||The Mages of Nightingale (Semi-Lit. Fantasy RP)|| OPEN

[hotdoge]

Neil~
"No, no..." He waved her hand away, staring past her. More like through her. "Gimme a second..." Neil's words were slurred, and he obviously wasn't paying too much attention to his surroundings. By now, the small crowd had vanished. Most of the onlookers had been waiting for a fight, and seemed dismayed that the two hadn't attempted to kill each other.
A few moments later, Neil opened his mouth to speak, "Uh..." The man's expression went blank. "Sh*t. What was I thinking about?" He glanced around, as if the answer would suddenly appear next to him. It was even more pathetic since he was being sincere. This guy wasn't too right in the head, though anyone could've figured that out.
Really, it was almost kind of sad.




((Mini-text~ :D It looks so organized.))

[.Coyote]

Harper

Quizás un día quieres ver más allá este cara y en mi...

No no? She let her hand drop back down to her side as she tilted her head at him and leaned forward slightly. She waited for some time without a word, catching the phrase that told her to keep quiet. Well she was pretty sure it had something to do with being quiet, as they always just repeated it when she would start again. Harper folded her arms, staring at him with an almost bored expression as he spoke again, mulling over his words. "¿No estás bien? ¿Estás mal?" She asked, trying to make out his thoughts. But really it was even harder than interperating his words. Which was really just sad. He looked confused. At least she was pretty sure that was confusion, but she was beginning to think his face always looked like that. Was he always confused? She looked around as well, her right eye brow raised as she searched for the source of this newest strange action. "¿Qué estás buscando? Mmm... You... search por alguien? Alguien... person?" She tried, her mind shuffling through the pile of english words and meanings. She really needed that english book they had been making her practice with...

[party-chan]

Lauren
'Well guess my luck!' he thought to himself sarcastically, 'I left that blonde boy just to be led to my doom again? wow this is just amazing'. Lauren could just punch himself right now. He left the blonde boy earlier to avoid any conflict in the mage district and here he is headed there! It was immpossible for Lauren to be able to hide from the mages of that area. He was a member of a gang of magicians.A considerably in-famous one at that. Even more so that he was a core member AND a famous thief. His luck today was terrible. He couyld just leave, but then he was supposed to be their guide. He took a moment to reply and said, "Upper town huh, haven't been there in ages! mostly rich people go there so I don't usually hang around there. If they see you wearing messy clothes, the people will instantly give you this disgusted face. That's why I hate that part of town."


((my creativity is leaving me @___@))

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Neil~
"Hu-wha-?" He forced himself to focus on Harper. "Searching for a person? No, I don't think so... Uh. Do you understand that? Probably not..." Neil hadn't given the stranger time to think, let alone reply. The drunk man seemed to be slipping in and out of consciousness, even though he was still standing. Just how smashed did this guy get?
"Well..." Neil glanced up suddenly, whether at his hat or the sky was unknown. Another solemn look crossed his face. "I suppose I am kind of looking for someone."


Ezra~
This boy sure wanted to avoid the Mage district. Ezra didn't care whether or not people judged his appearance. He was a Mage. He could find a job.

((Creativity? What's that?! .0.))

[icykeys]

Edwin had disappeared. (LAZZZYYY RESPONSSSE)

Seth started walking forward. He didn't plan to go too close...just close enough to hear.

[Zoe-Underland]

Zoe let out a small sigh, as she walked around, she needed to go shopping, she muttered under her breath as she walked. "Lets see Suger, and Kane need some food and fresh water, i need to get some fresh food" she muttered as she walked, "Ok i need toilet paper, and some other stuff" she said grinning ever so lightly, as she walked.

[party-chan]

Commoner -
Character Name: Nathan Aurel (A.K.A. Nat )

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Job:he is an inventor who sells his inventions to whoever can buy it

Personality: Nat can pretty much be summed up as an overoptimistic dorky inventor. He loves to invent new contraptions and sees EVERYTHING as inspirtaion to base his new work from. He tends to be scatter brained a lot times and can never focus one thing thing for long because of his short attention span.He also loves pranks and most especially jokes. Corny and dorky jokes are the ones he loves so it's sometimes quite adorable when he laughs at them. He's hyper, optimistic, and child-like in almsot all ways. Even though he tends to be childish, Nat has a heart of gold. He would NEVER turn his back on those that need help and will fight when the time is needed. On his own however he refuses to fight because generally he thinks fighting is scary and he prefers to live thank you. He loves his work and can be pretty annoying at times because of his lack of care for personal space (and common sense). He is extremely passive-aggresive and is quite the push-over. Pretty dorky huh?

Physical Description: Nat has short cherry-red hair with blazing jade eyes. He wears a off-white and disheveled dress shirt along with khaki shorts that reach below his knees. He wears a long brown coat (it resembles a lab coat) that reaches to his shin. He wears dark brown loafers along with them. Even though Nat's eyes are jade, it's almost impossible to see because of his enormous glasses (goggles?) that cover his eyes.Along with his dorky outfit, he carries a big brown messenger bag that looks like it has seen better days. It's brown, patched up and has multiple trinkets attached to it. Inside are multiple books, pens, measuring tools,a satchel of money, numerous amounts of mini inventions and souveneirs from different parts of the globe.

Weapon of Choice: 2 gun like-weapons strapped to his forearm and hidden under his big sleeves. His own inventions that he calls "Prototype 07"

Interesting Details: he carries a really old and messy journal where he keeps drawings of his possible new inventions and some notes.

Natural Abnormality: he has abnormally cherry-red hair and the wirdest of bed-heads.

Pet: he has a brown mink he named "Loki" because of it's mishievous habits.

History: Nat was grew up in an orphanage somewhere outside of Nightingale. His mother left him there when he was a baby so he does't know anything of her. Growing up, Nat was a very optimistic and curious child. He never felt resentment towards his mother for leaving him and never stayed in a negative mood. He often tinkered with many contraptions, experimented on different things, took notes of everything and explored wherever he can reach. His passion for further enlightenment soon became his greatest asset. Because of this however, Nat never talked to any of the other children and was ignored by most. this caused Nat to not grow any common sense when it comes to human interaction (as in personal space, delicasy and others). At a young age of 8, he was already inventing things that could be usefull to anyone. And by the age of 9 his work was discovered by a rich millionaire who then bought his work. After that he became famous for being a genius and was sponsored by many people. at the age of 12 he began travelling the world on his own.He was rich so it was not much of a problem. Now he is currently heading towards Nightingfale to reaserch his new interest: Magic.

Theme Song: Wacky Antics - http://homestuck.bandcamp.com/track/wacky-antics

Quote: "This is magnificent!", "Do not fret! I am a complete ball of focus. Nothing can distract m- oh what is this fine specimen?" , "I am not a coward, I just prioritize self-preservation" , "Can I have a sample of that?"

Other: I should be doing my homework...rainbow motherflippin leopard spots >;]

((who wants to talk to him?? =3=))

[.Coyote]

Tessa Chval

So endless is this thing called time, for all eternity to rhyme, and yet so short the time that is mine.

"Do you have something against rich people?" She asked, giving him a strange look. "My family is rich." Better know what he is dealing with now before he starts mocking those of the privalidged class. "Besides it isn't about your clothing but the way you talk. Speak like them and they will think you are just dirty from traveling and losing your luggage." She explained with a shrug. "I do it all the time. Though I am a cute little girl so it could be different." Tessa... Wasn't one of those girls who thought she was ugly when she wasn't. But she also wasn't the type to care if she was cute or not. Beauty was really kind of wasted on her. So what if she was pretty? She didn't have to look at herself so she didn't care. "Anyway, we are going for magic not for the rich people." She said with a nod. "So no complaining mister. You were going there too, right Ezra? Why are you going?"

Harper

Quizás un día quieres ver más allá este cara y en mi...

"Aye, él es un desastre. ¿Lo que está mal?" He was always contradicting himself. With that realization she may be able to understand his words mroe easily. Just expect them to be always contradictory. Which would end up being wrong sometimes but she had a feeling that wouldn't be too often. This man didn't seem sure of himself at all. Disoriented. Yay for beer. "Sí- Mmmm... Yes? You search, yes o no?" Wow that was almost a real sentence. She was feeling rather proud of herself now. Goodness someone needed to lock him up for a very long time so he could regain his sanity. At least she wanted to believe that truly becoming sober was all he needed.

And yet she had the strangest feeling he might be even worse when he wasn't drunk. Hmm. He officially had more problems than she did. Though she had been rather convinced of that when he speaking lovingly to a hat... "¿Quién? Mmm. What... What person?"

James Chauvalin

A big mess, a sorry mess, welcome to my perfect mess. For the lack of blood I go, will you come enjoy my show?

He pushed a young boy away as he held a sword to a disgusting rodent of a man's neck. The old man cowered against the dark wall pleading for mercy. But there were other officers around. They were all newer and watched him expecting a great feat of justice, not the death of some old man that probably wasn't even guilty for stealing the painting that he was accused for stealing. There was no way this decrepit old being was fast enough to have been able to escape the guards before. If he were all alone it would be one thing, but his little followers couldn't see him kill one man and then bring in the real culprit later. His reputation would be destroyed. He pulled the sword away and handed it back to its owner, a rather excited boy who James was quite sure would quit this job within a month. "It wasn't him." He said with a sigh, moving out of the way as the man stood shakily and moved away as quickly as he could with the young boy. Which wasn't at all fast. He had been right. They all looked to each other in surprise, staring back at him and asking how he knew. It was simple really. He could always tell the guilty from the innocent. He just didn't really care. You know, unless his reputation was in danger. He wanted excitement and all he got was a dud. Great.

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Ezra~
"Magic," He echoed, the single word being his response. The man's voice was really quite disturbing. It was calm, regardless of the situation.
Still, this street urchin better watch his tongue. One false move, and he'd have a pleasant bolt of electricity running through his veins... That, or Ezra would just stab him.


Neil~
Although Neil was kind of asking for the question, he was caught off guard. He pondered for a moment. Then turned around, hands placed firmly on his hips. He was staring, once again, up.
"Someone... Uh..." Neil stopped, choking on the words. "Someone far away..." He let out a slow, inaudible sigh, and frowned. Though, this so-far nameless stranger could only see his back now.


[*Inconspicuously changes Levi's word color*]

Levi~
It was sad, really. A frail, blind boy wandering the streets in such a lowly district. No one suspected that he was actually a Mage. Who would? Levi was a mess.
He cautiously moved his sturdy black cane back and forth, tensing when it bumped something. The boy was able to maneuver the streets easily, though, because many of the commoners avoided him. He inhaled, grimacing at the scent. Normally, fresh rain would smell good. But not when the aroma was a mix between that, wet garbage, alcohol, and mud... There were almost no living plants to add a crispness to the air. It was all just...

Disgusting...


((.0. Accepted. Nat = A boss))

(((EDIT: I keep forgetting to change the size. >U)))

[zippyzoo77]

Mage
Character Name: Alpha Torini
Gender: female
Age: 23
Job: She usually works at home, creating and selling blown glass ornaments and other decorative glass objects.
Element: fire
Physical Description: Alpha is of medium height, approx. 5'5". Her curly hair is long and dark brown, she keeps it tied back in a blue ribbon. Her eyes are a blue/violet color, not purple, but light blue with a hint of purple in them. She is very dark skinned, and only acheived her level of status in the place as she is a mage. Her hands and lower arms are immune to flames and heat, so she can easily work the glass into magnificent shapes without getting burned, however the rest of her is very sensitive to heat, so if she drips hot glass on herself, then she can get rather nasty burns that take longer to heal than normal burns would. She is neither skinny, nor fat, just average weight.
Weapon of Choice: Alpha doesn't really approve of fighting, though if she had to she would fight with a bow and arrows.
Interesting Details: Alpha is a great singer, her soft soprano voice often rings out down the street for everyone to listen to in the evenings. She enjoys running in the mornings.
Natural Abnormality: Nnone, surprisingly enough, she was born normal looking.
Personality: Alpha is relatively reserved, she doesn't speak out much, but enjoys talking once you get to know her. She loves to add color to her glass pieces, and treats each one almost like it is a being of it's own. She finds talking to some people very awkward, especially if they have a crush on her and she knows it.
Pet: Strangely enough, she has a pair of pet bats. Annie and Ardo are small, brown fruit bats that receive excellent care from Alpha. (Annie is female, Ardo is male)
History: Alpha was born in Africa, and brought North when she was 7 years old, as soon as she had been discovered to be a mage. She lived in a home for orphans from age 10-14, after her parents died. When she was fourteen she apprenticed into a glass worker's shop, where she learned the trade that she now earns most of her money with. She tries to keep it a secret that she is a mage, and never lets anyone watch her work.
Theme Song:
Guild/Brotherhood: She isn't in one.
Quote: "Why would I be anything different? No, I'm just a normal person like you are."
Other: rainbow lepoard spots


Commoner
Character Name: Bryan Wells
Gender: male
Age: 26
Job: He is a wood crafter. (He makes furniture out of wood and sells it.)
Personality: Bryan is a solid person, who is always ready to let someone with troubles vent. He is an attentive listener, and always tries to make people feel better. Once a week he holds a dinner for people who are too poor to afford good food, and invites all of them over for some of his famous soup. He loves to cook as well as work with the wood. He loves children, and often invites them to come watch him work. Occasionally, if a child shows great intrest, he will help them make a small piece out of any extra wood he has around. Many people shy away from him at times, because he is very large but he has a strange gentle quality to him, and wouldn't hurt anyone on purpose.
Physical Description: Bryan has soft brown eyes, that can at times be very dark, and at others can be nearly amber in color. When he is upset or troubled they tend toward darker shades, but usually they are a soft medium brown. His hair is plain, a simple medium brown color, with a slightly wavy quality to it. He wears it a bit toward the long side of things, and it comes down to the tops of his ears, and a little bit further in the back (no longer than to the bottoms of his ears). He is tall, and muscular in build with strong shoulders. He looks best in plain clothes, nothing too fancy, and often wears riding clothes. His hands are large and calloused, but strangly they can be very graceful when he plays his fiddle, which though normal sized, it appears small in his hands.
Weapon of Choice: He doesn't like weapons.
Interesting Details: His voice is very low, and sounds a bit gruff at times. He is not at all good at singing, even though his voice is very loud.
Natural Abnormality: Nope, he's just quite large in size.
Pet: He has two orange cats that help keep the mice out of his shop, Calli and Demitry. He also has a large golden retreiver named Tanner.
History: He grew up in hte neighbor hood he is in now, and has never been outside of the city. He likes where he lives, and his shop used to belong to his dad, who passed away two years ago.
Theme Song:
Quote: "Don't worry, I won't tell a soul."
Other: rainbow leopard spots