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    Sigh. I promised myself I wouldn't do this. Nonetheless, hi. I really shouldn't be doing this. I'm either going to become so thoroughly addicted that time spent not roleplaying while make me express symptoms of withdrawal or feel extremely uncomfortable and pretend this was all a figment of my imagination. Joy.

    Eliana scowled fiercely at the floor, as if it was somehow its fault she fell over, though it was probably the sudden movement of the train. Definitely not her own clumsiness. Whose bright idea was taking a train to a magic school, anyway? She made a mental note to find out, so she could draw them burning at a stake. She pulled herself to her feet, brushing away imaginary dust. Sighing, Eliana looked around. She ought to find somewhere to sit. Maybe she would be lucky enough to find someone who had been at this school longer. If she got on their good side, they would probably protect her from the racists who hated muggleborns. If she was even luckier, they would have friends who would help. Yes, that seemed like a good idea. Dragging her trunk behind her, Eliana opened the compartment door closest to her and slipped inside. "Hello," she greeted, "Mind if I sit here?"

    My day's been the normal Hell that is school. Yours? I don't really have a nickname. My logic was, "I'm going to be Physalis, because tomatoes are boring." Totally has nothing to do with the physalis in the fridge.

    Nah, physalis is a fruit. Part of the nightshade family. You don't sound stupid, though I feel annoying. Or like I paid attention in science for once instead of staring at the drama class across from us through the window.

    Talking to people you don't know is fun. Not in person, though. That's nightmare material right there. And lecture material. "It's impolite to tell someone to go away before you strangle them!"
    Good, that's what I was going for. You're funny, not annoying. I think me paying attention in science is an oxymoron.

    I envy you. My school's huge. I'd get lost constantly if it wasn't for the pupil support staff. Me and this kid that's got ballsy are carted around from class to class. We leave five minutes early because of his condition.
    Hmm, I see your point. I'll remember to tell all the idiots they're oxymorons. Watching them get confused is kinda funny.

    The Flying Spaghetti Monster just really likes you.
    It does. If our babysitter (because that's basically what she is) is one second late he starts crying and completely freaks out. Why is it okay when the kid with ballsy freaks, but when the one with High Functioning Autism freaks, she gets sent to the head's office to get told off? So not fair.

    At least you're getting English homework. I'm not getting my English homework because my gran kept me off so we could go into Glasgow. :'( *poking mushrooms in emo corner*

    "Ellie," Eliana replied, "Nice to meet you."
    Just a few steps, then she could sit and try to figure out how to get Arwin wrapped around her little finger. It wouldn't be that difficult. If the stupid train wasn't moving, that is. As it was, she wobbled, stumbled, then finally tripped. It was a good thing she landed on a seat - bruises would make her seem weak. Still, clumsiness was endearing, wasn't it? Not that she was clumsy, of course. "Sorry, not good with moving trains." she smiled, hoping it didn't look as horribly awkward as she felt.

    Eliana returned the mistrust with a suspicious glance of her own. "I'm a first year," she muttered, dropping her gaze to look down at the floor.
    Admitting that she didn't know something didn't sit well with her. Knowledge was power, after all. "I've read Hogwarts: A History though and I guess I could end up in Ravenclaw, but I won't know until I'm sorted, will I?" she added, neglecting to mention that Slytherin also seemed likely.
    If Diagon Alley taught her anything, it was that Slytherins are cause of all evil and muggleborns (or mudbloods) are just as bad. To spill without at least some semblance of trust could prove disastrous. "What house are you in?"

    Name: Seth Beacan Burns
    Age: 15
    Gender: male
    Sexuality: bi-curious
    Appearance: Seth has dark, unruly hair (which he keeps in a ponytail) and unusually large hazel eyes. His teeth are pointed and there's several small scars on his right wrist. He doesn't seem to have a shadow.
    Personality: Seth is obsessive and overprotective, often without good reason. He just latches onto someone and, whether they like it or not, they'll probably have him fussing over their health and mental well-being forever unless they happen to discover what he considers his biggest secret and mock him about it - he's a masochist.
    History: Seth lived with his human mother, Sarah, who was prone to psychotic fits, and his vampire father, Morgan. Morgan managed to set off one of these fits by asking Sarah if she would allow him to feed on her to regain his strength when he accidentally poisoned himself with aconite and she killed him. Horrified by what she had done, Sarah became depressed and eventually committed suicide. Seth believes her ghost may return to kill other people he cares about.
    Powers: telepathic communication, hypnosis
    Rank: student
    Supernatural being: dhampir (if you don't mind. If you do, I'll make him a vampire)
    Crush/Relationship: none at the moment
    Other: black, green, silver, purple, red, blue, grey, teal... Must I choose just one? (also, he has a pet cat named Mara. She looks like my avatar)

    OOC: Hi! I hope you don't mind that I've got a vampire and a human.


    IC: Eliana stared through her binoculars, her eyes following every movement Ivy made. "Vampire," she hissed, still watching intently. "Can you smell her?"
    "My name is Seth, damnit. Would you like me call you human?" Seth snapped irritably, and received a hmph in reply. Sighing, he nodded. "Yeah, that's a halfbreed. Probably doesn't know. Or she's one of those 'If I ignore my vampire instincts they'll go way!' idiots. Now, can I go, or what? I don't like hanging around humans that aren't my dinner."
    She ignored him, though the sentiment was returned. Eliana couldn't wait to be rid of him, but using a vampire's sense of smell to determine whether there really was something off about that strange girl was too temping to pass up. Besides, Seth was adamant that she found a way for him to pay off the debt created by saving his life immediately.

    OOC: dhampir is the correct term for someone one vampire parent and one human parent, right?


    IC: Bored, Seth jumped down from the tree, but didn't wander off. He hadn't been dismissed yet and master would have been ashamed if he had so little honour. You and your stupid honour got you killed. Bugger off, old man, and find someone else to haunt. He grumbled, cursing the twinge of emotional pain that accompanied the thought. Only weaklings had emotions. He wasn't weak! "Vampire, are you hungry?" Eliana's voice drifted down to him, warning evident.
    "What's it to you, human?" Seth replied, aware that she had no interest in his health.
    "We're going to see what the dhampir is up to. Wouldn't you like to snack on whatever traitor decided to have a child with a vampire?"
    No, not particularly. He wanted to go home to make sure his cat was okay. "Whatever," he muttered, watching Eliana drop down beside him.
    "Let's go, then." she said somewhat cheerily, already moving towards the cabin.

    (Sorry for disappearing. I got into an "Eff it, I'm going back to bed" mood.)
    Still haven't got my English homework. *awkwardly raises arms* Hug meh. I'm sad.

    Hi! I'm new to Harry Potter as well. I've watched all the films except from part two of the Deathly Hallows and I'm halfway through Prisoner of Azkaban. It disagrees with me for some reason :(
    What sort of roleplay? OCs? Canon characters only? OCs and canon characters? I've got two OCs, but I'm not sure if I could manage a canon character. Like Harry, for example. I'd be terrified my love of dark!Harry fanfiction would lead to me making him horribly out of character. But I'm desperate for a roleplay, so I could try :-[