SparxofFlame

(am I allowed to have a character here AND on the dark side?)

Name: Amanda LIghtfoot Age: 8 Gender: Female Appearance: Bio: Myra, at first, was bullied all the time at her school because of every little thing, like her clothes, her hair, her love of stuffed animals, etc. She soon became over-emotional, and that was when she woke up with a new blue teddy bear. She soon found out (since the fairy was NOT stealthy) that this special bear was her fairy god father, and her every non-selfish wish could be granted, not that she was ever selfish. Fairies Name: Pernel Fairies Bio: Pernel always seemed to be encouraging, but he doesn't listen very well, and need to read the rules often, as he doesn't really know them. Fairies Appearance: <--With blue hair and eyes. jeans and a green and pink striped shirt. "Fairly OddParents Rulez"

Shannon blinks and follows her " I'm sorry that I got you wet. This happens alot. My mom says I should stop, but a boy about my age told me not to. It's kinda weird." she says, thinking about it while walking

Shannon waves sweetly and also to the other people, picking up her bucket with a childish grunt. She has it...She haaas iiit.....And she doesn't.. Shannon trips at the curb of the sidewalk, her bucket going with her, hitting the ground just before she does. "Ow..." she says, almost sounding annoyed, and she just sort of lays there

Serenity chuckles "Don't be such a sourpuss, Tamaki. It's just training." She smirks slyly at him when he mentions the paralysis "Oh, dear, the boy can't move? Pity.." she makes a pout face and giggles "SOooo serious. Can't you have a little fun for once, O great wizard of flame?" she looks concerned for a moment. She felt bad when she looked into Beastboy's 'short' nightmare, but she concentrated and smiled lightly. Suddenly, her figure grew dark and strange, but changed to light and blinding. She wondered what Ifrit's weakness was, and how to maneuver something in a dream to meet that weakness "Nindyn vel'uss kyorl nind ratha thalra elghinn dal lil alust..." 'Those who watch their backs meet death from the front' She didn't want to - and she wasn't going to - kill anyone, but that didn't change the fact that Ifrit had the ability to understand. She wondered what it would do in responce

Sparx looks surprised, having hears a slight laugh out of Roxan "Oh, dear god, you laughed!" she transports into darkness "I'm SO telling Manse--I mean Xemnas."

Woohoo!

Name: Asp'r (Asper) Bio: Asper was only a little girl when her parents' hearts were stolen from them. Taken by the darkness. That was wen she went to the shoreline and cried. When her tears hit the water, they seemed to harden, and the tips of the teardrops were sharp. That was wen she began to go to the water of the island, hoping to one day receive a new gift, but she didn't. All the same, she returned each and every day to catch a fish and set it free, to play in the water, or to seek comfort when something went wrong. Asper had little to no friends, as she was a rather strange girl, relying on the ocean, and always daydreaming, her mind full of strange ideas. Appearance: Reason for being Good: To find peace, and her parents' hearts. Weapon: Small sharpened blades meant to look like drops of water Home World: Destiny Islands Age: 13 "I join Good"

Sparx turns around. Her bottom hurt, due to the sudden temperature change, and Roxan couldn't take a joke. "I hate you so much..." Of course, she was truthful right them, but the next day, she'd probably hug her when her guard was off....which it usually wasn't.

Sparx sighs and sprinkles a bit of snow into Roxan's hair "Chill out, Roxy, Denying it doesn't help with anything" she turns away and grins, waiting for her response.

Sparx looks at Zexion, waves and grins broadly at Roxan "Ooooo, somebody IS busy" she says...she was getting ideas.

Shannon looked up at the people with a big smile "It's okay Mister Gold. Some people just have their mischievous moments. They seem like nice people." She held out her hand to whoever chose to shake it first, her warm smile remaining "My name's Shannon. What are your names?" She'd almost forgotten about her bucket before she glanced at it and looked back at the people.

Sparx sighs when her hug is avoided "Yes, I see your doing something, why ELSE would I come to annoy you?" she says in a 'duh' voice... then adds "By the way, have you seen Demyx? I've been meaning to talk to him." she grins innocently, thinking to herself 'as in steal his sitar, make him track me down, and give him hugs!'

Brizae was more fond of staying in the shadows. She didn't dare make a sound when she took their cooled shelter, the shadows concealing her almost completely, as her dark skin and closed eyes blended with them. If she were seen, she would most likely be killed. If she were heard, she would be searched for. When near races of the light, it was best not to move, speak, or breath in any way but silently. It wasn't a good time to be training as a stealth specialist, the war going on and all, but it was also the best time. It was when she needed the most training, and when she could prove that she could be her best. All she could do then was blend in, shut her mouth, and listen.

Sparx tip-toes behind Roxan with an impish grin on her face. She extends her arms and tries to wrap them around Roxan "Sneak attack..." she whispers

Gwilla smiles, and hops on G'wren, both of them saying "Krathin." Gwillanna was raised with draconic. of COURSE she knew it. G'wren, as the gentle, and almost silent creature that he was, didn't speak much common OR draconic. He often has Gwilla speak for him, as she knew how he thought, and would often guess what he might say to certain things. They were ready. Ready to follow Jak. Ready to fight.

Gwillanna smiles at Jak and answers in draconic (Draconic is the language of the dragons, sorasbaby) "yth ornla qe lotoc ekess letoclo wux. <We would be happy to help you.>" G'wren looks at Gwilla and back to Jak, bowing his head. (I found a draconic translator we can use! http://draconic.twilightrealm.com/ )

oh GAWD *cry*

Name: Sparx Weapon: Giant Shuriken - shaped like a snowflake (inspired by yuffie) Element: Snow Number: XVI Age:13 Appearance: Bio: Recent addition to the organization. She's been caught eating too much sugar (She has ice cream for breakfast ) and stealing Demyx's sitar for whatever reason. She's a bit hyper and seems to cling to Roxan for no reason (we're friends In Real Life, and we rp as Sparx an Roxan all the time) and hug her....only because she doesn't like being hugged, though. She fakes her emotions, and 'loves' Demyx, but as a nobody, she doesn't know what love really is. Not to mention, Demyx has no clue of her 'feeling.'

G'wren's ears perked and his head raised. He heard a roar. Calling for him. It was not his mother, but a male. An unfamiliar male. He picks Gwillanna up by the shirt and puts her on his back, flying off toward the roar. Gwillanna wakes up to see herself on G'wren's back. Flying gave her enough time to wake up completely, and soon they'd landed by the rest of them, hopping off of her dragon's back. G'wren was the first to step forward. 'What is it?' he grunted. ( those who know draconic can understand)

Woo-hoo!

It's Saturday! He said we'd begin on Saturday! yaaaay Saturdaaay!

(that would be great )

(How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop? The world may never know.) (by the way....attackuslandusbackus? really Evee? lol)

Name: Brizae th'Zarrath Age: 20 Race: Dark Elf (Drow, she prefers) Class: Theif Appearance: Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Bio: Brizae began training as a Shadowdancer when she was twelve years old. She would practice, and practice, and practice some more on innocent dark elf servants. her Valsharress made note of this, and when she came of age, she was made an assassin, A thief. Now, she fights in the war, always being discreet and subtle...Always keeping to the shadows. Example 1: SNEAK ATTAAAAAAAACK!!!!! Example 2: Brizae rolls her eyes "Who....Who by Lolth cares?" she says, frustrated