Shadow Crystal Fantasy Roleplay (Open only if you want to be part of the fantasy realm) 8/8

"I do." He handed her one.

“Honestly though, who doesn’t?”

Name: Samine Samudrala
Age: 951, looks 16
Gender: Agender
Race (like elf, fairy, witch etc.): Djinn
Looks: Chin-length black hair, amber/gold eyes, and dark brown skin. Short as fuck, with barely discernible curves. Looks very androgynous.
Outfit: Thick dark kohl around eyes, light brown jacket, black leggings, black combat boots. Usually wears a hat, mostly caps, or large archeologist hats. Amulet (golden Eye of Horus on a threadbare black cord), plain black shirt, long white scarf that flies in the wind for dramatic effect.
Personality: Personality can violently shift depending on what animal they were last. Unpredictable, hard to read. Hates it when people call them Sam Sam. Will do anything that benefits them the most in the end. Makes a lot of comments that either seem like insults but are compliments or seem like compliments that are insults. Dry humor, and barely detectable sarcasm.
Magic (optional): Shapeshifting into animals, flying, granting only three wishes
Special Skills: Can bullshit better than most people, and can spot bullshit better than most people
Pets/Familiars: None
Other: Uses a khopesh as a weapon.

(Did you get permission?)

"But there is so much trash already in the oceans, I could not do that in good conscience." she hand the book back, "No, I'm trying to get rid of the myth books. here take this one."

"Totally." Tahlia said.

(Did you get permission?)

(whoops, sorry, the sign said it's still open… i can leave if the op decides it's closed)

(Naw, it's just polite to ask before ya post.)

May I join?

(You'd have to ask firesky)

Cara finally got one shelf done. "1 million, 234 thousand, 567 hundred and 99 shelfs go to!" She replied in a exhausted voice.

Chesster groaned. "Really? I thought we did at least five already."

"It's not that bad you guys." Tahlia muttered, pulling out several books from one of the shelves.

(When are we going to finsh the journal?)

(I have no Idea)

@FireSky may I join?

(They're not here rn)

(They're not here rn)

(Right.)

(Gtg)

(@Demipheonix1125 its fine
@BBC_Fangirl yes but quickly so you can make it before we find the book. both of you can show up late with me, cuz i havent started yet)

"Guys come on! The quicker we get this done the quicker we leave. Tahilia stop reading the books and start working on the farming books, Chess the spiders won't kill you." Rhea said exasperatedly "and where are Sam and her friend? she texted me saying they were gonna be here 10 minutes ago!"
Rhea walks around, looking for something.

Tahlia huffed and set the book down. "I don't know. Maybe they got attacked by dementors and death eaters and that's way they're late." She picked up a stack of farming books and started sorting them.

"Who died and made her king?" Aspen whispered to her self wile adding a book about roman architecture to a growing pile of books.

Rhea came back squeaking. as she turned the corner the others saw that she brought carts. "Ok now you guys have no reason not to work, these carts hold more books than any of your towers!" She thought back a few seconds, looked to Tahlia and laughed "Oh come on Lia I don't think dementors exist I know they don't! why are you being so bitter?"

"I'm not being too bitter, and cus I want to read books." She muttered. "It's fun comparing antique and modern things…"

"K Aspen, I just want to go home, this place is giving me the creeps." She replied looking at her.

"well…. if you say so!" Rhea said in a sing-song voice

"It's just an old room, it not the creepy." Aspen commented.

"I think I smell mold." Tahlia said, quick flipping through an outdated National Geographics.

"Anyways what are you guys planning to do for spring break?" She questioned