You are sleeping in your bed when you are kidnapped. You are rescued just as you think no one will save you. But your heros are a little strange. They are tiny elves. They bring you back to the North Pole with them and meet Mrs. Clause (keep reading this won't be dorky). She tells you that children all over the world are being kidnapped by a vicious shape-shifting monster called Ijiraq. She then informs you that Santa was also taken prisoner when he went to free the children.
She must stay and save as many children as possible so she cannot go and help Santa or free the children. You are then armed with some magical items and are sent off to find the children, free Santa, and defeat the Ijiraq. The catch? You have to do it all by Christmas, which is in 12 days.
INFO IF INTERESTED: you will be given a magical weapon, a specail ability, and, if you want, a magic animal to help you. You will be fighting monsters that you come across and must fight for your life. The Ijiraq is a very tricky and dangerous creature that wants you even more now that you have escaped. ANd it can turn into ANYTHING LIVING. A dog, a person, a tree. You never know if it is there of not.
Reasonably Dedicated: 1 time every 2 days at least
Be detailed NO ONE LINERS
Be lit- not looking for perfect just no text lingo and don't slaughter your grammar.
No profanities or inapropriates. (C'mon guys it's Christmas)
Disbelieve or Believe in Santa:
Talents (soccer, singing, juggling etc)
Weapon Mrs. Clause gave you (sword, wand, toy truck I don't care just be creative)
Weapon ability (glow, block any attack, can shoot sparks etc. IT HAS TO HAVE ITS LIMITS THOUGH!)
Power (fly, control ice, super strength)
Note: your power and your weapon must be linked. I don't care if they are the same but if you lose your weapon you lose your power
EXAMPLE: you have a ball that can glow but you can fly. If you loose your ball you can't fly. The powers aren't the same but they are connected.
Magical Creature (if you want one) (talking pengin, elf, ice fairy, yeti etc)
Weakness/ Fear (the dark, spiders, death, pain, flowers YOU HAVE TO HAVE ONE)
One more thing, THIS WILL NOT BE SOME DORKY MUSHY CHEESE STORY. IT WILL BE EPIC!
okay I just thought this would be fun with Christmas so close. So does anyone want to join?
Name: Sharina Bask
Disbelieve or Believe in Santa: Sort of neutral, but closer to not believing
Clothes: leather jacket, white tanktop with black rose design, black skinny jeans, black stiletto boots
Looks: Long, purple-black hair, cat-like green eyes like grass with frost on it, lightly tanned skin, tall, slender, somewhat angular features
Personality: She's extremely loyal, if not a bit preppy. She's really kind-hearted and generous, though, and isn't afraid to help people in trouble. On the other hand, she does have a temper when certain things are mentioned, such as her family.
Weapon: Twin daggers
Weapon Ability: Shoots bolts of lightning, but draws on the wielders strength
Magical Creature: Spirit Wolf
Weakness/Fear: She's loyal to a fault and is afraid of putting her friends at risk
((That's awesome Shadow! Anyone else?))
Just a suggestion (not saying you have to), but this would actually make a pretty interesting 1x1.
Name: Daichi White (only known as white)
Beleive in santa
Clothes: black jeans with a large Harley Davidson belt buckle, knee high black boots (ment for women but looked good on him) and a black shirt with white stripes on one side to show hald a tigers face, he also worse a long leather trenchcoat wich went down to his heals even though he was 6ft3inch, and wore a chain necklace with a shinto shrine gate hanging from, he also worse one long leather clove on his right arm, and a fingerless studded leather glove on his left
Looks: tall and slim, but well toned muscles, his hair was a brilliant white and his eyes an icy blue, his skin was almsot as pale as his hair
Personality: a friendlt person, yet always on guard and catious, usualy pacafist and against violence, laid back and very hard to anger yet easy to anoy, has an uncontrolable blood lust when he does fight
Talents: guitar, piano, determening the quality and value of objects, and an almost unhuman visual abilities
Weapon: two double bladed daggers (a dagger on each side) with a finger hole in the middle wich puts a ring on the user, the ring as a carbon fibre thread to the blades
Weapon abilities: when used with the wire, he can rotate the blades an unimaginable speed and 'fling' the blades at an enemy, the blades can spin also spin fast enough to creat small tornadoes
Magical Creature: a juvnalie (teenaged) white tiger, daichi has the ability to comunicate with is although its just sounds like growls and roars
weakness: high pitched soudns or bright lights, warm temperatures
fear: losing controle in battle, fighting, hurting friends or losing them, even making friends because of this
((That's good^^. If anyone else wants to join if not I'll post my skellie later this afternoon and then start us up. Sound good to y'all?))
Clothes: Jeans and his favorite base ball team's jersey. He has a small jacket and worn out tennis shoes.
Looks: He is small for his age and very skinny and looks a bit sickly. He has palish skin and dirty-blond hair and blue eyes. But he is always smiling.
Personality: Very self consious of himself and doesn't really focus on him or his problems. He notices how people feel and often goes out of his way to help or cheer them up if they are sad. He is a really nice boy that is friends with most everyone.
Talents: Baseball player, can throw a football good, making jokes, and making people feel good about themselves.
Weapon: a fingerless baseball batting glove that can morf light into a light lazer (looks like the light sabers off of Star Wars) and it is white.
Weapon Power: It lights up the path to where the missing children and Santa are and also it can shoot light that harms Dark monsters and it glows. It can be turned on and off at will.
Power: He can the abliity to move with agility and speed that can match a kung fu master.
Magical Creature: Ice Fairy named Blizzard. She is 6 inches and blue with white hair and a white furry dress and boots. She can make ice and snow from anything, (but she cannot be in hot places).
Weakness/Fear- Hospitals, being sick, and he HATES wasps and snakes.
Extra: He had cancer when he was a little kid and has only gotten over it for two years now.
Age: 16 years old
Santa Belief: Neutral, swinger, can go either way
Looks:5’8, 135 lbs., Israeli, Long Jet Black hair, Dark brown eyes, Olive skin color, and Heart shaped face.Tom Boy Style: Cargo Pants and tight shirts
Personality:Respectful Manners but can come off as cold and emotionless. Tends to be sarcastic at moments.
Talents: Sniper, hunting and writing and martial arts/ hand on hand combat.
Weapons: All guns, one thought and the gun switches.
Weapon ability: Best shot in the world, galaxy, unvierse, ect.
Magical Creature: Panther.
Weakness: Loved ones and emotional situations.
Name Criminey 'Cri' (last name unknown)
Age (9-17) 15
Disbelieve or Believe in Santa: Disbelives
Clothes: Dark navy blue buisness suit with a skirt. Black, 2-icnh heel boots. Golden watch.
Looks Severe black bun on top of her head. A tight, twisted mouth. Pale. Looks a lot older than her age. Light dusting of makeup.
Personality Sever, harsh, down to earth, not very friendly
Talents: She, though not looking like, can sing like an angel.
Weapon Mrs. Clause gave you: Two small silver hoop earrings with idden knives in them.
Weapon ability: The knives can go a remarkably lond distance when you shoot them, but they can miss.
Power She can hypnotize only one person at a time.
Magical Creature A sleek white panther that talks
Weakness/ Fear: She is scared of loving someone or something at all.
((How was that, Starry?))
((haha Hey, Liberty. That's great. Your's too, Ttracy. Okay I'm about to start. I'm going to breifly describe how I was caught and saved and stop at being brought to the North Pole. Could you guys do the same so we are all together and can get a-rolling?))
Sam had just accedentally fallen asleep outside on the roof again. He always went out there to look at all of the stars. He had missed them so much when he had been stuck in the city getting treatment. Now everynight he laid out on the roof right outside his bedroom window and stared at them.
Well, this was probally the last night he ever did that again. When something had grabbed his foot and yanked him off the roof into the sky he had been so shocked he thought he'd been dreaming. But if only that were true. He was now high above the sky, not sure if he should try to escape or not. If whatever had him dropped him he'd be a dead man for sure.
He squirmed in its grip to try and get a better look at it, but it made sure his head was always pointing down so that he couldn't see it except for its large tallons that held him prisoner.
Sam decided to just see where it was taking him when out of no where a flash of bright sparkley light hit the thing.
It roared and flung Sam aside. Sam was suddenly free falling. He'd liked to say that he was brave, and maybe even laughed a bit, but that wasn't the case. He screamed like a little girl. That is, until he landed hard on a wood and metel surface and whacked his head against some rail. That was the last thing he remembered of that night.
He had woken up later in a warm bed and food and a small note that told him to stay put until he was summoned. That whoever had rescued him was now helping some other kids. But that everything would be explained shortly.
Now it was time. Sam had been summoned and he had been told he'd finally get everything explained to him.
Cri always left the window to her room open so she could be cold. She hated warmth. There was no point in it. Suddenly, she felt something grab her and she did not scream. She simply looked up. "Excuse me, would you mind? I'd rather not hurt you if I can help it."
Raien, well Rai according to her friends has always been a night owl. It's the best time to practice shooting. She never was one for daylight or people at that.
It was warm that night and though she had everything she could possibly need just in case she runs into unwanted attention, she couldn't help but shake the feeling that she was being watched. Pulling her .38 out of her pocket, Rai looked around her. She couldn't see anything and just when she was about to turn around, she heard it.
It was soft, barely audible, but it was there. She scouted the area before deciding to continue on. She got to an old Oak tree before she heard it again. Crunch. She pauses and one thought goes through her mind. 9mm with silencer. And just like that, the gun transformed into a 9mm gun with a silencer attacted.
Crunch. There it was again, but this time it was coming from all sides. Crunch. She turns, but finds no one there. Crunch. Again. She goes to turn to her right, and that's when she sensed it. She quickly fired three shots, and she knew she hit something. Thud. But, still it felt as she was being watched.
She crept over to the unknown body she hit and as she crouched down next to it, she realized what it was, a reindeer. What was a reindeer doing out here during this time? She had no idea, but just as she went to stand up, she felt a shadow wash over her. Before she could even react, darkness swallowed her. When she woke up, she was surrounded by toys, but they weren't toys. These toys blinked and one of them even smiled at her. Just as she went to reach for her handgun, the door to the room opened.
Sharina had, of course, snuck out late to see her friends again, despite having been caught by her parents and grounded. That was her first mistake that night. Her next was deciding that it was somehow a great idea to cut through the forest lightly brushed with sparkling white snow behind her house.
She had her iPod on, singing "Broken" under her breath and occasionally twirling in the snow, her dark hair shimmering in the moonlight. That was the last thing she remembered clearly.
After that everything was a blur. Something had attacked her and taken her hostage, then someone who looked suspiciously like Santa Claus was telling her to escape, get to the sleigh.
She groans as her eyes flicker open, studying her surroundings. Toys were everywhere. "This is just weird," she mutters, shaking her head and frowning. Well, at least she was alive. "Yeah, but definitely not home."
white didnt have a home, he always travaled leaving his footprint in every village on the way, they all learnt to recognise his shoulder length, unblemished, brilliant white hair.
tonight the air seemed so mutch colder as he smiled, enjoying the frost growing on his face and every harsh drew breath, it was times like this he knew he was alive. but then something moved.
of all his years there had nver been anything Whtie could not see, but something was moving to fast, or hiding to well to be human, until it made a mistake and turned into a tree. Whtie just carried on walking as if nothing had happened, but he pulled a slight grin across his pale face as the creature moved again. the silence was broken when white spoke "do not think i cannot see you fool"he stoped and turned slowly, facing something that had turned into a blade of grass, amongst many other blades of grass in the snow, but Whtie stared intentativly at that one blade as he knew "leave me be" his voice was colder than that night had been, his blue eyes pulled into a scowl as his puils sharpened to shapes of a dagger, like a cats..
Sam walked into a large office with a cheery fire warming and lighting up the place. At the far end of the room was an extremely large cedar desk covered with letters and what looked like wood carving tools. And there were toys everywhere.
Some were old fashioned, like something his great-grandpa would've played with as a child and others were modern.
Sam rubbed his head, where there was a clean white bandage, "I must've whacked my head harder than I thought."
He heard a scuffling noise behind him, like someone walking towards him, and turned.
Sharina sighs, slowly getting to her feet and stretching. A bit stiff and light-headed, but otherwise fine. She shrugs, slipping out of the room in silence, her frosty green eyes scanning the area, humming to herself. The place gave a sense of warmth and cheerfulness, something she hadn't been exposed to in years. "Hello?" she calls out uncertainly.
A girl (Sharina) stepped into view. She looked a little banged up too and around his age. Sam smiled at her, "Hi! Do you think you could tell me where we are and what's going on?"
Now Rai was smart enough to know, if no one steps out of the door, don't move. Yet something told her to step outside the room. She walks out the door and she finds herself in a bright and flamboyant hallway. It's gives off a sense of warmth, one she has since denied herself the luxury of. Looking all around her, she seems lots of doors, but it's the room at the end that caught her attention. The door is opened and she creaps us and she can just hear what sounds like two voices; male and female. Taking a deep breath and placing her hand on her handgun just in case, she walks into the room.
Sharina's frost green eyes lock on him, her muscles coiling before a moment. "That's what I was just trying to figure out. I have no idea. Not even a good guess, really," she admits, laughing and gesturing at the room. "Well, other than saying this definitely is not home in London."