Basic info
Spiriana Lee (Pronounced "Spear- ree- an- na")- ou other-wise known as "Spritz" is a creation mad scientist Cozmos Lee (Anyone remember him from a certain roleplay?) made in a expiriment to create the first ever fairy born with enchantix power. This failed--- Spiriana is a normal fairy, but Spiriana was created out of it. Much like Telemira's name sprung from the word "Telepathic" and Pyshimar's name sprung from the word "Pyshic", Spriana's name comes from the word "Spirit". She hates the word her name sprung from, and doesn't like people talking about it. Although she was conjured...

"Pyshimar!" Groaned Veevee. "Couldn't get stuck in the past without toi popping up somewhere."
"You got it V-gurl." Grinned Pyshimar Lopez, his thick new-york accent making Veevee swoon. But she didn't want him to know that so she covered it with annoyance.
Vibbie and Alice rolled there eyes in sync, the two biggest Pyshimar haters in the whole of magix.
"But how did toi get here?" Ember blushed, making Veevee secretly want to poke her with a reasonably sized stick.
"I visited alfea, looking for Veevee, but when i reached the potionology lab, It was empty. So i found this odd potion and tried...

Telemira scanned the timid town, confident there was plus to this place than meets the eye....
She passed through the rainy streets, her purple black hair illuminated par the raindrops...she stopped par a tubby "beggar" on the side of the road.
"Your not a beggar." she whispered softly. "Your one of the mayors spies."
The beggar eyes were now as big as his stomach: "What makes toi say that?!?"
"Your hat. it is crumpled but judging par the unnatural shape of it in there is in a pocket watch toi need but do not want anyone to see. This pocket watch has the initials M.U, assuming these letter stand...

After our 9 heroines (And Veevee) got over the initial shock, they suddenly realized they weren't in autumn anymore, like they where before taking the potion....It was late spring.

Blossom coated the trees like a frilly rose dress, the herbe was so mint-green it looked edible and various small animaux scuttled and glided across the land, speaking of land, where the magix were they?

Telemira cautiously stepped closer to the blossomed-tree.....Telemira Loved to make lists. Her memory insured she remembered EVERYTHING she saw, no matter how complicated. And, if something was important to miele,...

Veevee rose from the mint green herbe in her rose middle-ages robin-hood suit. Ignoring her burning head-ache, she sat up and stared at her new look: Upon her honey-blond hair was a typical 1300's rose outlaw-cap. Only instead of a sea gull's feather, she seemed to be rocking a diamond brooch attached to the cap.
She stared at her bow and arrow, her looting sack, grinning. (Word of advice: NEVER TRUST VEEVEE WITH ANY WEAPON OF ANY DESCRIPTION!)
Suddenly, she realized something critical:
"I am Veevee Hood...."

Well, the moment was soon out-worn par a flock of fées falling out of the sky and...

With a little bit of help from agyjude "tav profile" forum I've been able to write a official profil on everyone (it is credited) thank toi and enjoy!

Telemira (as role-played par Pandawinx) better to be a interesting nerd than a boring popular-kid!
One soon-to-be Queen of telepax is also the smartest tav! Royalty straight from a remote, magical isle of telepax (off the west coast of domino) telemira has a IQ of 195 and a cœur, coeur of 100000000! perfering to read about the winx and fées than actually be one, Tina had never actually had a proper adventure...at least not until she went to alfea...

Two weeks exactly. thats how long veevee hasnt been talking to me, but im not suprised ou upset about that, she has the right to be. it set up the ladder, trying to scramble up. damn it! this got in the way of everything, my cousin and the tavs wont speak to me, the papers running storys about me, and i cant even climb a ladder to put some displays up...i gulped...if i cant climb up a ladder, then how do i expect to accomplish anything bigger? i gripped onto the bars as if i was dangling from a cliff and pulled. pull! oh god, it hurt so bad, but i made it to the haut, retour au début of the ladder. i stared...

This was it. Exhale...inhale....Exhale...Inhale.
I prayed to a god i dont actually believe in that everything will be alright.
One opening of a door later: "Excuse me, my lady?" i curtsied.
"Oh, its toi 222. sit." i perched on her wooden stoll, even that seemed to smell of roses..."M-m-my lady, i, um....i wanted to apolgise, if toi except." I passed her the penny, letting go to my proof that not everything fades...."I was going to keep it, but if im to be a slave, i better be the best slave i can be."
Lady prudence stared at her penny as if it was but dust. "Its not worth very much. almost nothing."...

Ok, so forget i was about to die for a second- And put yourself in my ivy and houx berry shoes-
I was ssoo close, it feels so sereal now, but looking back i remember thinking "If im going to drop, i like to splash Pyshimar in the process." That actually made me grin gracously.
But hey, i still had some hope, there was the lavender i was using as a pretty pathectic rope, and there was pyshimar and his friends, but i was MUCH plus likely to be saved par the plant!

So, your probably expecting pyshimar to be the Rebelle hero and save my life? Heck no! :D
Im a thief. Im a litterate, Im dumb. Im rude....

In a jour where stella was dreaming in 1 night

Stella:wh-wh-where am I?
Voice:hello stella
Stella:ho r u?
Voice:(sighs)
Stella:wat r u any way?
Voice:perhaps it's true
Stella:wat's true?
Voice:the darkness is risisng n ur first daughter is almost born n u have to déplacer as soon as posible when u woke up u will see the clouds turn grey the rainbows u usualy see turn black n some tun purple then a tornado storm will apesr however there will be no damages in the village but the storm will keep every1 inside their house
Stella:b-b-but?
Voice:I know why is the darkness rising ti jour mean while ur first daughter...

Get your tav on with pride and listen up, because these are these the official results of the tav awards (double counted ;) )! Get ready to smile your way through this article and clap your wings for other nomanees! :D

But before we start, please let us spare a thought for those who unfortantly may not have recieved a tav award and may have to wait untill suivant an to see that "and the winner is.....".
But dont worry, ALL nomanees are great roleplayers, and still deserve credit. :)

And now, for the one and only, tav results, good luck everyone! :

Lets kick off the results with a magical bang as...

Hi guys! Sorry to say this will be the last roleplay fanfiction before my holiday on friday (Tomorrow) and i wont be back untill monday evening. So enjoy and also enjoy the roleplay on the winx fanspot while im gone, untill then, happy roleplaying! :)

"Argh! Thats it, im not sending toi a chrismas card this year!!1" Screamed Zakkalise, burning from ember's flames, she crashed to the floor, the only thing exguishing the feu were her tears.
"Ember!" Scolded Palladium, running over to zakkalise. "Zakkalise! Can toi exsquish the flames?" He suggested. "Yep, i think so!" She gaped. "Coldiannbrum!"...

Hi guys! This one i wrote not too long ago, back in may, and it is staring both Miele and Alice, and is narrated par Alice. Enjoy! Unfortunately, this will the last one shot i'll be uploading for a while, as soon i'll be doing a "tav adventure", staring all the tav, especially Lisa and Chloe. But i'll mettre en ligne plus in a few weeks!

Hands clammy. Pulse racing. face pale. All the usual build up. cœur, coeur beating out of my chest, eyes dimmed, blah blah blah. I stuff my hands in my pockets nocunantly. Miele's right suivant to me. She flashes me that sweet, 100-watt smile to contrast my scowl- "Are toi looking...

AN: So, as par populaire demand I am now presenting toi all with my fan fiction on Lorinna. As toi know, she is a potty mouth so there will be some foul language in this series. Also, there will be a lot of violence and gore, but romance eventually will creep it's way into this story. So, without further ado, please enjoy the beginning of this series.
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Prologue

"Oh Robert, toi make me feel like the luckiest woman on this Earth." A woman mused, patting the side of her husbands face. "Really? Well not I must be one hell of a catch then."...

Darkness. Darkness everywhere.
Miele squeled, thumping her hands against the glass. now i know what it's like to be a bee trying to fly through a window. she thought, savouring whatever air was left in the bottle. She flapped her wings desperatly, how could she escape?
Suddenly a dark figure lingered among the shadows, a candle in his hands. The light was plus of like a spark than a flame, but just seeing light was enough to perk Miele's wings up.
"What am i doing here? Can toi help me out please? Excuse me? Young man?" She simpered. The man was like a barrel and had a laugh like a pig. "Like...

Miele sat out in the early-autumn alfea gardens. Leaves of yellow, orange and red swirled everywhere like fireflies dancing and she sketched each one that fell her way.
Telemira smiled as she looked at her friend's perfect-sketch. "I've always loved nature and the seasons." she admitted to the fantaisie fairy quietly. "And i particularly l’amour autumn." She stared up at the châtaigne, châtaignier trees lovingly as miele winked and scribbled that down in the foreground.
"Done." She smiled. "Well Tina. We better go. Potionology class now and we don't want to be late." Little did they know that they really SHOULD...

(In Pyshimar Lopez's Words.)

Ok. I know what your probably thinking. That's the bozo from redfountain. the little screw-up who likes to break hearts. Well, i'm not going to deny that. In fact: I kinda agree with toi there....But honestly i am not heartless. I don't expect toi to believe me,
but i never actually want to hurt anyone. and even when i do par mistake, in the end, the most hurt person is me....
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I paced up the Red fontaine walls, a wimp in a hero's fricking body. I was doing a pretty good job of pretending...untill i saw her. And HIM. I gritted my teeth, half through anger and half...