Hey Admins or Editors can you move the RP post that I did to the Hello, this is… Thread? It would be VERY appreciated. 🙂

Hmmm I don't think we're able to do that. You may need to copy the post and paste the text into a new post under that thread. 

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im reserving a wind charrie. I’m working out his details still so I have to reserve. 🙂

Also apparently my CAPTCHA’s name is…. Nheo! Yay!

Aiyana~

“Yo, kid,” I say, snapping my fingers in front of the guy’s face. “Come back to the real world.”

The boy looks up blankly and blinks once.

“Hmm?”

“Can you hand me the marshmallows?” I ask, pointing to the bag by his feet. “I want to make s’mores “

He blinks again and then gives a little start as if he’s waking up.

“Oh, yeah, sure,” he says, handing me the bag.

“Thanks,” I say, then proceed to tear the bag open. “It’s Owen, right?”

He nods once then looks back at the fire. It’s weird, but from the angle that I’m sitting it almost looks like he has slitted cat eyes.

“You good?” I ask as I pop a marshmallow in my mouth.

He nods again and keeps looking at the fire. He doesn’t look so good, though, more like someone’s just killed his grandma.  

“You sure?” I stab a marshmallow with a skewer and hold it out over the fire.

This time Owen looks up.  

“Does something feel weird to you? Like the atmosphere in the camp. Doesn’t it feel…different?”

I frantically blow on my marshmallow which had just caught fire. The crisis stopped and the marshmallow flame put out, I fix my attention back to Owen.

“Yeah, now that you say it, something does feel a little different. Like something’s off somehow.”

Owen then fixes me with a stare that is both guarded and grave.

“I think something has gone horribly wrong.”

 Okay so I’m confused. Has the camp been isolated yet? Do we have our powers now or were they always with us? 

Name: Zephyrus Thate or 'Z'

Age: 13

Pronouns/gender: male/he/him 

Cabin: Hawk

Personality:Kind, playful and always joking around. Multi-tasker.Jittery, kind of scatterbrained, and random. Often comes in with a totally off-topic comment that makes everyone laugh. 

Appearence: Messy black hair, blue eyes, skinny and tall. pale freckled skin. wears jeans and a plain white or gray T-shirt. 

Power: wind

ships: only with girls

Password: booksrule 

Other: his first and last name are both wind gods from different mythologies XD

Yeah, I noticed that. I also noticed that Zephyr is the god of the (east?) winds.

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Bree~

I hoist my backpack onto my shoulders and walk towards my assigned cabin. The Wolf Cabin, apparently. Fitting for the appearence of my eyes, which I always hide behind my sunglasses. Long story short – my limbal rings (the dark rings around your irises) are especially thick, therefore creating the wolf's piercing stare. My irises themselves are true green, a color rarely seen in wolves' eyes. I gently open the door of the cabin and slip inside.

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Sorry for the short post, got to go. I'll post again later. 

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Bree~

I throw my heavy backpack onto a loft bed next to another kid's loft, mainly because I want to make a friend. He's relaxing in it and gives a start at the sudden appearence of my backpack.

"Sorry!" I step up on the ladder and my head pops into his view. He waves a hand in order to say 'No problem.' and lays back down. A few moments pass before he sits up again.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses inside?" He squints quizzically. I instinctively turn my face away from him. I've climbed up onto the loft bed by then, so he can still see my face a little.

"I'd rather not." He shrugs.

"If it's something about your eyes…" The boy pulls a long stick up from behind the railings and used it to hit a light switch, illuminating our beds. He blinks in the sudden light for a second, but then looked straight at me. I gasp. His pupils are thin and slitted, like a cat's. Tentatively, I reach up to my glasses, but I stay my hand and glance swiftly around the room. Nobody else is in the cabin. I close my eyes and remove the glasses.

"Awww, come on!" The boy's smooth voice rings out in disappointment. "You got me all curious! Open your eyes!" He laughs gently. I look up at him right as my red-brown hair falls from behind my left ear, creating a hot-girl effect. Too bad I'm not hot. I think to myself. I shove the degrading thought aside. The boy gapes at my unusual eyes. "Whoa." He scoots a little bit closer to my bunk. Our beds are separated by about a meter gap, so I don't shy away like I usually would. "Your eyes-they're like a wolf's." I wince a little when he says 'wolf's' and move to put my sunglasses back on. "No!" The boy shoots a hand out to try to keep my sunglasses from my face, and he leans over his railings so he can reach my arm. "Please don't hide it. I like it!" I blush at his words, but he pays no heed. The boy sits back down on his bedding. "Oh! And my name's Owen." I smile a little.

"I'm Bree." I reply. Owen smiles charmingly.

"Pleasure to meet you, Bree.

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Ship set! XD I so exite I forgetted the proper point of grammars. 

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