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  1. RP Charries
    4th Jul 2010 11:59
    14 years, 5 months & 25 days ago
  2. Plots
    26th Aug 2009 17:54
    15 years, 4 months & 1 day ago
RP Charries
14 years, 5 months & 25 days ago
4th Jul 2010 11:59

Name- I am Avern Moyr.
Age- I will be turning hundred and twelve soon. Heh, another year gone by already?
Gender- Male.
Race- Vampire.
Appearance- My hair is very dark brown, almost black. It's longer then I usually wear it, but I haven't had much time to cut it. My eyes are gray with a slight hint of green, or at least as everyone seems to think. A long scar runs down the side of my face. I'm not tall, but I ain't short either. Somewhere in between I guess. I tend to dress in black, most of the time. It's just??? I don't look good in other colors, being a vampire and all. Or maybe I do, couldn't tell you. Fangs are clearly visible between my lips, and no, for all the people that keep asking me, they are /not/ stained with blood. Sheesh. Heavy black boots are commonly seen on my feet, unless I decide on putting on a different pair of shoes. I don a thick dark brown trench coat if it's cold; otherwise I just wear a black button up shirt and black jeans.
Personality- I'm quick minded and impulsive, two things that go all too well together. I'm not easily angered and tend to keep my cool. But that doesn't mean I don't get ticked off at times, far from it. We're not all perfect, okay? One of my pet peeves is sunny days. They make me feel strange. And no, I DO NOT SPARKLE. Thank you. I prefer cloudy days. It's just how I am; deal with it. Another aspect of my personality is my sardonic nature. I'm always ready to make a joke at other's expense and I'm always ready to mock whatever people have done that makes them feel good. Maybe I just have low self-esteem. Who knows?
Weapons- Being a vampire in itself is a weapon from my point of view. Other than that I have a dagger that I was given to by a friend. It has a crimson blade and a shinning red hilt. I must admit that it is my prized possession. I wouldn't part with it for the world.
Other- I am a very skilled fighter. I can bring down just about anyone.

Name- They call me Rael. Rael Bayson.
Age- This is something I have no record of. But I believe I am twenty, or around there. Remember, your guess is as good as mine.
Gender- I am and will always be a girl.
Race- Shadow elf.
Appearance- My looks are plain. Brown hair; brown eyes. Bleh. But I have to deal with what I have, eh? My hair has a slight curl to it, if that makes any difference to you. I wear jeans and loose tee-shirts most of the time. Depending on the weather I will wear boots or sandals. Not much else concerning my appearance that would interest you.
Personality- I'm sky and hate large groups. I tend to keep to myself and listen quietly to what is happening. Surprisingly, I'm not afraid to speak my mind when it counts. I have a mean temper at times; hopefully you'll never have to witness it.
Powers/Weapons- I can warp shadows to my will.
History- My mom raised me alone. Long story, I'd prefer to not get into it. Mother died when I was around ten years old. After that I fended for myself.
Other- I love chocolate more than life itself.

Plots
15 years, 4 months & 1 day ago
26th Aug 2009 17:54

PLEASE NO STEALING!
FANTASY:
Deep beneath New York City is a school; a magic school, for every race but humans. It is called Cigam, the school of Mythical Creatures. The school isn't what one would imagine. What comes to mind firstly would be a large building with lots of rooms and kids running around, chatting about this or that. This school is different. The whole place is an every changing labyrinth, filled with dangers and traps if one happen to lose their way. The classrooms are scattered throughout this maze. It's very well organized. The head of the school, Lord Vincok, recently passed away; mysteriously. He had been head of the school for over a hundred years. Now that he is gone a new leader is chosen: Lord Grim, a mysterious shapeshifter with an unknown past. He is relatively kind and fairly easy to talk to. But, despite his calm and kind nature, he is really out to get control of all magical creatures alike. Lord Grim targeted Cigam because it has the largest population of paranormal beings around. Soon, after a year of gaining trust, he strikes. He calls a school meeting, but as soon as everyone gathers, he traps them there. Though a few "slackers", that skipped the meeting, escaped. Now they are the only ones who can save the school??? But will they do it?


Setting::

Cigam is hidden in a massive labyrinth of tunnels beneath New York City. It is protected by force-fields to keep unsuspecting civilians out, and students in. The school has almost the air of a prison about it, but it's the only place the students are really safe.... or are they?
GIFTED:
On an island north of Australia is a gifted school, only for gifteds. This isn't a normal high school, it's a school that teaches you how to survive in the world when you're a gifted, teaches you how to fit in with normal people without drawing attention to yourself. It's the only safe place in the world for gifteds. The school has been going on for years, but the principle of the school died, and now a new gifted has taken his place. In the first week of the new change of management, an assembly is called to order, and all the students are to attend. Once they all gather, they are trapped there, but a small group of gifteds escape. What were all the other gifteds captured for? The small group that escapes are the only ones who can save the school and the other gifteds teens from the evil principle before it's to late. But who in the group is working for the principle to catch all the gifteds on the island? Who can they trust?

WARRIORS:
The animals of the forest are going crazy. They are starting to foam at the mouth, go literally insane and die. Even the bigger animals, deer, raccoons and badgers are going wild. Every animal seems to have gone mad and every one was bitten by another animal. The clan has not been bitten... yet. But how long will that last? With more and more of the animals getting sick, foaming at the mouth, and dieing how long will it take for them to infect the clan? The medicine cat is trying to figure out what's going on. The clan is starting to starve from lack of healthy prey. Then one foolish apprentice goes out to find one of the animals and gets bitten. He comes back to camp with a large wound in his foreleg. The medicine cat rushes to him. He seems to be fine for a few days until he bites one of the cats at camp. The apprentice dies soon after. The clan names this illness Scarlet Fangs for when you get bitten all you see are rows of crimson fangs. Soon ten cats have died. The clan is panicked and starving for most of the prey has the illness. The clan has to choose whether to die by the illness or from starving to death. StarClan has been silent. By now ten cats have been taken. The medicine cat tries in vain to save the sick cats. Will the clan die?


  1. RP Charries
    4th Jul 2010 11:59
    14 years, 5 months & 25 days ago
  2. Plots
    26th Aug 2009 17:54
    15 years, 4 months & 1 day ago