Change (Fantasy R.P.- Open, in NEED of MEMERS)

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He had finally caught up with her. Feeling rather good about moving his legs further than walking, Jasper came beside her with a smile that faded as he notice her becoming uneasy. He was ready to help her out but it seemed that she had gotten control over it and was back into her normal state, or as normal as one could be with an alien blood coursing through your veins. He place a hand on her shoulder, just to make sure that she would not sway or anything of the sort. "Hey," he said finally, "you okay there?" He paused for a second before adding, "Jordan, right?" He knew inside that what she just went through, even if for a second, was defiantly not okay. Still, he asked, for it was the only mundane question he could think to bring up at the time. He looked ahead and saw where she had intended to go. Ironic, he thought, that he had just left the cabin, yet she was on her way to it and the two crossed paths outside the dark room. He gave a slight push, not enough to influence her steps but enough for her to have felt his hand pushed against her back, more or less. "Come on, I think we got to get you somewhere to sit," he suggested.

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Kiyomi stood up in the ally way, she brushed her light blonde hair out of her rather dull purple eyes. Kiyomi's eyes has been slowly changing from blue to red, one day at a time. She was sick of living in a ally way, scared of what was going to happen next, scared of making new friends, scared of falling in love, scared of who or rather what she was becoming.
Kiyomi gulped, she walked out of the ally way slowly, glancing up at the skies, she begun to walk absent-mindedly, to where though, Kiyomi didn't even know. She just wants to wake up from this twisted dream, even though in fall sense, Kiyomi knew it was reality, she just didn't want to believe it, not yet at least. She grabbed her stomach lightly as it growled, even at this time, Kiyomi has gone off normal food, and yet, she hates the sight of blood. She lightly bit her bottom lip, her pointy teeth which are now fangs drew some blood, her eyes lit up ever so slightly, flashing read as Kiyomi thought there might be a cure, somewhere out there, she might become human once again.
Kiyomi's eyes narrowed at a small cabin in the distance, she stopped walking and stood still as she watched it, seeing if anyone went there, or left.

[tide.]

'Yeah,' she replied. 'Jordan.' 'And a place to sit sounds great, thanks.' She smiled warmly and followed the boy. She could feel her wings aching to be fully extended. 'Uhn...' She kept walking, but she felt the pain increase by the second. And, with that, she could tell that it might be only days before these creatures took over her- completely.

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Name- Raine
Nickname- None
Gender- female
Age-8
Blood- Valkyrie
Personality- I'll RP it out.
History- For the first four years of her life, she lived with her father. Her mother had passed away giving birth to her. Sadly, her dear father died in a car crash taking her to school, and was killed instantly. Raine was taken to the hospital with six broken ribs, but healed remarkably well. After that, she was supposed to be taken to the orphanage, but she never got there. She has no memory of what happened while she was being taken to the orphanage, but she knows that she never reached it.
Looks- Raine is white with long, auburn hair. She has green eyes and a pair of teal, ethereal wings. Very few humans can see these wings, but those who do can see that they act much like the surface of the sun. These wings can keep her aloft. She still wears the green t-shirt and blue jeans she wore when she was promised a better life. She is reluctant to change for some reason.
Other- Staplers are...dangerous?
Extra- Valkyries were battle maidens from Norse mythology that took the vanquished to their rightful place. They appeared later as well, sometimes with wings.

Name- Shane
Nickname- None
Gender- male
Age- 12
Blood- naga
Personality- Sorry, but I think I'll RP this out.
History- He grew up on the streets and treated a black cat, which he called "Blackie", as his pet.
Looks- He's a lot younger, though, and likes to wear red. He doesn't have the rattle.
Other- Staplers were used to destroy my old LA teacher's room.
Extra-

[tide.]

(Very original, accepted ^^)

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(Can we start..?)

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(Can we start..?)

Did you post a form and get accepted?
Scratch that, if you were then, yeah we've started already, but not by far.

[tide.]

'Yeah,' she replied. 'Jordan.' 'And a place to sit sounds great, thanks.' She smiled warmly and followed the boy. She could feel her wings aching to be fully extended. 'Uhn...' She kept walking, but she felt the pain increase by the second. And, with that, she could tell that it might be only days before these creatures took over her- completely.

(Up there is just the last post incase you want to reply )

(Recap: Jasper and Jordan have just met for the first time since the King in Black, and Jasper is leading Jordan to the nearby safe house. Kiyomi is in the alleyway that Jordan has just passed and is now watching to see if anyone to go to the safe house.)

[*Skylar The Plant*]

Skylar let out a quiet sigh, her leaf green eyes narrowed slightly and she pressed herself to the wall of a large muck coloured dumpster. It's rank stench would clearly hide her smell, and she hid in the dark shadows beside it. So unless someone was actually looking carefully there. They would not see her. She let out a small sigh and narrowed her eyes even more. She let out a small sigh and brushed her fingers through her long curled black and green hair. She shivered slightly and drew the tench coat she wore tighter around her and let out a small cough.

Skylar let out a small worried whine after her sneeze as her arm started to fade for a second and she shaked her arm and she rematerialized her arm and stared at it worriedly. She was becoming more and more spirit like with each day. Her green eyes narrowed, she had looked in a puddle last night and was relieved to see her eyes were still the same brilliant leaf green they had always been. She sighed slightly and stared at the wall opposite her. "I'm sick of having to live like this" She whispered, her voice cracked and raspy from not talking for so long. She scowled angrily at her dry voice, hating that she hadn't talked for so long. She usually had a very soft singsong voice. She crossed her legs and looked around the alleyway she was in. She wondered if there were anyother people around here that were like her.

Skylar began to imagine things, it was basically the only thing that kept her sane when she had no one to talk to. She imagined her had friends, and that her family was back alive. Oh and that she was tall, she was very ticked off at being as short as a small ten year old. She stood only four and a half feet off the ground, not to mention she looked like a bit of a goth. So that didn't help her make friends and not be considered odd at all. She slowly stretched her arms out in front of her and yawned loudly, her green eyes tearing up slightly and she blinked a few times and then relaxed against the side of the dumpster slightly and blinked a few times and raised her arm, she narrowed her eyes at her arm and slowly made it turn into mist, and then made it turned it back into an arm and she smiled slightly, but she also wasn't too fond of becoming a Spirit which would have to suck out peoples's souls to live.

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Chase walked slowly around a couple of normal people who were talking and looking happy. His one blue eye was directed at the ground, it looked blank and staring, his pale lips were turned down in a sad frown and blood slowly dripped from his eye under the bandages, it stung and had started bleeding again. Which wasn't unusual for it to do, since it was a very serious wound. He sighed sadly and raised his head slightly and took a deep breath and brushed his bright orange hair out of his face and stopped walking for a second.

Chase liften one of his hands and stared at it blankly, hating what he was becoming, he was becoming a blood thirsty monster. A demon. He already hd wings, which he had hidden and he had just finished killing a young man for the hell of it. He sighed, regretting it terribly. He hadn't even meant to do it. All he had been doing was going to ask him where the restroom was, but had just ended up going mad and killing him. He narrowed his blue eye angrily and he let out a small spitting sound and then kept walking quickly, trying to get away from all the innocent people around him so he wouldn't have to kill them like he had killed a few others. He put his hands in side his pockets and narrowed his eyes angrily and brushed his fingers through his hair yet again.

"I hate you, so much" He said to himself, his deep voice ringing with dead hatred. His sky blue eyes narrowed slightly and he clenched his jaw and coughed lightly and wiped some blood from his own cheek and grit his teeth. He brushed his fingers through his bright orange eyes.