Camp Tawobi (Yaoi RP) [Inactive]

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Camp Tawobi (Yaoi RP) - Fantasy creatures are sent to camp learn how to get along with humans, and each other.

Tawobi Camp for boys is like it's title, a camp for boys. But, not any boys boys of the supernatural kind, from Angels to demons, to elves to any other creatures. The camp was founded for them to come and learn how to get along with humans and other supernatural creatures that their races normally don't get along with.
For instance Angels and Demons don't really get along so the parents of these creatures send their sons to this camp to teach them to get along with each other. Tawobi is run by...
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@Sock @ForgottenBlood @stormhawk324 @Blue Puppy @Desmine @IDontWriteTragedies @Lily @Angel Evans



~EVENT: CAMP ORIENTATION~


Melix stood at the gates of Camp Tawobi. His tail swished behind him as he walked through the gates and his ears twitched. He could smell the mingling of other species as he came closer to the camp's central grounds. There were many different facilies, like a pool, horse stables, a lake, a place to hang out and watch movies. Melix smiled and looked at the paper he had been handed earlier. He hand his schedule on it. At the top it said camp orientation was being held in the cafeteria. He skipped his way over to the Cafe and found no one was there yet. The smell of food hit his nostrils and he was glad he had fed that morning. He waited for others to arrive. A camp full of boys mean there was plenty of cute ones right?


 
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After what seemed to be a terribly long trip, just to get here, he happily stood under the camp's welcoming sign. This young male was standing at only 5'1, and seemed rather happy to be here, though he wouldn't be for long. His long trail of hatred for Demons would probably get in the way of his great time here. Poor young Desmine Mason held his hover board under his arm as he walked a bit further into the camp, but then stopped as he took notice to the man standing beside the entrance it appeared. He tilted his head, wondering who this guy was and if he was in charge.


Enough mind-questioning, he casually strolled over and rose his arm up for 'Melix' to notice him. "E-excuse me, are you by chance in charge around here? Or~ know where I need to go, or what to do?" he questioned, pushing his reddish-orange hair away from his goggles, he awaited a response from the one believed to be Melix.
 
Like a dark shadow creeping along, the young vampire snuck into the main entrance to the camp, an uneasy aura surrounding him along with the familiar trace of silence. Julian pulled his long black hair back with one hand all sassy-like as he gave up on the whole stalking sort of act. Even though he'd rather be out in the world sneaking up on helpless human beings to seal a few drops of their precious blood, a camp sounded almost as good. His blue eyes flashed around as he took in the new surroundings. The chirps of the birds rang in his ears, but he kept the complains internal so that he wouldn't be disturbing a soul himself.


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Now Eras on the other hand for sure wasn't in the mood to even show up, but unfortunately for him his mother had just so happened to have found the information stating the very existence of this campground. His brushed a lock of his golden hair away from his pointed ear so that the were visible; no reason to hide his ears anyways. Currently there wasn't very many other campers arriving at the moment so he guessed that he was just early.
 
Skyler flicked his gaze around dully. He clenched his jaw and readjusted his purple sweatshirt. No, he wasn't in the best of moods, but he found it hard to be happy. At least, now. He ran a large hand over his hair, a small frown tugging at his lips. He lifted his hands above his head, stretching with a low yawn, a glimpse of muscled tan skin peaking out from beneath his sweatshirt. He walked into the gates, reaching into his back pocket and picking up the now crumbled up piece of paper. Cafeteria. Right. He sighed and rubbed at his eyes, making his way over. He entered the Cafeteria and sat down in the back, his honey brown eyes casting down at his hands.


Scott scratched at his head and smirked slightly to himself. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his text messages, humming quietly to himself. He responded to one of them and slipped his phone back into his back pocket, wrinkling up his nose at the overwhelming scents. He coughed and sighed, patting his pockets for the paper. He swore quietly to himself and eyed around, he began to silently walk in the basic direction as the flow of people. He scampered inside and flopped down next to Stiles. He eyed him and smirked to himself. The two had known each other for quite some time. Skyler lifted his head and rolled his eyes at the shit eating grin masking Scott's face. "Idiot." He muttered. Scott simply snorted. He rubbed his head and patted his pockets again. Muttering to himself about how stupid he was that he already lost his paper. He furrowed his brow and carefully removed his shoe, grinning when he found the paper wadded up at the back. "Right." He stuck it in his pocket and redirected his gaze to the front.
 
Taylor walked though the gates of the camp, suitcase in one hand and some papers about the first day in the other. He started walking down toward the central part of the camp, reading where he was supposed to go. Orientation was in the cafeteria. From the middle of the camp it was easier to tell where he was. He shuffled though the papers to find the map of the camp. He found where he was and found the cafeteria, then transferred that to the actual buildings. Once he saw the cafeteria, he headed over there. Before he walked in the door, he went to fix his beanie when he remembered that there were no humans around, he didn't need to hide his ears. He pulled off his beanie and let his ears poke though his hair, then opened up the door and found some random table to sit at while he waited for things to start.
 
Nikolai arrived at the camp, making sure he was still visible as he checked the schedule he had been given. He didn't want to go, but of course, his mother had made him. He sighed, beginning to walk towards the cafeteria and flicking his gaze around bemusedly. Hopefully he'd at least meet some cute boys, but that was null and void for the moment. He barely noticed the buildings around him, he was not looking forward to this. At all. He managed to find where some other boys were going, following the signs to the cafeteria and plopping down at a table, burying his head in his arms. He saw no point in socializing at the moment, the trip had been long and he was tired. Perhaps he would catch a second wind later, but currently he was just tired. If someone talked to him, he probably would talk though. Not much, but he would talk.
 
The young male with goggles noticed that Melix was heading into the Cafeteria, and he sighed. "Guess he didn't notice me..." he murmured as he soon began to follow Melix, looking around. He then snapped to realization and began looking for his slip of paper with that lovely bit of information. "Oh, gods, where'd I put it?" he scrambled about his pockets, checked his boots and finally found it inside the safety compartment of his little hover board. "Trevor... why didn't you tell me it was in there?" he questioned his hover board, violently shaking it. "jeez!!" he shouted for a moment and then realized; he was in public, act normal! He shook his head of those stupid actions and soon began to read away at the information on the slip, "Cafeteria? Orientations? America... you make me so tired." he murmured again, to himself. Soon heading into the cafeteria and looking for a vacant table. From the look of it, everyone had a 'private' table. At least that's what he saw. He shrugged and sat at the opposite end of Taylor's table. Hoping he wouldn't mind it.
 
Damien~





Damien wasn't having a good day.





His father had already yelled at him for something and he had to pay the price the hard way.On top of that he has to go to a stupid camp that he really didn't want to go to at all but,hey,at least it's a break through right?Well at least he hope so.He came up from out of the underworld and flew through the air trying to find where the camp was."ew...i smell angels.."he said to himself.He flew around a little more until he saw a lot of different species gathering around.That must be it. he thought as he flew down and stood at the foot of the gates.He swished his tail back and forth and folded his wings along his bag then kicked the gate open and entered.The smell of different species reeked throughout the air making Damien get a little sick like while stepping slowly through the gates and around the place.Damien's red hair blew through the wing and made it a bit messier that it already was but,he really didn't care about that right now.He sniffed the air and smelt food so,of course,he walked in the direction of it.Kicking the cafeteria doors open,Damien went inside and smelt more of the air and smiled.The blue and red eyed boy walked over to where they served it and picked up a piece of food with his tail then said down at a table,which he was all by himself.


Dakota~


God damn it.Where is it?!


Dakota was trying to look for the sheet of paper,which he had probably lost while doing something yesterday.He sighed and flipped his long white hair back as he tried to dig through the cluttered up stuff."Aha."he said as he grabbed it out of a book he was reading yesterday then flew out of the window of his room and down to where Tawobi was.He took a deep breath and entered the place then looked around "Woah...hm.."he said as he observed the different races that were present.He crumbled the leaves that were beneath his feet as he walked in deeper and smelt food"Fooooood"He said and walked to the place holding it all.He opened the doors slowly to see if anyone was in and lucky,there was.He smiled a little and walked over to the food table,grabbed something to eat,then sat down at a table.The long white haired boy began to eat and look out the window at the same time to see who else would come in and maybe be the same species as him,that would be nice huh?Well for now he only hoped that there weren't any jerks or people who think that they are head of everything because,that wouldn't be good at all and it certainly wouldn't be a good start.






Ciro~


Making his way out of the castle,Ciro sighed as his mother,the queen(of their dynasty) was going on and on about being safe and such"Alright mother.I think I can handle myself.Thank you though."he said to try and get her to shut up already "You're a Prince Ciro.Try to act like one."his mother concluded then walked back into the house."mothers..."He said with a sigh and walked down the steps of the house then into the woods.He ran fast,something that a human eye couldn't catch,and ended up at the black gates of Camp Tawobi.He pushed his blonde hair behind his ear and smelt the air"God damn werewolves."he scoffed.Ciro,not really knowing where he was going right now,wandered the place and mapped the different areas so he will know them all,if needed,later.He came across a couple of cabins"If i have to pair with a werewolf...jus give me the strength not to last out."he said to himself and continued to walk as he imagined what his room mate would be like or if he would even have a room mate.No room mates at all would be better than anything for him but,he probably wouldn't see that happening.



 
At what felt like twelve o'clock or maybe even one or two o'clock in the afternoon. An odd looking boy named DJ has recently arrived at the gate of camp unsure if he would enjoy his stay here on not. Now by odd, the boy's over all look was odd and yet at the same time similar to that of an average teenager. The boy appear to be standing a a height of five feet and five inches and an assumed weight of one hundred pounds. He appeared to be wearing a pair large black head phones which would have revealed a couple of slightly pointed ears if they were removed, a black leather vest with the arms torn off it, a white sleeves shirt underneath and a pair of jean pants that appeared to have holes in the knees. Where he came from teens who dressed like this were considered stylish. But, his clothing and his over all body shape were not what made he strange. What made him strange was his coloring blue skin, red eyes and red hair. Something like this would've been noticed from miles away especially by people and dogs who would often times bark at him.


Looking around at the camp ground he glanced over at a large building, music from his head phones was once again blaring in his ears. At this moment he didn't really seem to care about finding people or finding any buildings even though he would eventually have to go and meet some people if he wanted to get along at camp.
 
Julian



Slumping down into the nearest empty seat as he entered into the cafeteria, Julian awaited for the arrival of some counselor or bossman to pop out all bright and cheery to introduce then to camp, probably lay down a brief summary of the ground rules. Just like basically all the others here he was interested in meeting someone, this wasn't an odd thing, actually he had already spotted a few particular faces that appealed to his interests. By just taking a whiff of the air the young man just by silently smelling that there were more vampires in that dry room besides himself; score!


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Eras




The elven male stepped into the cafeteria to awkwardly step off to the side and lean back against the wall instead of taking a seat down at the tables. He'd most likely be requested to move from his spot, but it was worth trying. Eras was sort of trying to avoid the others and yet not. From standing up he could glance around at all the other males piling into the room one-by-one. He wasn't sure whether to speak up and greet somebody or just wait till later to socialize.
 
After a yawn and a stretch, little 'Dessy' took notice to Eras. He began to think that maybe he was just shy, or nervous. Or possibly socially awkward, or had Social Anxiety. Either reasons, he just shrugged, and smiled to Eras kindly. He patted the seat next to him with a polite little gesture of kindness. "You can come sit next to me, it always helps to make friends in a new environment, right?" Desmine questioned him, trying to start up a conversation with him. Hoping he'd either reply or sit next to him. Truth be told, he was really lonely.
 
Eras



Though Eras was an elf, he had the cold blood-red eye color that resembled the stereotypical vampire's shade, giving the young lad who dared to speak to him an unnecessary glare. The stern look was momentary though as it faded to bribing more than just a blank look, shrugging his shoulders once before he gradually moved away from the wall to sit down beside the lonely Desmine. Crossing his right leg over the left he questioned, "Name?" Sometimes Eras was a man of few words which was often honestly on purpose.
 
The boy continued to walk around on the camp ground. For a moment the the boy reached in underneath his leather vest, pulling out a large, white around object which is headphones appeared to be attached to, running his finger gently over at the left hand sided of the object now, lowering the sound making things easier for him to focus on his surroundings. Looking around at his surroundings the boy could see, various oak and sweet smelling pine trees. He could also see a large building which appeared to be made of logs which was what he assumed most of the buildings were made out of here.


The boy now began picking up the pace as he started walking toward the building. It was finally time to him to socialize.
 
After that, quite awkward moment of staring, Desmine finally snapped back, once again to reality. He realized Eras had asked him his name, "M-my name? Oh! Right. My name is Desmine. Some p-people call me Des', others call me Dessy they even call me Desmond. But don't call me late for bad-guy take-down!" Desmine smiled widely like a child getting ready to show his Mother a present. "So, uh, whats your name? If you don't mind me asking." He held onto his seat with his hands between his knee's.
 
Taylor looked around, seeing more and more boys showing up. Once even sat at the end of the table he was sitting at. He didn't mind though, he didn't own the table. He gave the boy a small wave then looked around the room, he spotted a blonde. So, he wasn't the only elf here. His gaze drifted from him. There were a lot of demons and vampires here. He noticed a few kids were eating, it made him remember he forgot breakfast this morning. He stood and walked over to the serving area and got a tray full of food. It looked good. He sat back down and started eating.
 
Melix watched as more people filed in the scents mingling and making his head spin. He tried to pick out other vampire scents out of the crowd and followed it. His tail twitched irritably behind him, ew there were werewolves here. He snorted and plopped down next to another person who he could tell was a vampire by their scent (Julian). He turned to him and smiled "Hello."
 
Finally entering the camp cafeteria the boy looked around in all directions. Left, right, up down. This was was actually okay the boy could easily see maybe looked like a goof few hundred people in the room with him. Looking around once more the could could see a table that still had some empty seats. Plunking himself down in an empty chair the boy kept away quite still.
 
Eras



Bringing himself to ignore the stuttering of this angel-boy and just listening to the actual words that were managed to get out of his system. By the looks of it Desmond was obviously shorter than the elf despite the fact that he was older than him; it was funny how those sort of things happened. "Desmond..." He repeated the stranger's name as if he just hearing a foreign word, speaking slow and blinking once afterwards. "Eras. My name is Eras."
 
Desmine seemed to look just a bit more 'ill' the more people that piled in. He had been awaiting for a quick answer from Eras, but during the extremely short time he could feel himself getting worse and worse. Eras could tell by the expression on his face, that Desmine was indeed ill. "Yuck!" Desmine's voice was low, and his eyes seemed to have fallen across the room. All the Vampire's & Demon's in this room seemed to be causing Desmine a bit of illness. He seemed to be strongly affected by their aura's pounded down onto him like a sludge-hammer. He soon un-clipped his white stone necklace and stuffed it into his tight, black pants. "That's better!" he said with a bright smile, his Angelic aura soon fading a bit for the moment.


Desmine looked at the Elf again, "Eras, Eras, Eras~" he sung while tilting from side to side. Obviously doing this to help memorize the young man's name. Though he did find his name to be rather interesting. "You're name, I won't forget it! I hope we'll be best friends, or at least good ones at that." Desmine claimed as he soon pulled his hover board close and began to carefully rub over it's tip.
 
(No one has socialized with my characters besides my characters. Meh.) 
@IDontWriteTragedies our characters will be friends. I'll type up a response once I eat my Mac and cheese.$
 
Ciro~


Ciro watched as more and more creatures came to the camp,it was getting crowded pretty fast.He saw that most people went into the cafeteria so,he decided to go as well.Using his normal speed,he walked down to the building and opened the double doors.He scanned everyone that was in the room and sniffed out the different smells
Demons...elven...vampire.hmm he thought as he went completely in letting the door close behind him. Ciro walked over to the blood fountain,took a cup,and sipped out of it then sat down at a table that was vacant yet.He pushed his blonde hair back and watched as the room filled up.He tapped his fingers on the wooden table then began to carve in words into the table,not really knowing what he was doing anyway.


Damien~


Damien took the last bite of the food he had,cleaned off his tall,and began to sharpen his horns as he watched people come into the cafe.He watched as the males began to get together and speak to eachother "Totally not me."he said as he continued to work on what he was doing.When he was finished he twirled his hair a little and played with his table then switched the position he was sitting so that now,his back was against the wall and his feet were on the seat.Not really caring what the other people were talking about,Damien began to become lost in thoughts and such as he picked at the dark moon bracelet on his wrist.






Dakota~


After finishing up his food,Dakota put his rubbish away and sat back down in his seat.He watched as a boy got sick
Angel for sure he said and observed the male a little more before he took his gaze off of him and onto something different.Dakota had the same white stone as the male but,he had a dark crescent moon attached to it as well Benefits of being a demon angel i guess...he thought as he poked the necklace.He unfolded his wings and looked at the one side that was black and the other side that was white.With a sigh he folded them back and rested hsi head on the table not knowing what to do at this point.
 
Half-way through watching countless demons and angels enter through the cafeteria doors Skyler pushed his face into his hands. "What is this?" His voice was muffled."Some sort of Heaven/Hell meet up?" He stood and dragged his hands down his face with a low groan. He exited out of the cafeteria with a low huff. Scott could only roll his eyes and stand from their empty table at the back. He rubbed the back of his neck, his teeth poking out to gnaw at his bottom lip. No, he was not insecure without Skyler. Maybe. Sort of. Yes. Yes, He was very insecure without Stiles. Skyler was like his security blanket and without him he was very much like a lost puppy. Pun intended. He gazed around the Cafeteria and spotted most in pairs already. He sighed, the end coming off as somewhat a whine. He rubbed his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing lowly. He made his way over to a table with a single person sitting there, seemingly asleep. "Uh.." Scott cleared his throat. "I'm Scott."
 
Desmine said:
Desmine seemed to look just a bit more 'ill' the more people that piled in. He had been awaiting for a quick answer from Eras, but during the extremely short time he could feel himself getting worse and worse. Eras could tell by the expression on his face, that Desmine was indeed ill. "Yuck!" Desmine's voice was low, and his eyes seemed to have fallen across the room. All the Vampire's & Demon's in this room seemed to be causing Desmine a bit of illness. He seemed to be strongly affected by their aura's pounded down onto him like a sludge-hammer. He soon un-clipped his white stone necklace and stuffed it into his tight, black pants. "That's better!" he said with a bright smile, his Angelic aura soon fading a bit for the moment.
Desmine looked at the Elf again, "Eras, Eras, Eras~" he sung while tilting from side to side. Obviously doing this to help memorize the young man's name. Though he did find his name to be rather interesting. "You're name, I won't forget it! I hope we'll be best friends, or at least good ones at that." Desmine claimed as he soon pulled his hover board close and began to carefully rub over it's tip.

Eras



The elven seventeen year old male had opened his mouth as he was about to ask if the angelic boy was alright, seeing that he seemed to have nearly passed out of thrown up a minute ago, though it all seemed to disappear as soon he had ripped off some pale necklace from his neck. He didn't know a lot about this whole aura thing, because his own kind weren't typically affected by this sort of thing, so obviously he didn't feel the need to worry about it. Desmond seemed to brighten up like a child as he repeated Eras name over and over in a sort of catchy tune. "Bestfriends...yeah. That'd be nice." The quiet elf attempted a small smile. "Desmond, do you know when they'll let us know about the cabins and such?" 


Nico said:
Melix watched as more people filed in the scents mingling and making his head spin. He tried to pick out other vampire scents out of the crowd and followed it. His tail twitched irritably behind him, ew there were werewolves here. He snorted and plopped down next to another person who he could tell was a vampire by their scent (Julian). He turned to him and smiled "Hello."

Julian



Honestly Julian was a little bit surprised to be greeted by a member of his own kind, but it certainly was comforting to know that he wouldn't be the only blood-sucking creature wandering the grounds. "Hey, telling by your scent you're a vampire...cat..? Might you happen to be a vampire-neko or is my nose just messing with me?" He questioned he greeted the stranger. "Oh, where are my manners? Julian. That's my name. And you are?"
 
"Cabins?" Desmine remarked, thinking about them his self now. "Now that you mentioned it, I guess I would like to know that to. So, I suppose I cannot help you there." he said with an awfully saddened expression, feeling pretty blue since he could help his new 'friend' out with his first situation. He merely tried his best to shrug this off, but it'd take a while. He felt so misinformed on the current situation.
 

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