I totally thought you wrote skrillex and was like "okay..." now that I see you wrote skillet instead, I approve, and am slightly jealous. Glad to hear you had fun though!
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Adam had his hand grabbed and he was pulled down the hallway as Ahranna spoke about how it looked better in here that it looked outside. Which he didn't doubt for a second. Then he let go of his hand and she looked at him clearly hesitating to say something. Oh boy. "Any who, he um, He wants to see you." Adam felt a chill at those words and the only response he got other than Ahranna continuing was Semyaza laughing in his head. He almost made a visual response to Semyaza but held back long enough, and watched as Ahranna ran off to go get Alistair and... Sariel... that... almost sounded familiar. If you are intimidated by him already, you should really rethink your position. Yeah sure, let's switch sides again and just get someone to carry me out of Hell. I was joking, Mister Literal. Ahranna came back with Alistair and... a guy in a mask. He kind of glanced at him for a moment trying to figure it out but just gave it up rather quickly. Then Ahranna brought them all upstairs, and with every step Adam was starting to feel more and more nervous.
Adam could barely sleep. Perhaps it was the fact he was not yet comfortable with the idea that he was in Hell yet. He sat up in the bed in his room and rubbed his eyes and once he removed them from his eyes he sat Semyaza sitting in front of him which made him jump, but not scream. "Well hello." "I have never felt such a mixture of disapproval and approval ever, over anything. It confuses me, it angers me, but I cannot take it out on you because I am so proud of you." Adam blinked at her as she stood up on top of the bed and jumped down. She spun around and faced him, her eyes were glowing gold now and his eyes widened slightly because he didn't recall them being gold before. Semyaza leaned a bit towards him with her hands behind her back, "What is it with you and women? How can a man be so enthralled by a woman you barely knew for a month? What makes you so clung to a woman that her death can sway your opinion at the snap of fingers? I just hate the idea that because Harbonah turned out to still be alive and moving, and at her death you snapped." "Snapped? I didn't snap." "It was a minor snap. She was your trigger point. I was expecting this much sooner to be honest." "You know I was going to... snap?" "I thought you were going to snap when Alana was killed in front of you. You know, someone who didn't kill your family and everyone you love." Adam flinched before hearing Semyaza laugh and spin around in the room. "Home sweet home." she walked over to the wall and placed her hand on it and examined it slightly. "I thought you said you weren't fond of Hell." "I never said such a thing. I said I do not like being ruled over. Yes, Lucifer is a ruler, but he gives more freedom than you would expect. Also, before I was forcefully put into the reincarnation cycles, where do you think I hid? The midworld?" Adam got up from the bed and stretched a bit before he heard a low chuckle from Semyaza and he looked at her curiously, "What is so funny?" "Nothing, I just find it amusing. Someone was in here recently. Multiple people I believe." She felt the wall again before stepping back, "I can just feel the presence of others in here. It is making me curious." Semyaza quickly turned towards Adam and spoke, "Ah yes, kiddo. Open that drawer right there." Adam turned to a drawer she pointed at and opened the first drawer. It was filled with apples and he looked at her with an obviously annoyed look, "I'm not this bad." "Oh do not be embarrassed. An apple a day keeps the doctor away." "I don't think I am going to get Alistair away from me by just eating an apple." "You want Alistair away from you? He has done you no wrong... hm..." "What is it?" "Now I am wondering if he is perhaps allergic to apples, or maybe he has Malusdomesticaphobia." "Malu-what?" "The fear of apples." "Why couldn't you just say the fear of apples?" "Hey, it took me years to figure out the names of over two hundred phobias. No thanks to any reincarnations, except you and your Agliophobia." "Huh?" "Your fear of pain." Adam let out a deep sigh as he grabbed an apple from the top drawer and then shut it, opening up the second drawer to a bunch of clothes. "There is a multitude of grey sweatshirts to go with the shirts you pick." "Great, a change. I love it. Always wanted a grey sweatshirt." "Do not be sarcastic with me kiddo." Adam closed that drawer and opened up the third one, to be greeted a drawer full of paper. He took a good look at it and turned over towards Semyaza, "Do you have a paper fetish or something?" "Diplomacy is a bitch, but it exists nonetheless." "Negotiations? What negotiations would you be making on a battlefield?" "I did not say this is for now. This was from the past when humans did not even know the difference between a sword and an axe. You also need to do a lot of planning when you are a leader. You need to actually accomplish goals." Adam shut the drawer completely and looked in his bag and pulled out a box of cigarettes and was about to light one before he was interrupted, "Oh right, I almost forgot. You cannot do that anymore." "Do what?" "Smoke." "...nah." he said as he lit the cigarette and then felt his hand swatted, it fell to the ground and Adam quickly stepped on it to keep the carpet from catching fire. "Look at what you have done to the carpet." "You're the one that knocked it down. Why can't I smoke exactly?" "When you need to run for the hills in a retreat and you collapse and get killed to to an inefficient lung capacity. You will regret choosing to inhale rat poison." Adam rolled his eyes and threw his cigarettes back in his bag, and heard a knock at the door. He raised an eyebrow at that and made his way to the door and looked back over at Semyaza, "Anything else you need to say Miss Chatterbox?" "..nope." Adam opened up the door and was greeted immediately by a hug which took him by surprise. Then they the person stopped he listened to her speak and learned it was Ahranna. Which, he had actually gotten sooner than she revealed it. Adam let out a small chuckle before he spoke, "I didn't see this coming at all." she asked him about her horns and he examined them before replying, "I think you look better with them than without."
Thank you very much. You are officially accepted. Hyuge will add you to the OP as soon as she can.
Danel had arrived in what felt like the perfect amount of time. Despite having to stop to pick up... well, kids. They didn't look much younger than him but he was no fool. Clearly these were the Nephilim and they had already grown up a lot. He recalled Semyaza's explanation about their growth cycles and just did as he was told and helped bring them back to Hell. When he got to Hell, there was a chill he felt just being there. It wasn't like he imagined that's for sure. There wasn't enough fire around and everything felt really... cold to him. Well what could he say, those hot as hell expressions would have to end for him now. Danel pointed out where his room was and then pointed out where other's were. He also took the time to point out Bonnie's room... which was right there anyway. It still made him sad though. Adam let out a sigh and listened to Alistair's comment before Alistair headed off. Adam just stood there for a moment. Unmoving. Then he headed to the room that was his, and didn't really take to much time to settle before he fell asleep.
Adam listened to the conversation without adding anything as everything seemed to explain itself. It was when Henrik spoke and mentioned something about whining. Then he started talking about Alistair. And as this happened Adam noticed out of the corner of his eye Alistair was doing something. He had pulled out what appeared to be a shard, from his current angle he couldn't tell so he shifted a bit and noticed it was a mirror in his hand. Adam watched Alistair do... something. As he listened to Kai speak. Adam paced a little bit behind Alistair and watched as Lu appeared in the reflection. Clever boy Shh More clever than you. Adam continued pacing until he wasn't right next to Alistair anymore and he slipped the ring on in his pocket. We got her. "All right. I'll be there shortly." Adam opened up his bag and pulled out a lighter and spoke, "I've got this." he then walked closer to the body and spoke, "Though, I'd back up a bit if I were you." he waited for a moment then he used his mist to surround the body, then he flicked the lighter and the mist ignited the body but burned his hand in the process. He backed up quickly shaking his hand in pain and spoke, "There."
Prism was a bit thrown off by her reaction at first, he thought he wasn't being rude... just honest. But what did he know? When she said that he shouldn't make an enemy out of her, his attention quickly turned back to her in an urgency. This wasn't good. He wasn't afraid of her but he didn't like making enemies and he knew he needed to fix this fast. It got to the point he wasn't listening to her ramble and he watched her write in the book in a messy handwriting. He really couldn't judge considering he wrote everything in a code. He needed some way to keep this girl from hating him because he couldn't have an enemy. He couldn't have that lingering over his head. He scratched the back of his head and spoke, "You know, you're really smart. Maybe I should think more about things than I do." Right as he said that Marina interrupted and silenced the room to calm people down. When the music changed beat he felt some power she was using start to affect him and he cringed a bit before he quickly walked away and over to the bar and stood there to keep from dancing and he pointed towards Garret and made a drinking motion to say he'd have what he was having.
Prism listened to her continue her ramble while watching the going-ons of the bar. He was getting bored of the music already and decided to just focus the rest of his attention on what she was saying. After a bit though, he lost that attention and was paying attention to the others to see what was going on. Magnus punched a whole through the wall, that seemed... odd. But, he still went along with it. He finally heard her finish up and he clicked his tongue and spoke, "You aren't the worst talker I have heard." He remembered his eyes weren't changed and he let out a sigh and was about to reach for his mirror in his bag, but decided not to bother with it. It wasn't that big of a deal. He shifted his feet and looked back at her and spoke, "The game is not based on your powers. You're bettering on pawns not your skills. Don't interfere without permission from the Coordinator. 'less you wanna..." he drifted off losing his point and focusing again on the people in the bar. He looked back over at Rosaline for a moment as if he had remembered what he was going to say, but it was completely gone.
I've been back for a while O_O
(I'll explain why I linked your quote later on) So when me and my best friend played KHII together we were both younger and didn't realize that just fighting through the whole game without really modifying anything like stats or keyblades was actually a thing. So when we got up to Xemnas we died a hell of a lot only to find out years later that we needed to work on that stuff. So, although clearly it was (mostly) a joke, pressing x to win isn't exactly what can happen, but it sure can get you far. But with all that aside when I was younger I thought Xemnas = Death, almost as much as Chernobog. Now I can beat them in one(sometimes two due to a slip up) tries because I'm not 8 and not knowing what I am doing.
Prism was saved by someone at around the same time Magnus called him his little buddy and did what... well. Magnuses did best he guessed. Prism sat down and looked at the girl, this was Rosaline last he recalled, and she was bugging him earlier about his powers when he was trying his best to stay in character. And by character he meant reflecting what Sangria was doing. He felt a little distaste wondering whether or not she actually had enjoyed that. When Rosaline asked if he was okay he gave her a thumbs up and grabbed his bag and opened up to check to see if his mirrors were alright, which they were. Then when she asked if he remembered who she was he simply nodded. He pulled out one of the mirrors and pointed to her and tilted his head questioningly and put a thumbs up to ask if she was okay. Then he lowered his focus to the mirror. He didn't mind looking like an albino, but he didn't seem to be regaining his real image and it was starting to bug him a little bit. He placed his hands down on the mirror and changed up around the eye, when he blinked, his eye was no longer reddened. It still hurt but at least it wouldn't show a black eye since he changed it up before it happened. Then he modified his hair in the reflection, then he shook his head like a dog and it turned black. Prism let out a small chuckle and was about to fix the color of his eyes before he looked back over at Rosaline to see if she would answer his question about him being okay. He then stood up from the chair and forgot about changing the color of his eyes and put the mirror in the bag and started looking around. He kind of enjoyed the music, not because it was good but because he found it rather humorous and he started swaying to the beat.
@mindstorm787 Thank you very much for editing the forms, but if it isn't too much of a problem, next time could you not repost the oc forms with the edits, and just edit your original oc post? I thought you added two more characters for a second. I figured I would mention this before you added images, so when you do get those images can you add them to one of your two current oc form posts? Sorry for being trouble, thank you very much for joining.
Prism wasn't an idiot who was just following the entire group with no idea what was going on, he just chose not to dwell on it. It still sat there, at the back of his mind, eating away at his curiosity because it caught his interest. This was already proving to be a very interesting day. He wasn't entirely sure if he had bothered to learn about this place called Fairwyn. All he knew was the scene was... entertaining enough. When they had entered the bar, he was looking around at all the colorful characters, in the bar. Apparently, just doing so was rude, as it warrented for a man to walk right up to Prism and grab the collar of his shirt and say, "Whatreya lookin at whitey." Prism held up his hands in apology before he felt himself yanked forward, "What, canyaspeak or areya a dumbfuck?" Prism let out a quick breath and he loosened the man's hand from his collar and spoke, "I apologize for offending you." But just as Prism was about to back away he felt the man's fist in his face and felt himself pushed to the floor as he tried to get out of there.
☽ USERNAME: cstar ☽ NAME: William Niall Sullivan ☽ AGE: 17 ☽APPEARANCE: x ☽CLASS: 4th Former ☽ PERSONALITY: Niall loves to put on different faces and pretend to be different people. He originally did it to pretend to be something he wasn't that he didn't love, but once he got to the house of night it grew into him loving to pretending to be different types of people. At his core though, Niall is a very straightforward guy who isn't afraid to call people out for something something stupid, and sometimes slips out his insults without thinking first. ☽ SEXUALITY: Homosexual ☽ POWER: Acting ☽ DARK DAUGHTERS & SONS: No ☽ CLASS SCHEDULE: -Vamp. Soc. 212 -Literature 212 -Algebra 2 -Intro to Music 2 -Fencing 1 -American History -Drama 212 -Spells & Rituals ☽ CAT: Yes ☽ OTHER: His parents, William and Marcie Sullivan, are huge supporters of the People of Faith.
Adam woke up and tried to avoid going to see how the others were doing for a few minutes. He walked into the pyramid attempting to find his bag, despite how dark it was in there. After a long time filled with trial and error, he eventually did find it, and slung it over his shoulder. He reached into the bag and pulled out his ring. It is always the times it isn't in my pocket... Adam slipped the ring on as he walked back out of the pyramid. Er... hey there. It's been a while... "Can I help you Adam?" Adam took a deep breath before he explained. Well, Lu took four of us and tried to use us as sacrifices. And while we tried to kill her things didn't go the way we expected. Lu somehow trapped Bonnie's soul in a mirror and switched with her at last second... Harbonah died in Lu's body but... now we have Lu in a mirror... "And?" How do we kill her when she is in a mirror? "You can't." Well that's great news. If you want her, she's in a damn mirror. "What's with the sudden helpfulness?" Adam was silent for a second, he knew the answer he could give, he just didn't want to, Do you really want to know? "It would be enlightening. You haven't really done anything to contribute Adam." Adam closed his eyes and replied, I still haven't done anything. I'm just being the messenger. I'm just not fond of seeing people I care about dying in front of me. Especially a second time "Adam, how did Harbonah die?" Adam's eyes opened up again as he leaned up against the wall of the pyramid. This time? Adam's tone quickly got angrier and his outward expression may have reflected that, ...Araquiel stabbed her in the neck with an obsidian dagger... " ... Well there's definitely no chance of her surviving it this time. Adam, do you actually want to help, or are you just teetering again?" ...I'm not teetering anymore... and I mean it this time. "Do you want me to come get you?" Yes, but I need to get the mirror from Araquiel... "Is Alistair still there?" Yes he is. "All right, well, between the two of you, I think you are more than capable of getting the mirror back. I'll be there soon." Alright. Adam kept the ring on but put his hands in his pockets and headed over to where Alistair and Henrik were. Adam let out a sigh as he took a couple of steps more towards the two and spoke up looking over at Henrik, "Can I see the mirror I threw at you yesterday? I'm not going to break it I just want to see what we can do about this situation first... I'm not sure if breaking the mirror is a good idea anymore."
Adam listened to Lei laugh, and it only angered him more. However, he gave Lei the chance to talk, considering he put the dagger away. He listened to his words and tried to keep himself from just attacking him right away. Especially when he told Semyaza to put him back on his leash. Although he was willing to attack him, he wasn't stupid. He now had the dagger, and Adam did not have his. As much as he wanted him dead, Semyaza most likely did not want to die over him sparking up over a girl. He put away Nahkosh and then saw the obsidian bullet on the ground, and although he knew it probably couldn't be used again, he picked it up anyway and put it in his pocket before he spoke, "I won't bother continuing. But remember the words you just said. No sympathy for the other side." Adam put his hands in his pockets and the next words he spoke weren't his, "What even is your side, Araquiel? I thought you didn't like to pick sides." Adam shrugged and then nodded and Alistair and spoke, "Thank you for well... at least trying... again." Adam left Lei and found a place for him to sleep for the night. Maybe this side isn't my side after all...
The moment everything happened felt like forever. He felt like he was frozen in time watching it happen, with no control over it. He watched the knife plunge into her neck and he felt as helpless as Bonnie probably felt. What the hell is wrong with hi- Adam stop Why would he do something like this while she is so- Adam listen to me you need to stop. He's dead. He's fu- Adam stop it! "What the fuck is WRONG with you. She was weak and couldn't have fought back anyway. MAYBE I should cut up Iris and do the same damn thing!" Adam quickly pulled out Nahkosh again and stabbed at Henrik and felt the mist surround him, "You piece of shit!"
Everything had went by pretty fast, first he heard the sound of the gun and then he saw Sal cut himself out of the bindings. He decided he should probably do the same, and had Nahkosh extend itself and he cut himself free. By the time he had stood up, he heard Lu speak something in Latin. Lu fell to the ground with the sword still impaling her, and she coughed up blood. She was holding the mirror as she looked at Adam, "Puppet?" Adam's eyes widened as he took a step forward, then he found himself quickly making his way over to her. He carefully pulled the sword out and threw it over back towards Sal before he mumbled, "She wasn't lying... she wasn't lying... you-" he grabbed the mirror from Lu's- Bonnie's hand and stared at it, "You bitch!" he threw the mirror at Henrik and spoke up, "I'd use that damn knife if I were you..." he looked back over at Bonnie and spoke, "You-" his voice was cut off by him trying not to cry. Bonnie coughed up blood and reached feebly for Adam's cheek. Her hand fell halfway up and landed by her side. Tears streaked down her face and she smiled up at him. "Hi Puppet. You look good," she whispered. Bonnie licked her bottom lip, her head rolling to the side. "I'm dying again ..." "But- you weren't killed by the knife... does this mean you'll still live? Or was this just luck..." She smiled up at him. "I'll come back. My life is different then the rest of you, but I don't know if I'll be back before you die." She looked up at Alistair. "Can you he --" she coughed more blood, " -- help? Lu's body is ... it's losing too much blood." Alistair merely shook his head and let out a sigh before walking up to the angel and pulled out a few medical supplies from his jacket pockets. "ah...she goes about and cuts herself...would have been nice to have been informed of this beforehand..." Alistair said softly more to himself that to her. When Alistair was finally there, Adam handed her gently to him and spoke, "Well hopefully you have needle and thread..."
