Huntington School for Mystical Creatures-OPEN-BRAND NEW
Huntington School for Mystical Creatures-OPEN-BRAND NEW
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Posted 2020-11-05 09:51:50 (edited)
Huntington School for Mystical CreaturesThis is a highschool (grades 9-12) roleplay for teenagers others may think of as myths. These include (but may not be limited to); ·Werewolves ·Vampires ·Centaurs ·Fairies ·Nymphs ·Dryads ·Mermaids/Mermen ·Sirens ·Witches/Wizards ·Furries (msg me please) ·Shape-Shifters DISCUSSION The rules (In general, MAY NOT BE BROKEN) |
lavendar #26508 |
Posted 2020-11-07 01:07:30
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DemonCandy #16590 |
Posted 2020-11-09 09:30:28
She sounds lovely! Accepted! |
lavendar #26508 |
Posted 2020-11-09 09:31:13
Actually, could you post that to character forms please? |
lavendar #26508 |
Posted 2020-11-10 06:26:17
Chione Prowling about the hallway, sabre gleaming on her hip, the girl moved silently, guarding the academy. The gleaming brass gates were open! New students would be arriving. The centuries old castle had been a home, a refuge for the mystical among us for generations. Families were proud to send their children here, among the halls of their ancestors. Dryads roamed the grounds, caring for the greenery. Nymphs frolicked in the streams, and unicorns grazed on the lush grass. Dragons soared, wild and free. This was a place of wonder and magic. Here lie dragons. |
lavendar #26508 |
Posted 2020-11-10 11:24:07
The rising side gleaming upon the water is what she saw, when she woke from her dream. A new day to learn and a new world. Venus smiles as she arose from the waters and out of a pool closer to the school. Venus’s blue flowers waited for her to pick them while her bluebird, Sim, tweeted in the trees above. Her white hair shimmered like the ice while her blue eyes glowed like a winter stream. Venus whistled and allowed her little blue bird to fly to her hand. “Good morning My little Sim, shall we get to school and eat some fruit” Venus asked her bluebird as it tweeted happily and jumped on her hand a few times before flying off towards the school. Venus laughed before running after her little bluebird towards the fates of the school. |
DemonCandy #16590 |
Posted 2020-11-10 11:47:11 (edited)
Xanthous sat in his garden, drinking rose tea as he read his new book, ‘Following your Dreams and Succeeding’. He just found this book and happily began reading it upon being bought. Xanthous soon heard foot steps, one of his dear siblings were heading this way to pester him again. Standing up, he quickly finished his tea and grabbed a yellow Ranunculus. Smiling softly as he smelt the flower before the room filled with petals flying everywhere, while he escaped his sibling. Jumping into a pool of water and jumping out closer to the school. “Blue cornflowers” Xanthous said seeing the blue surrounding him, smiling softly before planting his flower near the cornflowers and letting it grow. Smiling at his work, Xanthous soon got up and walked towards his school as his snake followed close behind. |
DemonCandy #16590 |
Posted 2020-11-10 11:48:10
Chione- Spotting the little nymph chasing a bluebird, Chione smiled. Changing her speed to a sharp run, paws hitting the ground and propelling her forwards, oddly graceful for such a large creature. "Venus! Hello!" Slowing to a trot, the centaur waved excitedly. |
lavendar #26508 |
Posted 2020-11-11 02:15:05
Venus shyly smiled as she saw the Cheerful Centaur approach, opening her arms for a hug. “Hello Chione” she ask with her voice being cheerful but nearly quiet as her blue bird fluttered a over her head waiting for his master to be tackled. Venus’s face wrinkled in a wide smile that not many would see from her emotionless face. Flowers formed around her forehead as her fairy side began to appear forming a flower crown from how happy she is. |
DemonCandy #16590 |
Posted 2020-11-18 08:00:20
Chione Beaming, the large centaur pounced on her friend, swiping them into a large hug, squealing slightly. "Ready for school? I bet it's gonna be so much fun! I can't wait to see who shows up!" Tail whipping the air from excitement, paws kneading the lush grass, the girl was the very picture of jubilance. The centaur was distracted by a butterfly that had come to inspect the new flowers, and her eyes followed it's movements with pinpoint accuracy. Unthinkingly, the lion's haunches crouched low, creeping closer to the nymph. Snapping out of it when the butterfly flitted away, she settled on the grass, giggling. "Sorry Venus, butterflies are my weakness... Say, think you could find some more?" |
lavendar #26508 |