- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Modern-Fantasy, Adventure.
Minami awoke to a dull grey day filled with rain, groaning when she realized she would have to go to work. She didn't go to school anymore so working was her main point of interest. Of course she hunted from time to time, but she kept her ravenous hunger in check and never hunted for more than she needed.
After getting out of her bed and making herself a cup of coffee, Minami walked over to her large freezer and opened it. Inside were numerous packets of meat, neatly wrapped and stacked in the freezer to be preserved. Minami dug around for a certain pack of flesh, human flesh, that was buried between the other kinds of meat. She made sure the freezer looked ordinary, as she did with her house.
She munched down on the piece of flesh while sitting down on her couch, watching tv. There was no news of an attack by one of her kind today, but she was sure she had caught the smell of ghoul and human blood on her way home. Most likely some Doves attacked some ghouls, or the other way around.
Minami despised Doves, not to the point of seeking them out, but she hated them pretty severely. They had spotted her once or twice and had given her a nickname; Angel of Death. She snorted at the thought of being called such a pretentious name, just because of her wings. Recently she had heard some Doves calling her Reaper as a synonym and she couldn't complain about that one.
After finishing her meal, Minami got ready and dressed for work, stepping out of her house and into the grey city streets she called home.
After getting out of her bed and making herself a cup of coffee, Minami walked over to her large freezer and opened it. Inside were numerous packets of meat, neatly wrapped and stacked in the freezer to be preserved. Minami dug around for a certain pack of flesh, human flesh, that was buried between the other kinds of meat. She made sure the freezer looked ordinary, as she did with her house.
She munched down on the piece of flesh while sitting down on her couch, watching tv. There was no news of an attack by one of her kind today, but she was sure she had caught the smell of ghoul and human blood on her way home. Most likely some Doves attacked some ghouls, or the other way around.
Minami despised Doves, not to the point of seeking them out, but she hated them pretty severely. They had spotted her once or twice and had given her a nickname; Angel of Death. She snorted at the thought of being called such a pretentious name, just because of her wings. Recently she had heard some Doves calling her Reaper as a synonym and she couldn't complain about that one.
After finishing her meal, Minami got ready and dressed for work, stepping out of her house and into the grey city streets she called home.