Demonlady Zuu of The Fallen
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72 
Age: Uncalculable
Physical Description: ===============================================
She stands at about four feet, eleven inches tall, a bit shorter than average. She has long, silky, brilliantly red and wavy hair that cascades down her back. Her eyes are a deep, fiery orange, and are filled with a tons of energy and cheeriness, though there is a great madness and danger deep, deep inside, if one looks hard enough. Her skin, while smooth and without a single blemish, is deathly pale, clashing greatly with her brilliantly coloured hair and eyes. Her teeth are clean and white, and her two canines are quite a bit longer and much sharper than the average, looking very dangerous. She has long, elegant fingers tipped by short, blood red-painted nails, the glossy polish shimmering in the slightest light, which extend into claws for battle. Perhaps the most eye-drawing feature on her, however, is her wings. Comparatively huge and coloured a beautifully iridescent crimson as brilliant as her hair, they stretch out wide when opened, and the tips drag on the ground when they’re not. She doesn’t appear to mind, however, having learned long ago how to cope. While she certainly is not the curviest of females, she still has a pleasant body, with an underwhelming, yet somehow elegant-seeming bosom, very slight hourglass figure, and an effeminate waistline and tone backside. Her arms and legs are both slim but well-toned, speaking of a life of activity and healthy -- if not extremely frequent -- eating. On the side of her neck is a long, slim tattoo of an angry-looking black serpent, curving with the contours of her throat.
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Zuu wears no armour and wields no weaponry. Instead, she uses her charming aura left over from when she was an angel to fool her victims into complacency before rabidly tearing them apart. She is much faster than your average vampire due to her slight figure and light weight. She tends toward quick, overwhelming strikes when battling rather than heavy one-hit destruction. She doesn't use weaponry, instead preferring to stick to shapeshifting and her natural nail-claws and fangs for battle. She is able to employ illusions and glamours to fool those who would hunt her down into thinking she is a simple farm girl, or a true angel, or whatever it is she feels she needs. She is known as the "Red Death" for her tendency to seek out and eliminate any survivors of her battles, even if they're on the run.
Registered: Sept 22, 2015 10:11:12 GMT -8
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Post by Demonlady Zuu of The Fallen on Sept 26, 2015 23:16:51 GMT -8
Zuu beams brightly, and responds simply, "Whatever size you like, love, I can be it!" She places her hands on her corseted waist and nods confidently, her ponytail bobbing with her nods. "Besides, none of these other guys know the sweet caress a woman loves to feel like I do as sweet, sweet liquids pour out of her prey...and by that I mean her lover, of course!"
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 27, 2015 2:16:50 GMT -8
As the other contestants sound off their measurements, Madame Naoki listens politely, composing herself mentally for her response.
When the question makes its way to her, she speaks into the microphone softly.
"Well, I'm not particularly tall. Last month, I think I measured... one hundred and sixty four centimeters?.."
She pauses, toying. The crowd was on edge, straining to hear her through the microphone.
Naoki continues, even more quietly, "But what's really interesting about me are these hands."
To indicate, she holds her hands up above her podium, and wiggles her fingers a bit. Nothing seemed particularly interesting about her hands. They looked soft, delicate, and her nails had been painted purple, to match the dress. But certainly not as interesting as Maelik's tool of choice.
"These hands of mine, they hold a lot. They hold more than just my drink, or quill... They hold more than the strings of fate, the lives of hundreds, more than any amount of talent, technique, or knowledge..."
The anticipation is nearly palpable, not a sound is heard.
"These hands..."
Between her outstretched hands, a spark of white light forms, and begins to grow.
"...hold unimaginable power."
With the last word, the spark erupts, spreading its clear light all across the square.
With the light comes a wave of pure, unbounded pleasure. Like a ripple, it spreads, and with it come moans, groans, and expletives of joy. The breath everyone had been holding is released in a collective sigh. Some of the crowd in the front row even pass out.
Indeed, this was the power that Madame Naoki held; the ultimate skill.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 18, 2024 11:56:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 13:43:09 GMT -8
"I don't...I don't understand what that is." She asked Naoki without using the microphone.
"Are they, like....on fairy dust, or...."
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Sept 27, 2015 18:07:50 GMT -8
Breathing heavily, Naoki leans over and responds.
"It's most like magic, really. But not really like fireball, chanting incantations, manipulating mana, magic. Kinda more like... feeling... influence."
She giggles a bit to herself, and adjusts her dress.
"It's fun, don't you think?"
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 18, 2024 11:56:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 19:32:21 GMT -8
Someone from the crowd had an objection,
"BOOOO!"
He was unhappy.
"Don't let her use that witchcraft! It should be cheating!"
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Registered: May 18, 2024 11:56:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 19:35:36 GMT -8
Mikros turned around, pouting cutely. She pointed towards the audience member who yelled out. Suddenly a strong gust flew past most of the audience to hit the civilian, knocking him out of his seat with the greatest of ease.
"Only mind-control, mind-altering, or highly destructive magic is illegal for this competition. Making you happy is allowed." She said into her mic. It was impossible to take her frown seriously due to adorableness, but her wind blast more than made up for it.
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Registered: May 18, 2024 11:56:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 19:38:30 GMT -8
The guy flew to the back of the room and only one thing was barely audible:
"Boooooooo...."
After that, silence finally followed.
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Demonlady Zuu of The Fallen
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: Uncalculable
Physical Description: ===============================================
She stands at about four feet, eleven inches tall, a bit shorter than average. She has long, silky, brilliantly red and wavy hair that cascades down her back. Her eyes are a deep, fiery orange, and are filled with a tons of energy and cheeriness, though there is a great madness and danger deep, deep inside, if one looks hard enough. Her skin, while smooth and without a single blemish, is deathly pale, clashing greatly with her brilliantly coloured hair and eyes. Her teeth are clean and white, and her two canines are quite a bit longer and much sharper than the average, looking very dangerous. She has long, elegant fingers tipped by short, blood red-painted nails, the glossy polish shimmering in the slightest light, which extend into claws for battle. Perhaps the most eye-drawing feature on her, however, is her wings. Comparatively huge and coloured a beautifully iridescent crimson as brilliant as her hair, they stretch out wide when opened, and the tips drag on the ground when they’re not. She doesn’t appear to mind, however, having learned long ago how to cope. While she certainly is not the curviest of females, she still has a pleasant body, with an underwhelming, yet somehow elegant-seeming bosom, very slight hourglass figure, and an effeminate waistline and tone backside. Her arms and legs are both slim but well-toned, speaking of a life of activity and healthy -- if not extremely frequent -- eating. On the side of her neck is a long, slim tattoo of an angry-looking black serpent, curving with the contours of her throat.
Clothes and Equipment: ========================================
Zuu wears no armour and wields no weaponry. Instead, she uses her charming aura left over from when she was an angel to fool her victims into complacency before rabidly tearing them apart. She is much faster than your average vampire due to her slight figure and light weight. She tends toward quick, overwhelming strikes when battling rather than heavy one-hit destruction. She doesn't use weaponry, instead preferring to stick to shapeshifting and her natural nail-claws and fangs for battle. She is able to employ illusions and glamours to fool those who would hunt her down into thinking she is a simple farm girl, or a true angel, or whatever it is she feels she needs. She is known as the "Red Death" for her tendency to seek out and eliminate any survivors of her battles, even if they're on the run.
Registered: Sept 22, 2015 10:11:12 GMT -8
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Post by Demonlady Zuu of The Fallen on Sept 28, 2015 18:27:13 GMT -8
Zuu feels her cue coming on. She whispers a short string of words under her breath, and suddenly those in the front row who had passed out ceased moving entirely, their chests no longer rising and falling as their hearts stopped in their chests. Zuu frowns.
"Are you sure those people are okay?" she asks, innocently, her full lips turned down into a very convincing pout. A blue-shirted paramedic followed by a yellow-shirted security guard runs over to the nearest fallen man, a plain-looking average Joe wearing a conspicuous red shirt. As the paramedic feels the man's neck, he sadly shakes his head.
"He's dead, Jim," he laments in his vaguely southern accent to the security guard behind him, and the crowd gasps in shock!
Zuu just stands there, looking innocent, although she'll give Naoki a wicked grin and a wink when no one's looking.
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Registered: May 18, 2024 11:56:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2015 5:21:26 GMT -8
Horror.
"OH MY, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?"
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175 
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 29, 2015 6:45:42 GMT -8
Vain turns pale.
"Oh my..."
He leans over to Gwen, sitting next to him.
"Did Naoki...did she just kill those dudes?"
He slides closer at Gwen, grinning.
"Also, what're you doing tonight?"
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Sept 29, 2015 6:55:19 GMT -8
Kate throws a potato at Vain, then throws her nose up in the air, while making a 'hmph' sound.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 29, 2015 7:08:39 GMT -8
"Ouch!"
Vain, who had been leaning way over to try and whisper something to Gwen, gets smacked in the face by a potato and falls off his chair. He gets up, rubbing his face, and sirs back down.
"Hey...what was that for? There's plenty of me to go around."
She threw a potato at me, he thinks to himself. Does that mean she likes me? She is barely out of he schoolyard herself. Anyway, she loves plants. Yeah, it definitely means she's into me.
He composes himself and shakes his head. His hair falls back into its natural slightly tousled yet still perfect state.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 18, 2024 11:56:21 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2015 8:11:04 GMT -8
Mikro sighed.
"This is getting out of hand...." She said. She moved her hand towards the dead audience members in the front row. A thick, blueish wind slowly moved their way into their open mouths, letting out a sighing sound as it did so. Soon after they began to breathe again, gasping for breath and looking around in confusion as they clutched their chests.
"Breath of life delivered!"
She brought her hand to the bottom of the pedestal and a massive torrent of air buffered both the audience and the contestants on stage, silencing everything and getting everyone's attention focused on her for her unfathomable power.
"And on with the show! Kate, your next question?" Mikro asked with the cutest of smiles.
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Kate Green
Dedicated
Assessing the damage w/ Naoki
Roleplay posts: 309
Age: 19
Physical Description: Kate is built slenderly, but working in her gardens and on the field has defined her muscles. Her eyes shine with an amber hue and her silvery hair never seems to get dirty from the work she still insists on doing herself.
(Full Sized image: http://imgur.com/bJTWavF)
Clothes and Equipment: She wears a pink apron on her that has a simple square pattern. Underneath, brownish green pants and a black tube top. Many tools, such as a flower shovel, a small rake and a spray bottle, fit inside her pockets. A large red ribbon complements her hair.
When she was working at the Midnight Sun, she replaced her red ribbon with a black one she was gifted when she first joined. She also had a green dress, gifted to her by Naoki.
After being gone away for a long time, she has since expanded her wardrobe, and tends not to think about her clothes too much and follows whatever trends Naoki says are popular now.
Player's online availability : Consistently inconsistent
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 15:04:46 GMT -8
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Post by Kate Green on Sept 29, 2015 8:46:27 GMT -8
"Oh! O-kay..." Kate looked a tiny bit disappointed. "Well then... Ummh..." She rustled her pile of cards that had been printed with the logo of the show. It was a cute yet extremely annoying design that made you want to punch the nearest puppy.
"Soo... What would you treat me for lunch?" Kate looked around the contestants, expectantly. She had very special tastes...
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Sept 29, 2015 17:46:39 GMT -8
Maelik just looked off into space as chaos erupted around him, between Vain's womanizing and Zuu's... well Zuu-ness he was wondering if he was on a comedy show rather than a dating program.
"Sometimes I wonder what I ever did to deserve this..." he groaned, rubbing his temples. "But then I remember my job and it makes sense."
Taking a steadying breath the smartly dressed monster sat on standby with a smile, the edges of which were twitching from exertion. At last the second question came, and he was glad to distract himself from the nonsense.
"Well I doubt anything I could scrounge together could ever hope to hold a candle to your radiance but I suppose I'd have to start with freshly cut thin sliced Katashiman beef sauteed in Medanese Gold with two pinches of saffron to even out the taste. Then of course it simply must be served on a bed of fried rice with fire roasted carrot bits mixed in, mind you they must be diced not sliced! As for the beverage I think I'd break out a bottle of my personal favorite ambrosia known as The Sin, a savory drink concocted via the more eloquent minded demons. It goes down smooth and its surprisingly sweet fruity taste means it can be used as a good marinate... But I digress, onto the piece de resistance! For desert I'd choose something almost as sweet as you, a fruit parfait! Making sure that it is as succulent to look at as it is to eat I would have to be sure to twirl the blended strawberries and blueberries separately in order for them to layer atop each other in a pleasing manner. And lest we forget the shredded walnuts sprinkled over top its creamy goodness."
A little known fact about the ruthless Demonlord was that he was a connoisseur, and thanks to how long he's been kicking around he's been able to amass quite the cookbook.
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Vain Caulfield
Dedicated
Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
Registered: Sept 19, 2015 10:06:51 GMT -8
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 30, 2015 6:20:58 GMT -8
Vain thinks for a moment. Hmm...what does Kate like? She's small and sweet...probably likes sweet things...
"Sometimes it's the simple things that are the best, don't you think, Kate? How does a walk around the market sound, sampling all the carts and vendors? They've got food from all over. Fried rabbits, roasted potatoes, that raw fish that's so popular in Katashima...then for dessert, there's that candy shop right next to your place."
He smiles sweetly.
"In any case, it's not the lunch that counts, but what comes after. And believe me, I am the best at what comes after. I can clean dishes with the best of them."
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Kevin
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Physical Description: Kevin is a non-descript man, dressed in a suit.
Registered: Sept 17, 2015 18:15:13 GMT -8
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Post by Kevin on Sept 30, 2015 8:41:07 GMT -8
Kevin raises an eyebrow at Maelik's speech. That was an impressive display of culinary knowledge, if he'd ever seen one.
"While I can't quite match that level of gourmet," he nods to Maelik, "I've picked up quite a few tricks over the years. I'd probably have you come over to my place, and make chicken picatta. it has quite an elegant, lemony taste, light yet nutritious. And of course, I'd pair it with the most exquisite wines you've ever tasted. After dinner, I'd whip up a batch of whatever drink your heart desired while we talked."
He smiles a little, and leans forward in his seat. "I'm only a decent chef, but as a barkeep, I am without par. I can make drinks that spirit your imagination away to far-off lands, ones that warm and chill at the same time, non-alcoholic beverages that taste exactly like their counterparts, and hangover cures that you'd order for their own merits. And that only scratches the surface of what I can do."
Kevin accompanies this last statement with a conspiratorial wink.
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Sept 30, 2015 9:55:53 GMT -8
As Kevin professed his aptitude at bartending Maelik raised a fist and let out a whoop of agreement. It may be a competition but he'd be damned if he didn't acknowledge the server of his favorite bar.
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Sing-Sing Bearbane
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: 20
Physical Description: About 3 feet tall with grey skin, somewhat muscular and heavily built, not the fastest kobold but still agile and with high reflexes
Clothes and Equipment: A twisted branch through which earth magic may be channeled.
Registered: Jun 28, 2015 20:04:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sing-Sing Bearbane on Sept 30, 2015 10:37:53 GMT -8
"Humans omnivores, must learn to broaden palette." Sing-Sing said in a matter-of-fact tone. "People in Katashima and in some tribes to the east eat insects. But people in Free City still afraid. I will take you hunting in wilderness, you learn about edible insects. You can make desert with ground ants and crickets, covered in honey and bathed in chocolate sauce. Rival anything Renalt Fletcher can make!"
He would turn towards anyone who would view his response in disgust. "Humans must learn to broaden horizons, raise cultural awareness. Scorpions taste better than soft-shelled crab!"
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Renalt Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 248
Age: 65
Physical Description: Renalt is an aging, heavily muscled man. He wears brightly striped clothing, and has white hair and a magnificent beard. He smells of candy.
Clothes and Equipment: Renalt wears a striped apron and suit, and uses a walking stick with a sword in it. He also carries a large bag of candy wherever he goes.
Registered: Sept 5, 2015 13:59:20 GMT -8
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Post by Renalt Fletcher on Sept 30, 2015 10:53:26 GMT -8
An aging man in the crowd stands up.
"Lies!"
He is quickly shushed and pulled back down.
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