Between Life and Death RP

[CP Chicken]

Yup! I'll start making someone now

(Sweet!)

 

[QuackSpeak]

Name: Jace
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Species: Fallen
History: Jace fell a long time ago, when he was only seven years old. The memory still hurts him, but Falling so young has helped him a lot. Because of his sweet, seven year old way of thinking, time and stubbornness let Jace be able to mostly resist the urge to kill. Now, when he has to eat, he kills animals. Occasionally, he slips up and kills a human or Guardian, but those incidents are few and far between.
Personality: Easygoing, stubborn, forceful
Appearance: Bright blue eyes, brown hair
Weapon(s): Anything
Relationship: RPing with Mute
Username: QuackSpeak
Other: Nope

 

[QuackSpeak]

(@CPChicken , sorry I took so long. I had to go do something)

 

[CP Chicken]

(@CPChicken
 , sorry I took so long. I had to go do something)

(No worries! Jace is a really cool character; good work!!

 

[QuackSpeak]

(No worries! Jace is a really cool character; good work!!

(Thanks

Wanna start? Or should I quote the last post you did w/ Mute and start from there?)

 

[CP Chicken]

(Hmmmm. Well the real question is: should they already know each other or are they first meeting?)

 

[QuackSpeak]

(Hmmmm. Well the real question is: should they already know each other or are they first meeting?)

(First meeting, if that's okay? But either way is fine)

 

[CP Chicken]

(First meeting, if that's okay? But either way is fine)

(Okay, first meeting is fine with me. I think that... well I don't know.. you can either just quote my last post with Mute or you can start your character off nearby and then my character could somehow bump into Jace; Whichever way you'd like to start off is alright.)

 

[QuackSpeak]

(Just trying to start my character off somewhere...)

Mute stood, hidden away within the lush greenery of the forest. She invisioned a nearby boulder as an enemy as she practiced sword fighting on the large rock. Her scimitar sword clanked and rattled against the hard surface of the boulder, while a smirk was plastered upon her face.

Jace was flying, streaming high above the clouds. He twisted and rolled, darting through clouds. He had been soaring the whole day away, trying to escape his fate. Up here, there was nothing to tempt him. He didn't mind killing animals, but hearing human screams battered at his mind. He closed his eyes for a second, thinking of the few he had killed.
I'm sorry, he told them.
Finally, his hunger made him set down in a forest. He could smell the lush scent of animals near by. He would hunt.

 

[CP Chicken]

(I have to go, I'll try to respond to your post as soon as I get back on BYC. Sorry.)