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 Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 10:20 pm
Concept Summary
There was once a wicked beast and a morbid beauty who lived together in a castle near the mountaintop. The beast was vicious and violent, often preying on the humans below the mountain whenever he felt the want or need. The beauty herself was a serene yet gentle lady, fascinated with the concept of death and the afterlife. For the longest while they lived together in peace, or as much peace as two such creatures can manage, but things started to grow uneasy once the beauty started taking trips to a big town below more and more frequently. She would not talk of her reasons for going, nor why she kept sneaking off simply to see some well-off, middle-aged man. The beast grows increasingly jealous and violent towards the villages and towns below the mountain, whereas the beauty does her best to maintain what little peace is left whilst protecting her secret. The beast suspects that she is courting wealthy human men. What will he do once he finds out that she isn't hiding a lover - but a possibly fatal illness? (Assuming he finds out at all.)
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 10:30 pm
Notes and Profile Template
Before sending in a profile. assuming we have not roleplayed together before, I'd like you to send in a sample of your roleplaying style. This is mostly just so I can get to know how to reply to your posts best and stuff like that. Also, don't bother applying if you do it script style. Script style just being asterisks surrounding incomplete snippets of sentences for actions with the untouched bits being dialogue.
PM me your profile - do not post it!
I never play males as my main characters in any RP and I probably never will, so naturally the role that I'm accepting for is that of the beast. You can make him pretty much any species you want and play him however you wish so long as you make him at least somewhat feral and stick to what little has been stated in the introductory post. Meaning that you could have anything from a violent vampire with a charming facade to a fire breathing dragon to a goblin king Jareth expy to anything else you might have a fancy for. Get creative! Or don't, if you'd really rather not. All that matters is that we keep a semi-coherent story and have fun. If you aren't sure about something, just PM me about it. Otherwise, standard RP rules apply here. If things get sexual between the main characters, assuming they ever do, we'll just timeskip. dramallama
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 10:35 pm
Username: Animeprincess_9400
Name: Winter
Species: Human
Bio: Winter has no living relatives, nor a real hometown to speak of aside from some ashen ruins below the mountain. Bandits had decided to raid and pillage it during her youth, and due to a high bit of fortune and hiding skills, she was able to escape the encounter physically unscathed. As a sort of coping mechanism with being alone, she began talking more and more to the rotting corpses that scattered the place, believing that their restless spirits still haunted the place of their tragic demise. After a while she became quite fascinated with the prospect of death and decay, a creepy trait adopted long before she ever met the beast. After they formed an odd friendship and he saw that she lived alone in cold ruins with nothing but the dead to keep her company, the beast offered her a place to stay - and she agreed. Since then they've grown rather close in their own weird way. Were it not for her fondness for the beast, she would be revelling in her illness and would talk of nothing but what her death and afterlife will turn out to be like. If she did that, though, she was certain that she would only see his despair in her final days; which is exactly what she doesn't want.
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Other: Winter has started paying a lot more attention to her looks ever since discovering the other towns and villages in the area, becoming aware of certain social norms and the fact that most people don't take well to talking to what looks like a walking corpse. Also, there's a sort of pleasure in looking one's best now isn't there?
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2013 5:15 pm
Within the castle walls, during this cold stormy night atop the mountain, one who lived inside might be shielded from the storm and offered blissful warmth from the many beds or fireplaces within. Normally, Winter would be buried under a pile of blankets at such a time as late as this, but she hadn't any other opprotunity to sneak out and see her doctor until now. Azenal did not like her sneaking out to see other humans, for some reason. Especially not in weather as dangerous as this. But she was crafty, or so she thought, and she knew several entrences in which she could sneak right back in and off to bed before he'd hopefully be any the wiser. She hugged herself tightly as she made her way inside, partially to help keep herself warm until she could reach her bedroom and partially to keep the small medicine bottles hidden in her brazzier beneath her large blouse from falling out.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 8:38 am
((I hope this is okay ))
Azenal, sitting in the dark of her room. Again he had checked in on her, to find she wasn't there... What could she be doing so late at night. Seeing another male? How dare she... Seeing a family that she might have? How dare she not tell him. How dare she expect him not to know. She leaves from his castle, and comes back during the night. It wasn't like he worried... It wasn't in his species to worry.. but he does worry... And he's not exactly sure as to why he gets so angry when he finds her gone. Just meant he was going on a man hunt later.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 11:05 am
{It's great. ^.^}
Winter, knowing the castle like the back of her hand by now, was easilly able to identify and use the quickest pathway to her quarters. She had a pleasant smile locked onto her lips, knowing that she had enough medicine to hide her health issue for several days longer, if not several weeks. She just had to safely make it to her bedroom, that was all. (Well, after hiding her meds in the usual place - a loose stone on the wall a small distance off from her chambers that she used as a sort of secret stash. It wasn't safe to keep something as confidential as that in her room. Azenal would surely find them if she did.) Oh boy, would she be greeted with a nasty surprise once she opened that door! Hopefully, for her sake and possibly for everyone else's, she can lie quickly and convincingly if questioned. Or at the very least find some way or another to calm Azenal from the rage he would undoubtebly be feeling. For now, though, she was completely unaware of the situation at hand as she reached over to open her door.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 12:02 pm
Azenal held his breath slightly as he heard footsteps entering the passage to winter's door. His eyebrows furrowed as he stood near the door to her closet. As she opened the door he sighed quietly in relief that it was her, before rage filled him. His stature was menacing, but so was everything about him.
((His race is drow, or dark elf. I was thinking like half drow and half demon of some sort...))
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 1:18 pm
{Sounds good to me! biggrin }
Winter spotted Azenal almost immediately after walking in. She was shocked to see him there, but was able to make it look like mere faint surprise. She also had a knack for looking calm and serene even when Azenal was at his scariest. "Is there something you wanted from me?" she asked, as if she didn't aready know the answer.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 1:49 pm
At her questio, his expression grew darker. "What do I want from you? How about an answer!" He said getting louder. He wanted to to keep calm but his blood demanded answers. Which he would demand of her in return. His arms were crossed and the tail he himself didn't know he had flicked back and forth behind him agitatedly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 2:02 pm
"An answer? I'll need the question, in that case." Winter already knew what Azenal was asking, but she couldn't resist the urge to keep up the charade of cluelessness.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 2:18 pm
Azenal's expression turned into a glare. He wanted to yell and shout. To completely break everything. "What is in the village? Winter, what are you doing leaving all the time?! Or should I start calling you a wench!" He said trying to be calm which was the first sentence, then he got louder and louder.
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