This RP is based off of an epic RP created by Veronica/MidnightStranger1. The RP died at 11 pages long, and I hope to restart it and it be as epic as the last time.
You are a normal person. You like to fantasize what you would do if you were a character, but you're not. You are a mortal, and that is that.
But you are recruited by someone you know better than yourself. A character you idolize. For this RP's purposes, the characters are restricted to Percy Jackson, The Kane Chronicles, Artemis Fowl, and The Mortal Instruments. No other series please.
You are brought to the Argo II, where you meet all the characters you love. You, along with all the other mortals they recruit, are brought to CHB. Then, things go strange. Slowly, slowly, people start to BECOME characters. Your personality changes, your apperance, your goals. You have become a fictional character,written in by the mastermind of the story.
This form is for your mortal character. You and only you will know what you will become. Don't rush the change, only start after we reach CHB. Do not make anything that will contradict with the people who have changed as well.
Apperance: Shoulder length medium brown hair, blue gray eyes, tall, 5'9, athletic build, lean
Personality:Bookwormy, loud, energetic, hyper, immature, fangirl at heart
Normal outfit:Jeans, a purple sweater that she has worriedly worn holes into on the cuffs, a pair of black converse.
Other: *crickets* Why do I even add this section to the form?
I finished filling out my form for the RP I created. Closing my laptop, I yawned and fell backwards onto my bed. School wouldn't start for a month, and all I had was the precious MB. There was a loud knock at my bedroom door, and with a sigh, I stood up to open it.
When you open a door, expecting your 12 year old sister, it is quite a shock to find a teenage guy.
He looked 17ish, and was wearing all black. His hair looked gold, and was slightly curly. His tawny golden eyes scanned me.
"You're Ashley?" He asked. I nodded, brushing a bit of hair behind my ear. I know, this is a strange guy inside my house, but he seemed startlingly familair.
"Good. You're coming with me." I frowned, and blinked, and staggered backwards. His arms, hands, neck, everywhere skin was exposed, were black tatoos.
"This can't be real." I shook my head.
"It's real. Do I need to pinch you?" He asked.
"No! What's your name?" I demanded. If he answered this correctly, I would faint.
"It's complicated, but I'll give you Jace Wayland Morgenstern Lightwood Herondale." My eyes widened. It was him.
"You have to be kidding me. You aren't real." I rolled my eyes, trying to play off the shock.
"Yeah, we'll see about that." He pulled out a seraph blade and named it, causing it to blaze to life. My eyes widened. Yep, this was Jace Herondale.
"Demons are nearby. Come on. Get a bag and bring only what you need." He said. Since I had been used to suprise show ups from family members or friends, I alreayd had a bag backed. I shoved my laptop and charger in, and slung the bag over my shoulder, leading him out of the house.
In the pasture, there was a ship. Hannah and Hank were barking their heads off at it. A group of people were visible from here.....
Glitter....a flash of red hair....a flash of silver there, a bit of black there. Bobbing heads, and was that-blue sparks? I pieced the puzzle together and sprinted ahead of Jace, and he chuckled.
"You sure this is her?" Someone asked. I looked up. Percy Jackson.
"Well, Percy, if I wasn't, would I be able to name every person on this deck?" I smirked, crossing my arms.
"Try at it." He laughed. I almost fell over laughing and everyone grouped themself into a makeshift line.
"Clarissa Fray Fairchild Morgenstern, Magnus Bane, Annabeth Chase, Leo Valdez, Jason Grace, Artemis Fowl the second, Sadie Kane, Carter Kane, Butler, Piper McLean, James Carstairs, Hazel Levisque, Frank Zhang, Alexander Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Perseaus Jackson, Jace Wayland Morgenstern Lightwood Herondale." I grinned. Percy paled.
"It's her alright." Magnus laughed.
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