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

[night freak]

Akemi walked slowly, wencing on every step she took . She heard the trees lefts getting blowed by the wind so she chrouched down to keep as warm as she could when the cold wind hit her. Once the wind hurt her she got pushed over in a puddle of thick and almost frozen mud. Akemi got up and ran to a aly way . She sat down and started crying quitly. She used her hand to pull back her dirty unbrushed hair behind her ear and she noticed her ear was becomeing pointed.

[tide.]

Jordan kept walking, the silence embarrassing her. "So..." she said, trying to bring up some sort of conversation. "Other than the entire 'getting consumed by something else's blood', how's life?" Ouch. She cringed. She was such an idiot. Jordan continued walking, the snow blanketing everything in an eerie calm, an unbreakable silence. The snow was only about two inches now, but the snow still crunched beneath her feet. Street lights lit the way to the cabin, and she was getting colder. She looked up at the sky, and the fairy part of her, which was now probably bigger than the human part, leapt for joy. A full moon was rising in the winter sky. She could slowly feel herself being rejuvenated by the ever-present, glowing full moon. She could almost feel the blood of the creature consuming her coursing through her veins. She could see even now: the veins that used to be purple or red, now partially silver. It would be a horrible day the day the creature finally took over her. For now, hopefully, that day was far away. Jordan shook her head to clear it, and kept walking. She shivered and exhaled shakily. Her breath could be seen in the air, and all those warm yellow lights in the town homes across the street tempted her to just give in and knock on the door with her pleading orphan eyes. "No," she murmured. "Never again." she said, just a bit louder.

[Đɛαŧħғαƀℓɛ]

{{ Sorry been busy. I may only be able to post once or twice a week }}

Jasper's shoulders rose and fell. He continued to walk alongside her and let out a slow, sighing breath. It had emitted a swirly mist from his lips that dissolves almost in an instant. "Nothing really," he answered, "I mean there really isn't anything too look forward to with the next day. We all know what's coming." And in fact they all did, or should. It had been nearly four weeks since he felt that awful liquid slide down his throat. He remembered the feeling in his gut as the blood spread through his stomach and all through his body until it had somehow gotten into his bloodstream. He shivered, the feeling of that moment coming back to him. It wouldn't be long for him. Jasper wouldn't even be slightly surprised if this was his last day with any hint of humanity within him.
He turned his head over his shoulder, looking up at the building he knew all too well. Jasper turned again, now looking straight in front of him as the two neared the old cabin house. He let his head drop, looking down at his feet as he played around with small puddles of melted snow.

"I have to get back soon; he's waiting. I'd ask for you to come but that'd be like asking you to go with me to Hell," he chuckled halfheartedly.

He paused for a moment, his ears lifted up as much as they possibly could under his cap. He could have sworn he heard voices, slightly familiar voices, yet no one he could possibly know was in sight. He shook it off.
"I'll walk you to the cabin first then I'll leave...," he said, quite unsure if he wanted to do what he'd said he'd do.

He wanted to walk her to the log house--if not to kill time then to have someone to talk to--but it was the leaving part that made him uneasy. He didn't want to return, but he had too. There was no other choice for him.

[tide.]

"No," she said quietly. "I'll go." Then she repeated herself, louder this time: "I'll go. If he put this curse on us he can probably get it off. I'm going and I am going to find out where he keeps all the blood, and I'm going to see if there is ANYTHING I can do." She almost instantly regretted it, but she held her place. She was going to kill him, no matter what the cost might be.

[Đɛαŧħғαƀℓɛ]

{{ Friendly bump. Are we the only ones posting aside from the intros? }}

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((I have no idea what to post ))

[tide.]

(We are... Should we make it like 1x1 R.P.? 'Cause everyone seems to have forgotten this one... -.- *counts R.P.er's* I have seven R.P.er's, and only one of them is posting =.=)

[Corky]

(i will post, its just idk where to start..)

[tide.]

(Well it's only been me and one other person role-playing. There isn't a surplus of other scenes to choose from.)

[Đɛαŧħғαƀℓɛ]

{{ Well what I do is I make some way to interact or hey another player hoping they notice my post and reply by my second post. Just have them walk by or see other players? }}