The Gift of the Goddess

Lol, title. I'm sure some of you might think has to do with Crisis Core due to the title but it isn't. I was bored and I wanted to make a new RP.
My inspiration was a simple video. :lolface:
I don't expect this to last a very long time since my RPs die quickly. XDX
Either way, enjoy.

Story
In a large city know as Pandora, citizens have said rumors of a Goddess. The rumors say those that find the Goddess are given a “gift”. But, either she gives power, life or death. If she gives power or life, the person must give her something in return. But, it must be something precious. In Pandora, everyone talked about these rumors. One day, three humans decide to go on a journey to see if these rumors were really true. They traveled for many months outside of the city until they came across a lake. In this lake was the Goddess. Since there were three, she said she would give each of them one thing. One would get power, another would get life and the last would get death. She told them to return once they have decided who would get what. But as the three talked, they ended up fighting against one another. Seeing as how they wouldn’t be able to agree, they decided to return to Pandora and tell everyone that the rumors of the Goddess were real.

If the Goddess gave power, the human would be given unnatural powers that are unknown to man. But, these powers would seem more like curses that would consume the body. If the person was given life, they would become immortal, causing them to see everyone live and die around them and eventually see the world collapse. And, if the person was given death, they would lose everyone they loved and eventually they would either commit suicide from loneliness or the Goddess would kill them herself. But, the humans did not know this. They only feared if they were given death.

Eventually, this had caused a war in Pandora. The Goddess watched as everyone fought against one another simply for her “gift”.

One hundred years passed and the rumors continue. Pandora is a peaceful city once again, but, there are still those that believe in the Goddess and wish to see her. Although, many have left in search for the Goddess, none of them have returned.

Some fear of going to search for the Goddess, believing they’ll get killed.

Others believe that this all a simple act and it’s pointless to try.

Rules
0. Post “Angels” somewhere in your first post.
1. God-modding or power play will not be tolerated. I see it, I kick you out.
2. Stay ACTIVE. If you need a recap, we’ll be happy to give you. If someone asks for a recap, please give them one and not expect me to do it.
3. Keep EVERYTHING PG-13! Romance, anything over PG-13, take it to PM. Language, violence, etc, leave it at PG-13.
4. No controlling others’ characters.
5. No killing others’ characters without their permission.
6. Four characters MAX. If one of them dies and you want to create another character, I won’t count it against you.
7. Don’t do *this* when it comes to action. I’ll kick you out of the RP if I see it.
8. If you’re going to use a picture for the appearance, use a link. If not, try your best to be descriptive.
9. Don’t post too many pages when I’m gone. I tend to be distracted by things.
10. Make this your own RP, you die.
11. Be random, you die.
12. No, you can’t be the Goddess. I am the one that controls her.
13. No constant one-liners. I understand writer’s block since I get that a lot. Plus, there a 20 word limit now so follow that.
14. I want the preview post LONG.
15. You’re character can NOT know anything of the whole power, life or death thing. Meaning, if someone wants to search for the Goddess, your character can’t go up to them and say, “Don’t go. The gift she gives you is like a curse. Power or life won’t help.” I see that, I kill you. The only thing that they can fear is them getting death as their “gift.”
16. On a note, you MAY have a character that lived a hundred years ago if they were given life as their “gift”. But, I don’t want to see them going up to everyone, saying that Goddess will practically give you a curse. I see that, I give you a warning. And, I don't want to see everyone choose to be someone that was given life as their gift. One or two is fine but not everyone that joins.
17. Post your entire OC form in the color dark red so I know you read the rules. If I don’t see it, I won’t accept you until I do.
18. Read the rule above rule 1.
19. Try filling out the entire OC form. I don’t want it way too damn short.
20. If you have any questions, just leave me a VM or PM.
21. :B|:
22. ::L:
23. :/gasp:
24. :=D:
25. :lolface:
26. :why?:
27. *had my fun* XD
28. If I add anymore rules, I’ll let you guys know.

OC Form
Username:
Name:
Gender:
Age: (lowest I’ll accept is 15.)
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:
Weapon: (optional)
Other:
Preview post:

OC’s
Username: Aura
Name: Aria Thomson
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance: http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q261/blusapphireanime/Anime/warrior-1.jpg
Personality: Very caring and kind but likes to keep to herself. It’s takes time for her to open up to someone, believing it’s hard to give someone her entire trust. She’s also very quiet and shy.
Bio: She lives alone with her grandmother after her parents died in a car accident. She lives in the poorest part of Pandora since her grandmother didn’t have enough money to keep the mansion her mother and father had before they died. Although she’s kind to others, many people believe Aria is a spoiled brat and deserves what happened to her. She has been bullied before when she was younger but she ignored the insults and tried her best to avoid fighting. She’s been curious to search for the Goddess that everyone talks about but she’s afraid of leaving her grandmother alone since her grandmother has been sick for many years. She has been close to dying due to a sudden heartattack that happened over a year ago.
Weapon: A normal sword.
Other: Her fighting abilities are rather well since her father had taught her to fight at the age of 5.

Username: Baron Von Kickass
Name: Alan Grey(new name ftw?)
Gender: Male
Age: IT'S OVER 9000!!!!! Kidding. 20.
Appearance: http://i478.photobucket.com/albums/rr141/ianimekiss/anime guy/animeguy.jpg
Personality: A very cold person. He doesn't let anything stand in the way between him and whatever he wants. Alan tries to avoid violence but if the situation requires it, he'll use any methods neccessary to win. Even if it's something others would look down upon.
Bio: Alan's been looking for the Gift of the Goddess for a little over five years now. He's barely heard anything about it but it's enough for him to believe that he might have a chance to bring the people of his hometown back to life after a bloody massacre only seven years ago. He's given in to a dark personallity due to the deaths he's seen and can sometimes let anger get the best of him when his past is mentioned. He's willing to go to any lengths to bring his people back...or at least get revenge.
Weapon: *Censored* :/8D: ...Okay. A shortsword.
Other: *Shrugs* He's played by me. XD
Preview post: "I don't believe in angels or any of that." Alan muttered, shaking his head as he spoke.

"How can you not believe in a higher power if you believe that gift of the goddess stuff?" A man sitting beside Alan in a dimly lit bar asked.

Alan looked away and trailed a finger against the bar table in front of him. He took in a deep breath as several memories of his past went through his mind. "If there was a higher being, I wouldn't be looking for something magical. I guess looking for something I don't put much faith behind is what I'm good at." He laughed darkly and rose to his feet, moving away from the table. "Well I'm going. Bye."

Username: Sorrow
Name: Aly Homewood
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: Long black hair, bright green eyes, delicate looking, but she can hold her own in a fight. Wears a small band of leather around her wrist in order to be able to tie her hair back quickly, and long sleeved black shirts, usually accompanied with shorts or pants, depending on the weather. She has several scars on her wrists and arms from past battles, and uses the shirts to keep them hidden. She wears a small silver locket around her neck all the time.
Personality: Sarcastic, but shy with new people, she usually keeps to herself. She's not afraid to give her all in a fight or argument till she wins, but she often stops before getting herself killed. Doesn't like to talk about her past at all, but she sometimes leaves little hints to annoy people.
Bio: She moved out at 18, and got a job working in a tavern. Her mother and father died in a fire, along with her little brother soon after she moved out, and she lost everything, except a small locket. When she was little, she was constantly told by her mother she was worthless, and told by her father she was a special person. Due to the conflicting thoughts, she has a hard time thinking about her past at all.
Weapon: Small knives hidden in her clothes.
Other: You should listen to the song Looking for Angels XD
Preview post: Aly finished putting away the extra beer, then untied her long hair, letting it fall down her back. She put the small length of leather on her wrist, and slipped into a small jacket. "See you tomorrow." she called to the tavern keeper, then walked out into the brisk morning, sighing. She hated taking night shifts, but when people called in sick, what were you supposed to do? Besides, it was better to get paid extra then none at all. And she didn't mind being alone, it gave her time to make herself at peace for when she would deal with people later on. She narrowed her eyes against the sun, pulling her jacket tight around her.

Username: Jayn
Name: Alice LeVaun
Gender: Female
Age: 19.
Appearance: http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo88/MitsukiRin/Warrior.jpg
Personality: Alice is determined and a bit arrogant. She normally gets what she wants and she expects it to be that way for as long as she wishes. Though she can be a bit stuck-up, she’s also compassionate and gentle.

Bio: She was orphaned at a young age, but it doesn’t bother her much consciously though it still haunts her in her dreams. Her memories of her family are already dissapearing. She isn’t the nostalgic type, so letting go of the past is really her best option. She wants to move on and live a normal, different life. She’s been living with herself for nine years now,(relying on her family’s good fortune to survive) and she’s used to being alone. Feeling bored, Alice traveled around for a bit, following the stories and rumors about the Goddess. She decided that to provide herself with a better life, she would seek Her out and receive one of the gifts. Maybe then she’d finally be happy.
Weapon: (optional) Just a sword. xP
Other: Angels
Preview post: Alice’s eyes fluttered open, her breathing coming in short gasps and her chest heaving. The whispers, the heat, the shouting, the blood were already being washed from her memory. She could never remember the nightmares, but they always managed to leave her breathless and cold. Shivering, the girl sat up in bed, her head tilting as she gazed out of the window to her right, lips parted. It was a sunny, bright day. She ran a slender hand through her hair and slid quietly out of bed, making her way over to her closets door and sliding into a pair of slippers, the cold slipping away and turning into an odd, comforting warmth.

Username: demonchick25
Name: Daisy
Gender: female
Age: 19
Appearance: http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...l06/BadAss.jpg
Personality: quite, never really talks to too many people.
Bio: She has lived with her parents and three brothers all her life. She always hated being the youngest and only girl. The only useful thing she learned from her brothers was how to fight. It helped her to feel confident in everything she did. When she was younger she always herd the stories about the Goddess, but never really believed it much.
Weapon: pocket knife
Other: become one now, da?
Preview post:
"Why you little!" Daisy screamed as the kicked the lager man in the stomach. He fell to the ground. "I guess you're not as strong as you look, huh?" She had an evil sort of grin on her face. "I guess you'll think twice about trying to steal thing from now on, won't you?"

"Ah. I'm sorry, ok!" He threw the stolen item back at her. "I won't do it again. Just leave me alone you crazy-" He was interrupted by a swift kick to the face. Daisy left her foot to rest on his stomach and pulled out her knife.

"You wanna see crazy." She licked the blade. She extended her arm so that he was staring at the tip of the blade. "I could cut you right now, and let you bleed out until the angels came for you." Her smile started to fade. "you're just lucky I'm so nice." The smile turned into a victorious smirk.

Username: Xert
Name: Nox
Gender: male
Age: 23
Appearance: White guy, with black hair and green eyes. He slender and about 5"7. He wheres a black coat with a white tea shirt, blue jeans and a pair of black shoes.
Personality: find out
Bio: Nox left home years ago to find his place in the world. He does what ever work comes his way. He avoids the contry were he grew up. And hasn't spoken to his father ever sciece he left home
Weapon: Two specialy desighed pistols. http://www.flickr.com/photos/animakitty/331169080/ (without the orange ring)
Other: He has a wide varity of bullets. And Angels
Preview post: Nox looked around the room. 4 points of entry: The frount door, the door in the kitchen and two windows. He looked at his gun. He had a bad feeling and it wasn't the stew he had for lunch. Or at least he hoped it wasn't. Two men walked into the room. They were wearing black and tried to cover up the swords they had on them. Nox sighed if these two had come to kill him they were not prepared. Nox uncliped his holster. He looked in the mirror that stood behind the bottles of drinks or things to mix to make a drink.

The two men walked up behind Nox and asked for his name. Nox turned around and said, "Nox. Can I help you?"
The two men began to draw their swords. BANG! BANG! The two men fell over. Smoke rose from Nox's gun.
"Never learn do they," Nox said as he put the gun back in it's holstier. Nox got up and walked out of the bar before the guards showed up.

Username:Falling Star
Name: Karissa Lukert
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance:http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv303/haruno-sakura/anime girl/Anime_Girl_sing.jpg
Personality: shy, timid, speaks her mind
Bio: parents died of a rare and deadly illness when she was very young. Has an older brother named Micheal.
Weapon: a long, gold, jewel incrafted, staff
Other: KH-Vids.net is awesome!
Preview post: Karissa opend her eyes, stretched her arms, and let out a small yawn. She slowly got out of the soft, plush, comfortable bed and walked to the window. Click! She opend the door and a fresh burst of crisp air dusked twords her and filled the room. A bright ray of sunshine sparkled down on her as the melody of birds filled the air.

Username:Falling Star
Name: Micheal Lukert
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance:http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll179/TheBlackParade_014/anime_guy.jpg
Personality: outgoing, determined, strong, quick thinker, multitasker
Bio: lost his parents to a illness, takes care of his younger sister, Karissa
Weapon: a thick, silver, sharp, light weighted, red gemed, sword
Other: KH-Vids.net is awesome!
Preview post: Micheal leaned against a multi-colored, elegant, cool, shady, brown stupped tree. He let out a warm, calm, light sigh. He layed down, his warm, soft hands acting as his pillow. He gazzed up at the stunning, milky white clouds, which looked like little puffy white angels, and diamond blue skies. He gave a small smirk, slowly closed his eyes, and gazed into a deep sleep.


Username: TacoGrenade
Name: Kurt
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Appearance: Long shaggy brown hair reaching to about his shoulders, with black circular sunglasses covering his eyes at all times. Wears cowboy boots, jeans, and a black tank top with a leather jacket over it. Keeps an acoustic bass guitar in a coffin-shaped case on his back.
Personality: Very happy, tends to speak in an "I don't really care" voice.
Bio: His parents were musicians, so he learned bass guitar to accompany them. At age 14 he left to pursue his dreams. He began doing knife tricks to earn extra money besides playing music. A year ago he heard from a friend about the "Goddess" And decided to see what all the hype was about.
Weapon: 2 Butterfly Knives.
Other: Nothing.
Preview post: He finished off the last of his beer and laid back against the tree, looking at the stars. To be perfectly honest: What did the Goddess have that was so amazing? According to one person he had spoken to, the Goddess offered three "gifts". Power, Life, and Death. Power would be nice, Life would be good, but Death didn't seem like a gift to him. But, as was his motto, you gotta take risks.

Username: Hexin
Name: Memory
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Look at my Avatar! =D And if not(>3>): A man around 17 tears of age. Long thick violet hair, with strands of hair lingering around the front of his light blue eyes. A statuesque body, he attires himself in earth colored clothes. Leafgreen turtleneck tanktop, green wristbands on both forearms, and a green belt holding his dirt brown baggy long pants, with brown thick plimsols made for foot comfort.
Personality:A great-hearted young man indeed. His needs belittle those of others, and he will put others before himself. He can be shy at first, but will quickly open up to those he considers a friend.
Bio: Born in the city of Pandora, this boy lives his life like a normal 17 year old would. School, part time job, live... Life can be rather boring at this age. His father passed away after searching for the rumored goddess. The thought of what had happened had always been embedded in his mind. Maybe he too should go in search of the goddess...and possibly solve the mystery between his father and the event that had followed.
Weapon: Sword Breaker
Other: Just your average human, with teenage curiosity; with a side of minor sword play.
Preview post: With a swing of his blade, he was able to parry the incoming swordsman attack. He backed away a bit, making distance between himself and this man. The area was clear, so it would be just the random opponent and himself. "Why did you attack me?" he asked, keeping his voice as calm as possible. He pointed the tip of his sword at the man. The swordsman, now more wary of his abilities grinned. "I was merely testing you reflex in this kind of situation", he said.

Username: Falling Star
Name: Annjalean Carter
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance: http://i671.photobucket.com/albums/v...irls/maina.jpg
Personality: sweet, outgoing, nice
Bio: lost her mother durring a fire when she was very young, dad left her mom after the news of being pregnant with Annjalean, lives on her own, tries to do whatever she can for food
Weapon: dagger and a bow and arrow
Preview post:
"Run Annjalean!" Annjalean's mother said to her as she fell to the ground-weak.
"Mother!" Annjalean said to her mother and ran over to her. "Mother.. please... don't go!" Annjalean said while tears streamed down her face, trying to hold back.
"Listen Annjalean... you need to travel to the nearest village. Youll be safe there.." Her mother said as her too began to cry.
"No... I cant! I wont leave you!" Annjalean said to her mother- grasping onto her moms cloths and sinking her face into them.
"You have to Annjalean. You have to be strong for me. Remember... I have and always will love you.." Her mother said, smiled and slowly closed her eyes and died.
"MOTHER!" Annjalean shouted- not able to bear it. "I..will..mother.." She said- getting up and left the house as the smoldering flames crumbled the house down. Annjalean looked away. She knew that her mom was in heaven- flying with the angels. Annjalean turned around, wipped her tears from her eyes, and traveled to the nearest town- a town called Pandora.​

 

I see what you did there. :/gasp:

You're in. 8D

 

Username: Sorrow
Name: Aly Homewood
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: Long black hair, bright green eyes, delicate looking, but she can hold her own in a fight. Wears a small band of leather around her wrist in order to be able to tie her hair back quickly, and long sleeved black shirts, usually accompanied with shorts or pants, depending on the weather. She has several scars on her wrists and arms from past battles, and uses the shirts to keep them hidden. She wears a small silver locket around her neck all the time.
Personality: Sarcastic, but shy with new people, she usually keeps to herself. She's not afraid to give her all in a fight or argument till she wins, but she often stops before getting herself killed. Doesn't like to talk about her past at all, but she sometimes leaves little hints to annoy people.
Bio: She moved out at 18, and got a job working in a tavern. Her mother and father died in a fire, along with her little brother soon after she moved out, and she lost everything, except a small locket. When she was little, she was constantly told by her mother she was worthless, and told by her father she was a special person. Due to the conflicting thoughts, she has a hard time thinking about her past at all.
Weapon: Small knives hidden in her clothes.
Other: You should listen to the song Looking for Angels XD
Preview post: Aly finished putting away the extra beer, then untied her long hair, letting it fall down her back. She put the small length of leather on her wrist, and slipped into a small jacket. "See you tomorrow." she called to the tavern keeper, then walked out into the brisk morning, sighing. She hated taking night shifts, but when people called in sick, what were you supposed to do? Besides, it was better to get paid extra then none at all. And she didn't mind being alone, it gave her time to make herself at peace for when she would deal with people later on. She narrowed her eyes against the sun, pulling her jacket tight around her.

 

Username: Jayn
Name: Alice LeVaun
Gender: Female
Age: 19.
Appearance: http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo88/MitsukiRin/Warrior.jpg
Personality: Alice is determined and a bit arrogant. She normally gets what she wants and she expects it to be that way for as long as she wishes. Though she can be a bit stuck-up, she’s also compassionate and gentle.

Bio: She was orphaned at a young age, but it doesn’t bother her much consciously though it still haunts her in her dreams. Her memories of her family are already dissapearing. She isn’t the nostalgic type, so letting go of the past is really her best option. She wants to move on and live a normal, different life. She’s been living with herself for nine years now,(relying on her family’s good fortune to survive) and she’s used to being alone. Feeling bored, Alice traveled around for a bit, following the stories and rumors about the Goddess. She decided that to provide herself with a better life, she would seek Her out and receive one of the gifts. Maybe then she’d finally be happy.
Weapon: (optional) Just a sword. xP
Other: Angels
Preview post: Alice’s eyes fluttered open, her breathing coming in short gasps and her chest heaving. The whispers, the heat, the shouting, the blood were already being washed from her memory. She could never remember the nightmares, but they always managed to leave her breathless and cold. Shivering, the girl sat up in bed, her head tilting as she gazed out of the window to her right, lips parted. It was a sunny, bright day. She ran a slender hand through her hair and slid quietly out of bed, making her way over to her closets door and sliding into a pair of slippers, the cold slipping away and turning into an odd, comforting warmth.

 

I'll look at that song. XDDD

In.

In. ::L:

EDIT: OOC: Seeing as how I'm impatient and I don't feel like waiting for someone else to join, we'll go head and start. Lol, Arch. XDDD

BIC: Aria blinked several times, brushing a few strands of hair away from her eyes. She stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom before sitting up from her bed. She pushed her bed sheets off of her as she rubbed her right eye, letting out a yawn. She turned towards her alarm clock, loudly gasping to see the time. “Oh no!” The young girl quickly got out of bed, got dressed and ran outside to see her grandmother sweeping. The old woman raised her head, showing a gentle smile to see her granddaughter finally up.

"Sorry, Grandma." Aria apologized. "I guess I was tired from all of the work I did yesterday."

The elderly woman shook her head, quietly laughing. "It’s fine." she simply said, walking over to Aria and placing her hand gently under her chin. "You do too much around the house. I’ll finish sweeping, you just go inside instead."

Aria cocked her head, showing a weak smile. She knew perfectly well how sick her grandmother was. But, she knew she wouldn’t get through her grandmother. Aria sighed, lowering her head. "Alright." she quietly muttered, turning around and heading inside the house.

As soon as she stepped back into her home, she frowned, having the thought of her grandmother passing away. She sat down on the couch, pressing the palm of her hands against her knees while she stared down at the hard wooden floor, thinking. The girl pressed her lips together as she closed her eyes, feeling tears begin to build up in her eyes. She leaned back against the couch, sighing once more.

 

Aly leaned against a tree in the nearby park, closing her eyes and dozing lightly. She didn't like all the people, all the noise. The park at least, held its peace. She would fall asleep if she wasn't careful. Instead, she listened to the birds, the animals, going about their daily lives. It must be so easy to be them, to be free from human worries. Food, warmth, shelter, babies. Instead, a human had to worry about money, death, and everything else. She sighed again, opening her eyes and staring at the sky. There was no way she would ever be like that, nor could she. Already on her own, on the run, she had to constantly think of the future. Maybe this was her future. She slid to the ground, bringing her knees to her chest. Life hurt too much sometimes.

 

OOC: :B|: No.

BIC: Aria kept her eyes closed as thought ran through her head. They were either bad or dealt with her past. She stood up from the couch and headed outside, seeing her grandmother was talking with a neighbor. She looked around, seeing younger children run around, playing. She crossed her arms for a moment, watching everything around. The breeze was gentle which she loved the most. Living in the poorest part of Pandora didn't bother her; she didn't even mind being poor. But, she does miss her past when her parents were still alive. Aria turned her attention back to her grandmother who was still talking. She figured she wouldn't interrupt her, so she turned the other direction and began to walk, deciding to head into the main part of Pandora.

She put her hands behind her head as she stared ahead, knowing she'd have to hurry back for her grandmother's sake. Might as well walk around for the mean time. The main streets of Pandora weren't too far, so it'd be a quick walk...probably. It has been awhile since Aria had last gone to the main streets. Things most likely changed. But, she never saw any change in the area she lived in.

 

Quickly! Before they stop allowing new players!

Username: TacoGrenade
Name: Kurt
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Appearance: Long shaggy brown hair reaching to about his shoulders, with black circular sunglasses covering his eyes at all times. Wears cowboy boots, jeans, and a black tank top with a leather jacket over it. Keeps an acoustic bass guitar in a coffin-shaped case on his back.
Personality: Very happy, tends to speak in an "I don't really care" voice.
Bio: His parents were musicians, so he learned bass guitar to accompany them. At age 14 he left to pursue his dreams. He began doing knife tricks to earn extra money besides playing music. A year ago he heard from a friend about the "Goddess" And decided to see what all the hype was about.
Weapon: 2 Butterfly Knives.
Other: Nothing.

Preview post: He finished off the last of his beer and laid back against the tree, looking at the stars. To be perfectly honest: What did the Goddess have that was so amazing? According to one person he had spoken to, the Goddess offered three "gifts". Power, Life, and Death. Power would be nice, Life would be good, but Death didn't seem like a gift to him. But, as was his motto, you gotta take risks.

 

Username: demonchick25
Name: Daisy
Gender: female
Age: 19
Appearance: http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g288/animegrrl06/BadAss.jpg
Personality: quite, never really talks to too many people.
Bio: She has lived with her parents and three brothers all her life. She always hated being the youngest and only girl. The only useful thing she learned from her brothers was how to fight. It helped her to feel confident in everything she did. When she was younger she always herd the stories about the Goddess, but never really believed it much.
Weapon: pocket knife
Other: become one now, da?
Preview post:
"Why you little!" Daisy screamed as the kicked the lager man in the stomach. He fell to the ground. "I guess you're not as strong as you look, huh?" She had an evil sort of grin on her face. "I guess you'll think twice about trying to steal thing from now on, won't you?"

"Ah. I'm sorry, ok!" He threw the stolen item back at her. "I won't do it again. Just leave me alone you crazy-" He was interrupted by a swift kick to the face. Daisy left her foot to rest on his stomach and pulled out her knife.

"You wanna see crazy." She licked the blade. She extended her arm so that he was staring at the tip of the blade. "I could cut you right now, and let you bleed out until the angels came for you." Her smile started to fade. "you're just lucky I'm so nice." The smile turned into a victorious smirk.

hope that wasn't too long for the preview post, I got a bit carried away XD

 

Nice, but you missed one thing. Read the rules carefully.

OOC: Haha. No, it's fine. You're in. 8D

BIC: Aria moved her eyes back and forth as she walked down one of the main streets of Pandora. She knew she wouldn't buy anything seeing as how expensive everything is. The people that walked passed her were those that belonged in a rich family. Their clothes was nice and clean. Although, Aria's clothes wasn't poor, but wasn't rich either. She felt out of place and noticed a few people were beginning to stare at her. Whether it was because her clothes was different, or she looked familiar. She lowered her arms down to her side as she frowned, seeing a small group of women looking at her. They covered their mouths as they spoke. Aria immediately they were talking about her. Why else would they be covering their mouths while looking at her?

She turned her head away as she growled, having the urge to call them out. "Whatever..." she mumbled as she turned a corner.

 

Daisy stormed out of the house angrily. She couldn't believe her brothers had ditched her, again! She clenched her fists. She frowned as she tried to think of where to find them.
"You'd think she'd be used to this by now." she heard her father laughing behind her. Oh, shut up! she said to her self walking away. She let out a sight and relaxed her hands, putting them in her pockets. "Whatever. Who cares anyway." she mumbled, looking for a place to sit.
She sat by the fountain in the center of the city square. She watched people walk by, listening to their conversations. She was starting to find it boring. It's always the same. nothing exciting ever happens. she sighed and stretched her arms above her head.

 

Well I read over the rules several times and... I'm completely clueless :stupid:

 

"Great, no milk." Alice muttered, gazing into her cool refrigerator and scowling again before slamming it shut. She walked back over to the kitchen counter, her bowl of dry cereal suddenly becoming less and less appetizing before she dumped it back into the cereal box and grimaced. She would have to go shopping...again. She took a deep breath and walked quietly back into her room. Kneeling down in front of the small daybed she slept on, Alice pulled a small black box out from under it. She tilted her head, lifting the lid back and smiling.

"At least I have some cash, for once..." She mumbled. It wasn't unusual for her to talk to herself. Being alone all of the time made it almost second nature for her. She shook her head and slipped some money into her pocket, standing up and kicking the box back under her bed. She threw on a sweater and headed out of the small apartment, locking the door and making her way towards the center of the city.

 

I got a question is their a wepon restricion or can the wepons be anything. And is their magic

 

OOC: Read rule 18.

BIC: Aria stepped into an alleyway, leaning against the wall and slid down to the ground, bringing her knees up to her chest. She stared down at the pavement before placing her forehead against her knees and closing her eyes tightly. Coming here was a bad idea. She groaned in frustration as she raised her head to look around. She moved her eyes side to side as she heard the people walking by say "Goddess" and "gift". Is that all these people ever talk about? Aria pushed herself away from the wall as she stood up, over hearing two men's conversation. She frowned, leaving the alleyway and heading back to the direction she had come from.

No magic. They're humans. As for the weapon, I don't care what it is as long as it isn't all high tech.

 

OC: okay now just give me a sec