Holding onto time

[seeker,]

((Working on my forms now ))

[Strangey]

((you mean talon as him? or just him there? if you mean him there, then make him as one of your chaeracter's.))

[Izzychick7]

((Daddy's not a Charrie, and Talon isn't my Dad, so yeah. Just forget it, could the war USED to be organized, but that the king, 'Dad', died, and now it's unorganized! But most of the soldiers still remain loyal! So they don't kill me! So Talon is STILL the unofficial leader! Is that Ok?))

[seeker,]

Human (sort of)
Name- Alexa Jay Walker
Age- 17
Description/Pic-
Side- Neither, At this point she could go either way
History- She can't remember much but one day she woke up in an alley way with a silver sword next to her and the words 'Happy Birthday' inscribed on it so she considerred that day to be her birthday. She also woke up with a note in her pocket that said 'Be the one you believe to be right and follow the light of your path' so from then on, That was her philosophy.
Personality- Feirce, Loyal, Brave. She does what she believes to be right and doesn't back down from a fight when challenged to one.
Primary Weapon- Silver Sword
Other- Preferrs to be called Jay, Has a pet wolf/German Shepard mix named Gem.

Bacon...Yummmmmm

[Strangey]

((accepted rawr. if you guys want to start, we can.
btw izzy, i told you, THERE IS NO KING! but, we can go with your idea susbituting the word 'king' with 'leader'. Then that's fine. Talon is sort of the unnoficial batttle leader, he likes to battle too, he not the top leader guy. but your idea is fine. ))

[daae]

{{You should start us off.}}

[Strangey]

Talon stared into the ever growing darkness. Something screamed, a scream of death. He frowned and wondered where his sister was. He often did. Even if she hated him, he missed her, though he would never admit it. Maybe that's why she hates me. He thought. I'm too proud for my own good. He took one more look across the landscape, as if to remember it. But all he really wanted to do was forget.


Raven howled a war cry as horror's came at her. She then laughed at her stupidity as she slashed one open. It almost saddened her to see the way things didn't affect her anymore. She could kill someone she had known for years without a second thought. But, that was a good thing. If she started feeling too much, her battle skills would weaken. Many a good warrior had died that way. She sighed, cutting a horror's head off. But sadness won't affect me either, so we don't have to worry about that happening. The last of the horror's fell as she slashed them in half. She howled her warrior's cry to the stars, then went inside, blood splattered and tired. She chuckled and rolled her eyes as her door closed to the night. Warriors cry.

[daae]

Cassi ran through the woods-she was searching for herself once again. This time she went to the library.She had gone through the card book and found her's,but didn't even have enough time took look at it before a hoard of horrors broke in. Cassi thought she lost them in the town-but she kept running just in case. Her blue ponytail swished behind her head.Her green shirt helped her stay unseen-but her purple skirt didn't. 'Hopefully-horrors are color blind!' She thought franticly. Cassi stopped dead in her tracks. She pulled out her dagger and looked around. She was completely scared out of her witts. She stabbed a horror in the ear as it charged her. Another in the chest,and one especialy unlucky one ine the groin.

[Izzychick7]

Amber sat at her house, and waited for the daily horrors to come. Ever since her father died, they came every day at 9:00am. ((Yes I changed it once again! BUt this one is official! I'm nothing special! )) When they came she took out her bow and arrow, and had them at the ready for her door and windows. They came quickly, but, as usual, she was ready. With out even thinking, all instinct, and arrow each one in the head before carrying them outside and throwing them into the undrinkable polluted stream.
((Ok?))

[seeker,]

Jay ran as fast and hard as she could down the street, a hoard of horror's following. Giving up, she turns and unsheathed her sword, holding it at a ready position. Atlast the horror's came to meet her and she twirled in a deadly dance, her sword flying around her in beautiful motions as she sliced the horror's in half, her hair flying wildly around her. Finally with the last of the horrors gone she stopped running to look around, blinking and she fixes her hair, thinking Stupid horrors!