~Oblivion~ {A Fantasy RP}

[HoodedHuntress]

At this question, Lunarum felt herself grew excited. Maybe it was the Scavenger blood in her, but she nodded vigorously. "Of course, with the training," she agreed.

Horiana nodded, smiling before stating determinedly "Well, that's all of the guard taken care of. There's eleven of you."

 

[Rubysword]

(Sure! You got any preferred clans?)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(Sure! You got any preferred clans?)

(EIther ORacle or Scavenger maybe...you can choose.)

 

[Rubysword]

(K.)

 

[cathloveydovey]

(kewl)
Elytra rolled her eyes. "Misty, I know you're in there!" She turned the door handle and stepped into the small house. She froze as she saw- who---or--what? Who the heck was on the couch with Misty? Suddenly, the realization hit her. Curiosity overcame her confusion. "You're a daemon, aren't you?" Her eyes lit up, and she moved closer. A million questions bubbled to her head. "What's it like in the underworld? How did you get here? Is it true that you feel an urge to kill every angel you see? Well, I guess that must not be true, cuz you and Misty aren't fighting. This is so cool!" She turned to Misty. "How did he get here? If he got in, I'm sure I could find a way to get out!" She bounced on the bals of her feet, ecstatic at the crazy turn of events.

Someone bursts through the door, Misty and Grant whip around and see Elytra standing in the doorway sparkles in her eyes, she begins to babble random questions to Grant. Grant narrows his eyes at the young Ripple and begins to slowly draw a knife, Misty puts a hand his hand and shakes her head "Shes just a kid she wont tell anyone." Grant doesnt believe her he tosses a few knives at the Ripple, scooping Misty up in his arms he runs upstairs and jumps off of Misty's balcony soaring high over the house. "GRANT PUT ME DOWN ITS ELYTRA" Misty roars to him.
(Ruby did you get Elytras name from the elytra in Minecraft since the End City update?)

 

[Rubysword]

Name:Bruce
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Description or picture: Really bulky, even for a Scavenger. Very dark skin, curly hair, bull horn. He has a lot of armor.
Personality: Gruff, angry, and mean. If anyone were to get close to him, they would discover a goofy, protective guy, but nobody has gotten close to getting close to him since his parents kicked him out.
Group: Scavengers
Residence: Deadeye city, near the arena.
Occupation: Gladiator, assasin, street fighter.
Weapon?: He alternates between an axe and a mace.
Partner?: None.. now...
Username: @Rubysword
Other: He lived in the main city(forgot the name) with a really nice house with his parents, but they kicked him out to strengthen him.
(@MysticChickens04, Mayyyyybeeee...

 

[Rubysword]

Elytra ducked behind a table as Grant's knives came soaring towards her. "Woah there, those things are sharp you know." she exclaimed, as they thudded into her hasty refuge, their tips sticking out of the wood. "I won't tell anyone anything. In fact, I was just going to ask Misty to help me get out of here, and away from my sis's constant babysitter." Seeing Misty's worried expression, she said "Don't worry, I ditched him. He thinks we're having a spa day." she scoffed.

 

[cathloveydovey]

Elytra ducked behind a table as Grant's knives came soaring towards her. "Woah there, those things are sharp you know." she exclaimed, as they thudded into her hasty refuge, their tips sticking out of the wood. "I won't tell anyone anything. In fact, I was just going to ask Misty to help me get out of here, and away from my sis's constant babysitter." Seeing Misty's worried expression, she said "Don't worry, I ditched him. He thinks we're having a spa day." she scoffed.

(you are aware that they flew away right?)

 

[Rubysword]

(*Facepalm* Nope, I thought they flew higher up in the house. shm)
Elytra dashed out from her hiding place, plucking a knife from the table to examine later. "Hey, wait up!" she cried. "Misty, I needed your help! Why are you flying away?"

 

[cathloveydovey]

(*Facepalm* Nope, I thought they flew higher up in the house. shm)
Elytra dashed out from her hiding place, plucking a knife from the table to examine later. "Hey, wait up!" she cried. "Misty, I needed your help! Why are you flying away?"

(XD)
Misty flips out of Grants arms and drops down onto her balcony rolling to break her fall panting she says "Sorry sorry someone is just super protective" She glares at Grant who is flapping his wings above the balcony with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.