hemomancy

I too, need money for Christmas. Money can be taken through Paypal, or Facebook Pay. Commissions are slow, so this is my solution.

It'll continue until Nov. 15th, 6pm EST.

Rules, and these are very important.

-Please do not edit a comment, make a new one. I will ignore it if it's edited.

-Bidding starts at 5$, going up by at least 50 cents.

-You must be able to pay ASAP, I will not be holding skins.

Bid format-

Discord:
Skin(s):

Bid(s) in order:

Skins (They're all female, I'm so sorry to the guys):

She's a Pirate:
 

A Darling Shade:

Strawberry Banana:

Reds n' Roses:

Lime:
 

Secret Pants:

Lil Student:

Pinky:
 

Off We Go:

Bubblegum:

Fancy Pants:
 

 [!]

A certain elf is seen posting flyers for a small event in Talon's Grotto, posting them in the tavern itself, and other cities around Arcas.

"This Elven Wednesday (5 PM EST), there will be a game of darts in the Talon's Grotto tavern. Come hang out with friends, or make new ones over a drink. It'll just be a wholesome game of darts, with an undetermined monetary prize to the winner!"

[!]

A map of the way Talon's Grotto is attached.

Athri Belrose is hyped for her cousins wedding.

A small 'ker ragamuffin would look at the missive, confusion being the only thing seen on her face, besides the underlying fear or worry she constantly felt. She could only read but one word, Mali'ker, but knew that was what she had been looking for as she wandered the land. She took it with her, going on her way to have someone read the rest to her.

1 hour ago, Adrian_Games said:

Archie Castelo quickly glances through the missive, him sighing. "Put 'randpa's name to s'ame, cousin. 'ope ya learn w'at's rig't 'n' wron' in t'e future, or losin' t'e family name ain't 'oin' to be the worst t'in' to come." He shakes his head, him showing a small smile as he hands the missive to Petrysa, whom was sitting next to him. "Look at t'is!" He gave a light chuckle. "'e finally 'ot w'at's comin' to 'em. 'ope 'e learns 'is lesson, aye?"

Petrysa Ludovar leaned over and read the missive that was shown to her. "Da, although it's a bit of a surprise."  She nodded, leaning back to where she sat.

lets go gamer

Hey! You know I talked to you about this yesterday, though I really didn’t mean for you to do this, since it’s not the best way, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Another comment! As I said before, in my previous (deleted) comment, it is astounding that most of these things have taken such a while to be actually spoken out, even if it does happen to be heavily moderated. Astounding.

On 9/23/2020 at 10:41 PM, Kalehart said:

Pending.

Please include a description of all four phantom types.

done

i wonder who made that outfit

MC Name: neoroseo

Character's Name: Pep Leparda

Character's Age: 42 (Died in mid 20's)

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         Kha'Cheetrah

Transformed form:

         Revenant

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         N/A

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Revenants: Beings who refuse to pass into the soul-stream. They are made of ectoplasm, a material that is well, not of this world. The super-natural nature to ectoplasm means they (Phantoms) are rarely ever able to interact with physical objects. Revenants do not bleed, need to eat, sleep, or anything. Iron and steel weapons can punch straight through them without any affect, generally. If a Revenant accepts their death in a positive manner they will become a specter. If negative, or denies their death they will become a Poltergeist. If one learns from their death, yet unwilling to give up whatever obsession drew them back to the mortal realm they will become a Graven. This is a purely a transition stage from wider phantom to a specific type. They have a low pain tolerance, tend to have mental break downs if exposed to such situations. It takes 2 IRP days to regenerate limbs.

Specters: Specters are beings, often white, blue, yellow, or silver, that've come to peace with their deaths. They are peaceful beings, though still prone to depression and sorrow, this doesn't make them unstable. They can be shy, or elusive, often weary of others. King and benevolent, they may act selflessly. They may remain in the land of the living until they are content to pass into the soul stream. Gold, or aurum burns them, like any other undead or super-natural creature. Voidal magic also affects them. They respond to pain in a very mortal manner, as they would've in life. Specters require 1 in real life day to regenerate limbs. They have a wide choice of abilities, examples are the following:

Poltergeists are 'dark' spirits. Denying the nature of their demise, or their demise at all for that fact. They take on an appearance of intense negative emotion, shades of red, or black. They know they are ghosts, well, Poltergeists, but they deny the nature of their death for one reason or another. Often equated to predators, violent, hostile, and instinctual. It's extremely difficult to get these souls to pass onto into the soulstream as they refuse to acknowledge their existence as ghosts, or come to peace with it. Like the other Phantoms, they have a great number of abilities, ranging from shifting, dematerializing, or controlled incorporeality. There however, are a number of unique ones. Such as Instill unease. They have a passive aura of unease, and negative emotion. This may not for example paralyze someone in their tracks, but may deter them from approaching.

Gravens are spirits, totally and wholly devoted to a singular thing. Clawing their way back from death to continue that task. The very embodiments of obsession, they literally take something and run with it. This task is the focus of their very existence, they will tank pain, maiming and even risk death in pursuit of their task. Their passion so great infact they can cause others to share their same enthusiasm for their given task. They however may never be forced to partake in the task. They have a physical form, making them more vulnerable to attacks, but easing interaction with the world around them. They may also conjure a tool to assist them, 1 emote for non-combative items, 2 emotes for combative items. They may damage other phantoms with them, as well as corporeal forms. They however, will crumble on contact with aurum, nor can they be manipulated in a 'super natural' manner.

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Revenants usually show signs of how their death occurred, oftentimes wounds or disheveled/ripped clothing, and in this case, a slit throat, with blood seeping from said wound, all in a grey hue.

Specters are often seen as white, blue, yellow, or silver, looking ethereal in nature, often with either no irises or pupils, or porcelain looking skin. This character would have no Irises, and would seem to be silver in color.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         N/A

Do you agree to keep Story writers updated on the status of your magic app?:

         N/A

Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

         Yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand.

Have you applied for this creature on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         N/A

The soul of a seemingly young Kharajyr, a Cheetrah, waited for her brother to join her, sorrow on her face as she waited.

“Per’ta... please come to this one. Please.” 

She said this to herself with a thick accent, and having been alone for a while at this point.

“Please… she can’t bear to be alone.” 

The Leparda, having killed herself when she was young, only in her twenties, cried out for comfort. She had come to terms with her death, that she herself caused, yet still longed to be around someone, anyone.

“Muuna… she regrets this.” 

She, meaning herself. The spirit regretted taking her own life, her judgment having been clouded during the end of her life. Especially with having been an addict in life, and a gambler. 

“This one regrets  it all… she wishes she could take it back.” 

Tears welled up in her eyes, as she sat alone, in whatever vast ethereal plane she now spent her time at.

“...She just doesn’t want to be alone anymore!”

Pep sobbed to herself.

“She just wishes to go back, to have more time! Say sorry to her muuna! Onyx! Everyone she knew! Please!” 

The spirit pleaded, tears dripping down into her hands, with nobody to comfort her in a time of distress.

…

The soul of the Kha eventually calmed, then said to the emptiness around;

“One day, she will come back to make amends.”

“One day...”

Pep Leparda stood up, beginning to do what she usually would, trudging around the emptiness that surrounded her, sorrowful, but hoping one day... she may be able to see those she loves once more.

Pep Leparda awaited her brothers arrival... wherever she was. He never arrived, but a heartbroken Pep would continue to wait and wait...

Athri Belrose read the letter left for her, rereading it over and over. “Oh. Fun. Vandalized my f*ckin’ house, then kills himself, and leaves me with a kid.” She looked over at the small dark elf girl, still trying to figure out how to take care of her. “Though, guess he wasn’t too bad, better than someone else getting too him first.” She moved over showed the letter to her friend, Isabella.

elf™

please

Once more the Grotto gathers to celebrate literally nothing! We need no reason to party, just because we can! All citizens of Arcas are welcomed in this sad, stressful time to come enjoy a drink or two in the tropical paradise that is Talon's Grotto. Cheap food and drink for all those who attend.

((OOC Time: 9/12, at 3PM))

Attached is a map to the Grotto! 

((Just head towards Siramenor, there should be a path that leads to a ferry!))

Roshia Avandi, a young ‘Aheral, took a glance at the missive. “Huh. Maybe I’ll ask about that, havn’t heard of that happening. Though not like I can avoid it, since I live there.” She began rambling on and on, eventually going on about her day as she was.

love you no homo ❤️

What about half snelves and all that jazz, how exactly would that work?

Athri groaned, and then facepalmed, as one would. “I’m not even looking for anybody. But okay.” She went back on with her day, probably to try to forget about this awkward event she has to deal with now.

I like it lol

Looks fun, wouldn't want to be caught by one that's about to blow

+1

8 minutes ago, NozLSD said:

thanks so much to all you brought to the server, have a good life

not leaving, just permanently leaving certain groups ❤️

Just now, SimpOOCly said:

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