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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 11:24 am
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 11:48 am
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Skeletons for Characters:
Humans:
I am controlled by: My Name is: My age? Simple! It's: The gender I am is: The gender I like is: My hobbies are: I really hate: My life story: A picture of me:
The Rozen Maidens:
The one holding my strings is: The name Father gave me is: I was created (age here) years ago. My gender is: A girl...A Maiden. The gender Father made me like is: My hobbies include: I despise these: My Rosa Mystica's name and power is: My Marionette Biography: What I look like:
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Characters:
Maidens ---
The one holding my strings is: K a m i T h e J o k e The name Father gave me is: Reya I was created (1) year(s) ago. My gender is: A girl...A Maiden. The gender Father made me like is: Boys My hobbies include: Adoring Father, My Rosa Mystica, winning the Alice game. I despise these: Losing to anyone, my sisters recieving my Rosa Mystica, and humans. My Rosa Mystica's name and power is: Rumari, the Ice Bolt. My Marionette Biography: I was born to be a threat to my sisters. But I just don't know why. I will be Alice. No matter what. I WILL meet Father. I'm devilish, mean, and slightly caring when it comes to Father. What I look like: You all annoy me...
The one holding my strings is: K a m i T h e J o k e The name Father gave me is: Mari-san I was created (3) years ago. My gender is: A girl...A Maiden. The gender Father made me like is: Men. My hobbies include: Wearing black, listening to classical music, playing the Alice game. I despise these: Reya being in the Alice game, any rock music that has screaming. My Rosa Mystica's name and power is: Ocaree, a Shadow. My Marionette Biography: There's nothing really special about me except that I'm kind when I want to be and I can be fun. What I look like:Heh...Reya can't touch this.
The one holding my strings is: S C A R Y G I R L I E The name Father gave me is: Ophelia Devoe I was created 4 years ago. My gender is: A girl...A Maiden. The gender Father made me like is: Boys. My hobbies include: Dancing, Playing my piano, Dreaming about father.. Cooking, my Rosa Mystica, and My Mari... I despise these: Fighting, but I will fight when angered. Rude people.. Mean people. My Rosa Mystica's name and power is: Desdemonia, the hellfire. My Marionette Biography: I've been alive for four years now, and in that short time of 1,460 days I've learned one thing. Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer. I am the oldest and I will meet Father and become Alice. I won't fall victim and allow my sisters to succeed. I deserve this more than they do, I've been the one waiting the longest for a human anyways! I might seem shy, quiet, and sweet. But I'm just plotting my actions underneath it. Remember its always the quiet ones, that end up going Psycho. What I look like: It's very pleasant to meet you...
Humans --
I am controlled by: K a m i T h e J o k e My Name is: Rozen "Father" My age? Simple! It's: Unknown The gender I am is: Male The gender I like is: Unknown My hobbies are: Making Marionette Dolls, making dolls of all sorts. I really hate: People who don't believe in the Rozen Maiden. My life story: All that is known is that I make dolls and they compete to be "Alice" to meet me. A picture of me: Welcome to the Alice Game..
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Leaderboard to Alice And Threats:
1st: It is currently all even. 2nd: 3rd:
The more Rosa Mystica you get, the higher you will rank.
A Threat to other Rozen Maidens:
No one currently.
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The Weather and Date:
May 14th, 1836.
It's cloudy. Not the ideal weather you should go out in. About 45ºF outside. Good weather for Maidens to fly about without being noticed, hence the fogginess.
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Pairings:
None yet.
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Rules (Extremely importante!!!)
I. I believe I have the right to rule. You have the right to follow rules. So please follow them.
II. Please, please please! Don't go godmode.
III. Keep it PG-13 people. Kissing is allowed, any farther? Take it to PMs.
IV. You must be INVITED to join this rp. Don't come barging in with a whole skeleton filled out unless I accepted it in PMs.
V. Be kind to EVERYONE.
VI. Don't kill other people and take their Rosa Mystica unless the person wants their Maiden broken.
VII. Have a boat load of fun!!!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 12:00 pm
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 2:03 pm
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Raya
She flew in her beautiful ice blue leather box. The detail and the quality was absolutely riveting. On the inside, was an even darker blue, made with silk for comfort. The minute she was getting closer to her destination, she smiled lightly. The girl she was chasing after was none other than her sister. She hated her sister with a burning passion. The thought of her made the girl shake in her boots. The leather attache case opened, still flying in midair through the fog. Looking out at the city, pedestrians carried their lantern on the streets, walking. The girl in the case frowned at the humans and kept going for the two sisters meeting. In a matter of seconds, you could hear tiny pitter patters of heels walking through the only non-foggy part of town. "Well look who it is. How are you doing Mari?" The girl smiled at the other one, who was frowning quite clearly. The girl closed her attache case and walked over to the other. "I'm not doing well anymore." She responded with a cold tone in her voice. "You know you won't win the Alice game, Mari..." "Quite the opposite....Raya."
Raya clenched her fists tightly. 'Who does she think she is? Alice is my title. No one elses.', Raya thought to herself, grinding her teeth together in frustration. Mari was her sister. Her exact opposite. The wind rustled in both their hair gently, in silence. They were both quiet. Part of winning the Alice Game gave you admirers. Raya didn't care about that. She wanted to meet Father. The creator of the dolls. She loved him so much, nothing would get in her way of meeting him. Not even her own sisters.
Mari lunged at her, punching and kicking. Raya kept a straight face as the forceful punches and kicks came towards her. Dodging all of them, Raya countered her with Rumari, her Rosa Mystica. Ice bolts came from her very hands towards Mari. Her sister fell to the ground and looked up at Raya in disgust. "I'll be back. Very soon. To break you and take your Rosa Mystica." Raya hissed, walking back to her ice blue case. Grabbing it by the handle, she walked and walked nowhere in specific. She truly hated Mari.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 3:11 pm
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:00 pm
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••MaЯi••
The girl who was on the ground, apparently named Mari, she glanced up at her sister, Ophelia. Mari sighed sadly at her sister's words. Looking up to the dark, foggy sky, Mari wondered if they could find Father without having to fight. Most of the dolls played the Alice Game just to see him, and yet...they had to break each other to see him. 'After the Alice Game, Father would be done with us. He'd throw us away! But yet, we fight to see him? Father is cruel. Too cruel.', Mari thought to herself, staring at Ophelia. "Let Raya do whatever she wants. Probably out of all of us, her ambition to meet Father is one of the strongest. That's what will get her farther than I will ever go." Mari muttered. The game was cruel. It was horrible. She didn't want to play, but for the sake of her Father, she had to. Mari glanced over to where Raya walked. Down the streets was all fog. Scary, some may say. But a Rozen Maiden had to endure what was even scarier. Breakage. All Maidens would break at some point. Doesn't matter if you are Alice or not. It scared her to pieces. "Ophelia...do you think that Father does this all for a reason? I mean...we fight and fight, when we can just look for him. Even if we break, he can resurrect us...but...he just makes new dolls to cause pain!" Mari shouted to her sister. It was saddening. A very saddening moment the two had. Mari didn't know if Father had actually loved his dolls or not. Such a splendid job he did making them. Silky skin, hair that feels like a humans, human stature...they seemed like regular humans. 'If he put so much effort in making us...why would he create the Alice Game to destroy us?', She thought, looking at the foggy sky once more, crying silent tears.
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