Post by baas on Feb 1, 2011 9:32:02 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"People are stupid; given proper motivation, almost anyone will believe almost anything. Because people are stupid, they will believe a lie because they want to believe it's true, or because they are afraid it might be true."[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
Hon? What? My name isn’t “hon” it’s Baas Stolas,
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
My date of birth holds no relevance to you, but if not knowing pains you so, I was born on the 1st day of march. Before I ended up wherever I am now I was celebrating my twenty-seventh birthday. My allegiance rests with not a soul beyond my brother, so I imagine “unknown” would be a decent answer.
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
I prefer the “masculine half” of the gender spectrum. And while I am not a stranger to the body of a woman it is not what I crave as of late.
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
Behold my frame and ask yourself, what role could someone with less meat on their bones than a starving child possibly serve in battle? I am quite clearly of the spell-slinging variety you inept twit. A healer to be accurate, although; do not expect my services to come without a price. I’d sooner waste away even further than service you barbarians for free.
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"I. I have no idea what that even means."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
If my tall, but gangly appearance doesn’t answer your question I suggest getting your eyes checked. Clearly I am five-foot ten.
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
Oh your bold, I like that. Keep that up and I might start to like you. I am a hundred and fifty pounds.
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
My personal what? Dress your questions in words I can understand. Are you referring to my attire? I am fairly thin for an adult and even a child, as such clothing of nearly all stripes tends to hang awkwardly from my body. In order to preserve some degree of my dignity I wear a simple cloak. Blood red in hue, I keep it fastened tightly around my waist least it falls off.
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
Suzu Peacemaker
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Flattery will get you everywhere with me.."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
“Would you like to take a wild guess as to what activities a healer enjoys? Well, I am the total opposite of what you’d expect. For starters, I loathe restoring the health of others without payment of some kind. People should help themselves instead of burdening me with their problems. Another thing that irks me greatly are ingrates, especially the types who complain about the fact that I charge money for aid. If you want my blessing you will have to pay for it. That reminds me of another dislike of mine and that is charity. I cannot stand others who willingly give of themselves without payment. It just seems like an attempt to gain praise in my opinion.
Now for things I like. I am fond of sweets, in particular chocolate. I love its sweet taste and the fact that it can be combined with almost any flavor. Another thing I enjoy is gambling, whenever I find my pockets overflowing with money it’s off to the local gambling hall. Lastly, I must admit I am guilty of the same hubris I chastise my colleagues for. The difference being I enjoy being feared than loved."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
Well, I keep my younger sibling locked up in my room in makeshift bondage. No, I am not kidding. As for dirty habits? I tend to charge people the most money for my services when they are in terrible agony because that's when they pay the most.
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Coolness? As in an ice spell? Do you dare to challenge me mage!? Be warned that I am not as helpless as my title of “Healer” would make me out to be. I may deal in holy magic, but I assure you if need be I can handle myself.
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Perhaps, but I warn you. I do like a little “pain“ with my pleasure."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"I don’t dance. I tried it once, but I didn’t like it.”
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"My mother died when my brother was born and my father soon passed on as well shortly after enrolling us as healers for our local chapel. I am unaware of any other family I might have besides him.”
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
“Just my younger sibling. He is enough of a pet for me.”
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I was enrolled in a local chapel along with my brother at the age of 13 and he was 7, if I recall correctly. Life went on fairly uneventfully until I graduated and became a full-fledged white mage. With my training finished I set off to find my own destiny alongside my brother. “
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"I am both confused and incredibly aroused."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Lust
age. 22
rp experience. 7 years
rules. Thundaga!
rp sample.Into a shadow laden alleyway ran Aya, a young woman pursued by a relentless predator. Dawn guided her way as it speared the darkness with pillars of light, illuminating her path. Despite the paralyzing fear that froze her lungs, the youngster still clung to hope. At her back was the dangerous beast and before her lay only the partly lit narrow path. Suddenly the teenager’s eyes became alit with hope as an open door came into view. If only Aya could reach it before the monster caught her, the girl thought. No. Her life was depending on it, she had to make it no matter what. “ Without warning Aya found herself pulled to the ground, the victim of some unseen force that left her earthbound. “Why can’t I move?” Finding her voice, Aya attempted to scream for help only to have it stolen from her once more. Unsure of what this thief was, Aya’s instincts took over, compelling her delicate fingers to desperately tear away whatever clutched her throat.
“It’s no use.” A soft voice wafted through the air, sending chill’s down Aya’s neck, it was the beast. Hiei eyed his prey dully, she would make a tasty snack, but the hunt had grown tiresome. “I am so bored with you, be gone.” Hundreds of black strands laced her body before dragging Aya down into the darkness. Bored with his hunt, Hiei left the alley in search of some amusement. “That’s what I hate about this realm, everything is ALWAYS closed when I wake up.” From left to right Hiei’s eyes’ rolled as he looked over the various closed stores. While a few scant shops were still open they didn’t hold his interest for very long.
“Hurry up, I want to catch the fortune teller before he leaves.” Whined the schoolboy to his friend following behind. “Wait, Koto!!” Said the youngster to the other boy, both of whom ignored the nearby vampire. “Fortuneteller? That should be an interesting distraction.” Hiei mused, with fangs on display. “Boys, where might I find this fortune teller?” Looking back, the youngster leading the charge gave the vampire a curious glance before directing him. “It’s up this way and to the right.” “Thank you, young man.” The vampire‘s voice was gracious, a hypnotizing gaze following close behind. Hiei decided to save them as a meal for later, but for now he would amuse himself by having his fortune read.
The vampires journey was short and the destination unexpected. A humble coffee shop, one of many that littered Japan, and like its brethren, adorned with colorful Japanese aesthetics. The store seemed to be in the process of closing, but a small group of people from young to old gathered around the entrance anyway. “Interesting, I wonder what’s going on here? “ Hiei’s curiosity only heightened as he neared the gathering, anticipation gnawing at him with each step. “Perhaps, this is the so-called fortune teller?” Collective gasp from the crowd could be heard as he moved in.
“Read my fortune next!” Yelled a child, who along with the crowd, seemed ignorant of the quickly fading sun. Hiei couldn’t help, but be amazed by the sway this mysterious being held over the human cattle. Its “scent” was unlike that of a vampire and when the seer came into view his doubts were confirmed. Mahogany locks sat messily atop his crown, a fitting match for the brown eyes below, set upon a fair skinned canvas. “Handsome man.” Hiei’s gaze settled upon the fair-skinned creature, a hunger in his eyes. “Excuse me, I know you are closing up soon, but do you mind reading my fortune? Afterward how about a walk?” A collective chill ran down the onlookers spines, of course this was intentional. Hiei was interested in this mystery man and he didn’t like to share.
