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Jan 16, 2018 1:10:46 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:10:46 GMT -5
lol. I think this is the first time I've seen something like this on these forums.))
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 1:14:06 GMT -5
yeah me too lol. I reported it. but maybe we could buy some fake death certificates. never know when that could come in handy?  ) |
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Jan 16, 2018 1:15:57 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:15:57 GMT -5
Sure is a big market for those on these forums. lol. probably a bot just joining all the proboard hosted sites and posting that.))
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 1:20:04 GMT -5
yep. but heyyy its gone already so yay)
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 1:21:03 GMT -5
(and sorry, I haven't been on all day so I have a ton of things to reply to. once I get them all done I'll come back here and reply)
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Jan 16, 2018 1:22:32 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:22:32 GMT -5
It's fine. I've just been napping all afternoon lol.))
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:26:05 GMT -5
Name: Freymundur
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Eyes: The big reason he can stay hidden as a graceling is that while normally gracelings have heterochromic eyes, he lost his right eye in a serious street fight some years ago, leaving him with only one eye which is dark brown.
Description: Freymundur stands at 6'1" with pale, somewhat freckled skin and light strawberry blonde hair. He usually keeps his hair long and braided down his back.
Personality: Frey is very reclusive and doesn't like big crowds of people or busy city streets but he spends a lot of time in them since pickpocketing is currently the only way he knows how to make money and keep on living. He's a bit morally ambiguous and it can make him come off as cold and uncaring about others, selfish and arrogant, but it's mostly since he's not the best at socializing. When he tries he can be charismatic.
Grace: He can generate and control lightning.
Are you working for the king or free: Free and hidden, for now
Job/Position: Thief
Other:
SN: Plague Doctor
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Post by brissflight on Jan 16, 2018 1:30:28 GMT -5
𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 @brambletoe lol what time is it for you guys rn ))
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Jan 16, 2018 1:33:59 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:33:59 GMT -5
It's almost 1 am lol.))
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 1:36:20 GMT -5
(adding you! and 12:32 for me. wbu?)
Once Tristan was in a bed, Hava rushed to Vetiver, filled with shock at what had just happened. "Vetiver, I-I'm so scared. What if I can't save him?" She whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. Her hands were shaking. She knew she needed to get to work as soon as possible, but she needed to compose herself first.
The king stumbled backwards, "How dare you point a sword at me?! Your king." He asked, baffled. Alejo had always been his most faithful servant. He looked around and screamed for his guards. Someone had to stop Alejo--he was going crazy.
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 1:38:11 GMT -5
(okay quick question: I've been watching the show vikings lately and I realy want to start a viking RP. good idea or nah? I have a problem where any time I watch a show/movie or read a book I want to start an RP about it haha)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:38:14 GMT -5
(i doubt a princess could do much so XD.)
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Post by brissflight on Jan 16, 2018 1:38:19 GMT -5
ah it's 12:37 am for me ))
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:38:43 GMT -5
(i have the same problem. just don't have the drive to actually do it.)
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 1:38:57 GMT -5
heyyy we're all in the same timezone)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:40:33 GMT -5
(it's 1:39 am for me i am an hour later than you.)
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Post by brissflight on Jan 16, 2018 1:42:41 GMT -5
𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 it really depends on if you can keep up with it i mean i think you should do it as long as you don't get stressed with it lol )
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 1:46:08 GMT -5
(I think I could. Do yall think people would join it? and wait! are you not in america golem?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:49:28 GMT -5
(it is kinda sad no one wants to roleplay helping the king.)
Luna screamed as the sword was pointed at her dad but she decided best not to intervene and ran to find her mother in the crowd of people. "Mother! Mother!" She called as she pushed through the people this was her way of dealing, if her father was going to die she did not wish to see it, instead she wanted to be with her mother so she could grieve in peace. Not the most caring thing she could do but she was but a simple princess, not strong, no grace and no way to help. She was a damsel in distress.
(omg why did i make this sound so sad XD)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:50:33 GMT -5
(thanks ^^ it's 1:45am for me. A viking RP would be cool I love that show, Freymundur was originally meant to be a viking character)
Frey walked out of the busy marketplace, stashing a couple coinpurses into his inner coat pocket that he had nicked from unsuspecting passerbys. He went around to an alley that was still in view of the main street and sat down off to the side on a set of stairs. He felt tempted to count the money he had stolen but it was too soon for that, he'd likely get caught. Other than the coinpurses his pocket was stuffed with other fabric to muffle the sound of the coins whenever he moved.
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 1:59:34 GMT -5
(( making new rps is always a good idea ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ))
Vetiver had been working on remedies for injury, particularly bleeding. He'd known something was going to happen, and he wanted to be prepared. He was hardly shocked when Hava came in with a critically wounded Tristan. He got up from his desk as Hava rushed towards him, and Vetiver could see she was scared. He needed to do something. He took both of her shaking hands in his, his grip firm but gentle. "Hava, no one in this entire city has a better chance at saving his life than you do. You have to try, and you're not alone. We'll fix him up together."
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Jan 16, 2018 1:59:55 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 1:59:55 GMT -5
Alejo laughed a little "Calm down there. I'm not going to kill you. Like I said, I just want to talk." He continued and responded to his next question "I haven't considered you to be my king for a long time." As a random assortment of guards appeared he continued "I'm done being a slave to you. Very soon your time of reckoning shall come and your kingdom shall fall. And I will raise a new one in its place." He began to weaken and realized his Grace was on the cusp of giving out. "Well I hate to cut our conversation short but I must leave now. Caelarico, if you would." All of a sudden a person flew from the sky. He appeared to closely resemble Alejo in his current form. There were a few were a few key differences though. Instead of horns he had long ears and inplace of a barbed tail he had a tuft of fur on the end of his and had sharp claws on his hands and feet. The most striking difference were his eyes that were scarlet instead of turquoise. "Geez, you couldn't have waited any longer? Oh well." the young man responded. All of a sudden he almost seemed to grip the air and it folded like a piece of fabric. He quickly tore it apart and a scene of a vast desert landscape showed up. "Well then we'll be taking our leave." Alejo said and they both entered the desert landscape and the tear in the air began to close up. Just before the tear closed up Alejo said "Oh and by the way. I've taken on a new name. You may refer to me as Aevurico Oscuras from now on." The tear closed and they disappeared.
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Jan 16, 2018 2:01:56 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 2:01:56 GMT -5
Whew that took a while. Eloquent do you want to explain the whole plot we decided on or should I?))
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 2:02:51 GMT -5
(This is interesting I might read back a bit)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 2:04:28 GMT -5
(poor Luna thought her dad was gonna die and ran to her mom. you just scared the poor princess hope you are happy XD)
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Jan 16, 2018 2:05:34 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 2:05:34 GMT -5
(This is interesting I might read back a bit) The whole situation that ran up to this started on page 23 if you want somewhere to start.)) |
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 2:10:07 GMT -5
(lol yeah but I mean, no one really likes him so its to be expected...
and @plaguedoctor really? cool! does anyone have a character not in the castle to rp with him? if not I can make one but I thought I'd ask first)
The queen caught her daughter in her arms, and held her to her chest, running her hand over Luna's hair to comfort her. Cassandra's muscles seemed frozen. None of this seemed real. Her husband's personal guard had always seemed...off. But she never expected anything like this to happen. Her mouth was dry and she couldn't speak. So all she did was hold her daughter and watch, paralyzed by fear.
Hava glanced back at Tristan, who lay unmoving on the bed. She turned back towards Vetiver and closed her eyes, sucking in a deep breath. "I can do this." She whispered to herself, clenching Vetiver's hands in her own. Then she opened them and looked at her companion. "We can do this." Then she spun around and got to work healing Tristan.
The king said nothing as he was simply baffled by Alejo's behavior. All of the sudden, a beast, similar to Alejo's graced form, appeared out of thin air and seemed to rip space itself. The king's eyes widened as his closest companion disappeared into some sort of portal.
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 16, 2018 2:11:10 GMT -5
Whew that took a while. Eloquent do you want to explain the whole plot we decided on or should I?)) can you do it? If i'm being honest, I still don't 100% grasp everything myself haha) |
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