No hush he’s perfect

Pffff

Moth

“Only a matter of minutes. I thought maybe I hurt you. You must tell people about this before you spar with them. If not for your sake, at least for my nerves, please.”

how dare you

Wow, you’re fixing to assassinate Jasper already. XD Valid, valid.

My sweet golden child has done nothing wrong ever.

Not yet. I don’t want him to come off as perfect, because he has flaws, but it’s difficult to show them so far. He likes people too much right now.

Moth

Moth’s shoulders relaxed in relief, his antenna…[Read more]

Bryce

“Oh yeah, I’ll come along,” Bryce said, maintaining his casual look. Really, Bryce wanted to kick himself. There was a library, a big one, most likely packed with loads of information. And did he think to look there for information? No.

“Just give me a second.” He went over and picked up his throwing-sword, putting it back with…[Read more]

Moth

Moth stumbled back when Lucian pushed him. His antennae flattened into his hair. For a split moment, an unidentified feeling burned in him and there was a primal urge to push Lucian back. But the feeling drained away a split second later.

Ellis had collapsed; he was in Lucian’s arms, limp, as if unconscious. His eyes glistened w…[Read more]

She’s from the books called Glitch Society by a Christian author named Anna Travis! They’re fun little books to read.

Huntress

Mel giggled as she offered up the comics for Lucy and the rest of us to borrow.  “Mom and Dad are gonna be so surprised when they come home and see you guys.”

I wondered if she knew that this was just an illusion, that her mom and dad probably weren’t here.

Or was it?

I fingered the pages of the comic book…[Read more]

Grrrr I tried to write something earlier and Error 429 killed it.

Slackers

Hehehehe.

Bryce

“Mostly stuff about other kingdoms and their laws and cultures. I don’t know much about them,” Bryce said automatically, as if it were true. He put on a smile that was almost real and shrugged. “I’ll probably also brush up on sparring and sword…[Read more]

Hehe yaaayyyy. I enjoy trying to write funny things. I have to remember to be serious sometimes XDXD Also I’m sorry if this next rp seems extra weird, because I’m writing with what feels like half a braincell lol…

Bryce

Bryce shoved his sleeve farther down his arm, remembering at the last minute to cover the electronic watch on his…[Read more]

Bryce

Bryce frowned for a moment, then his eyes brightened in remembrance. He look over to the sword that had pathetically flopped off the dummy when he threw it at full force earlier. Then he gave a slow nod, his lips pressed together in a tight line. “Yeah,” he said. “I dropped it pretty hard.”

Bryce swept his mind for something…[Read more]

Ah! I remember Jack. Not much about him, but I do remember his vague aesthetic. It’ll be fun to watch this unfold.

Bryce

Bryce’s eyebrows raised. “Insane royals,” he repeated, mumbling. His eyes quickly threw glances at some of the boys in the room. Maybe it would be possible to take a few minutes sometime, and conjur some logical guesses of who the crazy ones were.

“Interesting. So, do you fall anywhere on the crazy scale?” Bryce asked, also u…[Read more]

Ooooh yayyy! He looks cool!

Bryce

Bryce’s head snapped in the voice’s direction. His eyes narrowed for a moment when he saw the boy, but he hastily refocused on appearing nonchalant. That boy has goat horns. 

He straightened, shrugging his shoulders. “Nah, I’m not crazy,” he said with a chuckle. “I was talking to no one- or, a…[Read more]

@loopylin @keilah-h @whaley

Gabriel

Gabriel dearly wished to be able to read well. The pictures looked beautiful to him, and he wanted to know what they said. But he couldn’t admit to the young girls that he couldn’t read. He was supposed to be their…[Read more]

Alright! I’ll try to write something in a bit and just throw him in somewhere lol! I’m thinking Bryce will probably be somewhere in the gymnasium too, where most of the other characters are.

Moth

Ellis and Moth tested each other for a minute or so. Neither boy knew the other’s style yet, so while they both attempted to attack, it was more of an effort to understand each other than win the bout.

Ellis had a confident, yet thoughtful way of wielding his sword. He had clearly practiced the same movements many times, but k…[Read more]

Oh okay! Nice! Those are good ideas. I think I’ll go with the one where he disguises as a prince, since I could maybe make that work with his character.

You know, looking at their chart, Lucian and Ari might actually get along pretty well if standing at the edge of the same room and watching people can be termed getting along. That or they’d quietly distrust each other. XD

Also, your drawings of Lucian and Ellis are adorable.

Lucille

Lucy stared at everything. Mel’s home didn’t look anything like hers, but most of the objects had some familiarity to them. They looked almost normal but made with weird shapes, colors, or with parts Lucy didn’t recognize. The television didn’t even look like a television – it was just a black square. State-of-the…[Read more]

That or a writing community. XD

@loopylin Lemme get some more college class stuff planned and then I’ll return to interact with Ellis

I’m dying over here. The one with Remi covered in plaster gives me a mini heart attack every time I look at it again. All of these are great.

Lucian is my precious baby and I love him even though I know very little about him

Aw Lucian. He and his brother seem to be different sides of the same coin. I like them.

 Loud bells/ringing

Interesting. Touche as well, but interesting.

Moth

Moth found a well-balanced rapier as well, tested the length, and strode over to the other side of the fencing strip. “How many points to win?”

Somewhere near enough to the Gymnasium for use in jousting lessons but not directly next to the gym.

Oh yes, we spammed you with a lot of notifs, I’m sure!

@koshka

Did Ari just call Jasper ‘Juniper’? I’m cackling

@whalekeeper @rae

Sniper

Mel handed three cheese sticks to Soldier, who ate ’em as ravenously as he did the first. She pointed out the various furnishings; I held back a chuckle as I realized she probably thought we weren’t familiar with all of it. (I don’t know…[Read more]

Lucian’s face was hard to interpret. Moth didn’t shy away from studying him longer than it was normal to do so.

The first time Moth had ever met a pair of siblings, they had been twins. These brothers did not look identical, and if Moth had to guess, Lucian looked older. His hair was a dirtier blond, and he had a mark on his f…[Read more]

I listen to certain songs on repeat when I’m writing something, to help focus. For this rp, I listen to Rule #39 – Lore by Fish in a Birdcage. I’ve listened to it an unholy amount of times and someone needs to stop me.

Moth

The gym was much larger than the dining hall. Light shone through the windows, and the wooden floor glowed. Wood beams laced together in the vaulted ceiling, high above their heads. Boys’ voices and footsteps echoed, and steel clashed against steel.

Young men were dualling and wrestling everywhere. They stood in pairs or in g…[Read more]

Gabriel Mai

Gabriel took the offered cheese stick, trying to open the packaging. It felt so weird to his fingers, smooth and cold without texture or the same crinkle as paper. He eventually ripped it open, but hated the texture of the cheese. It felt a bit slimy to him, but he didn’t want to offend Mel, so took a…[Read more]

Soldier

“Do you guys want a cheese stick?” Mel asked.

I stopped looking through a stack of paper on the table (it was a boring stack of paper anyway) and looked up. “Cheese stick?” I repeated. “Where?”

She gently pressed one into my palm. I bit it in half. Delicious. All too soon it was gone.

I shoved through the…[Read more]

Moth

“Yes, I do.”

Ellis was happy with that. The two boys jogged back to the academy, past trimmed hedges and trees, and back to the more open area where the gymnasium was.

The gymnasium sat behind the academy, so there was a bit of distance between the two buildings. Even though it was separate from the main building and much sma…[Read more]

Moth

“I am just looking for something to do with someone. This is a fun little mystery, but I would rather be with someone than go on an adventure by myself.”

Moth picked up the stick Ellis had dropped, which was a fine stick worth stealing. He twisted it idly like a baton. “I’ll follow you until you tell me I’m annoying.”
He might…[Read more]

in the end I decided not to bring it up lol

@loopylin @rae

Huntress

“Can we g…[Read more]

Did that leave you with more questions or answer some?

That answers enough questions. Although I guess I have one more. Is all this worldbuilding and character stuff new? I’m curious to know how the novella is coming along, what with this recent disclosing of information.

@loopylin @keilah-h

Yeah, it’s cool how many different ways the…[Read more]

Lucille

Lucy started, looking from Mel to the door. It had changed without the rest of them noticing. The stains of mud on the door made it look as if it belonged outside, pulled from a backyard or a porch.

Food sounded good. Lucy’s heart felt tired, in a good way, but that meant her body was tired too. She was a l…[Read more]

“I’ll call him Paul… Junior.”

Lucy inwardly cringed so hard when Mel said that

Moth

“Perhaps we have.”

There was always a little more land ahead to search, and Moth would search longer if he was the only one there. He would wander out of the grounds. But he was always too tempted to follow a trail after it faded. It was such a strange idea to think that he was tied to a boarding school now, of all thi…[Read more]

I like this concerned mom character.

I might one of these days! I think I shall set a goal to finish at least half of my WIP before joining any RPs though, because I will totally get distracted and abandon my story XD

Sounds like it was a pretty fun rabbit trail to go down though.

Speaking of rabbit trails, I was going to tell you – I started reading about changelings in folklore, and it’s been argued that changelings were an explanation for special-needs kids. I think that idea is so interesting and sad.

Ah. Makes sense. She has some wisdom. XD

(I very much overthought this question)

That’s valid. I just spent 20 minutes researching the Pre-Raphealite art movement because I was wondering if it would be a better term than “medieval” for costume design. Result: it would not.

AHHH! Felicity! She is such a fun character. I like her chart.

And I have no other coherent thoughts at the moment. Ummmm…

Would she like sky-diving?

Moth

“There you have it, then.”

They walked on, following where the trail might have gone.

There weren’t any other signs of disturbance. After a while longer, it seemed like a wild goose chase. No matter. A wild goose chase was something to do, anyway. Moth admired the landscape as they went.

Moth could explain what a robot is, but he doesn’t know very well himself.

Moth

The faerie continued walking. “It came with Lois Thorne. A quiet metal man, it was. Perhaps he commanded it to go into these gardens. I do not know why.”

Moth

“Ghosts can walk, although they cannot leave footprints. It might be a Neighbor, taking hold of a physical vessel. But that is unlikely. It is most likely a machine.”

Moth stopped short. “Ah, I remember. I saw a machine yesterday night.”

Moth

Moth collected some of the cotton-like fluff from the reeds and made a palm-sized nest on the ground. He laid the bird there. Then he started walking, speeding up to a quick stride. “You coming, Stormwatcher?”

I’m scared to ask because I don’t want you to be right

I won’t say anything, then.

Moth

Ellis voice had grown a touch uncomfortable. His eyes, which had glowed icy blue a minute ago, were scanning the reeds.
He could be right. This was just how nature worked. But the bird might have been killed unnaturally.
Moth went back to stu…[Read more]

Moth

“Why? Did you have a vision, just then? Was it…”

Moth stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the bird’s body. He picked it up and cradled it to his chest, brushing its head feathers with his fingers. The poor thing was still warm.