Astor~

"Astor?" Eve asks.

"Um, yeah?" I reply. 

"You know that girl you were yelling at earlier?"

"That's Grace.  She's my friend, though we don't get a long that well.  Man, I wish Jessy were here.  She'd probably find a way to get back to Sierra," I say, suddenly remembering what the rest of the powered people were thinking. 

"What's Sierra?" Eve asks.

"It's the school my friends and I go to.  You don't have school in your world or whatever?" I reply.

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Hope I got the personality right. 

Elenna~

This place is wierd. No doubt about it. There are tons of people, not all of them looking like they're from this century- or even this world. I wander around the room for a while, looking at the different interesting people. I do a double take when I see someone with wings. Eventually, I realize I'm going to have to talk to someone sooner or later. 

I wish Amara was here, I thought. Then I wouldn't have to interact with other people. I saw two people talking in a corner, and walk over to them. I tap one on the shoulder.

"Hi," I say. "I'm Elenna." They introduce themselves as Mia and Eve, and I ask them about the worlds they came from. Eve says she's from some magical land that has a really cool name, and Mia says she's from the normal world. I feel relieved for a moment, then she proceeds to tell me how she has magic and transported herself to another world. Looks like I'm the only one who has no experience with magic- prior, of course, to coming here.

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Sorry to jump into your conversation, but I everyone is talking, and I need to develop Elenna's social interaction. 

Did y'all see my posts about having to answer all the questions on the table before the characters can leave?

Oooooooooh this look's really good! I would like to join but because I'm lazy, (And also very interested in this) could somebody post a small summary of what has happened so far? All these characters look interesting, and I'll probably take a proper look at all of this, but the summary would still help. Wait, is that actually how you spell summary? WAIT yes no yes I think I got it. I'll just go bak and edit that…..

*click*

There we go. 

Oh, yes, and I will presently post my character. Do not be disturbed. By my character, I mean. =P

Ah, yes, and, uh, hoi everybody, yes, I'm back, maybe you forgot I left =D but I am here! Yay! Or something!

Anyways, this looks good and I will post my character presently. Don't be freaked out if I don't post on Friday or Saturday. Swim meet. (ARGH I'M DOING A 400 FREE HELP ME NO) If you don't know what that is, google it and you will find out! =)

Peace, Love and Pie

-Chinchilla (Wow it feels good to write that) 

Okedokey, Oi'm here again. Okay, so no character sheets….. Mmmm, just like a real book. Okay then, *Flexes fingers* Loit's gert ter werk! (Yes that was on purposely unreadable.)

___________________________________Ahem

Nightshade flew into the bitterly cold night air, relishing the feeling in is wings. He glanced back and saw his best friend, Hemlock, behind him, a sturdy and strong Raven. Nightshade grinned, and then remembered the other Ravens also behind him, Vixen, Mica, Oak and several others.

He remembered he was leading a patrol. He turned back to stare ahead, and surveyed the surroundings. A small leafy forest was below him, brilliant reds and oranges flamingly depicted by the soft light of the moon. There were some bare branches, wich he looked at with gaurded suspicion, Ravens or Crows of the other Clans could be hiding in the shadows there.

"Vixen, Mica, and, er, Sir Oak, could you fly down and check down near the uncovered branches to check for other Clans? Be careful, though, and maybe-" Mica was already sprialling down, unheeding, as usual, his advice. He addressed Oak, the oldest and best trained of this party. "Maybe go back straight to the Central Oak and report back there if you find any other Ravens or Crows, or if you can't find us after you've checked."

Oak nodded and he and Vixen spiralled down after Mica. Nightshade continued flying with the rest of the Ravens. The patrols had been getting more common, and instead of letting Nightshade command on his own-Although he did not enjoy it-he was often sent with one or more of the more mature Ravens who were more skilled in battle. Border strife was not that common, but lately raids had been happening by a different Clan-probably to cowardly to show their name-and the King was getting more worried.

Nightshade sighed. It seemed like he was somehow supposed to handle being Prince (He had been torn away from his blood family and from his Family since he had been chosen as Prince. They're very democratic, these birds, aren't they?) and the responsability of it, while also having to be advised how to do it, wich was more often than not ver unhelpful. When that burdonsome but also strangely attractive responsability was taken away from him and he was treated like a day-old chick, he felt frustrated and caged. 

And those Gauntlets still….. did….. not….. fit…..

Nightshade winced as he remembered the unworn and unliked Prince Gauntlets. They were too big, and he was convinced he looked like an idiot when he wore them, he much rathered his normal, homemade gauntlets with the style of his family, metal tipped at the talons and leather everywhere else except for a round metal guard at the front. 

Supposedly his Prince Gauntlets were supposed to fit when he "Grew into his role as Prince" wich sounded frankly kind of stupid. He sighed, and suddenly-He was falling, the wind -the vortex-something rushing around him, the world a blur of colour

Falling falling falling he had never felt this sensation except once before-no-wait-that's in the future except now the future and past and present were linked in a whirl of colour and memories, of falling through the black pond-the black portal-the small tear in reality the entrance to another world except somehow this was different and- falling down and he had never felt this he had always flown as a bird a Raven a-

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Blackness receeded. Nightshade opened his eyes slightly.

He was on his back on a checkered tree stump. Wait, no, it was some kind of….. soft paper, checkered red and white on whatever served as a table, maybe a tree stump. The lights above him were-There was a canopy above him. Nightshade panicked. It is not an especially pleasant thing to be on the ground on your back as a bird. Birds do not like it on the ground. The ground does not like birds on it. It is a verifiable enmity between them.

As I said, Nightshade panicked. He felt closed in and trapped, the canopy above him was not red and orange and yellow, it was a dull grey. It was like a piece of rock above him, ready to crash down and suffocate him.

He flipped onto hiss front and wildly scrambled up onto his feet, ready to take flight.

He stared around himself.

He was in a building-where did that word come from?-but now he understood what it stood for, and there were more checkered tables around him, with several different people sitting in various poses. There was a human with slightly pointed ears with a slender frame and-wings. Nightshade cocked his head. They were in fine condition, it looked like the human thing had preened them resently. Nightshade stared around more.

There were lots of confused looking people around. Looking at… me. (I'm just gonna switch to first person now)

Great. More….. people…. things….

I clear my throat. It sounds rather pitiful in the resounding silence. Just go with it. Like at the Central tree, where everybody is staring at you waiting for you to make a heroic speech. Yes. Just…. say….. something JUST DO SOMETHING ALREADY THIS IS GETTING REALLY AWKWARD OKAY SO JUST

"Um. Hello. I apologies for my unorthodox, er, entrance, and for my slight moment of…. dioirentation. My name is Nightshade. Hi."

I see a few people faint, and everybody looks more confused. Aaaaand even more people are staring at me. Everyone, in fact. Did I say something strange?

'Um, can you understand me? I- AM-A-RAVEN-I-COME-IN-PEACE-NO-HURT-YOU okay so this is awkward… Uh….. Is this disturbing you in any way? Uh, are you guys okay?" I realise I'm not talking in a princely way. Stupid princleiness.

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Okay, so that's really long, hope I'm not being to controlling or anything-I mean considering how many people have already appeared, a talking Raven isn't that much, right? So, I hope that wasn't pre-emptive on my part-Oh and remember, I will not be posting at all on Friday or Saturday AKA tomorrow or the day after that, so PLEASE don't do too much without me, if that's possible.

See you

-Chinchilla 

Is everybody still here? No? Yes? Maybe? Seriously? If this thing dies immediately after I just tried to join then…. >=( 

Probably everybody is just busy.

Probaby. Hoi Admins, this is just a top. 

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~Grace (not Astor, even though he's my favorite song warrior)

I stomp to a table in the corner, and sit in one of the chairs.  I cross my arms and pout as I watch Astor having a conversation with someone. 

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I can't write any more right now because I literally have 2 minutes… 

Top! PLEASE DON'T DIE ON ME NOW!

Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase…..