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As for Aria and Fen’s group… no idea…
What are your characters in that group like? I don’t know them too well.
Would they ever bring up Fenrys’ leg?
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Puck often has back spasms/pains sometimes that happen at random. They can last for just moments to hours (it’s due to the fact that eventually, he’s going to grow wings)
Later that could happen, if you’d like.
Ooh…that’d be interesting…🤔
As for the others, Hadassah is very skeptical of Viola. Rae doesn’t trust her either but is conniving and willing to use her (a clash of two wills if you please)
Uh oh…I see conflict coming on between Rae and Viola…😬😬😬
If Viola finds out about Hadassah’s shadow abilities that could lead to trouble as she and Hydra are already driven by power (hence their search for Bucky, their “weapon”)
Oof, yeah…😬😬😬
Would they ever bring up Fenrys’ leg?
Ehhhh…probably not, tbh. 😅 IDK…I could add in a villain or two that are from my American Revolution books, to stir up conflict, if you’d like??? 😅🤔😉
@freedomwriter76 I was actually thinking that about the villains!! Sorry I haven’t RPed I just don’t really feel like it rn but I might later
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@godlyfantasy12. Lemme get them in!!! 😉 I have two of them!!!! 😁 And you’re fine! I totally understand. Are you doing okay though…? If not, just know that you’re not alone…I’m here for you. 🥰
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@godlyfantasy12. First off, we have…!!!!
Name: Edward Nathaniel Cummings (Cummings)
Age: 36
Personality: Controlling, manipulative, vain, prideful, arrogant, only cares about himself, rough, cruel, sadistic, abusive
Looks: Black wavy hair, coal-colored eyes, pale skin. Wears an 18th century purple coat over a white linen undershirt with a fluffy collar (look up 18th century men’s clothing), tan breeches, white stockings, and black 18th century men’s shoes with the gold buckle on top. (look up 18th century men’s shoes with buckles). Carries a fancy walking stick to show off his wealth. Also wears an ornate sword that his father gave him for his 18th birthday on his right hip and a whip on his left hip.
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@godlyfantasy12. And second!!! (thinking about a redemption arc for this one…🥰)
Name: Raymond Isaiah Blaketon
Age: 25
Personality: Highly intelligent, rough, secretly a very broken/traumatized young man, quiet, protective, strong, courageous, generous to the poor
Looks: Red, wavy hair, hazel eyes, pale skin, has freckles. Wears an 18th century blue coat over a white linen undershirt, tan breeches, and tall, shined boots. Has an 18th century scabbard on his left hip.
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@godlyfantasy12. OH…I forgot…🤦🏻♀️ I also still have Vlad/Nadya as well! 😂
@freedomwriter76 OOH!!
ok…I kinda wanna out in Benji…
I still haven’t introduced Nyx’s kids, but I will. When I do maybe they can meet Vlad and Nadya? Or meet up with one of the already made groups?
as for Benji…. Maybe he meets one of the villains all by his lonesome 😱
He isn’t currently on the journey with the rest of the group, but I can just say it’s cuz the “Castle” brought him there lol
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#ProtectSebYea I’m gonna add him XD
SO!
Benjamin (Benji) Mingan Beowulf
“Runt of the litter,” baby Benji is usually the one left running far behind trying to catch up, toy in hand, while the others are off playing games or having adventures.
Innocent but rascally, Benji can get himself into quite a bit of mischief if no one is around to watch him, but it’s not always on purpose.
Usually it’s due to misunderstandings, oftentimes brought on due to cultural differences or things that…well…baby Benji just doesn’t understand yet.
He’s very close to his older brothers, though they do love to tease him, and oftentimes they end up on babysitting duty.
Caden and Fenrys don’t mind, though Lucien usually pouts about it (but in truth he adores the little stinker.)
His “Uncle” Nyx has also watched over him a many time, giving to his more…mischievous side.
Nyx would never admit the extreme fondness he has for the youngest Beowulf either.
In truth, while he can get into a bit of trouble, Benji is your average sweet little boy, carrying much of his mother’s bright-eyed innocence into things, and his father’s large heart.
Appearance: He has soft black hair (it looks sorta like in the top picture above except it’s pitch black like his father’s), bright blue eyes and pale skin like his father’s.
His wolf form is black and very dark gray. The markings aren’t distinguished yet because he’s still very much in puppy form.
Notes: Also…this might be useless information but…he’s a bedwetter, and well…
Anyone ever had a puppy before?
Yea 😅
Age: 5-6
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#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76 imma go ahead and RP as Benji and then if u want you can have someone run into him.
Benji
Benji’s small paws padded against the cold stone floor, making his fur shudder. He gave a small whimper, nose twitching.
A hinge squawked, making him jump, ears plastering to the sides of his head. He yelped, tail tucking between the tiny pup’s legs as he backed into the wall nearby.
He lowered to the ground, burying his head into his paws.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the small pup was gone, replaced with the human flesh and clothing of the boy Benji often saw every day in the mirror.
He sniffled, curling up on the ground, hugging his knees to himself.
“Atsi…? Doda…?” He whimpered, tears falling down his cheeks into his tiny shirt. “Where are you?”
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#ProtectSebI’m thinking maybe Benji can meet Edward or Raymond (or both? Do they work together??)
this is the first time we’ve ever had a good character meet a villain all by their lonesome…
much less a tiny good character 😂
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Vance
Bren stopped struggling as I held the knife close to his neck.
“R-Ronnie…?”
“It’s alright Bren,” His brother said, though his face expression said otherwise. “It’s…it’s gonna be alright.”
He turned his attention to me, glaring. “Let. My. Brother. Go!”
“Not until you tell me where those two boys are,” I snarled.
“We don’t know! We haven’t seen them!” Lily cried.
I glared, the knife inching closer, though not close enough to quite hurt Bren. But it did make him whimper a bit.
Aaron let out a cry. “No! We’re telling the truth! I promise!”
I stared at the brother, searching for any doubt, any sign that he was lying. To my disappointment, I found none in his terror filled eyes. Likewise in the other’s eyes. Just horror and terror.
I felt a small, very small stab of guilt, but I brushed it off quickly.
One of the men glanced from me to Bren to his other companions.
“Listen…if we put up our weapons…will you let go of Bren? Whoever it is you’re looking for…we haven’t seen them. We’re only looking for our friends…we haven’t seen anyone else in this place. But let Bren go…and we’ll put up our weapons. I promise.”
I thought for a long moment, biting my lip, letting the knife lower from Bren, but still held it in my fist.
How can I use them to find…those boys?
(Hey godly, if you’re not okay with this, or not ready, then just ignore this part of the RP)
I looked up, my eyes glinting. I smirked, as I watched their expressions change.
“No…” I cast a look over my shoulder. “You can put up your weapons…or you can keep them…I don’t much care. Because I won’t be here. And I’m taking Bren with me. If you want him back, you’ll find those boys for me…and we’ll make a trade.”
With that, I reached in my pocket, threw down the picture of Matthew and Asher, and before they could react, I picked up the small boy with ease, and escaped down the long hallway.
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@godlyfantasy12. @lightoverdarkness6. AHHH, BRENNNN!!!! 😱😱😱
VANCE!!! 😡😡😡💢💢💢
Anywhooo…GODLY, BENJI IS JUST THE CUTEST!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!! 😍😍😍😍😍
There’s at least one moment when Raymond and Cummings (kind of, lol) work together, so I’ll place them together for the castle. 😉
It’s really Cummings that Benji needs to watch out for…😨
Raymond
“How did we get stuck in this forsaken place?” Cummings muttered, walking behind Raymond.
Raymond shrugged, turning around to face his comrade. “Not sure, Mr. Cummings. Perhaps we were kidnapped.”
Cummings laughed. “I find that hard to believe, Captain. Besides, if we were, as you say, kidnapped, wouldn’t we be inside of a cell or something like it?”
Raymond slowly nodded, turning back around. “I suppose you are right, Cummings. Maybe we are not kidnapped. But what other explanation is there?”
A soft voice and a whimper sounded, and Raymond stopped in his tracks. He turned to face Cummings again. “Did you hear that?”
Cummings shrugged. “I did…sounds like a child. Likely with his parents. We shouldn’t-”
“But he could be alone, Mr. Cummings. And if he is-”
“Then we shall leave him that way. We have no need of a child. It will only slow us down. I thought the Royal Navy was supposed to toughen men, not make them soft and caring.”
Raymond turned on his heel.
What in the world did this Edward Cummings know about the Royal Navy?
He knew absolutely nothing.
“Even if you don’t want to help, I have more of a conscience than you, sir, and I intend to make sure that this child is not alone.”
He marched away, following the direction of the sound, and found that Cummings had indeed followed him.
Hmm…the man didn’t want to be alone in this place, that much was obvious.
Raymond entered another room, making sure his footsteps were quiet.
A small figure was curled up against the wall, knees up to his chest, face buried in his clothing.
Raymond took a step towards him, and the boy looked up and let out a quiet scream, fear filling his bright blue eyes.
Raymond smiled softly. “Wait…wait…I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”
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Aaron
“BREN!” Aaron screamed, watching in horror as this man disappeared with his brother.
Before anyone could stop him, his feet were moving, his body rocketing down the hall.
But…it was too late.
The stranger…was gone.
Bren was gone.
Aaron’s heart plummeted, stomach churning.
No…no, no, no!
This couldn’t be happening… it couldn’t be!
He’d lost his brother…
His baby brother…
Oh Bren…
Tears streaked down his cheeks.
What would the man do to him? H-How would they find him in this place?!
He placed his hand on one of the walls, using it for support as his legs went numb.
He’d lost his brother…
What would his mother think…
His father, should they find him?
What kind of…future king allows their own sibling to be kidnapped?
“Aaron!” Lily called, running up to him from behind.
Aaron squeezed his eyes shut, sucking in a heaving breath. He couldn’t imagine what was going through Bren’s mind at that moment…
The fear…
His baby brother was so innocent. So full of life.
If he got hurt…
Aaron’s fist clenched against the wall.
“Aaron…” Lily said, placing her hands on his shoulders. “We’ll find him. I promise, we’ll find him.” Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him, embracing him in a warm hug.
Aaron slowly relaxed into it, turning around and returning it.
They reminded him of his mother’s hugs, soft, gentle. Comforting.
“Lily’s right.” Elias said, “We’ll find him.” He held up the picture the man had thrown down in his hands. “I don’t know what he has planned for these two, but I definitely know we shouldn’t help him. But maybe these two young boys can still help us find your brother.”
Aaron looked up at him, and then at the picture in his hand. He nodded slowly.
He’d find his brother…if it was the last thing he ever did.
Bren
“Aaron!” Bren screeched for the millionth time, waving his arms wildly at the man who held him. “Let me go! Put me down!”
The man growled in annoyance, trying his best to continue cradling the ever moving boy.
“Stop squirming!” He said, glaring at Bren as he tightened his grip.
“No! Let me go! I want my brother!” Bren sniffed, realizing his eyes were now wet as a few tears escaped.
“Too bad, we don’t always get what we want, kid.” The man smirked, running into a doorway that led to a dark hall.
Bren whimpered as the darkness grew, overtaking the two as the man slowed to a walk.
Bren stopped struggling, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to ward off the feeling the dark gave him, mixed with the eery silence.
He hated the dark…he hated the quiet…
He curled into a ball, and in doing so, further into the man’s arms.
“Would you stop moving?” The man sighed.
Bren sniffled. He slowly opened his eyes, looking up. “W-What’s your name?” He asked, trying to fill the void of silence.
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BREN!!! AARON!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭
@godlyfantasy12. @lightoverdarkness6. Not sure if there’s anyone for them to meet, but I’m gonna RP as Alex&Madelene. 😉Madelene
“Do you think the others are around?”
Madelene shrugged, turning to her young friend with a soft smile. “I don’t know…maybe. Let’s hope Ryo isn’t here though…I’d imagine he wouldn’t like this place.”
Alex bit her lip. “I hope he’s safe…I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if he got hurt.”
Madelene laid a hand on Alex’s shoulder. “Don’t worry…if he is here, he’s probably here with Steve or Bucky.”
“Or Loki…and I trust him with Ryo too.”
Madelene nodded. Smiled. “Exactly. So even if he is here, and he may not be, he’s safe. Now, come on, should we get moving?”
Alex nodded and grinned, brushing her black hair behind her ear. “Let’s do this.”
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