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tagged Asmodeus, Thomas, Miyka, Hunter, Natalia

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Catherine had been watching the scene play out with everyone scrambling about and listening to everything anyone was saying, trying to fill themselves with hope. She chuckled when one of the boys said that there were backpacks behind the treeline. Her face contorted into a look of confusion, and she slowly stood, following the two other people into the woods. She was glad that the girl, who she now knows name is Miyka, had introduced herself. She still figured that if they were going to be stuck here, everyone should get to know each other and try to get along with each other. That seemed to be the only way to be successful in her calm and clear mind.
Everyone else seemed so stressed and worried. She didn't know why, because she was never really that stressed out about anything. Well, with the exception of when the seasons change. She was the spring fairy, and she was in charge of making sure that all the flowers and plants bloomed when they were supposed to. She was also close friends with the harvest fairy, so they often worked together to show the farmers of the land that if they didn't plant their crops that spring, there would be no autumn harvest.
She smiled at the memory, before snapping out of it as she heard something from behind the treeline. She continued walking over there, and found a bag with her name on it. She tilted her head to the side, obviously confused. She carefully opened it, in case an iron knife shot out and killed her. But nothing shot out. She was relieved when she found that it was supplies she would most likely need to survive. She smiled happily. "Fresh water...honeysuckle...a few books...a bow and some arrows...and an extra set of clothing. Great! That's pretty much everything..." she said softly to herself. She also found a hair tie at the bottom of the backpack. She smiled, and put her hair up into a ponytail, setting everything back inside the backpack and slinging it over her shoulder. She winced slightly when the bag put pressure on where her wings used to be, the contents poking at it gently.
She returned to the sandy shore where the others were, and sat back on her rock. She was glad there wasn't anything to attack her right inside the forest. That wouldn't have been good, and she probably wouldn't be alive. She set the backpack by her feet, smiling. "Well, is anyone else going to get theirs?" she asked quietly. She absently twirled her auburn red hair around her index finger, a habit of hers for when she was bored or thinking. She didn't really think all that often, so it was mostly when she was bored.
Her grey eyes flitted from face to face, trying to figure out who would be next to go and retrieve their assigned survival kit. She still had no idea why someone would be insane enough to trap a bunch of innocent people on a stranded island, together, tell them that they were in some sort of game, and then give them survival kits that fit their specific needs. How did he even find me in the Moors...? Maleficent and I were just kidding around in the world of men, and I don't remember anyone touching me other than the occasional shove to get out of the way...wow, man really is greedy... she thought to herself, remembering how they had all wanted the power of being king. She shuddered. Then the thought came to her that her wings may be somewhere back in the world of men.

[duckworth]

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♛ ↷↷ ＴＨＯＭＡＳxxxxx

ＡＫＡ Tad, Tommy
ＳＰＥＣＩＥＳ angel
ＰＯＷＥＲＳ empathy, healing, photokinesis
ＦＲＩＥＮＤＳ to be decided
ＥＮＥＭＩＥＳ Natalia
ＣＲＵＳＨＥＳ no one duh

ＴＡＧＳ basically everyone asdjfkl;
ＬＯＣＡＴＩＯＮ like he has a clue
ＭＯＯＤ his metaphorical feathers are ruffled

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ｉｔ ｄｏｅｓ ｎｏｔ ｄｏ ｔｏ ｄｗｅｌｌ ｏｎ ｄｒｅａｍｓ ａｎｄ ｆｏｒｇｅｔ ｔｏ ｌｉｖｅ

indentLooking at the people around him, Thomas recognized the other supernatural beings around him. As an angel, Thomas was rather in touch with his sixth sense, making it easier for him to perceive other magical creatures. The vampire and the filthy demon, he had already found out about. There was the scent of wet dog in the air, or maybe he was just imagining it. Either way, the redheaded lady was a werewolf, no doubt about it. The last boy, Tad was a bit dumbfounded, he had to admit. Only for a few seconds though, because as strange as the sandy-haired male was, Tommy wasn't made an angel for nothing. Shapeshifter. How odd. I have not come across one of those for... centuries, I suppose.
indentThomas had to hold back a sneer when the fairy girl smiled. Sensing her feeling of relief, Tommy didn't share it in the slightest. The only thing he was worried about was the fact that he was trapped in some strange place with a bunch of weird strangers. He felt a strange stir of pity for the tiny fairy, how childlike and short she was compared to the others. When she apologized for her rough, hoarse voice, Thomas shook his head. "No need to apologize, Madam Fairy. I am afraid that all of our voices might be a little bit underused at the moment." Offering the fairy a dry smile, Thomas returned his attention to the note.
indentWalking over to the vampire holding the note, Thomas read it after he was done with it. Baring his teeth in a very un-angel-like manner, Tommy turned to the vampire, his dark gaze narrowed and stormy. "If this... Puppeteer is to be believed, then a date with the lovely Victoria is most likely the last of your worries, Sir Vampire." Taking a breath, Thomas looked around. He heard the vampire continue to speak, listening patiently to the creature's summary of the events that had occurred. It was succinct, and accurate as well. Perhaps this vampire actually has a decent head on his shoulders, Tommy mused to himself, observing the situation curiously. His almost serene train of thought was broken when he heard the vampire refer to him as "glowing kid." "I do beg your pardon, Sir Vampire," Thomas scoffed, crossing his arms over his shoulders. "I am from another time, it is true, but I do have a name. Thomas. You all may call me Thomas, but not 'glowing kid.'"
indentRolling his shoulders, feeling insufferably sore from his battered body and a pounding headache, Thomas let out a snarl underneath his breath when he heard the demon begin to talk. This demon will give me a migraine. Are angels even supposed to receive headaches? How primitive, "I would be the 'bloody useless creature' you are speaking of, Demon. And pardon me if I cannot begin to comprehend what unfathomable sin I committed in order to land myself in this situation with one of your kind."
indentTurning to everyone in general, especially the werewolf and the shapeshifter, Thomas let out a groan, requesting dully, "And could we all please stay in our human forms, at least until we become more accustomed to each other's presence?"
indentTrailing after the others as they all went to pick up their supplies, Thomas opened his own to discover a bible and a spray bottle of holy water. There was also an extra set of clothing, a bottle of regular water, and weirdly enough, a Greek yogurt granola bar. Was I seriously given religious items by this Puppeteer? How crudely predictable, Letting out a heavy sigh, Thomas listened to the werewolf and brought his bag back to the beach. "Did you receive anything of importance, Madam Werewolf?" Giving the lycan a wry smile, Thomas revealed the contents of his own bag to her. "To be honest, I am not entirely sure what sort of protection a bible could offer in this place. And that coming from an angel," Dark humor flitting over his tired face, Thomas aimed a glare at the demon, doing his very best not to use the spray bottle of holy water on her multicolored locks of hair like a new hairspray.

I am a horrible person with a horrible post.
I am so sorry it took me so long to reply.
Tommy's gonna have to spray me with holy water. /shot
In unrelated news, Natalia doesn't get to have a "Madam" in front of her title.
Why is Tommy so cheesy? xD

[gallivant]

Sorry everybody!
I just don't time for this RP, so I'm sorry to say that I'm quitting sorry for any inconvenience this may cause but I simply don't have time for this RP.

Really sorry

~.:Whisper:.

[minervaminor]

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