• House of freaks •
Public / Group
Public / Group
Hey you! Are you a supernatural being or anything magical or sentient being or just a poor human? Where you thrown out of your own house just because you ate your parents? Then this place is like and ‘orphanage’ for you! Hang out! Rp! Mostly Rp though but your welcomed!
Hello!….things….introduce yourself!
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Hello!….things….introduce yourself!
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Hey! This is the head of the house here! I want to introduce myself, I’m smiles, a little puppet master. I bought this house to hold creatures like yourself. Now introduce yourself!
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“I’m Jade.” A green mobian liger said, looking around. “And my wereform is a hawkbear, so you better not mess with me.” Jade said, smirking.
“I’m RavenCool.” A human sized mobian grey wolf said. “And my wereform is a frost dragon.”
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“That’s…nice well at least you two aren’t trying to kill me. Welcome” the puppet smiled
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“Names Max,” a black haired, blue eyed, elf said. “Magic is my specialty.”
“And I’m Guy!” A brown haired guy, with pale skin answered. “To which, I can at least crack a joke. AND make it funny.”
Max rolled his eyes, “It was one time, all I did was start a fire, whichmight’ve burned down the house.” He said, turning around to face Guy.
As they started to bicker, their voices became quieter. -
The puppet steps in front of them “Heyheyheyheyhey guys guys guys guys get a room nobody wants to hear the bickering”
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“I’m Darlinne” Said the blue haired girl.
“I can control elements” Darlinne smiled -
A small blonde and shy girl looks up, and says quietly “Im Elena, and i am a shape-shifter.” She smiled timidly.
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The short, silver-skinned faerie appeared from her leaning position in the corner. “Well, since everyone else is forced to do this, I might as well too. I’m Violet, I’m obviously an elemental faerie, but, just as a fun fact, I can also control tempurature.” She nodded her head towards the head of the house and then retured to her corner.
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“Uh, hello. People call me I. I have no idea why i’m here. I consider myself to be pretty normal actually.” Said the living silhouette, his facial expression not visible. Because he’s a silhouette.
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* I enter the rather empty and scary looking house, looking around at the décor. I nervously walk inside, finding the puppet master* U-Um, hey. I-I’m Goji Ishiro. I-I am a Gojira with a human body, mind the spikes along my back and my tail. C-Can I reside here?
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The dark skinned girl makes a weak wave
“Rosette,” She puts a hand up, irritation instantly read on her face, “I know, dumb name.”
She sighs and looks down at her shoes, “I’m a witch…and I can see ghosts…mostly annoying ones…” She reties her bundle of braids that make up her hair, letting them free when they are all behind her shoulders and looks around, no real excitement or fear in her eyes as she is far too busy dwelling in the slight pain of her parents up and leaving her. It wasn’t as though she’d meant to set the couch a blaze. Fire was her bread and butter, she felt at home when she used it.
“I can do a lot but…I prefer fire.”
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“Sup i’m Alter Netherwood.” A dark skinned teen said. “and if your wondering im a Wraith….now most would asks isnt that just a ghost well i say forget you and curse your life…then drop what ever i find on you if you live then it wasn’t heavy enough.” he said laughing like an idiot.
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Adrian landed outside the house and stared up at the creepy building with his crimson eyes. The dragon elf angel hybrid sighed as he slowly walked up the steps, his black feathered wings from his angel side tucked themselves close to his back. From his elf side he has the pointed ears, waist length white hair, and dark grey skin. From his dragon side he has two black horns curving up from the top of his head, black claw like fingers, inverted dragon like feet, and long scaled tail. In his left ear is three gold hoop earings and around his waist is an ankle length crimson loincloth with black trim. “Might someone point me to the owner of this house, I would like to speak to them about arranging a room for me to stay in?” He asked the nearest person, his soft tenor sounding as smooth as silk.
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The young girl looks up to this…interesting bunch, with a gulp she decided it her turn to speak. Her hair is long and deep blue, and her skin a flawless olive tone. She was most likely 15 or perhaps 16 years old, with bright green eyes. Her outfit a torn and dirty school uniform, with a plaid red skirt to her knees, and a white button down top and black tie. The tie matched the bows that held her hair in pigtails. She could’ve been a stereotypical anime character, or worse, a Hatsune Miku rip off, but with her oddly timid nature she seemed to be breaking the stereotypes in a way…She looks around, probably looking for the opportunity not to talk, before going back to staring at her bare feet. “I’m Neoma, and…I’m an Empath.” she smiles slightly, but something about it seems forced….”I-I read and manipulate emotions…and see auras…and can…can b-balance people. But not Energy Vampires, Apaths, o-or humans suffering from Autism or psychopathy…” she trails off with a shudder.