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Brujeria (closed rp)
@wendydemon
She knew that trade off with Wendy would come in handy sooner or later.... Still sore from her most recent mission, the Latina sat beside the ashes of her last campfire. Dressed in her casual clothes, she looked up to the blue sky and frowned.
“So....Things have been a bit tough lately. Work-wise. I need something to keep me from getting hurt. Think you can do that?”
A New Home (open starter)
As her ship landed with a heavy thud, Jyurentle looked out the window, having unfastened her belt. Smiling at the surrounding foliage, the young Kai opened the door with a single button. A fresh breeze hit her skin and she shivered with anticipation.
A new world! Okay maybe not new but to her it was! Stepping out of the ship, Jyu pushed aside her hair and took a good look around at the area she would now call home as she trained here.
Funny how things work out, huh? (Closed rp with Wendydemon)
@wendydemon When Miss Alejandra asked for her to make a trip out all the way out here, she thought she'd have given her better directions. Ivy stood in the park, looking lost for a bit as she gave an annoyed sigh. No store, no house. Just a fucking park. Great!....or maybe this is a test? To see if she can find them on her own! Looking back over to where she parked her motorcycle, Ivy slumped down on one of the benches as she tried thinking of what could possibly help her find them. That's when she saw her. Raising a purple brow, Ivy got up and stepped over to the older lady who seemed to be struggling a bit. "Hey lady, need a hand there?" She jested, raising her projected arm as a joke. "No but seriously, you need me to carry this for you?"
(Pretend this is before the torture incedent) ".. Mama.. you know how to dance right?"
Turning to look at Wendy she pursed her lips for a moment before nodding with a smile.
“I’m fairly certain i remember most of my lessons...Why do you ask?”
Gems are Hidden (closed RP with wendydemon)
The air was cold and crisp and the sky was a freezing blue, making a sharp contrast against the dry and blackened tree branches of the park. It might not have been the best conditions for singing – singing in the cold guaranteed sore throats if one wasn’t careful. Still, Easton had come outside, his guitar slung over his shoulder and replaying over and over in his head the most recent songs he had written.
His workload had hit its peak, and the announced due date for his new album was approaching ever swiftly. Even if there were moments where he wasn’t having meetings with his band members or his producers, he still had to practice and practice and practice, engraving the notes and lyrics into his mind and body. Music granted him his liberty, but also his self-esteem; he wouldn’t have been able to forgive himself if he had failed to meet his own expectations when it came to his songs.
He started to do what he always started his little practicing sessions with – vocal riffing comprised of no words, but merely his voice, the notes shifting fluidly from the low to the high then to the low again, and then smoothly growing into a long, high belting of sound. He was about to start the first verse of an actual song when he noticed that he wasn’t the only one putting their voice to public use. He blinked, then smiled at the girl, still carrying his guitar in his arms.
“It’s been long since I saw you.” He said. “Wendy, wasn’t it?”
wendydemon replied to your post:(I’m lame and I like to make fan casts for my...
{Yes, but you’re a very lovely noodle with amazing characters and awesome writing.}
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'Note'
Wendy,
I know you must be scared, but I need you to stay away from my camp. Something has been stalking me, something big. If you're reading this I've probably...I'm probably not anywhere safe. I can't say if I'm dead or alive. It's impossible to give you a definitive answer. Just please, STAY AWAY from the campsite. Please stay safe.
Octavius
