Untaimed Beast

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CHARLIE HUNNAM on the Triple Frontier press tour

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Stian Bjørnes

Age: N/A

Ethnicity: Norwegian

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Blond

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Daniel Illescas

Age: 23

Ethnicity: Spanish

Eyes: Hazel

Hair: Brunette

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“Likewise, names J.” He crossed his arms at the last question, giving a grin. “I don’t give a shit that it’s ugly, doll, I care that it’s mine.” He tilted his head, his eyes travelling down and then back up her. His teeth digging into his bottom lip before his eyes finally land back on hers. “I don’t like to share my things.” He turned so his back was facing her artwork and pulled out a cigarette, gesturing with it. “I guess I can forgive you this time, but only because I’m in a good mood and…” He lit up the cigarette before taking it back out and giving a grin, gesturing toward the wall. “I like big cats.” He took two steps away before he turned back, pointing toward her. “Stay out of my territory. I’ve got all sorts of creeps working for me.”  

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“Hey,” She said with a playful pout, crossing her arms in a cute manor “just who do you think ya are threatening me like that?”.

She teleported infront of him, holding his chest, preventing him from walking any further.

“I can deal with Psychos and creeps, who do ya think i am?” She giggles as she twirled her hair.

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| @doilooklikeihaveaplan |

Ashely Vega, who goes by Roxanne Pink (her alter ego), was making a mural on the side of an abandon building, a very insane pink leopard.

She blew a bubble and listened to her music that was on full blast, swaying her pigtails from time to time as she jammed along to the beat.

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Ashely froze as he let his words sink in, although she was rather new to town, she did notice how people where scared of a particular crowd.

That would be the mysterious man that is making contact with her right now. However, she wasn’t afraid of big boss trouble maker, She’ll play along, see where it takes her.

She turned off her music and acts as if she was sort of afraid of him, “oh no, am I going to get punished for being such a bad girl”.

She looked at him, her thick choker which read the words “PINK” glimmering with the little sunlight that shined on them.

“I’m new here, Roxanne Pink, nice to meet ya, I hope you could forgive me, I was only tryna make this ugly builiding less ugly, is that such a crime?”.

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| @doilooklikeihaveaplan |

Ashely Vega, who goes by Roxanne Pink (her alter ego), was making a mural on the side of an abandon building, a very insane pink leopard.

She blew a bubble and listened to her music that was on full blast, swaying her pigtails from time to time as she jammed along to the beat.

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The Beast

Heavy, fast footsteps where heard scampering along the thick forest trail. The Calvary squadron was trying to hunt down this monstrous entity who supposedly was disrupting the peace in local towns. Its true crime being what it is, a beast--a disgrace upon humanity that must be eliminated from the surface of the earth.

Kasimir looked at his surroundings, hoping he didn't see the beast insight. He was different than the other members in the team, he believed not all creatures are evil, most of them deserve redemption and acceptance. Rosie and he decided to work together and form their own alliance, which dedicated to save those from the clutches of the other members, especially the vile Damon--who was the leader of the group. He looked at Rosie, his partner and secretly his lover, and smiled a bit worried.

Violet ran as fast as he can, the wretched pests still on his trail, he growled as he wanted it all to end, just slay them all with a wave of his hands. But he didn't give in to his urges, he didn't want to fed the demon within.

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“Why do I decide in telling you?” She said with a shrug “I don’t know, I just figured a soldier like you have understanding skills…anyways…do you know a place by the name of Wonderland?”

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“Well that doesn’t really matter, I need help, in this land...there’s this Beast that I must slay,” she cleared her throat as she held her hands together “I know it’s a tall order, but it’ll be a good pay...I need your help...”.

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“Why do I decide in telling you?” She said with a shrug “I don’t know, I just figured a soldier like you have understanding skills...anyways...do you know a place by the name of Wonderland?”

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❛   STEALIN’   ME   EYELINER   AGAIN   I   SEE   .   ❜    that’s   just   not   right  .   why   is   everyone   getting   on   his   nerves   today   ?    ❛   YOU’RE   IN   A   HEEP   OF   TROUBLE   NOW  ,   LOVE   .   ❜   sly   grin   formed   across   pale   cheeks   ,   ready   to   hook   them   .    ❛   GIVE   ME   THE   EYELINER   NOW   !   ❜   a   simple   tasteless   demand   really   .

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“Oh dear, I’m terribly sorry,” She said as she backed away slowly “you see I need the eyeliner, if the queen of hearts doesn’t have it by sun down she’ll have my head!”.

[scion-of-medius]

A Soft spot for Ice Witches, Closed RP.

@eclipseempire

Word had spread of a monster of ice and frost ravaging the country side, headed west towards Winchester, possibly threatening to even reach the Collective. Without delay the Warpriest recruited Sir Wintrfred and Lady Calieen to aid him on this quest to find the source of this harsh frost.

Four days out on their journey they tracked it too a small farm, utterly frozen over. Even with his burning pendant his prosthetic limb ached with phantom pains.

The Medisians approached the barn cautiously, opening the door slowly as to see what they were getting into, that’s when he saw the lady, slumbering on a pile of hay.

“She doesn’t look like a Frost Orc.” Lady Calieen said.

Harold nodded his agreement, he paused a moment in contemplation, as well as attuning himself as much as he could with the protective charms of the pendant.

The Warpriest stepped into the barn and audibly cleared his throat, hoping to stir the lady from her sleep.

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“Really?” She questioned him, surprised that there were others like her, nonetheless she toke the cup of mango juice and slowly drinked from the cup.

“Mango...why mango?”.

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[scion-of-medius]

A Soft spot for Ice Witches, Closed RP.

@eclipseempire

Word had spread of a monster of ice and frost ravaging the country side, headed west towards Winchester, possibly threatening to even reach the Collective. Without delay the Warpriest recruited Sir Wintrfred and Lady Calieen to aid him on this quest to find the source of this harsh frost.

Four days out on their journey they tracked it too a small farm, utterly frozen over. Even with his burning pendant his prosthetic limb ached with phantom pains.

The Medisians approached the barn cautiously, opening the door slowly as to see what they were getting into, that’s when he saw the lady, slumbering on a pile of hay.

“She doesn’t look like a Frost Orc.” Lady Calieen said.

Harold nodded his agreement, he paused a moment in contemplation, as well as attuning himself as much as he could with the protective charms of the pendant.

The Warpriest stepped into the barn and audibly cleared his throat, hoping to stir the lady from her sleep.

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“Hello, Harold...my name is Kayce...” she said as she took a seat in front of him.

She never really drunk mango juice, she probably wasn’t aloud too anyways...there was a lot her father didn’t let her do.

“So there’s others...like me? The call me The Ice Queen....because they say I’m different..why they say that I have no idea...” she said as she sadly hugged herself, hating to think of her being alone, being the only person like this, if it’s true what they said about her being different from the rest.

[scion-of-medius]

A Soft spot for Ice Witches, Closed RP.

@eclipseempire

Word had spread of a monster of ice and frost ravaging the country side, headed west towards Winchester, possibly threatening to even reach the Collective. Without delay the Warpriest recruited Sir Wintrfred and Lady Calieen to aid him on this quest to find the source of this harsh frost.

Four days out on their journey they tracked it too a small farm, utterly frozen over. Even with his burning pendant his prosthetic limb ached with phantom pains.

The Medisians approached the barn cautiously, opening the door slowly as to see what they were getting into, that’s when he saw the lady, slumbering on a pile of hay.

“She doesn’t look like a Frost Orc.” Lady Calieen said.

Harold nodded his agreement, he paused a moment in contemplation, as well as attuning himself as much as he could with the protective charms of the pendant.

The Warpriest stepped into the barn and audibly cleared his throat, hoping to stir the lady from her sleep.

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The girl looked at him slowly, suprised of hearing someone who actually wants to help her....

“I would like some...mango juice...” she said sheepishly, taking her time walking toward him, coming into the light, which revealed her beauty in detail.

“Your name?”

[scion-of-medius]

A Soft spot for Ice Witches, Closed RP.

@eclipseempire

Word had spread of a monster of ice and frost ravaging the country side, headed west towards Winchester, possibly threatening to even reach the Collective. Without delay the Warpriest recruited Sir Wintrfred and Lady Calieen to aid him on this quest to find the source of this harsh frost.

Four days out on their journey they tracked it too a small farm, utterly frozen over. Even with his burning pendant his prosthetic limb ached with phantom pains.

The Medisians approached the barn cautiously, opening the door slowly as to see what they were getting into, that’s when he saw the lady, slumbering on a pile of hay.

“She doesn’t look like a Frost Orc.” Lady Calieen said.

Harold nodded his agreement, he paused a moment in contemplation, as well as attuning himself as much as he could with the protective charms of the pendant.

The Warpriest stepped into the barn and audibly cleared his throat, hoping to stir the lady from her sleep.

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“Help me....so what? Your my knight in shining armor? Fixing all my problems and damage out of the blues?” She scoffed as she approached him, she didn’t know him that well, but she knew she was highly likely dealing with a type of man that thinks she’s property that can be fixed due to his words of command...she had enough of those experiences.

No human being could help her, she was too damaged for someone to just come in and pick up the pieces, no one had the time for that.

“Even if I wanted a knight to save me, I would of wanted a knight way taller than the” she mugged, feeling a heaviness in her chest, being cold to the core helped push people away, but i hurt to see herself so...mean...however it does the job.

“Leave before I freeze you to the core...”