Posts by TBear

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    oh hey look who's late to the party
    wassupppp!


    tired from work oml


    anyway elijah is perpetually open to plots!
    he's a bit of a butt, cause the whole 'hunter life' thing yanno
    but he actually luvs everyone <3


    [also bit of a warning, i'll be gone pretty much all day on friday.
    i'll be watching over a bunch of evil demon children by myself.
    all day.
    from, like, 10am to 6pm.
    -cryface-]


    plots

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    Finny!


    yes. all of the yes.


    i am so into that romantic fluff right now.


    like, so into it.


    i think they would probably start out like really freaking rocky and unstable and even a little unhealthy.
    because Elijah was pretty much raised in 'the life', so he's stubborn about what he believes in.
    but i think they'd end up being a lovely couple <3
    what are your ideas?

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    apologies for the confusion
    my mind is everywhere atm ^.^''

    Ghost
    that's probably what's going to happen anyway lol ^^
    it'll be a little hard because i kinda made Elijah an a!shole
    but i'll try cx


    finny.  
    correct me if i'm wrong, but she was in the bar before, right?
    i'm kinda waiting for azariah to post but maybe she could wander over and join their trio
    idek lol


    [s]umumum also i'm probably going to make another character soon. just so that everyone has someone to interact with lol
    plus i was kind of eyeing the archangel spot like heelllloooo there c;

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    finny.
    oh, sorry!
    i mistook you for someone else^^;;
    but the offer still stands i guess lol
    maybe she was hiding under the bar all along or something
    sorry, i'll stop rambling now ><


    Ghost
    sounds good c:
    i've always thought of Elijah as someone who only subconsciously feels empathy.
    like, he doesn't realize it, but he's actually feeling very empathetic towards Finn
    and so when he finally falls in love with him he won't realize it until he's, like, shopping or something
    and then he'll just stop and drop whatever he's holding and he'll be like
    "oh crap i actually love him"
    and then he just kinda gets overprotective and loveydovey
    cause yanno


    he's emotionally constipated like that.

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    i feel like Elijah is kinda interested in Finn right now, too.
    just not... romantically.
    like, interested as in 'huh, well here's a kitsune who didn't try to gut me alive. i wonder why?'
    so i think the development will be a little sluggish if you don't mind a slow-burn kinda deal
    but, yeah, my endgame is definitely to get them together c:
    i also think Elijah would probably take control of the relationship if he realized his feelings, so i don't think you'd have to worry about that ^^

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    awesomesauce ^^

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    [b]NAME:

    He calls himself Eliot James McHale, the name of his vessel.
    AGE:The body he inhabits has lived 19 years on this earth.
    GENDER:Physically? Male.
    GENDER IDENTITY:Eliot identifies as neither male nor female, but often uses he/him pronouns to avoid confusion.
    SEXUALITY:Asexual/demiromantic.
    FACECLAIM:Thomas Brodie-Sangster
    POWERS:
    -Molecular combustion
    -weather manipulation
    -superhuman strength a
    -ability to heal both himself and others.
    MATE: n.a
    SPECIES: Archangle
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    [i]|.arrogant.|

    Arrogant is... probably not the best way to describe Eliot. Assured is the best way to describe his attitude; the archangel has lived for so long that he's pretty confident in the way he views the world. While this is problematic in more ways than one, it does leave have its benefits: Eliot is always sure about what he's doing and why, and not much would be able to make him change his mind. This results in him having a very clear head, void of any unnecessary feelings or attachments.




    |.sarcastic&cold.|
    While he can be a sarcastic little sh t, Eliot much prefers the cold, emotionless image that many of his brothers carry. He is much more human than many other angels, having spent so much time on earth that, in time, human mannerisms had become second nature to him. He is able to blend seamlessly in with a crowd, able to take on any sort of personality that would get him what he wanted.
    Eliot is, in addition, very well-read and literate, often using complicated and unnecessary words - if only because he enjoys flaunting his knowledge, just a little.




    |.angry.|
    While he may seem well-collected and cold, the only thing that keeps him that way his his anger; the perpetual feeling of hate and distaste that keeps him on his own two feet. Although it isn't displayed much, Eliot is angry at pretty much everything- humans, most of all. He's good at hiding it, but it's always there- lurking behind his eyes, in his presence; in the way he walks, talks and smiles, and in the way he stares.
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    aaaand finished!
    clicky
    sorry it took so long, i was a little stuck in what i should right, lol ^^ i'm afraid it came out a little shoddy, so, sorry about that c:

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    oh, just click the word 'clicky' ^^


    Kaleb Chester


    ❝Sometimes the best things come from making simple mistakes.❞


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    Nickname(s);; Kaleb doesn't really have a lot of nicknames, although those close to him occasionally will call him 'Kay' or 'Lebby'.


    Gender;; Male


    Age;; Twenty


    Date of Birth;; 09/17/1995


    Sexuality;; Pansexual/demiromantic


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    Height;; Kaleb stands at a respectable 6'2


    Weight;; 160 lbs


    Hair Color;; Light brown or blonde, depending on the lighting.


    Eye Color;; A bright, electric blue.


    Body Modifications;; Kaleb has a single vine tattoo that winds up from his wrist to his forearm.


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    [size=16pt]DIGGING DEEPER[/size]


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    Written Description;; Kaleb is a tall, gangly sort of man, with large hands and a well-muscled body. It isn't very obvious when you first look at him, but the hunter is actually very packed, mostly from his hunting career. He's sort of handsome, in a strange, innocent sort of way, with wide blue eyes and a head of curly brown-blonde locks; his sharp cheekbones give his face a sort of symmetrical appeal, along with the rest of his rather sharp features.


    Personality;; Snarky an pessimistic, Kaleb will often speak out of turn or offer some sort of unhelpful comment or two. He isn't a big fan of waiting, and can be incredibly blunt in the right type of company. It takes a lot to earn his respect, but once you have it, you'll have it for life. He isn't the most loyal of people, as he seems to find it easier to get attached to individuals rather than an actual cause. This has caused several problems for him, but Kaleb doesn't really care about who likes or dislikes him - he's just Kaleb, and he's too focused on keeping himself and those close to him alive to bother with petty hatred.


    Kaleb is a big fan of trivia and facts, and will often spout some nonsense about one thing or another out of the blue. He loves educating himself on things that interest him, but if he is, unfortunately, an intolerable student if he finds your subject boring.


    Despite being twenty years old, Kaleb is pretty much a man-child; his interests lie mostly in playing video games and reading fantasy novels. He also isn't the most adept at controlling his emotions, often displaying them shamelessly. He isn't the best hunter the world's ever known, but he certainly isn't shoddy at it. His ability to rattle of the name of any creature he's confronted with off the top of his head as one that he is incredibly proud of, and has often come in handy while on the job.


    He can actually get surprisingly serious when it comes to doing something he deems as important. When he's truly angry, Kaleb's eyes will adopt a dark look and his voice will become unnervingly even and cold.


    History;; Born in some off-land isle in the UK, Kaleb was raised the first 5 years of his life in a small fishing village by the coast of the British Isles. His mom, a high-school teacher, was the main one to raise him since his dad worked abroad in America. Since Kaleb was too young to stay by himself at home, his mother took him to the high school, where he mostly hung out with the older kids. Having spent the first couple of years of his life surrounded by teenagers, he quickly adopted a pessimistic and brooding nature, which he never seemed to shake even after he and his mother moved to America to live with his dad.


    His introduction to the group was fairly typical; his mom had been slaughtered by some supernatural creature or the other, and he was saved by a couple of hunters. He lived with his dad for a while more before the man succumbed to lung cancer and died. Newly orphaned and alone, the then fourteen-year-old sought solitude in the group.


    Kin;; n.a


    Likes;;
    -guns
    -fantasy
    -facts and trivia
    -writing
    -hearing the sound of his own voice
    -any sort of music
    -cats
    -scarves. kaleb keeps a scary amount of them in his room.
    -most everyone in the group.


    Dislikes;;
    -anyone new, just on principle
    -uninteresting subjects. like math.
    -optimism
    -ignorance
    -dogs. he swears the things are from hell.
    -tangerines


    Talents;; Kaleb is able to rattle off almost every supernatural creature off the top of his head. He doesn't have photographic memory, but he is surprisingly adept at memorizing things and research.


    Strengths;;
    -fast runner
    -good aim with guns
    -excellent with research
    -flexible
    -clever


    Weakness;;
    -easily distracted
    -runs his mouth too much
    -pretty arrogant
    -awful with hand-to-hand combat
    -very picky with what he learns and memorizes
    -distrustful, even of his own team mates
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    Turn ons;;
    -ability to correctly use sarcasm
    -ability to correctly use the word 'literally'
    -ability to read
    -ability to walk
    -ability to speak
    -.... really, he doesn't have all that high of standards.


    Turn offs;;
    -idiocy
    -using 'literally' in every sentence
    -nosy
    -anybody who hates science fiction or fantasy


    Crush;; n.a


    Boyfriend/Girlfriend;; n.a


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    [font=georgia][size=16pt]ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER[/size]


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    Screen-Name;; [color=peachpuff]†вєαя†


    Activity Level;; [color=peachpuff]that depends. i'm usually pretty active on the weekends, mornings and evenings, but otherwise i'm hardly on because of my job and school.


    Muse Level;; [color=peachpuff]7-8.5, i'd wager.


    Other;; [color=peachpuff]josh dunn is josh fun[/fancypost]


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    track!

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    i'd be up for that :)
    azariah is a sweetheart<3
    i think he and elijah would get along quite nicely, given the right circumstances c:
    maybe as a big brother-little brother thing?

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    Elijah took a deep breath and held it, his eyes clenched shut. Then, with a soft whoosh of air, the hunter released it. Well, there was the confirmation - curly-hair wasn't human. Plausible deniability wasn't an option anymore, and if someone from the hunting community found out he'd worked with a creature to heal a kitsune, any and all reputation he'd built up would crumble into dust.


    Even as he nodded along, Elijah was already beginning to regret his decision to help. He wondered why he'd even bother, anymore- undoubtedly, some hunter or another would come back to finish the job, and all of the raven-haired man's efforts would've been for nothing. Mentally groaning at the thought, Elijah ran a hand through his hair. "If... you're able to," he finally said grudgingly, "then you might as well."

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    @azariah.
    that sounds awesome haha ^^


    my other character, eliot, is gonna be kind of an entitled little turd they so often are
    so i think it'd be cool if he felt like azariah should look up to and respect him and would be insulted to find out that his baby brother actually looks at a human as an older sibling figure
    i dunno
    i think that would pretty fine lol


    @grunge.
    oh bb, don't be heartbroke
    would you like to plot with eliot? i'm nearly finished with his form, anyway, and i think he and adeline would be pretty cool hanging out together

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    Well, sh!t.


    Grimacing quietly as Finn spoke, Elijah felt a swell of helplessness begin to grow in the pit of his stomach. He hated the way it made him feel, sitting here and watching the deteriorating kitsune attempt to stand, stumbling unsteadily as he spoke. Elijah was sure the man would've fell, if not for Azariah's quick grab for him.


    It was, in a word, pathetic.


    It made Elijah feel like there was nothing he could do to help - not anymore, that is. The guy was dying, and if he refused to eat, then there was nothing either Elijah or Nemo (as he dubbed the strange man) could do to help. The hunter wasn't all that heartbroken over the fact, but was frustrated. He didn't like not being able to do anything. He was used to being in control of his life- of the lives of others. But as it was, all Finn seemed to be doing - all Elijah was doing - was prolonging the time the kitsune had before death.


    Still, he thought to himself with a sigh, the least he could do was see this to the end. At least pretend to care for a little longer, wait to see where this goes.


    Breaking from his thoughts, Elijah noticed that the curly-haired man was staring- quietly waiting for the hunter to make his decision. With a determined grimace and a nod of his head, the raven-haired man clutched took a step forward and wrapped a steadying arm around Finn's waist. "Alright, let's get going."

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    Grunting softly as he let go of his charge, Elijah watched as Finn flopped lazily onto the couch. The walk had, thankfully, not been too hard, nor had it been interrupted by anything or anyone; admittedly, the man had been a little nervous when they arrived at the apartment complex, only to be greeted by a certain rattiness that made the hunter believe that the elevators wouldn't work.


    Luckily, they were still in order, and despite the fragile state of the thing and the worrying groans and whines the machine made, the trio made it to the kitsune's apartment relatively unharmed. Presently, Elijah was watching Finn carefully as the fox reclined in his couch, probably taking a minute to recuperate. So far, he didn't seem like he was going to do anything too bad...


    Snapping to attention as the brown-haired man sat forward, Elijah shifted subtly closer. This was where it was going to get tricky.


    Listening with a rapt attentiveness, Elijah found himself nodding slowly along as Finn spoke. Lips pursed, the raven-haired man hummed thoughtfully as Finn went on to describe the different types of kitsune. It made sense, he supposed. It would explain the subtle differences between the female from before and the male sitting in front of him. Mentally, the hunter made a note to write this down later; this was, after all, incredibly valuable information.


    Finn's next words, however, had him tensing.


    Fingers twitching with the need to be holding something - preferably his favored glock or even the dagger in his boot - Elijah took a step back as the kitsune stumbled to his feet. Only the man's brief reassurance stopped the hunter from immediately leaving, but he still watched with wary eyes and a ready hand.


    The transformation held its usual amount of glamour, and it was only with experience that allowed the hunter to barely even twitch when the man suddenly combusted. The red-hot flames licked at Finn's body, and Elijah was almost thought he was able to see his body shrinking into itself- but the image was gone as soon as it came and with it went the fire. In its stead sat nothing but a pile of clothes and, for a single moment, the hunter felt a flare of intense curiosity.


    And then a small, fluffy head poked its way through the collar of the discarded shirt.


    Elijah stared.


    The fox took a minute to struggle out of the clothing, revealing a long, sleek body and a perked, bushy tail. It watched the men as it carefully took them in, it's too-intelligent eyes looking expectantly at both the hunter and the man-of-mysterious-origin. The raven-haired man watched the creature unabashedly for several long minutes, and when he made no obtrusive movements, the hunter allowed his tense muscles to ease themselves.


    He jumped when Azariah moved forward. Reacting without much thought, Elijah reached out to grab the other but stopped himself just before he could take the curly-haired male's arm.
    The call was, after all, very much up to the younger man, and definitely wasn't Elijah's problem. Besides, the guy was obviously something of supernatural origin - there was no need to get all protective over him or anything.


    Still, Elijah found himself talking before he could stop himself, voice little more than a harsh growl. "Woah, woah, woah, are you serious?" he glanced from the fox to the angel. "This is nuts, Nemo. Some suspicious dude who turns out to be a kitsune brings you to his dingy apartment complex, offers some sorta..." here, he waved his hands in a sloppy sort of circle, "...vague explanation about what he is and what he wants, and asks you for your freaking life source and you just- what, shrug and say 'yeah, sure, it's not like that matters because it isn't like you could kill me, right?' Only, yeah, he fu-reaking can!" even as he spoke, Elijah knew that he was trying to buy some time for himself.


    For once in his life, the man truly had no idea what he should do.


    The possibility that the decision he'd make would literally be a matter of life and death was a harsh reality. Years of training held the man back, but it was a very thin strand holding back the dam of evidence and emotions and panic that threatened to drown him. Elijah knew he was at the end of his rope; he realized that, if he held on to that one last string of stubborn belief in his lifestyle, that it would, eventually, be his undoing.


    So, with a deep breath, the man simply let it go.


    Pushed it deep into the corners of his mind and followed the angel to the couch. Survival instincts screamed at him to run, but his very human and very fragile mind told him to take a leap of faith and see where this brought him.


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    Hello! I'm Bear, and I'm pretty much just a giant nerd. My favorite things includes the Maze Runner trilogy, Doctor Who, and Gravity Falls. I also have a habit of rambling about nothing, even when I'm writing, so most of my posts will probably be unnecessarily long ^^;;
    I rp Kaleb. He's twenty years old and loves to be a sarcastic little sh t.
    Like me, he'll occasionally spit out the most unimportant crap that really has little to no relevance to anything.
    He's a big fan of learning, but only about things he's interested in lol. He's also very loud and bitter, without many good sides, so he'll be a bit intolerable throughout the beginning hehe


    I don't really have any plot in mind for him, but I just wanted to track this thread to keep up with all of your amazing ideas~

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    Still wearing a deep, unimpressed frown, Elijah folded his arms across his chest, tensing only when the fox began to move. He didn't relax even as the creature padded onto the couch, curling up on Azariah's lap and pressing his head onto the hunter's left leg. The raven-haired man only intensified his displeased look, trying to stay the amusement that came with watching Nemo hold himself back from petting Finn's furrier counterpart- a sentiment that certainly was not shared by Elijah, thank you very much, because even though it was pretty freaking cute in it's awkward little curl-and-sprawled position, the seasoned hunter was, in fact, not stupid, and did not care about adorable, cuddly, life-sucking fox people.


    Elijah barely noticed when Finn began to take some of his life source; the feeling was little else than a slight tug in the pit of his abdomen, and other than feeling his tense muscle relax, Elijah didn't feel any other side-affect.


    //rushed
    ///will be gone all day, again, sorry ^^
    ////azariah and finn are precious i love them

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    Yes! I love everything about it <3

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    The five minutes the trio sat there were some of the longest Elijah had ever experienced; he'd spend the time glancing at the man beside him, and staring at the small fox resting its head on his knee. The tugging in his stomach had only increased a little, and Elijah was almost impressed by the restraint the kitsune showed.


    Almost.


    It wasn't until Finn had... finished his meal (and some how phrasing it that way made it so much worse), that Elijah felt any sort of side-affect at all. It wasn't anything too big, just a mild hunger and increased sleepiness, and for some reason, the hunter was surprised.


    Watching as Finn began to catch aflame, Elijah instinctively covered his eyes.The addition of a second tail didn't surprise the hunter as much as it should've. Despite his lack of knowledge when it comes to kitsunes, Elijah knew about the gaining of another tail. He wondered, for a second, if this was the other man's 200th birthday, but immediately dismissed the thought when Finn startled a little. Okay, so, obviously the second tail wasn't planned. Maybe it grew because of who he got his energy from? With this thought, Elijah cast a surreptitious glance at Azariah. He was too tired to muster up any sort of suspicion, though, and when the hunter glanced at his watch, he was surprised to see that it was nearly four in the morning. All-nighters weren't a rarity for Elijah, but he still hated them with a passion- especially when he was on an empty stomach.
    It was on this thought that Finn came tottering into the room, tossing the pair a bag of Doritos, and Elijah wondered when he'd left the room. The hunter really had to snap out of it - at this rate, he was going to wind up dead.


    He felt an odd sense of detachment from the idea. Here he was, sitting between two creatures that he hunted for a living, and yet.... well, they hadn't tried to kill him yet. In fact, he'd even go as far as to say they'd been... pleasant to be around. They hadn't spoken all that much to each other, but, really, living the way Elijah had? Anyone who didn't try to kill and/or maim him was pretty much gold in his book.


    Maybe it was because of this that the hunter only flinched and tensed when Finn curled onto his lap. After a minute of tense silence from the raven haired man, and the tugging didn't return, Elijah hesitantly relaxed. The fox's face was covered by its fluffy tail, its body curled into a tight little ball as it snuggled deeper into the man.


    Elijah resisted the urge to pet it by turning towards Azariah and making a grab for the large bag of snack food, snatching it from the other's hand. He paused when he noticed the curly-haired man's confusion about the snack, and with a brief raise of the brow, Elijah explained. "They're, uh... Doritos, man. Dor-ee-toes." he paused. [b]"Haven't you ever heard of them before?"