1x1 RP discussion

Hmmm not really :/

Well I'm more than happy to do either but I don't have many supernatural so I guess that

Ooooh witch and witch hunter is cool!!

I'll be the witch hunter, and make it a guy!

Sure!! Give me a fee

Wait before we start, this is not modern? Or is it like a mix thing?

Yes, I like that!!! Okay, I'll make him now!!!

Name: Ryder Way
Age: 21
Gender: male (duh!)
Appearance: He has a medium build, standing about 5'8" and is reasonably strong. He's very agile and lithe.
Personality: Ryder is kinda out there; he's always been a little bit different. He's loyal to the death and determined beyond anything else. He won't give up on anything, and is very fierce. Quite often he is motivated by emotions rather than his brain and makes decisions as such. He takes a lot of risks and once he's committed, he's out of control.
History: Ryder's family couldn't quite handle him, and neither could anybody else. He's quite the introvert, though he wasn't always. Basically he had his heart utterly shattered and tried to kill himself over it. Now people mistrust him but he doesn't care.

I'll get you a pic soon

Okay!!!

fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/055/a... pic

Can you)

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((Haha the fact that you recognized him makes me think we'll get along quite nicely.))

This late night Ryder was supposedly "off duty" but that didn't mean a whole lot to him. He lived to work, and yet, it wasn't really a job to him. His eyes traveled the dark street the he walked down, though his head was slightly fuzzy from perhaps one too many drinks. At his hip he held a small package of matches and a set if blades. They were small weapons, but he knew his best weapon was that of his mind. He was on the look out as he made his way through the maze of streets towards his small apartment. Things were not nearly as calm as they once had been and that made him excited. Maybe he would catch something tonight. He was in between victims, which meant he was ready to take down anything that came his way.

((Awesome!!!!))

Ryder stopped short, freezing when he heard somebody else in the alleyway. Normally not many people were out here at night, and most of the time the people who were there were not actually people. He bared his teeth, looking around and sniffed the air, going into a hunting mode. He took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the place he had heard foot steps, seeing a feminine figure in the shadows.

"Hello miss. Are you doing alright tonight?" Ryder asked, trying to sound friendly, but knowing he probably failed and sounded more along the lines of creepy and authoritative. He sighed, but took a few steps closer until they were only a few feet apart. This time he tried for a smile.

"Tired." Ryder admitted. He looked thoughtful for a moment, then added, "A little nervous too to be honest; I've heard that there is a lot of paranormals in this area." His eyes followed her every move, paranoia showing.

Ryder was a little surprised when she straightened, taking a full, slightly meaning pose as she was about his height if not taller. He shrugged. "Just means I better be careful, as I would advise you to."

"No thank you hon. I think I'd really rather not." Ryder knew they were both standing on the edge of a cliff and whoever gave first would tip. He sighed and took half a step back.

((Haha I wrote that after I woke up from a nap... Is it that confusing? :P))

"I wouldn't cry to you anyways." Ryder growled and turned his back on her, probably making an awful mistake but not caring in the slightest. This chick was getting a little under his skin and was not worth his time.

((Haha okay sure!!!))

Ryder's body reacted faster than his mind automatically pushing her body against the wall, his arm across her chest pinning her to the wall. He wasn't sure if it was a hunter's instincts or something else, but he hadn't dawn his knife yet. Instead he looked directly into her eyes, sizing her up

Ryder stammered for a moment until he regained his words, "Y-you." He narrowed his eyes and frowned. "Stop it!" His arms quivered a little, sighing.

Ryder rolled his eyes. "You're not a regular woman." He bares his teeth, clenching his jaw. His fists were balled up as his mind raced for a solution.

"Well maybe not." Ryder said, feeling himself being swayed but shaking his head violently to try to clear it. He bit his lip hard

Ryder relaxed his arms a little releasing his hold so she wasn't completely pinned to the wall. The didn't respond to her really, except to stare her down.

Ryder kissed her back for a minute, then released her completely, taking a large step back. His face was pale and his fists clenched. He'd never met a being strong enough to get him like this.

Ryder quirked an eyebrow at her. "Yeah okay, whatever you say. Now please give me one good reason why I shouldn't just stab you." He flipped out his blade. Finally.

Ryder cussed and couldn't help but laugh. "Well shit, I just ruined that one." He kicked the wall.

((He was planning on killing her, but he's a little nuts so is just saying that he ruined his own plan))

"Probably not." Ryder admitted. "Unless you wanna let me kill you?"

Ryder thought for a second, then shrugged. "Okay sure." Maybe he could kill her while she was drunk.

Ryder let her, still cautious, but his head already a little fuzzy from his earlier drinks.

"So who's this friend of yours?" Ryder asked, rocking on his toes in the elevator

"As a guest I won't..." Ryder said, biting his lip as he knew he should.

"Something like that." Ryder agreed.

"The government of course." A little of his work was for himself as well, but he didnt plan on mentioning that.

"There is. But not too many; we're getting more and more uncommon." He realised he shouldn't be telling her this, but couldn't seem to stop himsel.

"Nope." Ryder said. The girls were actually pretty good when hunting guys too.

Ryder watched the worry cross her face and flashed a smile. "Come on, I think we're here."

Ryder stepped in after September, looking slightly out of place, yet also kind of comfortable.