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  • Birthday 02/04/1998

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    Pennsylvania
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  1. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    I'd prefer the first option, but either one is fine!
  2. Ayumi

    Small Town Mysteries

    "Hey! He wasn't a creep! He just liked helping his mom!" Jenny corrected Elaine, a frown appearing on the girl's face. She picked at her soup and continued to idly listen to Elaine as she spoke. All this talk about dryads and electric sheep certainly sent Jenny's mind through the loop. Were the sheep dressed up like lightning bolts? Or did they simply electrocute anyone who grazed a finger on them? Jenny eventually stood up and moved into the kitchen to begin to wash out the bowls that had been licked clean of soup. Outside, the sun began to sink over the mountain, casting an orange light on the village. Valkyr hadn't returned yet, but she just chalked it up to him running into some sort of obstacle that interrupted his excursion. The trees at the edge of forest blew back in forth together in perfect symmetry. That feeling of dread entered Jenny's stomach again. The forest completely changed during the night. The beautiful green leaves turned into black masses that seemingly taunted you as you watched them. She hated those woods. "That's a really weird question. Ummm, I'd probably stay with my dad. He goes out into the cities and stuff so I'm pretty sure he'd know a lot about this Whispernight shenanigans. We'd probably stay in the basement of my house. It's really well hidden so the evil thing that you keep saying is going to try to kidnap us would probably get confused and eventually leave. It's foolproof, right?" Jenny explained, picking up the silverware and returning to the kitchen. Once she had finished with those, she returned and sat down at the table. "So we're all sleeping in here tonight? It'll be like a sleepover! I should've brought my nail polish; we could've painted each other's fingers and toes! And then we could've braided our hair. I wish you would've told me about this sooner!" Jenny said, obviously disappointed at the lack of sleepover items present in the mill. "Sooooo, is there anything we should worry about before we go to sleep? How do we not get taken by the spooky ooky kidnapper people?" Jenny asked, directing her attention towards Elaine.
  3. Ayumi

    Hasa Diga Eebowai

    The walk to the center of the volcano had been absolutely agonizing for Ocealea’s feet. Calluses and bruises would definitely be appearing after everything was said and done. However, not one complaint came from the woman’s mouth. Her mind had been set on rescuing the kidnapped villagers, and a pair of sore feet wouldn’t divert her from the objective. Much to her displeasure, the boy that they had been able to keep alive had seemingly passed away of what Ocealea believed to be natural causes. Their only source of reliable information had been taken away in a flash. As they emerged from the tunnels and finally came upon the black fortress, Ocealea felt beads of sweat forming on her temple due to the volcano's temperature. Breathing felt like more of a task than a simple automatic action. Once Jigsaw had taken out the guards on top of the towers, Ocealea quietly followed the group across the bridge and into the village, careful not to let her heels collide too harshly against the molten rock beneath her. “This would be beautiful if it wasn’t so hot,” Ocealea commented, glancing up at the sky above them. The fact that these villagers had been completely capable of handling the heat on a daily basis completely flabbergasted Ocealea. “There’s no one here. I’d assume that the ominous beating of the drums is where they are all gathered,” She listened for a moment, “I believe it’s coming from up there,” Ocealea finally concluded, raising a finger to point at the large structure that sat directly below the opening of the volcano. “Oooo! I think I just had a splendid idea! Alrighty, listen up,” Ocealea called out, taking charge of the group for the first time since she had arrived. “What if we had some type of diversion to distract the villagers from above? They would never expect us to come from the inside, correct? So if we had someone to keep them occupied while everyone else snuck into the frightening drum beating arena, then they would have no idea what hit them!” Ocealea explained, snapping her fingers. Her mirror gilded downward and laid flat against the molten surface. As it had done before, the mirror expanded and contorted until a large serpentine figure rose from the void. It appeared to be a large winged serpent with radiant blue scales; it was floating elegance at its finest. It silently floated above the group, as if waiting for some type of order. “Surprise! This is...is the distraction!” Ocealea said, doubling over. Eventually, she rose back up and smiled, “I’m fine. Summoning monsters does take its toll on you! Anyways, as soon as you start to hear a scream that makes you want to rip your ears off, that’s your sign to proceed. It’ll be incredibly loud so the villagers won’t be able to hear what’s going on behind them,” Ocealea concluded. The serpent silently dropped down, allowing Ocealea to climb on its back. “See you all up there,” Ocealea called out. Eventually, the beast flapped its scaly wings and soared into the sky above them. A few minutes later, a loud shriek echoed throughout the volcano; It was the shriek that Ocealea had warned them about. Ocealea had created the opening, the others just needed to capitalize on it while they had the chance.
  4. 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?"
  5. Ayumi

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    Feel free to reply before me! It's no biggie :)
  6. 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!
  7. 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. :)
  8. 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!
  9. 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.
  10. Ayumi

    Hydraea Merel

    𝐻𝓎𝒹𝓇𝒶𝑒𝒶 𝑀𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁 "𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒾𝓉." 𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 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 𝒫𝒽𝓎𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝒜𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓈 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. 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓉 𝒯𝑒𝒸𝒽𝓃𝒾𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈 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. 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 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. 𝐻𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 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. 𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓈 [ TBA ]
  11. 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.
  12. 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.
  13. 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!.
  14. 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
  15. 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.
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