((Okay. *gives RP cyanide* There you go RP. Im'a pretend to not notice what happens.))

((Let it die.))

((WAIT!!!!!! I has an idea. What if we added a mysterious element into the town? would THAT bring the RP back?????????))

((Making a roleplay))

((I bid thee adeu, my fellow roleplayers~))

((Le is speaking for the funeral.
Me: Okay, so now we are here for the death of a stupidly named RP that could have been named Supernatural Elemental Town of the Gifted."
Continues to speak
Me: Now, let there be light! Okay, everybody GTFO and go home. Bye, bye! Stop posting.))

(( Sorry, I've been busy lately and haven't had enough time to RP, but I've finally managed to get on and can go reply to you-
*Sees everyone has decided to leave the RP because of a supposed death that hasn't even happened.*

/rage ))

(( i guess i will wear some black. Here is my attire:

))

((Sorry if you didnt get the memo, but this is dying. And whats the point of making another rp if this one wasnt as successful as the old one? I mean, the reason you made this one was *partly* because I left and you had no one to accept, but what would be the point of re-making this one if the only reason for it was the lack of activity, causing it to die? Because face it, if this one dies so quickly, what makes you think that the next one will be more successful?
*Puts on black cloak and perches crow on shoulder*
Slenderp, this may seem a little last minute, but the funeral for this thread is coming up soon. Please have your attire ready by then, thank you.))

((Sorry for not posting. I've been working on a mod with my friends and its taking up my whole day. I only really contact people on the Skype group for PMC. ((Something like that)). I'm back now if you need someone to Roleplay.))

((Its not 'magic', its elements... An very nice attire for the event, Epic.))

(( I heard there was a funeral and I am ready for it!))

((it's dead, isn't it? Maybe we could start another one based on something else? Still with magic ))

((*Pollishes extensive kunai collection while humming the tune to 'Even in death' by Evanescence, which deemed appropriate for the situation*
Oh, hello, didnt see you there. I was simply readying myself for the death of this thread...
...*Mwahahahaha*))

((Screw this I am watching Fairy Tail or Death Note))

((Yesssssss...))

((Uh, huh. Takes noteboook out so it looks like she's writing all the information down, but really is playing tic tac toe by herself.))

((Also I will be the secret vampire who died, reincarnated partly as a ghost and partly as Brooke's raven.))

(( oh i will be on my dragon commanding my vampire army....))

((Oooh! Oooh! Can I have a random raven on my shoulder? I always thought those looked cool... Heh... ^-^))

((I want to be the guy that wears the big black trench coat because he always wears a trench coat. Also hello.))

((This is slowly dying. Gets funeral clothed prepared for everybody.))

((I. Just don't know what to do ))

((No, that would make me hate this rp's guts.
Sorry to say, but you cant just time skip and leave people like this. I get it, some (or most, I dont really know) of us are waiting for a reply, yes, but what if the person they're waiting for a reply from is just busy? And when they do come around, they find that they've been skipped out on and will have to join up with other person. You really shouldnt just time skip like that, okay?
*Rant over*))

((How about we just do a timeskip? The problem at the moment is most people are waiting for each other.))

((This is dying))

((Thank yooouuuu~~))

(( Ohaidar. Just letting you know I'm here now. :3 I'll edit it a reply into this post in a sec... ))

(( Sorry Brooke I don't know what to post ))

((*Siiiiiggghhhh...*))

(( I dont know what to post.))

((I hate being ill))

((Aaaand no ones posted, so another 24 hour wait for me~~ *Sigh*))

((Anyone here?))

Dahg pushed himself up from the ground, and at times like this, he chuckled. The pain in his eye was still immense, and tears were streaking down from his exposed tear duct on his shocked eye. Smoke was slowly pulsing out and most of all, blood poured down from his wound. He simply pulled the eyepatch over his face above his eye and kept walking. Many kids stared in disbelief at Dahg. His hair was singed, partially black on one side. He walked to a corner, a new corner for him to lay down in if night comes. His one eye caught a bag in his vision, in the distance. He walked over.

((Meh, he's there now, may aswell share the damn place! ))
Mai raised an eyebrow, still spining the glasses back and forth in her fingers. She stood leaning over to the right side, putting her wieght on one leg while the heel of her left foot rested against her right ankle. She looked boredly at the glasses as they span to and fro in her hands, music still slightly audible in the background from inside the room. "So, not to be rude or anything, but why are you here?" she asked in monotone, her whole aura coming off as lazy and uninterested. She really wasnt one for reunions, and quite frankly, this one was going on for too long. She wished he'd just get to the point of whyever he was here so she could go back inside and pump her music once again.
((Aaaand now to wait another 24 hours untill tomorrow when I check back again for posts! *Sigh*))

The second Roslina turned away from him, he felt relieved yet pained. Running out of the Starbucks behind her with immense speed, Shadow felt like it was against his own free will. It felt like he should stay there, with Roslina, for however possible. He bumped into at least five people on his way, but his mind was too confused to even notice. His house was in a very public place, well, actually behind it. It was basically hidden by some Chinese restaurant, resting behind it where you'd have to go down an alley to get to. Of course, not too many people knew he lived there, so he was safe and secure. Once he ran down the alleyway and took the turn to his house, you could safely say it was one of the worst looking exterior for a home in existence. Garbage was all over outside, and a dumpster was directly next to his door. He went to a normal speed, and sighed, reaching and opening the door.

As he walked in, he was met with pitch blackness, before flicking on the light switch. In light, you could clearly see the room was all white, minus the doors and a few pieces of furniture. There was white couch along with a TV, the screen standing out as it was black against a white wall. A folding door for a closet was next to the TV, which was a light shade of brown. The carpet was a bit gray colored, though. The room actually seemed really cozy and nice, especially to the outside. There were two doors, one behind the couch, leading into his room, and a door on the other side of the TV, leading into the bathroom. "I gotta keep this under control..." He muttered


"O- o- oh, e- er, ehm..." Was all Jacob could say, or stutter, the shock of the moment still spinning in his head. When he came back to his normal senses, he pulled out an extra pair of glasses from his pocket, as he was used to being clumsy lately. He put the extra pair on, and sighed. "S- s- sorry..." He apologized embarrassingly, scratching the back of his head. Great, just great. He had just made an entire fool of himself right in front of his 'Highschool Crush', as he could call her. His face had returned to pretty much normal color, but still, he was very embarrassed.

(( I didn't realize apartments aren't normally shared. 3: Like I've said before, I'm not 'well-knowing' on how the 'outside world' works, and stuff...

(( Gotta go. Will be back later. ))

((Anyone here? I want to rp/ go to sleep. Actually I want to write a blog, but am not on the pc))

((sure, the thanksgiving thing sounds nice. Also, I'm not really able to post as much as I used to: the exams are coming closer and I have to learn so freaking much T-T))

((No school on Wednesday ;3))

((Sorry for not posting. I've had lots of school work recently.))
Stephen was sitting in from of the computer, once again searching for a job. He had left Mia as soon as Chase had arrived. Stephen felt sorry for his friend, but also jealous. Ye, Mia was enough to drive anyone mad, but she was company. All to.often Stephen felt lonely, sitting in the house. In his years at the school he had become accosted to sharing a dorm. Now he lived alone in a fairly sized house. He sighed.

((I guess it does. It seems USA have a lot more holidays than we do...
Oh, and I think my character should just leave Starbucks for now. I can't wait for Garg any longer! Plus, it's been ages since I actually posted))

Roslina suddenly heard a thud outside and rushed out. Looking around she saw a man on the ground.
"Oh, no!" she cried, running over to him. Turning him over she could clearly see a pool of blood. His eyes were blank and he was as still as a stone.
"He's already dead..." she thought aloud. "Who could have done this?"
She was suddenly reminded of the gun fight from a few days earlier.
"It could've been them!" she thought aloud again. "Whoever did this, I've gotta tell Stephen and the others!"
She quickly got onto Crystal and flew back to the house.

((America wins.))

((Epic said in Anna's post that it's Thanksgiving soon. Maybe something should happen then, when we're all celebrating. Not sure about my char, though. Irl I don't celebrate Thanksgiving (doesn't exist in the UK), but I guess she'll celebrate too. ))

((we really need some more action here, does anyone have an idea? ))

((*Yawn*
Still waiting... For Garg...
Please come on.. Whenever... I just need a reply... *Sigh*))

Mia ran up to chase, and showed him the picture of Stephen acting like a dog. Chase looked at her. " You really have to stop making people dress up as dogs, and taking picture of them like that." Chase said

((Giving Lance small appearances until I finish his app))
Anna went to the store, she had went to buy nice silverware and a table cloth. Thanksgiving was soon and she had to cook for Ethan and herself. She had already signed him up for kindergarten, but while she was thinking of that she remembered she was supposed to get some milk. While she walked down the dairy isle across her was Lance, she stopped in fear. He looked up and smiled at her. He slowly walked closer to her "Oh, Annabel you can't escape easily. Not everybody in town knows who I am." Then, he walked away from her, and out of town.