Seeing Stars (New and Accepting!)

[Alpha*]

(Bookmarking, I will make a firm as soon as I can. )

[The Silver Nekogami]

{Alright! Just tell me when it's up! :3}

Lady Aliana (Sarah)
Aliana whistled as she walked Akita, her large black German Shepherd. She was on a scouting mission like usual and was studying the streets for signs of other supernaturals or Amurians. "Come on girl," she said to Akita when she noticed Avalon. The way the girl was concealing herself made Aliana suspicious that she wasn't what she seemed. She began following her at a distance, looking like any other human as she walked.

Avalon continued on her walk to school, red and violet eyes flitting around aimlessly. As she continued her walk, a stray cat padded up, mewing at her.

"Really?" She asked, lifting up the cat and ducking into a nearby alley. "So you found another one of my kind?" More mewing. "I'm glad. The more Amurians there are, the less likely we are to die off." She grinned at the small ball of fluff before her. "Well, thank you friend. Now, I best be on my way. Update me on anything you find!" She waved goodbye to the cat before continuing on the path to her school.

Dallas
Dallas stared at the ground as he walked, not making eye-contact with anyone. After getting his letter he'd been extremely wary of everyone in the city. Maybe it's all a big joke, he thought hopefully. But doubted it.

Kitanji continued his leaping from rooftop to rooftop, at least, until he slipped and went careening down towards the ground. Immediately, the boy did a front flip, extending his tail in the process and landed perfectly on his feet. It was only then he noticed the boy before him. I'm screwed... He thought, flattening his ears against his skull. He attempted to smile, but he had a feeling, that this boy had just seen the whole thing, and that, left him uneasy. Not to mention his ears and tail were still fully out. "Uh... hi?" He tried.

{I'll post for Tora and Fare later.}

[Alpha*]

!~ Forms ~ !

Name: Morag Blight MourningStar (his heavenly name is Morath)

Age: He is an adult but is very innocent, naive so could be classified as a teen/child, looks 19/20

Personality: Funny and smart but he is Always asking questions. Or watching like a creeper ^^, Loyal and agressive, can be rude, prideful and.. well.. dont get him angry. He likes cats.

History: He was 'born' years ago, a faithful companion, the creature has had it hard.. as he was never like the others, human, angel or otherwise. He was always more outspoken, violent even. He was in the human (strictly human) world for many years. Though he keeps his true nature masked so none know what he is. He flies mostly at night. He ran away, and now hides. Has learned to hide his wings under his skin - leaving two jagged, vivid red, ropy scars in their place.Learned to be quiet, he came to earth as a child, his host? was a child. In an orphange, (I'll leave the rest to your brains). He served in the military many times, is now a doctor.

Looks(can be picture or description, whatever floats your boat): He is sorta short - 5'11, 120lbs, dark brown hair, sea-storm blue-green-gray eyes. When he is angry the green becomes more prominant. His hair is dark-brown, almost black with a slight bit of 'life' to it - keeps it in a quirk 98% of the time. His wings are 16' long and about 2' wide, black feathers like a ravens with silvery 'spots' in truth they echo the night skies' stars... of every world, one every ten minutes. Broad of shoulder, narrow of hip, great smile, is usually scruffy, has dimples (keep in mind the Real him is light and such in a 'host' that is described above)

Race: He is an Angel, a Seraph if you will.
Class: Angel, also is a doctor

Crush: I'm open, impress me
Group: He affiliates with both groups, but favors neither.

Other: Nada

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Name: Ammonia Lee StormBringer
Age: 19
Species: Human, but a... gifted... one.
Class: College student? Very powerful.

History: She grew up like a normal kid, except she couldn't touch people. It.. hurt her, and healed them of everything. She wanted a normal life, until she found that she could help people, and if she didn't resist it would not hurt.
Personality: Funny and sweet, she is an art/drama major who believes she is one of a kind, and that one-day someone will find out...
Looks: Ammon is red-haired (curley), green eyed and on the small side. She has freckles and likes to laugh, usually is wearing coveralls and a t-shirt, speckled with paint.

Family: Grandparents, she doesn't see them very often.
Crush: --
Group:The Blades of Twilight.

Other: Ammons' gift is healing, with a simple touch, she is a gifted human.

(please let me know if I need to fix anything, I promise that my rp skills are beyond my forms.)

[The Silver Nekogami]

{Hmm... I have a feeling Castiel influenced him somewhat... Whatever. I'll allow it. Accepted!

Oh, and 'The Princess' meaning..?}

[Alpha*]

(oh, thank you. I used parts of an old form for him, but I believe I've edited it... oh, there is a human now. Yes Castiel did. Thank you.)

[oikawa tooru]

Haruka Miyuki/Kitty | 18 |Neo | Knights of Midnight | Tagged;; {open}

Haru hums softly as he walks down the street, tossing an apple into the air and catching it over and over again. The street was empty other than a few stragglers but he paid them no mind. He made no move to hide his animalistic features in any way, his orange tail swishing behind him in a slow, hypnotic motion. He let's out a bored sigh, wanting someone to bother or something to do. He didn't feel like doing his mission right now anyways

Atsushi Miyamura/Crow | 17 | Angel | Knights of Midnight | Tagged; {open}

Atsushi lounges on a flowery hill just outside of town, his favorite spot to just sit and stare at the sky. The grass here was long and unkempt, long enough to conceal him from view from any unwanted passerby. He smiles softly, watching as they wind pulled a fluffy cloud across the sky slowly and leisurely. This definitely was the best place to relax, no one to bother to him, nice and quiet...

{{Anyone can feel free to bump into either of my characters x3

[The Silver Nekogami]

{Hey Alpha, are they affiliated with any group?

Oh, and I updated the Species and Sides post this morning! Feel free to check it out!}

Kyori walked silently, Katora curled up on his shoulder, looking like a normal, small brown cat. It surprised him when, as continued his aimless walk, he saw a person sprawled out on the hill. It wasn't a common sight to see people around here, quite the opposite really. It was the main reason he went out here. It wasn't busy and it was a good place to train and work with his beasts. He flicked a blonde ear, using it as a silent command for Katora to stay close, no matter what.

[Alpha*]

Morag

The Angel isn't looking where he is going - rather, his nose is in a very thick book and he is humming to himself, one arm holding another bundle of loose-leaf papers, and books (among other things). The side-walk still radiates heat, and the soles of his feet are warm; even though he'd just come from a colder place, the hospital, where he'd just obtained a job. Mor, turns a page and a corner at the same time and then bumps into a stranger - sending his things everywhere and himself onto his rear. "Oh! I'm sorry!" is said in his storm-tones. "I didn't see you there," not that he really cares for appearences, he has never; though the flash of an orange tail... Morag climbs to his knees and begins to pick up what had been dropped.

(i'm off to edit for groups, but is it possible to have mine not affiliated?)

[The Silver Nekogami]

{Yup, some of my characters are, and others as well. It's completely fine. It adds a more realistic aspect to it anyway, since not anyone would be a part of a group}

[oikawa tooru]

Haruka Miyuki/Kitty | 18 |Neo | Knights of Midnight | Tagged;; Morag

Haru catches his apple once again after tossing it up right before he collided with the person. "No worries~" He purrs in a low, charming voice. He smiles a bit before putting the apple in his mouth and bending over to help the man pick up his things. He flicks his ears, his face contorted in concentration at not letting the apple fall from his mouth before he was able to hold it again