Re: ...:The *Mixed* RP:...

by **Cyn431** 6/26/2010, 12:48 pm

[I've returned. o.0]

by Orodruin 6/26/2010, 1:01 pm

[Haha, welcome back person ^^ ]

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 1:08 pm

(Welcome back Cyn. Now that he is accepted wanna rp?)

I closed my mouth slowly. "Yep, part human part snake. The venom can kill a normal human in under a minute." I said softly. "So how about your shift? What do you turn into?"

by Orodruin 6/26/2010, 1:11 pm

Dark Fairytales wrote:I closed my mouth slowly. "Yep, part human part snake. The venom can kill a normal human in under a minute." I said softly. "So how about your shift? What do you turn into?"

Falcon held out one hand, and watched as his skin turned more leathery, and a deep blue-color, with swirls of moon-colored flecks. Long claws shafted out from his fingers.
"I can control it pretty well, now, I guess." he said, referring to shifting.

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 1:17 pm

I couldn't resist covering my mouth with my hand. I was surprised. "Wh-What is it? That you turned into I mean?" I asked him. It was... pretty awesome!

by **Cyn431** 6/26/2010, 1:23 pm

[*glances at Twilit* hi there!

'Ello human. [xD]

[Yay, acceptance! applause

Sure, I'm ready to RP Dark, should I start or do you want to?]

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 1:27 pm

(You can =])

by **Cyn431** 6/26/2010, 1:51 pm

[Okie dokie. nod

]

Crystal had no idea where she was, and quite frankly didn't give a darn at the time. There were only three things her mind was processing right now: she was running in a forest, it was around midnight, and she was in freak mode. Freak mode could be taken two different ways. Either it could be mean she was in a state of panic, which she was, or she was out of the light which meant she was in her freaky Ghost Rider form that had a tendency to scare everyone she met out of their minds. That was one reason why Crys didn't make a lot of friends. Another reason was because she just didn't have a time. For this portion of her life, Crystal had been doing two main things: one would be running from the government, especially Ruby, her own sister, and the other thing would be fighting her off so she can get a head start at running again without many injuries. Those were just two very broad ways to speak of what she did though.

[For a better image of what Crystal is like as her complicated Ghost Rider, she's the blue one if you click this: http://www.comicsbulletin.com/news/images/0810/GhostRider_29_Cover.jpg]

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 2:04 pm

(The link didn't work)
I struggled to keep moving through the forest, but by now my legs were aching from running for over an hour. Finally, my legs gave out and I crumpled to the ground. New record. I thought while gasping for air. My legs weren't the only thing to ache, but also my lungs. I brought my watch to my face and pressed a button so it would stop counting. Two Hours, forty-five minutes and six seconds I thought to myself as I cleared the numbers. That's how long I managed to run as fast as I could. I had never sprinted near an hour before, my legs were getting stronger. Just as I had hoped.

I struggled to crawl to a tree stump, having to use my elbows to move my body as my legs now refused to work. I heaved myself to sit on the tree stump, outstretching my legs dutifully across the mossy floor. I slowly turned my head to the right when I heard footsteps. They were far apart in timing, which meant someone was running. My ear twitched when I realized this person or animal was coming right towards me. I covered my legs in moss so they were unnoticeable and stretched them out across the floor. When the thing got nearer, I gasped in awe. A skeleton? This skeleton thing was heading straight for my legs and would probably trip. I tried to pull them inward but my legs wouldn't move. Oh, this is just great.

by **Cyn431** 6/26/2010, 2:35 pm

||OOC|| Oh, I see the problem. Try this one--> http://www.comicsbulletin.com/news/images/0810/GhostRider_29_Cover.jpg <-- same one without the parenthesis at the end. ||OOC||

Although this skeleton had no ears, as they were mere cartilage on a body, Crystal could hear with it, as well as see and use other senses. The footsteps pounded inside her hollow skull with much more amplification than they would for anyone else, so to her the strong inhalation was just natural breathing in and out to Crys's "ears". Her gaze darted around the area for signs of life anywhere around her, and a few mere footsteps away from the exhausted guy she spotted him. Crystal knew this wasn't going to be something easy to avoid, considering her running speed for the past five minutes. Through the empty pits where eyes should be, she glanced up for a decent tree branch and leaped up to latch onto it in order not to trip over the guy. Crys winced, afraid the branch would incinerate in seconds, but exhaled with relief as she recalled she was wearing worn leather gloves that day.

You probably scared the crap out of whoever you almost tripped over, you big freak, she reminded herself, and turned around to check back on him. Well, wasn't this awkward. A big leather suited skeleton was about to reveal she had the same voice as your average teenage girl—on the run from the government because she's a double Psychic, anyway, however average that can get. "Er, you okay?" Crystal asked with an uneasy tone, lightly dropping down to the ground a good foot or two away from a near disaster.

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 2:45 pm

(Ah, I see now)

I was completely surprised when I heard the large skeleton's voice. He...well she I suppose...She sounded like a teenage girl. I had completely expected a deep booming masculine voice, but perhaps I had been watching too many movies lately. " Uhm, yeah. " I muttered, unable to stop staring at her.

by **Cyn431** 6/26/2010, 3:16 pm

More weight got plucked off of the skeleton's shoulders as she was informed that no harm had been caused in the little incident she recently participated in. Regardless, though, Crystal still felt like there was a lot pushing down on her, probably from the guy's unmoving stare. She figured she should be used to it, since that's what every human did at first glance—or superhuman at that. Then again, Crys didn't stop enough to meet a whole lot of either species.

Then she remembered she was still a skeleton. Normally if she'd gotten anywhere in terms of conversation or anything with anybody she would have proven herself at least slightly human by walking into the sun. Crystal's gaze wandered a bit longer to see if she could find a sign of any moonlight beams, but the nearest one was too far away for her to clearly make her point. A longing sigh escaped her, probably the most human sound anyone would hear her make as a skeleton. In domesticated situations, her teenage form was definitely preferred over the beast she was. Out of caution Crys scanned the area, and after verifying there was no sign of her sister there, she seemed to relax, though only a little.

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 3:26 pm

I decided to both close the silence and clear something up that I knew she thought. "I'm not afraid of you. Sorry for the staring, just surprised, really." I said, standing up stiffly. My legs ached greatly, and I could hardly stand.

by **Cyn431** 6/26/2010, 4:03 pm

At the sound of a voice, Crystal instinctively shot her attention right back the guy's way. So he wasn't afraid. For some her voice ruined the fear of it all, for others it made things worse due to all the worry they get filled up with after seeing so many movies and developing theories based on them all. Or whatever went on in their heads. In this case, it was the much more common former.

As he made his apology, Crys couldn't help but chuckle. "It's not every day you almost get ran over by a skeleton that was set on fire,"" she pointed out. Well, she wasn't exactly set on fire, it was just part of the curse she was so kindly blessed with by her mother, heavy sarcasm on the blessing part. Hopefully he would understand that much though.

Crystal watched as the guy tried to stand up, seeming to find struggles in doing such a simple task. Maybe it was from running a lot, or perhaps he had some kind of disability with his legs. She chose not to ask anything of it though.

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 4:39 pm

I laughed at what she said. "So true." I agreed.

by MCRRockz123 6/26/2010, 7:28 pm

(( sorry I havnt been on in 6-? days I was at Band Camp this week with my school band. ))

by **Cyn431** 6/26/2010, 10:23 pm

Crystal would have smiled if bones had that kind of capability, but in a sense she was smiling on the inside. Beneath her breath she mumbled a couple extra details, most likely incoherent unless they were really listening. "One that's actually a teenage girl running away from the government, can move things with her mind, create force fields and heal almost any wound surgically with her hands alone—"

That's when Crys remembered her feet. She'd been running barefoot the entire time, and as it takes pain anywhere in the gaps of her bones in order to really be felt by her, she didn't really mind running like that, and in fact preferred it as a skeleton. But if there were any indentations in her bones, they would hurt immensely as a human, so Crystal knew she would have to Stitch them as soon as she could. Quickly she sat herself down on the ground and began feeling around her many tiny foot bones for any imperfections.

by Dark Fairytales 6/26/2010, 10:42 pm

Considering I had extra good listenning senses thanks to my dragon form, I heard every word. "Your running from the government? And your psychic? And you can create force fields and heal wounds?" I asked, amused.

by **Cyn431** 6/27/2010, 12:26 am

Crystal lifted her gaze up from her bony foot at the mentioning of almost everything she'd said in another's words. Not a lot of people could hear what she mumbled, anywhere she went and anyone she met. If she hadn't been around him for a while, she probably wouldn't have responded so openly, but considering he hadn't made any attempt of attack yet, could it be such a bad thing to speak up? Nope. "Yes, in a sense yes, and yes," Crys answered to his echoes respectively and simply as she found a dent in her bone. From there she proceeded to move the tiny finger tip bone of hers in a small swift circle around it, focusing the mental image of the bone whole once more. Once a certain feeling had been established on that spot, her palm covered it from sight, and a mere second later the bone was revealed good as new. She could only make bones look like that. Muscles and tissues always ended up scarred, but that wasn't often a problem.

by Dark Fairytales 6/27/2010, 3:50 pm

Dark Fairytales wrote:I couldn't resist covering my mouth with my hand. I was surprised. "Wh-What is it? That you turned into I mean?" I asked him. It was... pretty awesome!

(For Twilit)

by Orodruin 6/27/2010, 3:50 pm

Dark Fairytales wrote:I couldn't resist covering my mouth with my hand. I was surprised. "Wh-What is it? That you turned into I mean?" I asked him. It was... pretty awesome!

[>X3]

He shrugged. "I don't know. I don't think is an actual thing, really." he squelched his powers, and shook out his sixteen-foot-wings a little.

by Dark Fairytales 6/27/2010, 3:52 pm

"Oh, well it's cool." I said with a smile. I suddenly realized how tired I was and yawned.

by Orodruin 6/27/2010, 3:52 pm

Cyn431 wrote:[*glances at Twilit* 'Ello human. [xD]

[Gasp D: I be not a MORAL! I be of ELVIN BLOOD! Moahahahahah >:3 Be jealous.
And no, I ain't copying Mia >_> I was Elvish before I met her.]

by Dark Fairytales 6/27/2010, 3:55 pm

(Haha, if your elvish then you will understand this :: Uel Andune )
(I am a bit rusty, however)

by Orodruin 6/27/2010, 4:03 pm

Dark Fairytales wrote:"Oh, well it's cool." I said with a smile. I suddenly realized how tired I was and yawned.

[I need to brush up on my Elvish ^^ but I know a TON about the LotR in general.]

He shrugged. "S'pose." He beckoned her. "C'mon." he led her up into the top of the buildings, and into a small room, bolts of material lined the floor, and was spread over the tables.
"Sewing room." he said, perching on the metal table.

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