. I swallowed back the lump in my throat and looked down at my feet, biting my lip as I whispered, "He raped them, Jace." Those words were all it took for me to break down and fall to my knees, cursing myself for not being there to protect them. In an instant he was by my side, wrapping his arms around me as I cried into his chest.
    "I wasn't there to protect them, J. When they told me, all I saw was red. I couldn't stop myself," I told him through my sobbing, although he silenced me, rubbing my back in a calming manner. He didn't ask me anything more because I know he would've done the same thing. Beneath his calm facade I could literally feel the anger coming off him in waves. After a few moments passed by, I pulled away from Jace and wiped my face clean of any stray tears.


    Jace got to his feet, extending a hand and pulling me up, our eyes locking. I could see his thoughts clearly and I agreed with him, no matter how much I dreaded this idea.
    "I know, I know," I grumbled, turning away from him and heading upstairs.
    "Where are you going? The clearing's that way," Jace pointed out, beginning to follow me. Rolling my eyes, I turned back towards him and began walking up the stairs backwards. Boy, was I talented or what?
    "I gotta’ tell the girls to stay put. Call the pack for a meeting." That last part was an order. Nodding, he turned and headed out as I made my way to the top of the stairs, turning left and heading into our room.


    Crossing my arms over my chest, I leaned against the door frame and raised my eyes at the girls, who were jumping on the bed and giggling like madwomen. Once they spotted me, they stopped jumping and immediately sat down, giving me the sweetest of smiles and widening their eyes in innocence. Rolling my eyes, I was glad they were getting over what they'd seen so quickly.
    "I'm holding a pack meeting. I'll be back in a few, so stay out of trouble until then," I told them, giving them a stern look. They nodded and bounced off the bed, running up and hugging me. I wrapped my arms around them, warmth flooding through my body as they simultaneously uttered, "I love you, Mama." My heart melted at the words and I squeezed them even tighter than before, chuckling when they started whining about being suffocated.
    "Love you too, guys. Remember: Stay out of trouble." They nodded and, after a moment of looking at them, I released them and left the room, closing the door behind me. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh, dreading the meeting. Well, time to face the music.
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    "She did what!?" I flinched at the harsh, angered voice of my father's - now my - Beta as I entered the forest clearing. Feeling my presence, all eyes turned on me. I could tell he hadn't told any of them of what'd I'd done, but he'd obviously told Jackson in private.
    "Bliss, come here!" Jackson's voice reached my ears, causing me to cringe and my wolf to growl in anger. How dare he order us around! I'll kill him for his disobedience! I could see where she was coming from, but I quickly silenced her and made my way towards the front of the group, bowing my head in the presence of Jackson. Let me tell you, turning my head to face the ground was the hardest thing to do in my life, but I managed to get it done after arguing with my wolf for a moment. She was still growling in annoyance, but I managed to ignore her as I lifted my head back up, ready to face Jackson's wrath. Instead of seeing him, standing before me was a snarling gray wolf.
    "Bliss, move!" Jace yelled, his voice laced in fear as Jackson's wolf made a leap towards me. Pft, he oughta' know me by now. An Alpha never backs down.
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    Word Count: 1, 823
    Appearances: Bliss Raine Valentine^Lights Pxleitner^Eighteen^Whispering Breeze
    Andrea Valencia Valdez^Amandla Stenberg^Ten^Whispering Breeze
    Catalea Fiori Valdez^Amandla Stenberg^Ten^Whispering Breeze
    Jace Meretz O'Connor^Logan Lerman^Eighteen^Whisering Breeze
    Jackson Adams^Paul Walker^Forty-Four^Whispering Breeze
    Extras: Okay, guys, this is bunny/shotgun sista here. Those two accounts I plan on deleting very soon because I wish to start fresh, so please don't message me and/or comment saying I'm plagiarizing seeing as it is still moi.

  • ||♛Bʟᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ Rᴏsᴇs Pᴀᴄᴋ♕||♕Sɪɢɴ Uᴘ♛||


    [size=7pt]" Life's a b!tch...You have to go out and kick ass. "[/size]



    ♚ - - Maya Renaldi Tevasco - - ♚
    ρяσηυη¢ιαтιση : My-Uh Ree-Nahl-Dee Tuh-Vas-Co
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    - - ρι¢кιηg тнє ριє¢єѕ 域 σηє ву σηє } }


    .:. вιятн ηαмє .:.
    "Are you blind? That up there is my birth name."


    .:. ηι¢кηαмє(ѕ) .:.
    "Most people call me May or Renny; other than that, make up your own. However, if it's derogatory, be prepared to get your ass kicked."


    .:. нσω σℓ∂ .:.
    "I'm seventeen years old, thank you."


    .:. ѕєχ .:.
    "Say what? You seriously askin' me this question? You deserve to be slapped, I swear."


    .:. яαηк .:.
    "I'm a hunter, 'kay? 'Kay."


    .:. ωαηтє∂ яαηк .:.
    "Honestly? Hell, I'd love to be Beta, but whatever."


    .:. тнємє ѕσηg .:.

    theme song here


    .:. zσ∂ια¢ .:.
    "I'm the definition of an Aries chick."


    .:. вιятн ∂αтє .:.
    "I was born April 2nd, 1996."


    .:. вσ∂у мσ∂ιƒι¢αтιση(ѕ) .:.
    "Really? Okaaaay..."
    Dreamcatcher Tattoo on left side
    Free Yourself Tattoo on right shoulder blade
    Reality is wrong, Dreams are for real Tattoo on left shoulder blade
    Lotus Flower on her lower back
    Henna Tattoo on left hand
    Anchor Belly Ring
    Hip Piercing on right side
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    - - нιттιηg тнєм ωнєяє ιѕ нυятѕ } }


    .:. ωєαкηєѕѕ .:.
    "Do we really have to discuss this? I don't believe I trust you with this information." May has quite a few weaknesses, one of them being alcohol. May has been known to try and kill herself with the intake of too much alcohol, which is why many keep a watchful eye on her now. Aside from that, she isn't the most social person in the pack. Due to this factor, she doesn't have many friends.


    .:. αƒяαι∂ σƒ
    "I'm afraid of the []water. Don't judge me, dude, I can't swim! And my older brother basically tried to drown me when I was little. The next is a childhood fear; yes, yes, the dark. You never know the creatures the darkness holds. Thunderstorms are also another thing that frightens me. They always have and they always will."


    .:. ∂ιѕσя∂єяѕ .:.
    "I'm sorry, am I supposed to have one, because I don't."


    .:. ∂ιѕєαѕєѕ .:.
    "Again, no."


    .:. ∂ιѕℓιкєѕ .:.
    Shopping: "Like...Why?"
    Preppy People: "No...Just...No."
    Long Drives: "Dear Lord, I wanna' get to the place I'm going right now, not six hours from now."
    Being Lied To: "I know I'm a liar, but being lied to myself p!sses me off."
    Being Betrayed: "Like...You're a person I'd trust with my life and you gon' stab me in the back like that?"
    Neon Colors: "It hurts my eyes and gives me a headache. Explain to me: Why in the world are neon colors existing right now?"


    .:. ℓυяєѕ .:.
    "Lures? The fuck? I'm not a damn fish!" May is drawn to anyone who can make her laugh; being comedic is a very important trait to her. Food is also something she loves, so if you can cook, she will automatically love you. Aside from those two factors, she's drawn to guys who give off the "bad boy" vibe, even though they always seem like the ones who cause her the most heartbreak.
    [hr]



    - - ѕнσωιηg уσυя тяυє ¢σℓσяѕ } }


    .:. σνєяαℓℓ ρєяѕσηαℓιту .:.
    {candid}
    May isn't one to hold back, being brutally honest with how she truly feels. This can be beneficial to those few who need a reality check, but for others it can be a painful blow. She fails to see why she should keep her thoughts to herself because honesty is an important value in her book, yet she still hasn't learned the difference between honesty and bluntness.
    {tomboy}
    May isn't exactly that friend with other girls and tends to hang more with the guys than anything. She isn't afraid to get down and dirty with guys, rough-housing just as much as they do. Where most girls would throw a fit if they received a scar, she takes pride in this fact, showing that she put up a good enough fight or was brave enough to actually receive one. She most likely gets her rough-and-tough qualities from her brother.
    {dangerous}
    Well, you know how everyone has a dark side? Yeah, May's is dangerous. She has darkness inside her that few dare to explore. Some say she's a tortured soul who takes out her pain on others. They’re not all wrong, either. If someone causes her emotional pain, Ray’s revenge gets physical. She’s done things that would make a demon p!ss his pants. Well…Maybe that’s a little overboard. Still, like almost every other criminal, she has her reasons. Then again…She gets a sort of sick pleasure from seeing others in pain.
    {emotionless}
    May isn’t emotionless, not really. She just closes herself off from the world, refusing to allow anyone to get close to her. In her mind, having any feelings –other than dislike for people- only hurts her in the long wrong. So, to steer people away from her, she acts like a stone-cold b!tch with an icy heart. That way, no one will ever get close enough to hurt her.
    {sarcastic}
    To hide the pain that seems to be forever lodged in her heart, May uses sarcasm as an outlet. It works well for her, allowing her to cover up her emotions brilliantly. At times, her sarcasm can come out as b!tchy, which is okay with her because she knows it'll just make people not want to be around her, which in her opinion is a good thing.
    {good}
    Despite all the bad, there’s a spark of good in May. It’s not always visible, but it’s there. In the light twinkle of those beautiful gold eyes, in the tilting of her lips that signal the beginning of a smile; They’re rare signs of happiness and only a glimpse of who she once was.


    .:. вα¢к ѕтσяу .:.
    "Okay, ask me about this again and I swear to Lupus that you won't see the next sunrise." No one knows anything about May because she joined the pack as a rogue; she wasn't exactly too keen on sharing her past and when asked about it she'd always get extremely defensive so...yeah.


    .:. ℓιкєѕ .:.
    Sleep: "Dear Lord, if I could, I'd sleep for eternity. It's wonderful and it always seems to refresh me."
    My Bed: "It's comfortable and I just want to melt into it."
    When People Text Me First: "It makes me feel like they actually wanted to speak with me, ya' know?"
    Cuddling: "Who doesn't love cuddling? Not like I have anyone to cuddle with, but still!"
    Singing: "This feels like the only true way I can express my emotions. When I'm singing, all my feelings are poured out into that one song."
    Dancing: "It's fun, especially when you're dancing crazily to your favorite song with your best friend."
    Reading: "It takes me away from the real world."
    Listening to Music: "It tunes out annoying people that I don't feel like listening to."
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    - - вℓσσ∂ ιѕ тнι¢кєя тнαη ωαтєя } }


    .:. ιммє∂ιαтє ƒαмιℓу .:.
    "In this pack? No."


    .:. ѕιвℓιηgѕ .:.
    "I have no idea where my brother is, but I do know that he's alive; I'd feel it if he'd die."


    .:. ¢нιℓ∂яєη .:.
    "...I'd rather not discuss this."


    .:. αη¢єѕтσяѕ .:.
    "I don't know, do I look like a paleontologist to you?"


    .:. α¢qυαιηтαη¢єѕ .:.
    "I don't have friends...or acquaintances. Nothing of the sort."
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    - - ∂ση'т вє ƒσσℓє∂ ву тнє ℓσσкѕ σƒ ѕσмєσηє } }


    .:. ѕкιη ¢σℓσя .:.
    "I have a caramel complexion."


    .:. нєιgнт .:.
    5'8"


    .:. ѕ¢αяѕ .:.
    "I only have one scar, which stretches across my stomach; I didn't get it from a fight, but don't ask me how I recieved it. Just...please...don't."


    .:. нαιя ¢σℓσя .:.
    "My hair is a very dark, chocolate brown."


    .:. нαιя ℓєηgтн .:.
    "My hair stops at my lower back...I don't know the approximate length so don't bug me about it."


    .:. нαιя туρє .:.
    "My hair is naturally wavy."


    .:. нαιя ѕтуℓє .:.
    "You'll most likely see me wearing it down or in a very high ponytail."


    .:. єує ¢σℓσя .:.
    "My eyes are a dazzling honey gold."
    [hr]



    - - ѕєχ ιη тнє ¢ιту } }


    .:. σяιєηтαтιση .:.
    "You people are relentless, I swear; I'm straight, everyone. Sorry girls."


    .:. тυяη-σηѕ .:.
    Tattoos: "Well, obviously. I have five of my own, but when it's on other people I'm just like "FFFFFF, I effin' love your tattoo!" Well, that's what I think. I don't voice that sh!t. Like, ever."
    Biting Your Lip: "Okay, how can you not love this? And when dudes do it I just want to fall out and die. Happily, of course."
    Harry Styles Like Hair: "I just need hair I can run my fingers through. End of."


    .:. тυяη-σƒƒѕ .:.
    Abusive Guys: "Like...Why you gotta do that, though? You don't feel man enough so you gotta' beat on women?"
    Cologne Overdose: "Dude, I feel like I'm choking around you. Just...stick to two or three sprays, not fifteen."
    Bad Breath: "Need I say more?"


    .:. νιяgιηιту .:.
    "Yeah...About that...Hehe...It flew out the window at the age of fifteen."


    .:. ƒιяѕт ℓσνє .:.
    "I loved once; he was a rogue; a bastard. That's all you need to know."


    .:. ѕтαтυѕ .:.
    "Single as a pringle and I don't fucking want to mingle."


    .:. ѕιgηιƒι¢αηт σтнєя .:.
    "...Begone."

  • тнє ℓισηєѕѕ' мιgнту яσαя {-∂σ ησт ρσѕт-}

    The Gallery of Lioness


    For those of you that have stumbled across this, welcome to my little gallery. It is a huge work in progress, but I'm quite certain I'll get it done sooner or later later. Anyway, I ask you not to post on this gallery and if you'd like to roleplay with any of my characters at all, just send me a PM with the one you want to Rp with and plot, if you have one. Other than that, please enjoy!


    :character list:
    onyx le'bou matson {clickie!}
    maya renaldi tevasco {clickie!}
    scarlette ann-marie hersh
    denali ambrosia nightlock
    ariel jane felix fiori
    lust natalia vixen
    annabelle klarice jones
    katerina banting
    thais fallon holiday
    winter fallon


    :used face claims:
    Shay Mitchell
    Carolanne Evans
    {want to use} Yasmine Yousaf
    {want to use} Rita Ora
    {want to use} Elizabeth Gillies
    {want to use} Susan Coffey


    :name ideas:
    angel kryptonite kills
    namidia ross valentine
    issadore yvonne wellington
    amadore cattaleya rosswell {gift of love}
    enola {solitary}
    verena venice ali
    aubree carina johnson
    peyton ann hamilton
    naomi hope feliz
    ripsi carter
    naydeen thompson
    bridgette cortez
    tamara cliché kentwood
    talia jicari ferala


    :notes:
    onyx is inactive.
    was once a part of a gang but the thread is now inactive.
    i'd like to keep her in gang-related roleplays, if that's okay.
    if you'd like to roleplay with her, just shoot me a pm.


    maya is inactive.
    she's a werewolf, part of the bleeding rose pack.
    i don't exactly know what happened here.
    as far as i know, an rp thread was never made.
    i'd like to keep her in supernatural roleplays, if that's okay.
    if you'd like to roleplay with her, just shoot me a pm.


    :format:

  • ☾ι тнιηк тнє ωнєєℓѕ σƒ тιмє нανє єƒƒє∂ υρ☽ {σρєη}


    outfit here!?!?
    ѕ¢αяℓєттє ♒ αηη-мαяιє ♒ нєяѕн


    hazel eyes curiously peered out of the airplane, eyes that belonged to a fiery-tempered red-head known as scarlette. her gaze drifted towards the city that she was to spend the remainder of her life, a small sigh of annoyance escaping her lips. and just when i was starting to truly make some friends, she thought, silently cursing her aunt and uncle for bringing her along with them to this strange place; hell, did it look like she wanted to be in tokyo? no! she was perfectly fine living the simple life of being a low-class chicago citizen with her parents and eight year old sister. that is, until her parents perished in a car crash, entrusting her aunt and uncle on her mother's side to care for her and her younger sibling. sighing, the red-haired girl looked down at her blonde-haired sister, who was sound asleep next to her, nestled comfortably into her side. a smile small graced the girl's face, happy to see her sister sleeping peacefully for once. perhaps this change won't be so bad after all, she thought, leaning her head against the window to drift off for a moment.


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    i was wrong, so very, very wrong! the red-head groaned as she traveled behind her aunt and uncle up the stairs, stairs that seemed to go on for miles. when will this torture end? she wondered, glaring at her little sister who seemed to be scaling the stairs with ease. now why in the hell does she have so much energy? she mumbled obscenities under her breath, being cut off by the sound of her name. or rather, her nickname.
    "scar, scar, hurry up! you have to come see the pretty house!" her little sister called, bouncing at the top of the stairs. once again i ask: why in the hell does she have so much energy?
    "i'm coming, i'm coming," she muttered, finally reaching the top of the stairs, along with her aunt and uncle.


    "now, why in the world were there so many-" her question was cut off as she took in the two-story home, her mouth forming an "o" shape and her eyes widening in awe.
    "it looks like a palace," she uttered, averting her gaze and casting it towards her caretakers, who were chuckling in amusement at her reaction.
    "it used to be a place of worship for priestesses, scarlette," her aunt explained, turning her aqua blue eyes on her niece. how she was actually related to her mother, who'd possessed emerald green eyes, she'd never know.
    "cool," scarlette simply said, following them inside with her little sister hanging onto her shirt, hazel eyes scanning their new home.
    "your rooms are upstairs; your things have already been unpacked, so there's no need to worry about that," her uncle explained, causing her to grumble in annoyance. she liked to place her things in her own way; how else would she find what she needed in short amounts of time?
    "dinner will be ready shortly; you can go explore if you like," her aunt mused, heading into the kitchen to prepare dinner. her sister wasted no time, releasing scarlette's shirt and running outside.


    scarlette let a groan of annoyance pass her lips, dragging her feet and following her sister outside. the best way to keep her out of trouble is to monitor her, she thought, her ears picking up on her uncle yelling, "scarlette, don't go near that shed! it's locked for a reason, you know." rolling her eyes, scarlette looked around for her sister, who was no where in sight.
    "great," she muttered, wandering the grounds in search of the small blonde, "who knows where she's gotten to." after a good twenty minutes of unsuccessfully searching for her sister, the red-head let out a huff of air and cast her hazel gaze on the ever darkening sky. her worry for her sister increased as nightfall edged closer and closer. where could she have possibly-the shed! in mere seconds she was sprinting towards the shed, her gaze instantly drawn to the broken chains. how in the hell did she do that!?


    taking a few cautious steps forward, the red-head drew the chains into her hands and closely inspected them, her brows furrowing in confusion. the chains looked as if they'd been blown apart, but how was that possible? shaking her head, she returned to the matter at hand and shoved the doors open, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the shed.
    "alyssa? alyssa, you in here?" she called out to her sister, stepping further into the shed and jumping when the doors slammed closed, the darkness of the shed enveloping her.
    "oh great," she muttered, taking a few cautious steps forward, finding the railing to what seemed to be like stairs. biting her bottom lip, she began to make her way down.
    "what if she's not even in here? i'm braving this stupid dar-" her voice was cut off by her own shriek as she went tumbling, landing on what she assumed to be the ground quite harshly. wincing at the pain that radiated from her right ankle, scarlette slowly drew her leg to her side before pushing herself up with her good leg and her arms, trying not to apply too much pressure to her ankle.


    "scar, is that you?" a small, frightened voice sounded from a few feet in front of her, causing her to struggle even more to see in the darkness. she could faintly see the outline of her little sister, knees drawn close to her chest as she leaned against something. limping forward, scarlette made her way towards her sister and dropped down next to her with a grunt of pain.
    "alyssa, what are you doing in here? are you okay? how'd you break the chain that held the doors together?" the questions that she'd held in seemed to burst out, causing her little sister to groan in annoyance before answering her questions.


    "number one: i was curious. number two: i am perfectly fine. and number three: i didn't break the chain; it broke on its own." at that, scarlette scoffed in disbelief.
    "well, it did! i wouldn't lie about something like that. plus, it was the only way i found out about this place. and look!" the little girl jumped to her feet, grabbing her sister's arm and pulling her to her feet, who's wince of pain was lost in the darkness.
    "there's this weird well; a blue light was shining out of it and everything, but when you appeared it vanished," her voice was filled with slight disappointment at that factor, causing her sister's hazel eyes to glitter with interest.


    "a blue light, eh? hm, that's-" once again, her comment was cut off by another shriek as some unknown force seemed to pull her down the well. her left hand managed to grab alyssa's, pulling her sister with her and drawing her close as they both sped towards the bottom, tightly closing their eyes and waiting for the harsh impact of the ground.


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    the little blonde's eyes were first to open, shifting beside her sister and grunting as she pushed herself to her feet. the small girl's gaze was drawn towards her sister, who was slowly beginning to stir, before she sighed and began to grab onto the weird foliage that grew against along the well's walls, slowly hoisting herself up.
    "alyssa?" the red-head's eyes fluttered open, catching sight of her little sister climbing alongside the well's wall, almost halfway out. as she pushed herself to her feet, a whimper escaped her; during the fall, she'd momentarily forgotten about her sprained right ankle. shaking off the pain, the girl crossed her arms over her chest and huffed.
    "what do you think you're doing?"
    "getting out of here," the blonde responded, finally reaching the top and hosting herself up, although her lower half was still dangling inside the well.
    "i'm not just gonna wait for-scar! scar, help me!" her little sister screamed as something large gripped her shirt with it's talon's, carrying her away from her sister's view. eyes wide, scarlette brushed off the pain in her ankle and began to swiftly hoist herself up, rapidly making her way up and over the wall.
    "alyssa!? alyssa, where are you!?" scarlette's voice rose in panic as she desperately searched for her sister, ignoring the fact that she wasn't exactly in tokyo anymore. at least, that's what it looked like; last time she checked, tokyo didn't have forests. calling for her sister, the girl made her way through the woods, ignoring the tree branches that scratched against her arms here and there; the only thing she was worried about was finding her sister.


    ten to fifteen minutes later, scarlette found herself stumbling upon a small village. the few villagers working in the fields halted their gathering, eyes trained on the girl with the strange clothes. scarlette seemed to realize that she was no longer in tokyo, yet the worry for her sister once again brushed that fact away. she'd deal with it later.
    "someone! anyone, i need your help!" she called, running towards the villagers, who'd gathered near the bridge that was the entrance to their village, openly giving her looks of suspicion.
    "please, my little sister was taken by...something. it looked like a large bird or..." she trailed off, noticing the uneasy looks the villagers were sharing with one another. the feeling of dread filled her stomach. something told her whatever they had to say about her sister's disappearance wasn't going to be good.
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    :plot: so, have any of you ever seen inuyasha? well, this is like that, except that the original character's won't be in this roleplay and the jewel of four souls never existed. there is an evil taking place that the characters in this roleplay will have to overcome, yet it's nothing like naraku because naraku was an ass after the jewel and whatnot. i haven't come up with the evil they'll be facing, but i'll come across it soon enough.
    :extra info: scar's little sister is named alyssa monroe hersh. she looks like this and is currently wearing this.
    UPDATE: -flails- I've come up with an evil! I'm not gonna tell chu guys though; i likes to keep things a secret xD

  • ☠ηєνєя тяυѕт α gιяℓ ωιтн ωι¢кє∂ ιηтєηтισηѕ☠ {ωιρ; ∂σ ησт ρσѕт}

    'Tis a mega work in progress.



    outfit here!?!?
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    cobalt blue eyes narrowed in on their target, eyes which belonged to an ill-tempered, deadly opponent known as "viper" to her comrades. pulling her cometa air rifle against her left shoulder, the girl had her index finger on the trigger. just a little more...and...there! as the pepper-haired business man crossed her path, the trigger was pulled and the bullet went flying through the air, striking the man in his chest and sending him falling to the ground. a smirk graced the lethal female's face as she swiftly placed her rifle on the ground next to her, dropping onto her stomach as many eyes began to survey the area, searching for the perpetrator.
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    plot and any extra info goes here.

  • ☾ι тнιηк тнє ωнєєℓѕ σƒ тιмє нανє єƒƒє∂ υρ☽ {σρєη}

    -bump!
    so, i finally completed this roleplay.
    -wipes sweat off forehead-
    anyways, if you do decide to join, please have names like they did back in the feudal era.
    something of the sort, anyhow.
    also, if you'd like to play whatever evil person they're going to be up against, please post saying so.
    this thread will become private when i decide to do so.
    sorry if i seem...picky or anything, but that's just how i am.
    -cringes-
    please, don't hate me.