Welcome to the supernatural creature's haven, Kinau. Kinau is a fictitious town on the O'ahu island of Hawaii. Why supernaturals have congregated in the island city is still unknown, but the inhabitants, human and supernatural alike, are learning to adjust to their new reality.
This site aims for a supernatural spin on a slice-of-life city, complete with an academy and college to ensure everyone has a place here.
Events
the valentines dance is open to all. staff will post a starting thread and you can post an entry or make a thread of your own. the dance will take place near the beach. its all outdoors with the dance floor being in large pavilion.
for those that show up without a date. fret not. we have a little sign up sheet for blind dates.
if you don't want your character to participate in the blind date, don't worry they can still be part of the dance.
apart from the dance there will be food/drinks and of course access to the beach.
Updates
01/29 we have a new skin! a new species and are now accepting gradeschoolers incase anyone feels like making younger characters!
Meet Kenna St. Claire, a sixteen year old water faery from England. She is a gentle soul and a sweetheart but she is also a cry-baby. She is rather new to the area and doesn't have any friends but she has hopes to change that!
Post by Kenna St. Claire on Feb 1, 2017 14:40:42 GMT -5
It was unusual though not unheard of for the adorable blonde faery to find herself in the woods this late at night, it was the only time that she knew she would not be disturbed in her ritualistic dancing. It was in a way an offering to the mood and all of her beauty. The pale sky lantern illuminated the forest floor, casting shadows of different shapes and proportions as she made her way towards the clearing she had discovered earlier in the daylight. This place was much more frightening during the night hours, the hooting of an owl caused the young woman’s head to shoot up and dart around slightly afraid by the noise before she calmed herself down once more and entered the peaceful glade of moss and flowers.
She slipped her feet from her shoes and reveled in the feeling of the soft wet moss under her feet. Her bright blue eyes peered up through the tree’s before she raised her hands and offered a silent thank you to nature for the lovely weather that allowed her to dance under the moonlight.
She needed no music as her body began to move and sway to the sounds of nature. It didn’t take long before the lovely blonde girl was lost in her ancient dance, a dance that had once been known as the dance of the druids. This tiny faery moved gracefully for a time before her foot became hooked on an upraised root and she found herself tumbling to the ground with a squeak. “Owie..” Kenna muttered to herself as she rubbed at her ankle that was a little scraped up now though she wasn’t actually injured by the accident. Dusting herself off Kenna got back to her feet only to turn quickly at the sound of a branch breaking behind her and ended up back on her butt on the moss covered ground.
She slowly moved to her knees and peered into the darkness of the brush that the noise had come from only to let out a startled squeal when a bunny lept into the clearing from the bush. Her heart was beating at what felt like a hundred miles a minute, and all because of a bunny had jumped out and startled her. “I’m such a scaredy cat..” Kenna grumbled to herself as she watched the bunny hop away.
and i said dance, dance under the light of the moon and live once again
Chikato is an ex gang member. He has a very foul mouth and a short temper on top of that. He is very violent and hates listening to others which expkains why he failed his senior year
Post by Chikato Arary on Feb 1, 2017 19:21:04 GMT -5
I created the Sound of Madness
I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality, If there's an afterlife, Then it'll set you free. But I'm not gonna part the seas You're a self-fulfilling prophecy. You think that crying to me, Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe, You've been infected by a social disease. Well, then take your medicine. I created the sound of madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here, To explain, That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun. When you gonna wake up. When you gonna wake up and fight?
Chikato needed to get away. Even if Mikoni was technically dorming with him now that didn't mean he didn't need time to get the hell away and just have me time. For as much as he adored the phoenix, there was just so much he could take. He knew that he was the one that agreed to study more and actually try in classes but when it came to math he was done, he refused. After the what third time Mikoni tried to teach him these stupid numbers.. letters.. and what the hell was that symbols? What the hell did symbols and letters have to do with math?
After storming out, so he would hit Mikoni instead he needed time to calm down because he knew how math upset him and it made him want to punch something. That something wasn't going to be that pretty face of Mikoni's. No because then he'd feel bad if he blacked and eye or busted a lip or heaven forbid. Chikato knew how short his temper was, surely Mikoni did by now, if not he would have when he seen Chikato actually flipping his table over in frustration. So he'd leave his little lover along for a while and head to the park. The park always seemed to calm the faery down at night after all.
Once he was outside the school gates and sure no one had seen him he quickly shifted to his faery form and took off. Being an air faery he was faster then the other faery's and even the winged beast around him and he knew it, it was one reason others had a problem of even keeping up with him. After finally making it to the park Chikato could have sworn he heard someone nearby. So he just slowly made his way over to where he heard someone. Looking behind a tree he watched her dance. was she really out here all by herself just dancing? Girls really were weird creatures after all.
Seeing her tripping and hurting her ankle it took everything in him not to burst out into a laughing fit. That was just to funny now wasn't it? Just when he thought it couldn't get any better to! Hearing her crying out, looking all panicked over a bunny, that was when he lost it and started laughing. He really couldn't help himself that was just to funny. "Fucking hell, are all girls as ditzy and scared as you? No wondered girls are so damn annoying." He cried out in a teasing tone only to step out from behind the tree.
Now unlike any other time you might see him, Chikato looked a bit different today. he had his bangs pulled back out of his face, pinned up on the top of his head in what could only be Mikoni's hair pins. He wore a short sleeve white button up shirt with the two un down and a pair of black pants. a pair of black boots with pink lining around it. A mocking smirk spread across his face. His hands on his hips as he stood there looking at her. Waiting to see how she reacted before he decided what he wanted to do next, or rather say. After all females was a fragile thing wasn't they? well in that case he was going to enjoy annoying her that was for sure.
Meet Kenna St. Claire, a sixteen year old water faery from England. She is a gentle soul and a sweetheart but she is also a cry-baby. She is rather new to the area and doesn't have any friends but she has hopes to change that!
Post by Kenna St. Claire on Feb 2, 2017 1:41:43 GMT -5
It always seemed like she was alone, ever since she was young she had only really had the company of the people in her books they where her only real friends so far and the imaginary ones that she sometimes made up to deal with the loneliness. Though who could really blame the sweet English blonde faery when she had been kept away from the rest of the world and had been neglected in the area of socialization. Something that her mother hadn't thought was very important, and by the time her dear father had realized what was being done it was far too late. Though surely this was his way of trying to remedy such a thing. But gosh darn it did he really have to send her so far away from home? Certainly the scenery was beautiful and much warmer than her homeland.
Kenna wore a bright white zip up sweater, the bright blue tank top barely seen beneath as she had it zipped up quite a bit as she usually did to cover her extraordinarily large breasts. Though even when she covered them completely they always seemed to attract the most unwanted attention it was just so embarrassing to the sweet girl. To cover her lower half she wore a plain pair of black sweat pants that clung to her slim waist though where bulky on her slender legs. A pair of white flip flops lay discarded to the side ever since she had started her dance.
The wooded area of the park was almost always empty during this time of the night, thus why she felt comfortable to make her offering to the moon. As a water faery she felt a deep connection with the moon, most likely due to the fact that it controlled the tides but Kenna felt like it was a much deeper meaning than just that. She always felt the need to offer a dance to the moonlight before retiring for bed. She would be more likely to dance at her school if she didn't think that someone would come across her and make fun of her for it because they don't understand what it means to her. But of course something like that would happen to Kenna tonight. After her small fright with the bunny Kenna jumped once more when she was started by the sound of laughter and then a teasing voice following shortly after.
As the blonde haired man made himself known by stepping around the tree and into the glade that Kenna had been using as her dance floor. The mans words stung and tears almost instantly started to fill the large bright blue eyes. She sniffled again and slowly pulled herself to her feet, pouting out her lower lip and said. "Am I really that annoying?" She sniffled again only slightly able to keep the whine from her voice, she was already hanging on to the water works and keeping them at bay though for how long there was no telling.
and i said dance, dance under the light of the moon and live once again
Chikato is an ex gang member. He has a very foul mouth and a short temper on top of that. He is very violent and hates listening to others which expkains why he failed his senior year
Post by Chikato Arary on Feb 4, 2017 15:21:07 GMT -5
I created the Sound of Madness
I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality, If there's an afterlife, Then it'll set you free. But I'm not gonna part the seas You're a self-fulfilling prophecy. You think that crying to me, Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe, You've been infected by a social disease. Well, then take your medicine. I created the sound of madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here, To explain, That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun. When you gonna wake up. When you gonna wake up and fight?
One look and he knew she was about to cry. Sighing to himself he raised a hand up to his face and shook his head. Was this really how the night was going to go? he really didn't like to deal with these things. Stalker girls was one thing. Annoying mouth was another. But teary-eyed crybabies? Well he wasn't even sure how to address that. He couldn't just out right kick her because she was crying. That would just make things worse and he was sure that she would just start screaming and crying twice as hard. Although he really wasn't in the mood for crying. He barely dealt with it when mikoni cried let alone some strange girls. Clicking his tongue looking at her, Chikato just pinched his nose softly. Really this was why he couldn't deal with girls. Especially sensitive ones that didn't know how to just... well not.
"If you fucking start crying over a mother fucking comment. Then yeah. Yeah your a fucking little cry baby bitch that doesn't know how to deal with any mother fucking thing." Oh did i forget to mention he had a very, very foul mouth and when he was annoyed it would just get worse and worse till about every other word was a curse? Well now you know and now you know that the blonde hair boy, himself, wasn't a nice person. Hell he even started walking closer to her. Every step you could tell how annoyed the blonde faery was. "Girls are so fucking annoying. Why do you cry like a baby? Really, your scared of a damn bunny now the second someone comments on something you break into tears? What are you fucking five? Grow up. Your chest are more mature then you."
No he wasn't being a pervert. well not intentionally? Because frankly he didn't care for looks, he didn't care for genders. He just wasn't interested in stuff like that, right now. So why comment on her chest? Thats simple they was huge and well developed while her personality? Not so much. Clicking his tongue once more he stood in front of her. His hands placed firmly on his hips as he looked at her. "Why the hell you out here in the first place? What was with that weird movement?" Dancing, it was called dancing. Poor little blonde faery though. He couldn't dance if his life depended on it.. well maybe he could but not well at all. So he decided he'd wait for her to answer before he commented again. After all he did have some manners.
Besides anyone would need a moment to react or think about what he just said. Maybe react? He wasn't..well not used to being hit. he was so used to fighting that if she had tried to hit him he would react without even thinking. So he didn't mind being up in her face, a mere four inches away from her. Wait why so close? Well he was just that 'in your face' type of person so it wasn't nothing un common for the blonde to be standing so close when he was threatening to calling you out on something. In fact it was quiet normal and to be expected if you knew him.
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