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@katthewriter
XD that time when you try to refer to your characters as a traumatized something-or-other and then you realize they’re all traumatized.
@esther-c @loopylin @princesachronicle22
Okay, then.
I’m gonna stick the gang in. *mischievous plotting*Uh, I guess here’s character descriptions, for context/fun?
(I’m working on a drawing of these guys so you know what they look like XD, I’m bad at physical descriptions.)Character #1: Teilo (pronounced like Taylor but without the r)
O’Muirynn(insert adoptive last name)
Description: Human. Ex-prince. Adopted brother of Evander and Ingrid. Has ice powers. Is confusion. Can be very anxious. Is reserved. Struggles letting others take charge. Tends either to be very decisive or very indecisive. Needs to have a plan. Loyal to the point of his detriment.Character #2: Evander (insert last name).
Description: Human. Oldest of this group, I think. Brother to Ingrid and Teilo. Struggles with his pride. Is a more of a make it up as you go sort of guy. Can be overconfident in his ability to handle things.Character #3: Ingrid (insert last name)
Description: Human. She is my least developed character so I’m not entirely sure what to put here, heh. She likesCharacter #4: Derek
Description: Wisp (Will-o-the-Wisp, or my story’s version of them). Snarky. Thief. Has an apathetic attitude. He cares a lot about people, but never reveals that to others because he believes they will use that against him. Can be rude in an effort to push others away. Fakes it till he makes it.Character #5: Luca
Description: (Insert Species Name) My sister says he looks like a frog XD but he’s not. He’s the youngest of the group. He’s very sociable. He really dislikes being alone. He takes things literally. He loves puns. Whoever he becomes friends with he will stick to like glue.I’d like Teilo, Evander, and Luca to be together, and I’d like Derek and Ingrid to be together.
I don’t know what rooms there are and who’s all in them, so I’m just gonna make one up and hope it exists. XD"...I did not say to the seed of Jacob, 'Seek Me in vain..."
(Part of) Isaiah 45:19I don’t know what rooms there are and who’s all in them, so I’m just gonna make one up and hope it exists. XD
We all do that. XD If you make it, it exists. The castle has no map or boundaries.
🎵It takes a long time to wait 🌻
@katthewriter Traumatized soldier boy……You just described like literally half of my favorite characters, lol.
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
@mineralizedwritings @princesachronicle22 @godlyfantasy12 @loopylin
Allen
“I’m Dante, the short one is Ellie, this one here’s Serin, that’s Layson and his kid, and the grumpy raincloud trying to leave is Corvina.” the one-eyed one explained.
Corvina, the shadowy one, didn’t seem all too happy about being called a “grumpy raincloud.”
“I see.” Allen couldn’t stop staring at Serin’s ears. They were sorta pointy……very strange.
“What species are you?” he asked. “You resemble my kind, as well as several others…..but your ears….”
(poor guy has no idea what’s going on, lol)
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
Hey! So sorry it took so long!!!! It’s been a crazy few day’s
UVAH
Uvah stared at the group that had just burst through the door. Her surprised seemed to be mirrored on most of the other faces. A girl at the front said “Oh!” Then she smiled and came forward. “Hello! I’m Jocelyn! Though, you can call me Lyn if you like.”
She stuck out her hand, and Uvah pursed her lips slightly, confused. Did she stick her hand out too? Was this a greeting? The girl put her hand down, then she tilted her head and shrugged. “Ah…sorry about the door…we got stuck for a moment.” Jocelyn, or Lyn, stared at the wood littering the ground. Uvah stared with her, it was quite the display. Had they really been trapped in there? She hadn’t seriously considered the whole -being kidnapped thing- until now. Was this castle dangerous?
“Who are you?” A man said, and she rose her eyes to meet his suspisicous gaze.
A girl next to him placed a hand on his shoulder and whispered “Ty…” His name perhaps?
Finally shaking off her shock, Uvah opened her mouth, ready to introduce herself properly. Then a loud cough followed by an obnoxious voice from the back of the group said, “forgetting someone?”
The woman that had first introduced herself turned to the man, who Uvah finally saw as the group shifted from him. He was tall with dark hair and an annoyed yet haughty expression on his face. (that’s what he looks like right?)
Those around the man just glared at him and he huffed, indignant. “Really…and after everything I’ve-” He cut off as Jocelyn shoved through the people to get to him. She seemed to be staring at something the man was holding.
“Put. Him. Down.” The girl growled fiercely. Uvah’s eyes widened in surprise at the woman’s anger and in confusion of the situation. She edged closer, trying to decipher what they meant.
The tall man raised his eyebrows and looked at the small thing he held. “I’m not hurting him. Just didn’t want you to leave him is all!” His tone was almost teasing rather than reassuring.
“Give him to me!” Jocelyn snapped. What was in the bundle? Was it alive? She peered at it. Though it was hard to see the thing clearly as the group crowded in, she was tall enough to mostly be able to see over them.
The man looked at all the people around him and shrugged, slowly, ever so slowly, handing over the bundle. Uvah could see Lyn’s shoulders visibly relax as she held the thing to her chest, but as she turned slightly she saw intense worry in the woman’s face. She was nearly in tears. Looking at one of the men she said, “Grimm…please…” but he just shook his head as if not knowing what he could do.
Looking at the object the girl held, Uvah finally noticed small ears poking out. An animal of some kind. Her eyes lit with understanding and she touched the shoulder of the nearest person. Looking at Jocelyn, she cleared her throat, “excuse me, is he hurt?”
The group’s attention shifted to her. Lyn was the first to nod. “I’m Uvah, a healer.” She said calmly. Approaching tentativly, she opened her satchel. Then Uvah reached out a hand.”May I?”
The girl craddled the small creature to her chest protectively, then looked down at him. Her shoulders sagged. Finally she nodded hesitantly and gently handed the bundle over to Uvah. Her experiance with animals was limited but she had worked on many before, some as practice. But she would at least see what was hurting the poor thing.
She held the animal carefully in two hands, heading for the table inside the room. Shifting him to one arm, she pushed stuff forward on the table in an effort to clear it. Laying him down, she noticed that blood had seeped into the cloth around him. Uvah put her open bag down to rifle through it, trying to judge which herbs to give him.
Laying out some basics she looked to Jocelyn and asked, “what kind of creature is he?” She hadn’t ever seen this kind of animal before. Which was strange. Veynavere housed possibly the most knowledge records in all of Ohven, but it was also definately possible that she had simply missed seeing it in her studies.
She watched the animal as his small chest moved shakily up and down. He had small bandages wrapped around his body, but they weren’t stopping the spots of blood from oozing through. She soflty rubbed some pain reliever near the wounds, knowing the animal would struggle with her treatment less if he didn’t hurt as much.
Uvah kept working, hoping she’d be able to help the frail looking creature.
Sorry, I never mean for them to be so long XD
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Ooh those characters sound interesting! *mishevious smile in response to your plotting*
I have a few that I’d be happy to add so they can interact! And yes any rooms can randomly exist if you want them to, this castle is pretty magical 😉
Yes, add all of those characters!! Do they need people to interact with?
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@princesachronicle22 @loopylin @keilah-h
“I’m Dante, the short one is Ellie, this one here’s Serin, that’s Layson and his kid, and the grumpy raincloud trying to leave is Corvina.” the one-eyed one explained.
Layson stifles a laugh at the term, ‘grumpy raincloud.
“I see.” Allen says.
“What species are you?” he asked. “You resemble my kind, as well as several others…..but your ears….”
Layson looks over towards Serin. Maylee stares warily at Corvina.
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
@loopylin @lightoverdarkness6 @freedomwriter76 @godlyfantasy12
Tauren walks with the others into a dark room. Turning back towards Lesli, paused at the door, he shrugs. She eyes the room warily but follows the others. Large paintings stand on the walls, with portraits of various people.
“Ah!” Tauren jerks back, finding himself staring into his own eyes. “Woah!”
Tauren reaches out to touch the painting, but a strange tingle of fear running uo his arm prevents him, and he lowers his hand.
“Wierd.” Lesli says, noticing herself in the painting next to Tauerns.
Tauren looks over at Lesli, wearing a mix of disgust and fascination on his face.
“I don’t like this place.”
“Me neither.” lesli says, walking around the room.
“I hope he’s all right, wherever he and his sister are.”
Lesli walks to Carter, who stares at a curtained painting. Lesli watches him walk off with his sister before looking past the curtain herself.
“Oh!” She stares at the curly haired boy in the picture. “Kaine…”
“Kaine was here?”
“Was.”
Tauren sighs. “I’ll never know what to make of everything. Look, there’s Layson and Maylee.”
“Really?” Lesli furrows her eyebrows. “There here too?”
“No curtain, so I suppose they’re here right now.”
“Oh… I suppose we might see them then.”
“Maybe.”
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
@loopylin @mineralizedwritings @freedomwriter76 @godlyfantasy12
Matthew
After introducing everyone to the three new comers, the now fairly large group of old and new friends started to converse and laugh along with each other as we walked, sharing stories from previous adventures in the castle.
I furrowed my brow in surprise that a few of my friends had been here multiple times. I shuddered.
This castle is almost…alive.
Suddenly, the hall came to a crossroads. Everyone stopped, wondering which way to go.
I stepped back a bit, noticing a few questioning looks my direction, as I was one of the people at the front of the group, giving those who glanced at me a look that said, “Don’t look at me! I’m not a leader…”
I stared down at my shoes, feeling the familiar shadows creeping into my mind, yet I didn’t try hard to fight them off.
…I’m a failure.
Carmen walked up to the front, saying, “It’s not like it really matters.” She pushed open the left door. “Let’s go this way.” she said, smiling. She walked through the door. Carter followed close behind her, and I behind him.
The room was dimly lit with a few candles high up in mounted candle sticks.
I gazed up at the candles, wondering who had lit them and how they were still lit. Then I shook my head and smiled wryly.
It’s a mystical castle. It’s probably some magic candles which have been lit for thousands of years.
My neck started to ache from looking up for so long, so I let my head slowly hang back down. I brought up my hand and rubbed the back of my neck.
Then I realized that everyone was gaping at something on the walls. Stepping closer, I scrutinized the object on the wall. It was a painting of a figure.
Squinting, I leaned in close, my eyes slowly becoming accustomed to the dim lighting.
I smiled a little.
“G-g-guys! I-it’s just a m-mirror. Just a mir–”
I started violently, looked at the figure again, and then gasped, eyes widening. The figure in the so called “mirror” didn’t move when I did. Instead, it stayed perfectly still, mournful eyes boring into me.
I stared at it. It was a painting of…me.
How did this castle get a painting of me?!
My eyes began to scan the rows of photos, painting after painting of people. Carter, Simon, Carmen, Lyla, Tauren, Milo. And many others.
I brought my attention back to my portrait. I stared at it for a moment. I noted every detail, astounded at the realistically. But what struck me the most was the eyes. So sad and…without hope. Filled with the failure that the figure truly knew.
I flinched, the memories of harsh words flooding into my mind. The shouting and…stuttering.
I squeezed my eyes shut against the tears that threatened to overflow. Then I sank down, my hands over my face, and crouched against the stone wall.
And let the memories play over and over in my mind.
(Ughhhh!!!!! That was so hard to write. He goes through a lot, my poor baby. What happened in those memories is how he gets his stutter 😭😭😭😭)
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MATTHEW!!!!! *Tries to crawl through the computer to get into the castle and comfort him*
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:A portrait room with everyone who’s been and is in the castle? That’s so cool!!!
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@princessachronicle22
MATTHEW!!!!! *Tries to crawl through the computer to get into the castle and comfort him*
Ikr!? My sweet boy 😭😭😭 Aww, he would probably love that. That is, after getting over the shock of seeing you pop up out of nowhere 😅. Lol!! Yep, these darn devices. *Shakes fist at computer*
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Totally!! *laugh sobs*
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:- Rank: Chosen One
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@godlyfantasy12. I’m finally back! XD
Also…with everything that we do to our charries…aren’t we ALWAYS the bad guys…technically? xD
Riker
Riker followed close behind Fin and Jezyk, with a hand softly on November’s back, quietly leading him down the hall.
They ascended the stairwell, and, reaching the top, they heard voices. “Ah, there you are. You’re finally here.” Hans mused.
Riker and November stepped off the stairs last.
Hans’ eyes roved over the two of them, before turning back to Fin. “Thank goodness those stupid sub-humans are gone.”
Fin crossed his arms. “Too bad you didn’t do the same.”
Hans’ eyes narrowed. “…Excuse me!?”
Riker instinctively inched closer to November, ready to protect him if he had to.
“Sirs, if we ever hope to get anywhere, we probably shouldn’t fight. That is…unless we’re planning on staying right here for the rest of the night.” Erich suddenly said, stepping in between the two officers with an easy smile, removing his hat and slicking back his bright blonde hair.
Hans’ eyes narrowed.
Dietrich
“Please…you can tell me.”
Dietrich looked into her bright brown eyes, knowing he felt ashamed, knowing that what he had done to Paxton was wrong, but also knowing that…deep inside…he just wanted someone to talk to and listen.
Dietrich ran his tongue across his teeth, keeping his mouth shut, glancing over at Adolphus, who was too ashamed to even look up, and turned to face Arabella again. “…You don’t want to hear about this…”
“Of course I do…I asked, didn’t I…?” Arabella whispered softly, keeping her hand away since he had flinched, but she smiled warmly.
Dietrich bit his lip, but slowly, his mouth opened again.
And in rushed whispers…he told her everything about what they had done to Paxton…everything that he could say before he was too overcome by tears to say much more.
“I-I-I-I’m s-s-sorry…” He finished, gaze falling again as tears coursed fiercely down his cheeks.
@freedomwriter76 @mineralizedwritings @loopylin @esther-c @princesachronicle22 @lightoverdarkness6 @esther-c so sorry I haven’t RP-Ed recently yall!! Just haven’t been feeling it! I will hopefully RP later this afternoon if that’s ok with everyone 😅 again I apologize
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