World of Magic Role-play

Eleanor:
Grins, looking at him. "Can I help yeh?"

Johanna:
"Mew-"

Sweeney:
Traces her jaw.

 

Liam:
"Kitteh~"
Wish:
Snorts. "I don't know, can you?"
Brielle:
Meows.

 

Sweeney:
Smirks.

Johanna:
Giggles.

Eleanor:
Raises an eyebrow, swimming back over to him. "Wha's tha' supposed to mean?"

 

Wish:
"Saying can is an ability question. It's like asking someone if they can walk." shrugs.
Liam:
"Meow meow~"
Brielle:
Purrs. =w=

 

Eleanor:
Rolls her eyes. "Fine." Makes her voice sound all sweet. "May I help you?" Crosses her arms.

Sweeney:
Kisses her softly.

Johanna:
"DOUBLE KITTY-"

 

Wish:
"Yes, you may.." Grins. (WELL, THERE GOES INNOCENT WISH-)
Liam:
"Hell yeah~"
Brielle:
Nuzzles him gently, purring.

 

Eleanor:
Raises an eyebrow. "And wha' may I help yeh with?" (ELEANOR'S JUST LIKE, WHUT-)

Johanna:
Giggles.

Sweeney:
Grins.

 

Wish:
Grins, tugging her over to him. "C'mere, love~"
Liam:
XD
Brielle:
Squeaks.

 

Eleanor:
Blushes slightly. "I-I-" Squirms.

Johanna:
XD

Sweeney:
Grins.

 

Brielle:
;D
Liam:
XD Bursts out laughing.
Wish:
"You what..?" Smirks, tracing her jaw.

 

Eleanor:
Swallows. "M-Mm I... I-"

Johanna:
Laughs.

Sweeney:
;3

 

Brielle:
Flails. "I need to get ready-WHERE'S LIAM-"
Liam:
D: "I'm late-"
Wish:
"You what?" smirks, resting his forehead against hers.

 

Eleanor:
"I... I don't know." Bites her lip.

Johanna:
"For what?"

Sweeney:
"READY FOR WHAT-"

 

Liam:
D: "Murder-" Stands, brushing himself off.
Brielle:
Flails, dragging him along. "MURDER-"
Wish:
Snorts, playing with her hair. "Oh well.."

 

Eleanor:
Sighs softly, purring. "W-Why am I letting you do this...?"

Johanna:
"EH-"

Sweeney:
"OH- what?"

 

Wish:
"I dunno." Grins.
Liam:
D: "Come on-" Hops.
Brielle:
e.e "It's a miester thing, come on-"

 

Name:John Smith 
Raceemon 
Looks:A blood thirsty demon 
Personality:Awesome 
Skills:Can fly and have martial arts skills, I can turn any ordinary object into a weapon 
Weapons:claws 

 

( accepted)

 

Sweeney:
"Okay-"

Johanna:
Shuffles after him.

Eleanor:
Biting her lip. "Y-You're not p-playing me, are you?"

 

Liam:
^.^ Hops.
Brielle:
D: "I don't like being so damn formal~" Hops over a fallen tree.
Wish:
"Sweetheart, my goal is to be a people pleaser, not a misery maker.."