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  1. Ayumi

    Small Town Mysteries

    Jenny jumped at the sudden accusation that she was a witch. Elaine certainly wasn't a fan of all the things Jenny had done today. First, she thought that some black magic was holding her top up, then she believed that the soup she had been making was type of brew that would turn her into a frog. Thankfully, Elaine made up for the attack by saying what a beautiful witch Jenny was! "Awww thank you! I don't really date, but one time Jeremy - he helps with the crops just down the road - did ask me out one night for a romantic picnic down in the flower fields. The food was sooo good! Although Jeremy smelt very faintly of B.O and I really wasn't a fan of that, but he was sooo sweet! Things didn't work out because all he ever talked about was his love for corn and his mom. I felt really bad, but corn isn't romantic at all," Jenny explained, her hands flying wildly as she told the story. "My brew? It just has vegetables and meat! My dad showed me how to make it," Jenny responded, handing Elaine a bowl of her own. Content with the discussion, Jenny sat down and began to indulge in a bowl of her own. "Pie ads? I love pie!" Jenny commented, ignoring the dryad comment in its entirety. As Jenny began to finish eating her soup, something inside the frightened girl seemingly clicked on. One moment she was fine, and the next she was on the floor again, weeping over something that was obviously troubling her. Jenny's face contorted in a frown and she glanced over at Torie and Elaine. "I'm guessing you guys aren't going to help her? No biggie! I got this," Jenny joked, standing up and pouring Marian a bowl of soup. Jenny approached the girl and crouched down beside her. "Hey! It's okay. You're safe here. Don't worry, Torie kinda scares me some times too with her giant belly and slightly disturbing eating techniques, but she has a kind heart," Jenny assured the girl, giving her a light pat on the back. She set the soup beside the girl and smiled, "You don't have to sit at the table with us, but here's some soup. It's good for the heart," Jenny stated, standing up to look over at the others in the room. "Another crisis averted. I'm pretty good at this, right?"
  2. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    Feel free to reply before me! It's no biggie :)
  3. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    I have to admit that I completely missed Venus' new post and thought that the RP had been officially declared dead. I just wanted to apologize for the mix up and let you guys know that I am here!
  4. I would love to join you! I was also saddened that the last one died out, but I do really enjoy the character development and I'd love to hop in on this one. :)
  5. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    Hello everyone! I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm still very much interested in participating in this, but I'm going on a vacation and will be leaving later today. I'll be gone until next Saturday, so I won't be able to write anything until I get back. Feel free to move Jenny around as you see fit. I would've made you guys aware sooner, but I wasn't quite sure on the dates. I'm sorry for any inconvenience!
  6. Ayumi

    Hasa Diga Eebowai

    The wasp continued to viciously assault the Bramok, their poison coated stingers piercing the now uncovered flesh. The poison - as far as Ocealea could tell - wasn't poisonous to the crab monsters. It would, however, exhaust them until even taking a step forward felt more like taking a leap forward. The Bramok swatted at the swarm of wasp with an unyielding rage, but the creatures were too agile for the Bramok's heavy claws to make contact with. Eventually, the exhaustion and rain of bullets became too much for the creature. It fell to the ground with a crash that made Ocealea believe an earthquake had just hit the group. The monster had died. Ocealea glanced around the battlefield and noticed that the group had been able to take out the other two Bramoks as well. For the first time in what seemed like forever, the gunshots had ceased. The screaming, the agony, all seemed to seemingly vanish for the time being. Glancing downward, Ocealea took notice to the fact that her once pristine and elegant heels had been covered in the remains of what she hoped was ketchup and mustard. A sudden feeling of anger flooded Ocealea's veins. She had survived the attack, but her poor shoes didn't! Without much more thought, Ocealea raised her mirror above her head and allowed the wasp to fly back through the void they had come through. A feeling of dizziness overcame the girl, and she was forced to sit down against a small rock. The battle had taken a toll on her stamina; she would have to be much more conservative with her powers next time. At the announcement of a ashstorm approaching the group, Ocealea helped guide the injured into the cavern. "Everyone, into the caves please!" Ocealea called out, once she was sure that everyone had made it to safety, she carefully set off after the group. Her heels echoed obnoxiously against the cool rocks beneath her. She prayed they wouldn't be ambushed in here, as the attackers would be able to locate Ocealea just based off the sound of her heels connecting with stone. Finally, Echo informed the group that they would be able to take a small break for the time being. While everyone crumbled against the walls out of pure exhaustion, Ocealea opted to join Echo in interviewing the boy who seemed to be the sole survivor of the tribe. At first glance, it was hard for her to digest that this boy had been apart of this cult. How did he truly believe that the cult was doing no wrong? What was his life like before he joined? All these people probably entertained normal lives that were stolen from them by the members of the cult. Had he been stolen, too? "It's quite a somber feeling," Ocealea stated, glancing down at the boy, "these poor people forced into this place against their own will. Those people we fought out there might not have known any better then to attack us," she continued, shaking her head at the thought. As much as she was dismayed that the thought that these people had once been ordinary citizens, those people were gone now. These new souls were sinister, and it was their job to eliminate them. Still, the feeling lingered. Ocealea turned and leaned against the wall Ethan was sitting against. The rest was much needed if she wanted to be at her full efficiency during the next battle. She moved her mirror in front of her and observed her face. Luckily, it appeared that she hadn't been injured too seriously. There was a small cut on the bottom right of her jaw, but that would heal with time. Her hands then moved to her hair, and she diligently began to pick out the bits of leaves that had became ensnared during battle. "Ugh, I should've brought a brush," Ocealea muttered, painfully running her hands through her now knotted hair.
  7. Ayumi

    Hydraea Merel

    π»π“Žπ’Ήπ“‡π’Άπ‘’π’Ά 𝑀𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁 "𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 π’Ύπ“ˆ π’·π‘’π’Άπ“Šπ“‰π’Ύπ’»π“Šπ“, π“Žπ‘œπ“Š π’Ώπ“Šπ“ˆπ“‰ 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 π“‰π‘œ π‘œπ“…π‘’π“ƒ π“Žπ‘œπ“Šπ“‡ π‘’π“Žπ‘’π“ˆ 𝒢𝓃𝒹 π“ˆπ‘’π‘’ 𝒾𝓉." 𝒒𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒢𝓁 Full Name: Hydraea Cicil Merel Age: 32 Visual Age: Mid to early twenties. Birthdate: 559 WTA Birthplace: Wilds of Terrenus Alignment: Lawful Good. Race: Water Sprite π’«π’½π“Žπ“ˆπ’Ύπ’Έπ’Άπ“ π’œπ“‰π“‰π“‡π’Ύπ’·π“Šπ“‰π‘’π“ˆ Height: 5'5'' Weight: 125lbs Hair Color: A whitish gray color Hair: In its normal form, Hydraea's hair flows down to her thighs. In combat or formal settings, however, Hydraea can be seen pulling her hair back into a loose ponytail that reaches the middle of her back. Eye color: Steel gray Skin Tone: In the dark, Hydraea's skin appears grayish with some very slight blue undertones. In daylight, it appears that her skin is just extraordinarily pale. It's almost as if the sun simply shines through her skin, refusing to give it any color at all. π’žπ‘œπ“‚π’·π’Άπ“‰ π’―π‘’π’Έπ’½π“ƒπ’Ύπ“†π“Šπ‘’π“ˆ Despite her pacifistic attitude, Hydraea defends herself diligently in battle. She is able to exhaust her opponents using her knowledge of water, and will patiently wait for the opportunity to show itself before she striking. Whether she's supporting her allies from the backlines, or leading an attack from the front, Hydraea is a threat that should not be so easily disregarded. Larger threats do provide a challenge, however. These beings are much harder for Hydreaea to slow down, and force her to rely on evasion and positioning rather than simply attacking them up front. When it comes to hand to hand combat, Hydreaea is surprisingly adept. While she may not be the strongest fighter on the team, she is able to enhance her kicks and punches using the power of water to deliver devastating blows to unsuspecting foes. While she would much rather fight from a distance, Hydreaea would be able to hold her own in hand to hand combat. π’«π‘’π“‡π“ˆπ‘œπ“ƒπ’Άπ“π’Ύπ“‰π“Ž Hydraea is a kind and compassionate soul. When speaking to her, one may find that there is something oddly calming about the way she speaks and carries herself. She doesn't easily crack under pressure, and even the most ferocious of insults won't break her. This does come with it's downsides, however. A sense of humor is nearly nonexistent, and Hydaea gets easily confused at sarcasm. This has gotten better as time has gone on, but one is better off keeping any jokes to themselves when conversing with her. π»π’Ύπ“ˆπ“‰π‘œπ“‡π“Ž In the wilds of Terrenus lived a small water sprite. It was a pleasant little creature, and enjoyed spending it's time playing with the other animals that inhabited the area. Not all was peaceful, however. Hunters constantly prowled the area in search of their next catch. The sprite always scouted ahead and alerted the animals of any possible dangers lurking in the shadows. Eventually, it seemed the hunters had seemingly given up on the area. Any worth wile animal had either escaped from their grasp, or simply didn't appear at all. Life in the forest couldn't have been more lively. The peace didn't last for long. While sleeping underneath the stars in a tree canopy, the sprite awoke to the sound of scattered shouts. The putrid scent of smoke invaded its lungs. Peering over the edge of the canopy, the sprite saw that the hunters, desperate in their attempt to hunt the animals, had set part of the forest ablaze. The sprite immediately jumped into action, and diligently worked to put out the now roaring flames. The small sprite's minuscule waves weren't enough to smother the intense flames. It jumped around the trees frantically, trying to save anything that was still breathing. The once lush forest had been transformed into a hellish wasteland. Gunshots rang throughout the air, barely audible over the sound of the flames. Within the next hour, the landscape - along with the animals - had been completely destroyed, leaving nothing behind. ~ The young girl leaped from branch to branch, her steel gray eyes focused on the trees in front of her. It had been a few years since the attack on her homeland, but she truly believed the smell of ash was stuck in her mind for eternity. The animal population had slowly returned, and the girl used any and every resource she had to keep them out of danger. Ever since the invasion, the hunters hadn't returned. She prayed that they had been driven away; that they would never step foot in these lands ever again. This thought interrupted her thoughts constantly, and made her stomach turn with disgust. How had she not heard the footsteps? The whispers? She had let her guard down, which is something she refused to do again. ~ Time went on, and the area finally returned to its former glory. The woman flung the water from side to side as if it was a whip. It slapped against the bark of the tree, slicing off parts of bark with it. She let out an exasperated sigh and sat down on the edge of the river. Glancing down at the river, she was shocked to see the woman she had become. The little girl she had known those many years ago was gone, and part of her was glad. Maybe the memory of the attack would vanish with her. Eventually, the woman yearned for a chance to see what laid beyond the edge of the forest. The hunters she had despised her whole life had never returned, and she was starting to believe they never would. If there was a time to her to venture out, this was it. Carefully, the woman planted one foot in front of the other, and stepped out of the place she had been kept in her whole life. π’―π’½π“‡π‘’π’Άπ’Ήπ“ˆ [ TBA ]
  8. Ayumi

    General chat thread

    I had been working on revamping one of my characters all day and I submitted it while the user lore was still the profile database. I lost everything 😞 Oh well! It'll be easy to redo that I already know what I'm going to write and do with her. It's also my fault for not copying it anywhere before submitting it, but dang that hurt.
  9. Ayumi

    Hasa Diga Eebowai

    Ocealea's hands threatened to slip as the creature rampaged along the its warpath. Its claws sliced through flesh as if it was nothing but wrapping paper, and it's crimson scales reflected nearly all the bullets being shot at it. Ocealea truly believed that the tide had been turned, and victory was imminent. The thought, however, was cut short when a loud horn like sound echoed throughout the war zone. Ocealea lifted her head only a moment, but was able to witness the slaughter of one of her allies at the hand's of the crab monster she had seen earlier. The beast that appeared was much larger than Ocealea's, and maybe even quicker. As the crab monster's massacred her party, Ocealea's creature perked its head up. "No! Bad! Sit!" Ocealea frantically whispered, praying that the beast wouldn't choose to attack the crab monster. Praying never worked in these situations. The red beast leaped forward at the crab monster, causing Ocealea to let out a frantic shriek. The claws that had so easily torn through flesh did nothing but bounce of the shell of this monstrosity. Before Ocealea had the chance to regain her thoughts, the crab's claw cut through her vision. It slammed down into her creature's head with crash that shook her bones. Ocealea's beast threatened to topple over, and it was then she decided to initiate the evacuation plan. She leaped from the creature as it collapsed into the ground. As it connected with the ground, the beast seemingly evaporated into multiple purple particles. The particles rose and swiftly flew towards Ocealea's mirror. In an instant, the particles were gone, along with the beast. The crab monster's attention now rested on Ocealea. Any attempts of evading the beast would most likely end with her meeting the same fate as he comrade did only mere minutes ago. There had to be something she could do to divert the monsters attention; there had to be a way out of this. In a flash, Ocealea's mirror flew in front of her. "Toodles," she whispered, blowing a kiss towards the monster. A swarm of large insects flew from her mirror. They were a much larger version of wasp, and flew with an intense purpose. They collided with the crab and began to impale the behemoth with their razor sharp stingers. As Ocealea watched the insects attack, she felt her heart racing. Summoning in such a consecutive fashion had taken it's toll on her energy. One more summon was all she predicted she had left for the time being. After that, she'd be forced to rely on her black magic. For the time being, Ocealea retreated from the heat of the action and stood at the rear of the group. Her insects would continue to attack the large crabs, and would completely ignore any allies of Ocealea. If eliminated, they would follow suite of the red beast, and simply return to Ocealea's mirror.
  10. Ayumi

    Small Town Mysteries

    "My...undergarments? Nope, I'm fully covered," Jenny assured the woman, glancing down at her clothing. Had the woman never seen someone wear a tube top before? Jenny had just learned of their existence around a month ago, and had even made a few herself! The feeling of the wind brushing on her exposed shoulders was so amazing that she couldn't just not wear them on these hot summer days. "This is my shirt, silly! I could totally make you one, if you're so amazed. You just have to make sure it's not to loose or else it would fall off, and we definitely wouldn't want that!" Jenny joked, seemingly not minding that Elaine was invading her personal space. Suddenly, the woman retreated and sprinted back into the mill. Jenny hadn't been aware that tube tops were so alarming! Without giving the situation too much thought, Jenny followed Torie inside the mill Following Torie's instructions, Jenny pulled out a large cooking pot and set it on the small cooking stove in the shop. The ingredients were relatively simple: celery, carrots, a pinch of salt here, some thyme there, some chopped up garlic wherever she pleased. Soon enough, the aroma of garlic filled the shop. Once Jenny was aware that the water was now boiling, she promptly threw in some chicken to finish up the meal. Eventually, Jenny came flying out of the shop and into the mill, cradling the large pot of soup like it was a child. "Phew! I thought for sure I was going to spill it! That would've been a waste!" Jenny stated, flying around Torie's large frame to plop the pot onto the table. With the soup safely escorted to its destination, Jenny let out a sigh of relief. "It's celery, carrots, garlic, salt, and thyme. Does it taste good? I have no clue!" Jenny explained, shrugging her shoulder at her last comment. Hopefully it was adequate enough as to not make anyone regurgitate, but you just never knew! Without another word, Jenny reached for a large wooden ladle and carefully filled the first bowl up to the brim. "Any takers? You won't regret it!" She asked, holding the bowl out expectantly to the group. You couldn't fend off evil kidnappers on an empty stomach, that was for sure!.
  11. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    Don't worry about it! Life comes first. :) Just so I don't get anything wrong, does the shop have a stove in it? I know it has an oven, but I wasn't quite sure about a stove. @Venus Sprite
  12. Ayumi

    Hasa Diga Eebowai

    Ocealea followed Echo's gaze and her eyes landed upon the ashy landscape below them. It appeared that the rail gun had left an substantial dent in the Tavadu camp. Things were already going their way, and they hadn't even landed yet! Soon enough however, the airship landed with a foreboding thud, signaling that now was the time to act. Ocealea glanced around at her teammates. The fear the party possessed was immediately noticeable, but Ocealea wouldn't allow them to feel so dismayed before things really kicked off. "Let us do this! I also ask that you refrain from trying to kill anything with purple eyes, I got them under control!" Ocealea asked, giving the group a small thumbs up. Before she could continue to galvanize the volunteers, the hangar door slowly opened. It all seemingly happened in a flash; people ran past her and were promptly shot down by stray bullets. Ocealea pulled her mirror close, leaned in, and whispered into the frame. The purple runes came to life, flashing a bright neon purple color. Ocealea's thoughts cleared, and she began to walk down the ramp and into the battlefield. The sound of violence plagued her ears. To the right, a body fell. To the left, a scream rung out. Ocealea raised a single finger and pointed forward. Her mirror flew forward and began to shoot out purple orbs of arcane energy at her targets. She spun gracefully to the right, sending out a beam into a nearby group. These attacks weren't nearly harmful enough to completely incapacitate her targets, but they did allow her to control the crowds in her favor. A figure moved in the corner of her vision, causing Ocealea to snap her head to the side. It appeared to be some type of beetle-horse crossover that looked suspiciously hungry. It leaped at Ocealea threateningly, letting out a shriek that made her bones cold. Ocealea moved the side, barely avoiding the razor sharp horns that threatened to pierce her. She countered by bringing a single heel down on top of the monster's skull. A sickening crunch sounded out, causing Ocealea to cringe. She pulled out her heel and saw that it was now coated in a yellow substance. "That's disgusting," she muttered, pushing down a sudden wave of nausea. She turned back to the chaos and surveyed the situation. It appeared that the Tavadu were severely overwhelming her group. They needed to take control over the battle field before things got to chaotic. Ocealea moved from her cover as her mirror slammed down. As it did during dinner, the mirror's glass shifted into the endless void. This time, however, the mirror's glass expanded as if it was a growing hole in the ground Soon enough, a monstrous hand emerged from the darkness, clawing at the edge of the mirror. The monster soon emerged. It reminded Ocealea very vividly of an extremely large lion. It's body was covered in dark red scales, and on its hands were razor sharp claws that could easily tear through flesh. It let out a roar and looked over expectantly at Ocealea, it's sharp teeth protruding just barely out of its mouth "It's mine!" Ocealea called out, quickly moving over to climb on top of the beast. Her mirror returned to her side just as the monster let out another roar. Bullets seemingly flung off it's scaly armor, which only enraged the beast further. "Go!" Ocealea screamed. And with that, the monster leaped forward with fascinating speed. If there was a time to advance, now would be it.
  13. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    I'm super sorry I'm posting late! Things have settled down and I finally have some free time on my hands, so hopefully I'll be able to get replies out faster in the future. :)
  14. Ayumi

    Small Town Mysteries

    "Whaa! What in a sheep's wool was that?" Jenny gasped, hurriedly standing up to glance out the window. The window was placed in such a way that Jenny's view of the scene was just barely obscured. She raised an eyebrow and turned to leave the mill. Her exit was cut short, however, as a panicked Marian informed Jenny of the current situation. "Oh wow. She certainly had too much to drink. She's lucky she didn't bring down the whole mill wall," Jenny commented, shaking her head disapprovingly. She moved past Marian and followed the sounds of conversation until she came upon Torie, Valkyr, and the drunken woman conversing once again. Would this woman ever get her thoughts straight? Flinging yourself into buildings wouldn't help at all! 'What if even the elders don't know anything? This is the first time I'm hearing of any disappearances; what if the elders haven't hear anything either?" Jenny inquired, twirling a strand of hair idly in her fingers. The whole situation flooded her mind with endless thoughts. Who was disappearing? Why were they disappearing? Maybe these people were just leaving town and the woman was just overreacting! Jenny grimaced at the thought of kidnapping, but the thought was too prominent to simply shove back down. These people had to end up somewhere, but where? "Okay, I'm totally not trying to stress out. It's bad for the skin," Jenny announced, tapping a finger on her cheek. When Torie mentioned that she would be returning inside the mill, Jenny let out a thankful sigh and followed. What exactly would happen when the night came? How was Jenny suppose to get her beauty sleep when the thought that she could be snatched up be some unknown entity ran rampant through her mind? If she disappeared, who was going to water her flowers? "Here Torie, let me help you. I can make a mean batch of soup. Well like, it's not mean or anything, it's just realllly good!" Jenny corrected herself. While her talent resided in tailoring clothing, Jenny didn't mind putting on her chefs hat once and a while! Tailoring was a lot like cooking anyway, except for you couldn't accidentally poison someone while tailoring. The resemblance was there, though!"
  15. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    I got home a lot later than I assumed I would but I’ll still be trying to get a post out sometime today! :)
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