For All the Wrong Reasons (a dark humor fantasy, accepting)

[Ninya]

[[^Agreed, though since there aren't too many characters around yet, everything is still quite open; bring whatever you'd like. I'm debating if anyone should come to town as a pack, but while that would make sense it might be hard to play unless a few people contributed charas to it at the same time :P Gender is pretty balanced at the moment, though I suppose there are a few more guys than girls.]]

Achen wondered if Crow-demon had heard a word he'd said. He supposed he would have to lock the door on the way out; this thing seemed distractable enough that he might be able to keep it indoors just by making leaving slightly difficult.
"I'll be back a little while later. Stay... Oh, and don't talk to the ghost. He lies. If you see the cat, burn it." With that, Achen turned to leave.

[Paleblood Hunter]

Kyoki pouted as Achen left, muttering something about ghosts and cats. He giggled, poor guy was probably being waaay too superstitious. He smiled, wondering what kind of mischief he could get up to in the house. As soon as Achen left, the room turned a few degrees slower. Kyoki frowned and shivered, pulling his jacket round himself as a ghost floated down from that ceiling, a smirk on its face. It didn't really seem to have a form, just simply a misty figure with a smirk. Not that scary in the first place...

The ghost eyed the newcomer and thought. Interesting, its been a long time since it had visitors. Taking the form of Kyoki(A much more mature version of him), except that his Kyoki-ghost form was more...translucent, he floated up to Kyoki and grinned at him. Kyoki stared in morbid fascination as the ghost transformed, wondering what he had just gotten himself into. Said ghost smirked as he spoke in honey-dulcet tones,"My,my, what an interesting....guest we have here.... Hello there. Cutie~" Kyoki watched the ghost, eyeing him carefully as "Older Kyoki" spoke in honeyed tones, welcoming him. He smiled and grinned back, watching a smile appear on the ghost's face and asked," I'm Kyoki~ Soooo, what's your name?" The ghost frowned at him. His name had been long forgotten. After all, if you'd stayed in this world for a long time. Indeed, ghosts tend to forget their own name. "Hmm... I suppose you can call me anything you want," the ghost thought out aloud, much to Kyoki's excitement. Smiling, he said," I think the name Shōshitsu fits you best~" The gho-No, Shoshitsu smiled, unnervingly. Trust this demonic being to name him as " Disappearance" unknowingly. Heh, this was going to be fun. Smiling a bit too innocently, Shoshitsu reached out and patted Kyoki's wings gently, the icy coldness of his body contrasted in comparison to a demon's blood. He didn't miss the slight tremble as he patted his wings.

Kyoki pouted and slapped the ghost's hand away from his beloved wing and smoothed down the feathers. Taking a more comfortable sitting position, he started grooming his wings, rather unashamedly in-front of a ghost.

[daices.]

One last question; would the forms have to be extremely elaborate? Like, fancy cursive and watnot?))

[Paleblood Hunter]

((Not really, it actually depends on whether you want to be fanciful or not(it wouldn't really make much of a difference~ ))

[daices.]

.:At first glance.:

Username:
nightwolf2982
Character name:
"Hello, I'm Mia Betelloni. Mia stands for Mia, and Betelloni is Italian. If that still doesn't ring a bell, I'm Italian. No? still No? Well, I'm not explaining farther; you're on your own."
Gender:
"Ahem... well, aren't we in completely not awkward territory? I'm a female, the extraterrestrial race that seems to be stereotyped to like the color pink. Cant you tel- Y'know what, don't answer that. I'm not quite sure I'll like the answer."
Age:
"Uh, well, I am 17, as of late, and I'm turning 18 in three months. You'd think that when someone is about to get 'freedom', so to speak, their parents would stop hounding them, but noooo, they keep telling you to do whatever for college, try to get into the Ivy League, and useless things like that. At least now, I have something to work for."
Species:
"Uh, I don't usually answer what 'species' I am, cause that just seems weird, but I will tell you anyways. I am a... weather spirit, so to speak. A storm Maelstrom, which is pretty much the heart, the core of a storm. Actually, not pretty much, it is. Sometimes, we Maelstroms can take shape and form, and go off wooing humans and monsters alike. Then you get second generations like me, but we still have the powers of our weather spirit parents, and some characteristics too."
Appearance(extra):

:.Digging Deeper.:

Personality:
"Oh! This question's easy. I'm very level-headed, and calm, and pretty mellow. I don't really like getting into fights, but I will fight if I have to. I don't like to lie, so I can be a bit blunt and seemingly rude, but I actually mean well. Well, most of the time. I am kind, I guess, but I can be a bit prickly, and I'm really to the point. Basically, I'm just a straightforward person who usually hates no for an answer. I'm also not the bravest person around, but I guess I pull through."
Any tattoos/strange markings?:
"Of course; I have one right above my waist that kind of... well, I guess it brands me as a weather spirit, a Maelstrom. It seems like a whirling mass of blue and black to most people, or some meaningless ink; but I assure, you, when... If you look closer, even though I probably won't give you the chance, You will see the forms of wheather; These are the things that I've seen so far; Storm clouds, lightning, rain, hail, sleet, snow, and of course, the occasional flash of a fellow weather spirit. And this is what you can find in a tattoo about the width of a belt, though it stretches to my back and almost to the nape of my neck; it also branches off onto the edge of my shoulders and winds a bit down my forearm. Some older spirits say that if the tatoo was remoed, we would die... But i try not to think about things like that."
Siblings:
"Ha! None for me, thank you; I hate to think about what a sibling would be like, but sometimtes, I do guess I wish for company. After all, it is a bit hard being the only being that can spontaneously combust if they have too much energy; kind of like a ticking time bomb. If i really did have a sibling, then I guess I would want to have a brother; someone to bicker with, you know? That's probably what I'd wish for."

Parents: "I wish I knew; you see, storm spirits are a bit... wild. Well, more than just a bit. They like to teach "independence" At a young age, so the parents usually abandon you about 2 weeks after you are born; yeah, you heard me right, not even long enough to remember even a bit of their personalities, looks, anything. It's not like I'm bitter about it, but... I sometimes wish I knew them. I have alot of questions prepared."

.:Fully understanding:.

history:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:

Other?

Anything else?: (pets, etc. etc.)

WIP WIP WIP WIP

[Kiinotasha]

(( OOC sorry about the delay, Scarlet I gave you an opening here if you would like it ^^ ))

~Ambrose~

Ambrose nodded to Sammy, crossing his right hand over to his shoulder and giving her a slight bow. “Well meet Samantha, and a stop would be not be a problem. Please lead the way,” he said and stood waiting to follow the shifter to wherever it was that she had put her things. He kept his eyes and ears open as she lead the way looking out for any signs of trouble in whatever form it would come in.
He paused turning to look at a young women that seemed to be at once trying to stop from falling over, and equally trying not to run. It was strange enough behavior that it caught his full attention and he readied himself for whatever it was that she might do. However on the outside he looked completely calm, only slightly worried and curious about what might be wrong with her.

[Paleblood Hunter]

((Hi there Kiino~ XD ))

Getting bored by Kyoki's actions, Shoshitsu floated off, saying something about Achen locking the door so that Kyoki couldn't go anywhere. Kyoki ignored him and took out a fine-feather comb and began to come his feathers down, sighing. Even ghosts enjoyed the feeling of his wings. How creepy... Pouting miserably, he went to the kitchen that he spotted earlier and went to turn on the lights as he entered, hearing a small 'meow' as he did so.

Turning around, he saw nothing but a picture of a black cat hanging on the wall, eyes looking at him with... ravenous eyes? Kyoki shook his head, telling himself it was simply due to his overactive imagination and his hunger. He didn't hear anything about sushi here and sulked, sitting on one of the many chairs in the kitchen, legs on the table as he lent backwards, thinking. There was another soft meow and when he turned around, a little black cat had somehow appeared beside him on the other chair mewing at him, and the cat painting was gone, only the whitish-yellow canvas remained. Kyoki frowned, getting creeped out a little by the cat and the now empty canvas. Hugging the cat towards himself and flying up to another ledge high up near the kitchen chandeliers,placing the cat who was seemingly fearless on his lap, Kyoki thought carefully back on what Achen mentioned about the cat. Never did he notice the cat's green eyes gleamed victorious....Or how they turned red. Blood-red.

[Korra's Left Foot]

It was almost too much now. Misty was more than a patient person, but this was a different matter. Some cheesy line to get someone's attention would be enough. Something like, "Sir, could you help me find my purse?" as she reached out, a helpless look plastered on her face. He appeared flustered at the sudden request, but nodded and took a step into the alley. "Thank you, you don't know how much this means to me." The man began to brush it off as not a problem, but Misty cut him off.

He had no time to react, let alone know what was going on, when the young lady shoved him against one of the walls. A whoosh of air escaped his mouth as the wind was knocked out of him. Misty held him tight against the building as she leaned in close to the man's neck. She paused for a second only to hear the rhythmical drumming of the man's racing heartbeat. Then after what felt like an eternity, Misty fed.

[Ninya]

[[Sorry for the delay, all. Paaaaperssss]]

Achen closed and locked the wooden door behind him as he left the lobby, and noticed that one of his traps in the storage room had caught something. Despite its broken spine, the rat twisted its head around and glared up at him with red eyes, hissing through half-inch fangs. Seemed the cat was at it again. For the hundredth time, Achen regretted turning the monster. He was pretty sure it was creating these vampire rats just to mock him. Kicking the trap under the garage door and following after it, Achen left the building and locked the door behind him. No one would notice the trap before morning, and by then the evidence would be ashes. He relocked the van and headed back towards his bike. He had the sudden feeling that there were more guests in the area than there'd been a few minutes ago. Indeed, the smell of... Frank from the bookstore who has sinus problems wafted down the street. Seemed someone was drinking him. That would not do. Achen got on his motorcycle and headed toward Frank and his blood.


Sammy lead Ambrose to a nearby alley, and excused herself briefly to dart in and shift. She came back out as a bony, 18ish girl with brownish-blonde hair and brown eyes, wearing the jeans and OSU sweatshirt she'd stashed there, and carrying a small backpack. "So, what would you like to check out? There's an okay motel down a couple blocks, and some restaurants a bit further off. 'Been avoiding the east part of town, since there's a weird smell there, but we could check that out I guess."

[Paleblood Hunter]

((Ninya! You're back! Rushes off to write~))

Kyoki faced the cat as he sensed a not-so-pleasant apparition came into view. The cat had grown larger, and was currently weighing down on his lap, causing him to grip onto the ledge or fall off. It now sported red eyes, long saber-teeth and looked like a Saber Toothed tiger from the Ice-Age, except that it had a long whip-like tail that was busily coiling itself around his wings, rendering him flightless. "Um... Nice kitty?" Kyoki asked, hoping that nothing too bad would happen, other than the fact that he was currently being sat on by a cat, a large vampire cat. Oh no, this was not going to end well for sure.

By nature, his crow part was scared of felines, especially the large ones, so Kyoki did nothing more than to use a single hand, pushing weakly at the Saber tooth, knowing that should he fall off by accident, he would be the feathery cushion and break his wings in the process. Whimpering, he felt the feline's rough tongue lick at the side of his neck and hissed in anger as he prepared for the pain of getting bitten. How... disgraceful... Kyoki thought, not daring to yell for the fear of the cat's fangs sinking into his neck and ending him there. He was very,very sensitive at his neck and hated it whenever anyone tried to touch that area.