Glitchy Dragon
NightCrawler
Mr. Moonglade was exceptionally tall. Six feet ten inches maybe...no, seven feet tall at least. Quite unusual... The man wore a white stripped light-blue button up with the very top button undone. He had a square jaw, covered in the black hairs of a light beard, blue eyes, black glasses, black hair with a noticable streak of grey breaking his slicked back hair, and light wrinkles.
"Anything else I that needs signing Mr. Koorson?" he asks from behind the red stable door, cigar bobbing in his mouth. He then clicks the pen in his left hand whilst giving the board and paper to the short pudgy man next to you.
Mr. Koorson was short...in fact, shorter than you. Say, four feet ten inches. He wore a traditional tuxedo with white gloves and even a black top hat on despite the Summer heat, yet, he seemed not to have even broken a sweat. His hair was white and he possessed all the characteristics an old man would have. Crooked teeth, extremely wrinkled skin, shaky hands, and more. "That'll be it. Mr. Glade sir. I trust you'll open your heart to this one just as you do to the others?"
"Of course Mr. Koorson. It wouldn't be an orphanage if I didn't" he chuckles winking at you. "Please, do feel free to visit not only for bringing in new chldren. I'd love to spend an afternoon chatting with you."
"Rubbish! Last time we 'chatted' you decided to pop out the beer and get yourself drunk that night. I had to watch over all of your bloody children for a days while you put yourself back together."
Mr. Glade responds with a laugh. "That was ten years ago. I've been sober for quite some time now."
"Oh? Maybe i'll reconsider then..." A moment of silence thus fell upon the three full of tweeting birds and farm animals in the distance along with the gentle sound of wind blowing through the grass and not too distant trees. Mr. Koorson turns quietly away before heading off with his walking cane towards the limo leaving your travel bag and yourself with Mr. Moonglade.. "Take good care of the youngin, Moon. I'm counting on you to keep them safe."
"Of course sir..."
And with that, it's just you and Mr. Moon now. You watch quietly as the car drives off into the forest before eventually being swallowed by the trees.
"Heh, now that all that's out the way, lets get down to business."
You hear creaking, presumably your Orphanage Parent opening the stable door all the way. Returning your gaze back over to your guardian, you nearly fall back as a large brown with white splotched beast-like body carry Mr. Moon out of the barn.
"I like to be the first one to share what my gift is since I know it can be kind of a touchy subject occasionally. Quite self-explanatory but the lower half of my body is horse...or a term that'd be more familiar to you, Centaur.
Heh, so I kinda died writing that OX.
Either way, the main focus I have going for this roleplay is that its a home for gifted/super humans to get away from all the probing and attention the modern day world is giving them due to their rarity. Despite this false-hope, thing eventually begin to unfold and go haywire as a mole(spy/betrayer) is amongst them. That and the drama of school life(for those who can go), and many other things go on.
All I ask is:
-Must be active and post at least a twice a day(more if possible)
-Write at least three sentences per post.
(May get updated)
Character Ref:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearence: (At least three sentences. Pictures work as well)
Personality: (At least three sentences)
Sexuality: (Optional. Some may be too young)
Kin/Blood:
School?: (Is your character able to go to school despite being gifted or no?)
Quirks/Ability:
Likes: (At least 3)
Dislikes: (At least 3)
Background: (When Where and Why your character ended up being picked up to be dropped off at the orphanage.)
It is totally legit if you want to play a normal human being as well. PM me for more info.
"Anything else I that needs signing Mr. Koorson?" he asks from behind the red stable door, cigar bobbing in his mouth. He then clicks the pen in his left hand whilst giving the board and paper to the short pudgy man next to you.
Mr. Koorson was short...in fact, shorter than you. Say, four feet ten inches. He wore a traditional tuxedo with white gloves and even a black top hat on despite the Summer heat, yet, he seemed not to have even broken a sweat. His hair was white and he possessed all the characteristics an old man would have. Crooked teeth, extremely wrinkled skin, shaky hands, and more. "That'll be it. Mr. Glade sir. I trust you'll open your heart to this one just as you do to the others?"
"Of course Mr. Koorson. It wouldn't be an orphanage if I didn't" he chuckles winking at you. "Please, do feel free to visit not only for bringing in new chldren. I'd love to spend an afternoon chatting with you."
"Rubbish! Last time we 'chatted' you decided to pop out the beer and get yourself drunk that night. I had to watch over all of your bloody children for a days while you put yourself back together."
Mr. Glade responds with a laugh. "That was ten years ago. I've been sober for quite some time now."
"Oh? Maybe i'll reconsider then..." A moment of silence thus fell upon the three full of tweeting birds and farm animals in the distance along with the gentle sound of wind blowing through the grass and not too distant trees. Mr. Koorson turns quietly away before heading off with his walking cane towards the limo leaving your travel bag and yourself with Mr. Moonglade.. "Take good care of the youngin, Moon. I'm counting on you to keep them safe."
"Of course sir..."
And with that, it's just you and Mr. Moon now. You watch quietly as the car drives off into the forest before eventually being swallowed by the trees.
"Heh, now that all that's out the way, lets get down to business."
You hear creaking, presumably your Orphanage Parent opening the stable door all the way. Returning your gaze back over to your guardian, you nearly fall back as a large brown with white splotched beast-like body carry Mr. Moon out of the barn.
"I like to be the first one to share what my gift is since I know it can be kind of a touchy subject occasionally. Quite self-explanatory but the lower half of my body is horse...or a term that'd be more familiar to you, Centaur.
Heh, so I kinda died writing that OX.
Either way, the main focus I have going for this roleplay is that its a home for gifted/super humans to get away from all the probing and attention the modern day world is giving them due to their rarity. Despite this false-hope, thing eventually begin to unfold and go haywire as a mole(spy/betrayer) is amongst them. That and the drama of school life(for those who can go), and many other things go on.
All I ask is:
-Must be active and post at least a twice a day(more if possible)
-Write at least three sentences per post.
(May get updated)
Character Ref:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearence: (At least three sentences. Pictures work as well)
Personality: (At least three sentences)
Sexuality: (Optional. Some may be too young)
Kin/Blood:
School?: (Is your character able to go to school despite being gifted or no?)
Quirks/Ability:
Likes: (At least 3)
Dislikes: (At least 3)
Background: (When Where and Why your character ended up being picked up to be dropped off at the orphanage.)
It is totally legit if you want to play a normal human being as well. PM me for more info.