July 5, 2010 - 2:12am — Rutilus
HI I so fail at RPing, man |: But uh yeah, I'm rather bored :U huuurpdurp. Human or deer is fine.
Taliene; female; 21 years old; no romance; remembers her past; still aching over Gehirn; friendly, motherly, a little reserved, trusting
Rutilus; male; 24 years old; no romance; remembers his past; protective, temperamental, flirtatious, sociable, moody
Jared; male; 21 years old; <3 Horizon; remembers his past; shy, trustworthy, loyal, defensive, easily scared, holds grudges
Lorak; male; 21 years old, though he should be older; <3 Cirrus; remembers all of his past; cursed with a connection to the spirit realm; soul is tainted with the forced ability to latch onto another's, currently connected to half-sister Nina's; can die, but returns; no magical powers of any kind other than the ability to rid himself of spirits, with consequences; mysterious, evasive, easily irritated, often depressed, liar, enjoys company if given the time
Rhapsody; male; fawn, no human RP available; no romance; currently remembers none of his past aside from his name and a few uncertainties; has had a miserable fawnhood so far; shy, curious, dislikes conflict, asks questions frequently
Rhye; male; unsure of age so far; no romance; remembers nothing of his former life, whatever that may have been; affectionate, procrastinator, entertainer, witty, dry-humoured, playful, sociable, temperamental, calculating
Taliene - Human/Deer: None
Rutilus - Human: Mick - Deer: None
Jared - Human/Deer: None
Lorak - Human: Mick - Deer: None
Rhapsody - Human: N/A - Deer: None
Rhye - Human: GingerNut - Deer: AA
Jareth - Human: Faunet - Deer: None
THERE. ON WITH THE SHOW!
Jareth with my occ Sierra in
[HURP sure. Any particular
hmmmhmm*giggles*no
[ OOO I see those nasty
Sierra was towl drying her
(You have no idea*giggles uncontrollably)
[ Where is Sierra, exactly?
lickation baby Hm. I think
lickation babyHm. I think we should put the straight flirt and the gay flirt in a room and see what happens.
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
[ LOL oh god, this will go
her apartment
Which te lickation or my
-pets=
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
[ Well either one, actually
Jareth & Sierra
It wasn't that he was a voyeur, it was that he was...well, a voyeur. The barn owl perched outside the window was no ordinary barn owl, though there was nothing to suggest such a thing. Amber eyes watched the female figure inside, and had he been able to, he'd have smirked.
She's quite attractive, really.
He remained perched on the windowledge, waiting for her to notice him, anticipating her reaction with a gleam in those amber, owl-eyes of his.
[I VILL DO BOTH, also have
Long days, turned into longer nights, Mick mused as he sat drinking the Sex on the Beach cocktail. His bar was quiet this evening, which was good. It meant less people would request a performance and the night's normal entertainment could play unhindered. He ran his fingers through his hair, and slowly shut his eyes, whilst he drank. As he put the cup down, he didn't reopen them, so it appeared like he was sleeping.
Kylar's feet touched the ground for only a few seconds as he ran. He ran frequently through town to keep himself fit, since summoning lightning was not an easy task all of the time. His energy levels fluctuated when he summoned, so he figured that he should keep himself able to do more.
there.
Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
Sierra just buttoned the last
-COUGH-
Mick After his first
After his first experience in that bar, Lorak had never entered it again, and he really didn't plan to. Instead, he was hanging around outside of it, dressed in the usual black jeans and black shirt, but this time with a long trenchcoat. He sighed, breath turning to mist in the air, and tapped a quick message to Mick via cellphone.
'I'm outside your bar if you feel like hanging out for a while.'
Message sent.
Leaning on the wall of a building and taking a long draw of his cigarette, Rutilus' eyes were torn away from the woman he was chatting to as someone ran along the other side of the street. Bloody joggers. 'Cept he ain't jogging. He could never do that. Not that he wasn't fit enough, just that he was too lazy.
Saying a short goodbye to Danila, he allowed her to walk away from him towards her original destination, and then sighed as he crossed the street, heading for the little corner shop there. Might as well buy something while the chance was up.
Faunet
After flying in, he transformed, becoming the wild-haired king that he was usually known as. Jareth smirked, arms folded across his chest. He, too, was wearing a poet's shirt, but he was also wearing overly-tight leggings and black boots.
"That could have been any barn owl in the world," he declared, head tilting to the side, smirk never fading. "However did you guess?"
[ AA; COUGH RIGHT BACK AT YOU. MAY I TAKE YOUR ORDER. ]
[HMMM SINCE YOU SEEM TO BE
[ HURP HE'S ONLY LIKE 19/20
Edit: Actually given that I've just had a spanking new idea for his past (no real spanking involved...mostly) he's eighteen/nineteen :U WHEEEEE this makes me want to write about aforementioned past but I CANNOT FOR A REASON I CAN'T REVEAL for the seekrits. ]
[HE'S STILL TOO OLD FOR ME
...GOD that makes me think of my situation with Serp. I want to right his past but it's like... I'm lazy about it, I want someone to get close enough to him so that he'll actually tell about it himself first... Plus he keeps staring daggers at me -glances out of corner of her eye-
do you want me to start, hun?]
[ JESUS CHRIST HOW YOUNG ARE
FU TRY...WRITING A FEW LITTLE TINY BITS ANYWAY? 8U I DON'T KNOW.
If you started I'd love you forever. 8D ]
His highness really under
[....15 I THOUGHT YOU KNEW
Mmm... Yeah I gave been thinking about trying to introduce his past in a less direct way, kinda letting it catch up with, starting with reuniting with an old friend C8
Wheee~]
The chocolate-brown, golden-striped doe stared at the triangle of tree saplings in front. She had been searching the whole forest all morning for a group of stumps in this formation, but sadly nothing usually work out the way she wants it to. These little trees would have to do. Another small tree, about twice the size of the saplings, would serve as her starting point.
She breathed in deeply once and she was off. Clockwise around the right sapling in as tight a curve as she could make, sprint to the left sapling, around it as well, only counter-clockwise, then sprint to the back sapling and repeat. Finally, sprint back to the starting point.
This was her favorite pasttime, her form of barrel racing. As she slid to a stop past the starting point- tree, she caught her breath and turned around, examining the tracks she left around the area. She was breathing normally now, and was glad she wasn't plagued by chest pains here in the forest like she was in the real world.
She walked calmly and examined the first tree. No marks. Good. Then she trotted across to the next tree, and her ears flocked back as she examined the small trunk. One small piece if bark had been scraped cleanly off. The bark of the tree wasn't to strong, so it would come of easy, she didn't even feel her side brushing against it. She sighed. She had more practice to do. Madison began making her way slowly back to the starting point.
[Sorry it's long. I put a good bit of thought into it, and it wouldn't have taken so long to type but I'm on my iPod lol]
Faunet The king of goblins
The king of goblins gave a disbelieving snort, but his eyes certainly didn't miss the way Sierra's hips swayed as she left the room. In seconds he was just behind her, looming over the smaller figure in a manner that was close to foreboding.
"Underestimate? Hmph. If anything, I overestimate. You humans are ridiculous."
For even if Jareth looked human, he was, at heart, an owl. And truthfully, his 'human' appearance was not human; it was Fae.
AA
[ FU please it's still creepy but that's the beauty of it HURP DEER IS WONDERFUL ANYWAY |: LESS THINKING-OF-PLACES-TO-GO INVOLVED. Also the longer the better <3 ...wait are we still talking about roleplay posts B) -MAULED- ]
If anything, he was a curious creature. And having been watching this doe for a short while, his curiousity had been lit like a fire. Curiousity killed the cat, he remembered, but he was certainly no cat. Ha! No sir, no cat indeed.
She wasn't really deer-like, he reasoned, still partially hidden behind a particularly attractive, thick tree - or attractive in Rhye's mind, at least - and not planning on being spotted just yet. In fact, Madison was positively horse-like. Not her face, no; her face was quite pleasant to look at, actually. But her body - and for once he was studying someone's body in an entirely innocent manner - wasn't quite as sleek or thin as a regular doe's. And she had a mane, did she not? It certainly wasn't human hair, unlike Rhye's thick, dark-brown locks. Her ears, to his view at least, didn't look as rounded or large as a deer's ears.
Perhaps he was just imagining things differently to what they were.
He himself was a bit more deer-like, but his body was actually a bit canine-ish. He wasn't, however, smaller than a regular stag. His face was a great deal more human-looking than the humanoid faces of some other deer. And he wore eyeliner, which was unusual. It appeared to be permanent, but truthfully it was just very difficult to wash off. The dark grey magpie mask that the stag usually wore had been discarded at some point, and he couldn't be bothered going to find it. Golden-brown fur ruffled in the light breeze that passed him by. Dark brown antlers with streaks of every colour also swayed. They were large and resembled the typical Fan antlers, but unlike those, Rhye's were feathery and soft. He certainly couldn't have fought with them.
He must have looked quite eccentric.
But back to the situation at hand. What on earth was she doing? She'd been running around those bloody saplings for some strange reason, and Rhye didn't usually describe anything as strange.
The stag stepped forwards, out of his hidingplace.
"Darling, what are you doing?"
True enough she said her icy
Faunet If possible, his
If possible, his smirk grew, blue eyes with those small sparks of gold lighting up as if on fire. "Your actions aren't helping your race's reputation," he purred back as he followed her, disappointed when she turned away and sat down. Jareth folded his arms on the back of the chair, looking down at the top of Sierra's head. "Terrible, Sierra. I mean really." He faked offence, and was momentarily amused at his apparent newfound ability to joke around. Tuna's fault, perhaps. And Chime's, Thomas' too. Jareth continued to smirk.
Just the way I am she said
Faunet This made him laugh,
This made him laugh, which was quite a feat. "More sense?!" He chuckled, smirk replaced with a genuine, sharp-toothed grin. Teeth--no, fangs, that could bite through a peach stone. Chime had seen it happen, he remembered. He also remembered the expression on her face.
"In some ways, yes, but trust me love, things are far more complex there..."
[ OH OH I forgot to mention I gave GK a brother, the Fairy King HAHA he sounds like a pansy but he's not C8 And he doesn't have a name yet fffuuu. ]
If only I could wish myself
(lol pansy maybe)
Faunet The king tilted his
The king tilted his head. He was no stranger to human emotion now, and was better at telling when something was amiss. Normally, Jareth would not have cared in the slightest, but he'd allowed himself to befriend Sierra, and to do that, he had to care. And she was one of the only two humans he had ever taken with him to the Underground without putting them in his labyrinth. There was Chime, and there was Sierra.
"Now why would you wish yourself to such a dangerous place? Troubles here, I assume." Jareth watched her carefully.
Dangerous yet completely
Faunet Although he gave
Although he gave another chuckle, there was no humour in it; it was a wry, bitter sound. "Nor I. But I have reasons for coming and going." Jareth studied one gloved hand for a few seconds. "What makes this world so unappealing to you?"
[... I think we are anyway
Madison, being her skittish, paranoid self, jumped at his voice, when she could have just recognized it and simply just turned toward him. She turned her neck to look at him for a second before, by habit, she shook her mane absently and flicked her long tail. "Barrel racing. A horse sport. A "Western" type of horse sport if you know what that means. Most common horse used for the sport is the Quarter Horse. Lost yet?"
She turned her body toward him, and looked up at his unmasked face. Had he been watching her the whole time? She turned her head, as if to look at the small trees she had been racing around, but looked self-consciously at herself like she always. She wouldn't call herself attractive, not even as a deer. She seemed deerlike enough, her legs and torso seemed very deer-like, her legs possibly only a little tiny-bit thicker at the most and her main torso thinner than a horse's, although her chest was slightly deeper than most deer and she knew her bones were stronger, able to carry heavier loads, and that her muscles were probably somewhat different, heck her whole internal build could be different. She had that long horse tail, a mane, but she also had a human face like many if the deer in the forest. Her ears were long like the deer as well, but they were thinner width-wise and were probably not as flexible. Another thing was her horse-like gaits that would seem unnatural to the deer around her.
Finally, she actually looked at the saplings. "Tall stumps would be better, but I haven't had any luck finding and good ones.
She got up and went and stood
AA Calculating gold eyes
Calculating gold eyes watched that long tail as it flicked, and as if in response, his feathery antlers twitched. Rhye listened eagerly as the female spoke, but as she had predicted - or he assumed she had - he was very lost, blinking slowly and trying to understand.
"...You lost me at 'barrel'." He smiled dryly, then plopped down to sit in a very similar fashion to a dog - another canine-like trait. "So if I'm right, and I'd like to think I am, you...just run around those little trees." His head tilted to the side, hair and fluffy, feathery antlers falling to the right. "Mmmm. Not something I'd fancy, but I'll watch." A brief grin. "I bet you're too shy to do it when you know I'm watching, aren't you?" It was more of a statement than a question.
[ I'm considering having Rhye have dog-like paws but the front ones would have retractable claws like a cat's 8( ]
Faunet
The taller smiled humourlessly again, joining Sierra by the window. He stared out of it, at the velvety night sky.
I move the stars for no-one.
"I think everyone feels that way, you know. Especially if they know there's another world out there, tons of them even, that they could be in."
Sierra wrapped her arms
Faunet For a few seconds
For a few seconds that to him, lasted an eternity, Jareth's gloved left hand moved up to hover a few centimetres away from the glass window. Two fingers were pointed outward, straight at a pair of stars in the night sky.
But he didn't dare move them.
Jareth lowered his hand.
"Mm...what?" He looked down at her, perplexed by her giggle.
Her eyes looked into his as
Madison's leaf-green eyes
[UGH me + explaining = disaster. I'll find you a good diagram off of google to show you how you're supposed to go around the barrels, but it's 2 am and I should be asleep. I'll be back in a few hours when I've rested a bit. Oh and wolf-Rhye with car paws is awesome. "You remind me of my cat" LAWL.]
Faunet The description
The description brought an amused smile to his face, and he shook his head with a quiet, barely-audible chuckle.
"I'll take you back sometime," he said, trying to make it sound casual and not like some sort of delightful promise. "I don't recall you eating a meal. Not a proper meal fit for a king...and his...guest, at least."
AA
[ HURP GO SLEEP it's 7am here and I'm going to go pass out after this 8D <33 also your typo of 'car paws' made me laugh so hard ilu. ]
Although his eyes followed her hoof and his mind desperately tried to keep up and take it all in, all the clockwise talk made his sanity disintegrate into a pile of gooey ash.
"...Excuse me while I allow my brain to exit through my left ear," Rhye eventually stated, then flopped sideways dramatically, sprawled out. "Aaaugh. Let me just...say that you run around and try not to touch anything." He nodded to make himself feel better, rolling onto his back, feathery antlers splayed out in what he deemed an impressive manner. "Oooh." Rhye tilted his head, staring up at the sky. "You know, Madi-darling-ah, the branches make pictures if you look at them right," he drawled in that odd blur of a French and English accent, one he retained in both of the worlds he had access to. "I see...things."
[ -PASS OUT- ]
That would be wonderful she
[ HELLO WORLD. ] Faunet The
Faunet
The question combined with Sierra's body language made him grin; a wicked glint in his eyes for a few brief seconds. "That depends. Are we still on the subject of food?" He purred lightly, studying his gloved hand and glancing sideways at Sierra with a smirk.
What do you have in mind she
Faunet He flashed her
He flashed her another treacherous grin, eyes darkening for a few seconds before he turned away and slowly walked to sit on the couch. Something stirred in his mind and he frowned, conjuring a crystal from thin air and sliding it down his forearm to rest on a fingertip.
Jareth stared for a few seconds.
"...Mm."
His expression betrayed the fact that he'd seen something quite disturbing, something he hadn't planned on seeing. The crystal vanished.
"Anyway." Jareth looked back at Sierra, completely distracted and wondering what on earth they'd been talking about before.
She smiled as he was
Faunet The king growled,
The king growled, rising from his seat and striding to the bedroom. He loomed in the doorway, glittering and scowling.
"You three." His voice was cold. "Why are you here without my permission?" Icicles practically dropped from every word he spoke, mismatched eyes glaring irritably at the three creatures. "Do you want to be bogged?"
The three goblins cowered
Faunet He growled; not a
He growled; not a normal growl, but a real, animalistic snarl. "I don't give a toss," he declared, turning his gaze back onto the three goblins. "Go back, all three of you. If the High King asks, I'm with Veronica. Go!"
Two of them left right away
Faunet His eyes looked at
His eyes looked at her sharply. He gave a snort before walking back to the livingroom. "No. I don't want them in this world unless it's necessary."
She followed well could you
Faunet For a long moment,
For a long moment, Jareth watched Sierra. It took him several seconds to speak. "No," was his flat-out answer. "Someday, but not today. The High King would murder me. Or you."