"Goodnight, Travel Well," [PG-13 <-> PG-16][Not accepting/Started.]

[Snitch]

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The small coyote made its way to the door of the Inn, the crackle of lightning masking it for a moment before it was gone, a pale-skinned man in its place. His eyes were amber yellow, glistening in the darkness of the night, the rain falling lightly onto his Japanese-style spiked hair, branching out off his head in abstract directions. His hand slowly raised and clasped around the golden ring, and he tapped it once, the door swinging open, the muffled hustle-and-bustle sound of the inn amplified in a moment. The drunkards and bards were enjoying themselves loudly, conversation and gossip slipping from tongue to ear throughout the golden-lighted room. As the man stepped in, silence broke, everyone falling quiet, all eyes on him. Whispers travelled like the wind throughout the people, and the man’s heightened hearing caught every word – He’s a Walker, they all said. He let an inhuman growl pass his lips before he flicked a coin to the hardly surprised man behind the bar, saying he wanted Room Seven, no exceptions. He made his way up for the night, the rest of his band around somewhere.

 

Later that evening, he stepped back into the crisp, musky air, the moon bright. “Goodnight, travel well,” the Innkeeper said and he smiled.

 

“Travelling is the least of my worries. It’s what lies at the end of the road that chills me to the bone.”

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The World of Mehyr, pronounced Moor. It's not a place of magic, fairytales or princesses in castles. However, it is the land of the Walkers - a strange infamous group of a bandit-like profession, though they specialise in the creatures of the night. Whilst they slay fears they are feared themselves, all scared of them one day turning on the human race and declaring them obsolete. Though this has never happened, and probably never will, the Walkers attempt to live peaceful lives through the comfort of each other, resulting in their line continuing by mating with each other and never letting a human break into their line. And still, the legend of the Walkers grows and continues...

The World of Mehyr, pronounced Moor. It's not a place of magic, fairytales or princesses in castles. However, it is the land of the Walkers

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Skeleton. Rawr.

Name: (First, Last, and middle if your character has one.)

Age: (Preferably not over 30.)

Gender: (erm. yeah. =P)

Appearance: (Description, couple of lines minimum.)

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: (self-explanatory.)

General Personality: (couple of lines.)

Biography: (at least a paragraph. Keep in mind you're born with the Walker ability.)

Anything Else: (want to give some nice details? Give it here.)

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I reserve the right to refuse any sign-ups.

I reserve the right to refuse

[Guest Lily]

Name: Lilith Stark

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Appearance: A rather tall girl with blonde hair that reaches down to her knees and sapphire blue eyes. Usually wears a mini skirt and a short T-Shirt that only just comes to the top of her stomach. Never really where shoes or anything else apart from what I have said above.

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: Turns into a cheetah which has white spots instead of black. Missing all of the claws upon her left hind leg and her tail is double the length of a normal cheetah's to make up for this. Also has a scar across her left eye and her right fang is chipped.

General Personality: Usually a very caring and understanding person to other people's feelings and thoughts, she can also be quite the hothead when she is angered by someone that she finds an underling to herself. Though her appearance may look as if she isn't very intelligent, she actually is.

Biography: At the age of 5, Lilith found out her ability to turn into her animal form and at that time she could turn into a cheetah cub, looking exactly the same as her older version except alot smaller and cuter. At the age of 8, she accidentaly used her ability in public, where she was then chased down by many people to try and kill her. Until the age of 18, she lives her life on her own, except from her parents. After she was kicked out of the house at the age of 18 by her parents, she has had a rather bad condition to pass out without feeling anything to indicate that she will.

Anything Else: She doesnt trust many people, except from her family. She also finds girls just as sexy as guys ; wants to become bisexual.

[Snitch]

Accepted. I'm going offline now, so I will continue this, and probably start it, tomorrow.

[Juuzou]

Name: Yurai Quinn Scarr

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance: short black hair, and pitch black eyes. has a thin undershirt with a black sleeveless leather coat that has a smaller collar always popped up. on the back of the coat, it has a symbol depicting a cross with each protruding part equal from the distance, each one widening at the rounded ends.

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: A black cat, with bright green eyes. there are extra padding on the feet and sharp teeth

General Personality: Very uncaring of most things. lazy. feels that there is no purpose in life and walks aimlessly because he can, and if he dies, then he dies and nothing could be done. sometimes he gains violent mood swings, followed by headaches

Biography: Yurai never really payed much attention to his parent's, and vice versa. as soon as he knew how, he hunted on his own, and never relied on his parents. he became very spiteful of his parents, for reasons he never tells anyone. he never speaks to his family, and tries not to think of them. he had mood swings ever since he remembered, and always tried to stop him. he carries a container the size of a hiking canteen full of pills that will temporarily stop them. he doesn't always take them, though

Anything Else: please accept? =P

[angel_of_darkness]

Name: Anne Serena McBryde

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearance: She looks only about 15, though she is 3 years older than that, she is extreamly cute looking, much to her dismay, has shoulder length brunette hair, and electric blue eyes. She wears black jeans with a black leather belt with a silver skull as the buckle. For a top she wears a navy blue tank top with a dark brown jacket. She wears a sterling silver crucifix necklace with diamon jewlering that she keeps hidden becaus eit was a gift for her 13th birthday.

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: A small panther, though she is extreamly strong. Instead of a black coat she has more a brown, making her look more like a lioness and less than a panther.

General Personality: She can be very stubborn, mean, sarcastic, cruel and sometimes just a plain brat, but under all thoughs layers shes a very kind, caring, sweet girl. She also has a very wild imagination.

Biography: She grew up in a very wealthy family, learning she could get anything she wanted for the right price. This made her slightly spoiled, though she was taught modesty. She started hunting, with help of her dad, when she was 8. At the age of 13 she started hunting by herself, soon after that, she started charging people large sums for her services, earning enough to buy her own place to live. when she was 15 she learned both her parents died in a house fire. This caused her to become very closed off to everyone, making her hunting easier and pretty much her life.

Anything Else: She has coimetrophobia, making her afraid of cemeteries. She has a theroy that someone will reserect the dead, and they will find her when she's vulnerable and do to her, what she did to them.

[Snitch]

Both accepted.

 

Name: Raiko Marco Ledriatte

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Appearance: At first glance at Raiko you won't be able to look away, not due to his sub-royal light blue cape and navy blue shirt, but his piercing golden yellow eyes, looking completely inhuman on his face. His nose is small and lightly points out, curving inwards. His mouth is also small with practically colourless pink lips, normally curved into a smile, be it cold or normal. His left ear has a chunk taken out of it, though the skin has healed over so it makes a dip in the normal structure, and his ears are curved at the tip. He has earlobes; his chin is small, but his cheeks are bony and well-structured, with his thin eyebrows and short eyelashes. His hair is almost Japanese-style though his accent is pure English, deep brown spikes lashing out at the side of his head. He can normally be found in the above including cape, as a sort of 'signature' to his appearance, along with some unattractive blue jeans with no belt and he goes shoeless.

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: Coyote, the eyes are golden yellow, as partially normal, though different from normal coyotes. A chunk is missing from the left ear which causes it to droop slightly. Scratch across left side of chest. Dark brown in colour.

General Personality: Quiet and intelligent, socialising is one of the lower importances of Raiko's list of...importances. He's good in his work and enjoys working with the rest of his team, though he would never admit he has a soft spot in his heart for one of them. During battle, he'll always think before acting, keeping conversation to a minimum during briefing and just "getting the hell on with it."

Biography: Not really known to anyone else, Raiko's father abandoned him after his mother gave birth to him, leaving her to fend for the duo alone whilst slowly being taken by cancer. When Raiko was twelve, strangely, his mother died, and he moved on with his life, having discovered the Walker ability beforehand. Before his mother's death he hadn't been as quiet and almost emotionless as he is, but nobody, or those who follow his tale, are sure that that is the single reason why he became the shell of himself he is today. He slowly found other Walkers, firstly Lilith, and began to group them together, them being the only ones he believes he can truly be together with worry. As the group were moving through a town, words of a vampire were scuttled through and they were begged to help, doing so and eventually earning the start of their infamous reputation as Slayers as well as Walkers.

Anything Else: We can start now. ^-^

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The light fall of the rain fell against his tensed shoulders as Raiko stepped out of the abandoned house with a sigh, speaking out into the misty air as in almost at no one: "It was a bluff. There's no one here." he said to the clearing around him, and he heard the rustles as the rest of his 'band', or group, came out to meet him.

[Guest Lily]

Lilith came out of some of the bushes, some of her clothing ripping off of her clothes as it was caught on a twig due to her departure. Her sapphire blue eyes looked up and down at Raiko as she saw the figure and after a few more moments, she started to walk further to him. "So... What exactly happened in there Raiko? Anything interesting?" Lilith asked, an urge to know hinted in the way she spoke.

[Snitch]

Noticing the slight absence of her attire, he unclipped his cape and threw it to her, to let her use it to cover the exposed areas of her body. "Nothing but a Wraith. The small shadow demon was nothing; even the humans could have dealt with it." he hesitated; he had used the word 'humans' like he wasn't one. In truth, he wasn't entirely, but did that give him the right? "So much for a vampire."

[Guest Lily]

Lilith grasped onto the cape and wrapped it around her whole body, knowing that she was going to get colder the more she kept outside. "Yeah, but still... At least we got rid of something, yeah? For all we know, it could of just been a prank played by some little kid." Lilith said warmly, trying her best to cheer up the slightly disappionted Raiko. "Also, thanks for the cape, I think I'll need it..."

[Juuzou]

a black cat jumped off of a nearby tree and saw Raiko and Lilith. his green eyes made a dim glow in the dark night. he walked across the ground to them. he suddenly transformed into Yurai Scarr. he got up and said "so that Vamp was just a wraith?" he said. he had a habit of tuning in on other conversations...

[Naimo]

Name: Cleopatra Cryston

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearance: She has a very model feel about her. She is approximately 6'1", and has midnight-black hair which she ties in a high ponytail. Her eyes are bluebell-blue, and she has naturally long eyelashes. She usually wears a black jacket, a pair of black troussers, and 5 inch shiny black heels.

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: She changes into a wolf with midnight-black fur, which means she easily blends in with shadows. Her eyes are jasper-red and they also have long eyelashes. She has heightened reflexes than a standard wolf, and the claws on her front paws are longer than those on her hind paws.

General Personality: Behind her beautiful looks she is dangerous. Although she acts like she is clumsy and a little bit stupid, she is quite intelligent. She is very cunning, and knows how to manipulate people to get whatever information she needs to know. Despite this she prefers a back seat role, as she isn't very good at handling responsibilities.

Biography: She has always lead an independant life, mainly because her parents never paid much attention to her. She was six when she discovered her abilities. Two nights later she ran away from home, mainly because she felt she was wasting her life with parents who never really cared for her. For the next ten years she has lived with humans and in the wilderness. During day she would learn and aspire to be a model, and during the night she would change into her animal form and develop her hunting skills.

Anything Else: She has a thick French accent, and usually walks and holds herself with one hand on her hip.

[angel_of_darkness]

Anne cursed to herself, making sure her thin body was covered well in the bushes as she listened in intently. She kept her stunning blue eyes were closed, so it wouldn't attract any unnessisary attention. She continued cursing quietly, hearing that the 'vampire' was jsut a simple wraith. What was worse was that the other walkers got to the scene before she did. 'And now,' She thought harshly. 'I don't get paid.' She sighed, a little louder then intended.

[shadowferret]

Name: Diego Louis Millan

Age: 19

Gender: Male (I was so tempted to put hermaphrodite...>_>)

Appearance: Stuck in that transitory phase of looking too young to be a man but also looking too old to be a boy, Diego has the kind of face that makes people think he is incapable of doing wrong. His lips are average, not too thin and not juicy. The nose is not really small, and just a tiny bit larger than normal, ending in a rounded tip. His dark brown eyes have reportedly been known to turn honey-brown when he is happy, but that's only based on an ex-girlfriend who wasn't exactly the most sober bottle in the batch. Bushy eyebrows, a thin moustache and shoulder-length hair all share the same colour of black. He is not muscular at all, nor is he really that thin. The white dress shirt he's almost always wearing and black slacks tend to do a good job of hiding any... extra weight he carries on him. Thin, silver-framed glasses complete his ensemble, complimenting his dark, Hispanic/Native American skin tone.

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: The black ferret with a white "mask" and white "mittens" wears his whiskers long and his tail even longer. The nails are neatly trimmed, and the fur is only a little unkempt. When you look into the mustelid's eyes, they glow an odd green colour, especially if a light is right behind him.

General Personality: Diego is fairly intelligent, though he dislikes making a point of proving it. He is the type of person who, when it comes to his own affairs tends to be really lazy. He really gets into action if he's helping somebody else, and always makes it a point to give in his best effort when it's for somebody else's sake. He's very generous, and hates to see anybody else in pain. However, if he's in a tight situation, he always finds a way to ferret himself out. (Haha, I made a pun.) Also, he tries to be a gentlemen around women, yet happens to be quite the pervert.

Biography: Ever since he was 7 and his parents threatened to beat him for tipping over the family heirloom vase, he knew about his power. As the first fist came, he felt himself shrink into the mustela putorius furo, and quickly ran off into an air conditioning vent. He'd had a way out of his abusive parents' "punishments" finally, and ever since he and his family grew apart. At the age of 15 they died of Cancer, from all that stupid drinking and smoking. Being left alone with no siblings, he started moving from house to house, living with whichever girlfriend he was getting serious with. Once one of them told him she was pregnant, then revealed after a few months that she had lied to him, he began wandering on his own. He learned the value of the ferret's life, figuring out how to stash food and where the best stuff was. For a few months he'd lived his life as nothing but a ferret, but had to stop once he saw all the wrongs human beings did to each other. He now lives to ensure the youth of the world gets treated right, and to make sure the future is not filled with bitterness and hatred as the previous generation had been.

Anything Else: He's almost completely blind without his glasses. Also, he is very sensitive to the sadness and anger of others, and will always try to change that into happiness.

Anything else after that? Um.... Please accept me? >_>

[Snitch]

Both accepted. I can't post atm, busy, but will soon. ^-^

[Naimo]

If it had not been for the jasper eyes, no one would have known a wolf was slinking away in the shadows. She was stood nearby Lilith and Raiko, listening in on their conversation. Deciding she might as well reveal herself she silently strode out from the shadows and changed into her human form. She immediately put one hand on her hip and tossed her head back ever so slightly. "So. The vampire was a hoax, was it?"

[Navras]

i'd liek to join.

 

Name: Akihura "Crimson" King

Age: Twenty

Gender: male

Appearance: he has long dyed white hair that he keeps in two main hair styles, all combed back and put in a pony tail, or combed back and kind of spiky. he has pink eyes, though he is not albino, and white eybrows. his has a scar dunning across his nose and under his eyes. he has three more scars on his face, one on teh end of his top lip to teh left side, runing up to the bottom of his nose. one on his chin and stretches down his neck, and one shaped liek and X over his right eyebrow. his skin is tan. he's tall, about six three with plenty of other scars on his torso. he's naturally muscular all arouns his body, but he dosn't looks uper buff or anything he's actually quite skinny. he's wearing a plain white cloak that wraps around his torso completely accept for his right arm, black jeans and no shoes. he always wears a necklace with an ingraved heart on it.

Animal Form /w Appearance/Special Features: his animal form is a kamodo dragon, but a very odd one. the scars that he has as a human extend. the scales are a sortof cream color and its underbelly is white as can be. it's face is the main attraction. his face is covered by what can only be some kind of mask, i'ts almost skeletal, hugging the skin to his face it is almost like skin, just tougher. his eyes turn a fiercer colored pink instead of the faded color in his human form and his hair stays, stretching under the "mask" and down his back.

General Personality: quiet, he dosnt really like to be bothered and is easily angered at times. he is easily annoyed by three types of people, controll freaks, people that think they're better than everyone, and people that pick on the weaker than them. he can be jolly at times, but these are very rare and should not be expected often.

Biography: born with the ability of a walker, he knew he was different always. when the time came that he first turned, he ran away still in that form. for years after, he scrounged a living stealing, fighting, and unprofessional professional fighting. by the time he was fifteen, he had already the majority of the scars on his body that he possesed today. one night while in a home made steel cage match, he threw a man through the steel fence that surrounded them both. outraged, some one in the crowd ran up and gave him the scar on his chin with a knife. not aware of what happened, only aware of the new pain in his chin, akihura fell backwards and accidently changed. finding out what he really was, every one ran away as fast as they could, leaving akihura alone once more. he moved to another town to do the same thing again.

Anything Else: though easily angered and hard to get along with at first, when you get to really knwo him akihura is friendly towards you, and sympathetic to your pain and sadness. eh would protect you with everything he can.

did i do something wrong? if not, may i be accepted?

[Snitch]

Accepted, Golanx. Not accepting any longer.

 

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"You could say hoax, yes." Raiko replied, sighing and shutting his eyes, sitting himself down into the soaked dirt - it had rained the night before - and running a hand through his hair, confusing thoughts bubbling around his mind. "There's no sense in seeking revenge at the information giver," he said after a few moments. "It could well have easily been false information to give or just a Wraith trick." he said, thinking about one of the abilities Wraiths had that they called Personification, the act of assuming another form, though normally they screwed it up, either getting the colours of something wrong or being translucent.

[Guest Lily]

"You realize that the information giver could of thought that the Wraith was a vampire by the noise it was making inside this old wreck of a house, you know? Cause that Wraith was making alot of rather weird noises by the time we arrived, even I thought it was a Vampire." Lilith replied to Raiko's comment, now leaning against the house's outer wall as she spoke, resting her head gently against the wall also.

[Naimo]

Cleopatra moved forwards slightly, her heels sinking into the mud slightly. She winced as she saw the amount of elbow grease which would be involved in making them clean again. "Why did it have to rain last night? They're ruining my Jimmy Choos," she muttered, a hint of annoyance in her voice. She looked at Raiko. "So what now?"

[Navras]

akihura walked down a pather through the forest, a dee trail most likely, letting the saoked dirt from teh rain teh night before sink in between his feet.

"what dose that make, let's see... there was the one in omaha... the one in alaska... that one in california..." akihura continued to counto ff places in his head, continug them on his fingers as well.

"fifteen... i've been and gone to about fifteen different places now... i need to find somepalce to stay for good, or at least until the summer is over." akihura walked out of the trail from teh woods and noticed three people near an old house, talking. he walked over in thier directiong and asked, "could i trouble you two for directions to the next town? i'm a little lost."

[Snitch]

"You think everything is a Vampire, Lilith, just so you can wrap your hands around ones neck. Which won't kill it, by the way," Raiko said, his eyes distant as he thought on. At Cleopatra's words, he shrugged. "You all act as though I lead you. I just brought us together."

[angel_of_darkness]

Anne couldn't help but roll her eyes, listening to the man. "But because of this little...'trick' or 'Misunderstanding' as you would call it, some of us aren't going to get paid." She said harshly, coming out of the bushes. She stood there, one hand on her hip, it was obvious she was mroe than a tad annoyed with the situation.

[Guest Lily]

Lilith never liked Cleopatra's attitude. Heck, she didn't like Cleopatra full stop. With one swing of her leg, Lilith sent mud flying over Cleopatra, including her face and upper body. "Oops." Lilith said innocently, before giggling. "If you didn't want to get your most designable clothes dirty, why did you bring them here? I bet that you cant even move very far there that tight around your body."

[Navras]

akihura stodo watching the people bicker... maybe he hadn't spoken up loud enough earlyer he thought.

"excuse me, but may i trouble you for directions to the next town over?"

[Naimo]

Cleopatra simply took out a hankerchief and wiped her face. She did not retaliate or comment, but instead turned to Akihura. "We're quite a long walk away from the nearest town ... I think we're stuck in the middle of a forest." She walked past Lilith, checking to see if they were in the middle of a forest, and Lilith's cape "flew" off. Cleopatra stopped and turned, purposely digging the cape furthur into the ground with her 5 inch heels. "Oh dear me, someone needs new clothes." With her job done she walked back to Akihura.