The world of the dead and living RP ~ players needed

[COLOR=333333]Name: Logan McCormick Age: 17 1/2 (Likes to say he's 18) Gender: Male Interests: Music, practical jokes, his band Phoenix Tears Personality: Nice, fun-loving guy. Generally easygoing, but just don't give anything he could use to prank you. History: Started the small garage band Phoenix Tears with a group of his friends. (Anyone want to join?) Is the lead singer and pretty good at guitar, if he does say so himself. Crush: Girls! Gf/bf: None. Appearance (optional): Pic:[/COLOR] [COLOR=333333]Other: Username: Gertrude McFuzz[/COLOR]
(Accepted$
 
dante sat up from his weird bed of cushions and sighed. ahhh, another day to get on with. he got up and put on some sunglasses then walked outside. he waited for a while before deciding to get something to eat.

Name: varissa
Age (death:) 17
Age (now):23
Gender: female
Species: angel
Coven: flight coven
Interests/talents: loves to read and plays the flute
Personality: very shy but jumpy once you are her friend. curious, loves to fly. she loves helping those love birds who need help.she considers herself to be a 'love expert'
History: she died saving a friend from her school who tried to commit suicide off the san francisco bridge. she had pushed her friend out of the way while in mid jump and accidentally fell off the bridge landing on very sharp rocks, conforming her body to different shapes that were unnatural. after her funeral she woke up in a coffin with wings and eventually escaped. her family still believes she id dead, and she lives with the flight cove for about 4 years now.
Crush: none yet
Gf/bf:
Appearance (optional): light brown hair and amber eyes. 5 " 7, very skinny.
Pic:

Other:
Username: kyda13
 
dante sat up from his weird bed of cushions and sighed. ahhh, another day to get on with. he got up and put on some sunglasses then walked outside. he waited for a while before deciding to get something to eat. [COLOR=333333]Name: varissa Age (death:) 17 Age (now):23 Gender: female Species: angel Coven: flight coven Interests/talents: loves to read and plays the flute Personality: very shy but jumpy once you are her friend. curious, loves to fly. she loves helping those love birds who need help.she considers herself to be a 'love expert' History: she died saving a friend from her school who tried to commit suicide off the san francisco bridge. she had pushed her friend out of the way while in mid jump and accidentally fell off the bridge landing on very sharp rocks, conforming her body to different shapes that were unnatural. after her funeral she woke up in a coffin with wings and eventually escaped. her family still believes she id dead, and she lives with the flight cove for about 4 years now. Crush: none yet Gf/bf: Appearance (optional): light brown hair and amber eyes. 5 " 7, very skinny. Pic:[/COLOR] [COLOR=333333]Other: [/COLOR] [COLOR=333333]Username: kyda13[/COLOR]
(Accepted.)
 
Ivory yawned as she sat up in her bed. She hopped off the side as walked to the mirror. Nothing. As usual. But she knew her hair was a tangled frizzy mess. She grabbed a brush and quickly ran it through her hair, enough to untangle it, though it wast exactly straight. She put on her short black shorts and pearly long sleeve blouse. She flicked her strawberry blond hair over her shoulders, the ends of it brushing the back if her legs. She picked up her shoulder bag an ran out of her room into the dining room. She grabbed an apple and stuffed it in her mouth as she grabbed a apple crumb muffin too. She didn't want to be late for school. She looked down at her bare feet, not wanting to put shoes on.
 

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