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 Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2005 5:49 pm
((Caitlin_Neko, the creature's lifespans are all different. I'm not sure exactly how long, but most of them are longer than human's. I figure it's high time I added my charrie, so here he is: Name: Unknown. Called "Woodrose". Species: Faerie. Ganceanach, specifically. Weapon(s): None; he likes to improvise with the objects around him. Can also fight without a weapon. Power(s): The power of illusion that is inherent to all Fae, called the Glamour. Mostly used to alter his appearance to look more human, this does not affect those with the Sight. He also has an aura about him that works like an airborne love potion, fluctuating power along with his mood. It never turns off, & he cannot control it. His last ability is to hold people in thrall, much like a vampire. This works best on the opposite sex, but he can use it effectively on all. True Physical Description:  How You Appear:  Weakness(es): Like all Fae, he is burned by the touch of cold iron, & cannot stand to be around it. Doing so makes him weak & likely to lose conciousness. He also cannot abide most Christian things, to varying degrees. He thrives off romance, & not obtaining any will weaken him. Also smokes. Yay, now I can finally get in on the action!))
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2005 7:42 pm
((Just to help you out Duncan, since I am not from the USA either, you'd be fourth year high school (grade 12) and if you want, you can share the same homeroom as Alyzandra to make things easier!))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:38 am
((I'm not USA either. But I'm close enough to it-Canada ^^))
Mysty flashed a warm smile to Zackal, then flinched slightly, "Blasted headaches..." she murmered, to avoid suspicions.
Glancing up once more as Alyzandra she smiled again, "Welcome back to the both of you."
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 12:49 pm
((Um, it's Dias for this character, by the way. 3nodding ))
With a quick nod to Mysty, he took a seat a bit away from her and Alyzandra. Dias neither smiled nor frowned in response to Mysty's comment. Dias gazed off to some corner as he impatiently waited for the rest of the students to show up.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 1:50 pm
((Thanks for the help, Kitty.
And yes, I'm from Sweden. I eat swedish fish on a regular basis, though I don't drink as much as most of 'em. sweatdrop ))
Brendan walked into the room where other students of the church were already waiting. He waved slightly as to say "Hello" before taking seat next to Alyzandra. "Hey Lyz" he said before yawning. He'd been up studying last night as usual. He took off his glasses and wiped off some dirt on his shirt before putting them on again. "Damn glasses, I should get contacts" he thought to himself. Again.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 5:05 pm
((GO CANADIANS! Neko-chan, muh Canadian sister! *glomps!* And no probs Duncan ^__^ And I also know what you mean 'bout the drinking thing... I'm part Scottish... and I don't drink period haha!
And now that I think of it... Alyzandra is a year younger than Brendan.. so they'd probably have different homerooms. Yeesh, I'm so dense sometimes...))
Alyzandra rolled her eyes at Brendan before rubbing her scraped knee. The stinging had dulled but it was still sore. She would have to remember to be more careful and to wear different shoes for running. "How many times have I told you to call me 'Alyx' instead of 'Lyz'?" she asked as she lifted her emerald eyes to gaze at him. She knew it was pointless reminding him. He never listened. He was the only one who called her something other than "Alyzandra" or "Alyx" and sometimes, it made her feel just a tad special.
After giving her usual mini-lecture to Brendan, Alyzandra looked up and gave a nod and a smile to acknowledge Mysty and Dias. The seventeen-year-old lavender haired girl was generally nice to the members of Mary's Rose but sometimes she kept herself just a little isolated at meetings. After all, her reputation would be on the line if word got out that she associated with anyone outside of her school clique.
She scanned the room and noted that there was still one or two people missing. Business would not begin until they arrived... or until one of the trainers arrived. That was just fine with Alyzandra. It would buy her some time to stop feeling the pain she experienced entering the building. "Stupid stairs," she mumbled before going back to nursing her scrapes. It was a rather pathetic sight - she was dabbing them with cotton balls covered in hydrogen peroxide which she kept in her little purse and quietly talking to herself to keep her mind off the fizzing and stinging of the liquid.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 5:13 pm
((Since it hasn't had any importance for the rp so far I'll just *cough edit the profile cough*. So, now it should make sense. blaugh
Now let's see what Brandon is doing while Brendan is at the church. Gah, why did I have to chose two names that are so alike? I'm so stupid sometimes... sweatdrop ))
Brandon opened the lid to his coffin and looked around. The other coffins in the room were still closed, and would remain so until the sun set. Why he had to sleep in a coffin, he still didn't understand. "Stupid vampire superstition" he muttered sourly before standing up. He decided to take a walk in the sewers to pass time. It would still take some time before he could go outside. Ah, how he missed the sun. He shook his head. "Stupid sentimentality won't get me anywhere in the world" he muttered. "What I have now is much greater than some giant fireball far, far away." He looked at a spot where the sun shone in. He had left his brother out there somewhere, and one night he would go find him. They would be together again, brothers in unlife, living forever. He wondered what his brothers blood would taste like. Not like other humans, that much was for sure. He himself had never been quite normal, so his brother could impossible be it either. Just the thought of it made Brandon grin.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 5:30 pm
((Haha, have fun doing so? ^_^))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 5:41 pm
((Haha, you bet I have. I noticed some typoes while doing so that I corrected at the same time. Now no one will ever see my flawed profile sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 5:48 pm
((I think our characters are going to get along well!))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 5:55 pm
((Yes, very well indeed 3nodding Though that should be pretty obvious for most people by now))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 6:14 pm
((Especially the Vampire Brandon *adores Vampires if it wasn't obvious by now*))
"Where's that other girl?" Alyzandra asked after sitting in silence for a while. There was another young girl in the group. However, her name escaped Alyzandra at the moment. She was getting tired of waiting. She hated to wait. With an annoyed sigh, she set her backpack in front of her and rummaged through it until she found the letter from her current crush. If nothing important was going to happen then she felt no need to put off other important tasks.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 6:44 pm
((Oh it wasn't that obvious. Besides of the vampire-rp campaign and stuff, off course. It's not too obvious that I like vampires too is it?
Hmm, I should colour my characters dialogue too. It gets easier to see it then. Too bad my favourite colour's already taken.))
"Beats me" Brendan answered without much interest. He leaned back in the chair with half-closed eyes for a moment and noticed Alyzandra reading a letter. "Who's that from?" he asked. "No, wait, finish reading it first, then let me guess. I bet a dollar that I'm going to get it right." He grinned, as he knew that she by now had learned that it was a bad idea to take the bet. "I should've taken another cup of coffe before coming here" he thought. "I'd better not fall asleep in class again." He shuddered when he remembered his last punishment.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 6:47 pm
((What do you mean 'taken'? You can use any color you please! =P))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 6:51 pm
((I know that I can, but it's against my own code of moral to downright steal an idea without at least changing something))
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