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The Major Rehaul is complete! I hope you all like the new forums. Now go RP. Now.
If anyone wants to make a forum JUST FOR a plot of mine, lemme know. As long as I don't have to run the place, I'll let you guys use my plots.
~Feni
P.S. The shoutbox is down there. -pokes below boards-
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| fenikkusu | Jan 10 2012, 07:03 AM Post #1 |
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| fenikkusu | Jan 10 2012, 07:05 AM Post #2 |
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The scenes of Chaos were her favorite. The scent of blood, the rot of the decaying flesh, the pitiful cries of Innocents and Hopefuls... All caused adrenaline to surge through her veins. Some say this woman wasn't even human. Those who did only murmured amongst themselves in discrete locations; they said that she lost her humanity one day. However, those were mere rumors, correct? No one now would even consider that there was once a soft, kind side of the Gale of Darkness's second-in-command. That was NOTHING like Blood Raven everyone knows and most likely hates. Now that, my friends, was completely absurd. What was the assassin doing right now? She was the type who was not easily amused by anything other than the trouble she caused. A lock of midnight-colored hair was twirled around a finger. Once long and flowing, these strands now jetted into sharp spikes in the middle of the woman's back. Crimson highlights could clearly be seen. A dark pink mini-skirt with black frill beneath it floated to her knees while a pink and black striped corset wrapped around her torso. Long boots reached the edges of her lower kneecap, embroidered with chains. The rest of the links either settled around her arms like a feather boa or fell in rivulets around her waist and Pokeballs. (Yes, you heard me correctly. The chains encompassed those devices too.) The last accessory was the studded choker with a black star pendant attached in the front. She was alone for now, but many learned never to take this woman lightly. One minute you may be staring at how ODD she seemed, and the next may find you with a dagger jutting out from your throat. But enough with the blood for now… Deep amber irises scanned the fragile (now literal) ghost town of Lavender from one of the high cliffs encasing it. A gleam rested in those pools of evil, and only interaction would tell someone what it meant. But there was one detail that was ensured. The situation would not fare well for whoever stumbled upon the Elite. Especially with that grin on her face. |
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