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Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

She helped get them out and looked over the injuries. Someo f them whimpered and winced as they where helped out, shortly after the last of them was out the church floor colapsed into the hide away and she looked back as the horses stamped the ground. Perched on her hip was the youngest child that had gotten away - a non magicer. One of those who couldn't cast just looked at them as he sat down. Don't bother. He said dismayed. Excuse me? Shal asked as he said that. Our Buggy was crushed. Said the little girl. Resting her head on Shal's shoulder. Some of the woman's brown hair had come lose falling into her face, She'd yet to remove the Cowl, dressed for the nights finery she hadn't actually expected to be out in the feilds with a bunch of injured people. Take the girl - Her parents died. And in the priesthood she might do fine. But... they wont care if we weren't the ones who started the fire and attacked the earth priests. We're as good as dead if you take us to town. He said holding his ribs, Most of them where going to survive without extensive help. The few who weren't she had up on the horses and she looked at Crispin. Take them to the Temple. She shifted her weight as she held the baby. I'm not leaving these other's here. Come back with the horses.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

Crispin stared down from his horse at Shal, he lowered his brow in thought. He was going to say something but thought better and took the reigns of Shal's horse, which also held two injured people. They trotted off to the city with much complaining as a direct result of the horse's movements. Crispin wanted to shut them up but that would by counter productive. He only bit his bottom lip, trying to bear the agony of hearing them whine. The non-magicers were not his problem, they could do what they wished for now, all he wanted was to ensure these people were secure before scouting around trying to find out how the rebels entered the lands. He did exactly as Shal said, leaving them with the healers at the temple before riding back to meet up with her at the farms. people gave me strange looks as I came back here. He said as he dismounted and approached her. I think they know...or they suspect something isn't totally right about this day. He took a child in his arms again and looked at Shal. What were you thinking of doing with these...others? He asked, making it clear he was referring to the non-magicers.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

What Am I thinking of doing with...oh whats the word...? She looked up at him. the Slaves? She asked him. Well I'm not taking them to the city. They'll be hung or otherwise killed for the fact that their masters are dead. The little girl she had been holding when he left was right against her side and she was healing the male who'd told them to just leave him there. They'll be considered Rebels and they'll be used as an example. And you know what that will do captian? She asked him. It'll make this stupid war worse. So I'm going to do my level best to patch them up and then I'm going to hope that the rebels find them because at least with them they might survive the week. She shifted returnng to a chant that was knitting the man together as he winced watching the priest as she spoke to the captian. She didn't seem to care one way or the other that they where human. The Magicers where already up and moving and milling about the burned out home's land looking fo anything they could salvage of their lives. When she finished he looked at her. Why? Because I made vows to Luse that any life I can help I help. She told the man. She was exhausted and she shifted moving she sat down. Putting her right hand over her face. It'd taken her most of hte night to patch everyone up. And well, magic took its toll.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

You think that is they join the rebels the war will just end? That everything will go back to as it was over 100 years ago? He snorted in contempt. You talk as if you know exactly what will happen...yet it's far from the truth. If you want the war to end then send them back to Ezraphael and return to them the only life they've ever known, do not bolster the rebel numbers by offering these people to them. He let go of the children he was carrying. If we both state that they had no involvement in the assault upon this place then they will not be hung. I guarantee it. Crispin was growing frustrated, the woman dallied here long enough, these people should have been on their way to the city by now, or even within its walls. He was missing the celebration and a chance to spend a night in a tavern with his close friends. Woman...just bring them back, they'll heal faster there... He said, trying to calm down by rubbing the bridge of his nose. We have enough merit to secure them a place within decent homes, where they can work without fear of another assault like this.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

She looked at him helping the people up. You vouch for them with the General. I'll make sure they don't get killed. She said simply. As she moved climbing up onto her own horse the Non magics following the slow trot of the horse. And when you ralize the General is going to be out for blood, yours or theirs you come tell me waht you think. She responded easily enough. She had a history with magic and a history with the non magic. And she was definately one who didn't believe that slavery was the answer, though war wasn't much of one either. Ah, so the only thing their worth is labor hmm? She asked him with his irritation as he glared at her. She headed directly for the temple when they rehit the main gate. Leading them off. The General will want you. She pointed to the massive black horse that carried the general towards them and she cut off to the side taking them to the temples.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

Crispin sighed and watched her leave. He turned around to face the black steed that bore the general to his location. He stood firmly to face the man. Grenn dismounted and walked to Crispin, nodding in salute, Crispin saluted fully and looked the general in the eye. What happened here, Crispin? Grenn asked, looking around, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Exactly as we feared. Crispin stated. The rebels came and assaulted the place, leaving no one they could find alive. We found a few people hiding in the pathways under the farms, they were hurt badly and so we helped them. Grenn nodded as he listened. So? Is that it? Any non-magicers with them? Crispin nodded. And? Did you kill them on the spot? I see no blood on the floor? What is this? What did you do with them, Crispin? I've sent them with the healer to be helped. I couldn't kill them because they weren't the ones who did it. How do you know that? Grenn was furious, he was spitting everywhere. How do you know that they didn't help the rebels, tell them when the festival was going on, showed them were to attack? I don't. Crispin simply said. You will find that healer and you will BOTH answer to me in the high court! Grenn yelled before mounting his horse and riding for the city.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

Shal was dealing with the injured rebel they had found his injuries particularly difficult to heal, then again magical injuries generally were. And she sat down, working on him. When a healer came telling her that the Captian of the Van walked in she moved standing and walked to the entryway to the private chambers, those where blocked off for ceremonies so they could be used for festival injuries and things like this. Captian. She said softly. The hood was down, she'd been working hard and had eventually taken it down. The dark brown hair falling around her face in loose threads, the rest of it pulled back into a french braid. That was pooled in the base of the Cowl. What can I do for you? She already knew that the General was angry, she expected it. And she coudl almost guess why he was here.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

Crispin pursed his lips as he looked down at the healer. He knew she knew exactly what was going on, she seemed to have the foresight for it. He looked at the floor in thought before looking up at her and sighing. You can come with me to the high court...the General would like to have a word with us regarding the actions we took tonight outside of the city gates. He turned and walked out of the building. She would have to follow, if she stayed armed guards would be here within moments and they would be less than kind to both her and those she was healing. Crispin moved swiftly through the people on the streets, weaving in and out of the crowds until he reached a grand building with impressive marble-work done on the outside with polished wood for an interior. The High Court was comprised of a single, large, round room filled with uncomfortable chairs. At the end, on the podium, stood Grenn, to his side were a few nobles, less than usual since today's celebrations took priority over their actions. One of the yawned. I do hope this ends soon...my wife baked my beloved leamon-tart pie, and I would be most upset if it is cold when I eat it... Indeed... Grenn grunted, he gripped the wood tightly with his hands as Crispin entered and stood no less than 15 feet from them. He placed his hands behind his back and looked up at the General.
Thread: Civil Unrest **TennTenshie and Eyesoffire**

Shal followed. Keeping pace wasn't exactly hard - Crispin cut a pretty wide hole through the crowd so she reached the courtroom right behind him. Almost on his heels though she'd kept about a stride difference in pace to keep from walking on his heels. She wasn't a short woman. As she moved from behind him to beside him the Cowl was in place, it probably had been put back in place before they'd gotten out of the Temple proper. General, Nobelmen. She said with a slight nod of her head. Explain yourself. Came Grenn's order without much inflection beyond irritation. Howso? Shal asked in return. She stood at rest. The High Priestess of the temple she wasn't someone in military standing and she did not stand stiff and nervous for anyone. outside the gates! Why didn't you exicute the Humans? Because I took an Oath. She responded. I took an oath to save lives. ALL lives. Be them Magicers or Non-Magicers.
Thread: Bloody Rose(Kevinn and I)

She walked, through the ballroom wearing cross, red and black rose flowing dress. The woman had her long black hair pined up in a wild high side bun. Technically she was the very attraction of the party, although those paying attention to her were ignore blatantly. She had a specific, type of man she wanted. She wanted one that would submit, but he wouldn't submit to everyone that decided to push him around. As, she continued to walk around the ballroom she contemplated in thought.
Thread: Classroom Secrets (Niah & Androlo)

The middle aged woman sat quietly at her bedroom vanity table. Her grey blue eyes staring almost dead like into the mirror. Once again she had woken up alone this morning, her husband was long gone by the time her alarm clock had blared out at her. Months it had been since he showed her any affection, in every sense of the word. He barely looked at her, never mind made love to her. She was in a sexless, and she feared, loveless marriage. Christopher Evans, as her husband was called, had become consumed with his work and no doubt the pretty blonde receptionist that came with it. Marissa Evans couldn't believe what was happening, she continued to gaze into her mirror. Was she really so hideous that he had to look for sexual gratification elsewhere? The answer was no to be honest, Marissa was thirty-eight years old and as looks went she was aging terrifically. Not that thirty-eight was ancient, but she supposed it was more so than the twenty-one year old receptionist her husband was no doubt screwing. Marissa was dark haired, pale and her skin was fairly wrinkle free, a few crows feet were starting to settle in but she still maintained a beauty about her. Her body was in good shape, she made a point of working out at the gym. It used to be for her husband, now she worked out simply to kill time, as it was depressing being in a house all alone. All in all she would say that she was still attractive... just not to her husband. The thought depressed her somewhat and so she pushed herself away from the dresser and headed instead towards her wardrobe. Fifteen minutes later she was dressed and ready to go, her make-up light and complimenting, her hair loose around her shoulders. She wore a tight pencil skirt that showed off her figure and tucked into it was a slightly unbuttoned blouse. Her heels clicked as she left the house and walked down the drive towards her car. She had an hour to get to work and set up her classroom. Marissa was a teacher at the local college, her days were spent teaching young, virile men. They were barely legal and she would lose her job if anything were to happen. However she'd be lying if she said that she hadn't had a few fantasies about her male students. With her husband's continued disrespect for their wedding vows, the fantasies had become more prominent of late. Jumping into her vehicle she backed out of her home drive and was at the college grounds within ten minutes. She parked up in her teacher's spot and headed on inside. A warm coffee in one hand and a stack of papers under the other. She walked to her secluded classroom, where the blinds were still down and the door was locked. Letting herself in, she entered the empty room and set her belongings down on her desk. Marissa left her door ajar, so that any early students who needed to speak to her could come in if they wanted to. She then settled herself down behind her desk and began going through the papers.
Thread: SuperMom! (Reiniken & I)

Ugh...what happened? These were the first thoughts running through the mind of fourteen year old Samuel Bryant as he slowly came out of his unconcious stupor. Just hours ago, he was walking home happily when some thugs came out of nowhere and hit him with something before throwing him into a van and driving him off to god knows where. Before all else, he tried to make sense of his surroundings. It was a big area, a warehouse of some sort. The lights were flickering on and off and it felt a bit humid because of all the crates he could see around him. He looked out the window and saw it was dark which meant he must have been out for a few hours. He could hear some low voices speaking a short distance away from him, though with the lighting, he couldn't tell who the people were, only that they were arguing about something. If only he could get a little closer... Samuel tried to move, but found something restraining his wrists from behind. It appeared someone had tied him to a chair rather securely, preventing him from moving barely an inch. There was a bit of desperation growing inside the young man as he tried to figure out who exactly was behind this rotten little stunt and for what reason. It soon became clear when the kidnappers, a couple of thuggish looking men came into view, their voices still heated from the arguing. How the hell was I supposed to tell that was a guy? I mean, look at him! If he were wearing a dress right now, he would clearly look like a little girl! This comment seemed to irk Samuel quite a bit. Sure, he had a feminine look about him. Shiny, burnette hair, eyelashes that looked like they were pasted on some floozy and a chest set upon a slender frame that would almost give off the impression that he had a developing rack beneath his shirt. But his voice was clearly male and he was definitley not into crossdressing, though the wardrobe his mother had gotten for him might have given people the wrong idea. Well, whatever the case, what are we going to do with him? We can't sell him off like we planned. No one would want a dude as a sex slave, even if he does look like a girl. Samuel finally had enough of the comments and let out in an angry voice, Will you cut it out with those comments already. I'm a guy damnit! A guy! And whatever you're planning, you won't get away with it! She is probably already on her way to come rescue me, so I wouldn't be acting so relaxed. Relaxed? one of the kidnappers replied in a haughty tone. I think we have every right to be relaxed. We're prepared for anything that freak can throw at us. We got a whole gang of the toughest badasses around with no fear and a bone to pick with her . So let her come! We'll kick her ass so hard, she'll wish she was dead! Not waiting for the young man to reply, the other kidnapper put a gag in his mouth, preventing him from warning whoever he thought was coming to save him about the trap these guys had in store for her.
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

Count me in .
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

Alright, at least someone is in. This is only the basics at the moment, I'll elaborate more if I get at least a few more interests.
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

Okay sounds great
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

This sounds kinda cool 3 might join. Is this literate, or does it matter?
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

I prefer a good bit of literacy, but it honestly doesn't matter I would prefer for someone to be able to do 2 beefy paragraphs with decent grammar, but by no means is it required. Some extra elaboration for this roleplay I will play the role of prison warden, not necessarily my character, but an NPC only I control. There is a security task force with mech like units, if you've ever seen ghost in the shell the robots is similar to what they have, however theirs is on a larger scale and designed specifically to combat the Deadmen. There is another task force known as the Enforcers, with weapons designed specifically to null out the virus that allows their branch of sin to work. Therefore any weapon tossed or use against them can be negated. I'll add more as I think of more xD Oh and if you have any friends or what not who might like to join, feel free to do so
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

It would be cool if there was a kind of rebellion force as well just to make it more interesting.. idk just an idea
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

Oh, Carnival Corpse. I might be interested. And just saying - I've watched the showread the mangas and unless you've read a synopsis and know the characters, it might be difficult to get the flow of this kind of RP. Might need to do some heavy explaining to people who haven't really heard of it.
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

i would deff be intrested in this 1 question would this be characters already made up and who ever asks to be with whoever ?, or do we get to make up our own characters.
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

Yea the flow would be difficult to understand off the back. However it shouldn't take to long to grasp the basics of the roleplay to be fairly honest. There isnt too much lovey dovey things going on in a prison, and the like. And yes there is already a group of established dead men who are preparing for an escape of sorts. Yes you'll be making your own characters, however I'll be regulating abilities and powers to make sure they're not completely overpowered and what not. I'll be willing to set up a character creation thread after we get 1-2 more interests
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

this sounds like my kinda rp
Thread: The Deadmans Carnival

I'm very interested in joining this if you're still taking applications. Been a fan of Deadman Wonderland for a while now, also interested to see what kinds of Branches of Sin other people can come up with.
Thread: My new thread

Plot based Legend of Dragoon An old favorite of mine. Originally played it as a kid, and snatched it up day one when it hit the PSN. Love the setting and what not of it, so I'd love to do an RP on it. I've got a handful of plot ideas for this. Got ideas for if you want to use the characters in the game, and have some ideas for a plot that centers around the next batch of Dragoons. Bondage Fairies Probably my all time favorite hentai series, counting movies and manga. For this, I'd be game for either doing something based on the series with Pfil and Pamela or something original, with made-up fairies that get banged by insects and other small critters. Resident Evil This is one of the various videogame series where I've played every entry, and I'm not counting the crappy spinoffs. Thus, this could be based on just about any entry in the series. While I wasn't originally the biggest Clair fan, her redesigned outfit for 2 and tight jeans from CV wore me down, and I'd be willing for something with her. Also doesn't hurt that she looks freaking gorgeous in Degeneration. Yugioh I've seen all the series, and a touch of Zexal. I'd prefer to base this on GX or 5D's directly, or something in that setting involving made-up characters. While I wasn't too fond of the original, DMG is hot as hell, so I'd be more than willing to do something with the whole monster world that popped up every now and again. While I've done it before, I'm not craving something based around the actual card game with crap like the cards coming to life in the real world. I'd prefer something series based, or something using their settings. Kingdom Hearts Played all of these but the recently released Dream Drop Distance. Though, I am familiar with it's full plot. But personally, I'd like to do an idea that takes place in the KH series, but centers around a made-up female keyblade wielder. What worlds we use and all kinds of other stuff are very up for discussion. A highly customizable RP, one could say. That's all that comes to mind for now, plot based wise. Will add more as they come to me. Next up, pic based.