Evil Anthro Neopet RPG

[inyuchan]

((Okay. I know that there have been plenty of Neopet rps on this board, but they're all old and dead now. Also, I want an excuse to let Ruevian come out and play....*evil grin*))

In a cheery, sunny, oh-so-very suburban neighborhood in Neopia Central, an equally happy house stood. It was sturdy, all four walls clean and white, and the building seemed welcoming and friendly to passerby.

Of course, anyone with a powerful 6th sense would know the house fairly reeked with the stench of the supernatural. Perhaps this was because one inhabitant of the house, a crimson red aisha named Ruevian, was prone to less...friendly habits.

Ruevian had dark blue hair and piercing red eyes. Her face was perpetually twisted in a scowl, and her every movement was saturated with the arrogance of a queen. She wore black jeans and a long sleeved black shirt. Over that shirt was a gray, short-sleeved shirt with a symbol of a scowling skull on the chest. A spiked collar was secured around her neck.

She sat on the porch of the house, glaring at the bright, cheerful sky with it's equally bright, cheerful sun and felt nauseous. In her slender hands was a thick, tattered book entitled, World Domination in 3 Easy Steps.

[crazywriter]

{Do you have to be evil?}

[inyuchan]

((Absolutely not! Just prepare to face an aisha with way too much ego and no social skills whatsoever. *cough*))

[crazywriter]

{Okay, then... Pet... pet... which pet...

Name: Silver Storm of the Blackened Night (actually, that's the translation... I'll tell you her real name later...) she prefers to go by Storm. Only a few can get away with calling her Black (specifically, her brother) and her father calls her Silver.

Species: Zafara

Color: Christmas

Attitude: Take Ruevian and turn her halfway backwards. You get the general idea. She's good with attitude.

Special abilities: Darn good with a staff. Particularly if it has a blade on the end. Coming along with swords, daggers, and dirks, too. She can use magic (to a rather low extent, though she's getting better) and has this way of intimidating others with a stare.

Appearance: she has lightning-blue lightning bolts beside her eys, pointing to the back of her head, as well as a yellow stripe beginning between her eyes and ending just before her nose. That stripe's also shaped like a lightning bolt. Her halo, rather than hovering above her head, is pulled down low, so it's resting on her forehead, and she usually wears long, flowing robes of foresty colors, often tied with a wide belt at her waist with a giant bow in the back. The robes all have high collars, with a higher left side than right. She has green eyes.

(Ref pictures: home.goldtrail.com/~kpite/robe.gif home.goldtrail.com/~kpite/halo.gif
Second one's the most accurate, but it only shows her head.)

Okay, now to RP...}

I walked slowly down a road in Neopia Central, trying to track down the source of magic around here. I had first noticed it a few days ago, when I went to the back to school shop with my owner.

"Hello," I said to a red Aisha I saw sitting on a doorstep. "Do you know where all that magic is coming from?"

[inyuchan]

Ruevian slowly lowered her eyes from the sky to the sickingly angelic zafara in front of her. Sneering, she snapped the book shut.

"What's it to you?" she asked, her alto voice sarcastic and rude. Of course she knew the source of the magic was not only herself, but the house behind her, her brother, and even her owner.

[crazywriter]

I drew myself up, giving the aisha one of my stares.

"It's a lot to me, as I can use magic, and there is a heavy disturbance in this area," I told her, irritated. It didn't help that the halo got heavier on my forehead. Why did the thing have to tell me how good I was being at the time?

[inyuchan]

Ruevian snorted, rolling her eyes. "Well, aren't we self-righteous," she said, opening her book again. "There's a disturbance, all right, but I think it's in your thought process."

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The faint springing sound of a basket ball could be heard getting louder and louder in the distance, a the tall, quite muscular frame of a Kougra plodded into view, eyes raising and falling as he watched his ball.

"Two hundred and ninety seven.... Two hundred and ninety eight..." he counted along under his breath each time the orange globe made loud contact with the dusty road below his feet. "Two hundred and ninety... Two hundred and..." he let the ball drop as he lost track of his counting, feeling his brain slow down as it strained under the weight of all the imformation it was trying to process. Catching his ball with a frustrated grunt, he looked up, the golden sun streaming across his furry face.

His fur was a deep shade of crimson, glowing in the midday sun, rippling as the small breeze ruffled it, dancing across his body, sending the tails of his do-rag flailing out behind him. He was wearing all black and grey, a baggy basketball shirt adorning his upper body, the logo of the Neopia Central team spelled out in fancy lettring. A pair of baggy leather drop downs hug around his waist, glinting in the sunlight.

He sighed, running over the numbers in his head. His dyslexia was hard to cope with sometimes. Moving slowly, he went to sit on the porch, absent mindedly rapping under his breath, not particularyly caring about the two pets already assembeled, his brain tied up in hi singing and counting.

[crazywriter]

I glared at this Aisha. She was worse than my brother!

Time for desperate measures, I thought to myself as I took a stick one inch thick and six inches long from a hidden pocket in the folds of my robe.

"Obviously, you know what all this magic is, where it's from, and why it's here. Guessing from the way you're acting about it, I'd guess you're partly the cause of it. So, will you tell me everything about it, or will I brain you and use my own magic to ask your spirit while you're unconscious?"

[inyuchan]

Ruevian slowly stood up, smirking. "Lady, you have a better chance at kicking your own butt than you do mine." She tossed the book in the air, and it dissappeared in a puff of dark green smoke.

"Not very diplomatic at ALL to threaten complete strangers. Guess that angel getup is just for show," she laughed cruelly, arms crossed behind her head.

[hippiesoul]

"AH!" Zorron yelled, still removing dirt from his blond mane. The yellow Kyrii was standing in the middle of the Central Graveyard, right in front of an open grave. "You'll see now... I'm not dead anymore!"

True, that pet was not dead anymore. But he sure looked dead, only a special kind of dead-ness: the living dead. His skin was pretty much gone, and his smell was of pure rot. But I guess that would happen to any pet who'd been dead for several days.

Zorron tried his legs. They moved perfectly. His arms too. He could see, he could smell and he could feel touch, so he was okay. He was okay to go seek revenge.

Zorron walked, and walked, wondering all the way why people were fainting at his sight. But he shrugged and kept walking, looking for his target.

He was close to a house, now. There were two neopets talking in front of it. One was an Aisha, the other he couldn't quite make out. He approached.

Suddenly, a vampire Pineapple dropped from a nearby tree and hit Zorron on the head with a mallet. The hit was too strong for Zorron and in seconds he was dead again.

The vampire Pineapple smirked and the next second it was smashed under the hoof of a running Uni.

OOC: Yes, I know, this post was completely irrelevant to the story.

[crazywriter]

Flicking my wrist to one side, half of the collapsable staff came out of the handle area, and I moved a small wooden peg to the left to keep the staff part in place.

"I just want to know where the magic is coming from," I began calmly. "If you won't tell me while you're awake, I'll have to resort to using my magic to ask you while you're unconscious. Your choice, you know. I would much rather you tell me now, but if you won't, I am permitted by the Faerie Queen to do whatever neccessary to find out the main cause of any magical disturbance."

[inyuchan]

Ruevian burst into near hysterical laughter, the sharp points of her fangs revealing themselves. "Well, then, let me prostrate myself before you, oh might Agent of the Faerie Queen!" She lowered her arms, and with a quick twitch of her hands, sharpened claws retracted from her fingers.

"Your mistake is thinking I answer to the faeries!" she laughed. Around her, a shadowy aura began to pulse. "Just because you threaten me with your stick, demanding I tell you what you want to know, by no means assures me that you deserve any information."

[inyuchan]

((OOC: Also, that was one of the coolest things I've ever seen, hippiesoul. *points to the squashed pineapple*))

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Courogyay looked up stunned as he heard talk of the white Zafara using magic to probe this girls brain. his was completly... completly... completly sick! But his brain still pulsed with confusion and muddled thoughts, all rational though had flead his mind minutes before, street instincys taking over.

Turning his black eyes towards the girl, and then the Zafara, he made his desision. Deciding immediatly that the Aisha looked more like one of the people that would hang around his stomping grounds, with out a doubt. Feeling the need to protect her, he turned to wards the apparent mage, ramming him in the ribs and sending his basket ball soaring towards his head with a supprising amount of force. He turned towards the girl before he could sum up the damage.

"You a foo' summat?! Run! He aint gonna wait round for no pushin'!"

((I bit cruddy... Im brain dead... ))