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RP IDEAS...AND OTHER THINGS Well, if you want to know about me, you can check my profile. I intend to use this journal to write stories, poems, whatever piece of writing that I feel inspired to record...feel free to comment about them. But, please, do not swear when you do.


Jade_NightWarrior
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Back from the dead...
Princess Eve, daughter of Lord Vastes, Demon Lord of one of the most powerful kingdoms in the Underworld, was chained up against a wall, heavily injured and exhausted. It had been hours since the guards had come to pry information from her. They didn't know who she really was. And if they knew, they would try to use her as a bargaining chip to gain control of her family's kingdom. Her father was no longer the Lord of that land, she reminded herself, but her brother would not hesitate to try to rescue her and she could not have that. True, she had exiled herself from her home and family, and true, she had become a tool for conquest for another Lord, but she had never directly tried to affect her family with her actions. She spat some blood in front of her, and smiled bitterly, remembering how everything had started...

She had always been very obedient to her father, and did anything that would please him and make him proud of her. Until the day...he came...(Guy's name). Even though she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself, for she was a very adept warrior, her father had decided to hire a body guard for her. She had come of age and the time of Choosing was coming for her. She would soon have to Choose a mate among the many prospects that were presented to her. She didn't like any of them. But tried her best to get to know them and allowed herself to be wooed. He (the body guard) was in charge of keeping her safe. Many other demons also wanted to claim her for themselves since her father was very powerful. Many other demons wanted to use her to hurt her father. Many times he saved her life. For even though when she had fought her attackers, she acknowledged that she could not have done it alone. He and she grew to respect each other, and a friendship grew between them. She would spar with him to become stronger, and to help him look after herself. The one day came when they realized they had fallen in love with each other. When her father learned about her feelings for her body guard, he had quietly disposed of the body guard. One day he had bid her goodnight and had kissed her, and declared his love for her, and the next day he was gone, and had disappeared without a trace.
Eve was not naive and knew something had happened to him, and asked her father what had happened to him. Her father told her the truth: he had sent him in a suicide mission. A mission no one would survive. And had done it to keep him away from her. Eve was enraged and heartbroken, and killed her own father. The Lord had not expected his daughter to react in such a way, nor had he known she could be so strong. Next thing he knew, he was lying on a pool of his own blood, the wound on his heart not healing, and his daughter walking away from him with the most cold demeanor he had ever seen her have. She had used a very ancient spell, one he did not know about and he died of it, his wound never closing and his heart bleeding out. Eve was declared an enemy of the estate and a traitor to the family, and was exiled from the kingdom. Of course, she escaped but not before telling her brother what had happened. He had allowed her to escape and told her he would love her no matter what. She changed her name to Phoenix. She tattooed a black phoenix that entwined her right arm, and was known for her cold blue eyes. Her heart grew cold. She became an assassin for another Lord in a far away land. And killed and did what she was commanded to do with no remorse. Eve had died with her love. And Evanna had been born from that grief, anger and pain. A cold enchantress, and assassin known for her fighting skills and her abilities with dark arts.


'And that's how I ended up here...' she thought as she coughed, wincing at how much her ribs hurt from the action. She spat blood again and laughed bitterly. She had killed some many of her Lord's enemies smoothly and cleanly. Never had she failed at her tasks...until the night before. She had been sent to kill a young general. He was described to be a genius war general, very prestigious and highly respected. She remembered how she had sneaked into the general's bedroom, and how she had scoffed mockingly at the security of the place. She had slipped in easily and had underestimated the guards and the general himself. She was getting ready to stab him with her cursed blade when he turned around and in the moonlight, she was able to see who he was...she gasped loudly and dropped the blade to the floor. It clattered loudly and the general woke up, the room came alight immediately and the general stood in front of her, with a sword in his hand pointing it at her.
"(guy's name)..." she said out loud, with shock, "How...?...You're not dead!"
She heard the guards coming and immediately she tried to escape through the window but the general cast a spell that immobilized her.

She had been brought to a dungeon and they had known she was an assassin for her attire. They had tortured her and beat her continually from that night, during the next day and afternoon. They wanted to know who was her employer and who she was, but she would not say anything. She kept silent because she had to protect her employer and her true identity. But the major reason she kept her silence was her shock over the fact that HE was NOT dead and did not seem to recognize her at all. 'Why didn't he recognize my voice? Did he forget about me or are my eyes deceiving me, and this general is simply similar to HIM?' she thought.
At that moment, the door to her cell opened. If she had not been weak and the chains had not been reinforced with a binding spell, she would have tried to escape. But she was too weak and the cell had a spell that drained her magical energy so she could not use her magical abilities to escape or fight, and the chains would not break. She looked up and gasped out loud as she saw HIM coming into the cell, with a few guards behind him.
He was still handsome and strong, and carried the same air of dignity she had always admired on him. But he seemed more ominous and powerful. And she noticed there was no hint of recognition when he looked directly into her eyes...

((So obviously my character's love interest survived somehow and is back, but cannot remember her nor his life as a body guard...choose a name for him please...and let's see how this rp plays out!))

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