- This topic has 276 replies, 7 voices, and was last updated 5 days, 11 hours ago by
.
-
Posts
-
since you described your character, I’ll describe mine next:
29 year old female, wearing a red shirt with short sleeves, a vest with a few pockets, long pants, combat boots, and a gray army cadet cap. She has dark brown hair which almost reaches her shoulders and vibrant green eyes. There are a few very faint stripes on her cheeks and arms; depending on the lighting in this labyrinth, they might be more obvious than in broad daylight. She has a combat knife that’s sheathed on her belt when it’s not in use. Doesn’t go anywhere without it and can sometimes be heard whispering to it about what she’s hunted.
Huntress
“Watch out! It bites!” came the voice again, and something leaped at me. On instinct, I swung my knife at it, and was surprised to hear the shattering of glass or porcelain instead of the usual noise of the blade connecting with flesh or wires.
Whatever it was, it was dead now, its pieces on the floor in front of me.
I looked up to see who the owner of the voice was. She wasn’t too clear in the fog, but I could tell she was taller than me despite being younger–closer to Sniper’s height–with pale braided hair and skin. She lacked stripes on her skin, Arcturan fur, or any tail or wings, so I could only assume she was either human or a human-adjacent hybrid like me.
“So you’re the voice I heard.” I said, since I really didn’t have much else to say. “Who are you, and what is this place?”
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
Uhm… wow… I haven’t gotten a chance to RP… :[
Prince Leander and Trisan
Trisan looks down at the daed creature. “Is- is that blood…?” He asked, then Barnes cut it open. Trisan turned away, the sound of him throwing up could be heard from the bush he had hid behind.
“Wow… what a scaredy cat!” Leander laughed. “What did you find?” Leander leaned closer to inspect. “Also, you could’ve used my hunter knife.” Leander unsheathed it to show them.
Trisan came back over, his mask almost falling off. He had put it back sloppily. “Why- who are you people anyway… the only person I know that is standing before me is Leander. And I would have much rather seen Princess Celestia in his place…” Trisan looked at Gabriel, he then looked down at Barnes. “But I do like your masks…” He said sadly.
“Wow! So you’ll acknowledge Celestia’s royal status! But not mine!” Leander raised his voice. “Yes.” Trisan said flatly.
“Can we hurry up, and get out of here? I want to continue hunting… and standing around cutting up a dead cat fish isn’t gonna help!” Leander tapped his foot impatiently. “I agree with Leander… I am at an awe that I just said that… But why are were wasting out time with this? It’s dead… and it looks like it will decay away any second… As if it’s been lying there for months.” Trisan took a step closer. Leander just realized that his eyes were closed, but for a brief moment he lifted one eyelid to pear down at it.
“Well… I do not wish to go hunting… I just want to find my way home… Does anyone know a way out of this maze…?” Trisan turned away.
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
@whalekeeper @the_lost-journal
The Protector —Gabriel
Gabriel looked from Leander and Cassius (or Trisan, he wasn’t sure what his real name was anymore) to the masked lady. Am I surrounded by idiots?!
He decided to start with addressing the lady. “No, I don’t have a taste for deep-fried cat. First, I don’t know what ‘deep-fried’ even is and second, you never eat monster flesh. You’ll get sick.” Then he swiveled around to face Leander and Trisan, pointing a finger at Trisan. “And you, screw your head on straight. We don’t need crazy people. Crazy people are the first ones to die.” Despite his annoyance, Gabriel’s voice remained the same even tone, showing no outward signs of his inward flustered thoughts.
Note: Since this monster is different from the ones Gabriel is familiar with, it’d be okay to eat it if our charries so choose, but I don’t think Gabriel will partake. Where he comes from, consuming monster flesh can cause sickness and even death, so he isn’t gonna risk it.
#MakeNahimTakeABreak
#AnduthForever (💕)Prince Leander and Trisan
Leander laughed at Gabriel’s calm outburst. “Believe me, I think his head is screwed too tight…”
Trisan frowned through his mask. “I assure you… I’m not insane… I don’t know how I go there. Or who you are…” Trisan looked at Leander. “And I don’t know why he is here either… I am honestly surprised that he hasn’t died yet.” Trisan said in a suffering tone. “I just wish I was back home… Sleeping in… or reading a book…” Trisan sighed.
“Wow! You’re super boring.” Leander said, picking ear wax out of his ear. “I wanna talk to Arnan!” Leander grabbed his knife. “Why wouldn’t you want to speak to that dunce? oh well… I’m fine with blacking out again for a couple hours… or days… or years… It’s actually quite frightening… If I black out, I may never wake up again. Arnan or Cassius may never black out to me… And I’ll be gone forever… That’s comforting to know…” Trisan sighed. Leander starred at Trisan… his smiled faded. He shook his head. “No! You’re just some crazy alternate persona that Cassius has made in his head! You don’t even exist! So it’s okay for me to do this.” Leander said… but he hesitated.
“Go on… Cut my arm… It’s fine.” Trisan held out his arm, he looked away as Leander sliced his arm… When he looked back, he saw his red blood trickling down onto his elbow… Trisan fainted from it… When he rose back up, he was wearing a comedy mask. It was very simple, and white. He looked down at his arm. “WOAH! Am I BLEEDING?!” Trisan starred down at his arm. “Wait! Did Trisan get himself cut! And then he blacked out! WOWZERS! What an idiot!” Trisan…? Laughed. “Nice to see you again, Arnan.” Leander smiled.
“HEYA! What’s going on?!?! Where am I?! Who are those people?!” Arnan pointed at the two masked figures. “I like their masks!”
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
Gabriel won’t outwardly show it, but currently his mind is confirming that he is, indeed, in the company of at least one insanity case.
#MakeNahimTakeABreak
#AnduthForever (💕)Oh yeah! Cassius is NOT normal 😄
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
I may introduce another character later, but here’s Ayla: Ayla is 15 years old, 5′ 7”, with long straight dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a dark cloak, which she wears in the hope that it makes her look mysterious. She is usually carrying a notebook and a pencil, as well as whatever she’s currently reading.
MARCIE! YOU MADE EGG SOUP!
Oh yeah! Cassius is NOT normal 😄
I have come to assume that characters either have a surprise breaking point, a heavily foreshadowed breaking point, or simply like to break all the time. I’m not surprised we have one of the latter.
I will make you lose The Game with me.
Ayla
Trapped in a labyrinth. TRAPPED IN A LABYRINTH. This was the best day of my entire life! Weird creepy vine walls, little elf guy, those oddballs in masks I’d seen…this was most assuredly a fantasy novel. Why would I want to escape? To avoid death, said a voice in my head. “Oh shut up, commonsense.” I was only fifteen, and as a rule, only parents die in the first chapter. I should have at least half a book. That settled, I bolted into the maze. Adventure awaited!
MARCIE! YOU MADE EGG SOUP!
Sorry for the delay, I’m on a car ride and we almost had to be towed.
Barnes
There was no knowing how many other creatures they would encounter along the way. On top of creatures, there could be obstacles of other kinds. The beauty of the place took off the edge, but that was more for the eyes and less for the body.
Barnes’ arm swung gently at her side. She cocked her head up to gaze at the twilight sky. “Deep-fried food is boiled in oil. It is real, gallivantin’ first class. Unfortunately there is no oil here.”
She looked back down at the ground and began pacing. She didn’t raise her voice towards the young man, although the two other boys still tittered in the background. “Second, I had no idea you were such an monster expert in this part of the world. Are you a native? Because if you were, you should have more information about this maze and I would love to hear your opinion.”
I will make you lose The Game with me.
I’m on a car ride and we almost had to be towed.
What happened??
MARCIE! YOU MADE EGG SOUP!
I went to watch a movie with an older friend of mine, and when my mum came to pick me up, the car wouldn’t start. We tried to jump start it, we waited for a tow truck, I got distracted by frogs… Turns out we jump started it incorrectly. It’s fine now. *Thumbs up*
I will make you lose The Game with me.
I was only fifteen, and as a rule, only parents die in the first chapter. I should have at least half a book.
The purest kind of logic, right there.
I will make you lose The Game with me.
OH MY AVOCADO! I AM SO SORRY! I w as like… “Why are they taking longer than usual…?”
I’m too impatientAnd now I know! I hope things are going well!!!!
Prince Leander and Arnan.
Leander starred at the Barnes, who was trying to converse. “Excuse me! I still haven’t gotten my questions answered!” Arnan waved his hand in front of Barnes face. “Who are you people?! And where am I?” He jumped back and looked around.
“They are… well he is the Protector.” Leander pointed at Gabriel. “I don’t know who she is.” Leander moved his point to Barnes. “oh! A mystery? If only Trisan was here! He is amazing at solving mysteries! And Cassius! He would just create more fun!” Arnan smiled. “Wow… you think highly of… them…?” Leander said, trying not to harm Arnan’s feelings by calling them “other personalities”.
“Yeah! I do! We once got to interview each other! Celestia organized it! She’s the best! What she did was write down our questions and answers, and then she would ask the next person! She somehow figured out to change us at will!” Arnan seemed really excited to talk about. “So… Celestia can manipulate you three…?” Leander seemed a little concerned.
“W-well when you p-put it like that…” Arnan stopped to think. “That sounds like a bad thing.” He frowned. “WAIT! YOU ARE SO CONFUSING! I thought you called Trisan a dummy, around five minutes ago!” Leander crossed his arms. “So why do you like him now?”
Arnan giggled. “I like insulting people!… as long as it doesn’t go too far…!” He said quickly
(Side note: No, Cassius does NOT switch between these three personalities every five seconds, I just wanted you all to get a chance to meet each one of them :3 He will be switching a lot less from now on ^-^… Unless someone figures out how to manipulate him… 😈 We already figured out how to change Trisan into someone else… BLOOD!)
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
woah! Glad you’re better now!… Why were you chasing frogs…? XD
and also, not hate or anything… but why did you spell “mom” as “mum” (just an observation ^-^ )
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
- You must be logged in to reply to this topic.