Posts by Timeleap

Bryce, a seventeen year old Pokehuman Flygon, was flying around the trees. Oh, how he loved flying! Feeling the wind in your face, being above everyone, just everything was great about flying! He was flying fast enough that the wind blew his blond hair over his blue-green eyes. He couldn't lift his hand up to brush his hair back, as his wings were attacked to his elbows. This had happened countless times before, so he tossed his head back, trying to get his hair from obstructing his view. It hadn't worked. Instead more hair fell in front of his eyes.
Bryce had no way of knowing he was about to crash head-first into a huge tree. He finally gave in to lifting his hand up. When he brushed his hair back, there was no time to react.
A split second before he collided with the tree, he tried to turn to avoid it, but it was no use. He hit the tree head first.
"Aaacck!!" the Flygon yelled in agony.
The PokeHuman drooped like a ragdoll and fell. His red wings scrapped the tree he had hit on the way down.
Bryce hit the ground stomach first with a loud THUD. His body was limp, with no signs of life other than the slight heaving of his chest.

Hailey, a sixteen year old Gardevoir PokeHuman was strolling though the forest, admiring the nature. Her hair blew slightly in the light breeze. "I wonder if there are other PokeHumans in this forest," she spoke softly. She found an apple tree and plucked a plump, ripe apple from it with her thin, and long fingers.
With some food, she continued her stroll.

OOC- Bryce looks like this :

Hailey looks like this:

If someone asks you what OOC and IC mean, and you tell them, is that mini moding?

I wasn't sure what to do...

Ok, thank you!

OOC- OOC is Out of Character. You use it when you are not any of your characters and it's you speaking. Ic is In character. You use it when you are your character.

IC-
Bryce heard a faint voice saying, "Hey, Flygon guy, come over here!" He had also heard a voice next to him say, "Are you ok?"
He tried saying something smart back, but what came out was a weak moan and twitch of the finger.

Hailey walked around and saw a medicham. He apperaed to be conversing to someone she couldn't see. She walked silently within 10 yards of him.

Bryce's eyes fluttered open. He glanced in each direction and realized he was on a bed-- a makeshift bed, to be more spceific. He believed he was next to a Lopunny. The Flygon felt pain shoot through his wings, and remembered they had gotten torn from his fall. His blond hair was messy and the knees of his pants were torn. He twitched his fingers to make sure thery weren't broken. They weren't, thank goodness. He glanced in the Lopunny's direction. "I think I'm awake now," he said weakly with a tinge of humor.

Bryce sat up so he was in a sitting position. He inhaled and said, "I was flying around the trees and my hair fell in front of my eyes, obstructing my view." he stopped to show the Lopunny what position his hair was in, and then fixed it. He contined talking. "Since my wings are attached to my arms, I couldn't move my hair back so I could see. So I threw my head back, trying to get my hair back, but I didn't work. More hair fell in front of my eyes." he stopped to take a breath and contined once again. "I ended up using my hand to move my hair back, and when I could see, the tree was right there and I hit it," the seventeen year old PokeHuman finished. He remembered the Lopunny asking him what his name was. "Name's Bryce. What's yours?" he replied, and asked as well. He stuck his hand out, for a handshake.

Bryce pondered the question for a bit. It would help.. but he sorta liked his hair kind of long. Maybe if he cut his hair a little bit and secured his headband, ((I really don't know what else to call it.. It's on his picture)) crashing would be a thing of the past.
The Flygon remembered another factor of his crashes is because he flies way too fast.
"Naw, it's ok. I'll fly more carefuly from now on." he said.

Bryce didn't need to think about that question. "Yes please."

The Flygon stared inquiztively at the Vulpix on Iron's head. He turned his head away, not wanting to be rude. He then looked again, asking, "Is that Vulpix your friend?"
Bryce then turned to Puff and took the bowl happily. "Thank you, Puff," he said greatfully.

OOC- Are you talking about my gardevoir? (Sorry if that sounded mean, I didn't mean it that way! )

IC-
The Flygon Pokehuman inhaled his soup. Once he had finished, he asked the Lopunny, "Where do I put this?"

Hailey contined walking throught the forest, finished with the apple she had been eating. The sixteen year old Gardevoir decided to stock up on some Pecha berries and some Oran berries. She stopped at a tree filled with ripe Pecha berries, picked five, and put them in her berry bag.

OOC- It's alright, I was just making sure.

IC-
Bryce turned his attention to Iron and nodded. "It's nice to have some company sometimes."

Hailey was so startled that she tripped and fell. She got up swiftly and turned to face the Pokehuman. "Hello," Hailey replied with a tinge of annoyance in her voice.

Hailey was startled. "I-I'm Hailey," she replied, speechless. Ok, she thought. This Feraligator just came up to me, startled me, kissed my hand and called me beautiful... I thought this was supposed to be a normal stroll in the forest! In, out, in, out. The Gardevoir blushed.

"No, I don't. I live.." She pulled out a map and pointed to a home southwest of the forest, "Right... There," replied Hailey, showing Logan the map. She rolled the map up and put it away. "I was just here to admire the scenery and stock up on oran berries and pecha berries."

Hailey looked into Logan's eyes. "Yes. I'd like that." She started in the direction of her house.

The Flygon Pokehuman looked at Puff. "I'm from... a forest near here. My parents were moving somewhere else, but I didn't want to go. So I stayed behind. Today, I just felt like flying here."

Bryce gasped. "They did? Humans are cruel.." He shuddered as thought of his parents. Cruel people. All they did was hurt him.

Hailey laced her fingers around Logan's and a smile slowly spread across her face. She kept walking until she saw a small house on the foothills. "Its over there!" she said gleefully

Bryce flinched. "Ouch. Does that need stiches?"

The Gardevoir pulled out a white key and inserted it in the lock of her house. She turned the key and the door opened. She motioned for Logan to come inside.
The living room had two elegant white sofas, and a fireplace that was aready lit. The kitchen had a table with enough seats for three.
Her bedroom had a full sized bed with red covers and blankets. The headboard was etched with many disigns. The other guest room was just like Hailey's, though it was blue. The head board was black and had blue degsins. The pillows were fluffy and the blankets were blue, like the color of the ocean.
Hailey lead Logan into the house. "Would you like some soup?" she asked.

"It feels much better than before," replied the seventeen year-old.

Hailey replied, "About a year."

To be a Medicine cat Apprentice, can you be a Warrior?
And... may I join?

Form~
Cat's name: Sparrowpaw
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Crush: None
Mate(s): None
Kits: None
Persinality: She is kind, and is somewhat easily angered. She isn't anti- social, but won't talk as much as other cats.
She loves to hunt. Sparrowpaw is ok at fighting, but doesn't like it as much.
Looks:
http://image.blingee.com/image…/767/724182652_267014.gif


Cat's Name: Ravenclaw
Gender: Tomcat
Rank: Warrior
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Personalitily: He is kind and is not easily angered. His forte is fighting, but he isn't good at hunting.
Looks:
http://www.smoothcats.com/images/moki/215mokiUp2.jpg

Name: Izahbella Terrence (Perfers to be called Bella)
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Female
Appearance:
[img width=382 height=510]http://i1126.photobucket.com/a…P4tchKidX/Ashlett/016.jpg[/img]

Personality: She is smart, and short-tempered. She can be caring, and loves fighting monsters.
History: (optional) She lived at home with her mother, Chyanne Terrence.
Izahbella was at the park one day when she went to hang out with her friends. Izahbella and company went out on the field, when bella saw a huge black dog near her friends. Concerned, she asked her friends, "Is there a such thing as hellhounds?"
Laughing, her friends replied, "No, silly! Unless you believe in what you see in horror movies!"
The sixteen year old girl flushed and shot back, "Look behind you!"
Her friends looked behind them and all they saw was a stray black dog padding around.
"See?" she spat.
"There's a dog walking around."
All the while, the hellhound crept closer...
"No there isn't! It's a hellhound!"
...And closer...
"I'll go over there and prove it!" one of Bella's friends yelled.
The huge hellhound lept onto the teen's friend and tore him apart.
The horrified teenager sprinted to her mother and cried, "Mom! My friend just got killed by a huge black dog!"
Chyanne sighed. "It's about time I tell you."
"Tell me what!? My friend just go killed by a freakin' hellhound, and that's all you do about it!?" Bella demamded.
"Come with me," Chyanne said calmly. She lead Bella to their Toyota Camry and got in the driver seat. Bella stobbernly sat in the passenger's seat and said, "This better be good, mom."
Izahbella's mother took a breath and said, "Bella, you aren't a normal child. You are a demi-god."
"Like...Perseus and Anchiles?" the teenager replied.
"Yes."
"No way.."
"The only reason you say the hellhound is because you are a demi-god. There is a special place for you. It's called Camp Half Blood. That hellhound was after you."
"So you're saying I've gotta go to Camp Half Blood?
"Exactly. I'm driving you there now."
They rode in silence for thrity minutes until they got to Camp Half Blood.
"Bye, hon," Chyanne said.
"Bye mom."
"Wait!" Bella's mother exclaimed as Bella was getting out of the car.
"What?"
"I need to give you this." Chyanne held out a shiny dagger and a belt to sheath it in. Bella put the belt on and carefuly plucked the dagger from Chyanne's hands, and sheathed it.
"Thank you mom... Love you," Bella said, on the brink of tears. She hugged her mother and went up the hill.

Species: (satyr, monster, demi-god, etc.) Demi-god

Mythological God Parent: (Examples: Athena, Poseidon, Ares, Zeus) Ares

Other: She is a really good fighter. Bella's mother gave her a dagger and a belt to sheath it in. It's very dear to her and if you take it, you would have hoped that you had never layed eyes on her dagger. She is good at archery, but perfers to fight with her dagger.

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Name: Casper Daniels
Age: Seventeen

Gender: Male
Appearance:
[img width=340 height=510]http://i1209.photobucket.com/a…xheart/BrantDaugherty.jpg[/img]

Personality: He is kind and caring, but is also an outsider. He tries to act casual, but normaly fails.

Species: (satyr, monster, demi-god, etc.) Demi-god

Mythological God Parent: (Examples: Athena, Poseidon, Ares, Zeus) Hermes

Other: He fights with a sword, and is not good at archery.

"Huh? Oh! My tail!" Maxine mewed. She lowered her tail. "Is this right?"