Re:Petwora Rising Rebooted {OOC|Sign-Ups|Closed}

[Serah]

Uhm, just a random question, but have you guys had any history with spooky stuff?
Like Ayyyliens or just paranormal shit in general?

Not that there's any reason to it.

I-idiot.

[Spindle]

Well...crappy appy away!

Beastlord/Beastlady

Name: Juliet Verity

Age: Sixteen

Sex: Female

Sexual Orientation: Hetrosexual

Short Bio: Juliet was always a bright girl. From infant school through to primary and secondary school, she always managed to excel in whatever she put her mind to. And, although her parents would have prefered her to have spent her time interacting with people instead of sitting in the library, they were content to see her grades rocket upwards. Her brother became an artist by the age of twenty and moved out of home, severing yet another one of her contacts to the outside world. Once again, Juliet retreated into books and libraries.

Her cosy life was interrupted when she accidentally killed a fellow student. She didn't know it at the time, but this was the first time she was manifesting Sandra's characteristics. The second time she killed someone with eye contact, she put two and two together and took to wearing shades twenty-four seven. The third time, IMOSA put two and two together and had her sent to Petwora academy in order to both continue her education and learn to control her own abilities.

Appearance:

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Summon: A Cockatrice, named Sandra.

Summoned Aspects: The most obvious feature Juliet can take from Sandra is the Cockatrice's wings. Stretching out beyond her fingertips, they are perfectly capable of flight and braking, although they are exhausting to use and fragile against any form of attack. The less obvious manifestation is her inheriting Sandra's ability to kill with a glance. It should be noted that direct eye contact is needed, so sunglasses stop her from becoming a mass-murderer.

Weapon: A silver stiletto knife.

---

Choice Course: Biology

Personality: Juliet is rational. There aren't many other ways of describing it. She takes the universe at face value and doesn't imagine that there is anything hiding behind the veil. It is therefore ironic that not only does she live in a world of magic, but that she can summon a monster which defies all logic and understanding by science. The fact that she's going to a school where magic is taught is the cherry on the cake, and something which she is not best pleased about. Not by any stretch of the imagination.

Outside of this, Juliet is reserved and quiet and not the best at showing her emotions to others. That isn't to say she doesn't have them, but she does her best to keep them to herself. Despite this her emotions, and her empathy principally, tend to have a far greater role in guiding her actions than Juliet would usually feel comfortable with admitting to anyone. In fact, Juliet originally had her interest in biology piqued by her desire to help people, from the medical world.

Likes: Libraries, reading, hot chocolate.

Dislikes: Strenuous activities, loud people, arseholes.

---

Alignment: Lawful Good.

Theme Song: Yo, Science - Kabuto the Python

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RP Sample: Can I use the posts from this?

Did you read the Rules? Yup.

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Uhm, just a random question, but have you guys had any history with spooky stuff?
Like Ayyyliens or just paranormal shit in general?

Not that there's any reason to it.

I-idiot.

Not personally.

Well...crappy appy away!

Beastlord/Beastlady

Name: Juliet Verity

HOW DARE YOU WASTE MY TIME!

Seriously though. Drop the mirrors count as eye contact, and add a weapon. Then you'll be accepted.

I am right to assume that Sandra has only one form?

[Remnants of Exilvania]

Ugh
I can`t count how often I`ve listened to that song`s Nightcore version in the last weeks.

Whydoyoulistentonightcorethough.

It seems like Nightcore is a commonly accepted music genre.
I don't like it personally.
So much that if I even notice that the song is one I close the page immediately.

Of course, I'm not saying that to bother anyone, it's just my onions.

I just went there for the images...
And then I always had Nightcore playlist linked on my YT Start Page.
And I tended to listen music while looking at all your chitchat and writing my own part to it.
And so I ended up with listening it more often.

[Remnants of Exilvania]

By the way, Max... what sounds better Maonia or Lycax?

Lycax sounds better.

I'd also like to apologize for what I think are horrible posts on my part. I'm sort of in one of those in between mood-swing moments...

I`d probably have to apologize more for my sometimes long breaks in terms of posting. Plus I always feel my posts are less...personal...characteristic...emotional...whatever...than the posts of everyone else.

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Lycax sounds better.

I'd also like to apologize for what I think are horrible posts on my part. I'm sort of in one of those in between mood-swing moments...

I`d probably have to apologize more for my sometimes long breaks in terms of posting. Plus I always feel my posts are less...personal...characteristic...emotional...whatever...than the posts of everyone else.

Nah, its alright man

[Remnants of Exilvania]

Uhm, just a random question, but have you guys had any history with spooky stuff?
Like Ayyyliens or just paranormal shit in general?

Not that there's any reason to it.

I-idiot.

Personally? Nein.
Characterwise? Maybe

[Charlia]

Uhm, just a random question, but have you guys had any history with spooky stuff?
Like Ayyyliens or just paranormal shit in general?

Not that there's any reason to it.

I-idiot.

Characterwise? Yes.

Personally? Also yes. I think.

[Spindle]

Uhm, just a random question, but have you guys had any history with spooky stuff?
Like Ayyyliens or just paranormal shit in general?

Not that there's any reason to it.

I-idiot.

Not personally.

Well...crappy appy away!

Beastlord/Beastlady

Name: Juliet Verity

HOW DARE YOU WASTE MY TIME!

Seriously though. Drop the mirrors count as eye contact, and add a weapon. Then you'll be accepted.

I am right to assume that Sandra has only one form?

Oh, fuck. I forgot weapons.

And mirrors are dropped. Shame...I liked that thing about Cockatrices. Not so much the whole "ferret immunity" and "dies at cock-crow", but hey.

And yes, Sandra has only got one form. Yes, she looks like a chicken. Or a velociraptor. Whatever.

Beastlord/Beastlady

Name: Juliet Verity

Age: Sixteen

Sex: Female

Sexual Orientation: Hetrosexual

Short Bio: Juliet was always a bright girl. From infant school through to primary and secondary school, she always managed to excel in whatever she put her mind to. And, although her parents would have prefered her to have spent her time interacting with people instead of sitting in the library, they were content to see her grades rocket upwards. Her brother became an artist by the age of twenty and moved out of home, severing yet another one of her contacts to the outside world. Once again, Juliet retreated into books and libraries.

Her cosy life was interrupted when she accidentally killed a fellow student. She didn't know it at the time, but this was the first time she was manifesting Sandra's characteristics. The second time she killed someone with eye contact, she put two and two together and took to wearing shades twenty-four seven. The third time, IMOSA put two and two together and had her sent to Petwora academy in order to both continue her education and learn to control her own abilities.

Appearance:

---

Summon: A Cockatrice, named Sandra.

Summoned Aspects: The most obvious feature Juliet can take from Sandra is the Cockatrice's wings. Stretching out beyond her fingertips, they are perfectly capable of flight and braking, although they are exhausting to use and fragile against any form of attack. The less obvious manifestation is her inheriting Sandra's ability to kill with a glance. It should be noted that direct eye contact is needed, so sunglasses stop her from becoming a mass-murderer.

Weapon: A silver stiletto knife.

---

Choice Course: Biology

Personality: Juliet is rational. There aren't many other ways of describing it. She takes the universe at face value and doesn't imagine that there is anything hiding behind the veil. It is therefore ironic that not only does she live in a world of magic, but that she can summon a monster which defies all logic and understanding by science. The fact that she's going to a school where magic is taught is the cherry on the cake, and something which she is not best pleased about. Not by any stretch of the imagination.

Outside of this, Juliet is reserved and quiet and not the best at showing her emotions to others. That isn't to say she doesn't have them, but she does her best to keep them to herself. Despite this her emotions, and her empathy principally, tend to have a far greater role in guiding her actions than Juliet would usually feel comfortable with admitting to anyone. In fact, Juliet originally had her interest in biology piqued by her desire to help people, from the medical world.

Likes: Libraries, reading, hot chocolate.

Dislikes: Strenuous activities, loud people, arseholes.

---

Alignment: Lawful Good.

Theme Song: Yo, Science - Kabuto the Python

---

RP Sample: Can I use the posts from this?

Did you read the Rules? Yup.

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Accepted

[Spindle]

Accepted

Thanks! I'll get a post up tomorrow morning. Promise.

[Remnants of Exilvania]

I just wait a little for that Adam.
I now go play my beloved Vampire Counts and when I`m back and he still hasn`t responded I guess Dieter will mark him as a little dumb and start speaking only with Lora.
Eh, Dieter will be enemy of Adam anyways.

[Spindle]

"...I don't understand," she said slowly. "For one thing... how am I supposed to let people into my life instead of pushing them away?"

*Jessica slowly peers around the corner*

[Charlia]

"...I don't understand," she said slowly. "For one thing... how am I supposed to let people into my life instead of pushing them away?"

*Jessica slowly peers around the corner*

Hehehehehehehe...

[Charlia]

And now... EDGY VAGUENESS!



Shut up, it was the perfect moment for her to go on a defiant monologue about how dark and edgy she is because her past is dark and edgy as all get out, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut I felt it was too early in the RP for a long emotional exposition dump, whatever it's not my problem anymore, it's Merlin's problem now so I'll just be doing something. I really don't know what yet.

[Serah]

And now... EDGY VAGUENESS!



Shut up, it was the perfect moment for her to go on a defiant monologue about how dark and edgy she is because her past is dark and edgy as all get out, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut I felt it was too early in the RP for a long emotional exposition dump, whatever it's not my problem anymore, it's Merlin's problem now so I'll just be doing something. I really don't know what yet.

Well, I'll just have Theriam overhear it.
Since he's been distributing pancakes all around.

[Charlia]

And now... EDGY VAGUENESS!



Shut up, it was the perfect moment for her to go on a defiant monologue about how dark and edgy she is because her past is dark and edgy as all get out, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut I felt it was too early in the RP for a long emotional exposition dump, whatever it's not my problem anymore, it's Merlin's problem now so I'll just be doing something. I really don't know what yet.

Well, I'll just have Theriam overhear it.
Since he's been distributing pancakes all around.

Well if I get a reaction post that is fine by me.


But if he tells anyone she will kill him.

[Serah]

Well, I'll just have Theriam overhear it.
Since he's been distributing pancakes all around.

Well if I get a reaction post that is fine by me.


But if he tells anyone she will kill him.

He won't.
She already reminds him of his sister looks wise, and sometimes personality wise.

[Serah]

Uhm, just a random question, but have you guys had any history with spooky stuff?
Like Ayyyliens or just paranormal shit in general?

Not that there's any reason to it.

I-idiot.

Characterwise? Yes.

Personally? Also yes. I think.

Care to elaborate?
I'm very interested in those things, seeing as I always seem to have weird shit happening in my house all the time.

And it's not because of the elusive garden mower riding man.
At least, most of the time it isn't.

[Charlia]

Characterwise? Yes.

Personally? Also yes. I think.

Care to elaborate?
I'm very interested in those things, seeing as I always seem to have weird shit happening in my house all the time.

And it's not because of the elusive garden mower riding man.
At least, most of the time it isn't.

Well, it's entirely possible that this whole thing was just my mind playing tricks on me. It felt far too real and coherent to be a dream, but it could have been me seeing things due to tiredness.

Anyway, as you've probably gathered, it happened in the middle of the night. I'm a bit of an insomniac, so I was awake for about an hour before it happened. I just started hearing scratching sounds at my window.

Now, normally I'd use my genre-savviness to think 'Oh, thousands of book characters have heard scratching at their windows, it was always just a tree branch or something scraping against the glass.' The problem is, there aren't any trees by my house with branches that could get anywhere near my window. So, I thought maybe it was an animal or something, in which case I figured I'd just go over to my window and it'd be scared off when it saw me. Easy, right?

Well, anyway, I walked over to my window, and looekd outside. However, I didn't see an animal.

At least... I'm pretty sure that whatever I saw out there, whatever that strange, unidentifiable, and creepy beyond creepy shadowy thing was, it wasn't an animal.

As a Christian, I don't believe in urban legends or ghost stories--the Bible denies the existence of ghosts, and I just don't believe in creatures like Slenderman and other such things. However, I do believe in demons, and I also believe that those encounters where people truly see something they classify as paranormal and it isn't a hoax or their imagination--well, I believe that such things are the work of demons. After all, as I said earlier, the Bible says that there are no ghosts. So, by masquerading as ghosts or other such things, demons can fool people into thinking that the Bible isn't true. (Please note, I don't wish to shove my beliefs in your face. I'm simply explaining my thought processes that night.)

Therefore, I classified it as a demon. For a moment, I actually thought myself lucky--I mean, how many people actually get to see demons? Even if I wasn't exactly seeing it, because it was dark and it was hard to identify any important features other than what I think were eyes, which I was pretty sure were locked on mine.

Then it hit me that I was not in fact lucky, and so I pulled a trick from the Bible and just told it to go away(with a bit more fanfare 'cause I'm a naturally dramatic person). Then I went back to bed.

I checked again the next night, and I didn't see it, so... I'm assuming it was not just a shadow.

End of story.


Now, who is this elusive garden-mower-riding man?

[Serah]

Care to elaborate?
I'm very interested in those things, seeing as I always seem to have weird shit happening in my house all the time.

And it's not because of the elusive garden mower riding man.
At least, most of the time it isn't.

Well, it's entirely possible that this whole thing was just my mind playing tricks on me. It felt far too real and coherent to be a dream, but it could have been me seeing things due to tiredness.

Anyway, as you've probably gathered, it happened in the middle of the night. I'm a bit of an insomniac, so I was awake for about an hour before it happened. I just started hearing scratching sounds at my window.

Now, normally I'd use my genre-savviness to think 'Oh, thousands of book characters have heard scratching at their windows, it was always just a tree branch or something scraping against the glass.' The problem is, there aren't any trees by my house with branches that could get anywhere near my window. So, I thought maybe it was an animal or something, in which case I figured I'd just go over to my window and it'd be scared off when it saw me. Easy, right?

Well, anyway, I walked over to my window, and looekd outside. However, I didn't see an animal.

At least... I'm pretty sure that whatever I saw out there, whatever that strange, unidentifiable, and creepy beyond creepy shadowy thing was, it wasn't an animal.

As a Christian, I don't believe in urban legends or ghost stories--the Bible denies the existence of ghosts, and I just don't believe in creatures like Slenderman and other such things. However, I do believe in demons, and I also believe that those encounters where people truly see something they classify as paranormal and it isn't a hoax or their imagination--well, I believe that such things are the work of demons. After all, as I said earlier, the Bible says that there are no ghosts. So, by masquerading as ghosts or other such things, demons can fool people into thinking that the Bible isn't true. (Please note, I don't wish to shove my beliefs in your face. I'm simply explaining my thought processes that night.)

Therefore, I classified it as a demon. For a moment, I actually thought myself lucky--I mean, how many people actually get to see demons? Even if I wasn't exactly seeing it, because it was dark and it was hard to identify any important features other than what I think were eyes, which I was pretty sure were locked on mine.

Then it hit me that I was not in fact lucky, and so I pulled a trick from the Bible and just told it to go away(with a bit more fanfare 'cause I'm a naturally dramatic person). Then I went back to bed.

I checked again the next night, and I didn't see it, so... I'm assuming it was not just a shadow.

End of story.


Now, who is this elusive garden-mower-riding man?

Oh, nice story.

Well, as for the elusive Garden mower riding man, well...

I don't really know, I just hear the sounds.
It's started a few years ago, since it started to happen at what I call the forsaken hours now.
Cheesy innit.
Anyway, those hours recount the times when I hear that loud as shit sonuvabitch.
Which is around 1-5 AM.

This bastard comes around in my street every time at that hour.
Keep in mind that I live in a very calm neighborhood but I do live not even a hundred meters away from train tracks, so hearing the train go is not a rare occurrence, in fact, it's fucking annoying because it's way too damn loud.
Also, there have been shit tons of kids that have gotten their permit to drive motorcycles, so these annoying little shits almost make rounds around the block with their modified bikes that make way too much sound.
I shot at them once with an airsoft gun to tell them to fuck off, it worked for a day.
Either way, the Garden mower riding man is some guy that I've never seen that rides something, but that thing makes the sound only comparable to a rusty old garden mower.

And he makes the same rounds as the little shits do.
It's deafeningly loud due to the fact that I need to have the window open because it's hot as balls here.
So I have to put up with it.
The thing is, even when the sound comes from right under my window, THERE IS FUCKING NOTHING THERE.
So, I call him elusive because of it.
The thing is, every time he passes, and I'm the only person to hear it for more cheese to my story, things disappear.
Hell, last year, an entire car just went up and disappeared.

These days it's rare, but I've had encounters of ghosts previously, such as my grandparents some times.
But that's something else.

[Charlia]

Well, it's entirely possible that this whole thing was just my mind playing tricks on me. It felt far too real and coherent to be a dream, but it could have been me seeing things due to tiredness.

Anyway, as you've probably gathered, it happened in the middle of the night. I'm a bit of an insomniac, so I was awake for about an hour before it happened. I just started hearing scratching sounds at my window.

Now, normally I'd use my genre-savviness to think 'Oh, thousands of book characters have heard scratching at their windows, it was always just a tree branch or something scraping against the glass.' The problem is, there aren't any trees by my house with branches that could get anywhere near my window. So, I thought maybe it was an animal or something, in which case I figured I'd just go over to my window and it'd be scared off when it saw me. Easy, right?

Well, anyway, I walked over to my window, and looekd outside. However, I didn't see an animal.

At least... I'm pretty sure that whatever I saw out there, whatever that strange, unidentifiable, and creepy beyond creepy shadowy thing was, it wasn't an animal.

As a Christian, I don't believe in urban legends or ghost stories--the Bible denies the existence of ghosts, and I just don't believe in creatures like Slenderman and other such things. However, I do believe in demons, and I also believe that those encounters where people truly see something they classify as paranormal and it isn't a hoax or their imagination--well, I believe that such things are the work of demons. After all, as I said earlier, the Bible says that there are no ghosts. So, by masquerading as ghosts or other such things, demons can fool people into thinking that the Bible isn't true. (Please note, I don't wish to shove my beliefs in your face. I'm simply explaining my thought processes that night.)

Therefore, I classified it as a demon. For a moment, I actually thought myself lucky--I mean, how many people actually get to see demons? Even if I wasn't exactly seeing it, because it was dark and it was hard to identify any important features other than what I think were eyes, which I was pretty sure were locked on mine.

Then it hit me that I was not in fact lucky, and so I pulled a trick from the Bible and just told it to go away(with a bit more fanfare 'cause I'm a naturally dramatic person). Then I went back to bed.

I checked again the next night, and I didn't see it, so... I'm assuming it was not just a shadow.

End of story.


Now, who is this elusive garden-mower-riding man?

Oh, nice story.

Well, as for the elusive Garden mower riding man, well...

I don't really know, I just hear the sounds.
It's started a few years ago, since it started to happen at what I call the forsaken hours now.
Cheesy innit.
Anyway, those hours recount the times when I hear that loud as shit sonuvabitch.
Which is around 1-5 AM.

This bastard comes around in my street every time at that hour.
Keep in mind that I live in a very calm neighborhood but I do live not even a hundred meters away from train tracks, so hearing the train go is not a rare occurrence, in fact, it's fucking annoying because it's way too damn loud.
Also, there have been shit tons of kids that have gotten their permit to drive motorcycles, so these annoying little shits almost make rounds around the block with their modified bikes that make way too much sound.
I shot at them once with an airsoft gun to tell them to fuck off, it worked for a day.
Either way, the Garden mower riding man is some guy that I've never seen that rides something, but that thing makes the sound only comparable to a rusty old garden mower.

And he makes the same rounds as the little shits do.
It's deafeningly loud due to the fact that I need to have the window open because it's hot as balls here.
So I have to put up with it.
The thing is, even when the sound comes from right under my window, THERE IS FUCKING NOTHING THERE.
So, I call him elusive because of it.
The thing is, every time he passes, and I'm the only person to hear it for more cheese to my story, things disappear.
Hell, last year, an entire car just went up and disappeared.

These days it's rare, but I've had encounters of ghosts previously, such as my grandparents some times.
But that's something else.

You are being stalked by a demon who masquerades as a garden mower!!!


...I'm kidding. I have no idea what's going on. XD

[Serah]

Oh, nice story.

Well, as for the elusive Garden mower riding man, well...

I don't really know, I just hear the sounds.
It's started a few years ago, since it started to happen at what I call the forsaken hours now.
Cheesy innit.
Anyway, those hours recount the times when I hear that loud as shit sonuvabitch.
Which is around 1-5 AM.

This bastard comes around in my street every time at that hour.
Keep in mind that I live in a very calm neighborhood but I do live not even a hundred meters away from train tracks, so hearing the train go is not a rare occurrence, in fact, it's fucking annoying because it's way too damn loud.
Also, there have been shit tons of kids that have gotten their permit to drive motorcycles, so these annoying little shits almost make rounds around the block with their modified bikes that make way too much sound.
I shot at them once with an airsoft gun to tell them to fuck off, it worked for a day.
Either way, the Garden mower riding man is some guy that I've never seen that rides something, but that thing makes the sound only comparable to a rusty old garden mower.

And he makes the same rounds as the little shits do.
It's deafeningly loud due to the fact that I need to have the window open because it's hot as balls here.
So I have to put up with it.
The thing is, even when the sound comes from right under my window, THERE IS FUCKING NOTHING THERE.
So, I call him elusive because of it.
The thing is, every time he passes, and I'm the only person to hear it for more cheese to my story, things disappear.
Hell, last year, an entire car just went up and disappeared.

These days it's rare, but I've had encounters of ghosts previously, such as my grandparents some times.
But that's something else.

You are being stalked by a demon who masquerades as a garden mower!!!


...I'm kidding. I have no idea what's going on. XD

Me neither.
But that may explain a lot of my behaviors towards a lot of things.

But apparently my grandma was a witch or something according to my mom, so that may be a thing.
Maybe I somehow got the curse of the Garden mower ghost man.

At least it's original.

[Faal Lot Himdah]

SERAH!!!!!

I'm not mad by the way, just have the need to yell your name and shame my fist...

SERRRAAAAHHHH!!!!!!

*shakes fist*

[Charlia]

SERAH!!!!!

I'm not mad by the way, just have the need to yell your name and shame my fist...

SERRRAAAAHHHH!!!!!!

*shakes fist*

Aye, that fist should be right and truly ashamed of itself by now, being shaken about like that.



*wink*