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I'd like to do a 1x1 RP. ^^

Jeremiah continued to watch the performance before it came to a sudden end, Emily letting go of the rope and floating down to the ground -- to land in front of him and begin making small talk. A few rapid blinks were the only sign that the revenant was phased at all. "I decided to take a break...

Jeremiah stared up at the pale girl on the tight ropes, his gaze as blank as ever despite his mind wishing he could look impressed. Emily was a talented acrobat even for a non-human. Deep down a tiny part of him was just a bit envious of her. He wasn't particularly slow or weak by any means but...

Jeremiah had felt more like a ghost than a revenant since the night started. In all fairness, it was a feeling he was use to. Regulars to the circus knew that the guardian of this event was a man of few words while a few others had seen what happens when you get on his bad side. Even newcomers...

Name: Jeremiah Age: Died at 19, undead 284 years Gender: Male Species: Revenant, formerly human Rank: Security Personality: He never seems to expression any emotion on the surface and often creeps out others when he speaks with an equally soulless...

Malen's gaze set on Bael in a split second once the figure had arrived, his gaze hardening further still at another face -- far less familiar by far. Without warning he suddenly turned, his huge cape-like wings spreading out behind him. "Doesn't look like this place has burnt down just yet. No...

Melan didn't tear his gaze away, hardly even blinking as she shrugged off her the injury. He knew it was a touchy subject and while he wasn't one to try and be a source of comfort it also wasn't a bold faced lie either. It had healed up quite nicely compared to how it'd been once upon a time. He...

Malen was silent for a moment, almost as if he was preemptively aware that the rest of the resistance forces were about to get up and get moving to a nearby cave. He watched them go on their way, even setting eyes on one who spoke to the Darkrai for a moment before he glanced back at her...

Malen didn't move so much as an inch as he stood there waiting. It wasn't long until he got some sort of attention and he wasn't at all surprised by who finally did choose to approach him. A familiar old face, one of the few he could put a name to. Corali. "I haven't been keeping track," he...

A single cloud dark cloud rolled over the Iron Island, a black speck on the skyline that shot much faster along than the wind allowed any of the rest. It wasn't the most discrete mode of transportation but it wasn't as if most people made a habit out of looking up at the sky and even if they did...

"The rain my tears, the clouds my anger, the thunder my retribution." Name: Malen Age: Born of the shadow cast by the flame that birthed his brother Race: Zekrom Gijinka Gender: Male Height: 6"3' Alignment: He wishes to take out the legendaries, breaking their curses only...

If you need one, I can make one. O.o

Name: Morg Hackskull Race: Orc Age: 37 Gender: Male Appearance: Morg is the definition of what other expect of an orc being a figure that towers over seven feet tall with charcoal skin rippling with heavy muscles and covered in scars and burn marks on nearly every inch of him. On what...

Hmmm. This roleplay has a disturbing lack of orcs! Are you still accepting? :D

Do you have any positions open atm?