Tyro: read my last post, I edited, and pmed you already

and I think acacia and jack aren't here yet, wait for me to go see whats going on with the thread, I've been kinda busy juggling three threads

Ha, I loved your character intro! I want an orange now, haha.

I could write 250 minimum if you like and I haven't received anything.

.....but I sent, Gar! Never mind, what was that bitchy comment about a fag break btw? Against my deepest desire to not tolerate you for that, there is the manner in which your kitsune works, it seems like you put plenty of thought into his abilities and not enough into his history, these guys are supposed to be pretty old, and especially with the Japanese history actual mythical Kitsune work, you should have plenty to work with.

The vampire has bitterness in his past, the magician wonder, the reaper has a tragic past filled with complicated emotions. All of the characters I have accepted are fantastic in every aspect, I am not going to let something meager in when everyone else has worked for a bio that is enjoyable to read. That is niether fair nor tolerable as a mod.

And I'm not so sure you can write a 250 word post every time, go ahead and give me an example of one of your posts

okay guys, going out for a few hours, i'll be back in about 4 hours. Love you all, xD ttyl

Okey dokey. And I have thought about history. I prefer it to be something that's discovered.


With a heavy flop, the bag fell on the bench. With a hollow knock and an echoed tone, the guitar was rested on the side of the bench. With an 'Ahhh, right..' Tyro sat down next to them. He crossed the slightly grubby jeans, only too happy to take a load off his aching feet, bound in black converse. The newspaper rustled open Tyro flicked thorugh. He was going to find a job and he wasn't moving until he had at least three choices. It was imperetive now, desperate even. He can't really phone home without credit. He needed the money to pay for a room for tonight. Or a tent...No! He'd have to pay for the plot of land to put the tent on. Food wouldn't bee too bad. A couple of rabbits or raid a bin if its gets that bad. No problem.

OK, he thought, reaching the job section. Something easy but pays well. Errr...Dishwasher? 7.50 an hour. Maybe...bit dull but work is work. Illusionist for hire? Really? Pah! Childsplay. As long as its something small I could do that. I might not be at 'waking-dream' stage yet but he could probably make flowers appear. OK...No. Not a Garden Centre. Not since I killed the front lawn at my Uncle's. That was an accident. I'll get saked when everything I touch wilts.

Tyro looks over to his guitar in its black canverse case. I could busk, he thought, and even provide my own pyro-technics. He sniggered at his own joke before looking back at the paper. Everything else just looked horrible or didn't pay enough.
"Sod it!" He muttered under his breath at last. "I'll go and try for the dishwasher job and the garden centre place. Then I'll go play in the town. That seems logical." He flicked his rucksack open, shoved the paper in and wrestled it shut. He collected it as he stood, slinging it over a shoulder then gabbed the covered guitar by the neck and carried it with him.

How'd he get in this mess? Miles from home, little money and all alone.
"When I see them, I'll wring their necks." Tyro muttered. He was talking about his former travelling group. They leave him with a telepath and he wakes up again thirty euros short and a week later. At least he couldn't complain that his journey so far hadn't been exciting...

Oh Inari...Hope your having a good giggle. Someone should.

(Why does Tyro have to be ancient? All Kitsune have to start some where? I'd prefer to do an inexperianced one.)

You seem to be rambling, other than that there were only minor mistakes. Like the fact that you need to put thoughts in 'these' and dialog in "these" (your grammar is a bit off, but nothing I'd actually call you on). I'll Alow you on If you tone it down with the mystery past, everyone else in the town doesn't need to know your past, so it isn't like any surprise will be lost. Just make your bio impress me and I'll let you on as the second Kitsune.

Yeah, finally posted in the RP. Sorry about the wait though, long day of classes.

I went ahead and sent Solomon your way, he needs someone to talk too :3

Tyro: You are starting to get on my nerves, just thought I should let you know. I'm not a happy camper at the moment.
Your character does not amaze or excite me. End Of Story. Change it or leave.

Fumeii: Your post is the only thing keeping me happy at this moment *gives cookie* thank goodness for your awsomeness XD

Oh, I sent Libi over there too. Hope that's ok.

Aw, you're not happy?
*gives quick, awkward little hug* :3

Thank you. Now Michael will certainly have an eventful time, hah hah.

Maybe I should break the cookie in half and share it? =DD

You know. Because I'm a giverr~ xDD

Get happier, Skittles ^^ The world is a peaceful place. If you take out all the violence, the wars, and raging politics, you know?

But why would we take out the violence? Without violence theres no fun. I would have gotten myself kiled became a god and bent reality to my will long ago if there wasn't violence in the world.

Here's my profile ^^ I think I rambled a bit on his bio... but oh well. It was fun to write <3 Hope this is ok. Tell me if anything needs to be changed or explained.

Name: Shugo Nakaza
Age: Unknown-Ancient (looks 15)
Human Form: He also wears loose fitting blue jeans and black and red shoes with a similar pattern to his headband.
Kitsune Form: http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs41/f/2009/ ... i_Moon.jpg
Occupation: Student
Race: Kitsune
Bio: Shugo grew up in the darkness of his own mind. He did not know of family, the warmth of his mother's fur, or the strong but caring guidance of his father's voice. Instead, he knew of the cold earth, the harshness of unforgiving winds, and the madness of solitude.
How he was born he did not know, nor did he care when. All he knew was that he was born with brown fur and when he first opened his eyes he was curled up in front of a small, forgotten shrine in an ancient forest. He stayed there, never moving from his spot. He never grew hungry, it was if he drew energy from the sun that shown through the trees onto the shrine. Time was of no concern to him, and he waited patiently, but for what he did not know.
One dawn he awoke to a mysterious discovery, a second tail. He waited longer, for how long he did not know, and was eventually greeted by a third and forth tail. As he grew more tails he slowly began to notice his fur lightening.
On his ninth tail, he left the shrine that had become his home. He did not know why he left, or why he traveled for months only stopping once he was at the very top of a mountain. There, high above the clouds, his golden fur seemed to be brighter than the sun.
After his arrival to the mountain top, he noticed a curious thing. Even though there was nothing to see above the clouds, he could see the world below him perfectly. So, once again, time became nothing to him, he studied the world as humanity thrived.
One evening, in the light of the full moon, he climbed back down the mountain. He had learned so much from his watching and he knew that there was something to life other than solitude. By pure instinct, he took the form of a young male and began traveling from town to town. No one suspected him. After all, he had watched humanity for so long it was impossible for him not to act like a normal human.
During his travels, he arrived in Mayfield by chance. However, he remembered watching the town from the mountain top. Even though he was a perfect actor, he stayed in Mayfield, knowing it was the place where the true him could live peacefully.
Personality: Quiet but far from shy, Shugo is very kind to others and is not afraid to speak his mind.
Extras: Shugo can use the abilities any Kitsune is given once it grows its ninth tail. This includes Fox Fire, Illusions, The Sight, ect.

KuraiRyuu: ACCEPTED C: oodles of joy X3

Fumeii + all who are trying to cheer me up: aww, thanks ^_^ I think I might just be pmsing or something lol

Edit: I'll reply in about 20 minutes, I've gotta go do dishes -_- my family is wasteful *le sigh*

Awwh~ I wasn't here when it started >: Stupid school *glares and shakes fist* Anywho, I'll be posting soon. After I read everyone's posts that is.

Picture
name- Yera Telani Ayeth
age- She looks like 20, but her real age is ‘around 500’; she stopped counting a while ago
occupation- Is the school’s teacher for Biology
race- Lich
bio- Once only a gifted child, Yera studied the secret art of Necromancy; her parents, adept dark necromancers themselves, taught her the ways of the art of life and death since she was old enough. In a time, where most people were afraid of the unknown, the family was moving from place to place; but eventually Inquisition found the family.

Year was too young to considered a threat, but her mother was taken prisoner and after a long ‘interrogation’ found guilty of worshipping the devil and died at a witch’s trial. So Yera learned to keep even more to herself – and study even harder.

As her father was taken to the pyre as well, the girl, by now a young woman, decided, it would be not long until she herself was standing upon burning pyres, cheered and laughed at by a fearful crowd.

So she took the last step a necromancer could take; becoming one of the undead. Since then she has been a Lich, and she never regretted.

Years passed and Yera moved from one place to another, still careful of whom to trust. During the darkest ages of humanity she found herself more than once on the receiving end of torches and pitchforks, even though she tried to lead a secret and ‘normal’ life.

However, finally these times ended and humanity almost seemed to forget about beings like her, making it easier for her. Those were the times when she tried to apply for jobs. Some she liked, some she didn’t still she couldn’t stay in one town longer than a few years, so she had her hopes high when she heard about a special school in an even more special town.

Personality She is a quiet person, but intelligent. It takes a while until she trusts and opens to a person. Though she is adept in the darker arts of magic, she can be a friendly person, however, there is always a slight macabre side to her – like having a skeleton rat deliver special notes to students and teachers alike.

extras- She wears a red necklace, glowing with a faint red light; her phylacterium – and her greatest weakness. If fallen into wrong hands, she owes complete obedience to the holder.

Tsk, tsk! Teacher's shouldn't be wearing such revealing outfits! xD

I can still change it xD Well, it would take a while, seeing that I really hate browsing for pictures, but I think I'll manage.

No need to ! Well, unless Skittles requests for it .. ^^"