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Looking for work, the character finds job in the area’s only graveyard. During morning, noon, and night shifts, strange things happen with the graves, including corpses coming back to life and spiritual interruption. Will your character barely survive a zombie apocalypse or make friends with the undead?
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Not all academies are fun and games... OtherWorlde is a strange school hidden by fog and ice that welcomes in creatures wishing to learn dark and ritualistic magic. Danger lurks around every corner, and even the castle itself might threaten your life... roleplay with us and take classes to earn your degree in dark magic!
After dying from in a tragedy, let your soul be guided by Gods of Death. They will teach you the ways of being a Keeper, a mini reaper of sorts. Collect soul stones and increase your strength. Go on missions to purify lost lives. Simply explore the Mirror Realm in which you live in. Endless drama, adventure, and tragedy awaits here.
Chinese zodiacs come to be a part of gangs in the slums of china, modern twist on an oriental idea for roleplaying purposes
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PTS 102 Assignment (2)Pet: *Working with a stranger was not unfamiliar to Pet, however, he had not encountered a stranger yet in a long time. As of recent, he had been strengthening relationships with old friends rather than making new ones. But today was different. The usual tar creature appeared in his human form, with tan skin, all black clothing, golden ties, and thick rimmed glasses. Pet pushed the glasses up on this face a little more before knocking on the door of Stein, his assigned partner for Postions. His fist shook, a side affect of being nervous Pet was not used to, as he knocked on the door.*
Otherworlde PTS 304: The Mind of a DevilCressida’s List
Round 5-2: OW Assignment III: SHD 403 - 'No Fear'Round 5-2: SHD 403 – ‘No Fear’
OW Tournament - Round 2A shrill noise penetrated Ida’s brain and she grunted before pushing herself up from her soft bed. Moaning slightly, she cracks open her eyes and pauses as she feels each and every purple bruise on her body. Lifting an arm painfully, she inspects the blue-ish markings and sighs, dreading a trip to the potionmancy classroom. Sitting up, Ida frowns as the noise comes again, this time, she makes out the voice of the potionmany professor, Helmy. His loud voice was starting to cause Ida’s brain to pulse and she clapped her hands over her ears in annoyance before dropping them again with a sigh of defeat. Hurriedly gathering her things, she pushes out of her dorm and into the schoolyard.
Otherworlde April Assignment 1 - LIN 101Rose shuddered involuntarily as she approached the unused classroom door. She wasn't looking forward to this group assignment. She never did enjoy working with others, or being around them in general if she could avoid it. At first it was fear that held her back. New people terrified her, and they still left her anxious. But often it was the noise she couldn't stand. When her mind was so busy she liked the outside to be peaceful. It helped her not to get confused.:thumb346959988:
OW - Drabble prize - Pet isn't antisocial It wasn’t quite yet evening when Pet ambled out of his dormitory room and towards the edge of campus. Despite the summer season Otherworlde currently found itself in, it was gray and gloomy outside from clouds lingering in the sky. Pet certainly didn’t mind the lack of light. That made it much easier to pass along the pathways between buildings unnoticed, though he did have to duck behind the curve of a wall once or twice to avoid other students passing by. He wasn’t necessarily antisocial, per se, but he didn’t like it when people would gape at him or stare at him like he was some sort of disgusting thing. He was a person, as much as the other residents of the school were, and it was unpleasant when others treated him like he wasn’t.
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