Our roleplay begins on a Friday after school. School began only a few weeks ago. All the characters are friends. They do not know about each others secrets quite yet. Arlette has invited them over to her house to spend time and play games.

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Ping list:
Bluepearl13, Orca2whale, Radarr, Dragonjammer31, Dillpickle

Arlette waited at the door, her griffin on her shoulder. Of course her friends would never see the animal like that, it would always be a simple parrot to them. She had gotten out all the board games and could not wait to spend time with her friend.

Phoenix lugged his backpack up the walk, limping slightly due to his bad leg. He really looked forward to this but om the outside, he acted like he was going to a funeral-both in dress and is attitude.. One of his pigeons flapped on his shoulder, making him stand out even more. As usual he was dressed all in black. He gave a nod to Arlette. "So, wheres everyone?" He said gruffly. His pigeon gave Arlette's parrot a glare before fluffing her feather and nipping Phoenix's ear. "Oy, stop that!" he scolded.

Arlette laughed a little. Not here yet! she said in a sort of sing-song voice. She led him to the living room where the board games were all laid out. She then retrieved a bowl of chips and placed it on the table. She smiled and returned to wait at the door,

Phoenix sat in the corner and took out a tupperware of pomogranates. "Great. Hey, stop that! Thes aren't for y-oh whatever." he sighed as his newest pet dove into to bowl and began eating.

Greer rushed into the house, panting heavily, pale face flushed, ''A-Ah, I'm h-h-here..'' She let out a sigh and blushed, thinking that she probably brought all of the attention onto herself.

Phoenix glances up. "You're not exactly late....'

His pigeon grunts in disgust.

"Oh shush, Felicity." Phoenix scolds the pigeon, who nips him.

Greer blushed even harder, ''I-I just..uhm..thought that I would..be late.'' She chuckled nervously as she rubbed the back of her neck.

Phoenix shrugged. "Well, youre not. The atkinson twins arent here yet." He left his pomogranates to his pigeon ans took out a thick trig book. He opened it and started skimking through.

Arlette laughed. Were you being chased? I could always sic the dogs on em. she said. She was referring to her parents two pets. Both were disguised as mutts. Arlette never was sure what they really were. She had her bets on demon dogs because their true forms looked sorta dogish, just real deformed. Her pet jumped off her shoulder and prowled off, though to everyone else, it looked like her bird was walking real funny. Arlette laughed again and sort of waved goodbye to Aura.