Training RP discussion

Violet slipped into the room with a smile. She needed metal for a new invention. She had her hair in a pony-tail, a ribbon holding it up. She smiled, grabbing a sword that had a snake design on it

((Who said this place was yours, also why are you posting in multiple places is my question))

"It wouldn't hurt to just borrow a sword" In a flash of light, Violet had the sword in her hands. She spread her massive wings, all her feathers in the correct place

Violet revealed her tiny knife. Her favorite weapon. Her fire knife. She smiled, "I don't like fighting that much" she shrugged, "But I'll make people cry to their mothers"

Violet smiles cutely at him, "And I have a tiny little knife" she swung it, purposely having it hit an axe. It automatically caught on fire, the flames randomly shooting embers everywhere. "Are you sure you want to do this? I'd hate to see you get beaten by a pretty girl" she pursed her lips, eyes shining

((I don't think its fair to just have him easily knock a character out))

((Still, she could've dodged the attack))

((It's already been posted so my rule is to go with it))

((Plus this weapons room is not his to begin with, I think Wolf made it to be everyone's place to go to choose weapons))

Princess Breeze~We think caged birds sing when really, they cry~ wrote: "((It's already been posted so my rule is to go with it))"

((I don't think its fair))

((Welp, life isn't fair. I learned that the hard way :(

It's fine, I enjoy a twist in the plot))

((Im done arguing with Alex.))

Violet could only remember a sharp pain in her head before her vision faded to darkness. Panic spread across her, though her face showed no emotion. After a few minutes she woke with a start. Her wings were in an uncomfortable spot. Blood. Fight. Knives. Nukes. Swords. Shields she shifted to her right, grabbing a sword and cutting the rope easily. Like lightning, she twisted the sword around his neck, catching the other side of the sword with a cloth happily. One move and his head would be sliced off. "Choose wisely"

Violet felt calmer the second time she was knocked out. She seemed to still be fully aware of her surroundings, though she couldn't see anything. She made a squeaking noise when he kicked her. She couldn't move but when body seemed to crumple up

Violet awake with a start, coughing up water that had gotten into her mouth. She glanced up at Amber, her beautiful wings flaring. She let down her hair, tying it back up with the ribbon before letting it back down and repeating the process. She bit her lip, tying her hair up usually meant she had blue prints in her mind for a weapon

Violet pursed her lips, he had messed with the wrong person. She swept her leg across the floor, tripping him, causing him to fall face flat on the ground. Almost in an instant, she had hair. It was one of her most hated features of herself

Violet laughed, "You're adorable when you're mad" she shrugged, smiling at his bleeding nose. "You shouldn't crush my creativity" she tilted her head cutely at him. She had dealt with these types of 'people' before

"Don't deny it!" Violet stared at his face. "Besides, don't you know it's rude to hit a girl!" She said dramatically, moving her leg as if an attempt to trip him again though she didn't plan to

Violet smiled, "I know you could, but you wouldn't" she rolled her eyes. "Boys are always the same sometimes" her eyes shone with excitement

Violet could feel the blood running down her skin. She shoved her wings at him, slicing him with her bottom feathers. In fact, they weren't feathers. They were metal knife looking plates

Violet could tell he was planning. "Touch my wings and it'll be the last thing you do!" She growled, feeling as if she wasn't herself anymore

Violet didn't feel a thing. ((Sorry for the confusion but her wings are real but her bottom feathers r fake)) she was beginning to hate that she had started a fight. Think of something her mind screamed, though she already had blueprints in her mind. "Hmm, you think that was my only weapon?" She had amusement in her voice.

Violet was silent for a second, "Not possible" she didn't need her hair anyway. She already had her blueprints, no need for more ideas. She hated he thought of not having her hair. "Hair always grows back, there isn't any no hair glue or...." Her voice trailed off. She shrugged

Violet shrieked in pain, slapping him with her wings. She squirmed, tears welling up in her eyes. Slapping him again and again, she punched him in the face, giving him an even bigger bloody nose

Violet gritted her teeth, "Do you need me to do something for you if you heal me" she felt as if the walls were closing in on her. She had never felt the pain of being stabbed before

"You summoned you're hammer thing first! I thought you were picking a fight. I defended myself" Violet shuddered when he kicked her. She found the strength to grab his leg and throw him across the room. She shifted, wings still flared. They glinted in the dim light, almost as if they were glaring at Amber

Violet tilted back her head, closing her eyes. She murmured, her murmur slowly growing into her singing voice. "My heart is pierced by cupid, I sustain all glittering gold. There is nothing that can control me.... But my jolly sailors toll" she tried to block out the pain but it seemed unbearable

((Dang Violet, yew screwed up big time!
Violet:But.....))

Violet:He's such a meany! Amber stabbed me!!!!))

Violet:*snorts* next time!? You're leaving me to die!))

Violet grabbed her knife, the pain in her chest making her rather

Anxious and making it difficult to move around

Violet grabbed some swords. "Hope you don't mind me taking these..." She gently set them down. "Can you at least heal me? I'd hate to die at 12 years old!"

Violet's sharp gaze met Ambers. "You could. But you wouldn't" she has caught his mistake in the sentence. "I didn't appreciate the kicks and stabs" she said lightly

Violet shrugged, "Guns don't hurt me. A bullet. A tiny little bullet, would do no damage to me anyway" she turned, dragging her magnificent wings behind her. She put a finger up to her lips(like shushing someone) and grabbed some metal pieces. In a couple of minutes she had attached the sharp metal 'feathers' back on

Violet drew the sword against the ground as she walked around the bed he was tied up on. "Oooo, i don't know, I'm not really a negative person..." Her voice trailed off

((Wearing a dress would be humiliating lol))

Violet struck, making a clean, small slice on his cheek. "It'd just like to know why you stabbed me... If you had just probably let me go..." She had managed to patch up her little wound

Violet smiled, "hmm, well at least I caused you to have a bloody nose. Then I cut you. Then kicked you" she paused. "Maybe I was a little annoying but that was a little too far" she grabbed all the swords and metal that was around him. "I wouldn't like to do the same to you, so don't try anything" she held up a short, pink dress. "Or, you'll be wearing this"

Violet picked up the mallet, "Don't tell me. I already know what you were doing" she held out the dress and beamed with happiness. She slipped it over his head, tucking a flower behind his ear. "Don't you look like a bright ray of sunshine" she giggles

Violet clasped her hands together, "But you look so cute" she laughed. She almost fell over because she was laughing so hard to she swung the hammer away quickly, "No more ideas or your nails get painted!"

Violet smiled, "That's what I thought" she turned, tying her hair up in a ribbon. "Ok" she slipped her fire knife into her pocket

Violet grabbed a small bottle, grabbing his hand. "Bright pink nails it is!" She giggled, applying costs of nail polish

"Do you want lipstick too?" Violet asked jokingly, finishing his nails. She put a heart pattern on his thumb and middle finger

Violet put the bottle down, "Alright, this is way better than you stabbing me" she admitted. She turned around, grabbing a bottle of poison and a knife that had a diamond hilt

Violet turned away from him, finding a small desk. She dipped the knife in the bottle of poison, then hit it with a small hammer. She dipped it in water, repeating the process several times before turning back to Amber. Violet could sense how nervous he was. She examined her new invention, making sure not to touch the poisoned side

Violet eyed Amber, "You think this is for you?" She pointed it at him, though she had no intentions on using it. "Unlike others, I invent things by having blueprints in my mind. I can imagine the steps. I can imagine what it'll do"
She smiled, "One cut and
Someone with bleed, the poison would seep into their skin, poisoning them...."

Violet swung the knife, cracking the bindings and freeing him. She examined the knife again, "No cracks... It's smooth.." She used metal to check if anything was soft. It didn't cut into the blade. She put it in its holster, putting it in her pocket. She pursed her lips, "Good luck getting the nail polish off"

Violet had hidden it, just in case Amber had broke free. She shrugged, "Try finding it" she stood, grabbing his mallet and tossing it to him.