My First Character Chat (3/4 people)

Rules

• Same rules that andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) has in place for the site.
• Swearing is allowd.
• No more than two characters minimum; three to the max.
• Be respectful to one another.
• Make your character's name bold (*bold*)
• Please separate your characters by double spacing. (Hitting enter twice.)
• If I or any other participant wishes to put this on hold/pause, please say so.
• If your character(s) have a character profile, please share them.
• Have fun!

Jason: Sitting on a bench in a park. Despite it being Winter he is outside in shorts and a t-shirt. The wind blows past, biting others as they pass him by with curious looks.

Jason: Sees two people. Watches as the girl struggles to climb up the tree to the boy. Notices that someone or something is floating over their heads.
Interesting, he thinks to himself. Standing and stretching, audible popping sounds are heard as his back and elbows crack. The action causes a smile to spread across his lips.

Jason: Walks over to the tree, stopping a short distance away from it. Has his hands shoved into his pockets.

William: Appearing out of nowhere next to the fountain in the park. Rubs his arms, desperatley trying to warm them. "Fuck winter. Why can't it be warm, damnit?"

((Note: William is often rude, so I apologize in advance for his personality.

Celosia - Celosia: Wanders slowly forward, very clearly being careful. In front of her, is what appears to be a tiny white dragon
Cyril…where are we?

Cyril: (unable to talk, communicates with chirrups, etc.) Gives a loud chirrup, flitting over to the female, seemingly trailing a path in front of her

Celosia: O-oh…thank you Cyril

Jason: "So, I couldn't help but overhear that you have an artificial leg. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I promise." His dark chestnut brown eyes quickly sweep over Aria. "Not to sound rude or anything, but how'd you lose it?"

William: Sits down on the bench that Jason previously occupied, huddling down for warmth. "Yeesh, at this point Hell is looking pretty damn good compared to this," he says to himself.

Jason: Purses his lips before letting them relax. "Was it a war or something?"

William: Fuck George for sending me out here to locate Peter Trainer and kill the little fucker, he thought to himself, quietly scanning the park for his target.

Jason: Sences their uneasyness. "Eh, it's fine if you don't want to answer. I know that something like that can be very traumatizing," he says, looking off to the side as if to hide. "So, what brings the two of you to Midtown?"

William: Sees a woman with what looks like a tail slightly trailing out behind her from under her clothing. Notices that she is being followed by what appears to be a small bird. "What the fuck?"

Jason: Smiles at the two. "I assume that it's Midtown High that you'll be going to." A hurt, sadened look comes into his eyes and face. He sits down in the snow. Small streams of steam come up from around him, and he lets out a sigh, both of comfort and displeasure.

William: Continues to track Celosia and Cyril, not leaving his spot on the bench.

((I updated the rules, btw.))

Jason: Looking up at the pair. "That's awsome! So, tell me more about yourselves. What ya studying?" The snow around him has melted and exposed wet ground.

William: Still watching Celosia and Cyril. Watches them as they walk past Aria, Blair, and Jason. "Huh." That's strange. Noticed the steam coming up from around Jason.

Jason: "Nice," he says as he leans his head into his hand. "I'm just in high school, which is closed right now due to an… accident."

William: Takes interest in the trio now.

Jason: "So, what's up with that… thing hovering above you two…. Oh, I forgot! My name's Jason." He moves to shake their hands, but pulls back before they can. Better not shake their hands. I don't want to hurt them.

((View his profile for a bit of info on him. :-D))

Celosia: Hears the voices around her, looking around
Cyril, is there a place to rest?

Cyril: Chirrups, continuing to hover in front of his mistress. Turns his small head, looking towards a bench. Senses the being on it, but knows Celosia needs an area to rest. Chirps again, flitting towards the bench, never straying too far from the female

Celosia: A small smile appears on her face as she followed Cyril towards the bench. She settles down, tail curling around her side. Neatly folds her hands in her lap
Thank you Cyril

Cyril: Gives a chirp again, sitting down on his haunches, making sure he is between the stranger on the bench and his friend

William: Staring at Cyril, his head tilt to the side, he says, "It's been a long time since I've last seen a dragon. Just about thought that they were extinct, actually."

Cyril: Stands, arching his back like a cat, releasing a hiss, spines along his back raising upwards

Celosia: A slight frown appears on her face, hearing Cyril's agitated hiss. Reaches a hand towards the firelizard, petting him
Cyril, please, I'd rather avoid a fight
Turns her head towards the male. A forked tongue slips past her lips, testing the air
Well, little Cyril here is a firelizard, a miniature dragon. I suppose dragons aren't very common in this world then? As we are wide-spread where I come from

William: "Thanks to hunters, they're either extinct here, or, at the very least, endangered." Eyes the miniturized dragon. I could easily squish that thing if I really wanted to, he thought. "Speaking of hunters, you should do better to hide that tail of yours, or one just might come along and kill you." William smirks, and lets out a small chuckle upon realizing that what he said sounded like a threat. "I'm not threatening you or anything. Just thought I'd give you some advice," He examines the firelizard again, this time quickly flashing obsidion black eyes.

((William is a Supernatural oc of mine! The fanfic that I'm working on doesn't feature Sam and Dean, but does, however, have refrences to the show via songs, events, locations, and some characters.))

Celosia: Tip of her tail twitches. A slight frown appears on her face
Hunters? Humans seem to always fear what they don't understand…
Uses a delicate hand to tuck a bit of hair behind her ear

Cyril: Despite his small size, releases a growl that doesn't fit him at all. Continues to glare at William. Seeing the flash of eyes, curls his lips back, showing rows of sharp fangs. Doesn't seem to calm down at all despite Celosia's hand petting his back

Celosia: Continues to try and calm Cyril

((OOC: Honestly, never seen Supernatural, only heard of it lel))

William: Amused, one of his eyebrows arches upward. "Heh. It's more of a survival thing here," he says, scraping a fingernail across his skin to scratch himself just beside the ear. "However I don't really give a damn about the pathetic lowly pieces of pond scum. I know that I can take them out without even breaking a sweat." A gust of bitter, bone chilling wind blows by, causing the demon to shiver and vigorously rub his arms for warmth. "Fuck, I hate being cold!"

((Then chances are that you've most likely heard that it's a great show, and have probably been pressured to watch it already. Don't worry, I'm not gonna try to convert you. Lol))

Celosia: Not all humans are bad
Though from the world I come from, the Dragon King thinks otherwise
Sighs softly
Though I suppose one cannot blame him for how he feels after what the humans did, but it had been so long ago. I was barely out of the egg when it happened if I remember

Cyril: Continues to growl, crawling into Celosia's lap, eyes glaring at William, pupils thin slits

Celosia: Seems unbothered by the cold air. Instead looks straight ahead of her
Hm, the cold air doesn't really both me…though I suppose if you are a different species or creature, it can have a different effect.

((OOC: All good lol))

William: "I'm a demon, so I'm naturally more inclined towards warmer climates. I wouldn't even be out here, freezing my balls off, if it weren't for the job that I'm supposed to be doing," he states. "Fucking Goerge!" He mutters as an after thought.

Celosia: Hm, so that's why your scent is familiar to me
I have only met a few demons
Frowns
So that's why Cyril dislikes you so much…

Cyril: Lifts his head, giving a chirrup at Celosia

Celosia: Continues to pet Cyril
This cold weather is perfect for the ice demons who are allied with the Northern Fur dragons