. : Every Second : . [OPEN ACCEPTING]

[Zaphod Riker]

((I'll edit my forms accordingly, then! One moment, please :3))

[Zaphod Riker]

((All Done!))

[5SecondsOfSummer]

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I Hope all your Dreams come true, but keep in mind Nightmares are dreams too.
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.:Lachlan Hood:.
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.:Stuck at 19 been around about 19000 years old.:.
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.:Male:.
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.:Lachlan has a very dauntless personality he doesn't seem to know fear. He is a troublemaker always seeming to cause trouble but in a fun way. Lachlan is witty and has can be quite sarcastic but for the most part he is a good guy that is unless you get on his bad side.(sorry for this I will be going back through this I'm just tired):.
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.:WIP?:.
G i f t e d , C r e a t u r e , H u m a n ?
.:Vampire:.
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.:He can take things from your Dreams and Nightmares and control/create illusions of/from them which and can turn into a reality.:.
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.:Lachlan is 6'0 and well built. His hair is dirty blond and his eyes are light brown.:.
A l l e i g a n c e
.:Elpis:.
R a n k
.:High ranking creature?:.
Ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ ｅｌｓｅ?
.:What Lachlan Looks Like:.

[~ Noctis ~]

((Accepted!
Go ahead and start to RP if you wish. I'll have to make a lengthy start, so I'll be doing mine in Microsoft Word.))

[Sehunnie]

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.:Bently:.
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.:1602 He only ages one year every 100 so he looks 16:.
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.:Male:.
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.:he likes to be friends with everyone. Even after a huge war he will go to the opposing side, and ask for peace.:.
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.:He was able to hide his power for many years. That was until things started to go into war, and people we're getting slaughtered:.
G i f t e d , C r e a t u r e , H u m a n ?
.:He is a giant snowy owl griffin.:.
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.:he can breath snow, and shape shift into a massive snowy owl grififn.:.
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.:His human form has light blonde hair, and light green eye's. His griffin form is about 3 stories high, and two buses long.:.
A l l e i g a n c e
.:Elpis:.
R a n k
.:Soldier:.
Ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ ｅｌｓｅ?
.:Nope:.

Did you get this one? Just wondering.

[~ Noctis ~]

He was accepted, I forgot to add him though, i will soon!))

[Sehunnie]

((OK I just wanted to make sure that there wasn't any confusion when we start rping ))

[Zaphod Riker]

Cashile yawns, stretching and grinning as he opened his eyes to the bright sun. He twitches his ears, smiling and looking around the area. Nothing but forest as far as the Neko's eyes could see. He looks behind him, seeing Glacé spawled across the floor. "Ah, my winged companion rests still... Perhaps it is time to wake." He says to himself, pawing the winged human and waking him up. "Time to arise, my dear ami. We have to get a move on before nightfall." He says, perking his ears to the birds chirping. Cashile sighs, hopping out of the cave and sitting on a nearby fallen log, frowning slightly and then regaining his grin as he looks around, dropping into a crouch when he sees a rather large crow.

Glacé sits up, pulling his wings to his back and rubbing his eyes, only removing the mask for that short time before replacing it. He hums, yawning slightly. "Yeah, but we can just teleport away... Let me sleep, ami. I'm tired from flying all yesterday." He says, standing and stretching his arms and wings. "I might as well get up, though." He says, and looks down at the neko. "So should we get a move on the land before anybody investigates this den?" He asks, looking around the cave he and Cashile had been sleeping in. "I'll miss this place, just as I miss every place we stay..." He mutters, before noticing his companion had left the cave. "Hey..." He says with a frown, tightening his mask slightly and then walking out of the cave, smiling as he looks at Cashile. He lets out an ear piercing shriek, scaring away the crow and earning a glare from Cashile. "Whoopsie. Stepped on a rock."

Cashile rolls his eyes, sighing as he hopped off the log. "You should be observant of where you lay your feet, Glacé. Or perhaps you can put those wings to good use and hover along the soil instead of walking and upsetting the vibrations of this planet." He says, hopping up to see his friend and watching as Glacé spread his wings, ready to fly. "Yes, that is it, dear companion, but not yet. If we depart on your wings from this location, you might get caught on the foliage of the terrain, or somebody may see us. Those would both be disastrous." He explains, pawing at Glacé's arm as they both laughed and played.

[~ Noctis ~]

Ehgan sat against the wall of his bedroom, toying around with the components of a pulse rifle. He was a bit smart, and knew how to build things. Actually, was the head of the scientists researching the Devastator project. Number one was due for completion any minute now.

This make Ehgan smile, his creation was that of a masterpiece. Bridgette Heathre, daughter of Emilia and Gregory, Deceased, but were two of the greatest Generals in Heildmere’s history. His group kidnapped her, and turned her into the head of the Devastation Force. He made sure she was basically unstoppable. But, since the mind altering tech they were using were prototypes, and were being used on models three and four, they were bound to have difficulties keeping her in check.

But, he had faith in this project, and laughed when he heard boots rushing up the stairs. He knew it was one of the scientists. The secret door behind his bookcase had opened, and he saw him standing there. He smirked, not needing to hear anything come from him. It was time.




Bridgette’s eyes slowly opened, she looked around. Where she was, was pitch black. But then, she began to glow. She began to glow red. Attached to her right hand, was a giant cannon, with two more cannons on her back. There was a mirror, she walked up to it, examining her red glowing self. “Who am I?” Was the first question she asked. Suddenly, she heard a loud humming noise, the mirror seeming to sink into the ground, but actually, she was rising.

A hatch opened up above her, around the hatch, stood soldiers, a lot of them, with anti-tank rifles pointed directly at her. She tilted her head to the side, a bit confused. When she reached the top, whatever she was on stopped. The soldiers all backed up, when she saw a man in a shirt and vest walk up to her. She kept her eyes on him, allowing her table to wag back and forth.

“Hello, Bridgette. It’s nice to see you. My name, is Eghan, I’m what you might call your ‘father’. You see, I created you, in order to follow my commands. Ehgan told her.

“I’m to do what you say?” She asked, still a bit puzzled by this turn of events.

Ehgan all but nodded, a sly/cocky smirk imprinted on his face. “Yes, everything that I say. Now, It’s time for your first task. Your sisters will join you shortly.”

She nodded, sitting down on the hatch, awaiting her first order. “What do you want me to do, daddy?” She asked, hoping to please him.

“I want you to kill all of these soldiers.”


Sameria lay out in the light of the moon. The sun didn’t bother her but she preferred the night to the day. She sighed in content, having already successfully infiltrated Heildmere and fed off of a group of soldiers. However, she caught a glimpse of something, a bit closer to the center of the city.

It seemed as though there was some sort of special experiments going on. She saw three girls take into a building, all on rolling tables. One of them however, was barely into her teenage years from the looks that she saw.

“I wonder if they’re making more gifted.” She mused in a light voice only she could here. All around her was tranquil, silent. There was a group of Demon sentries that guarded the main gate, and most of the important buildings, Including the Dragon Center, where the Lord and Lordess and Advisor Generals and High Ranking Creatures resided, and all the meetings took place.

S,am however. Never liked to stay in there longer than needed, and often took her rests in trees or clearings in Elpis Territory. She was well respected by the people, for she was quite nice and cheerful most of the time. Often acting like an immature child. Her eyes took a close, and she drifted off under the light of the moon.

[Zaphod Riker]

Glacé has taken to the skies, flying overhead as he held Cashile by his arms. Though the neko could defy gravity and walk in midair, he was nowhere near as fast as Glacé's wings. He looks down, frowning behind the mask as he sees Heildmere. "We should probably go low, or we might be seen by somebody in there... You've heard the stories, right, Cashile?" Glacé asks, looking down at the boy he carried so gingerly. "Yes, I have heard the stories. I do not wish it either, so let us descend and walk for now." Cashile answers, smiling as Glacé lowered to the ground.