forum i have an rp idea if you want to hear it...it's pretty snazzy
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@Simon-Says

Name: Azriel Autumns
Age: 328
Gender: Female
Race: Angel
Nationality: Alteiran
Personality: Generally very bright and energetic, but can have severe mood swings when overcome by strong emotions.
Morality: Chaotic Good

Physical appearance: 4'11'', dark skin, oddly enough paired with blue eyes and blonde hair
Clothes: Flowy dresses and shirts, usually with open backs cause putting on shirts with wings is a huge pain.

Weapons: Small dagger, concealed on her hip or up her sleeve.
Skills: Gymnastics, contortions
Magical strength: Strong?? Is that what this is asking?
Abilities: Really good at controlling wind and rain.
Languages: Fletan, Graavan, Brachish, and (though not well) Rajkn
History: Parents raised her as though she was going to be the next princess, she was taught all the kingdom's history, too many languages to remember (she only remembered 3 1/2 of them), and most of all, manners. She eventually decided she hated it and left.

Other: P a n s e x u a l?
Roleplay sample: "Well, you're just no fun at all," said Alice disappointedly, walking away from the man. "No yelling, no begging for mercy. It's boring. This is my job, you know. If you could make it interesting, that would be ideal!" Realizing the man wasn't going to say anything, Alice sighed. "At least pretend to scream so my boss thinks I'm doing my job?" She pleaded, looking at him sweetly. "No? Nothing? All right, then. I guess we can just sit together." (Excerpt from a roleplay 2 years ago over email).

@Reblod flag

I don't know why but reading that makes me really excited

(and yes magical strength is just to show how much magic you can use if any at all)

@Relsey-TheElder

(I'll get mine up in a moment I have to A: Pick one of my more developed charecters and tailor them to this RP, or B Make a new one)

@Relsey-TheElder

Name: Clare Errol
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Nationality: Craisio
Personality: Harsh and bold, sports quite the ego that she backs up with her fists, comes off as cold but deep, deep, deep, deep down she cares about those she comes in contact with. Is more likely to challenge you to a fight to the death then to apologize. Has a hard time accepting authority other then herself. Vain,very vain.
Morality: Chaotic good
Physical appearance: 5'6'', Long reddish blond hair with a slight curl, fair skin, bright blue eye's
Clothes: Usually tight fitting, reds and blacks as long as she looks fabulous she doesn't care.

Weapon: Bow staff
Skills: Agile and fast with cat like reflexes
Magical strength: Strong
Abilities: Can channel electricity relatively well but has a strange skill with fire, she can make some physical forms of fire that are solids but also fire, such as different members of the cat family and a fiery Bo staff. She can access a 'pocket demention ' of sorts and store Items there so she doesn't usually need a pack.
Languages: Craision, Medein,
History: Clare was born in the upper classes of Craisio, If she asked for training she got it, her parents were thrilled when she showed promise in the magical arts and had her trained in both physical and magical defense. Her parents main priority was making sure she could defend her self after her brother died prematurely of unknown causes. Sick of the smothering atmosphere of home she ran away to make her own in the world.

Other: She uses what she knows to get around most problems on her own, hates asking for help. After her brother died she was rarely allowed out of the house so her social skills are a bit lacking, extremely blunt.
Roleplay sample:
If the stranger hadn’t showed up that is, she would have slept indoors. Scale had been quietly sitting on the floor next to the fire tending to the flames when the stranger walked in. They made quite the entrance coming into the tavern, dripping with rainwater and drying themselves with a flick of their wrist, Magic. The moment shocked the tavern to low murmurs and whispers.
Scale sunk lower into her sitting position against the wall, within moments the uproar of noise that normally filled the shabby building returned the incident forgotten. The stranger made there way to the counter coin slid across the polished wooden surface.
(from a book that's in the works, I tend to RP the way I write )

@Trix

(Do we have to ask to post a template? If so, may I? This sounds really intriguing, using your own world.)

@Trix

(Alright, thanks! I started making it then was like: wait… I should ask for permission, haha)
Name: Iris Glarore
Age: 204
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Nationality: Yrna
Personality: Cold. Just cold. A biting sarcasm, blunt, yet fair. A good leader in certain regards - she dons a composed, controlled, graceful little mask of perfection. Iris is a terrifying opponent, sly ally, and can be manipulative. She knows what she's doing.
Deep, deep, deep, deep down she has emotions. Cares for people who are close and has empathy for those who feel out of place. A soft spot for those who are alone or out of place. But it's mostly cold.
Morality: Not characteristically evil, but untrustworthy in aspects. Overall on the good side.
Physical appearance: Jet black hair flows down to her waist and creates curtains around her face - forming a physical shield, already intact. Her eyes are a grey/silvery color, and when she's using her powers they transform into pools of metallic silver. Healthy tan complexion and standing at 5'9'', Iris exudes authority, alongside her unfailing cold demeanor.
Clothes: Shoulder-less dress with flowy sleeves, typically a dulled shade of cool colors, paired with vintage medieval high boots. She wears a grey clock around her that drapes down to her calf - successfully hiding her sword.
Weapons: Scythe-looking sword, possessing a 24-inch blade and comfortable handle. Sheathed at her side everywhere she goes.
Skills: Running, quick on her feet.
Magical strength: Her Vaitassien is developed enough that she is leaning toward the element water/ice.
Abilities: Can wield ice; more specifically, freezing. She has the ability to solidify liquids even blood and bring the temperature down. But acting on this power can numb her body after an extended period of time, as well, so she sticks to physical combat when she can.
Languages: Eltin, Medein, Magrifan, Brachish.
History: Growing up in Yrna, she's learned to be cautious and protect herself at all costs. She's learned that people can hurt you with and without physical force. So Iris did what she knew to do - guarded herself. Created a mask of no emotion, of coldness. Delved into and evolved her Vaitassein, taught herself how to handle a blade. She's learned to lock herself away.
Other: Lesbian?
Roleplay sample:
"Who's this?" the leader sneered. The gang surrounded him, closing in.
"Rookie mistake, coming into these dark alleys."
"Where's your mommy? Oh wait, she's probably off creating another mistake, isn't she?"
Oliver didn't dare to move. Let them tease him. Let them tread him down. He adjusted his weight to his left foot, staggering a step.
"Ooh, he's got a limp."
A sharp glint of steel caught his eye: a dagger. They cornered him.
"We might as well kill you now. It'd be a favor - America won't protect you anyway."
They didn't give him a moment to consider the words before lunging at him.
(I completely understand if you tell me not to be in the rp.)

@hyunjins-eyemole

(I feel like I should ask for permission to post but you said it’s ok sooo)

Name: Arabella Kingston (if you want you can call her Bella)
Age: 16 years old
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Nationality: Craisio
Personality: She is very happy and positive! Joyful really! She always keeps herself (and hopefully others around her) in good spirits. But it’s a mask. Inside, she feels lost and lonely. She covers it up with jokes, but the most broken people smile the brightest. Only when she lets down her guard a little can you see the pain and sorrow swirling in the depths of her eyes. Only then can you see her smile fade-away. Just a tiny bit, but it always comes back. She always puts her mask back on.
Morality: Arabella is good. Only when she gets really really angry and upset will she become chaotic and that only happened once.

Physical appearance: She is 5’3” and proud of it! She has long wavy red hair the falls to around her waist. (She carries a hairbrush with her to keep those pesky tangled away.) She has electric blue eyes that shimmer in the sunlight.
Clothes: Bella normally wears black leather leggings with a pastel top and combat boots. When it’s cold (so usually) she will wear a leather jacket.

Weapons: A simple dagger made out of diamonds and steel.
Skills: Flexibility. As a child she had to learn to fit into small spaces.
Magical strength: She can do mind control if she focuses super hard. She hates it because she knows what it’s like to be controlled so she rarely uses her power.
Abilities: Mind stuff, like I just said, that’s really all Arabella has.
Languages: Craision and Medien
History: As a young child Arabella struggled with how she looked. She would paint her face and try to make herself look like the other girls. Arabella had a kind mother but her father only wanted power. He used poor Arabella as a test subject for his powers. He told her that it was good for her and it could help look more beautiful.
She didn’t see that she was being controlled until she was 14. She just thought of it as normal. That is when she created her mask of happiness. She had enough at age 16, that’s when she snapped and ran away.
Other: She has anorexia
Roleplay sample: Ive never done role play on notebook.ai but I have on other websites and I play role play in real life. As a game of course. (It’s cool if you don’t want me! This just looks so amazing!)

@Reblod flag

@EllieGrace Looks good although, again, the clothes seem a bit too modern. Also, I need a roleplay sample from you. Just make something up if you need to

@Reblod flag

I stated it on the previous page. It's between early medieval and late-ish renaissance with some tribal cultures.