Fantasy RP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Fantasy RP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fantasy RP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Here's my bio.

Name: Jaylena (Jay)

 

Age: 17

 

Appearance: short black hair, bright blue eyes, light skin, about 5" 7' in height.

 

Personality: quiet and kind, but slightly stubborn.

 

Species: shapeshifter.

 

Other: lives with her grandparents, because her parents died when she was 3. Her grandparents, (her father's adopted parents) don't know that her mom and dad were shape-shifters, or that Jaylena is one. 

 

Please join!!!!!! :D 

submitted by Jay, 17 (actually 12)
(July 26, 2011 - 12:53 pm)

@ Sylvia: I think it's pretty good. I don't really understand who/what your character is though; did you mean for it to be mysterious? :)

submitted by Jay
(July 31, 2011 - 3:09 pm)

Here's my character's bio:

Name: Korin

Age: 13

Species: Fader (can become invisible and make other people and thing invisible, can also fly and make other things and people fly, that's why Faders don't make any sound) if that's okay...otherwise she'll be a shapeshifter.

Appearance: Long, smooth black hair, green eyes, tall and slender, wears long, flowing dresses, looks older than she really is.

Personality: Shy and quiet, doesn't talk much, smart, sometimes mysterious, often spies on others.

Other: Lives in the Fader Community in the middle of the woods which is completely invisible and noiseless and has a population of about one hundred people, lives with her father (Josiah), mother (Kara), 11 year old sister (Kailin), and 14 year old brother (Jeremiah). They are all Faders. Her best friend, Julian, lives in the Fader community. Julian is an orphan, so she lives with her aunt and uncle. The girls are best friends.

 

I'll be gone for about a week, so I won't be able to post for a while, but I'll post when I get back!

submitted by Princess P.
(July 31, 2011 - 2:24 pm)

A witch named Sylvia who lives in a forest. She isn't evil, she's  just very secretive and... temperamental. 

submitted by Sylvia, age 16
(July 31, 2011 - 6:24 pm)

@Princess P: I love the Fader idea. :D

This post is a few hours after the first one 

//Jay//

 

"Jaylena! There's a young man here to see you!" Granny called up the stairs to me. Her tone says that she doesn't like whoever's at the door.

"Coming Granny!" I called. I finished brushing my hair and ran down the stairs. The boy standing in the door can't have been more than 15 and I had never seen him in my life, but he acted like we were the best of friends.

"Hi, Jay!" he grinned. I narrowed my eyes at him. I was about to ask him how in the heck he knew my name, but he didn't give me a chance. "I'm here to finish our science project from Ms. Parkins." There was something familiar about his eyes for some reason, and my science teacher's name is Ms. Parkins, but I had never ever seen this boy at school, or anywhere else for that matter. "Can we go upstairs? I have the essay in my backpack. I just need your help with the end," he continued. He glanced at Granny, clearly asking if we can speak in privacy.

"Sure....Kyle!" I said, making up a name on the spot to make it seem to Granny like I knew the boy. Against my better judgment, I led 'Kyle' upstairs and shut the door to my room.

"Are you sure the old lady won't listen in?" he asked me warily.

"No. Granny's not that kind of person," I said, glaring at the stranger. Then, surprisingly, he started to change. He got taller, his blond hair grew to almost shoulder length and darkened to chocolate brown. His face lost its childlike qualities, becoming the face of a young adult. His eyes, previously green, turned the same color as his hair, a dark brown.

Taken by surprise, I uttered a short shriek, and took a step back. In my haste I knocked over the chair that sat in front of my desk. The stranger ran over to me and put his hand over my mouth before I could scream again. I struggled, but he grabbed my arms and held me still.

"Please, let me explain," he said, and I stopped struggling. "I'm going to let go now, please don't run....or scream," he added quickly. He released me, and I took a deep breath to compose myself.

"You're a shifter." I stated the obvious.

"Yes." He confirmed the obvious.

"But, how are you not tired after altering your human appearance?" I asked incredulously. "I'm always exhausted after doing that."

"Because you focus your energy on the appearance you want, not on the transformation itself; like you're supposed to," the stranger said.

"Ok......how did you know that I was a shifter?" I asked suspiciously.

"The cat told me." He transformed into a perfect image of Samson.

"Now that's just creepy," I said. "And Samson told you I was a shifter? I hate cats even more now."

"Yes, I'm not that fond of felines either," the man said as he changed back. "I have a lot of Frater Lupus (Brother Wolf) in me."

"That's nice. Goodbye!" I went to open the door and show him the way out, but he grabbed my arm again.

"Wait!" he said. "I haven't even introduced myself yet. My name is Renold."

"Nice to meet you." I said sarcastically.

"We've met before," he said.

"Uh, no, we haven't. I don't go to weirdo conventions." I glared at him again, and he glared back.

"I was there when your parents were killed," he said quietly. That caught my attention.

"My parents died in a fire," I told him matter-of-factly.

"That's what we told the humans. We couldn't very well have told them the truth, could we?"

"And what exactly is the truth?" I asked Renold, angry now.

"Narglez had them executed," he whispered.

"Who?" I asked.

"I'll start at the beginning," he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "This is a long story."

submitted by Jay, age 17
(July 31, 2011 - 7:55 pm)

SYLVIA, DON'T IMPERSONATE ME!

Anyway, this is a great idea. I'll join.

Name: Carol

Species: shape shifter 

Personality: daring and... I can't really think of anything else

Appearance: long brown hair, gray eyes, tanned skin

Other: lives in a small village with her parents, also shapeshifters.  

submitted by Tiffany W., age 10, Nashville, TN
(August 1, 2011 - 5:08 pm)

Wait, so Sylvia and Tiffany W. are not the same person? I'm confused now.

submitted by Jay
(August 1, 2011 - 5:51 pm)

Sylvia pretended that her character and I are the same person. I didn't post on this thread until I posted my bio that calls me Craol.

submitted by Tiffany W., age 10, Nashville, TN
(August 1, 2011 - 7:15 pm)

OK.

submitted by Jay
(August 1, 2011 - 8:43 pm)

TOP!!!!!!!!!

submitted by Tiffany W., age 10, Nashville, TN
(August 3, 2011 - 5:29 pm)

TOP TOPO TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP!!!!

Where the cherries is everyone?????????

Pleesasse post, somebody. 

submitted by Tiffany W., age 10, Nashville, TN
(August 3, 2011 - 7:12 pm)

I'll join.

Bio:

Name: Fiera

Age: 16

 

Appearance: short, dark brown hair to her waist 

Personality: quiet, has a temper 

Species: demon (if you've read Hex Hall/Demonglass, you know what I'm talking about)

 

First post:

 

 

Fiera~

 

Must control my powers.  Must control my powers.  It's kind of become my mantra ever since I figured out I wasn't the witch they said I was.  I shoot Narglez with a beam of fire.  He flinches, but doesn't look hurt.  "Nice try," he says.  He snaps and sends me back to my dungeon cell.  Since my parents died, he has kept me in it, and fed me lies about being a powerful witch.  He hoped if I used my powers enough, I would go corrupt and be his assistant demon.  I finally learned the truth.  Now, I spend every waking moment trying to get out.  The thing is, until I get demonglass, I can only get past Narglez's guards, not Narglez.  I sigh and repeat my mantra in my head as I burn a hole in the wall.

submitted by Analesia, age 13, just being awesome
(August 4, 2011 - 2:37 pm)

Where is Jay???????

 

submitted by Carol
(August 4, 2011 - 5:50 pm)

I'm right here. :) I haven't been able to post because we've been so busy here at home. Sorry.

I will post what Renold said to me after breakfast and shower. :)

So I will be back in about 2 hours, after I eat and get all ready. 

submitted by Jay
(August 5, 2011 - 8:30 am)

Sorry I didn't post earlier like I said I would, but I got caught up with other stuff, then I had to go shopping for school uniform clothes. :P This post begins with what Renold said to my character:

"About 20 years ago, your parents joined Filii Lunae, (Children of the Moon) a secret organization of Shifters. Almost three years later, they were chosen to go on a very dangerous mission into Narglez the demon's hideout. They accepted it, and soon had been placed in the midst of Narglez's minions, pretending to be the demon's helpers. But only five months later, they were caught, and put to death. Narglez was going to kill you as well, because he had found you when your parents were exposed. They had hidden you with another member of Filii Lunae, but Narglez hunted you down and was going to destroy you. But we found you, and someone from our rescue team saved you from the creature that Narglez was going to have kill you."

Renold stopped, his story finished, and I whistled.

"Wow. You really know how to talk a lot," I said, standing up from where I was sitting on the edge of my bed. "But why did I need to know all this now? Why not when I 'come of age' or whatever, like in the movies? Why not before, when I was younger?"

"Because we couldn't find you until now. Only the Elders of Filii Lunae knew where you had been hidden from Narglez, and they have all died. They were very, very old, even before you were born they were senile. The youngest of them died four years ago at the age of 96. So last year when we heard that Narglez was hunting Shifters again, we had to try and find you. Please, it's not safe for you to be here anymore, you must come with me to our headquarters before that demon finds you!" Renold stood up as well, and gestured toward the door, trying to get me to go with him.

"Fine, but Granny isn't going to like it, and if I find out you're using me in any way, or that this is all just some scam or kidnapping or anything like that, I will leave, and I will leave you injured on the ground." I tried to sound threatening.

"Fine by me." Renold transformed back into a sandy-haired 15 year old, and we went downstairs to the kitchen, where Grampy was sanding a birdhouse that he had just finished building the previous night.

"Where's Granny?" I asked him.

"The neighbor's house. Samson jumped over the fence and bothered their little dog again."

"Oh. Tell her I'm at a friend's house, and if she asks which friend, tell her....a girl from my history class."

"Who's house will you be at?" Grampy glanced suspiciously at Renold.

"I will be at Sarah and Kyle's house, and I'll probably go shopping with Sarah."

"Who's Sarah?"

"Kyle's sister." I pointed to Renold/Kyle.

"Alright. Bye, Jay."

"Bye, Grampy." I ran out the door, Renold right behind me. He led me around the corner, where a small grey Toyota sat. He opened the door, and I got in, not noticing the man already in the driver's seat until Renold had already slid in beside me and locked the doors.

Renold grabbed my arms tightly and tied them behind my back with a large bandana that had been sitting on the seat. I started to scream, but he stuffed a wet, chemically-smelling rag in my mouth. Whatever was on the rag made me feel dizzy, and soon everything was fading to black. All I heard was Renold's voice saying:

"We got her. Let's get out of here."

THE END!!!!!! :D

OK, so, no, Renold does not work for Narglez, everything he told Jay was true, although she won't trust him or find that out for a while. The kidnapping is just a test set up by Filii Lunae to see if she could handle living with them pretty much as a spy. The test will continue when she wakes up.

submitted by Jay
(August 5, 2011 - 7:32 pm)

I sit and read a book, bored. I know that the shifter headquarters isn't a great adventure for children like me, but I just can't sit still. The girl that I've heard so much about, Jaylena was her name I think, will be arriving soon. I just can't wait to meet her. But I'll have to wait for her to pass the test thingie as well. Bother.

I know that this isn't supposed to be fun and exiting. I'm just too impatient. I wish I was an adult, who can actually DO things. I'm so bored.  

submitted by Carol, age 15
(August 5, 2011 - 8:56 pm)