·scythes· MAIN RP

[blue_wazhere]

SCYTHES MAIN RP
[ ROLEPLAY HERE! ]

WELCOME TO MIDMERICA

Midmerica - The middle of America after the 'mortal age' passed. Everything will happen here!



Locations to roleplay

- Civilian Area: store, your house, etc,.
- Conclave Dome: where they hold conclaves(scythe meetings). conclaves will be held every month(or other month). civilians are not allowed to come.
- High Blade House: My character's home. Semi-open policy. VM if you wish to enter but only for a good IC reason. If my character needs to see yours, a VM will be sent.
- Land of the Enduring Heart: Normally called Endura. Your character is allowed to vacation here: no gleaning/killing allowed on this land!


WHEN ROLEPLAYING:

Say where you're at! Indicate whether your character is at the Civilian Area, Conclave Dome, etc,.
Mention who you are roleplaying with!
Ask if [scythes] can glean them. I would prefer NPCs.


Sign Up Link



{°·. @ChromeSilver_Hwaa @Shrew @snowflake. .·°}



IC INFO:

· It is currently the Year of the Axolotl
· The next conclave will be on October 22nd.

[snowflake.]

Sparrow sat cross-legged under her favorite tree in a grassy clearing in the Civilian Area and played the flute, her wings slightly fluttering to the melody. I wonder what the day will bring? she thought, for the sun was rising just then, cresting the top of the trees and bathing the world in a brilliant light.

(NOTE! I have not read any of the books!! So I am very inexperienced!! But I am still doing this!!)

[blue_wazhere]

{·} HIGH BLADE CURIE {·}

High Blade Curie wandered on the streets of the Civilian Area, looking at the sky. She ignored the glances at her and how some people ran away in fear of getting gleaned. It was normal for a scythe.

The Thunderhead cameras swiveled on its posts to eye her. The Thunderhead was always watching. It might've seemed eerily creepy, for, say, a civilian in Endura. But it was normal here. And everyone knew it. The High Blade sighed. She thought of how the scythedom could not interact in any way with the Thunderhead. How would that help them anyway? Maybe it would've helped find vigilantes?

Curie rolled her eyes. Normal. The High Blade strutted through the streets in her beautifully stunning white robe, that touched the dirt. However, there was no stain on her robe. She took a deep breath, inhaling the air. A gleaning would be in order today. But later, however. Ten o'clock was too early, even for the High Blade herself.

[ OPEN! ]

[Solaris.]

< Civilian Area >
|` Sunrise Cafe `|

|*+ Wilbur J. Sarago +*|

|*+ He/Him - Human - Short W/ Fluffy white hair and blue eyes - British Accent +*|

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Wilbur sighed, as a customer yapped about their order going wrong. "Ma'am, Its exactly what you asked. And I am the manager." The woman eventually left angrily. he felt a bit bad, but knew he probably shouldn't. it was break time now, 10 minutes. he went to the back, and munched on a chocolate doughnut.

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