Spirit RP

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Spirit RP

Spirit RP

So, since my Music Guardians RP doesn't have many people, I thought that I might make a new one in the genre that most of us like. Fantasy! So, we are spirits that can shape shift into an animal. And we have powers. And we must protect our land from evil. Here are the animals you can choose and what power comes with that animal.

Wolf: fire

Fox: wind (mine!)

Bear: rocks

Panther: shadows

Unicorn: water

Deer: plants

Lion: light 

Charrie sheet go!

Name: Aria

Spirit of: wind

Animal: Fox

Appearance: (just letting you know, this is Native American style with variations) brown hair in two extremely low ponytails. Brown eyes. Pale. Wears a blue, red, and orange skirt. A blue and orange shirt. An orange headband with a with feather in the back. Has a belt holding a hilt for a small knife. She has a blue streak of paint going across her eyes.

Personality: Calm, playful, kind. Loves to run through the mountains. (You'll find our the rest during the RP.).

Animal appearance: red fur, white muzzle, wears a necklace of shells, has same blue paint across her face.

Okay........... Go! 

submitted by Lindsey R
(October 9, 2015 - 11:25 am)

You may.

submitted by Lindsey R
(November 5, 2015 - 8:25 pm)

Woohoo! Here goes!

Eo~

I sit cross legged on the floor of my hut, hands palm up on my thighs. I close my eyes and envision the day when I first learned to create light...

Eo, a stocky young lion-boy, stood determinedly in the center of the lion children. He had told them that he could create light in his fingertips, when none had learned yet. Sweat ran off his forehead as he stared at his hand, envisioning light pooling in it with all his might. He kept at it until slowly...slowly... A bright blast of light lit up the gathering and a sphere of the stuff sat in his hand. He worked at it with his fingers until it formen some crude club. The cubs cheered.

I remember that day, when I first felt the sensation of light trickling through my fingers, the gentle warmth flooding through me. I do it now, with not so much concentration. I craft the orb of light into a sword, swinging it and standing up as there's a knock on my door......

~To be continued~ 

submitted by Scylla, age 11, San Diego, CA
(November 5, 2015 - 9:56 pm)

Will you make me at the door? Can you make it me?

submitted by Juliet, age 11, Encinitas,CA
(November 5, 2015 - 11:52 pm)

Top this baby!!!!

submitted by Juliet, age 11, Encinitas, CA
(November 6, 2015 - 7:01 pm)

Or I can just write it myself. I've started doing that.

submitted by Juliet, age 11, encinitas,CA
(November 6, 2015 - 7:34 pm)

I was actually planning on making it a lion man with a message that leads to you in my next post, and I originally stopped my post because it was time for dinner or something. So I want to continue.

submitted by Scylla
(November 6, 2015 - 7:32 pm)

Sure! I can't wait!

submitted by Juliet, age 11, Encinitas,CA
(November 6, 2015 - 7:54 pm)

Relax, I'm not going on without you, just writing what happens before.

________

Cyangyndendra~

I knew that something was wrong from the moment I
awoke in the morning. The birds weren't as happy as usual. They showed me by
forgetting to sing, "Go-g-g-g-good-mo-or-ni-ng!" I treaded through
the forest, and the grass didn’t look as green and fresh as usual. The shadows
of trees and other ordinary things haunted me, and my animal friends didn’t
greet me. Everything seemed dreary. When I transformed into a human, the
process was so difficult that I fell to the earth.

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is definitely wrong,” I thought to myself.

         Transforming
was always easy and pleasant. The next thing I noticed when I checked my body
after pushing myself to my feet. My nails had a tinge of black fading away
swiftly. I knew only one thing could make that happen.

         Evil.

I raced through the forest, branches wiping my body. I had
to warn the others.

_______

Sorry if my formatting went haywire. I was copying and pasting off of word. 

submitted by Juliet, age 11, Encinitas, CA
(November 6, 2015 - 7:58 pm)

Eo~

I answer the door. It's a messenger. "Come to the gathering circle,  Eo. The king has a message for us." he says. I follow him out of the hut, squeezing my fist around the sword, winking it out. At the gathering circle, a clearing on our star, the king stands in the centre with an unfamiliar young woman standing by. He roars to get our attention. We roar in response. "Lions. This deer-woman claims to have a message. Listen to her words."

The deer-woman looks around at us nervously before announcing, "I am Cyangyndendra of the deer people, spirits of the plants and earth. I have come bearing news. A quest has begun, and it bequests that one of each of the spirit clans unite to seek and destroy an evil in the land. Will one of you step forward to be accepted on the quest?"

A surge of powerful emotion surges through me and I know that it is I who should go on this quest. I step forward. "I, Eo of the lion-people, spirits of light, ask to go on this quest. Accept me and I will serve your cause."

"Very well, Eo. You will go on this quest with Cyangyndendra. Begone with you," the king declares. I shift to lion form and pad to my mother, and whisper goodbyes. I raise my head up high and follow Cyangyndendra to the staircase of light that leads to the earth.

 

I decided something about the lion- people's home. The huts are made out of substantial things like stone  and wood, not light.

submitted by Scylla
(November 6, 2015 - 9:51 pm)

Yay!

Aria~

I sense something strange as I walk through the forest. I head to the outside of a nearby town, transforming into a fox so the humans won't recognize me. Whenever I head to a town in the valley, I hear them talk of me and some other spirits. They say that I and the other spirits are "rulers of the spirits. As if. They also say that I am a calm, majestic being of ultimate power. I wish that were it, but it's not. But this time, they whisper of an ultimate evil shadowing the land. It would definitely explain the strange feeling I've been having for the past few days. I quickly run back the way I came, until I reach an incredibly long stone staircase only the wind people can see. While I'm climbing, I transform back into my spirit form. I reach the floating island of the wind people, with its stone cottages, and a large marble castle in the center. I run through the town towards my towering home.

 

I burst through the marble doors into the entrance hall. My parents are sat upon marble thrones.

" Aria, what is it?"

I catch my breath.

"I heard the humans talk about a great evil. It's covering the land in darkness." 

"Then we must contact our allies immediately."

submitted by Lindsey R
(November 6, 2015 - 11:39 pm)

Lindsey, I thought you said that Spirits just appear. Therefore, they must not have parents, right? That's kind of what I was asking when I asked if they're born or what.

submitted by Juliet, age 11, Encinitas, CA
(November 8, 2015 - 8:58 pm)

Yeah, but then Eo remembered being a kid, soooooooo......... I guess they can be born. The Greek gods were born.

submitted by Lindsey R
(November 9, 2015 - 12:37 am)

Okay!

By the way, does anyone want to take over Chliste the Unicorn? Brookeira's leaving. 

submitted by Juliet, age 11, Encinitas,CA
(November 9, 2015 - 10:42 pm)

Y'know how I made Nalini the unicorn, but then you said that there were only one of each? Could I take her up again? Also, I'm on NaNoWriMo with St. Owl, do you want me to NaNomail her that the RP started?

submitted by Scylla
(November 10, 2015 - 6:49 pm)

Changing it to Nalini is fine with me. The NaNomail thing is fine with me...

submitted by Juliet, age 11, Encinitas,CA
(November 11, 2015 - 12:56 am)