Mystical winged creatures came from all over.Angels from their home in the heavens (known to them as Shangri-la), daemon's from the firey reaches of Hell, tengu from just above the mountainous regions in the sky's of Terra Firma, and other mystical creatures have all landed on Terra Firma at sometime or another. Many have stayed there, but not of their own will. See, the humans on Terra Firma have always greated these creatures with great joy. They still do. They like them so much that they have found ways to keep them on the planet, and never get back to their home. To keep them, against their will and let them be misserable. Strangely there are some that don't want to go back home, but those are the few who have done the forbidden and/or fallen in love with a human. The rest of these creatures are striving to get back home, or have accidentally "fell" from their home and are lost. Their ultimate goal is the same, to feel safe, secure, wanted, and feeling like they have a home again. We are focusing on a city that is connected to all of these homes in some form or another. Within a place called Tokyo the creatures meet, for better or for worse. What shall happen in this great modern city? (ooc thread/ signup: http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/showthread.php?t=13298 ) ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ It's was getting really dark out, a normal fall evening, slightly cold and musty smelling. The moon was full and shining bright as creatures of all kinds wandered about the street's of Tokyo. Humans, of course dominating the area with their existance, but there were also, Angels, Tengu, and Deamons prowling about. You could also see people with strange pets walking the streets like it's an every day thing, well, in this day and age it really was, but a few years back, "wild animals" would never have been allowed to just roam freely withing the city. Lacracious Slayder was one of these creatures, walking about with a strange pet. A snow leopard with golden eyes in fact was walking right next to the white haired 'girl'. She was wearing gothic lolita style clothing, and was almost skipping along. Her red eyes looking around everywhere like she were so excited to see all the buildings. She could sense so many emotions around her, and it was filling her up, just being around them. It was amazing how powerful she could feel just walking down a busy street, on the night of a full moon, the height of a Deamon's power always came on the full moon, and they were always weakest at a new moon. Though there are rumors around that some Deamon's have figured out a way around that. Lacracious, or Lala for short, was whistling a tune. Haunting and alluring, some humans stopped what they were doing to listen. This made Lala smirk, she hadn't lost her touch. She hadden't be out of her owners house in such a long time, for normally there was something fun to do. But tonight, her owner had told her she had to go out, since he was to be having guests who wouldn't appreciate her presence. So, not wanting to earn his wrath which would be put on her next new moon, she just went out. She knew she'd be able to find someone or something to mess with. She had no doubt in her ability. Lala walked to the one place she knew there would be a lot of people. She went down a few alley short cuts and down into the basement of a building, it was a bar, a dive call Marley's. Mufasa, her snow leopard, loyaly followed her in, and no one seemed to mind. She sat in the back corner. Marley's was a place where people of the age 18 years or older could just hang out and have a few drink, though anyone younger than 21 wouldn't be able to have anything alcoholic. Gotta follow the law and everything. It had a sleek modern feel to it, red, black and white everywhere. A waitess walked by and asked if she wanted anything and Lala just asked for a Coke and some water in a bowl for Mufasa. Momentarily those things came out for her and she just sat and enjoyed the live music being played. She liked it well enough, it was a mix of rock and pop, and had a sad feeling behind it. Though she liked most music, there was just some stuff she just couldn't stand, like that abomination of a style called screamo. That stuff just made her want to get rid of her sense of hearing. She looked around as Mufasa's tail twitched back and forth lapping at his water. There were a few people, human and non human, that caught her attention. She wondered if any of them would be brave enough to come over and talk to her. She smirked as she played with her glass.