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Demigod and monster rp

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In this world, all Mythologies are real. The gods walk the Earth and, sometimes, they walk among us. This union between man and god results in Demigods, beings more powerful than mortals but less powerful than gods. These people are commonly regarded as heroes or powerful figures in history and usually claim fame by slaying monsters like hunters slay tigers and lions.

 

Monsters also are real, they too walk amongst humans and have children too. It is known that some monsters are evil and hold a grudge against the demigods, this animosity towards the gods children and legacies travel down to their children. Although some monsters are friendly to the demigods and help them in their travels.

You are either a demigod or a demimonster. (Or both smile.gif )

 

Please keep pg-13

 

In terms of rules, it really just needs to make sense. Here are a few basic ones:

1)Powers should match powers of parents

2)Demigods/monsters shouldn't be as strong as their parents (no full gods or monsters)

3)Gods/Monsters specifically said to be very loyal to their spouses/virgins should not have kids. (But see rule 5)

4) Any thing goes.. mythology or well known monsters.

5) Specific goddesses (Athena/Minerva Juno Ect.) can bless/favor a mortal or demigod born and give them specific abilities to their own skills and/or objects of power (I.e. Athena’s Aegis shield/cloak). There can be Hunters of Artemis. These rules apply to other mythologies too.

6) No made up monsters/gods. I will be looking them up (I am curios about mythology)

7)Magic items /weapons can be made up (go nuts but don’t over do it!)

8)Legacies (descendents of two demigods) are available

9)good monsters and well known ones (like vampires) are alowed.

10) DC rules apply

 

To avoid clutter please post sheets here

 

A helpful list of monsters

 

Sheets:

Username:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Godly/Monsterly Parent:

Mythology: (only name it if it has one)

Powers: (Must match parent)

Weaknesses: (Should have more than the powers)

Sexuality: (Optional)

History: (Optional)

Personality: (Optional)

Appearance: (Pictures or descriptions or both!)

Other:

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ACCEPTED CHARACTERS:

DEMIGODS:

 

Username: AroaraAngelwolf

Name: Rosemary Johnson (Rose mostly, her papa calls her Mary)

Age: 18

Gender: female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Demeter

Mythology: Greek

Powers:

*Grow/manipulate plants

*can tell if fruit/plant is poisonous or edible.

*Animal Friend- she can get them to come to her. (Deer rabbits to bears cougars and wolves. Won’t hurt her if not startled by something else)

Weaknesses:

*Pacifist; hates to fight or hurt anything living thing

*Vegetarian- can’t stand the smell of meat, it makes her sick

*Shy

*dyslexic, and can’t stay focused on a single thing

Sexuality: Strait

History: She lived with her dad on a farm for most of her life, her mother would visit during the spring summer months, then disappear around fall and winter. When she turned 16 her mother gave her a pair of bronze sickles to train with, she learned how to wield them but she never actually uses them against anyone. When she turned 18 her mother sent her away to find her own path in life.

Personality: Kind caring and vary sweet. Extremely shy. More in rp

Appearance: Has mint green eyes About 5'6" Rosemary

Other: She plays a silver flute, and is an amazing singer (hits the high note in phantom of the opera) but she doesn’t like to sing around people.

 

Username: AroaraAngelwolf

Name: Crownus James (Crow or CJ)

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Anubis

Mythology: Egyptian

Powers: *transform in to a Egyption greyhound,

* See/speak/sense the dead.

Weaknesses:

*cant tell lies,

*hates any high place, from tall bildings to flying

*Hyperactive and twitchy

Sexuality:

History: Uneventful, mostly living with my mother. And the dead.. (heh heh) Mom is a Mortician found out i can speek to the dead when she brought me to work when i was 4.

Personality: Sarcastic, hyper more on that in rp.

Appearance:Crow with amber brown/gold eyes and 5'9"

greyhound

Other: fake piercings a Ankh necklace he always has on(pulls in to a digger). Has Claustrophilia can sing and play drums and draws

 

Username:

Name: Julia burley

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Bast

Mythology: Egyption

Powers:

*Very agile

*cat like senses

*claws that are retractable

*cat form

Weaknesses:

*she gets way too curious which causes constant danger.

*afraid of many bugs , heights, and darkness

*her cat form can not speak english or any other human/god language.

*she has a hard time controlling her claws when sad or angry and they may come out when her hands are closed piercing herself.

Sexuality: bi

History: (Optional)

Personality: loving,caring,trusting, more in rp

Appearance: Julia

Other: She can sing very well and is a great dancer though she prefers not to dance in front of many people.

 

Username: RavenWolf1010

Name: Hrafn (Raven)

Age: Twenty-two.

Gender: Female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Sköll

Mythology: Norse

Powers:

- Has the ability to take the shape of a goddess, human, or normal wolf.

- Regenerative Healing Factors

- Heightened Speed, Agility, and Stamina (see weaknesses)

- Heightened Senses (any form)

Weaknesses:

- Can be mortally wounded

- While she does retain heightened speed, agility, and stamina in her 'human form', it only matches that of a competitive athlete (not average human, just a really fit one)

- In her human form, she is much slower and less lethal in a fight

- She has a soft spot for children.

- If her father or origins are mentioned, she can become so angry, that she's literally blinded with rage, and just goes on a killing spree.

Sexuality:

History: A grandchild of Loki, she was an outcast on Asgard. So, she took to wandering dimensions, until discovering Earth. She has always tried to avoid humans, and roams in the least populated areas she can find.

Personality: She's fairly rude, skeptical, and overall mean. However, children seemed to be drawn to her. Rest in RP.

Appearance:

In her wolf form, she's about twelve feet tall. However, she usually chooses to appear as a regular wolf, coming in at about six feet tall. She has solid black fur, and silver eyes.

Here she is

Other: She has a sword that she carries around with her everywhere.

 

Username:padfoot

Name: Mercedes Locke

Age: 18

Gender: female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Lu-Ban

Mythology: Chinese

Powers: Technological Assimilation

Mechanokinesis

Weaknesses:

Only works with direct contact

machines created are only as strong as the components that create it

Machines attached to her body are possible to rip off and will damage her body

Sexuality: straight

History: Rped

Personality: rped

Appearance:Mercedes Locke

Other:

 

Username: Chicogal

Name: Rain Rowe

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Poseidon

Mythology: Greek

Powers:

- Control over water

- Communication with marine animals

Weaknesses:

- Vulnerable to water

- Has to stay hydrated - if she does not drink for more than 3 hours, she becomes very weak

- Naïve and gentle

- Weak physically

Sexuality: Heterosexual

History: To be roleplayed

Personality: To be roleplayed

Appearance: Rain stands at 5,2"

Other: None

 

DEMIMONSTERS:

 

Username: AroaraAngelwolf

Name: King

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Lycaon

Mythology: European/ American (both have their own take on werewolves) Origin in Greece.

Powers:

*Shifting with out the full moon (human anthro and full wolf)

*Superhuman strength

*Wolf senses (heightened) and stamina

*His bite only in full wolf form has the ability to turn someone.

*quick healing

Weaknesses:

*completely colorblind

*Silver (pure or coated) hurts like hell and leaves a nasty burn mark on his skin

*Can be hurt by normal bullets

*mostly nocturnal

*More feral due to time alone.

*Overprotective/ stubborn

Sexuality: Strait

History: long, but I’ll be brief. He was 10 and his parents where gone somewhere, younger sibling hungry so he went out hunting, and fell in a ravine. Three days later he got out came back and found his home empty, his things left there like his family was in a hurry. He hasn’t seen them since then.

Personality: Protective and headstrong, stubborn, but mostly kind, tender, sweet, and vary gentleman like.

Appearance: eyes are a blue so light they look a grey-blue white

KING ( is about 5'8" in this form)

Anthro (taller then his human form, about 6'4")

Wolf slightly larger then the advrege male wolf (size varries from myth to myth)

Other: he is a quick thinker, and his parents taught him to fight in all three forms, lay traps and survive on the woods alone. Wields a bow and arrows locket

 

Username: Voltage

Name: Ezra bloom

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Leprechaun

Mythology: celtic/irish

Powers: Extremely lucky?

sense gold/magical items

invisibily

Weaknesses:

He has A.D.D and has a hard time staying focused.

He is more likely to run then try and fight.

he gets very frustrated when someone asks him for his pot of gold

Has to give at least 100 gold pieces when caught or grant one wish

Sexuality: bi

History: (Optional)

Personality: He is kind hearted though he is very flighty and does not trust often so he won't get caught. He is loyal and trys to help anyone that becomes his friend. more in RP.

Appearance: Ezra is big for a leprechaun at 5' and often trys to pass off as a human though a very short and lucky one. His hair is a dark orange commonly mistaken for a redish color which is something he doesn't mind as he preferred red over orange. his eyes are a shimmering almost gold like color though he usually wears contacts to make them brown.

Other: He is a hunter, he doesn't really like the thought of what humans do to the food or animals for that fact. He is mostly a vegetarian but the smell of deer or squirrel gets to him sometimes. he is relatively well at drawing though he doesn't like to show his work.

 

Username: Lilraaos

Name: Cheryl Azevedo

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Medusa

Mythology: Greek

Powers:

-Cheryl has the ability to stop the movement of whoever meets her gaze for a short amount of time. Being only 1/4 Medusa she cannot turn people into stone but instead paralyzes them.

Weaknesses:

-Cheryl never leaves the her house and is scared of the outside world.

-Very little stamina as a result

-Extremely clumsy as result

-Extremely shy and a bit scared of humans while convinced that she is a monster and is scared of hurting others.

-Innocent to the outside world.

Sexuality:

History: Cheryl grew up with her mother in a small house in the woods with her mother. Though she was happy, she longed to see the outside world. Cheryl's mother warned her against going outside; however she disobeyed one day while her mother was napping. This lead to a couple of boys from the village nearby to find her. They bullied and harassed her and tried to kidnap her. All this ruckus woke up Cheryl's mother whom quickly went to her daughter's defense. Being 1/2 Medusa, Cheryl's mother was able to turn the boys into stone; however the strain was too much and costed her life. Ever since then, Cheryl had been terrified of the outside world.

Personality: Being 1/4 Medusa and 3/4 human, Cheryl was bullied by humans whom thought she was a dangerous monster. Despite losing her beloved mother to a pair of young human boys, she displays no bitterness towards people and is even afraid of hurting them.

Generally shy around people, she is quite nervous around new acquaintances. Cheryl barely leaves the house which leaves her with little to no stamina; as a result she is very clumsy.

Because of the fact that she spent most of her life alone Cheryl greatly values and treasures her friends.

Appearance: [X]

Other: Cheryl loves to read and draw, she also is a good singer and has many other various little hobbies.

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Crow sat by the fire and sighs pulling out his drumsticks and tapping out a song at random. He sat in a clearing in the woods, his Khopesh beside him and his leather jacket and hoodie off despite the cold weather, His cheek and arms had scratches from branches. He was speaking softly to a ghost of a pioneer woman, who seemed grateful to talk to someone after being alone for so long in the afterlife. He kept an eye out for anyone or anything in the surrounding woods.

 

 

King lay in a cool cave on a small bed of pelts as a wolf, his belly full from his recent kill, a deer, and its own pelt was being tanned outside the cave in a quickly built lean-to hut, while the rest of the meat was being smoked, also inside the small structure.

 

 

Rose sat up in a high willow branch by a river a few miles from a waterfall. She played a sweet melody on her flute as the branches bent and swayed about her, the distant roar of water turning adding to her tune. She wore a thick jacket, and a deer below her nosing the grass and nibbling on the twigs.

 

((they are all in different places far from each other))

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Username:

Name: Ezra bloom

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Leprechaun

Mythology: celtic/irish

Powers: Extremely lucky?

sense gold/magical items

invisibily

Weaknesses:

He has A.D.D and has a hard time staying focused.

He is more likely to run then try and fight.

he gets very frustrated when someone asks him for his pot of gold

Has to give at least 100 gold pieces when caught or grant one wish

Sexuality: bi

History: (Optional)

Personality: He is kind hearted though he is very flighty and does not trust often so he won't get caught. He is loyal and trys to help anyone that becomes his friend. more in RP.

Appearance: Ezra is big for a leprechaun at 5' and often trys to pass off as a human though a very short and lucky one. His hair is a dark orange commonly mistaken for a redish color which is something he doesn't mind as he preferred red over orange. his eyes are a shimmering almost gold like color though he usually wears contacts to make them brown.

Other: He is a hunter, he doesn't really like the thought of what humans do to the food or animals for that fact. He is mostly a vegetarian but the smell of deer or squirrel gets to him sometimes. he is relatively well at drawing though he doesn't like to show his work.

 

Username:

Name: Julia burley

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Bast

Mythology: Egyption

Powers:

*Very agile

*cat like senses

*claws that are retractable

*cat form

Weaknesses:

*she gets way too curious which causes constant danger.

*afraid of many bugs , heights, and darkness

*her cat form can not speak english or any other human/god language.

*she has a hard time controlling her claws when sad or angry and they may come out when her hands are closed piercing herself.

Sexuality: bi

History: (Optional)

Personality: loving,caring,trusting, more in rp

Appearance: https://p.gr-assets.com/540x540/fit/hostedi...7074/171940.jpg

Other: She can sing very well and is a great dancer though she prefers not to dance in front of many people.

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(That is good. I feel more comfortable knowing that they approve happy.gif)

 

Username: Lilraaos

Name: Cheryl Azevedo

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Godly/Monsterly Parent: Medusa

Mythology: Greek

Powers:

-Cheryl has the ability to stop the movement of whoever meets her gaze for a short amount of time. Being only 1/4 Medusa she cannot turn people into stone but instead paralyzes them.

Weaknesses:

-Cheryl never leaves the her house and is scared of the outside world.

-Very little stamina as a result

-Extremely clumsy as result

-Extremely shy and a bit scared of humans while convinced that she is a monster and is scared of hurting others.

-Innocent to the outside world.

Sexuality:

History: Cheryl grew up with her mother in a small house in the woods with her mother. Though she was happy, she longed to see the outside world. Cheryl's mother warned her against going outside; however she disobeyed one day while her mother was napping. This lead to a couple of boys from the village nearby to find her. They bullied and harassed her and tried to kidnap her. All this ruckus woke up Cheryl's mother whom quickly went to her daughter's defense. Being 1/2 Medusa, Cheryl's mother was able to turn the boys into stone; however the strain was too much and costed her life. Ever since then, Cheryl had been terrified of the outside world.

Personality: Being 1/4 Medusa and 3/4 human, Cheryl was bullied by humans whom thought she was a dangerous monster. Despite losing her beloved mother to a pair of young human boys, she displays no bitterness towards people and is even afraid of hurting them.

Generally shy around people, she is quite nervous around new acquaintances. Cheryl barely leaves the house which leaves her with little to no stamina; as a result she is very clumsy.

Because of the fact that she spent most of her life alone Cheryl greatly values and treasures her friends.

Appearance: [X]

Other: Cheryl loves to read and draw, she also is a good singer and has many other various little hobbies.

 

(Yes, this is the beautiful Mary Kozakura from Kagerou Days/Kagerou Project/Heat-Haze Days/Mekaku City Actors/etc.)

 

(I couldn't decided if I wanted to play a beautiful nymph, a cold emotionless Yuuki-Onna or a Medusi xd.png)

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It was a stunningly beautiful day. A cool summer breeze flew in through her open window ruffling her hair and flipping a couple pages of the book she was currently reading. Brushing her cream colored hair behind her left ear, Cheryl flipping back to the page she was at, smiling as a lone bird landed on her windowsill.

 

"Hello Mr. Bird." Cheryl greeted him pleasantly with her bright smile and soft voice. "Its a beautiful day isn't it?" She asked. The bird cocked his head at her curiously. Her smiled loosened knowing the bird couldn't understand her and that it was silly to talk to animals. Yet her loneliness was constantly eating her up and she always talked to anything that would give her the ear, understand or not.

 

Mr. Bird was grooming his feathers as Cheryl finished the last pages of her book. Closing it, she hugged the book to her chest with a satisfied sigh. "No matter have many times I read this book, the ending always touches me." The young girl shared with the bird whom had stopped to stare at her. "I mean its so sweet and romantic how the prince saves the princess." She gushed. The bird didn't answer of course and Cheryl felt the need to fill the silence.

 

"Hey, do you think that if I was a beautiful princess a prince would come to rescue me?" Cheryl asked. The bird took a last look at her and flew away, a strong gust of wind blew the pages of the book to a picture bearing a slender women wearing a dress that fit her curves however the most notable feature about her was her huge mass of snake hair and her glowing red eyes. She glared at the hero whom had drawn his sword and was ready to slay her.

 

Cheryl's eyes darkened. "I'm just kidding." She whispered to the empty air. "I already know I'm not the princess."

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King huffed and got up stretching, yawing widely and left his cave wincing at the light. He shook himself and trotted in to the shadows of the forest, moving quickly and silently. The deer meat he had in his smoking hut was for later when he needed it the most, for now he’d settle for something small. His nose twitching away, he followed a scent of a rabbit, and attempted to sneak up on it but it spotted him and tore off. He took up the chase, too engrossed in catching the blasted bunny; he ran headfirst in to a wall and yelped stumbling about and shaking his head. The rabbit apparently made it’s den under a house and he rammed in to the window sill.

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"Hello!" Cheryl smiled a smile to rival the sun, aiming her cheerfulness at a group that consisted of two young girls and three young boys whom looked around her age. Her mother had been gone for a bit longer then usual and the young Medusa had decided to go on adventure to save her from the evil dragon that was surely holding her captive.

 

That was what she told herself at least, but under that paper thin lie she knew her mother was fine, but she wanted an excuse to go outside herself. Cheryl wanted badly to meet kids her age and go on adventures with them like the heroes in her storybooks.

 

She could see it now- these children and her, they would become the best of friends and lifelong companions. They would reach a suitable age and the kingdom's princess would be stolen. Cheryl and her friends would go through an epic journey full of bearded wizards, mischievous fairies and evil dragons to save her. Her hair quivered in happiness at just the thought.

 

A loud high pitched scream snapped her from her happy thoughts. What was wrong? Was someone being attacked? Cheryl's eyes quickly shifted to the young girl whom the scream had belonged to. Her brown eyes were wide in horror and as Cheryl met her gaze, her mouth froze, not quite closing in a small oval.

 

Cheryl herself could feel her eyes growing warm. It was extremely subtle. Never having that happened to her before, Cheryl was certain it wasn't normal. Had something gotten in her eye? She blinked to get rid of the strange heat, as soon as she broke the girl's gaze the girl let out another ear piercing scream.

 

When Cheryl had opened her eyes again the girl had turned her back to the Medusa and had started to run. Face clouded with confusion, Cheryl turned to the girl's wide eyed friend, hoping for an explanation. They seemed to be staring at her hair, their faces displaying shock. The boy looked up at Cheryl, as soon as she met his gaze her eyes grew warm again, she blinked and when she opened her eyes the boy had let out a hoarse shout for the rest of his friends to run while turning to follow the brown eyed girl.

 

Panic and hurt mixed in with her confusion. Why were her future friends running from her? "Wait!" She cried out, but the children had ran like they were a school of fish and her the shark. "Wait..." Her arm reached out to the quickly shrinking silhouettes as if she could pull them back and ask them why they were running from her.

 

This wasn't how it was suppose to be.

 

...

 

Cheryl threw open the door, dreading the scene she would see. Panic and fear had settled in her chest the moment she had heard her gentle mother scream. The scene that laid in front of her made her blood run cold.

 

Crumpled to the ground was her beloved mother, white hair dyed red with her own blood as a pair of teenage boys sent blow after crippling blow to the already limp figure.

 

Why?

 

The blood curdling scream of a young girl orphaned girl pierced the stillness of the forest.

 

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Cheryl woke with a start frowning. Had she just dreamed about her memories? It had been awhile since that had happened. She stood up and picking up her book she gently pressing it into its spot on one of her numerous book shelves. A loud yelp startled her and she jumped, accidentally knocking over her half full cup of herbal tea now lukewarm. Was someone here? Panicking her hands reached for her blindfold, she started to run upstairs but tripped on one of books, crashing in a heap.

 

It seems that if you look at a others. They'll turn to stone.

 

(Nothing wrong with two werewolves right? biggrin.gif)

 

 

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King stumbled around dazed and flopped on his rump. His ears perked up when he heard a crash inside. Still dizzy he moved over to the window and placed his paws on the window sill looking in. he knew he should do such a thing, but he wanted to make sure everything was alright before heading back to his cave. The room was a ray of gays, blacks and whites; as was his entire world since he was born. He harrumphed seeing the girl on the floor then lowered a little looking about incase her parent showed up. His fur was a rich black blue and his eyes so pale blue they seemed like ice.

 

((depends on which mythology. Sometimes there is only one werewolf.)

 

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She stretched, and yawned, scanning the forestry area before her. "Hm... It's quiet." While keeping to the forests had been safer, it'd also been a heck of a lot more boring. Hrafn slunk from her den, and lifted her massive snout skyward. "I think," she began speaking to herself. "It is time for some excitement." The obsidian-hued canine angled herself southward, and began at an easy pace, picking up speed as her muscles warmed. In the cool air, her breaths materialized before her in a cloud of white. But, as she continued further and further south, her breath became less and less visible, until it wasn't at all.

The sun now arced high in the sky, and she'd been keeping a steady pace of eighty or so miles per hour, the wind at her back aiding her. "I wonder what the humans have been up to." She could smell their cities from here. Her nose immediately wrinkled. They are disgusting; pigs living in their own filth! They think themselves so high and mighty... If only they lay eyes on the streets of Asgard! Then they would re-think just how advanced they are. Panting, she settled down in the shade to cool off. The temperature had climbed as she had descended in elevation. Of course, they're so ignorant that they'd refuse to even give thought to the fact they they are not the most advanced civilization. The wolf snorted, and rose back onto her feet.

 

((Here she is as a human. Wolf form should be pretty self-explanatory. ))

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Ezra was walking through the woods, he dare not enter any cities as he knew all that would bring is people trying to capture him and take his gold that they seemed to be obsessed with. Money money money its all humans ever think about they never seem to care about the important things. He stopped most of the way through his thoughts as he smelled deer cooking,he enjoyed deer a lot it was one of his favorite foods and one of his only proteins. Like food his thought finally finished. He saw a smoke house of some kind as well as a cave, it was a risk but he looked into the cave. "no ones home i see well i think they won't be minding if i have me a wee bit of the deer they have cooking up" he spoke aloud to himself as he walked to the smoke house

 

Julia purred just waking up from her nap, she was in her pure black kitten form in a park that was located on the outskirts of town. It was relatively small but had a few bushes and a couple trees in it. She had been curled up in the shade of one of the bushes relaxing. She had just gotten out of school an hour ago and quickly came into the park to rest as many kids would knock on her door and ask her father to see if she could come out to play and even though julia knew they just wanted to pick on her her dad would insist she go out and make new friends. Stretching her front paws out as she yawned she started her little walk from the park towards the woods where she would be able to shift back not worrying about people seeing her.

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Crow walked about gathering more sticks and throwing them on the fire. Despite the fact it was about mid-day according to his watch, it was dark here, the trees has grown too thick for any sun to poke through. Warmed by the fire, he had shed his sweatshirt, revealing a plain black t-shirt the sleeves reaching halfway down his upper arm.

 

On the inside of his lower right arm was a cartouche, the hieroglyphs in it where colorful and bright against his pale skin. On the outer side of his upper left arm, two black legs peeked out from under his sleeve they looked like humanoid dog legs. He sat down again on his discarded sweatshirt and brushed his hands on his black cargo pants. The pioneer woman had disappeared, leaving him alone.

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Ezra had made his way into the little hut/tent that had the smell of deer coming from it. Walking into the tent he saw the deer and took out a small carving knife he happened to get lucky and find close by in the tent. He carved off a few pieces of the deer and started to eat it. it would be almost unnoticeable that little pieces of venison had been taken though anyone with good eyes may notice. He was enjoying this deer and thanking whatever human left it unattended to him though he was curious what human would live in the forest.

 

Julia had made it to the forest to change back to her human form making sure everything was the way she wanted it. She thought for a minute realizing there was still a chance they would find her so she started to wander through the woods.Julia had been walking around for a while when she saw the light of a fire, as quietly as she could she climbed a tree looking down at what looked to be a guy slightly older than herself with a black t shirt on and though she was curious she didn't know who this person was.

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Crow was tapping out another song when his head whipped up to the sound of barking. He got up and walked till he was under Julia’s tree and knelt down. “Hey there bud… what are you barking at? Those sequels?” He chuckled. To him, a large golden retriever was jumping and parking up at the branches, to everyone else, nothing was there, although if one looked closely, they could see a shimmer of air, a silvery film like mist dusted the ground, a shimmer of a soul although that would be all they could see of it.

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Julia had got ready to jump down when the guy had walked under the tree and she flattened herself against it.As she listened in to the guy talking to a dog she looked down seeing and hearing nothing. She sat down and sighed her left leg hanging where her foot could be seen though she didn't realize it.

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Crow didn’t see the paw instead, he focused on the dog. He shifted in to the lanky body of the Egyptian grey hound and laid down, his thin tail wagging, he looked exactly like the dog statues of Anubis. When the dog continued to bark he looked up in to the tree, his golden brown eyes locking on the cat and he tilted his head. He stood back up and leaned his front paws on the tree, the Egyptian hound was larger then the average grey hound, so his thin nose almost touched her paw. “Need help getting down?” His voice was slightly different from before, still gentle and warm, but it seemed hollow and flat like he was speaking through water.

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julias back foot or paw as she refers to them slipped touching a nose and she quickly jumped up to a higher branch looking down at the guy. Her head tilted and she shook it "nope i can get down relatively easily, its nice to meet you." Her voice was calm and slow as if trying to keep anything that wanted to hurt her calm and quiet. She slowly climbed down the tree standing a few feet away from the larger male as she watched him.

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Trembling fingers shoved her blind fold in front of her closed eyes, just for extra insurance. To stop her horrible trembling, Cheryl forced herself to take slow breaths calm calm calm she chanted in her mind. Okay. Think. Think. What do I do? If I give them a warning then they shouldn't attack right? Just inform them a have absolutely no intention of harming them and if I some how took something from them they are more then welcome to have it back.

 

"Please leave! I mean you no harm but if you get to close to me I won't be able to help it." Cheryl begged, her voice shaking.

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King snuff and sniffed checking to make sure only the girl was in the home. He most certainly couldn't leave her like this. He jumped through the window and trotted up to her his cold wet nose on her hand, then the nose went away and a moment later hands grabbed her lightly by the waist and set her on her feet. "Sorry bout that miss. Didn't mean to frighten you.. was only trying to catch my lunch, that's all." His voice was deep and handsome sounding if it wasn't so jarred with soft growls and scratchy from lack of use. There was a sound like he jumped up on a desk and sniffed the air. "You're no mortal..... and you aren't a demigod.... they have a different scent, so my dad told me....you look alone, I know that feeling. Quite sorry for scarring you again miss. I'll leave now. " He jumped out of the window and shifted back heading back to his cave.

 

Once he got there he snarled smelling someone at his place and ran to the smoking hut turning to his anthro form and peeking in and growls louder. “Little thief! Leave my knife and anything else you might of took and beat it before I swallow you in one bite! This kill is mine! I worked hard for it! Scram you little thief!” He snaps his powerful jaws at the leprechaun, missing him on purpose. He backed out of the tent, in this form he could speak, but it was jarred and guttural, more animalistic then his human voice, his eyes so blue and piercing they always seemed to look right through you and in to your soul. “Run off before I make you my lunch!”

 

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Crow watched her get down and seeing the cat claws he yelped and transformed back in to his human shape and ran for his klopesh, pulling the curved blade out. "Are you a demon...no...monster?... " the hieroglyphs on his arm read "crow" to any who could read them.

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Rain staggered on through the forest, legs weak and mouth dry. Parched. She hesitatingly brojght her flask up to her cracked lips for the hundredth time, in vain hope of there being a drop of water. No luck. She was too weak to draw out much water from the surrounding plants, and everytime she did, the world spun. The girl was searching for a river, a pond, anything with water. She had decided to go for a morning walk, but had gotten lost on her way. The twists and turns she'd taken meant that she was hopelessly and completely lost.

 

It had been alright for the first two hours. Then the thirst had set on. By the third hour, she had begun to dehydrate and weaken terribly. If her watch was correct, it was now the fifth. Her head was getting lighter and lighter. Objects had started to blur and move about. A cave was just a few metres ahead... Maybe it was cool. Perhaps there would be a water source. Swallowing down, she took two more steps before her knees failed her, and her vision faded to black before jer head connected with stone.

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Julia remembered her claws too late but quickly retracted them shaking her head "no, i am not a monster. No need to bring out swords i wont hurt you unless your a monster but you kinda look like someone my mom showed me a picture of before."

 

Ezra jumped as he heard a loud growl. He looked over and scratched the back of his head, by the time the owner had come back he had finished the small amount he had taken and was just holding the knife admiring it. He shook his head "thief? No laddy you got it all wrong i was trying to figure out who's amazing home in the woods this is, i was looking for a name on the knife or on anything else in this smoking facility. Alas i could find nothing but now i know it is yours, my name is Ezra who may you be laddy?" Ezra tossed the knife behind him as it stuck into a bench where he found it before. "the scent of deer is a weakness to me but if i must leave i will leave the tent." As he spoke he walked past the guy who was threatening him.

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King made sure that Ezra left the hut before snarling. “My land, leave it! I do not like thieving trespassers.” He snatched him up in a huge paw and stalked away from his cave in to the woods over to a river towing him to the other side of it. He gave one last warning snarl and stalked away again. The river was swift and fast, there was no way the little man could cross it for miles.

 

He froze nose twitching, “why do I smell the sea…” He thought and frowned and shook his head. “I’m miles and miles away from it, it couldn’t be.” he snorted and sniffed again scanning the trees then got down low and sniffed the earth following it till he hit a shoe. So this was the source. He drew back a snarl on his lips, a demigod. His fangs bared as he waited for her to move, but after a moment he leaned forward and sniffed again. A demigod alright, buy she was out cold and her head slightly bleeding. His father would say kill her, but his mother…..his mom…. He scooped the girl up and carried her back to his cave laying her on his bed of furs. He turned human and placed a cool damp cloth to her forehead, and managed to trickle some water between her lips, this went against everything he was taught by his dad, good thing he wasn’t around to see his eldest son’s treachery as he would call it.

 

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Crow blinked and shook his head. “I’m no monster…. And you remind me of Bast… The cat goddess and protector of the underworld…..”

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Ezra had been looking around and a fallen log was crossing the river nearby and he smiled crossing the river whistling a tune as he walked. He got close to the town and became invisible looking for any gold starting to walk by the homes seeing if he could sense any gold in the houses.

 

Julia tilted her head "how do you know my mothers name exactly?" Julia giggled as she undid the pins holding her ears down and smiled as her ears twitched " you aren't going to try and test me because of my agile ness will you?"

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Rain was motionless until a few drops of water dripped down her throat. She blinked awake, a hand shooting out to grip the one feeding her water. Gulping down thirstily, her bright blue eyes took in the boy crouching by her. Once the water was gone, she had decided that he looked alright and sat up. "Thank you. Rain," she explained breathlessly, pointing towards herself in explanation. "Is there any more around?" Her body felt weak and tired. She held herself carefully, knowing that it probably wouldn't be hard for him to overpower her in this state. But that was forgotten when she felt the aching pain in her skull. "Ouch, ow," she whimpered, a hand drifting to her wound.

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