"Scaring people?" Cerise echoed almost with her eyebrow raised in question but also in curiosity as she looked at them with her eyes sparkling a little.
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Those who know me love me. Those who don't know me love me from afar.
Elizabeth grinned mischievously whilst she clapped her hands together. "I'm coming too, right?" she demanded, becoming excited to finally give someone goosebumps.
Post by mango sago on Nov 22, 2015 16:45:09 GMT -5
Kierdan looked on, almost surprised at their interest. Considering that they were always scaring people, he'd expected them to be tired of the sport. "Hm? Oh, really? Alright- you guys can come along, if that's okay with James." He nodded, "We were just going to check- er, the perimeter? People trying to sneak in, we can scare them off." Horns poked out from his hair- he'd already half transformed of pure exdcitement.
"Uh...sure, yeah they can come." James said since he was suprised that they were quite interested in it.
Cerise grinned as she clapped her hands together in excitement, "Let's get going then~"
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
"Gah!" She dug her nails into his shoulder before letting go. Her fangs slunk back in, frustration filling her. "Yoi're so stupid.."
(Sorry for the late reply. I've been busy and wasn't able to post ^^')
He laughed at her frustration, not even flinching from the sting of her nails against his skin. He brushed it off nonchalantly, resting his hands behind his head in a relaxed manner and crossing his legs as he leaned against the wall, watching her with that signature grin of his. He thoroughly enjoyed things like this; provoking others was what he was best at, after all. He laughed at her weak jab at him, shaking his head. "Am I? I'm offended you would say such a thing." He said with mock hurt, his expression twisting into a frown. He held it for a second before he grinned again, laughing to himself. He remained in a sort of half-change, with his fangs out, eyes changed, and skin pale. He didn't feel like fully changing at the moment; maybe later.
It's fine! After all, I think I'm replying late now..)
Rosabella narrowed her eyes at the... the... the unruly boy. "You disgust me.." she spat. She flipped her dark crimson hair behind her shoulder, her eyes sharp and cold. She scanned him, looking for any signs of attack or mischief. His aloofness disturbed her greatly, a small ember now igniting in her eyes.
He chucked at her - again - weak jab at his pride, shaking his head. She had to do better than that to get him riled up, that was for sure. He smiled, watching her scan him over a few times. What she was looking for he didn't know, but he smirked. "Should I pose for the camera, or..?" He trailed off, raising an eyebrow and tilting his head slightly. He didn't move otherwise from his position, leaning relaxedly against the wall.
He was starting to get a little bored with her already; she didn't provide him much of a challenge. However, he had to admit it was fun provoking her. He had no qualms against her challenging him to a fight, or outright coming at him with her fangs bared. No, wait- that was for werewolves, not vampires. What would a good term for vampires be, then? He looked thoughtful, his eyes becoming unfocused as he pondered this. It was almost insulting, actually. He didn't see this girl as enough of a threat to actually pay attention to what she was doing or saying. He smiled a little to himself, but it was empty, at least for the moment.
Last Edit: Nov 22, 2015 23:23:37 GMT -5 by Menagerie
Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Nov 23, 2015 0:13:43 GMT -5
As the other's eyes ventured off to a distance, she struck him. A slap to the face, a bit of her long nails catching at his flesh. Rosa hissed with delight; striking him filled her with pure joy. The ember in her eyes glowed, lighting into a gleeful wildfire.
Kieran clapped his hands joyfully, and, looking as though he was a kindergartener playing superhero, led the way, though quite clearly not knowing where they would check. He knew the building inside and out, like the back of his hand, so he just led them to the most vulnerable places of break-in.. Or most tempting. Somewhere along the way, kindergartener Kierdan disappeared, making way for tour guide Kierdan. "Yes, as you can see on the left..." He began, mocking the general lethargic tour guide, gesturing towards a window. Glancing back at his 'group', he cleared his throat and began again, in an even more monotonous voice.
Celine pressed her fingers together, positioned in front of her mouth. Staring out through the windows, she could see little past her pale reflection. Perhaps it was for the best if she got some stuffed animal- to calm her nerves. Even for the haunted house, it felt all too still. Looking quite frazzled, she made her way carefully down the more secluded hallways, jumpy at any sound. For the past month, she had been trying to break her habit of carrying stuffed animals off hours, but without them she felt odd. Almost, human.
He saw the hand coming at him a second before it hit, pain lacing through his cheek and his head snapping to the side from the slap. Cuts - obviously - were made; three slashes across his left cheek, bits of blood gathering on the wounds. He recovered quickly, luckily, using the momentum he got from her slapping him so hard to spin around completely, raising his leg as he did so. By doing this, he was able to retaliate within a second, his foot hitting her face with more force than she had used to hit him, sending her into the opposite wall with enough force to dent it, and possibly break a few bones if she had been human. His gleeful, excited laughter echoed through the hallways, and he touched the fine wounds with his fingers, licking the blood that stained them. "My my my, aren't you a fiery one!" He commented, grinning.
Last Edit: Nov 23, 2015 0:49:27 GMT -5 by Menagerie
Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Nov 23, 2015 1:17:16 GMT -5
The blow sent her flying into the wall. Her head reeled as she struggled to get up. The force he hit her with was at least 50 times stronger. She spat, blood dripping from a cut on her mout. She licked it as she stood, the world spinning for a moment. A slow smile crept onto her face. Making her way to the boy, she hissed. "I will beat you to a bloody pulp," she promised, the smirk still on her face. Even before she finished the sentence, she sent a blow to his stomach, knocking the breath out of him. Sending a low kick to his groin, she laughed. Jumping back after making contact, she waited.(Menagerie)
Those who know me love me. Those who don't know me love me from afar.
Elizabeth furrowed her eyebrows together in the shape of a v. "Are you a tour guide or something?" she asked sarcastically, taking note on how he said his sentence the first time.
Post by mango sago on Nov 23, 2015 20:08:09 GMT -5
Kierdan rolled his eyes, though in a playful manner, and sighed a loud, startling sigh, remaining strictly in character. "Please, leave all questions until the end of the tour." He scolded, waggling a finger at Elizabeth. He sashayed on,pointing out features of the buildings, most of which were seen by residents daily. What he was trying to pull, who knew? He just was being a goof, probably.
Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Nov 23, 2015 20:26:25 GMT -5
Username: crescentstar1215 Character Name: Marina Tallulah//Altair Nyx//Lykaon Adolph Age (Or age appears to be): 16 y.o//Appears... about 13? Real age:Somewhere around 130? SHe lost track a couple decades ago// Appears to be 19, for he was when he died Species: Human// Vampire// Ghost Gender: Female//Female//Male Personality: Shy, but an extrovert. She gets easily flustered and embarrassed. Friendly, she is not able to fight back. Weak, maybe. Loyal and honest, she can not lie very well. She's also intelligent and creative; artsy. She's a very talented artist. Even if she has all those good qualities, she comes with a negative side too. She can be closed-minded, afraid to embrace new ideas. Sometimes even lazy. Marina prefers the indoors. She fears ignorance, even if she can be herself.. Coming from ignorance, failure is also her fear. She is a tad of a perfectionist or neat freak. // Her feistiness is apparently "cute" to other, older guys. She has no interest in having relationships with guys. She can be sarcastic and blunt. Altair makes friends easily, probably because because of her first impression. In the beginning, she's kind and humorous. She's mostly like this continuing on, but add the feistiness, sarcasm, and insensitivity. Logical. Curiousity is what the girl is made of. Because she is still growing, Altair may change her personality or have mood swings. Slightly insecure, though rarely. // Dedicated, he perseveres and grows attached to others easily. Fair, he tries not to favor others over another. Honorable, he is not ruthless or devious. Maybe resentful, though. A negative trait of Lykaon is his selfishness. He can't help it, but tries to limit himself. Oppression made him harm himself, but he is much happier now. He fears losing loved ones, especially after losing his twin sister. Because of that, he is an only child. Appearance (Monster/Human): Practical, she's very down to earth in her clothing. Not showing very much skin, her extent is a tank top. And the straps must be at least 2 inches in width. She wears shades of blue to purple, sometimes some greens. Her skin is tanned, unlike her tending to stay indoors. Maybe because she enjoys swimming. She has beautiful blue eyes, ringed with aqua. She stands at 5' 8", may be considered a tad short. // Altair has long, elbow-length hair. The dark russet-brown hair is slightly wavy. She has fair and pale skin. Altair has already long canines. Her eyes are amber-brown, with barely noticeable vertical pupils. Her skin is soft, though her hands are calloused. She looks fairly young and is short for her “age”; standing at 4'10”. Even if she is petite, Altair is lithe and lean. She weighs 85 pounds, at least the last time she measured. As a monster, longer canines reveal themselves and her skin pales. Her eyes grow a brighter, more amber color. Ringed with a fiery red, the iris is gold. Her pupils become thinner, more obviously vertical. Her ears become pointed at the tips. // Shabby, he wears fairly casual clothes. Not the best, usually dark pants with a white v-neck t-shirt. He has tussled chocolate hair and hard, dark oak bark brown eyes. He has white skin, pale and drained from color. Muscular, he's also fairly tall, standing at 6' 5”. Lykaon has scars on his back from lashings from his abusive parents. As a monster, he's quite the same, other than having half the color in his human form and his skin being much, much paler. Role: She's just... a friend? She comes by, especially to help out at the kitchen. // Altair is a wanderer, doing whatever she feels like. // He's a scarer, moving through walls, sometimes floating past people. Other:
James followed Keidran awhile stopping once in awhile to make sure everything was good and doing its job which it was lucky for him since he wanted to be in this 'strange' tour his new friend was pulling which was funny in his opinion.
Cerise chucked when she saw the gargoyle scold the ghost as so far everything has been quite amusing which had completely disapeared her and Liz's quarrel a hour or so ago- when your one of the undead, it's sometimes hard to keep time or dates.
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”